1 on 1 romance rp please?

(How would she be used to sitting on her knees?)

Yukimura smiled slightly and nodded. "Bath first, then change of clothes," he replied as his mother hurried off to make the tea. Introductions were in order, and that was what needed to be taken care of before anything else. "O-namae wa nan desu ka?" he asked, slipping into his native tongue for a moment. "Your name?" he tried once more in English.

(Okay. I'm not. I wish I were able to sit like that, but alas, I cannot. XD However, I don't think anyone who has just went through her ordeal would be acting so calm and offering language classes. Just saying. She'd probably be looking for someone who could help her, if not someone to explain what's going on. After all, he's learning English as he trains as a samurai.)

"Becce Hart-o," Yukimura repeated. Because the Japanese language never ended in a hard consonant like T, he added the extra O when pronouncing her name. It was something everyone did. It didn't change the meaning of the name, but just made it a little more comfortable to say. Giving a small, half bow from his kneeling position, he introduced himself. "Oda Yukimura," he said, glancing back at her. "Yuki." He decided that since she had not spoken a word of Japanese that his full name might be hard for her to say. So he shortened it down to his childhood name before his training of a samurai began.

(It's fine, and actually, he did, but given that she's confused, it fits. XD)

"You are in Kakunodate," Yukimura replied. He had stated the name of the town earlier, but he didn't blame her for not remembering. He himself was confused by her presence here, and he couldn't imagine how she must be feeling or thinking. At the same time, his mother walked back into the room.

The woman knelt down beside her son after setting the tea cups and kettle, each painted with designs of cherry blossoms. She then leaned over to pour Becca a cup of tea. Only once she was served did she pour herself and her son a cup as well. Yukimura spoke to her, telling her their guest's name. His mother looked at her and smiled. "Oda Kiko," she introduced herself. She might not know English, but she could still be polite to offer the girl her name.

"Kiko," His mother corrected with a patient smile. In Japan, the family name or surname was always spoken first. Something that the rest of the world did differently. Oda was the shared name of her husband's family, but to be fair, many people used the family name when addressing a person they are not familiar with. Only family and close friends would use their personal name, and Kiko felt that if the girl would be staying with them, she could call her by her family name.

Yukimura had to keep himself from giving a smile of amusement. She had asked the same question only minutes before. He would have figured she be more worried about how she ended up in his town than about the clothes she wore. Turning to his mother, he asked her if Becca would be able to borrow any clothes.

Kiko nodded in response. If she herself didn't have anything that would fit the girl, she knew one of her son's might. The other three sons of the house were younger than Yukimura, ages being 12, 9, and 5. Sure the second eldest would have something for her to borrow.

There were a few words in her sentence that he was unfamiliar with, but Yukimura got the gist of what was said. He nodded to her as his mother stood.

Kiko motioned for Becca to follow as she left the eating room to the baths.

It wasn't a long trip to the bath room. The room was small with only a small wooden tub placed in the center of the room. What looked to be a water pump was placed to one side. Had they lived closer to one of the hot springs, they wouldn't even have had the tub, but since they didn't, the simple pump brought in water from a well near the house. Of course, it wouldn't be warm water unless they boiled it, but it would do for the time being.

Kiko brought the girl a towel and cloth to bathe with before starting to fill the tub. It didn't take long to fill the small tub. Once filled, the woman smiled and gestured for Becca that she could bathe as she saw fit. Then, the she walked over to the door to let her know she would be leaving her to her privacy.

(Should we skip to when she's done?)

(Mind starting?)

By the time Becca had finished her bath, the rest of the family had returned home. Yukimura and his mother were welcoming home his father and youngest three sons as they returned from the field. They had all gathered in the dining area where Becca had been seated to drink her tea.

(Aw, I hope you feel better!)

It was one of the youngest boys who spotted Becca. He pointed to the girl in the doorway and spoke quickly in Japanese. Every eye turned to her. Kiko stood and walked over to her, smiling and gesturing for her to join them back at the table.

Yukimura stood as well to make room for their guest. "This is my family," he told her, having difficulty pronouncing a few of the letters since they were not some that was commonly used in his own language.

Once she has sat down, Yukimura sat down beside her before introducing the other members of the family. "Oda Tadayoshi," he began with his father, who nodded in response to his name, then stated his brothers' names in order from oldest to youngest, "Oda Kazuma, Oda Toki, Oda Kenta."

Yukimura relayed her message to them, and it was his father that replied. While the man was a sinple farmer, he had picked up a word or two from traders that visited the town. "You welcome," he stated, his words even more choppy and heavily accented than his son's. "Please, uh, stay, enjoy."

"He welcomes you to our home," Yukimura clarified in case she might have difficulty understanding.

Yukimura translated her words to his father, and the man simply nodded. His next words that were spoken caused Kiko to rise from her spot and head into the kitchen. "He said we can talk more over dinner," Yukimura told Becca. "Then we can figure out how to help you."