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Chapter 4: The Worst First Date Ever
"Dorothy please try to reason with me!" Her grandfather pleaded to her once more.
"No grandfather! YOU reason with ME! I will NOT go out with that guy after trying to feel me up like he did the other night!" Dorothy shouted as she rose from the chair after hearing her grandfather's plan for that night.
"He was only teasing with you; he wasn't really feeling you up!"
"Oh yeah? Well tough luck he had the wrong choice of words! Do you have any idea how violated I felt? And then now I find out that you told him that I'll go out with HIM tonight as PUNISHMENT for MY RUDE BEHAVIOR?"
"Well you were rude, and the least you could do is give him a chance and go out with him."
"Couldn't you have thought of a better punishment?" she cried with much anguish in her voice "You know most grandfathers or fathers won't allow their daughters to go out with someone who might be a potential pervert! But no, you have to force your grandchild to go out with a potential RAPIST!"
"I am fully aware that Quatre will never do anything like that and he is certainly not like your former suitors. I have a good feeling about this one and I say that you will go out with him tonight and that's final!"
"But-"
"No more buts Dorothy, I suggest you try and get ready for your date."
"FINE!" she shouted back and hurried up to her room.
After hearing the door slam Dermail sat in his chair, he really hoped that he was right about his feeling. Somehow he just felt that Quatre can be trusted. 'He may be weird but his trustworthy. I just know it.'
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"I'm home!" Quatre shouted as he entered the mansion he shared with his other 39 sisters the eldest still handling their business somewhere abroad and 100 servants.
"Welcome home Master Quatre." Rashid inquired as he took his master's coat.
"Where are all my sisters?"
"They are at the living room, watching Bridget Jones's Diary…again."
Quatre just laughed and walked into the living, "Hello my beautiful sisters, I'm home!" He greeted as he gave each of them a hug then a kiss and an "I love you so much."
"You sound happy. May I ask as to why?" Katrina asked after receiving the kiss-hug-I love you gift from Quatre.
"Well…I have a date tonight." He shouted back as he climbed the stairs to his room to get ready for his very FIRST DATE!
At hearing the word "date" echo around the quiet mansion they all turned to each other with a quizzical look.
"Quatre is on a date? With SOMEONE that we didn't set him up with?" One of them asked bewildered at the thought.
"And we didn't even FORCE him to go out on a date?" Another continued
"And he's HAPPY about it?" Another one shouted almost on the brink of fainting.
"Girls please! What's all the racket about?" Noin asked as she descended the stairs to consult the ecstatic Winner siblings after hearing the girls' excited squeals from her office, which happened to be three floors away.
"Ms. Noin! Quatre's got a date!" They all screamed.
"Are you joking me? There's no way that the guy will get a date unless I threaten him."
"Ms. Noin we're serious! He's off to his room preparing for his date!"
"QUATRE!" They cried in unison as they barged into his bedroom.
"Who is she? What does she look like?"
"Was it love at first sight?"
"Where did you meet her? How did you meet her?"
"How come you never told us that you had a girlfriend?"
"Sisters, I think that the right question we should be asking here is, what do you have planned for tonight?" Camille asked silencing her other siblings.
"Well I thought we'd go to this restaurant-"
"Restaurant? Little brother! I think going for a romantic candlelit dinner is just too overrated for a date if you want to win her heart! You should do something out of the ordinary!" Geraldine cried.
"She's right!" Emma cried pounding her fist into her palm; it seems that their little brother needed to know a thing or two about dating.
"Now technically she'll be expecting something like a casual date."
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"You really think this is an appropriate outfit for tonight?" Dorothy asked as she looked at the small lavender dress with sad eyes. The dress only goes a few centimeters above her knees; it was made of silk and is spaghetti-strapped with a line of tear-shaped beads just underneath her breasts.
"Positive! I mean after seeing his car I knew he was rich and he's obviously the type that will take you to an expensive restaurant." Hilde replied as she laid the dress on the bed, "Relena you do the make up and I'll do the hair."
"Hilde since when were you an expert when it came to this dating stuff?" Dorothy asked as she grabbed one of Hilde's wrist.
"Ever since before! Just trust Hilde on this one Dorothy." Relena answered as applied some foundation on Dorothy's face, "Now shut up or else you'll ruin your make-up. The last thing you want is to look like a clown tonight."
The threat was enough to keep Dorothy from talking back, allowing her two best friends to just do what they are supposed to do.
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Quatre had to smile as he sped off with his BMW, sure his sisters got a majority of their ideas from their fantasy dates and some romantic movies that they watched before, but it sounded romantic enough to work.
'Dorothy Catalonia get ready to be swept off your feet!'
6:30 pm on the dot Quatre rang the doorbell; he was wearing a plain white shirt and beige slacks and a rubber shoes. Smiling he turned around as he waited for Dorothy to open the door, when he heard the door creaked he turned and saw something that made his smile falter.
"What's…with the dress?"
Dorothy's scowl seems to have diminished into a frown when she noticed his casual outfit.
"Um, well you look great! So I think we should get going now, huh?" Quatre said quickly recovering from the surprise; he escorted her into his car and they sped off.
Relena and Hilde could only sweat drop, it seems as if Dorothy was overdressed for the occasion or Quatre was underdressed. Well no matter what the problem was it only meant that their date had already gone to a bad start.
'Uh-oh!' Both their minds echoed as they looked at each other.
The ride was fairly quiet at first; Quatre kept his eyes on the road while Dorothy looked out her window with a scowl it seems that she wasn't dressed for the proper occasion. 'I am so going to murder Hilde once I get home!'
The female then noticed that her companion was stealing glances at her, "What?" she asked irritated.
"Nothing! I was just wondering…why were you so dressed up?"
Dorothy tensed she didn't know what to say! 'Because I was expecting a dinner? No he might think that I like him? Maybe I should make it sound sarcastic?'
Before Dorothy could give out her reply, which she still wasn't sure what, the car suddenly gave out a grunt and in a few seconds time the machine died and smoke started coming out of the hood.
"Not again! I told Nikki not to give this car one of her special 'tune-ups'!" Quatre grunted as he got out of the car and checked the machine if he could somehow revive it.
"Nikki? Who's Nikki?" Dorothy asked a little bit curious as she too got out of the BMW.
"She's my older sister! She likes to tune our cars, but she's not really good at it but she thinks she is no matter how many times we complain to her."
"Okay. So what do we do now?"
"Well I guess we'll just have to catch the bus, come on let's go!" Immediately the blonde grabbed his female companion by the wrist and hurried to catch their bus, also failing to realize that his female companion happened to be wearing three-inched heel stilettos.
"Quatre STOP!"
"We can't! We might miss the bus! We're almost there anyway!"
The moment they boarded the bus everyone's eyes were on the two couple, well more like on Dorothy. 'This is so embarrassing they must be wondering why I'm so dressed up like this and I'm just getting on some bus! I am so going to make that Quatre pay! Why didn't he tell me that he was planning something casual?'
Quatre of course was fully aware of Dorothy's discomfort but what could he do? 'They might be thinking that I'm her bodyguard or something?' So Quatre did the only thing he can to stop the others from staring- especially some of the male species that weren't just staring but eyeing HIS fiancée. He glared back into their eyes. That was enough to keep them from staring but wasn't enough to make Dorothy feel safe.
After a few more dreadful minutes Quatre rejoiced when they neared their stop, "Here's our stop let's go." He holds onto Dorothy's hand and hurriedly got off the bus and crossed the street to get to the destination of their date, the beach.
The sight was breathtaking because the sun was just about to set and orange hues were starting to spread like fire all over the crystalline sky. "Do you like it?" Quatre asked, he beamed when he saw that Dorothy was at awe of the beauty of the beach and the sun set.
"So what are we going to do here? Just stare at the sun set then go home?"
"Of course not I brought us some dinner and then we'll have a picnic!"
"Okay, so where's the food."
"It's right he- uh-oh!"
"Uh-oh? I don't like uh-oh." Dorothy turned and looked at Quatre with an annoyed expression. 'Tell me that you didn't force me to walk and commute on heels and in a dress like this for nothing!'
"I left the basket in the car!"
"Well didn't you bring any money with you?"
"No, I didn't think I'd need to bring my wallet so I just brought a few spare change."
"A few spare change? You can't buy one decent meal let alone TWO decent meals with a few spare change!"
"Look at the bright side at least the view is nice."
CRASH!
Within a few seconds the wonderful sunny view turned into a dark rainy view. The rain soaked everything making the sand soft and sticky, and it especially soaked the only two occupants on the beach who weren't informed about the weather for that day.
CRASH!
"Nice view?! First you didn't tell me that I was suppose to dress casually because I thought you would be planning some kind of dinner at some restaurant, and then your car breaks down and you force me to walk on these three-inched heel stilettos and in this dress! You even made me ride the bus where in everyone must have thought that I'm some kind of freak always getting dressed up even if I just going to ride a bus! Then you bring me to the beach, with nothing to eat, no forms of transportation and now it's raining!"
"Dorothy I think you're being irrational…" Quatre murmured trying to calm the advancing female whose eyes were burning holes right through him. 'She sure is scary when she's angry!'
"IRRATIONAL?! I NEVER wanted to go out with you in the first place, but my grandfather forced me to and now? My feet hurt, I am soaking wet, I've got sand all over me and I feel so dirty despite the shower I'm having right now, I am hungry and tired and now you're telling me that I'm being IRRATIONAL! UUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm going to kill you!"
At that moment Dorothy has proven that she was a woman of her words, she pounced on Quatre who immediately caught her and was able to keep her from punching him by grasping her wrists. But it wasn't good enough she struggled to her hands free and when she succeeded she sat on top of him and started strangling him.
"Dorothy! Stop this you're acting like a child!" Quatre cried out as he struggled to stop Dorothy from cutting off his air supply.
"I won't stop until you're dead!"
To prove that she really was telling the truth she tightened her grip around his neck, the action frightened Quatre he never expected to die like this, heck he didn't even know that Dorothy had such a scary side. But then again he too had a scary side.
With a roar Quatre switched their positions so that Dorothy was underneath him, Dorothy gasped when she hit her head on the bed of sand, she remained frozen as he pinned her by her wrists. Dorothy never expected that someone as sweet as Quatre could ever hurt her and look at her the way he was looking at her now.
All she could do was stare back at his angry expression with complete and utter shock. Quatre was hurting her with his hold! Quatre would never dare hurt her!
As fast as it happened Quatre returned back to his innocent looking face and stared at Dorothy with a sheepish look, "Sorry about that, but you wouldn't stop strangling me. And I thought that the only way to stop you was to scare you."
"Well it worked, now get off me!" Regaining her composure she pushed him off and they both sat in the wet sand. "Ugh! This is so disgusting I've got sand all over me!" she whined but didn't bother to remove them because she knew that the water would just make them stick more to her skin.
"What do we do now? I'm really hungry and I just want to get dry."
"Oh! I can't believe I forgot, there's a 24-hour shop just around the corner we can go there and I have my credit card with me!"
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Half an hour later two blonde semi-soaked couple can be seen through the glass windows of the shop eating instant ramen.
"Ramen never tasted so good to me until now!" The blonde girl commented as she devoured more ramen from her bowl. Her date was just sitting in his chair and watched contentedly as his fiancée ate as if there was no tomorrow.
"Tell you what why don't you eat my ramen and I'll just see if they have a phone, okay."
At the prospect of more food Dorothy wasn't able to analyze the other half of the sentence and just nodded her head and started eating out of her companion's bowl.
"Excuse me do you have a phone I can use?"
"Of course, one moment please." The cute brunette smile in a flirtatious manner before she reached behind the counter then placed a phone right in front of him, before winking at him.
"Thanks."
RING! RING!
"Hello? Rishid? This is Quatre, um listen we had some car trouble do you think you can pick us up from here…"
'Well we still have an hour before Rishid's gets here, and technically we still are on a DATE…' he thought as he walked back toward their table completely ignoring the girl from the counter who kept giving him flirtatious looks.
"Ah that was so good, I think I'm full." She announced as she settled down her chopsticks, making Quatre smile at the sight.
"That's nice to know, how about we go for a walk while we're waiting. Maybe now we can talk about some things."
Dorothy seemed doubtful at first, but nodded and slowly removed her sandals, earning a weird look from the other.
"What? My feet hurt!"
Smiling in understanding he reached for her hand and with his other hand took the pair of stilettos from Dorothy's, and the both of them headed out back to the beach; the girl from the counter sighing in envy at Dorothy.
"Okay, there has been something that I've been meaning to ask you…"
"Ask away my love!"
"Can you please just drop those pet names! Well um I really find your tradition weird…you know marrying the first person to ever hold you hand! How did you guys come up with that kind of stupid tradition anyway!"
"Well you see a long time ago a woman is treated with utmost respect that one cannot even look at their face and to touch them would be a disgrace. The only public physical contact that has been allowed between a man and woman is to hold hands to show more would be disgracing a woman's dignity. And only married couples or fiancées could hold hands. We were pretty strict when it came to the treatment of women.
"When you hold hands it is like a proclamation of love, it is saying that this person is the one who not only holds my hand, but also now holds my life. So the holding of hands became a form of engagement ceremony, if a woman was engaged to a man they simply need to hold each other's hand to make the engagement formal. To be honest, my people no longer follow that tradition now that we are in a more modernized time it's only my family that practices it."
"Oh so you really didn't make that up?"
"Of course not, I'm really serious. The moment you let me hold your hand was the moment you gave your life to me."
Quatre took this moment and pulled the hand that he was still holding brought it to his lips and lightly kissed it. He slowly lifted his face to meet her gray eyes, and smiled his gaze never wavering.
"Uhm…O-okay, so w-what do you want to talk about n-next?" Dorothy muttered as she pulled her hand and face away from his intoxicating gaze, somehow she really just felt drawn to him and she needed to pull away…fast!
"Okaaay…tell me what do you think is sweetest thing a guy can ever do for you?"
"Well-um oh look over there! The moon looks so beautiful!"
Quatre was about to give a remark but he was stopped short by sight before him, they were back at the beach and the moon shone over the shore, the rain has stopped and the night was peaceful. The sight itself was also breathtaking, but what made it more perfect was when Dorothy ran towards the shore the wet sand tickling her feet. Quatre found himself laughing at Dorothy's childish behavior, a side he never thought he'd see.
He soon followed; Dorothy was all ready standing by the shore the waves splashing against her sore feet.
"This feels so good." She sighed as Quatre stood beside her; he slowly removed his jacket and placed it over her shoulder.
"Dorothy?"
"Hm?"
"…I don't want to be rude or anything…but I was just wondering why were you so dressed up? "
The female in question stiffened, her cheeks stained, "Um…well it was all Hilde's fault, she said that judging from your car you're one of those rich types who'd take their date to an expensive candlelit dinner…"
"She was actually right…I was planning to take you to a restaurant- but um my sister told me that it was too overrated. And told me that the I should do something unexpected so I thought a picnic at the beach."
"I don't believe it! We could've escaped all this embarrassment if we haven't listened to anyone else's advice…but I still say it was mainly your fault for not telling me your plans."
"My fault? I wanted it to be a surprise! No way I was going to tell you my plans- it'll ruin the surprise!"
"All right but the next time you take me out, at least tell me how to dress…"
'Wait! Stop! Rewind! Did I just say next time? Oh please don't let him notice!' she prayed trying to maintain her posture as if she didn't just say something that wasn't suppose to be saying. Unfortunately her blonde date did notice her little slip-up.
"Next time? So you're hoping for another date, huh?" he replied his eyes twinkling mischievously along with his smirk.
'What is going on with me? This is just one date and all of a sudden I'm losing control of myself!'
"Stop smiling! You're still not off the hook yet! This still is a bad date."
"All right, so what can I do to make this date better? Oh I know, usually the best ending for a first date is, well a kiss." He suggested, slowly pulling her close.
"Don't even dare! Back off! I'm warning you don't come near!" Dorothy cried as she pushed him away.
But he gently grabbed her by the arm, slowly pulling her into an embrace; they stood there quietly drowning at each other's eyes, the waves lapping against their legs. Very slowly Quatre brought his fingers up to his date's chin, slowly bringing it up; their lips were only a few centimeters apart that they could feel each other's warm breath tickling their skin.
"Quatre…I should be stopping you, you know." Dorothy whispered as she closed her eyes.
"Yeah, but you're not."
"No, I'm not…"
"Master Quatre? Is that you?" Rishid shouted from the other side as he flashed his light toward the embracing couple.
Despite the fact that Rishid was all ready right in front of them and pointing a flash light at them, the two still remained in their embrace, as if they were still about to kiss each other.
"Yes, Rishid it's me! Did you bring the car and some towels?"
"Yes sir, it's right in the car."
"Okay, we'll be right there." Quatre replied planting a quick kiss on Dorothy's nose before turning and pulling Dorothy with him, his hand still keeping a firm yet gentle hold on Dorothy's small hand as they walked towards the car.
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At the sound of a car Relena and Hilde turned the TV off and hurried to the window to watch. "Do you think the date went well?" Relena asked as the black Ferrari Enzo parked in front of the house.
"What do you think? Did you see the way Quatre was dressed earlier and how surprised he was at Dorothy's outfit? I bet it was a disaster."
The two immediately ducked when they saw Dorothy exit the car and head for the house, Hilde and Relena were surprised to see her soaking wet, her sandals in her hands and a towel draped over her shoulders.
"Dorothy what happened to you?" Relena gasped as they went out of hiding.
"It rained." She answered in dreamy state.
"You got wet? So what happened to your date?" Hilde gasped.
"It was horrible." She sighed smiling to herself.
"How horrible? They both asked.
"All in all, it was the worst date ever." She replied still smiling to herself as she walked upstairs to her room and get dry.
Author's Note: Again it's a late update, but at least it's longer than my usual updates! 11 pages!
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