Breaking The Barriers| Private with Yata! :3

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    Ashlee just smiled softly as she looked up at Damien and her eyes widened. She could see joy in those eyes of hi and the sun shining down on him, making his sun a lighter shade. Her cheeks were red as she looked down to hide her red cheeks. She was more than grateful when she saw the destination of a clothing shop appeared in her eyes and the female looked up at him. "Clothes shopping?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "You picked the wrong girl, Kerine is the one with the fashion sense."

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    Ashlee just hopped off of Damien's bike and looked up at the clothing store. She wrinkled her nose at all of the shifty eyes directed to the beautiful black bike on the sidewalk and some already were wringing their hands tightly and nervously. "Come on Damien." She whispered as she grabbed onto Damien's arms and dragged him into the shop. Her eyes widened at all the sleek new items and the several gorgeous men posing in the posters that sent the young Shadow Huntress blushing faintly.

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    "N-No..." Ashlee whispered as she looked away. "N-No... Besides I know it's just photo editing and all that... I prefer the real deal anyway." She grumbled as her cheeks were a few colour of red. Noticing that Damien had already several pieces of clothes, she started pushing him towards the changing room. "Go on Damie! You should go on ahead and model for me instead of the picture." She teased as she sat down on the plush red velvet seat the store supplied.

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    The last person in the Winters line's face flushed when Damien walked out. Her fists tightened and her eyes widened when Damien walked out. Her eyes just looked everywhere that is not Damien's beautiful eyes... Did Ashlee seriously called Damien's eyes beautiful? Her cheeks flushed darker at his question as she shakily scoffed. "S-Shut up." She grumbled as she just looked away. "... It looks nice on you." She was embarrassed at herself for thinking that Damien was good looking, and Damien knew it.

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    Ashlee walked on over to where Damien was as she stood next to him and she yawned softly. She looked up st Damien when he started asking the question and shrugged her shoulders. "Well... Not much actually... Thankfully. Although aside from me accompanying you on errands... Alucard and Karl should be cleaning their rooms. Max should be reading and Kerime should be shopping." She said as she thought of the mocha coloured skin female who looked exactly like her mother. "What do you think of Kerine anyway? She looks to be very interested in you."

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    A soft laugh escaped her as she shook her head. "Kerine... Well... She has all the things girls want, flawless skin, big brown eyes and tanned skin with that silky and luscious long brown hair. She also has height and a confident personality." She then had a thought that made her nose scrunched up. Everythint I'm not. Shaking her head, she looked in over to Damien and let out a shaky laugh. She took a step closer to the counter when the queue became shorter. "Too bad for Oli though, Kerine has many suitors from all races. Like her mother."

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    Ashlee just chuckled softly and shrugged her shoulders. "Oli is like a brother to me. The Lightwood and Herondales are like one big family to me, they have been ever since they picked a four year old crying female up on the doorsteps of the Institute and raised her ever since." Her lips curled into a gentle and small smile when she thought of it. Her cheeks flushed when Damien winked at her and she looked on over to the ground. "... Shut up Trelfo." She grumbled as she followed him out of the shop and her stomach grumbled. Her eyes widened and her cheeks only flushed darker in embarrassment. "Wanna go and grab something to eat? I'm kind of hungry now." She said with a small sheepish smile. "One thing that Isabelle passed on me is the passion for music. She wanted wher children to be proficient in music but considering that the only talent they have is shadow hunting and their looks, she lost hope in them." She said jokingly.

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    Ashlee's eyes hardened when Damien started talking about how she arrived when she was six. Memories of a small little girl shivering due to the cold water on her body. She then paused before she remembered all those times where the Lightwood began treating her as one of their own, when Henri and her would get into trouble exploring the Instutute when they're younger. A chuckle escaped her as she walked beside Damien, "Of course. I'm glad things changed from them. Come on, let's go. I'm starving!" She exclaimed as she grabbed into Damien's arm and practically dragged him to the cafe.

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    OOC: listening to the Fifty Shades of Grey soundtrack, I'm sorry, but it reminds me too much of Yoite and Asyline XD
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    Ashlee raised an eyebrow as she laughed softly and she followed after him and sat down on a chair opposite Damien. She could hear some grunts behind her when Damien flipped his hair and she turned to see saw several girls that looked about the same age as her sending winks to the male. The SHADOWHUNTER chuckled as she looked up at her friend. "Looks like you've gained quite a fair bit of attention." She teased. She then looked at the menu before shrugging, "Yeah cafe food is great and all but homemade food is the best, especially Aunty Clary's... She always does cook the best in the household... But don't ever, ever try Isabelle's food... You'll have a distorted stomach."

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    Ashlee snorts at this statement of the mortals not able to take his good looks, but Ashlee had to admit that it was slightly true. To her at least. She looked through the menu while listening attentively to what Damien was talking as she shrugged her shoulders. "Well... I really enjoyed those meals a lot, even watching Isabelle trying to cook. She just really put in effort." She said as she looked up and gestures to the waiter to take their order. A tall male with clear blue eyes and messy black hair walked on closer as his bored expression perked up when he saw the female shadowhunter. "What can I get for a beautiful mademoiselle like you."

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