[Juneberry]

Sayaku chuckled. "Well, glad you don't think my eyes are strange. Most people do- though that's also because it's fairly uncommon to have blue eyes when you have brown hair. My sister got mom's eyes and i got neither. It's sort of funny that way." He smiled a bit, thinking about it. "Dad had brown eyes- well, they were rather red actually. Mom had green. I guess somehow I got to be unique in the family."

Looking at his friend, he smiled a bit again. "It's not a problem. We all have habits that aren't always common. And as an artist, the one you have makes complete sense. I know for me, I tend to tap my foot to some sort of beat whether there's music around or not. It just always keeps me going somehow."

[Honor]

Olivia grinned. "Unique is good. I'm the only blonde in my imediant family. I inherited it from my grammy-er grandmother." She corrected herself. Grammy was common way to refer to ones grandmother were she was from.

She laughed at his comment. "At least your habit doesn't involve randomly touching people faces... or arms, hands, or feet... st people don't appreciate their personal space being invaded by a random g-" Her mouth moved as if to say girl but she caught herself just in time. "-uy"

[Juneberry]

"I suppose they wouldn't, most of 'em. Guys don't want to be touched by other guys or girls without reason, and I suppose girls wouldn't want it either really. It must be a difficult habit to work with, but still, people should understand if they get to know you long enough that it's just a habit. It's not easy to control such things, now is it?"

[Honor]

She grinned. "I do try a bit harder when I'm in public, but when I'm relaxed with someone like this... well it's just a bit more difficult is all." She said, remembering all the times she had randomly grabbed her friends without giving it a second thought. They, fortunately, were used to it.

"Mostly I just grab hands anymore. They're my weakness with drawing. I'm trying to improve on that." Her eyes looked down at his hands for a fraction of a second, as if she wanted to take them, but she didn't move. She had touched him enough for one day, and while none of it seemed to bother him she wasn't sure she should be so at ease with it. She had good self control and she doubted she would do anything to out the fact that she was a girl, but attraction was a powerful thing and not to be trifled with.

[Juneberry]

"Ever since I was small I was looked at as strange, particularly by the farm animals, because I'd be tapping my foot to a beat even while working. Actually I think the chickens got nervous when I did that, but I couldn't help it." A chuckle escaped him as he listened more carefully to what Oliver said. "Hands, huh? Well, I think girls like holding hands so you shouldn't have problem with having a girlfriend in that case."

He chuckled a bit more. Somehow, he wasn't sure what it would be like for Oliver to have a girlfriend- he seemed more comfortable with guys much like Sayaku was. Ruffling the boy's hair, Sayaku grinned. "I feel like writing a song for some reason. Wanna help?"

[Honor]

Olivia nearly chocked on her laugh when he mentioned her getting a girlfriend. She smiled for a moment as if it were the most hilarious thing in the world, but then she wiped it off her face realizing he might think that was strange. "Ah, I'm not so into the girlfriend thing... it's not that I have trouble talking to them or anything, quite on the contrary, but I see them more as friends I guess. Ah..." She bit her lip gently, realizing she digging herself into a bigger hole the more she talked. "I guess I... just haven't met one I'm interested in." She said finally, it was truth. It was also the truth that she never would meet a girl she was interested in.

She grinned. "I'd love to help." But now her mind was wondering. "What about you? Thinking about getting a girlfriend any time soon?" She asked him. A sharp twinge poked at her stomach, but she beat it back. Just because she was his roommate gave her no right to feel possessive of him at all.

[Juneberry]

"Not really. Unless I find a girl that somehow doesn't make me uneasy, which is difficult, it'll be a while before I can even look at girls that way. But that's fine with me. I have some friends that are girls since the incidents, and I have my sister, but I'm not really worried about dating. It tends to be a bit problematic for me anyway, since I go back and forth a lot between visiting my parents, my sister and working on my music." He chuckled a bit before shaking it off.

"I have a tune in mind. I'd like to play it for you, and you can tell me what it makes you think about. I think I can make words for it if you tell me how it makes you feel with just the music alone. Care to take on that task?" Before he could answer, of course, Sayaku already took his guitar into his hands and began to strum delicate chords that flowed easily, taking drastic turns once in a while from upbeat to slightly solemn, but never in a way that seemed out of sorts. When he was done, he played an ending chord and stared at his friend. "Ideas?"

[Honor]

Olivia watched as he went to his guitar and listened as he played. Like before she could feel the music flow through her. It was magical, filling her with it's rhythm. Her mouth hung open slightly and her eyes did not leave him. The music was sweet and happy. When he finished Olivia found it hard to speak for a moment.

"I-It was beautiful." She said after moment. "It makes me think of sunshine and lemonade and..." She hesitated before saying the rest, as if speaking the words might ruin the mood the music had created. "And love, and hope, and wanting to be loved." She bit her lip gently again, a nervous habit.

[Juneberry]

"Olive that's great!" He clapped easily, writing the notes down on a staff he drew so swiftly it was hard to tell what it was. Under each staff he'd write words, all of which pertained to the things his friend had said.

The story was about meeting on a sunny day as children, one running a lemonade stand, and then comparing the speaker in the song to a lemon who was sour to someone, but wanted to love them and hoped to be loved in return. Finishing this, he shoved the paper at his friend eagerly. "Tell me how it is! Does the story in the words flow well? Does it fit your image?"

[Honor]

Olivia read the sheet of paper with eager eyes. She drank in the words, letting the pictures play themselves in her head. "Yes." She breathed with satisfaction. "It's perfect." Her voice was breathless and she looked up at Saya's eyes. Her own eyes sparkled. "Why don't we sing it? I mean I'm not great, but my voice is higher so it would work well for harmonization."
((sorry, short post))

[Juneberry]

"I think it'd be better if I focused on playing guitar this time. This song makes more sense for a higher voice anyway. Besides...I'll mess up if I multitask when the song's still fresh." He chuckled a bit, adding, "If, of course, you don't mind singing on your own. I'd like to hear it."

[Honor]

"Oh, sure, I'd be happy to." She said, slightly nervous, but willing enough. She was suddenly very glad her mother had taken her to singing lessons when she was little. Though a part of her realized this was a dangerous venture. Saya knew her voice was higher but when she sang the girlieness might be more apparent. "That is if you don't mind my voice."

[Juneberry]

"I don't mind it at all. Well, I don't mind your speaking voice...So I doubt your singing voice would bother me all that much." Smiling, Sayaku began to start the earlier set of chords before nodding to his friend. "When you're ready."

[Honor]

Olivia took a deep breath, and sang. Her voice was soft and gentle carrying happiness and childhood memories in it's tone. By no means was it perfect, but the singing lessons had done her well enabling her to keep in tune with the music. Her voice was also very feminine, but she hoped Saya would be to into his music to notice. Now that she had word to put to the music the song felt more complete and words rolled from her tongue with ease. She felt warmth spread through her heart and as she sand she came to sit by Sayaku feeling peaceful. When she was finished the silence seemed deafening. "Every time you play I can't help but be amazed." She said in a soft whisper.

[Juneberry]

He chuckled a bit after having heard her, though barely, whispering those words. "Well that makes me glad. It means I'm doing a good job. As a musician, if I have an impact on the listener I'm pleased." Grinning, he put his guitar next to him and stretched upwards. "You did a great job singing it too. And it flowed perfectly when it's put together. It's a great relief that it turned out well."

[Honor]

Olivia smiled. "It really is something." She said closing her eyes for moment. When she opened them she saw Saya stretching and her eyes lingered on the small line skin on his stomach that was made visible for the briefest of moments. Then she turned away. They had been to close tonight and knew better than to push her luck any further. Though she was slightly put out that he didn't seem attracted to her at all despite his acknowledgement of her femininity. "It's getting late... I should shower." She said, though she was reluctant to move from his side.