Okay, people. This chapter is going to be a bit crappy, but I was in a rush, and I didn't want to bother having to write my final draft, so I'm just going to put in my first one. Tell me if I had done any mistakes, and advise me on how to improve, okay? I'd really appreciate it. Thanks.

"How do I look?" asked Jill as she came out from the dressing room and showed Chris her gown. It was a beautiful midnight blue, the hem reaching her knees and the cloth hanging on to her curves. It was in contrast with her blonde-brown hair, and the spaghetti shoulder straps showed her smooth, pale skin.

Chris's jaw dropped.

"…." He was speechless. Now, more than ever, he really wanted to ask her to the ball.

"Um…Chris?" Jill looked at him, his mouth agape.

"Oh, no," she said, her face turning into a look of dismay. "I look horrible, don't I? Let me go change-"

"No! It looks perfect on you!" Chris blurted out, snapping from his reverie and fantasies of him and Jill dancing in the moonlight together. God, he better keep his hormones in check.

"I do?" she asked, her cheeks starting to turn a light pink.

"Yeah! You should get it."

Jill smiled, the pink turning red on her cheeks as she looked away to hide her embarrassment.

"I'll buy it for you," Chris got up to go and pay for the items they were about to purchase.

"But Chris-"Jill began to protest, only to be cut off by him saying, "Jill, you know you don't have that much money. The BSAA only agreed to pay the rent for your apartment and-no, don't interrupt me!" he added, as Jill opened her mouth to say something. She closed it, clearly looking frustrated. He gave her an amused smile.

"Listen, think of this as a gift for saving my life, alright?" he said, his smile softening as she gave him a pout.

"But you saved my life too." She noted.

"Well, how about this: you gave me and Sheva information about how to kill Wesker, then saved our lives a second time from him. There you go." He smirked as Jill stood there looking stunned.

"Fine…"she grumbled, but then said, "I'll pay you back soon enough."

Chris just smiled at her as he paid for his tux and her dress. He noticed Jill staring off into the distance, and he looked at the direction she was staring at. A café? Was she thirsty?

But she had that far away look in her eyes….

'Must be thinking of what kind of coffee to pick,' he thought and chuckled to himself.

"Chris…who are you going to ask to the ball?"

He was surprised to hear this. Looks like she wasn't thinking of coffee after all.

"Well…"he hesitated to tell her. But now might be the right time to ask her, even though it wasn't so romantic, but Jill hates being spoiled anyway…

"I wanted to ask y-"he was interrupted by a voice.

"Jill? Jill Valentine?"

Jill turned around to see a man Chris had thought as a potential rival earlier…

Carlos Oliveira.

"Um, yeah, that's me…er…"Jill looked at the man who rushed towards them, holding a paper bag. He looked familiar…

"Wow, you don't remember me? That hurts, chika." He said, grinning as Jill's eyes widened.

"Carlos! It's been a long time!" she laughed and hugged him in a friendly way. He hugged her back and she broke away to look at him.

He had become buff, like Chris(but Chris was buffer) and his skin had gone darker. His hair was still flipped at the ends with the exception of a few little spikes here and there. He looked handsome.

"Whoa, chika! You look as stunning as ever!" he exclaimed, taking a proper look at her.

"Thanks. You too." She smiled at him.

Meanwhile, Chris was staring at all this in disbelief. 'What?'

"Oh, hey Chris! How's it going?" Carlos asked when he noticed Chris looking a wee bit frustrated.

"Just fine, Oliveira. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" Chris answered, trying to keep his cool. Obviously he was failing miserably. Carlos looked surprised, because back at the BSAA headquarters, Chris usually greeted his colleagues warmly.

"W-ell, someone woke on the wrong side of the bed today," he commented, and was awarded a death glare from him.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Why are you here?" Chris nearly growled. If he asked a straight question, he wanted a straight answer. And Carlos was interrupting his quality time spending with Jill by taking her away from him and not giving a damned straight answer to his straight question!

"Oh!" he laughed and smacked his forehead. "I was given a day off. Well, everybody was. To get ready for tomorrow, you know."

"Oh, we were too! We already finished buying. Are you done yet?" Jill asked, and he nodded, holding up the bag he held earlier.

"Hey, I was about to go grab some lunch. Wanna join me?" he asked, motioning towards a nearby restaurant.

"Sure." She said, and at the same time Chris said, "No."

Both looked surprised at his answer. "Why not?"

"Well…" he struggled to come up with an answer. "We've already finished shopping, and I'd like to go now, so…"

"Okay then. You can go home if you really want to. I'll see you later." Jill smiled at him and was about to go with Carlos when Chris gritted his teeth and said, "On second thought, I'll just join you. I'm not that good at cooking anyway."

Tell me what you think. Too long? Too short? Too crappy?

Anyway, please advise me on improving. If my story's ok, I'll keep writing, but if it's not, I might have to edit it first before I post it. T_T

Anyway,

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-Kira131