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I-in the van. I gotta make sure Bandou doesn't, uh... do stuff... So you're sitting with me. C'mon!

[ The vaguest answer ever. He's waiting for Asuna to get in first, but there's more to it than that. Don't screw up! Anna told him that. He won't screw up protecting Asuna today either. ]

[ HE WOULD DO STUFF?! She would knee him in the stomach. Asuna turns and looks at Kamamoto and Anna, a little pale. KAMAMOTO SHRUGS AND ANNA JUST SIGHS. Thanks, guys.

So Asuna slides open the door and sits in the far back IN A LITTLE CORNER. This should be safe. And she looks out the window too to see everyone headed towards them. THERE'S BANDOU DON'T TOUCH HER BANDOU DON'T DO STUFF ]

Quick. Get in.

[ Before Bandou sits next to her. ]

[ Yata just made Bandou sound ten times skeevier. In his defense, with Bandou wearing a hoodie and shades at the same damn time, he was kind of asking for it. Yata has no right to talk, though.

Yeah, he'll just sit next to Asuna. There's a little distance between them, though. Wouldn't want things to get awkward! Haha...

Then the rest start coming in. Kamamoto's shaved off some pounds, but there's at least ten of them and the van is still just big enough to hold them all without anyone having to sit on anyone else. ]

You okay?

[ Ten of them and not enough seatbelts, she notices. It was one of the first things she commented on before she was urged into the van.

It was a good effort Yata, but with 10+ grown men (and one young girl) loudly making their way into the van, he's pretty much squished against her side in no time. Nobody is sitting on laps but they're cramped together.

Asuna is silent and trying to get comfortable for the rest of the long drive, staring at her knees. Don't look at her Band- ]

Huh? [ Her head lifts just in time to watch someone else try and squeeze into the back seat when there's no room, shoving people over. SHOVING YATA INTO HER so she's staring at him too closely and her hands are on his shoulders. At least until she gets mad and leans over to yell at whoever is trying to squeeze in. ]

Y-you idiot! Sit in the middle, there's room there! [ She is so small in the corner, squished between Yata and the window. ]

Yeah! Asshole...

[ Because now he's in a compromising position and he's not exactly sure how he can last this close to Asuna's chest. Thank god they're not touching.

A bump in the road fixes that, though. CUE FEVER. holy shit it's soft NO YATA STOP THINKING THINGS

By the way, Bandou is still too busy lamenting the cocoa stain on his pants. ]

[ It's like he's never felt a girl's chest before, haha. Wait.

Asuna goes red but doesn't punch him or shove him off or do much of anything but scowl, flushed almost down to her neck, so the both of them are STUPIDLY RED. Her fists tighten, grabbing handfuls of his shirt. ]

Next time, we'll take two cars.

[ She grinds out between her teeth and he should be able to feel her chest move with her hEAVY BREATHING. ]

[ WHY IS SHE SO ANGRY... No, he knows why. It's the same reason he doesn't want to let her touch him in the first place. ]

C-can you let go, please? [ HE IS SCARED FOR HIS LIFE. ]

[ She turns her SCOWL onto him and their noses almost brush so she does quickly let go and tries to scoot away from him. It's impossible. She has no where to go. ]

Then scoot over a little.

[ It's a hiss under her breath. He probably can't scoot over. ]

[ Can't decide if hot or scary. And even if he did want to move? He can't! There's little room for a single person to fit comfortably in this van. ]

I can't. You move.

[ He's a genius. ]

[ Both, probably. Instead of gripping his shoulders she plants her hands on his chest to keep his face from getting too close. ]

I'm stuck between the window and your body, I can't move unless you do!

[ HIS BODY. ]

[ Don't touch his chest, that's worse. ]

Okay, okay! [ He needs to push against something to pry himself off, so he grabs the window frame and puts some distance (read: three inches) between them. ] Um, I dunno if I can't keep this up the whole ride.

[ It's also three inches. She takes a deep breath and then sighs a long sigh before reaching up to tug his hands away from the window. ]

It's fine, you don't have to do that. It can't be helped.

[ BUT NOW THEY'RE ALMOST NOSE TO NOSE AGAIN. ]

As long as it's not Bandou-san. [ She says it so only Yata hears. ]

[ As long as it's not Bandou-san. In other words, she's alright with Yata. It doesn't mean she thinks he's special, though. This is just a matter of circumstance. If she were to end up in the same position with Shouhei or Kamamoto, she would have said the same thing.

But would she still breathe the same air and hear the same heartbeat with anyone else? From no-nonsense Asuna, it's kind of hard to believe! ]

H-how long is the trip again...

[ Shouldn't he know that better... ]

[ She wouldn't say much of anything to Shouhei or Kamamoto. Around Yata, she's a little more comfortable. She's spent the most time with him, Anna, and Izumo because he's her boss.

He doesn't have to know because Asuna pays attention and remembers everything so she has an answer for him. ]

About four hours. We're already at the halfway mark, I think.

[ And the good thing is he distracts her from their proximity by bringing her Serious Mode out. Another two hours of Yata almost sprawling over her. She realizes it belatedly. ]

S-so stop sitting so stiffly. Just relax, it's making me uncomfortable too.

Sorry. [ For everything. Also, breathing a little too hard. ] I'll just...

[ Relax. He shifts slightly to free up more space for his legs and hers. Someone on his left complains, and he shouts over his shoulder. ]

Aah, shut it! You try being a fucking lady in this van for five seconds; let's see how you deal!

[ "Huuuh? Since when did our Yata become a gentleman?"

"Beats me. He's been like that ever since she started working at the bar..."

Yata's quiet, but his face visibly reddens. ]

[ Breathing hard in her face and CURSING (She glares!!) now sticking up for her. She's a little shocked to hear the news and his defense.

He's trying to be a gentleman for her sake? Okay, most of the time he just FAILS SPECTACULARLY but the thought goes into it... ]

Relax.

[ Asuna says again. She doesn't want him to be something he's not, just for her sake. Even if she's a little touched he did. ]

... Thank you. [ Another mumble only for his ears. ]

[ His temperature? Through the roof. Yata doesn't even like this girl that much. Maybe!? He doesn't know, but she's so pretty and close and dammit, he can't stop smelling the sweet perfume she has on and—look, he's just really confused right now, okay!

But eventually? Eventually, the trip tires him out and he stops caring. His eyelids get heavier and heavier until they shut completely, giving him a much-needed rest. But that's not all that happens; he also slouches over, turning Asuna into a makeshift pillow as his forehead presses against her own. ]

[ Let Asuna teach you about hormones, Yata. They explain your symptoms. She makes sure she keeps her eyes everywhere but his face anyway. She told him to relax but it's actually pretty difficult when there's someone of the opposite gender right in front of you.

And then pressing foreheads against you.

She goes red and opens her mouth to tell him off and that she didn't mean to relax this much but his closed eyes and even breathing stops her. But this is so awkward, and her breathing is uneven because of it.

Instead of jostling him awake there's some shifting and adjusting so he's just on her shoulder instead. There. That's a little more acceptable. His hair tickles her neck though.

She's just going to STARE OUT THE WINDOW NOW and ignore the look Kamamoto is giving her from next to Yata. She doesn't have a soft spot for Yata because he helped her clean up the bar after her shift is over NOPE. ]

[ One moment he's asleep, and the next thing he knows, everyone's getting out of the van. The world seems to be on mute as he blinks blearily at the window. A cow...?

It's a cow. ]

Gyaaaah!

[ He nearly jolts out of his seat, pushing himself away from the window WHAT THE FUCK. ASUNA, ARE YOU SEEING THIS? Wait. ]

... We're here.

[ He almost forgot! The farm they were helping at was a dairy farm. ]

[ If anybody gave her any more looks she glares at them. Except Anna. Asuna just blushes and looks away when Anna looks at her and Yata sleeping on her shoulder. Feeling Yata breathe evenly, his warm body pressed against hers, she almost falls asleep too.

Not anymore though.She nearly screeches with him, yelping because it's CLOSE TO HER EAR. ]

Kyaaah!

[ And then HE gets one of her signature scowls. Who yells first thing in the morning? She unbuckles her seatbelt and starts shifting out of her seat but she throws one thing over her shoulder. ]

You have drool on the corner of your mouth, by the way.

[ Just don't look at the cow's face right outside the window, Asuna... ]

Huh? Oh. [ He wipes the drool off with the back of his wrist, embarrassment catching up to him right after. ] Ugh, I slept forever.

[ His pillow was kind of soft. They didn't have any pillows in the van, did they? ]

[ He took a good two hour nap on her YES. There are definitely no pillows in the van. She doesn't comment, finally looking out the window, as if distracted. ]

GYAAAH!

[ She stumbles back INTO HIM, landing on his lap. COW!? ]

[ He holds her shoulders by reflex. He wants to react to her (and he already is with the blush on his cheeks) but?? COW!! ]

That cow... It's always like this!

[ It's just munching on something with a bored expression. ]

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