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“I should… umm… maybe you should find a better place to put away your old body parts I mean… its rather disturbing how it just sticks out…”

A pause.

 “Why… are you in a maid outfit? If you don’t mind me asking.”

✿— “Well, the dumpster was full so I sorta just rolled it next to the trash.” She blinks before offering another little grin, lifting a hand up and humming happily. “That’s ‘cause I like to dress up! Plus I gotta make sure the outfits I make feel nice too before I sell them, y’know?”

✿— “Technically it is a leg, but don’t worry they’re not alive!” She offered a smile before remembering that she should probably clarify. “---I mean to say it’s an old mannequin from the shop. The leg broke off so I threw it away once we got a new one!”

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  “Thats… not someone leg sticking out of the alley is it?”

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Mine’s quiet understanding both reminded him of how dear she was and underscored how terrible he was by comparison. It was ever about him, wasn’t it? When he was in a good mood, he commanded the spotlight and demanded attention - when his mood was foul, he was poisonous as the serpent whose curse he bore. How she could tolerate him was a mystery.

These thoughts did little to encourage him, but it did motivate him to get to work as well. He couldn’t leave it all to Mine - capable as she was, he had hired her as an assistant not a manager. Expecting her to do all the work simply because his mood was low was unacceptable.

Eventually, a few hours passed and he set his work down, seeking her out in the small shop and taking her work lightly from her hands. “I think it’s time we went out for lunch, don’t you?” Even his apologies were selfish, but if he did anything less, she’d be left to wonder just what had happened - and it was not something he dared to discuss.

✿— Mine knew that there were things that Ayame could not and would not tell her, but that didn’t mean she still couldn’t offer her support to the other. She had a feeling that he underestimated just how much he meant to her--- how much he had done to add stability to her already chaotic life. The hectic day-to-day life she had now made the past pale in comparison and she very much enjoyed every second of it; even times like these. 

A steady gaze kept watch over the needle and thread in her hand, nimble fingers working on the latest order. The holidays were always so very busy for them, which made the time go by faster. Part of her wondered if Ayame had reached out to his brother yet. The lack of her own family just made her want to push the brothers together more, to remind them that they could fix the bond that had been broken-- to not take things for granted.

Her brow furrowed as she silently worked on the hemming of the dress, still very much lost in her thoughts. She had barely noticed the other until she felt him take the fabric from her hands, making her pause briefly before looking up. “I’d like that very much actually... where shall we go?”

kyou-sohma

To Kyou’s relief, the dress is actually pretty nice from what he can see at the top, but then his eyes trail further down and a lump forms in his throat when the skirt ends a lot sooner than he expects it to.

“W-wait– -” he stammers, a blush surfacing across a very bewildered expression. He almost falls back down into his seat as soon as he abruptly rises from it.

“Christmas is a family holiday, for fucks sake! Where’s she supposed to wear that?!”

✿— “Well I think it’s obvious where she can wear it. You don’t spend Christmas all day with your family do you? She can wear it when you two have alone time!” She looks between Kyou and the dress before pouting and holding it out towards him. “It’s not that bad, I made sure it was much more vanilla for you and Tohru. You should see some of the stuff I’ve made for Ayame!”

Mine hesitates before turning on heel and holding the dress up to inspect it herself, adjusting her glasses and slowly beginning to smile at the thought of Tohru wearing it. “I think it’ll look adorable~”

✿— Mine had spent a great deal of time in the back today since it had been so very slow, using the opportunity to organize everything, check shelf dates for certain products, and then unpack and sort the latest shipment of materials that they had received. She hummed softly to herself as she looked at her beautiful work, taking a step back and admiring the organization that she was sure would last maybe five minutes before she and Ayame destroyed it. C’est la vie...

She heard the soft chime of the door and turned to look towards the partition that divided the front and back of the shop, beginning to walk up to greet whoever had decided to pay a visit. When she heard the familiar soft tone of Tohru she all but threw apart the curtains of the partition and beamed in the direction of the young girl.

 “Tohru~! What a lovely surprise! I would have thought you had school today-- is it really that late already that you’re out from class?” 

What time even was it? She looked around aimlessly for the clock that may or may not even still work in their shop; when you worked around the clock it didn’t really matter what time it was.

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“Uhm - hello?” Looking around, Tohru couldn’t see anyone - but the sign had said the store was open today and the bell had chimed, so surely someone was around. She hoped she wasn’t interrupting anything. “Miss Kuramae?” Maybe she should have called ahead - oh, what if they had a fitting to do today and she was barging in - but it was a store right? So customers did that all the time? 

Ah - I’m making myself nervous again! So much so she’d forgotten why she’d come here in the first place! It wasn’t overly important though - so if she couldn’t find Miss Kuramae after checking a few of the isles then she could just head home and try another day. And call ahead too!

Huh? This fabric is so cute! Tohru reached out toward a light pink muslin, understanding enough to know it was expensive, so stopping herself before she actually touched it. I wonder what they’ll make with it? 

She really was easily distracted today, but she could blame that on nerves if she had to. it wasn’t every day she came to a dress shop to ask someone for advice after all! Especially someone she didn’t know well - but if anyone could help her, Tohru was certain it would be the lovely Miss Kurumae! 

;;gemsona or magical girl AU for the furuba babes.....