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Ken and May had ample amount of time to plan out what they'd do.

However, with the continued absence of both Sora and Leon the plan could not be put into action. Ken nervously tapped his foot as he took a look at his watch.

'8:45PM'

They were nearly two hours late...

"I don't think they're coming," May boredly intoned as she snacked on the last bread stick.

Ken looked away from his watch and frowned. "Why don't you call them?"

"Can't."

"Why not?"

May took a sip of her drink. "Left my phone at home."

He let out an exasperated breath. He didn't have Sora's number or else he would call her himself. "Well, do you remember it?"

She snorted. "Who remembers phone numbers in this day and age?"

"May," he sternly said. "I wish you'd see how serious this is."

She blinked at his tone, but then narrowed her eyes. "You can show off some other time, lover boy." She took a large bite of her bread. "Don't get your panties in a bunch."

"That's not what I'm worried about."

She paused as she really thought about his words.

"Wait a second," she put the rest of her bread down and folded her arms on the table so she could lean in to face him. "Are you worried about Sora being with Leon?"

He grimly nodded.

Sora was alone with Leon somewhere, unchaperoned, and with no one to turn to if the deceptively charming, silver haired man tried something or took advantage of her...

And May was laughing.

She laughed very loudly and even smacked the table in her mirth.

"This isn't funny, May!" Ken admonished.

"If you knew what I do," she gasped out as she tried to talk, "you'd laugh too!"

Ken frowned. "She's at his mercy."

May attempted to get herself under control. "If there's anyone who's in trouble," she tittered and then finished when she could talk again, "it's totally Leon, not Sora!"

He listened to what she was saying this time. "...What do you mean?"

May calmed down. What to do, what to do...

Should she tell him what she knew?

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"So what now?" Sora asked.

Leon sighed as they continued walking down the street. He had wanted to find a clothing store for her to get dry clothing, but the small stores closed at 7PM. The only places that were open were the pubs and some food places.

"We can call a cab and I'll see you home."

Sora lightly frowned. "But what about our date?"

He raised a disbelieving brow. "You...still wish to have one?"

"I'm pretty hungry," she said, her hands now free with the ice pack having lost its use. With a slight blush, she reached out a hand and slipped hers in his. "I don't know about you, but I like having company when I eat."

His face was fairly blank, leaving her to guess what he was thinking about. However, when she felt his hand close around hers, she smiled and looked at him, even though her stomach was growling and the light pink on her cheeks deepened to a cherry color.

She looked away after another moment and read the restaurant signs around her.

"There's not much here," she noted out loud, "are you ok with soup and sandwiches?"

He had a personal dislike of having sandwiches for anything other than lunchtime. Overall, he didn't understand why people would buy a sandwich when they could just as easily make one at home.

Yet he found himself agreeing to her question.

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