Log: Because I can

[pinzutimebomb]

Ipin stood in the final form of her kata, hands outstretched pulling through the fluid motions. It felt like being at home in Japan actually with all the cherry blossoms fluttering around, the soft sounds of some of the crew at the dive site a way off. It was really peaceful here though. Which was good because she was going to need to find that center to finish her report on time when this latest bazooka finally wore off. She must have finally found Lambo and punished him for the marker. It was hard to tell sometimes whens he came back. The first had been a nightmare of time jumping. She never knew where she'd end up and she couldn't do anything when she couldn't take more than a few steps before disappearing and reappearing somewhere else again. So it was nice to get in a full set of kata.

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[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

"He's a Quilin right? Aren't they vegetarian?" She looked at the foliage around thoughtfully. "I hope you can find something he likes. I would be grumpy too if I was hungry."

She nodded. "Yes." Then shook her head. "No, it's actually Lambo with the bazooka. If his family did it first I imagine it was Italians."

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"I do not know," he shrugged and looked around. "He might like some of this."

He picked up two handfuls of fallen sakura petals and held them in his hands as if he planned on holding them for the entirety of their meeting only to carry them back.

"Italy?" he sounded very curious about this but shrugged it off. "They might as well do something right."

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

Ipin looked around and then untied her belt sash. Her shirt fell loosely around her looking big on her without the belt. She spread the fabric out on the ground and putting a few handfuls of sakura into it then glancing up at him for him to do the same with his. "It'll be easier to take back if you have something to carry." She pointed out.

She smiled a little. "I have a soft spot for Italians." She said with a shrug. "Japanese as well. They helped raise me."

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

Hong Kong looked down at her. "You are giving me your belt?"

He took his own belt off and laid it down on the ground next to hers. He did not start shoveling the sakura onto it just yet. "You are friends with Italy and Japan?"

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "You can return it when you're done."

Hmm friends with the countries? "I've spoken to them, and they're friendly. Mr. Japan asked me to become a citizen. But I don't know if we're friends yet. I am friends with people from those countries though."

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

He pushed his own belt toward her, sliding it on the ground. "We can open a trade."

"Like Lambo?"

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

Ipin looked at his belt curiously. "Would you like me to wear it?" She reached down to lift it up gently. "Thank you."

"Ahh yes, Lambo and Mr. Gokudera and Mr. Reborn are some from Italy and Tsuna, his Mama and Mr. Yamamoto and Mr. Ryohei and Kyoko and Haru from Japan."

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"你喜欢吗？" he replied in Chinese but for the sake of non-Chinese speaking muns, he was asking if she liked it. "It is high quality." Had the belt been labeled with a false Gucci symbol, that last statement would have been a lie. However, it was Chinese silk.

"You know a lot of people," he said, scooping sakura petals onto her belt. He secretly thought about how flammable the belt would be.

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

"是，非常好。 您是否是肯定的它是好為了我能採取它？" She agreed that she liked it in Chinese, admiring it for a moment before asking if it was really ok for her to take it.

"Yes, Tsuna's family is big, so I have met a lot." She agreed. "You must know even more. You're a whole country." She had no idea he was contemplating the belt going up in flames. She tied his belt on, cinching the shirt around her waist again. His was longer than hers, but thinner.

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"是, you can have it," he said. "I usually charge for sales."

"Hm," he replied, tying her belt into a knot so that it looked like a sack. He took a mini firework out of his pocket and held it up to the sakura petal ball. "What do you think?"

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

Did he want her to pay for it? It was hard to understand him. "Ahh... I don't have any money on me." she said slowly.

She looked at the firework and the sack of blossoms. "Do you want to set it on fire? Instead of feed your Qilin?"

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"It is free," he said. "You gave me your belt and a trade is fine."

He adjusted the firework in the blossom bag so that it stayed in there unsupported.

"There are plenty around here for him." He took out a match, not lighting it just yet. "This will be cool."

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

"Ah! Thank you." She responded, looking again at the belt of sakura blossoms curiously. "Do you think it will just catch on fire?" She wondered aloud.

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"We will find out," he lit the match and then held it out for her to take.

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

She stood back a little just in case, carefully taking the match from his fingers and holding the flame to the starter on the firework. It took a moment to catch and she pulled her hand back, waving it to put out the match and watching as the flame slid up the wick and then sparked on the base of the firework. "Oh!"

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

He stood up quickly and pushed her semi-urgently away from the firework.

"We do not want to be close," he said, grabbing her wrist and tugging her away.

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

The force of his push knocked her back a little and she hopped to catch her balance before feeling his tug and darting backward with him as the firework sputtered and the edge of the sash caught fire, suddenly sparks shot out as the firework slammed upward. Ipin fell backward a little, twisting to grab Hong Kong's arm with the other hand to balance but wanted to see what the firework looked like so she continued to look up even as she tried to stay upright. "Oh sorry! Woah look at it go!"

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

Even if this wouldn't happen in real life, the firework burst lower than intended causing charred and burning sakura petals to flutter to the ground.

He turned and watched this all happen, using his arm to help balance her. He reached over with his other arm to steady her to make sure she didn't fall over face first into the burning firework.

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

Anime is a strange and magical place. The firework was bursting above them, in gold and silver and the petals were falling in oranges, yellows and pinks. She patted one that hit her arm to make sure it didn't burn but remained quiet just looking at the falling flames for a few moments. When she broke the silence it was just to offer an "It's beautiful."

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

Hong Kong secretly marveled at the fireworks. He put his arm in front of her and pushed her back a little further before reaching into his sleeve and pulling out another firework.

He lit it and tossed it forward, waiting for it to explode.

"I guess green."

[pinzutimebomb.livejournal.com]

She moved back at his gesture and watched the next one burst, trickling down before disappearing. "A circle too, that was neat!"

[hongkingkong.livejournal.com]

"England still does not like fireworks," he said, walking over to see if there is anything left of the sash.

He picked up the charred remains of it and held it out.

"You could still wear it."