Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Hiro Mashima. These drabbles were written for Cannon Island Forum's challenge

13.- "Sorry I'm late."

He hadn't spent even twenty minutes on his date and Rogue already wanted to disappear from the earth. It wasn't like he expected great things on a first date with someone he didn't really know, but this was too much.

When his classmate had asked him to eat together, he had expected something cheap since there were both students but this… this! He took advantage of his date busy with the register to send a message with his phone.

'Help me'

Fortunately, he had an immediate answer.

'What happen?'
'I need you to come for me'
'Weren't you on a date?'
'That's why I need you to come! And think a good excuse to take me from here!'
'Ok, ok, where are you?'
'At Mc, at the downtown'
'Is that a joke?'
'Hurry up!'

Just after he sent the last message, his date came back with two plastic trays. Right after that, he resumed the monologue he had been talking the first ten minutes that took them to arrive to the restaurant. At this point, Rogue wasn't even listening to him and he just nodded from time to time, while he was still putting attention to his phone, waiting for an answer. He had tried to keep the "conversation" at the start, for his good manners, but the guy just talked about himself and what he liked to do. Roghe thought that, at some moment, he heard him talking about all the good things his grandmother saw on him. Things were bad then, but it was when he suggested that they should lunch at McDonald's that Rogue totally gave up. Now he just hoped that Sting went there soon, and that he had found a good reason to run away.

Thirty minutes later, the blond hadn't appeared and his date, showing his politeness again, had eaten both trays, after Rogue didn't touch his. How had he done it without stopping his talking, Rogue didn't know. Just when he was guessing if he should hide in the bathroom for a long while, the main door opened and Sting entered running. He stopped for a moment to find Rogue between all the people and then walked to his table.

"Rogue!" he was expecting it, but his worried voice almost fooled him.
"Sting? What are you doing here?"
"Who is him?" The third person asked, but they both ignored him.
"I was looking for you! It's an emergency! Police called me!
"What?!" This time he didn't have to fake surprise. What the hell was Sting thinking?
"I don't know what happened exactly but it seems that someone broke into our house. We must go to see what happened."

Rogue didn't need anything else. He got up from his seat and said

"I'm sorry, I have to leave"
"It's okay, I understand. See you later"

Rogue wished he won't see him ever again, but he nodded and left as fast as possible, followed by Sting. After they had got away from the restaurant, he reduced the speed and asked.

"A robbery? Really?"
"What? It's a good excuse" Sting said, smiling. Rogue shaked his head and the blond added "Sorry I'm late"
"It doesn't matter. At least I could run away…"
"How did you ended there?"
"Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it"

Sting laughed on his face and Rogue crossed his arms, upset.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" the blond said, while he tried to calm down. "Whatever! Since we are here, do you want to go to the movies? You said there's a new one you wanted to see."
"I guess it would be okay" Rogue answered, trying to not ask himself how could Sting remember something he said more than a week ago. "At least it will distract me"
"Good! You should go out with me, you know? I'm sure you would have more fun"

Rogue wasn't sure if Sting realized how that sounded but he preferred to avoid the answer. After all, maybe Sting was right.

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