WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL TALK ABOUT ADULT-ISH SUBJECTS. THIS IS DEFINATLY RATED T AND BORDERLINE M SUBJECTS. READ WITH CAUTION. ( it's still T because I've read other stories discuss the following subjects without having to be M )

DAY FOUR: ON A DATE

The tea cup fell to the floor, the tea now soaking the floor. The newspaper lay beside it, getting soaked by the tea. Despite his belongings on the floor, Clive's hands were still in mid-air. Luke held his arm, looking away from Clive with a horribly flustered look.

"P-pardon?" Clive stuttered, eyes wide behind his reading glasses. Luke looked over at Clive before his eyes focused on the floor.

"I wan…d'te wit .."

"Luke, y-you're mumbling.." Clive said, beginning to calm as he began to simply think he had misheard.

"I…" Luke balled up his fist. "I want to go on a date with you!" He yelled, closing his eyes tightly. When he opened his eyes, Clive was staring at him in shock. Looking away, Luke tried to keep the hurt off his face. "I-I understand if you don't…like me like that, but I just-um- we can forget this ever happened." Luke was about to turn to leave when he felt Clive's arm wrap around his waist and felt him being dipped backwards as Clive's face got close. With his other hand, Clive ran a hand through his hair, laughing. Luke's eyes watered, and he balled his fist. "Is it that funny?!" He yelled, lifting a hand to slap Clive. His eyes widened as Clive grabbed it and began littering kisses all over his hand. "What are you.."

"I didn't think you felt the same." Clive murmured into Luke's arm, where the kisses were spreading to. Luke's face turned red and Clive continue up, a few kisses on his neck and then multiple all over his face, however not his lips. Luke let out a soft laugh.

"C-clive that tickles." He said, a small smile on his face. Clive looked at him with a face a pure happiness before pulling the other in for a hug and planting a last kiss on his head.

"C'mon." Clive said, grabbing Luke's arm.

"Where are we going?" Luke asked, confused. Clive smirked and winked at him.

"I'm taking my boyfriend for a date." Clive answered. Luke's face went red.

"D-don't call me that!"

"Isn't that what you are now?~"

"N-not until.." Luke trailed off thinking. I-I think you should be able to call me your boyfriend when I kiss you willingly." Luke said, Clive giving him a puzzled look.

"So, which do you think is closer? When two people share a kiss or when they have sex?"

Luke jumped at the question and looked over at Clive. They had gone out to a café, and were planning on heading to the park next.

"D-don't ask that so causally!"

"Well?" Clive asked, head propped on his hand. Luke sighed and used his hat to cover his eyes as he looked to the side.

"Kisses." Clive blinked in surprise, he didn't expect that from Luke.

"How so?" Clive asked, more interested than before. Luke uncovered his eyes and looked at the table, not wanting to Look at Clive.

"W-well..sex is for psychical pleasure." Luke mumbled, feeling uncomfortable, He soon began calming though. "There's a reason people sell sex and not Kisses. A true, nice kiss holds many emotions. While sex which should hold feelings can also be subjected to simple one night fling's." Clive stared at Luke in curiosity. "If you kiss someone you have no feelings for, nothing happens. But for…you know," Luke coughed awkwardly. "People still do that if they love the person or not.."

"…I see." Clive answered. He soon smiled. "I think I get it..hmm, I agree."

"….Clive you-"

"-Kissed you a bunch? You're forgetting, I left your lips untouched, that's your decision if you want to kiss me." Clive suddenly winked and pointed to his lips "But for your approval for me to call you my boyfriend, it has to be on the lips, not that trick kiss you did to my cheek." Luke went red.

"I-I knew that!"

"Sure~."

"The stars sure are pretty.." Clive looked over at Luke, who seemed to be drifting off.

"Aren't they?" Clive murmured as Luke snuggled closer to him. He began to gently stroke Luke's hair and Luke let out a small content sigh. "Are you really going to fall asleep out here?" Clive asked, looking down at Luke.

"Yes, and you're ganna carry me home." Luke mumbled. Clive was about to make a remark when he noticed Luke had already drifted off. Clive shook his head a bit and lent down and gently kissed Luke's forehead, no matter how tempting Luke's lips were.

That was Luke's choice.

A/N: ;-; this is focusing a lot on kisses but it was meant for a date ;-;