Author's note: This is a Nakita X Dikay one shot. Dikay belongs to Eclair1238 Nakita is mine D
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Today was beautiful! Not too hot, not too cold. Clear, blue sky. Bright sun and light breeze.
Well actually the breeze felt strong since Nakita sat in her boyfriend's red convertible (Top down of course!). Her white hair whipped furiously around her face as she tucked it back into a ponytail to tame it before it grew. She always was nervous when he drove because he insisted on having his arm around her, acting as if a bird would swoop her away. The bird seemed a lot less scary then them getting in a car accident because he drove with one hand. Well that was her opinion at least. She took her big, black shades and put them over her eyes. They were going out for one of her sweet sins. Ice cream with strawberries. When she caught the side of the parlor she giggled with joy. He smirked and pulled into a parking place right by the entrance. As she lifted her shades onto the top of her head, she exposed to her bright blue eyes to the world. Guys nearby whistled and hooted and Dikay shot them a death look. All Nakita could do was roll her eyes and get out of the car. She wore a dark blue tube top with black capri's (Her favourite outfit besides her pajamas). He got out and locked the car immediately gluing himself to her side and entering the parlor. She wandered to a table as he got in line.
Five agonizing minute later, he arrived and placed her ice cream and strawberries infront of her. She giggled and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled and sat across from her with his sweet sin, chocolate ice cream.
He watched her like a hungry hawk. He couldn't be happier she was his. He watched as her pale lips kissed the surface of the sweet fruit then bit down. She smiled at the taste then looked at him.
"Want some?"
Oh god yes… he thought. Instead he replied,
"I don't like fruit."
She pouted then continued indulging. As she took a tiny bite she glanced at him, a mischievous glint shining. All he had was a second to blink as she leaned across the table and pressed her lips against his, her hands gently on his cheeks. As his face flushed, she opened his lips with her tongue then put the piece of strawberry in his mouth, forcing him to eat it. He had been happy to volunteer to take her out, but he didn't like the girls that bothered him, except he didn't mind when she bothered him of course. As he swallowed it down, he smiled at her.
"Maybe fruit isn't so bad."