I wanna personally thank Cyeshinni for helping me with this chapter. I know I am kinda pathetic. ::haha:: I can't come up with ideas on my own.
"Eto..." I said slowly. I was still nervous and I was wringing my fingers together in the palm of my hand. I was trying to avoid looking at Yami. We had gotten kicked out of the theatre because of Yami's crazed outburst at the guy who was farting. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I was recalled what had happened between the two of them. It was a terrifying memory.
"I'm sorry." It was the second time that Yami had apologized that night, but I had not yet become accustomed to it. I looked up at him and saw that he looked genuinely apologetic. He looked disappointed and... was that remorse I saw written in his face? "I wanted to have a good time with you tonight, Yuugi." My heart jolted and I felt a fire on my cheeks. He wanted to spend time with me? What was he talking about? Was this really my Yami? Was I dreaming these things? But I was not dreaming. "Can I... can I make it up to you?" I was speechless and he must have taken it as a reply of my mind being indecisive, because he suggested almost pleadingly, "We can go to the pizzaria. I'll pay."
When I found my voice again, I smiled and nodded my head. "Hai." I replied. I jumped up beside him and put my arm around his. I could tell that he wanted to pull away but he must have still felt guilty about what had happened, because, for the second time that night, he let me stay by him. Giddy, I was estatic that I had a second chance to turn this date around. No matter what it took, I was determined to make this date a good one.
As the door opened to the lovely establishment known as Pizza Hut (A/N: I have no clue if they have any Pizza Huts in Japan... just please work with me) I was wafted with the intoxicating smell of melting mozzerella, spicy tomatoes and oregano. The entire effect of it was enough to knock me backwards and make my mouth water. I had not realized how hungry I truly was until I entered that resturaunt. I found myself pulling at Yami's shirt sleeve. "Yami..." I whined. "I'm starving!"
"I know!" He hissed. "Just relax, hikari!" Something about his tone made me shut up instantly. I felt somewhat deflated, but as I looked up at him I still found myself smiling. We had to wait in line after three other customers (who turned out to be all together) and then we were met by the hostess.
As we walked to the hostess' podium, I happened to look up and see beauty beyond anything I had seen before. Considering my only real alternative choice was Anzu, one could understand why I thought this hostess beautiful. She seemed to even possess within her a more pure and innocent beauty than Mai. Yami may have noticed my pull towards her because all of a sudden, he became very huffy and moody.
"Just the two of you for dinner?" She asked with a dazzling smile. I was about to open my mouth and reply happily but Yami cut me off by snapping,
"Yes. Just the two of us."
"Very well." She smiled broadly. Picking up two menus, she then turned her back on us and gestured us to follow her as she led us to our table. As Yami and I walked side by side, I shot him a somewhat demanding questionable look, wanting to know what his problem was. Yami never looked over at me, however, because he kept his eyes on the hostess ahead of us who swayed her hips back and forth. I could see the vein protruding on his forehead again and I felt the usual tingly feeling of nervousness setting from the bottom of my stomach and rising. This was not going to be good. Crossing my fingers within my closed fist, I prayed with all my might that he would not cause a scene in front of all those people. Luckily for me, the hostess sat us both down at a small table opposite each other and then gave us the menus. With a small smile, she turned to leave. Yami did not grab her or make her trip or 'accidentally' send her mind to the Shadow Realm and leave nothing behind but the lifeless embodied shell that was the Pizza Hut hostess.
After the girl was out of earshot, I narrowed my eyes at Yami who had, with calm resolve, picked up his menu and began looking at all the possible selections they were offering. "Yami," I hissed. He did not even raise his eyes to look at mine. I was starting to get a little annoyed. "Yami!"
"What?" He snapped back, finally focusing some of his attention on me.
"What was that all about?" I demanded, intent on keeping my voice down. "You totally sneered at that nice girl! Why? What did she ever do to you?"
Yami rolled his eyes and did not even pretend to hide the sigh of disgust. "Why wouldn't I be annoyed?" He retorted. "You were standing right there, hikari! You were checking her out right in front of me!" I was taken aback in shock and felt my face burn.
"I was not!" I exclaimed defensively. Yami must have not believed my remark because my face was probably a deep shade of crimson.
"Yea, right." He scorned.
"You did not even want to come on this date!" I exclaimed accusingly. It was my turn to make Yami shocked. "Need I remind you of that? You were dreading it the whole time and you were complaining about the movie..."
"I did too want to come on this date with you!" Yami exclaimed, pounding his closed fist on the table once. He caught the attention of several people in the tables around us including mine. "If I didn't, I would have never agreed!" I was speechless. The whole dininghall of the resturaunt seemed to go mute as well, but I was not so sure that was not the cause of my own imagination. I sat there and openly gaped at my yami and watched as he became more uncomfortable. His cheeks accenting a light red hue, he looked away and refused to meet my eyes again. I stayed in this state until someone beside me pulled me out of it.
"Excuse me." I looked over to see the same beautiful girl from before. I stuttered as I desperately tried to respond to her.
"Ha... ha... hai?" I finally managed to choke out.
"Do you need this?" She lifted something slightly up so I could see what she was holding. The second I saw it, my face burned and I swore that I was truly on fire. What she was holding in her arms was a tannish booster seat-- commonly known as a high chair they give to little children and babies. I could hear Yami's snort and his muffled laughter and he tried to hide the fact that he was hystercal behind his closed fist. Face flushed, embarrassed and forever scarred, I could do nothing but gracefully leave my seat and allow her to give the seat to me. She was a nice girl about it and I felt so deflated and hopeless that I was sure nothing else could go wrong that night. I decided to go with it and not make a fool of myself, Yami and the girl who was trying to help.
After she placed the seat properly, she then smiled and I got into it. It fit perfectly and I had not noticed before that it did make a drastic difference. Through my yelling at Yami, I had not noticed how little of the table I had been able to see. Since I was in the booster seat, I was nearly the same height as my yami. I smiled and thanked the girl. Returning her gorgeous smile, she then retreated. I could still hear Yami's muffled laughter. However, only a few moments passed before the girl came back. Leaning close to Yami, she said quietly, "I don't want to embarass you or anything, but your son is so cute! I just want to gobble him up!"
"S--so---son!?" Yami exclaimed, a look of upmost horror succumbing his face and mine as well.
"Well, he is your son, isn't he?" She asked innocently. "It's so sweet that you would take your little boy out for some pizza on a Friday night." After she had finished saying what she had come to say, she raised her head and once again flashed her smile at me. When she was gone, my gaze turned back to the frozen-in-shock yami.
"So-- son? Son?" he kept reitterating.
"Yami, calm down. It was a mistake."
"So-- son?"
"Yami, just relax." My hand reached across the table to his and I placed my palm on his quivering fingers.
"Son!?"
"Yami!" Yami seemed to snap out of his trance and his eyes met mine. "Just stop it!" I hissed. "It was a mistake, alright? You aren't my father, and I'm not your son. So what does it matter?"
"It matters because now everyone thinks I'm on a date with my son!" He hissed at me. "I don't want to date my son! I don't even have a son!"
"Stop it!" I snapped. "Just let it go! Are you going to let what that woman said ruin our date? Huh?" He was silent before he muttered,
"No."
"Good." I said defiantly. "Then we can continue our date, right? A lot of bad things have happened, but I want this night to be good, Yami. I want my first date with you to be so happy that you'll want to go on another date with me!" Yami's shocked gaze cut me off and I felt my face flush again. What was I saying? Was I insane? As I wallowed in self pity, I did not even notice that Yami had placed his hand on mine until the action had happened. Snapping my head up, my eyes locked onto his. We slowly started pulling closer to each other over the table and our lips were only mere inches apart when...
"HI-YAH!!!"
"BANZAI!"
"YAYY! PAR-TAY!!!!!"
There came a stream of screaming kids of about a dozen or so and they were followed by very stressed out looking parents. After they were seated they were, if possible, even more hyper and excitable. Three waitresses were assigned to their table. As they walked by Yami and me, I could hear their complaints.
"Man, I hate birthday parties."
"I just hate the ones for little kids. Always bouncing off the walls!"
"Yeah. And we all have to sing to him too!" At the last girl's announcement, they all gave a unanimous groan.
My heart sank. I heard a light thud and I looked over at Yami; his forehead was against the table. I could see that he was twitching and I felt the iciness float into my bloodstream again. I was not going to like this, I could tell.
Owari.
Only the end of this chapter, I'm afraid. Cyeshinni helped me out with so many things that I think only half the ideas we concocted were used in this chapter alone. The other half will be placed in the following chapter. Hahahaha. Will Yami and Yuugi survive their first-ever date? Will they kiss in the spur of the moment and everyone think that a father is making out with his son? Oh my god! The evilness that comes in writing something like this! Yayyy! ::feels special:: Thank you, once again, to Cyeshinni and I send my love to my wonderful, kawaii pharaoh, YaoiShoujo. Why you put up with me is beyond me, but I love ya!!! ::hugs:: Until next chappie! Ja ne! (AND REVIEW!!!)
