I am SO late posting this sorry guys.

Disclaimer: I own the OC's and... Thx to my friend Val for helping me write this it's as much hers as it is mine. I don't own Marvel that's Stanley.

A/N I wrote this for a girl I like before... Never mind just enjoy.

Ataro and Betsalel are training in the asgardian training yard They're practicing their fighting skills, going back and forth with powerful swords
Not Bad Ataro Besalel jabs at Ataro's open between her sword and shield But not good enough.
Ataro grunts in frustration and lunges at Betsalel You haven't seen me at my best yet!
Betsalel Catches the lunge and grunts I know I'm looking forward to it.
Ataro smiles and skillfully flicks her wrist, dislodging Betsalel's sword but only for a second I hope you are.
Betsalel catches his sword Oh Really? Betsalel lunges at Ataro
Ataro holds her sword in a block, catching the full blow of the attack and stumbles backwards Oomf!
Betsalel takes a step back and charges taking advantage of Ataro's disoriented state he sidesteps around her Watch your back!
*she jumps up and swings madly* don't get used to that!
He dodges to the side I won't but you should get used to this. He kicks her legs knocking her down and points his sword towards her throat I win.
she grunts I hate losing! But I'm happy for you she smirks
Thanks but that was close. He holds out his hand to help her up
she takes his hand and gets up it was close, you just got lucky.
He laughs Maybe or maybe your distracted.
Distracted by what? She sheathes her sword and brushes herself off and Betsalel sighs You don't remember?
Oh yeah *She digs her toe into the dirt and starts to walk toward the
entrance to a large building He chases after her* Where you going?
Inside for some food, I'm famished She pushes the door open with Betsalel still following looking very disappointed
Oh, sorry.. She looks down uncomfortably.
Do you really not remember what today is?
Sorry, I'm horrible at dates.
That's ok. Just please remember
She looks really guilty I'm trying...
He puts his arm around her I know you are. I'm sorry.
It isn't your fault sorry I have a really horrible memory.
You don't have a bad memory. Your nervous and your not good in that situation.
She smiles slightly Thanks...
He Smiles at her Your welcome now what do you want to eat?
Anything, I'm famished.
Alright then sit down I'll get you something.
Okay, thanks
Welcome She sits down and he walks off to make an order. She crosses her arms and stares out the window while she waits
Done it. He says walking back Should be out in a little bit.
Great, what'd you get?
What's your favorite dish here?
The chicken thing... You know what its called.
I do. So guess what I got?
I am many things, but psychic is not one of them. You should probably just tell me.
Your no fun. I got your favorite.
she laughs and smiles thanks very much.
He smiles with her. Your welcome.
Here it comes! A young waiter comes by carrying a platter of food in one hand and places it on the table in front of us Your order sir and Mad'am.
Thank you. The waiter puts the food in front of the two people. He nods, smiles and walks away This looks excellent.
Yes it does.
Ataro picks up her fork and takes a bite it tastes excellent as well!
I'm glad you like.
I do, thanks for buying it. What'd you get?
Some spicy grilled cheese.
I bet mines better, she says teasingly.
Want to test that theory?
Certainly.
Alright then. He hands her a piece of the sandwich Test it.
She takes it, examines it for a moment then pops it into her mouth...Wow.
Do you like it?
Its really good... Here, try the chicken. she hands him a bit on with her fork. He takes a bite That's pretty good too.
Glad you're enjoying my food.
Hey your enjoying mine. They both laugh
Well I suppose fair is fair. she smirks.
Yep.
Ataro smiles and looks at the clock We have ten minutes to finish up.
Betsalel groans Already? Oh well.
Yeah I hate being pressed for time. She shovels more food into her mouth. Betsalel finishes his food So do I.
The pressure! She finishes her food in a rush and drums her fingers on the table.
Careful.
Sorry I'm just impatient.
It's ok. I just don't want you to hurt yourself.
By tapping my fingers against wood?
It sounded pretty hard on the wood.
Am I that strong? She picks her hand up off the table and examines it intensely Finding five small dents where her fingers where
Apparently.
Wow.
Yep. We should go.
You're right She stands.
See you tomorrow?
Certainly She smiles
See you then.

~END CHAPTER~