Hey everyone,
I just want to let you all know that when it comes to the outfits, the setting, the décor of the restaurant and everything else, I am going into this chapter complete and utterly blind. I have no idea what I am planning in regards to how the restaurant will look, how their table will look or how their outfits will look.
I do, however, REALLY want to write this chapter as I love a good bit of YamixYugi romance and it was one of the four reasons I even started this story; two others being the other Yami-Hikari's and the final one being the humor in The School Theatre and how much it amused me to read the Yami Hilarity in that one.
Okay, enjoy,

Venquine1990

Chapter 21
Dressed For A Date

Two weeks later
7th of November 2016
Restaurant Á Cherice
Yugi's POV

Ever since the Talent Show has ended have things changed slightly, yet not enough to – as some would call it – the Status Quo and while it feels a little lonely now that Marik is in the School Study Hall instead in classes with Ryou and me, did we all manage to get permission from the principal to spend break times there too.
The day after the Talent Show did one thing change from all others, yet it was only for a single day as Yami insisted on staying home for the day to make sure he could pick the perfect outfits for our date. And now that everyone knows of his existence, do I no longer have to fear for his presence there to affect my Presence Record.
Yami had, when I got back from school later that day, already made his little delivery, yet he had also shown me a strange lack of subtlety as he had forbidden me from checking out our Disney themed outfits, saying he didn't want me to see which one he picked until we got the restaurant for our special first date.
Now I won't deny that Yami taking care of this date doesn't make me feel absolutely giddy with excitement, yet I am glad that he is, at the same time, keeping in mind how there could still be paparazzi around and how those vultures might not appreciate me or my status as much as Yami and the others do.

Still, I won't deny that I don't have a serious case of butterflies going through my stomach like a nervous tornado as Kaiba managed to ensure us a small-sized limo – or at least small-sized in the eyes of the CEO himself – with blinded windows that make sure no one can peek in and of which the driver has orders to set us off out back.
Yami had not been too pleased with this idea, yet I know Limos and the street where the restaurant is located well enough to know that even regular tourists would be taking pictures like wild-fire if I were to get out of the limo at the front entrance, whether I am wearing the chosen outfit or the simple school uniform I currently have on.

"You know, Aibou, I really wanted to go and do the Tangled outfit again." Yami then says as we ride to the restaurant and I turn to him as I ask: "Really, why?" The former pharaoh smiles at me as he wraps his arm around me and says: "Well, it's both because you look gorgeous in that dress and because the movie really fits us."
This confuses me and I can't help but ask: "It fits us? How?" And my beloved Yami answers: "You were so unknown about so much, yet you learned to really stand up for yourself and I really believed that my only goal was finding out my ancient past, when my real destiny was right in front of me the entire time."
This makes me turn a little red as I can't help but agree with my beloved and then he leans back in his seat and says: "However, this is our first official date and I didn't want to make it some boring repeat of the Talent Show, so I did a bit more looking into all the other outfits that we had and studied where they origin from.
And – I think I picked a very, very good one. One that, again, fits you to a T, my precious little Aibou." This makes me smile at my Other Half and playfully ask: "So you're finally going to tell me what you picked out, are you?" Yet the other teen laughs, his laughter filling me up with warmth from within and he says:

"Nope, but I will give you a hint. The character I picked this time represents your amazing acceptance to sacrifice. And yes, Aibou, I really do believe you had to sacrifice a whole lot to help me reach my former goal, especially the safety of yourself and those you care for multiple times." Which only results in making me blush.
Then Yami softly grabs my chin and turns my face his way as he says: "Great Osiris, I love it when you blush. It makes your whole face just light up in such a gorgeous and utterly adorable manner." Making me smile at him before I whisper: "Did you feel like that when we hid how we felt about each other as well?"
The other nods and says: "I did, along with hiding how badly I wanted to make you blush whenever possible, not to mention how badly I wanted to let you know about all the attributes about you and your character that make me love you more and more with each time that Osiris ends his journey across the sky."

And while he says that, do I almost feel overwhelmed with how strong he sends me the emotions that are in his heart through the bond we share and I happily lie my head on his shoulder as I cuddle into his side and while I can almost feel the loving smile he sends me through my closed eyes, does my beloved pharaoh say:
"I don't think I can ever thank King Aknamkanon enough for the fact that he send me back and gave me this ability to have a body of my own. The fact that I can now have your body leaning so close against my own without the need to retreat into the Puzzle; I don't think I can get enough of that no matter how long I live."
"Right back at you, Mo Hitoru No Boku." I whisper at my beloved other half and then the limo suddenly stops softly rumbling with the power of the engine and my eyes open in shock as I hadn't expected us to be at the restaurant already. Yami, on the other hand, softly lets go off me and moves to open the side door.

He steps out, quickly looks around to check the alley for reporters or photographers and then turns around and sends me a smile that is almost as warm as the emotions I can sense on his side of the bond as he reaches out a hand and softly asks me: "Well my little Aibou, are you ready for a night of romance and splendid food?"
To which I happily take his offered hand and let myself get pulled out of the limo before I push myself even closer against him and while Yami's eyes widen a little as I do this, do I lock eyes with him as I say: "I can't wait. I love you, Imay." And just the fact that I call him by his new official name makes him smile as he says:
"And I you, my gorgeous Yugi. You are just my entire world and I can't wait to prove this for the rest of our lives together." And while this almost makes me feel as if the man before me is asking me to marry him, do I fight my hardest not to blush too heavily at his words before we both enter the restaurant from the back.
The manager waits for us on the other side of the door and bows at us before he says: "You know where to go, Mr. Imay. Mr. Moto, if you would follow me, I will take you to where Mr. Imay left your outfit for the night." At this I happily peck Yami on the cheek to thank him for all his preparation for tonight and then follow the manager.

Ten minutes later

I can't help but agree with Yami; this female may not be an official princess or the main protagonist of the movie she plays in, but I do remember how she sacrificed her own health to save her hero and through him the world from the Lord of the Dead, yet at the same time I cannot fully see myself as this incredible woman.
I am wearing a purple dress with magenta straps on my shoulders which are connected to the dress with small golden buttons and with a sash around my lower waist that has another button at my left hip keeping it together before it flares down my left leg and finally am I wearing a pair of sandals with straps reaching my lower legs.

Then, as I look at my dress and how I look, with my hair combed to that my fringe is now mixed with my star-shaped hair thanks to the hair band that the assistant manager gave me as she helped me dress, do I take a deep breath before I suddenly realize something: "If I'm dressed like Meghara, then – then Yami's dressed as –."
And just the thought of Yami in that suit of metal with the skirt stopping just above his knees and with the headband perhaps even keeping his own fringe out of his eyes makes my heart miss a beat before a warm loving voice sounds from the other side of the door of the employee's changing room I am in and Yami asks:
"Are you ready, my gorgeous God of love and Heroes?" And while I wonder if Yami did research into the myths of the man he currently represents, do I still smile at just the sound of his voice as I move over to open the door and instantly decide to tease my beloved as well as show him my appreciation for what he arranged.
This I do by twirling on my axis, allowing him to get a good look at all of my form and Yami's eyes widen as he sees me do this before I move closer, wrap my arms around his neck and – feeling cheeky and utterly playful – do I whisper softly: "You are my Hero, my Yami, and I am your Goddess, if only for the night."

And while I can feel Yami's shock go through the bond and while I feel his whole body tense with the same shock, do I then nod at the manager who leads me over to where our seats are, the both of us grinning widely as we actually leave Yami in our wake, the former Egyptian remaining where he stands thanks to his shock.
Yet just before I can be guided onto my seat, do two warm familiar arms wrap themselves around my waist and turn me around before a pair of demanding lips steal my breath away as Yami places a heated kiss on my lips, his emotions overwhelming me over the link and making me moan in shocked delight and loving desire.
Yami moans back at me and just by that single moan can I hear how much he actually desires me, making me shudder with want myself as I try my hardest to keep my mind out of the gutter – or at least keep the heated fantasies out of reach of the link and I tightly wrap my own arms around Yami's neck, burying my fingers in his hair.

Then, after a little over a minute, does Yami release me from our kiss, yet I feel incredibly dazed with loss of breath and I take a deep breath as my lungs need oxygen before I actually hear Yami's voice in my mind as my beloved huskily whispers: "Prepare yourself for a night as hot and amazing as that kiss, my gorgeous goddess."
And this makes another moan escape my lips while I work my hardest to keep a strong thought response from him as I think: "I hate that this is our first date. Great Osiris and Isis, I want him." Yet I still hear Yami snicker and then he asks: "Still trying to keep thoughts and mental images from me, are you my little King?"
Making me turn a little red before Yami releases me from his grasp and helps me with my seat before he sits down himself and while he levels me a warm gaze, his eyes really quickly grazing over what he can see of my form from over the other side of the table before he suddenly does something that utterly shocks me.

A lustful smirk shows on his face, yet at the same time do I feel him sending me something through the link and the image that he sends me shocks me senseless and sets my face on fire. Yami and me lying on our bed, his arm wrapped around my waist, yet both of us are actually naked and our lips are locked in a heated kiss.
"If this weren't our first ever date, I would so want to end the night like that. You just bring that out in me whenever I look at you, regardless of how much I try to hide it even from myself." Yami then tells me with his warm voice husky with desire and love and I can't stop myself from muttering: "I – I feel the same."
Making his smile turn even wider before I contemplate something silently and then ask: "Yami?" And the former Egyptian hums to indicate that he is listening before I turn a little more red as I ask: "Do you – I – I mean, don't you believe that – that our years of – of knowing and silently loving each other – don't you think that should count?"

And while Yami's eyes widen for a short moment, does he then send me a look that sets my whole body on fire and that actually makes me hate the thin, body-hugging dress as the look wakes up Little Yugi, before Yami smiles at me with deep love in his smile before he says: "I would love it, gorgeous, but you are worth so much more.
You are worth the time and effort I want to make to prove that I love you and that I can make to prove I belong with you and vice versa. And yes, gorgeous, I do know I already have your heart. The bond we share as well as the memories I love watching when you're in class prove it to me, yet proving my worth – it's just who I am."
This makes me smile back at him and then I move one of my hands over the table and Yami happily lies his hand over mine as I say: "I know it is, Yami. It's one of the things I love about you. Your constant need to prove yourself and work your hardest to be the best you can be, as well as how you push others to do the same."
Yet I don't end that sentence as I just sigh, not just to prove how much I love that about my other half, but also because of how great it feels how Yami's thumb strokes over the side of my hand and Yami smiles before he says: "You are just the sweetest, Aibou, and you and all of our friends are so worth me giving my all; you especially."

Then suddenly our time together is interrupted, making me feel as if the moment between us gets broken, as a waiter comes over and sets two plates on the table as well as filling our wine glasses with what I can already tell actually isn't wine before he moves away and when I look down, does my nose get overwhelmed with scents.
Sautéed Aubergine, minced meat fried pureed tomato, onion, garlic and cinnamon and allspice, a bit of potato and then a final fluffy topping of cheese and béchamel sauce all lie together on my plate and I ask: "Moussaka?" Yami nods and says: "I asked the manager to set up a four course meal, mixed of Egyptian and Greek dishes.
We'll have a starter of Greek, an appetizer of Egyptian, a main of Greek and a dessert of Egyptian specialties." This alone makes my stomach rumble with expecting excitement for what will soon be filling it up and I smile at him as I say: "I really love that we got to have this restaurant for our first date, Mo Hitoru No Boku.
And I also love that you picked these dishes. Restaurant Á Cherice is actually known mostly for its worldwide menu, yet it's mostly famous for its Greek, French, Italian and Egyptian specialties." Yami smiles back at me at hearing this and then says: "Good to hear." Before – with his eyes aimed at me – he takes his first bite.

This act, the way that he keeps his eyes locked on me as he eats, again makes me feel warm by the love I can see in his eyes before I gulp to moisten my dry throat and then I push my focus down on my own meal and start to eat. The food tastes delicious and the rest of the night is filled with moans of delight, good food and pleasant talks.
Yami definitely works his hardest to make me blush throughout the meal, yet he also constantly responds to my comments and compliments me whenever he sees a chance and while I work my hardest to return his sweet words, do I nearly feel overwhelmed with how hard he works to make me feel loved and special this evening.
Finally, two hours after we arrived, have we finished our Egyptian dessert – which was a delicious bit of rice pudding with a layer of vanilla mixed through it all – and does Yami take my arm in his as he guides us back to the backdoor of the restaurant and back into the limo, the driver instantly starting to drive once the door closes behind us.

Yami then pulls me close against his own form, yet after everything that has happened tonight, do I happily move myself so that I am sitting on his lap with my legs on the right of his own and while Yami's eyes widen at this, do I smile at him and give him a sweet loving kiss before I whisper: "That – was a dreamlike first date."
Making Yami smile at me and he replies by kissing me a kiss back before he whispers: "That is all I live for, my gorgeous goddess. To see you enjoy this date, many more and all the days we might still have together." And again I feel as I am being courted to be married, making me lie my reddish tinted face against his shoulder.
And under the soft rumbling of the seat and the car under me, the powerful form of my beloved around me and the way that Yami's right arm is wrapped around my waist while his left hand is rubbing all kinds of shapes across my back, do I slowly lose myself to a slumber filled with pleasant dreams centered around my Yami.

And that is the date.
Okay, so I didn't really cover the date itself as more the start and ending of it, yet I have never had a date myself and I am still working my hardest to properly write scenes of romance. I am still very, very new to this concept so I often feel a little inexperienced and thus try to just summarize such topics to the best of my abilities.
Now, next chapter will involve a time jump, yet not a really big one as I will move onward to where Autumn really begins to settle in Domino City and the chapter itself will revolve around the Yami's responding to how nature adapts to this season as well as our little Antagonists making their move – which will only end in disaster.
Have fun,

Venquine1990
PS. I know I haven't done this so far, but the inspiration for this story comes from Ashray1. Check out their stories.
PPS. I just want to let you all know that I am not entirely sure if Yugi's nickname for Yami is Mo Hitoru No Boku or something else. Could someone help me with that?