Attempt At Perfection [Bulla & Frostvite]

[Vanto Lux]

The changeling continued on his flight path, much to Vanto's dismay. He though that by introducing himself, it would compel Frosvite to stay. Seeing him go off like that downed Vanto' spirits, but he'll live. His eyes on the discarded turban and robe on the grass, this made Vanto realize that he didn't manage to put his shirt on. Smirking (which was directly at Bulla despite the fact he wasn't facing her any longer), he flexed his core muscles, rubbing a hand down his washboard of a stomach. The fatigue from his training seemed to intensify due to the male throwing himself into battle minutes ago, but he'll live. The familiar sound of footsteps (well, one foot step) echoed through clearing once again and Vanto turned to face Bulla. She leaned against him and wrapping a hand around his waist, and in other situation, he would've turned bright red. However, he needed to keep his cool in front of this girl.

"Huh." Vanto said, moving his arms up to grasp Bulla's waist and turn her to completely face him. The boy found it amazing how strong his feelings were for her. The teen felt like he could just hold her forever. He wanted to protect her for any other threats the two encountered. But, it was dead obvious that she wasn't the type. For all he knew, she could've been messing with him the entire time, like most girls with boys. Vanto honestly hoped she wasn't like the other teenage girls he's met.

Locking his arms around her waist, Vanto drew her close him, their chest now pressing against one another's. His heart beat was steady, but it was beating faster than a normal person's should've. That just signaled how nervous Vanto truly was around this girl and how well he was hiding it. "I guess." he said, using the same sweet tone he used earlier to compliment her. He looked down at her, his warm dark eyes meeting Bulla's blue ones. "But regardless if I was being sweet or not, I was still telling the truth:--" the boy paused mid-speech and leaned forward. Pressing his cheek against hers, Vanto put his mouth to her ear. "You are beautiful."

[Bulla]

[/b]" She explained honestly before looking away from his gaze to their chest, she suppose it just showed how close they were right now. When his warm breath reached her ear as he complimented her, the beauty paused and just mentally turned into mush in his arms. But this wasn't like her and despite her sudden strong feelings for Vanto, Bulla still had a reputation to uphold. The teen cleared her throat trying to gain the upper hand in this situation. His arms was around her waist, so she decided to wrap her arms around his neck. Smirking to her nervousness, she pressed her body closer to his and tighten her grip a bit around his neck. "... well a girl does love getting compliments here and there, but she needs a bit more in a hero than someone telling her what she already knows".

Leaning forward, her blue orbs glanced at his lips and proceeded to go forward, but paused, stopping a few inches before the two touched. She shrugged and released herself from his grip. Taking a few steps back, Bulla looked at Vanto unimpressed and raised a brow. "Call me when you can do more than.. okay?". [/ul][/justify]

[Vanto Lux]

Easy as pie: that could describe the current situation. Vanto had never used his good looks to his advantage before, believe it or not. Yeah, he knew he was an extremely attractive young man, but feared to say it to others around him. People could mistake him for a conceited jerk, and that's the least the teen needed, drama was never good in school anyway. Now, Vanto was here, utilizing his appearance to his full advantage. After all, he now liked a girl who all about the way she and boys looked, and without a doubt, if Vanto didn't look the way he did: the blue haired beauty would've kept walking. Pulling his head back, the boy stared deep into the girl's eyes. From that look, he could tell his words did something to her. Bulla brought her arms up to his neck and the pair were even closer to each other now. "I make you nervous? Is that good or bad?" he asked mockingly, now smiling.

As Bulla's gaze dropped to his chest, he stared at her forehead, as odd as that sounded. Vanto gingerly raised arm, sliding his arm up Bulla's back soft before resting on her upper back. Just as he gripped tightened, his heart race sped up while his arm dropped back to her waist. He knew where this was going: he had seen all those movies. The couple would get close and intimate with each other, the girl would looked down and then look back up, their eyes would meet. Bulla's head rose, his eyes on his thin lips rather his eyes, and his face slowly began to turn red for the eleventh time today. "..." he didn't make a sound and as Bulla leaned in, his heart nearly bursted out of his chest.

Instead of leaning in to meet the girl half-way, Vanto froze in place, his eyes wide. The teen wanted to kiss her but had no experience. After all, the black haired male never kissed a girl before: what if he was doing it wrong! Their lips didn't meet, and Vanto's shocked look immediately faded. The girl's grip on her neck lessened and then ceased as Bulla stepped back, a surprised stiff Vanto looking at her in confusion. "What are you--" he said, clearing his throat and cutting himself off. The girl then had the nerve to tell him to 'call her when he could do more'!? What exactly was Vanto doing wrong? His eyes fell the ground, disappointment apparent, his face still red. Was it because he didn't kiss back? Or, it could've been because Vanto call her beautiful, something she obviously had her before based on her response. "..Right." he simply said before turning away, looking around before spotting his shirt.

The boy walked over to the black piece of clothing, picked it up and slipped it on effortless. His fatigue coming back in large amounts, the boy took a large breath and flared his ki, preparing to take flight into the air. Maybe Frosvite would come back for his clothing, but Vanto wouldn't be around. His father needed him home by a certain time and it was well past that time. Turning his head slightly to face Bulla, he smiled and raised a hand to wave off the girl. "Alright, you should go look for whatever you were looking for earlier. I have to go."

Kneeling down, a white aura began to build around the boy as he prepared to take flight...

[Bulla]

[/b]" Shrugging lightly, she watched Vanto preparing for flight with a raised slender brow. "But you go and.." Pausing, the teen rolled her eyes then shrugged again "do you.. I'm sure your past your curfew". They weren't the words she would have wanted to say, but her brain had done to much thinking on how to impress boys today so it needed a break. Her mother would yell at her when she got home, but in the end she could come back and find the materials she needed herself.

Walking over to Frosvite's discarded clothing, Bulla picked them up and hung them on a tree. If he came back, hopefully he'll be able to see them over here. And if not.. well she was sure one of those capsules she gave them had some clothes in them or something. The teen never did really keep empty capsules on her, so maybe the money and clothing in them could be more of a help to him. "Hmm.." She ran her fingers though her aqua locks absentmindedly and proceeded to walk away from the scene. Meh.. she needed the exercise. [/justify][/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

Vanto's watched Bulla through the corner of his eyes, listening to her. It was official, he had something for this girl. The teen has completely fallen for the girl and now he wanted to get to know her. "Alright, see ya around, Bulla." he said, his aura flickering as the boy shot into the sky. His hair whipping about, the thirteen year old turned his head, looking down Bulla walking away. She was something, Vanto had to admit. But the quesiton was, was she something that was worth it?

--End Thread--