peers over her shoulder, beer in hand.

doesn't look at her, she kept looking between the people and her sketch book. "What do you want?"

grins. "I love how you know it's me. I told you we have a connection~"

rolls her eyes. "I would have said it regardless of who was behind me." She began to shade the drawing.

leans down and quickly presses a kiss to her neck before pulling back with a grin. "You know you love me~"

gasps, the pencil sliding across the page in a wavy dark line. She stared at her paper in a little bit of shock. "Dammit Giselle!"

glances over at the drawing. "Erase it?"

frowns. "It goes through the whole damn drawing!" She closed the sketch book, clearly upset now.

didn't tell her to mess up her drawing. "Were you almost done?"

nods. "I was just fucking shading."

...holds out her beer. She didn't like sharing her alcohol. Especially now because this fucking camp was an alcohol-free zone. But she_

_felt a little guilty.

frowns and shakes her head. "I hate beer."

hums "What do you like?"

shrugs. "Wine."

hums~

looks at her. "What is the humming about?"

plotting. "Nothing~"

rolls her eyes. "Don't do anything stupid." She stated.

laughs. "Have I ever done anything stupid?"

shrugs. "I haven't known you long enough to judge. But probably."

laughs. "Well ja, I have. But still. This'll be fun"

looks up at her. "What the hell do you mean?"

ruffles her hair and smiles.

yelps and hits her with her sketch book.

cackles. "Oooh, fiesty."

glares. "Don't make me hit you again."

smiles sweetly. "Only if you hit hard~" >w>

hits her head harder. "You're such a pervert."

laughs, rubbing her head a little "Only for you, liebe~"

stares at her. "What does that mean?"

quirks an eyebrow "Only for you?"

shakes her head. "No I understand English perfectly fine. What does that word mean "Liebe" Or some shit like that."

grins cheekily. "You wanna know, huh?"

nods to her. "Tell me."

grins. "You really really wanna know?"

nods. "God dammit yes."

hums "I think I need payment for that information~"

rolls her eyes. "Like what?"

grins cheekily "A kiss~

rolls her eyes. "Fine."

wraps her arm around Chiara's waist, pulling her close and tilting her chin. "You'll love it. Trust me~"

gasps as she was touched and pulled close. "W-what are you doing?"

-"Taking my payment~" She pressed their lips together, keeping it light. She didn't want to scare Chiara off..

tenses up, it was different when someone was kissing her.

slides a hand into her hair, sighing softly and keeping the kiss gentle. Which was a mission in itself.

slowly kisses her back, then pulling away. "Okay. What does it mean?"

grins. "Aww, finished so soon?" She stole a peck, laughing victoriously. "It means 'love'. I used it like a pet name."

flushes at that. "I'm not your love!"

ruffles her hair "No?" She was teasing now.

nods to her trying to fix her hair, pulling her hand away form her curl. "Exactly. No."

didn't go near the weird curl, but she really wanted to touch it. "I think you are~"

doesn't trust anyone near her curl. Anywhere near her bangs she normally freaked out. "Why?"

shrugs "Why not? We click pretty damn well. I like everything about you, without your meds. You're totally hot, and so am I. I love your_

_attitude, and your temper is sexy."

flushes and looks at her sketch book. "You're so fucking crazy it isn't funny. I'm not hot, or sexy. Or anything like that."

snorts. "Have you looked in a mirror? At all?"

nods to her. "I have, and my sister is better. She smiles, she'd got a bigger chest. She just looks better." She only had the hips.

scoffs "Well I've never seen your sister, but unless she has a pair of C cups and your ass, and hair, and skin tone, and facial features.."

flushes at that. "Her hair and skin are lighter then mine, and her eyes are brownish. Not sure about her bra size, but my hips are bigger."

tries not to make an undignified noise. "Gott, you're to die for. She sounds plain, you're all..exotic and full of sexy."

looks down at her sketch book. "S-shut the hell up. We are pretty much the same. But her curl comes off the side of her head."

staring her down now, with more appreciation for her body. "What's with those curls anyways? Italian fashion statement?"

NOT look at her, she shrugged. "Just have 'em. I don't fucking know. We were born with these things."

..."Can I touch it?" She was still staring at Chiara's chest.

shakes her head. "No!"

looks up at her "Why not?"

huffs at her. "You just can't!"

..."Why?"

glares. "Because I said no. It's attached to me, so I decide." BT

.."You can molest my hair if you want."

shakes her head. "I don't want to. I don't want you touching it."

hums "What if you molest my hair without me touching yours?"

huffs a little. "Why would I want to do that?"

shrugs "Cause it's awesome? You said you liked it yourself. Cause it's not all.." normal? "Whatever"

shakes her head. "I don't want to."

pokes her cheek "Why?"

shoves her hand away. "Because it will give you incentive to touch my curl."

...takes Chiara's hand and places it on her own chest -w-

yelps, her face growing red. "W-what are you doing?!"

can now touch Chiara's chest in retaliation >D "Enjoy~"

glares at her. "T-the hell is your problem?!" She pulled her hand away.

doesn't think she has one. "Sexual frustration"

looks at her like she has two heads.

grins.

covers her face with her hands. "You're such a pervert."

laughs softly. "I can't help it when I'm around you"

rolls her eyes but looks at her, getting a little distracted -why did she have to be so pretty?!-

born this way. "You're gorgeous, you know.."

shakes her head. "N-no! I'm not!" She didn't think that way about her. "Sei bellissima..."

nods "You are. What's..that other word?"

frowns at her. "It's just a compliment, alright?"

hums "Oh? What does it mean?"

rolls her eyes. "It means you're beautiful."

grins. "I know~ But you are too!"

"Not really."

eyes her up for about the millionth time. "Ja. You really..really are"

huffs and shakes her head. "Pazzo."