[Umamusume] The Warmest Night

The warmest night

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Like a gentleman, Vodka holds the Ritto's door open for Daiwa Scarlet who is a bit light headed and taking her steps carefully. Vodka is also light headed, but she enjoyed the thrill and adrenaline rush. She's happy that she's gotten her license. All that's left is to save up enough money for a motorcycle, a used one would be great too depending on the conditions.

Daiwa Scarlet let her pride get the better of herself, agreeing to ride with Vodka on the idea of renting a motorcycle for the day. Still! Scarlet didn't wimp out and didn't complain today. Nope. She isn't scared of going above 10 the speed limit. Not at all. She didn't hold onto Vodka for dear life. None of that.

"My waist hurts. Remind me next time that for some reason, your hugs are crazy tight. It's like Oguri taught you a thing or two or something." Vodka tries to stretch and twist her body, her hips in place and her waist feeling much needed relief.

"What? I wasn't hugging- I mean, holding... it wasn't that hard and if it was then maybe I should be more gentle with a frail thing like you." Daiwa Scarlet gets a bit flustered, thinking back to hugging onto Vodka. Her arms secured around the tomboy's waist, her torso squishing against Vodka's back and holding onto dear life. So her attempt to coo and treat Vodka as if she's weaker, it wasn't remotely snarky.

It still works, getting under Vodka's skin. They're perfect for each other, even if neither of them will admit it.

"I'm frail?! Please, more like you have beastly arms or something." Vodka crosses her arms over her chest, taking a good look at Daiwa's slender arms that are just perfect for who she is. The epitome of being femininely perfect. Her lips slightly parts, unable to take her eyes off of Daiwa's figure.

"Uh huh." The double tiara winner rests her hands on her waist, being a bit smug to have caught Vodka ogling for a few seconds. "Well, thanks for the ride today, I guess. Dinner was also good, we should go there again." Scarlet flicks one her twin tails and walks pass by Vodka, having some flair and gratitude. Making the tomboy forget about how afraid her rival was during the motorcycle ride. So technically, Scarlet has won today...

"Damn it..." Vodka quietly grumbles out, not much else she can say here. Daiwa can be cool in her own ways, Vodka can't help but to maybe gush a bit. Just a bit. She won't admit to anymore than that. Not to Scarlet, not to you, me, or anyone.

"Come on Vodka. What are you waiting for?" Scarlet looks back, her tail swishing around impatiently. Momentarily, Vodka's ears bend down in annoyance, but she shakes it off and dashes forward to Scarlet, catching the tsundere by surprise too. "H-hey, Vodka! No running indoors. Unless you want a scolding from Kiseki..." Scarlet's annoyed voice tones down to something soft and warmer.

She returns the gesture, feeling Vodka taking her hand and holding it without saying much. They interlace their fingers until their palms meet, they can bicker and argue all they want but all is forgiven because of moments like these. Scarlet thinks to herself how cool and sometimes smooth Vodka can be, despite how childish and naive the tomboy tends to be. She won't admit to this, ever. Not to Vodka, you, me, or anyone.

They are perfect for each other. As close friends, rivals, and now lovers.

The warmth from the hand holding is nice and comforting. Neither spoke a word, but were happy with each other's company and whatever competition they had today, keeps them grounded as rivals who need each other. So no hard feelings, it won't carry over to ruin their relationship.