lynchpin_castle | Lynchpin---Castle and Surrounding Grounds.

She tried to relax a bit. There was nothing wrong. She didn't completely just make a fool out of herself and yell out something that SOME HOW distracted a guy. What even was going on? Still a bit bashful feeling to people giving her compliments.

"Ah, yes. I have. It was just Trunks and myself, so there was little else to do. I believe there are others here now who are better sparring partners for him however." She didn't even think on a level of 'sparing with others'.

Trunks on the brain, huh.

Interesting--and Tamaki was definitely more perceptive--especially when it came to maiden's hearts. It had been his job, in many ways. "I see..." Walk with him Ahsoka, as this is more important than the gym for the moment. Especially as Tamaki looped her hand over his arm, and moved to lead them towards the pool.

Water was always calming, after all.

"Are you worried he won't want to train with you anymore?"

She looked surprised as he took her hand and started to lead them to a walk. She glanced back, as if wondering where she left her 'control' of her day and let him guide her away.

And then when he said that? Her face darkened a bit more, side glancing to him and frowning just the smallest frown. "No. It's not that. I know he would if I asked." Or she assumed he would still want to. That wasn't it at all, was it?

Tamaki just walked them to the pool area, and was content to move around the perimeter. It would be nice to see the sky, but he supposed the basement made the most sense for these locations. "And if he asked?" True and obvious 'aliens' were new to him--other races that is, as they were all aliens here as Ahsoka had rightly pointed out. But he could tell a blush--if her people blushed?

Did they blush?

The did indeed blush. As she had just then. Her skin was dark and her blood was red, so it didn't translate as well as it did on Trunk's face. But it did translate well enough to be considered a blush.

Not that she was going to admit that.

"If he asked?" She raised a brow, peeking over at him as they strolled slowly. "I... wouldn't say no?"

"Then there doesn't seem to be a problem." A bright smile, reaching his eyes. "We do not seem to be much alike, he and I. But there is someone whom I am good friends with, whom Trunks-kun reminds me very much of."

Tamaki had thus sought the other out, and been pleased to find he was near the library. Much as he interacted with Mori-sempai, Tamaki let himself be quieter, and patient although it wasn't always easy for him. Privately, he had two reasons that he wished he could bring Trunks into the host club. The obvious being that he would be a wonderful draw. The second obvious being that he felt the other would benefit from knowing Hunny-sempai and Mori-sempai.

But if Trunks reminded Tamaki of Mori-zempai, Ty Lee reminded him of the Hitachiin twins. All playful mischief and testing of boundaries. So long as one understood the game being played and all parties were in agreement, it could be fun. It was when neither of those conditions were met, that things became messy in ways that were damaging to friendships and the heart.

"He speaks highly of you, even though both of you are more experienced in the endeavors we shall be facing."

She stayed by his side and walked with him easy, or allowed him to stop, or simply go where ever. She wasn't really paying attention to that. At the moment she felt at ease around Tamaki. Trunks reminded him of someone back home, huh? She smiled at that. He reminded her of someone too, which was good in some ways.

Then again Tamaki reminded her of someone and that was... that was good.

She looked up at him at his comment of Trunks speaking highly of her. She was blushing again, though she refused to admit it still. Her hand curled a bit to his arm, in an attempt not to fidget. The other curled behind her back, fingers closed together and ignoring her thoughts.

"He is... really an amazing fighter. You've seen nothing from him yet. He's smart as well, and very considerate of others. I think he picked the room nearest the Library just to be closer to the books. Some people would think a fighter like him wouldn't be literate, but he proves that idea wrong." She let out a small sigh, looking at the ground. "And you." She tightened her hand on his arm a bit, assuring. "You are going to be just as valuable in this endeavor. I can tell." She had her reasons for that comment.

Tamaki was not nearly a fighter--he was a fairly normal (if eccentric and extremely wealthy) Junior in High School. His other hand moved to cover her own in thanks, and he smiled. "You're kind Ahsoka-san. I only hope I don't make you or him or Logan-san regret my flaws and lacks in a crisis."

"He reminds me of Mori-sempai, that is Morinozuka Takeshi. A senior back home, who is a member of the host club I am president of at Ouran. Silent and strong, but his heart is larger than one would expect, and he is a dedicated guardian to his friend, Hunny-sempai. Their families are entwined as such throughout the years no less, with the Morinozuka serving the Haninozuka."

Attempting to give her some background, albeit not too much.

"Much as with Trunks-kun, there is more to Mori-sempai than most would suspect. He is, among our hosts, known as the 'wild type'." There is a sly-glint in his eye. "For a few reasons."

She gave his hand a soft pat back, giving him a more real smile. "I think we all worry about that, Tamaki. You are not alone. I don't want to let anyone down either. Not everything here is going to be a fight though, don't forget that. The Masters wont put you out there if there is to be a fight, and if they do? You sure as heck wont be alone." She said it warmly, firmly even. She truly believed that.

And if anything, he was already making her feel better about things.

But she did tilt her head, watching him as he spoke of his people. His friends. It all sounded interesting. Hosts. In a school. That seemed wild to her. "Wild type, hmm?" She asked, seeing that glint and chuckling. "And you say Trunks reminds you of your Wild Type friend, was it?" This did amuse her.

"Mori-sempai is regarded as the 'wild type' because it is not always clear what type of lady will seek his company. He is often with Hunny-sempai, who is the 'cute' type. They compliment each other well, as it allows Mori-sempai to be that strong and silent type, where he listens much. It allows those girls we cater to, to project some of what they might wish, onto him. Or simply to enjoy being with him."

Business first--Kyouya'd be so proud.

"BUT, and here is where I believe he and Mori-sempai would be similar still, although he has not had the benefit of social company and graces that Morinozuka has had. I would place Trunks-kun as a 'wild type' in that he keeps his thoughts and feelings to himself, unless one knows how to look." A dazzling grin. "There is much more to him under the surface, but I suspect you know that better than I do ne?"

She watched him as he spoke. It honestly was like talking to one of the masters. Master Vos maybe, if anything, but maybe a bit of Plo as well. A kindness but a brilliance and a very matter of factness to him. It was kind of refreshing.

"You've figured all that out about Trunks in such a short time?" She said with a soft smile. "I mean... I can't say one way or the other, but what I know of him, that makes sense." You have such a dazzling grin, Tamaki. It's very hard to feel sad around that. She didn't say that, but she did feel it. "There is... a lot more under his surface than even I know. He's a very deep one. I... want to know more but I'd rather not push it."

"Patience." A chuckle, and let it not be said Tamaki couldn't laugh at himself. "Not entirely one of my virtues I admit, so I think you shall succeed more there."

He'd lost track of how many laps this was of the pool area. He was definitely coming to swim with her though, if she allowed. She was good company, and Tamaki guessed that she was perhaps not used to acting as a 'normal' girl her age would. Then again, what was normal for her?

Perhaps he should see if he and Hima-chan could organize a 'normal' dinner and party for everyone. Something entirely frivolous and fun. Maybe--that idea is going into the back of his brain to sit and breed.

"I gather you're not used to being around others like Ty Lee-chan either. She is more...playful. Open with her feelings, she holds little back, and makes what she wants known. I do not believe she means any harm."

"And now you really do sound like my Masters. Patience is something I had to fight to learn." She said with a smile. She had learned though. It had just taken a while. She smiled at his comment however.

Normal? No, that wasn't her upbringing at all. Though that was meant to be 'normal' in a way.

What he said of Ty Lee though made sense. She didn't hold it against the girl. She liked her so far, just... she didn't know how to handle her. "I'm... not used to people like her, no. She's open and playful, and though we were encouraged to be open and creative in thinking, we were also held by the code, which forbid attachments. You didn't try and make long lasting attachments with people. Which... meant you don't open up much." It's a wonder they allowed Jedi to get attached to their masters. Then again, more Jedi went down a darker path even for a moment after their master had been taken from them, so who knows? Maybe there was a truth there.

She shook her head, a hand rubbing at the back of her neck, under the back lekku. "Who am I to stand in anyone's way of what they want though? And I don't mean to... be snippy. Is it that transparent? I hadn't meant anything by my comment today." Ahsoka.... Tamki wasn't there. He has no idea what you did.

But this was also Ahsoka opening up for a bit. Something she didn't generally do.

Now Tamaki was even more interested in what had happened. "Patience is not my strong suit, but I am well-acquainted with people like Ty Lee-chan." An encouraging smile to her though, and no judgement in his tone--only sadness. "It seems...lonely, this code of yours. It must require a lot of strength."

Which also explained to him some of why Ahsoka might be having trouble now. Teenagers felt things, and attached themselves most easily. Especially with others their own age, who were attractive.

"If you do not want it to be, then no one but us two shall know, if you wish to share with me Ahsoka-san." Turning to her and his hand over hers in solemn vow. Inviting her to confide if she wanted, but not pressuring.

He was already planning to ask Hima-chan about the spar for details anyways, later.

He was well acquainted with people like Ty Lee? Poor guy. No wonder he handles her so well. She frowned, looking at him as he spoke of her code. How lonely it seemed. That it must require strength. She... supposed that was true.

He was... making a vow to her though. About... talking? To him maybe? Was that it? Her brows raised as she looked at him, unsure how to respond to all this. "I ah... you... want me to, uh..." she blinked, unsure of what exactly he was meaning. "I don't know what to say, Tamaki. Everything is a little.... um, foggy, I suppose." She gave a halfhearted smile. "If my master were around, he'd know what I should do." Then again if he were around he'd tell her to knock it off, focus and go meditate. To get her mind back in line.

Did she even want to do that now?

"But he is not, and presumably he has been training you with the goal that you will think and act for yourself." If he hadn't been, then Tamaki was decidedly NOT impressed. "If you wish to tell me what is on your mind, Ahsoka-san, then I will listen and confide in no one else. Likewise, if you wish to keep your own counsel, I will not judge or press you for it."

A hint of grin, finger against his chin. "I won't deny some curiosity on my part, especially since it seems the spar was exciting for more than simply two skilled fighters interacting. Especially since it is clear you are bothered." Again that smile, quieting his voice although he didn't move to be as close as he had a moment ago. "But again, it is entirely up to you what you would like to do."

"I... I wasn't bothered." She protested, her face darkening a bit more in a blush, the white marks on her face going a bit pink under the skin. Master had trained her to think and act for herself, of course, but attachments were forbidden and she was... feeling... attached?

That thought only made her brighten further. Oh no. She ran a hand over her face and glanced at the blond, a bit hopeless. "She was just very.... um... I don't... know the word for it. And he? He was... I mean, he should have been holding back. And he was. They were just sparing, and I know he has an insane amount of power, and shouldn't use it, but she was literally holding back way too much and..."

She huffed, looking confused. "I don't know why I said that to him. I literally told him he was holding back, as if that was a bad thing. And it distracted him. You never yell stuff out when others are sparing. What the kriff was I thinking?"

There you go Tamaki, the flood gates opened for a moment.

Tamaki listened patiently--he was absolutely going to ask Himawari-chan for details later with this information. A slow blink, and a comforting pat against her hand, hopefully encouraging her. "Ty Lee-chan, to be plain, is a flirt. She is not shy in showing her feelings, and she is playful. I take it she was flirting with Trunks-kun, while sparring? Teasing him perhaps?"

Especially since the other was clearly not used to dealing with it or people like Ty Lee. Tamaki was not a fighter, but he could see how it might be a useful strategy to unnerve an opponent. Especially when one was as skilled as the two in question. "Why did you bring it to his attention?"

Clearly it did bother her, even if Ahsoka didn't recognize it.

The pat was reassuring, for some reason, and not at all annoying. For some reason nothing Tamaki did (so far) did she find annoying. He was... refreshing, in a way.

Flirty. That was it. She was a flirt. Ahsoka frowned as he said that, and everything he said was true. She was flirting with Trunks and it had... bothered her? Why should it though? It's not like she was openly... interested... in him. Or... maybe. But she couldn't anyhow. It was against everything she was taught. Not... that she was a Jedi anymore. Or that the code meant anything now.

"I don't know why..." She said softly, frowning more now. "It was smart of him to hold back. No reason to hurt her. She was just-- and he was--" She stopped, and gasped, looking thunderstruck for a moment. She looked up at him with wide eyes. "I'm not jealous am I? That's absurd!"

Tamaki simply smiled, saying nothing for a moment as he let her speak. It was clear to him that Ahsoka was jealous. Nor was he at all surprised to find out such. If she and Trunks-kun had been the only two for a few weeks, then they had had time to work together, fight together.

Trunks-kun would absolutely be a valuable draw to the Host Club, so to Tamaki it made sense he'd be attractive a young lady. Add in this 'code' of Ahsoka's that seemed to discourage familiarity, and that they were teenagers, and why wouldn't she be jealous? If only because someone who's attention she had been able to monopolize before now had to share with others, regardless of if there was any other reason.

Turning to Ahsoka, taking her hand in both of his and very gently asking "Why is it so absurd, Ahsoka-san?" A pause, and a grin. "Even if you don't answer me--and you don't have to--you need to examine for yourself why you think that."

Okay so his calm adult nature might be a bit annoying, in the way that Obi-wan could be, or a strange twist of Obi-wan and Master Plo. Calm, wise and mischievous in some soft way. She stared at their hands as he had taken hers to hold like that. Very touchy, Tamaki was.

She looked up at him again, unsure of herself as sh e watched him talk. "I... have no reason to be jealous. It's not as if I want to flirt with him too. Or even... would know how to. Or..." She huffed and stopped a moment then... "Jealous isn't an emotion I should hold. It leads to the dark side. It causes problems. If he's interested in Ty Lee that's... that is a good thing. A better thing." Her fingers were curling in his hands. Oh no, this was like with Lux. That tightness in her chest and all. This was just like with Lux and Steel.

"I'm not jealous." She repeated, looking down at their hands. "There is no reason to be jealous. It's fine. I just spoke out of line today."

Tamaki just grinned wider. "This might be forward of me, Ahsoka-san, but I do not think Trunks-kun is interested in Ty Lee. Not the way she would like, or you seem to think he is."

There might be a hint of a smirk, and he finally let her go. Gesturing dramatically as he did so. "A young man's heart is not so easy to read as a maiden's, but being the host that I am, my instincts guide me to believe that is the case." A wink, and hands on his hips. "As for your dark-side and jealousy...Perhaps it is only dangerous because you fight it and deny it." Wagging a finger at her, still playful. "No one said you had to flirt or want to."

Then his hand out once more, not taking hers but inviting her to take his if he wanted, with that dazzling smile and one eye winking. "But I would be happy to teach you, if you wished to learn, and to let you practice with me."

And Tamaki would be certain to make it clear that it was only as friends, nothing more, and not serious at all. One friend aiding another, in his eye--as he found Ahsoka a lovely person but his heart was well-spoken for. Unfortunately for him, and their timing....

The Locker rooms, and way out, went right by the pool--and Trunks had meant to at least reassure himself Ahsoka was alright. Quiet steps, and blue-eyes narrowed as he'd heard Tamaki's words. Fist clenching at his side in frustration, as he'd poked his head in to the pool area with the voices.

She gave him a side eyed glance, looking at his dubiously as he wagged a finger at her. If Master Yoda had heard that he would have some backwards words for him. Still, the sudden flair of the dramatic was making her smile, and he was so friendly to the idea of helping her.

Helping her what though? She didn't think Trunks could actually be THAT interested in her. Again, like Lux. She thought maybe... but then no. Enter a tough girl, like Steel into the picture, or Ty Lee, and things were looking more and more like her past anyhow.

Not to mention she really shouldn't let herself get close to anyone. Not just because of the code. The code she didn't HAVE to follow anymore, but because of what Barrius and the rest of the council did to her. When she left she told herself she wouldn't allow that to happen again, and then she found herself here not long after and... getting attachments.

Still, at the offered hand she let out a small laugh, reaching out to take it. "Sure. Why the kriff not? I'm... I'm a different person now. Let go of the code and open up more, huh?" She said with a bit more of a smile to him.

He was very good at lifting spirits if anything.

And she wasn't at all focused, so she wasn't picking up on anyone's location at the moment.

Tamaki, inwardly, was slightly startled that she actually did so. But he didn't show it, and instead bowed over her hand like a gentleman. "Then I shall see about arranging an occasion for it, Ahsoka-san. Perhaps in the afternoon over tea? I shall ask the steward to be certain there is an appropriate outfit for you and myself."

Tamaki certainly wasn't noticing their watcher.

Trunks firmly squashed down the surge of...jealousy. Yes--it was jealousy and he could admit it. Not trusting himself to be quiet if he walked, he levitated himself and headed out, and then out through the servant's quarters entirely. Too many emotions, in too short a time, and he needed to deal with this.

It was Ahsoka's choice, after all; just because he had a crush on her, didn't mean she had to like him back.

She actually was laughing a bit, softly, smiling more now. He was infectious. "An outfit? Like what? We can't just talk this over?" She said it, amused, a hand reaching back to rub at her back lekku. What did he have in mind now? "Or is this going to be some formal training of Master Tamaki, hmm?" She teased, giving him the title for now.

Had she known Trunks had heard anything she might not have been so easy going. But... she's learning now, thanks to Tamaki, that maybe it's okay to not follow that code. And maybe it was okay to open up to people. HOW, she wasn't so good with. But maybe some help will clue her in a bit better.

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