"It has to make sense, does it make sense?"

His hands fell from my own, eyes flitted to the ground. It seemed that it didn't. He was confused, couldn't comprehend what it was I was saying to him. I couldn't blame him, in his shoes, I would be just the same, if not worse. I was thankful, however, that he wasn't lashing out as others have done in the past. I was thankful that he wasn't disgusted with me, I was thankful that he didn't direct hate toward me for being honest with him. He was someone that I held dear to me.

"Kaiba, I.. I don't know what to say."

A hand scratched at the back of his neck, his face held nothing that I could read, his face was empty, he didn't much care for me, I could see that now. My feelings were one sided, I looked like a fool. All my flirtations had merely seemed to be insults, taunts, jabs, and hatred to him. I was left feeling hopeless, there wasn't a chance in the world he would ever agree to a date, there wasn't a chance in the world that he would ever agree to be anything to me other than a fantasy. He would never be more than a dream, a hope, nothing else.

"I should go."

He stopped me, held onto my wrist, why did he? Why didn't he let me leave, why didn't he allow me the privilege of forgetting this encounter, forgetting that this had ever happened. I didn't need to keep my embarrassment in mind any longer, I didn't want that, I wanted to forget all about this, but he wouldn't let me.

"I don't know how you can ask that of me so early on, Kaiba."

He was right, I was foolish. I shouldn't have expected anything from him, I shouldn't have thought that he would say yes to my proposal. I should have known the answer would have been no.

"At least take me to dinner first."

The concept was foreign to me, a completely alien territory. Was he asking me on a date? Was he asking for me to take him to dinner? It was a step down, but it would have to do. I would just have to suck it up, keep things in the rather dull order most people took them in.

"I mean, Jesus, I'm not just gonna drop my shit and marry you on the fucking spot."

I nodded, that was understandable, most people didn't want to skip those steps, most people weren't as rushed as I was. A date or two, then I'd ask again. I was certain he was the one for me, I already knew.

"Dinner first?"

He nodded.

"Dinner first."