What Makes A Home [Cala/Saiko]

Strangely enough Cala was no less anxious during this meeting with Saiko than they had been during their last date camping. Though they were somewhat unpleasantly surprised to learn that where romance was concerned there seemed to be endless layers of, and endless varieties of, anxiousness. An appreciable amount of their worry was due to them trying a new outfit, of a simple black shirt laced behind their neck along with a pair of fitting red shorts. Their recent outing with Hana and Hiroe had impressed on them a bit how important a new outfit, and looking nice, could be even more than their previous date so they decided to try something new.

However......

It was not the change of clothes, directly, that lead to Cala feeling so oddly anxious. Rather it was the rather large amount of attention this change in clothing seemed to garner them, even more-so than the supposedly nice dress Ari had helped them pick out for going out with Hana and Hiroe! This made Cala's cheeks burn a soft pink as their gaze on the passing people, and their Pesquisa, made them all too keenly aware that people were staring toward their hips and thighs. A feature normally hidden perfectly behind Cala's skirt now both exposed and accented by their short was the simply fact that despite their relatively thin frame otherwise Cala's hips and thighs were quite plush and curvy.

Naturally all the..... unwanted attention surrounding this made Cala regret their choice of clothing. With only the faint hope of Saiko's enjoying their new outfit keeping Cala from running to their nearest clothing store to change into something else entirely. A decision they were growing more and more and more convinced of, and almost more eager to do, as they shut their eyes and actively began to aim their Pesquisa AWAY from the passerby so they didn't have to be aware of their gazes. Expanding their senses out beyond themselves quite expertly Cala instead focused on the more mundane, joyful interactions they could pick out. The little moments of life Saiko seemed to enjoy so much. Focusing on those helped make Cala feel less.... self conscious.

Naturally Cala would sense Saiko well before she arrived and, as a result, an entirely new type of anxiety began to bubble up in their stomach. Though this one was much much more positive and quite..... hopeful. They had been excited, eager even, for the day they might learn what Saiko thought of their Valentine they had Hana deliver to her. It was to the point that even with a bit of surprise at themselves Cala's right hand gently rose up to gently touch over their Hollow hole, face squinting in confusion, their breathe strained a tiny bit in a tingling fashion.

For a brief moment the thought of Saiko's smile made them ache, physically, and made their lips tremble with a smile. As if they were exposed to their own personal, internal song, eliciting emotions in the Arrancar only they were aware of. Ones only they could feel. But ultimately ones that they treasured and Cala used to hold that small, confusing smile before, seeing Saiko through a small crowd of people, waved at her and approached her. That small, odd smile still on their face as they stopped in front of her, their arms laced behind her back as they swallowed softly and tilted their head.

"Saiko.... H-Hi..... Umm...."

Cala had only begun to speak when they paused, staring at Saiko intently for a moment, before their lavender eyes would blink in innocent confusion. From what they could tell being so close, looking directly at her, sensing her from so close, if Cala had changed clothing then Saiko had changed in a much more fundamental way. She felt.... more at ease, less tormented, like she had less Loss..... and it made Cala's entire body flutter with relief as their smile widened. Their next words meant in the best possible context.

"... Y-You.... You're different. A-A good different. It's wonderful.~"

It was such a strange thing for a single hug from someone to mean so much. A gentle, radiating warmth from the Shinigami made Cala return the hug without a single thought to the contrary. At Saiko's mention of removing the demon blood from her body Cala hummed softly, their head tilting, as Saiko seemed intent on holding the hug as she continued to speak. Cala was not going to complain though and nodded in agreement with her. They were, truly, happy for her and to see, hear and feel her spirit being so comparatively light and free made their own personal bloom of fuzzy warmth flower in their chest.

However, that warmth would quickly spiral into confusion as Saiko mentioned their clothing being more.... risky? This caused Cala's return hug to tighten a big with anxiousness, their pale arms gently squeezing Saiko before they blinked their lavender eyes, glanced down at their outfit, and their confusion only deepened as Saiko both said they were taking a bigger risk but also that Cala had a.... confidence boost? Did they? Was it risky to not wear their normal kimono? Hana and Hiroe had not said anything about it being a danger but even they had liked Cala's change of clothes and, now that they thought about it, they did feel a little more confident by wearing things Saiko liked. It made them happy, at the very least, to be supported by someone they cared about so much. Thus with a happy nod Cala would slowly end the very long hug, their hands softly taking Saiko's own, and they would smile a genuine smile with a nod.

"Thank you~! I umm... I have been trying to wear new things. I even wore some when my friends Hana and Hiroe helped me with your valentines. Ummm....."

Cala trailed off, squeezing Saiko's hands softly, before they were more than tempted to ask what Saiko thought of it directly but.... for some reason it did not feel right to do so. From what they had grown to understand about the holiday if it had been liked by Saiko she would say something herself but even that knowledge did little to alleviate their excitement at hearing it. Regardless Cala would release one of Saiko's hands and keep one of them in a soft grasp. Their body turning to stand side by side with the Shinigami as they looked around Minatumi.

"So u-umm..... I really dunno what to look for when it comes to a house S-Saiko...... I hope you have an idea...."

After all, for better or worse, Saiko enjoying the home was far more important to Cala than Cala themselves enjoying it.

Cala's heart would give an answering flutter to Saiko's as she pat their head and, to Cala's surprise, liked a part of the gift that they had hoped but not expected. Saiko liked their drawing more than the food? That fact alone nearly took Cala's breathe away as, well, they had not done too much when it came to the cooking but the picture they had done by themselves. By their own hand. With no outside help or instruction from anyone else and.... it was what Saiko liked most~!

With their heart clenching happily Cala would squeeze Saiko's hand and beam a bright smile, truly happy, and at the mention of the music Cala would nod eagerly. Pausing only briefly in thought Cala would obviously prefer something personal from Saiko in return, something played on her own guitar, and they would shuffle from foot to foot as they gave their answer.

"M-Maybe something personal too? Since you liked my drawing so much I-I'm sure I'd love any song you played for me."

As Saiko let go of their hand Cala brought their hands up to their chest, clasping them happily, and they would blink briefly in surprise as Saiko's hands fell over their eyes. The lavender orbs blinking in darkness and they quickly thought if this is what the world looked like to their other self? Regardless Cala blushed at feeling Saiko's hands on their face, their cheeks warming softly, and they would chew their lip anxiously. Giving a slow nod at Saiko's instruction Cala closed their eyes despite Saiko's hands already covering them, thinking deeply, even as the antics of the two drew a bit of attention from passersby. In their mind's eye Cala saw from their perspective a bed, sideways, felt their head upon a pillow, with Saiko laying beside them quite happily. The room beyond one of warm colors, with sunlight streaming in through windows, the gentle sounds of wave and the sounds of nature just beyond.

In their vision they spoke, saying something that Saiko giggled at, and in a mimic of their current reality laid a hand on their cheek. Beaming one of her usual smiles Cala, in reality and their vision, extend a hand to lay on Saiko's cheek in return. The soft, dexterous hands of the Arrancar brushing over her cheek before pulling back and, slowly, Cala would pull Saiko's hands from their eyes. Slowly, Cala would blink their own eyes open and smile sincerely, though bashfully, and hold Saiko's hands gently to their chest as they nodded. Giving a soft, almost nervous giggle as they explained.

"R-Really.... beyond you being there Saiko I couldn't think of many ways to make it better.~ B-But I think I do have something in mind~!"

Voice filled with an uncharacteristic excitement Cala would gently tug on Saiko's hands as they began to walk down the street with her, smiling brightly, squeezing her hands, guided by seemingly nothing but a simple vision of happiness and the adventurous path of their feet. With their head looking around, this way and that, Cala's Pesquisa radiated out from them potently, sweeping over the surrounding streets in a joint effort with their eyes to narrow down onto something that, at least, somewhat matched their vision. Something high-up, close to what nature existed around Minatumi like a park or the edges of the city, with room for natural light and a bit of distance from the more claustrophobic bits of the city.

Unbeknownst to Cala Saiko saw right through them. That burgeoning, smoldering confidence and leadership they displayed in taking her hands was flooded with an undeniable undercurrent of doubt and hesitation. A sense of unfamiliarity and discomfort a few weeks of determination and happiness would not destroy single-handedly. Cala was, at their core, a timid entity and the very fact Saiko drew this much out of them was what Cala thought was a good first step. Someone who made them feel things like only their other half would know, like a helium balloon lightening their heart and swelling in their chest, tightening their breathing and bringing a small, but genuine, smile to their gentle features.

As the two raven-haired individuals came upon the perfect place for a house to exist Cala had only just begun to purse their lips and look around when Saiko questioned if it was what they wanted. Cala, almost startled from their contemplation by her speaking despite holding her hands, blushed gently as lavender met aqua eyes, and they nodded in a way that caused their hair to bob up and down in time with their head. Their voice was soft, with a tinged mixture of hopeful, happy and a tiny bit sheepish about briefly being entranced by their surroundings.

"O-Oh! Yes.... it is very nice. It has everything we want, I think?"

Cala pursed their lips more, their shift in reference to themselves on purpose, as they had not really discussed what their other self preferred for their home. Not out of disregard for them but because their other self simply seemed..... ambivalent to the notion. Saiko's pat their head made Cala smile a little more, before their smile vanished, and they rocked gently on their feet to and fro, their hands moving to lace behind their back as they averted their eyes and swallowed heavily. Their lips feeling suddenly parched as they shrugged their thin shoulders and murmured.

"I-I think.... everything I'd want for a home is here, m-minus the house itself.... ermm... a-also... build?"

Cala blinked, their thoughts interrupted, as they grimaced a bit oddly.

"I-I didn't know you were a carpenter Saiko.... I dunno how to build a house a-at all..... we've never had one."

For a few moments after doing so Cala very much so regretted even speaking in the first place. Seeing Saiko smiling, apparently rather happy, with her eyes close in the sunlight, the wind tousling her hair all around her like a fluttering curtain of midnight black.... it was beautiful. Beautiful enough to make Cala blush profusely and simply stare at her, words dying on his lips if there were others they had prepared to say, though as Saiko opened her eyes and laughed Cala almost jumped out of their skin. For a single, hyper-embarrassed moment Cala thought Saiko had noticed their staring and was laughing at them.

Though the moment Saiko spoke that worry was washed away easily and Cala visibly relaxed, letting out a quiet sigh of relief as they tilted their head. In one way they were almost sad that they and Saiko would not be building the house together, wouldn't that be romantic? But after a moment of thought Cala nodded in agreement, deciding not entirely on their own that it was best to hired trained professionals for such a task, and they sheepishly turned their attention back to the spot they had picked.

"O-Oh.... right....."

Cala trailed off gently and shuffled their feet, suddenly feeling very..... not bored... but lost. They had rather easily come to the point where they wanted to build the house so now.... what? Pursing their lips softly Cala would rack their brain in an effort to think of something, looking out over the sea around Minatumi as they could, before they audibly gasped with an idea... and smiled. Almost giggling as what felt like a bolt of inspiration struck them Cala would take one of Saiko's hand and their body would tense with barely-contained eagerness and that ever-present hesitation at being forward toward Saiko of all people.

"A-Ahh umm... Saiko? I ahh... I just... I wanted to maybe have a way to say thank you f-for the house and.... going on dates with me...."

Cala would shyly avert their eyes at that last part, squeezing her hand subconsciously, before they swallowed softly and asked.

"But, would you maybe trust me with a surprise idea?"