A/N: Hello~! I would first like to give credit where credit is due. This is Wishing-Fire's Memories Challenge. Maybe take some time to check out the other challenges on there too. They're pretty cool. Anyway, thank you for taking the time to read. Danke!
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He was as nervous as a puppy on bath day. With hands sweaty and knees wobbly, he made his way through the doors of the giant cafeteria. Sure, he was half an hour early, but that was better than being late, right? Breathing in deeply, he ruffled his light blonde spikes absent-mindedly. So much for looking presentable.
Sitting down, he checked to make sure the table he chose was out of the blinding sun and out of the way from annoying upperclassmen acting as though they owned the whole campus. Annoying stuck up jerks. He checked his phone for the fifth time since he sat down five minutes ago. He was to meet up with his normal lunch group today. Well, normal meant every other day for lunch and dinner. He was about to take a bite but froze when he saw a lone blue-haired female walk his direction. His heart immediately decided to accelerate to an unhealthy rate.
He was sure he was going to have a heart attack. Idiot, why are you feeling this way? You've only met her a few weeks ago. A frown formed but immediately melted into a slight smile when the young lady saw him. Waving, she hurried to the table.
"Looks like it's us two today. The other two had homework due in the next period and can't make it," she apologetically said to Cloud. As she sat down with her tray of food, Cloud couldn't help but catch a slight trace of light perfume. Heavenly. However, his train of thought was interrupted when he noticed a smirk playfully grace her face. "So, Cloud, how are you and you-know-who?"
"We are fine. I pretty much have given up on her," he quickly mumbled. "Definitely not going to that fancy play performance with her anymore."
"That's too bad," the girl quickly went back to enjoying her sandwich silently.
Cloud took a deep breath and studied her petite figure. He had been so nervous because he wanted, no needed, to know how she would respond to the news. He imagined the bluenett would send a signal that she was interested in him as he was in her. He was curious to know what she thought of him, and curiosity was killing him. Was he good? Bad? Did she think he was cute? Handsome? Too short? More importantly, would she be his date for this special play?
It was tradition for the students to attend this event and dress up in formal clothes, which was very annoying for Cloud; but this was a chance to maybe get one "date" with her. It was now or never; he had to get tickets today. He had to know if he had a chance with her.
Her. Aqua.
"Yes?" Aqua asked with excitement in her eyes. He mentally shook his head; he was just imagining and getting his hopes up. Then, he realized he had said her name out loud. It was now or never.
"A-aqua," he winced at that embarrassing crack in his voice. "Are you going with anyone to the play?"
She playfully (painfully, according to later accounts) paused for (more than) a few seconds. "No, I was just planning to go with roommates. I mean, no one has asked me yet." This surprised him.
"Really?"
"Well, yes, unless you are planning on asking me to go," That spark of excitement in her eyes was back, accompanied with a full-on smirk. He had to laugh softly at that.
"Well, it looks like I am."