So encompassed in her own browsing, Ryoki didn't hear the faint tap-tap-tap of Kaori's shoes as she glided through the store to meet her. She was currently overlooking a bunch of Carolina Phlox, though had no idea what they were and if they were any good. [color=f6989d]"Welcome to The Enchanted Florist, where we'll help you make the arrangement of your dreams!"[/color]

Wait a minute... Wasn't that...?

[color=f6989d]"My name is Kaori. How may I help you today, my lady?[/color]

Turning around, Ryoki's jaw dropped at the sight of the small redhead whom she had become [i]well[/i] accustomed with over the past- ... Gee, how long had it been? Ryoki couldn't recall. Regardless, Kaori stood before her, apparently just as stumped as she was, though with one of those incredibly sweet smiles and a heartwarming blush, she bowed. [color=f6989d]"R-Ryoki-sensei, I didn't recognize you at first. Um, would you like any help in your browsing?"[/color]

Ryoki couldn't help but smile in giddy excitement. If this were anywhere less public, Ryoki would've hugged the poor little redhead out of joy! She was just so cute that whenever Ryoki saw her, she could hardly keep herself contained! It was a curse, alright. [i]Nobody[/i] could be that stunningly cute! It was like having a cute, little innocent ball of pink fluff that could be tormented with and manipulated into being cuter by having her try to unlock her inner sex appeal! If that analogy was a bit too much, that's because it wasn't an analogy. Towards the end of their music lessons, more often than not Ryoki would... 'lose control'. Sometimes it was just simple hugging and teachings, however sometimes Ryoki would involve more 'practical' methods, some of which would get a lot of views on certain sites on the internet...

Swallowing the drool that would've come out otherwise, Ryoki smiles and playfully ruffles Kaori's hair. She had to compose herself, at least for now. [i]'Innocent thoughts, Ryoki... Innocent thoughts... No! Not innocent as in Kaori, woman! Compose yourself!'[/i] Though her mind was in a state of disarray, she looked perfectly calm, though Kaori may or may not have picked up by now that her calmness was a mere front. "What a surprise! I didn't know you worked here, Kaori! You should've told me!" She continues, adjusting her scarf slightly. "It's good to see you're growing up!" Whatever way Ryoki meant that was up to Kaori to interpret. Spinning around, Ryoki stares at the flowers which she was studying before, putting a finger to her chin. "I'm looking for something to give to my parents. Their anniversary is coming up soon, you see, and I was meaning to get them something, y'know, meaningful. So I thought: 'Hey, why not get them flowers?' Problem with that is I don't know what's best and what isn't, but I suppose that's what you're here for!" The older woman grins, facing the redhead once more. "I kinda want something that will live a long time, as a way to commemorate their marriage. They're not exactly the gardener type of people, so something that doesn't require an awful lot of effort to take care of would also be good. Anything come to mind, Aka-chan?"

That was the nickname she occasionally called Kaori by, the reasoning behind which being self-explanatory - "aka" being "red". As the girl took her time to think up some flowers, Ryoki couldn't help but let a couple thoughts wander around in her own head, the most predominant of which being:

[i]'I have [b]got[/b] to make her wear that uniform again...'[/i]

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