Time for a date. :)

Kite – U2

He blindfolded me when he picked me up this morning; I was trying to not protest because this was basically what I'd expected form him on our first date. And he'd refrained so when he held up the bandanna with a grin I'd rolled my eyes and let him fasten it around my head. This was Richard Castle after all and if he was immature from time to time then he wasn't being himself.

Besides it hadn't been all bad, his idea of leading me was to hold one hand and wrapping the other around my shoulder so that I was tucked into his side. And then he'd spent the whole car ride whispering him my ear, things that should never be repeated outside of a bedroom.

But now were standing in what I believe is an open part of the park, and he's standing right behind me. "Are you ready?"

"Ready for what Castle, it's not like you've given me any clues?"

"Well then I guess we'll just leave this on for a bit." I can hear the amusement in his voice.

I lift my hands up to my face now, the joke can only go on so long, if he won't take it off then I will. But his hands come up and stop mine, before undoing the knot and pulling the bandana away. I was right we're standing in the park and it's full of people with kites. "Wow," I manage to exclaim trying to take in the variety of kite's floating over the meadow.

He's now wrapping himself around me, "Well what do you think?" he asks against my ear.

"What is this?"

"A kite festival, I thought we could have a picnic and fly a kite today. Sound like fun?" He's pulled back just a little bit so that he can look at my face.

I smile, "That sounds like a wonderful idea." And then relishing in the ability to do it now I lean in and press a kiss to his lips, "I hope you brought a kite, and the picnic."

His grin is wolfish now in glee as he pulls the backpack I hadn't seen yet off his shoulder. "Everything we need for a kite flying and picnicking adventure."

He brought a pretty basic kite with him, at least by Castle standards. But he insisted that if the classic worked why mess with it. So he'd run until it had caught air and now he had me bracketed between his arms, chest to my back and we were both flying the kite. "This is really nice," I hum.

"Certainly is different than how we normally spend our time."

"I thought you liked solving murders," I tease.

"I like anything that involves you," he replies softly, and the words knock the wind out of me, even as the kite hitches in the sky unexpectedly.

I finally find it in me to return, "I like when things involve you too."

"Well that's good because you're stuck with me now."

Kite festivals are beautiful. I have no idea if they have one in Central Park but they do one on the National Mall during the Cherry Blossom festival and it's quiet a sight

Babyrose