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Ibuki was always moving. Peko at first thought it was just the music inside her jumping out but as she spent time with her she found it must be something else. Peko certainly was not as musically inclined as Ibuki was and she found herself replicating her movements in her private time… she didn’t want her partner (a new concept for Peko all together!) to feel she was being mocked. However, in her own room in Jabberwock Island, she would move her hands, stomp her feet, and trill in the same manner. It was relaxing after a long day.
Ibuki never kept things hidden. While she seemed even more energetic, if that was possible, with Peko she would still have movement around everyone. No one seemed to mind, even Hiyoko who usually had a snarky reply for everything (though, that snarky girl did seem to enjoy Ibuki’s music whole heartedly, perhaps that was why). However, Peko could only dream of being so open. She was always taught to restrict and hold back herself. She was to move only when absolutely necessary and always to stay silent. The silence had never bothered her…
“Young Master?” She was still close with Fuyuhiko, even if their dynamic had changed. He made it clear she needn’t be his tool but she always fell into old habits. “What do you think of Ibuki?”
“I think you two are great together,” He said earnestly “Did something happen between you two?”
“No, we are very happy. It’s just… do you think she moves oddly?”
“Oddly?” This seemed to throw him for a moment “She’s always bouncing. But, y’know Kazuichi is always jumping around getting scared at the slightest thing. Gundham is always moving his scarf- I catch myself bouncing my leg more and more. I suppose we all move in our own way.”
“Do you think, if I moved the same way as her, people would notice? Do you think she would be upset?”
“Peko, maybe you should talk to her about it. If anyone gives you flack, you can always come to me, but go discuss this with your girlfriend.”
She took his words to heart, she went to speak with Ibuki. She was always happy to see her, the musician running up and tightly squeeze-hugging her. Peko did her best to hug her back.
“Ibuki, we need to discuss something. It’s nothing bad but it’s something personal,” Peko said.
“Okie-doki-wokey-poki!” To emphasize the ‘poki’ she poked Peko. “Ibuki is listening with all her ears, seeing with all her eyes, and only smelling with half a nose because allergies!”
“Good. You move a lot like this,” Peko demonstrated by flapping her arms and Ibuki followed “I like to do this too… is that okay with you?”
“Ibuki gets a stimming pal and a girlfriend in Peko? That is super awesome!” She then proceeded to run in a random direction “Peko comes with Ibuki! Let's go!”