**Hey guys! Sorry for the late upload. I've been wrapping my head around finishing all the trophies for Gundam Breaker 3 (which I have now done), playing Sniper Elite 4 and Super Robot Wars V (English sub).**
**CasualFictionWriter23 – Yeah, all of my time is practically free so I can either play games, watch anime/read manga or get my head down to work on the next chapter of one of my fan-fictions.**
**Mega float guest – How Dart is a good pilot is from the four days he spent training constantly before the Class Representative match. It's a behind-the-scenes thing.**
**GMSonofIdeon – Yeah, at the last minute I forgot the Banshee/Unicorn has the Psycoframe and accidentally put the Psycommu instead.**
**Geekreader888 – I don't intend to add in any other OCs at the moment. I am going as far as Season 1 with a 50/50 if I should do Season 2. If I do decide to Season 2 then maybe I'll accept a few OC offers to pair up with the other three girls.**
**Mochiguy911 – I'm not trying to make Dart a Gary Stu or any of the other OCs in other Gundam stories to make him perfectly fine to kill someone (which killing will not occur in this story).**
**GeassDragon – I swapped rooms again because Charles is entering the story and I'm keeping the story mostly canon.**
Chapter 7 the French Student
Standing before the class managing to remain composed with all the female stares aimed at him in the classroom; was a sharply dressed boy with blond hair with a little ponytail to keep his medium long hair in one place. He looked at the entire class with his purple eyes and with a very confident and unfazed tone he addressed the girls and boys.
"I'm Charles Dunois, and I have come from France. It is nice to meet you." He greeted with an obvious French accent speaking in Japanese. Little did he know he was about to be bombarded with girlish screams.
"You're a boy…?" One of the girls asked for confirmation. It was starting to become difficult to judge dream from reality. In their case it would be most likely a dream to see a cute boy such as him coming to the IS Academy and joining their class to make it the third boy in the world to pilot an IS.
"Oui, I heard about a male student, pardon my rudeness for noticing the second boy, in the same situation as me so I transferred here," Charles finished explaining and here comes the ear busting moment, the moment of girlish excited shrieks.
"Welcome back Déjà vu," Dart muttered to himself unpleasantly, blocking his ears with his hands to reduce the damage of the loud cheers from the front and back of his seat. To his right wasn't as bad, considering it was Cecilia and she was surprised to see another male in the Academy, but it wasn't something to go head-over-heels for.
"There's a third male student!" Girl A exclaimed
"And he's in our class, which makes Class 1-1 have all the boys!" Followed by Girl B
"He's the type that girls want to protect!" Finished by Girl C
"SILENCE!" Chifuyu demanded with a tone of authority, and her wish was granted. All the girls stopped their comments within a second. She wasn't in the mood to deal with screaming girls again and waste time in her class.
Ah, sweet silence.
"Today we're conducting a joint practical training with Class 1-2." She informed her class of the first class of the day in a calmer tone. "I want everyone changed and assemble on the second arena ASAP. And Orimura and Silver, since you three are all males I want you to keep an eye out for Dunois. Dismissed."
Pulled out chair sounds was heard next and slight talk with each other as Dart and Ichika met at the front near Charles was standing. When all three had met face-to-face, Charles extended her hand out to Ichika to greet with a handshake.
"So you're Orimura? Nice to meet you," when he tried the simple greeting gesture Ichika took his hand reacting with a taken aback expression on Charles's face, although the skin was softer than Dart's. It felt strange for a boy.
"No time to stand around, we have to get out quickly," Ichika then towed Charles out of the door with Dart in pursuit exiting the class via the front door and leaving the girls to get their bags ready to walk to the same destination as the three boys were – the locker rooms.
As the three boys left the room and were out of sight, the girls in the room dreamily sighed, unable to get the cute face of Charles out of their minds. Dart and Ichika were attractive too…in a manly way.
"We're going to be changing in the arena's locker room before the girls get there, so you better get used to beating the girls there" Ichika explained to Charles speed walking through the hallways. They would like to run but running was prohibited.
"It might be a tiresome chore, but we don't want to encounter the girls while their changing," Dart added.
"Oh…right," Charles replied with a small blush appearing on 'his' face
Ichika saw his expression from the corner of his left eye and saw Charles looking uncomfortable. "What's wrong Charles?" Ichika asked, wondering if their new classmate had gotten himself sick.
"Cough. Maybe you should let go of Charles's hand. He isn't a child to be escorted after all," Dart emphasized on Charles's behavior.
"Oh…sorry," Ichika let go of Charles's hand and brought back a normal expression to his face.
Just as the three were about to reach a T-junction in the hallways, from the right corridor up ahead slid one girl in front of their path pointing her finger at them.
"I see the new transfer student!"
Another one came onto the stage doing the same posture at the first girl.
"And he's with Orimura and Silver!"
"How the hell can they have word spread throughout the school this fast?!" Dart questioned surprisingly.
Then behind them was a class the three boys had passed and out came a mob of girls aimed at them.
"There he is!"
"Move it! Outta my way!"
Suddenly the three boys were stuck in the middle, surrounded between two crazy and excited mobs of girls from the front and back, like being pigs in Piggy in the Middle as they closed in on the three.
"I do like Orimura's dark blue and Silver's dark brown hair, but I like the blond too!"
"We have to make a run for it," Ichika obviously said. Two boys started to run forward towards the mob of girls at the front either holding onto each other and embracing in the moment together, or looking excited that the boys were heading towards them. Ichika and Charles found an opening through the mob and started to run through it and legged it.
Dart on the other hand stayed behind, walking to the front mass of girls and addressed each one. "I'm afraid this is a bad time to talk, but if you would like to chat I'd be happy to do it during lunch time." He ended with a two finger salute and a smile running off as well, leaving his invitation to them to join him for lunch. The girls were more excited now.
He did promise to help the girls talk with a boy to increase their confidence talking to one in the future.
**\- Arena Locker Room -**
The three gents made it to the locker room panting their lungs out after a long run to the arena, successfully to lose the love-struck girls back in the hallway.
"If we're going to be chased by girls every day I might not need to worry about my daily exercise," Dart giggled in-between his repetitive and uncontrollable pants. He took a seat on the bench between the lockers to get some reprieve and catch his breath.
"We might as well get used to it for the next three years, because I don't think those girls would give up so easily." Ichika replied as he panted as well.
"I'm sorry for already getting you two into trouble," Charles randomly apologized as he rested up too and caught his breath.
"It's okay. You're like our savior after all. It's hard to be the few needles in the haystack in the academy." Ichika responded.
"No. Really?" Charles answered
"Yeah. My name is Orimura Ichika, but you can call me Ichika." Ichika introduced himself.
"My name's Silver Dart, but Dart is more welcome," Dart followed the introduction procedure next.
"It is nice to meet you Ichika and Dart, you may call me Charles. Speaking of Dart, I didn't know there was a second IS male pilot before me."
"It was one of those last second moments," Dart answered simply.
Ichika looked up to the clock in the locker room and he became panicked, seeing the time as 08:43am. They were going to be late if they didn't speed things up before 08:45 when class starts!
"Oh shit! We're going to be late!" Ichika picked it up to second gear rushing to his locker and starting to get changed with a folded IS clothing in it.
"Crap!" Dart instantly got off the bench and went to his locker just three locks down from Ichika's at the end. Charles strangely squealed embarrassingly, turning around with his hands on his eyes. Dart turned his head around to the shy Charles behind him. "What are you doing Charles?"
"I….I'm going to change now… So can you please turn around?" Charles pleaded
"I didn't intend to peek," Dart turned back to the front suspiciously and took off his IS shirt and replaced it with the IS suit placing it over his chest.
"Done," Charles said straightening his top onto his chest.
"Damn that was fast," Ichika complimented bewildered. "You gotta show me someday how to put it on that fast, especially with your thing in the way."
"Thing?" A blush slowly growing
"Your dick," Dart boldly replied with no humiliation turning around to the dressed and wildly embarrassed Charles hearing the man's privates spoken so casually. When he laid his eyes on him, he grew more doubtful of this guy's true identity. Charles had a very…feminine build. It was curvy around the hip line, and the legs were thin unlike any average male of this age. To add to this puzzle is that Charles looked away from the changing boys and requested not to be looked at while he changed. "Charles, are you a girl?" He interrogated.
Charles stuttered, "Ahh… No I am a boy."
"No time for talk, we need to get to the arena now!" Ichika interjected rushing to get changed and saved Charles's butt who used this opportunity to run into the arena since he was dressed and left Ichika and Dart to finish up changing.
'Charles…you're not fooling me with that boy getup.' Silver thought as he quickly followed the other two.
**\- Arena 2 -**
Filed up into lines and rows stood Class 1-1 and 1-2, standing at attention with Miss Orimura up front with the absence of Miss Yamada.
"Your practical training starts now and we're going to start off with a real life battle. Huang and Alcott, up front!"
"Yes ma'am!" Both girls said clearly and loudly simultaneously.
"Oh man why do I always have to be picked?" Ling muttered with distaste, walking up to the front.
"What a vulgar spectacle, do I have to do this?" Cecilia asked in the same tone as Ling, walking up to the front too and when they both got to the front and looked at the class, Miss Orimura whispered in their ears.
"Show a little more enthusiasm. This'll be a good chance to show off to the boys."
Bang. The girls turned their frowns upside down to a smile and were now hyped up. Cecilia did want to impress Dart with her IS skills more and Ling wanted to show off her abilities to Ichika.
Cecilia flicked her IS earring and brought up her cocky attitude again, "It's time for England's Candidate, Cecilia Alcott to step up and take charge."
"Yeah! And I can show the difference between a personal IS and a training model." Ling acted confident next crossing her arms. The result of their cockiness to show off to the crowd was greeted back with sweat drops from everyone except for Miss Orimura.
"So who's my opponent? I wouldn't mind tossing you around Huang." Cecilia haughtily said as she stared Rin in the eyes
"Hehe, that's my line. You're dead meat." Rin replied, doing the same thing to her.
"Don't get ahead of yourselves girls," Miss Orimura shot down their overconfident and boasting attitudes with a stoic look on her face as always. "You haven't met your opponent."
Whistling sounds was started to be heard in the air, following up with a loud female scream. It was getting closer.
"Ahhhh! Get out of the way, please and thank you!" The warning female was Miss Yamada spiraling down fast to the ground in a green IS. The girls, Dart and Charles got out of the way. Ichika was the only one frozen with shock as Miss Yamada crashed to the ground directly on top of Ichika.
**BOOM**
The ground shook a tad, shooting up a mushroom cloud of dust where the crash happened. The cloud of dust quickly disappeared with the girls and boys rushing over to check if everything was okay, and what they saw was something assertive. Ichika was lying on top of Miss Yamada in her IS on the ground, and Ichika was groping Miss Yamada's left breast with his right hand, keeping his other one on her right arm.
"I…uh…excuse me… Orimura…." Miss Yamada said with a blush on her cheeks and she looked like she was enjoying being groped by a man. Ichika came to his senses opening his eyes and feeling his face was between two big and bouncy mountains with his right hand on one of them. When he realized he was groping his teacher he freaked out raising his head away from her chest while keeping his hand on the breast.
"Yes…there does seem to be…a little problem," Miss Yamada said softly with more blushes turning her head to the left, avoiding eye contact. She began to wave her right against her face for a few seconds. "You see…if this continues Miss Orimura will be my sister-in-law, and I do have to admit it sounds quite taking." Maya said as she placed a hand on her blushing cheek.
Ichika stood back up as quickly as he could and instantly apologized sincerely. After he did that he was greeted with a call to his name in a very angry manner.
"ICHIKA~!" Ling yelled connecting her two axes together into one double sided weapon and she threw it as hard as she could to Ichika, but lucky for him Miss Yamada was there armed with a sniper rifle. With her precise aiming she quickly lied on her stomach, took aim and shot at the spinning axe and sent if flying away from Ichika to his left.
Everyone was speechless how she was able to hit an object that fast with one precise shot. Her level of skill is amazing, she could be on Kira Yamato's level for hitting things accurately.
"Miss Yamada might not look like it, but she used to be a Cadet Representative. Making a shot like that is nothing for her." Miss Orimura praised.
"B-but that was a long time ago. Besides, I never got past that…" Miss Yamada showed her modesty by blushing as she stood up and straightened her glasses.
"How long are you brats are going to space off? Get on with the program already," Miss Orimura snapped the two girls back into reality, who were going up in action against Miss Yamada.
"You mean it's two against one?" Cecilia questioned as she floated in the air
"That's not really a good idea." Rin followed
"Oh don't worry," Chifuyu responded with absolute confidence in Miss Yamada. Chifuyu placed her left hand against her hip with the back of her hand leaning against her body, "I'm sure the two of you will lose on no time."
This got the fire of the bellies of Cecilia and Ling burning. They weren't going to lose one match when the advantage was on their side.
"I'm not going to hold back!"
"We weren't being serious earlier!"
"W-well. Here I come!"
**2 Minutes and a whole can of whoop ass later**
Cecilia and Ling were both on the ground suffering a complete defeat with Miss Yamada shredding not a single sweat. The Raphael Revive, the training IS that she used was more fitted for different roles from defense, melee and ranged combat. What brought the two girls to defeat was their lack of coordination. They were fighting by themselves rather as a team, leading the two girls to crash into each other and allow Miss Yamada to blast their asses off with a grenade launcher.
"I guess that wraps it up," Yamada said cheerfully landing on the ground.
"I…I can't believe this… To be humiliated like this…" Cecilia gritted her teeth with anger as she lay on the ground shedding a tear or two from the two-on-one battle.
"Sheesh, what's with your maneuvers?! She easily saw through what you're thinking!" Ling tried to put the blame on Cecilia, staring at her.
"Excuse me but I should be the one saying that to you, Huang!" Cecilia returned the blame.
*Clap clap*
Miss Orimura clapped twice to stop the bickering, "Well, do you all now understand what the teachers of the ID Academy are really capable of? I hope you'll be showing them some respect from now on. Especially _you two_." She stared down to the tearing, humiliated and scolded girls. The two defeated girls stood up, "Why didn't you two try to establish a connection with the other? You could easily avoid collusions by doing that. Know your teammates position and movement. Understand that and victory will always be yours. Knowing what to do and when to do it as the situation demands will increase your chances of winning while minimizing the risks. That is what "cooperation" means."
"Alright get ready for the practice," Chifuyu stopped her lesson with Ling and Cecilia. "Orimura, Dunois, Silver, Huang and Alcott get in a line." The five spoken students got in a line as ordered by Chifuyu in front of the classes of students. "The ones who have their own personal units will be the group leaders. Each leader will take eight students each. Now, form your group!"
In an instant the girls flooded to Ichika, Dart and Charles and paying no mind to Cecilia or Ling who somewhat felt emotionally broken.
"Let's do this, Orimura!" Girl A asked
"You don't mind me joining, right?" Followed by Girl B
"Take me into your group!" pleaded by Girl C
"I want to see your moves, Dunois!" Asked by Girl D
"Teach me what I don't know yet." Another girl asked
"Can I see your Build Banshee again, Silver?" and finished by Girl F
Chifuyu was really pissed off now, shown by a tick mark showing on her head. "WHY YOU IDIOTIC BRATS! Everyone sort out accordingly to seating numbers! And the next time I find anyone slacking today, you will be doing laps around the field a hundred time with an IS behind your back!"
The fear struck the students really hard going back into an organized group professionally and walking off to a designated group in a single file. When the girls were arranged into their groups, the ones in the boy's groups were excited and cheerful, glad they were blessed with their last name that designated them to one of the boys alphabetically. While on the other hand for Ling and Cecilia, the only excited conversations they heard were questions begging to know about Dart and Ichika.
And so the IS lesson started.
"Erm, okay… Let's do this in seat number order, so the first one is…" Dart began talking to his group, scanning his finger left and right to see who was first on the list.
"It's me, Nohotoke Honne," the girl from Class 1-1 that would always wear a yellow hoodie with fox ears and outstretched sleeves said raising her right arm in the air cheerfully. This time she didn't have a yellow hoodie so her arms were visible.
"Ah, Nohotoke. It seems I get to teach you first. Have you ever piloted an IS before?"
"Yep!"
"Then please get into the IS."
Dart and Honne walked to the back of the deactivated Uchigane IS with Dart picking Honne up in a princess carry to the jealousy of the other girls. Aiming her legs diagonally in the air he helped Honne got her footing into the IS's legs that was close to the ground. She got into the IS and started to walk around briefly before coming back to where she started and jumping off the IS, leaving it in the air to the misfortune of others.
"Why did you leave the IS as it was?" Dart asked with annoyance.
Honne acted innocent, rubbing the back of her head like a klutz. "Oops, I'm sorry, Dart." She then chuckled afterwards leaving Dart to face-palm himself. He swore the girls were doing it for the fun and torture of Dart.
On Ichika's end, he was encountering the same problem. The girls would walk around in the IS and jump out with it still standing causing the male to activate his IS and princess carry each girl to the suit.
Up next was Houki's turn.
She was hesitant at first to getting hoisted in the air by Ichika, but when he carried her in his arms up to the idle Uchigane she felt safe and overcome with happiness experiencing a princess carry for the first time. It was her dream came true. Ichika helped her into the IS, and Houki figured this would be a good time to ask Ichika something.
"Um, Ichika. If you're not busy at lunch, would you like to have lunch together?" She was slightly more hesitant to pop the question as she got comfortable placing her arms and legs into the mechanical limbs of the IS.
"Lunch with you?" Ichika tilted his head repeating the question, thinking about it. He didn't have any plans with Dart or Charles during lunch so why not? "Sure, I'd love to." He nodded pleasantly.
"Great!" She nodded her head keeping her eyes shut. She was going to have him by herself, just the two of them alone!
**\- School Rooftop –**
The bell struck lunch as Ichika and Houki sat on the grass portion of the school building rooftop in agreement to have lunch together, just the two of them. But due to a change of plans, Houki's pleasant lunch turned around into a displeasing one. She looked forward to have lunch with her childhood friend, _but no_. Ichika had to ask his other childhood friend, Ling, to come along with the third male student so they could enjoy it as a group. Charles was understandable since he hasn't made and friends in the school yet other than Ichika and Dart.
'I guess this planned lunch could've been worse if Alcott wasn't aiming for Dart,' Houki thought with a bit of relief, still giving Ichika a death glare.
Ichika felt a death-like vibe coming from Houki. He stuttered as the glare sent a cold shiver down his spine.
"I know I promised that we'd have lunch together with just the two of us, Houki. But Charles and Ling haven't been at this school for no more than a week, so until they know more friends I want to be there for them." Ichika explained giving Houki a serious expression, to the sudden flatter of Charles and Ling.
"Yeah, that's true…but," Houki replied with a softer tone, hiding a bento she made for him wrapped in a pink sheet behind her knelt down body. She was giving a hesitant and embarrassed look. She was the shy type when expressing her feelings with other people around, so she hoped to be herself when she was alone with him.
Ling wasn't so hesitant to show her bento she made for Ichika. She held it between her crossed legs, keeping her eyes on the embarrassed Houki.
"Was it really okay for me to join you three?' Charles asked humbly. He didn't want to feel he was imposing on a group of friends Charles is not yet familiar with.
Ichika giggled for a brief moment, "You're so modest, Charles." He ceased his giggling and gave him a comforting smile, "We're going to be roommates from today forth, so we boys should be sticking together, right?"
"Thank you. You're so kind, Ichika." Charles thanked making Ichika blush a tad. "Oh, speaking of boys. If you say we should stick together, where is Dart?"
"He's having lunch with Cecilia down in the refectory."
Ling coughed clearly and loudly once to divert the conversation away between Ichika and Charles to Ichika and Ling. "Ichika, would you like to have some sweet and sour pork? I made it this morning." Ling unwrapped her bento and took off the lid of the box to a mine of delicious and savory lunch.
"Ooh!" Ichika widened his mouth and eyes astonished. The inside of his mouth began to drool just from the name alone of this tremendous delight.
"Umm, Ichika," Houki said softly wanting to get Ichika's attention. The boy looked from the sweet and sour pork bento to Houki holding on her lap a dark red box. "How would you like to try mine first?" She boldly asked. This did not make Ling happy at all. Houki took the top off the dark red bento box and unveiled a box that was separated in the middle, separating the rice and the variants of meat and vegetables.
Not only did it make Ichika's stomach growl to take it, but it was also representable.
"That's great! It seems like you spend a lot of time making each of them."
Houki turned her head away slightly and closed her eyes acting like a tsundere as usual. "I only made it for you because I was already making it for myself.
"I know, but still this is nice. Thank you, Houki." In his hands Ichika satisfyingly moved his chopsticks over to Houki's bento. Houki smiled and humphed boastfully, acknowledging Ichika was far more interested in trying her cooking than Ling's sweet and sour pork. Ichika picked up a fried chicken with his chopsticks and retreated back to where he sat since he had to lean across to get something from her bento. He held the piece of meat in front of him still clamped by the sticks as he looked at it with readiness. "Well then, thank you for the food." Ichika cobbled the fried chicken into his mouth and began to chew on it, savoring the indescribable taste.
Houki stared nervously and focuses at Ichika's mouth movements, as if her food was being judged.
"This is good!" Ichika exclaimed happily after swallowing the piece. "I bet you had to do a lot to make it."
Houki was the mist joyful she could be being praised by Ichika. She closed her eyes cheerfully and faint red cheeks appeared, "I used some ginger, soy sauce and grated garlic to season. Actually, I added some pepper at the beginning too." She kept on rambling as Ichika took another fried chicken from the bento.
"Aren't you going to eat it, Houki?"
"I already ate the ones that didn't turn out well." Ichika swallowed the meat and looked speechless at Houki, taking her aback. When she saw his concerned face she raised her hands up to her head. "Oh, I mean I'm fine," she accidentally let her tongue slip. "Well, I'm glad you like it."
'What a bad comeback, Houki.' This made Ichika feel slightly sorry for her. If she put too much effort to make this great bento then she deserves to eat it as well and Ichika wasn't going to leave the rooftop until Houki gets to taste the good parts of her own bento.
Ichika leaned over to Houki once more and picked up the last ball of dark gold meat and raised it to her mouth. "Here!"
"Ahh!" Ling squealed knowing what Ichika was planning on doing.
"Wh-what?" Houki flustered with a cute look on her face staring up from the ball of meat to Ichika's firm face.
"Come on, eat it."
Houki's blush reddened as she looked back to the meat before her eyes being handed to her by Ichika! "O… Okay, then…" she opened her mouth a little not to seem ill-mannered and chomped the fried chicken on the chopsticks. She brought her mouth back and proceeded to savor this moment and taste. When she was done, it was very pleasant to taste the better part of her cooking.
"It's… It's good."
"HEY! Stop being so lovey dovey and try my sweet and sour pork already!" Ling yelled losing her impatience.
"Okay, okay."
**\- Room 1052 –**
"Wow, by the time lunch was over I thought I would have lost my ability to speak," Dart said relieved entering his room with Cecilia closing the door behind them at dusk.
"By the way, what was that about, Dart?" Cecilia asked frowning by the door. Like Houki, she hoped to have another one-on-one with Dart during lunch, but randomly a large group of girls from different grades and classes marched up to him and firing comments and questions at him.
"Well, I sort of dug myself into that situation," Dart commented walking to the foot of his bed which was closest to the bathroom and sat on it as his ass was being absorbed into the mattress. He stretched his arms out as far as he could and twisted his body making bone-cracking noise.
"Well?" Cecilia stood in front of Dart placing her hands on her hips irritably.
"It's sort of a long story, but I'll try to make it short as I can. I encountered a few groups of girls that ambushed me on my way to the locker room prior to practice today and I sort of invited them to talk to me during lunch to let me through. Just like Ichika and Charles, I could have run past the girls but I made a promise as a man to help the girls talk to boys since they haven't had that chance to talk to any in earlier schools."
"That's…very nice of you to do, Dart," Cecilia was speechless at Dart' selfless action. If the girls didn't have any boys to talk to in the IS Academy, their chances of finding love in the future would plummet. "Who did you make a promise to?"
"Katane Mira, during our one-time date."
"D-d-d-d-d-date?!"
"For your information, I wasn't the one to ask for it." Dart began to explain his story. "In return for her teaching me how to pilot an Uchigane in four days before we dueled in the Class Rep match, she wanted a date in return. She kept her side of the deal and trained me, and I kept mine by dating as students, not girlfriend/boyfriend."
"What a relief," Cecilia muttered after a soft sigh. She thought she would actually lose her chance to make him hers. Unfortunately for her, Dart head her little mutter and squinted his eyes. He couldn't shake this feeling that Cecilia actually fell for Dart sometime after their match and was dead-set on making him her fiancé.
It was only fair to give her a chance, even after her traumatized past with her father being a bad role-model. But, he wasn't going to be some possession already claimed by someone. There was only one way to find out if the friendship would advance to the next level, or stay where it is.
"Listen, Cecilia." He began in a serious tone and getting her full attention, ceasing to show her relaxed composure. "If you're determined to make me your boyfriend, I'll allow you a chance."
"You will?" Cecilia widened her eyes surprisingly
"If you're not busy this weekend, how about we hang out together? See a movie or go shopping" This brightened Cecilia's mood hugely being asked on a date. "If all goes well and we find a connection between us, I'll be happy to date you more. But you do know if we can't, right?"
Cecilia held her clenched fists up by her body looking more confident, "I do, and I won't allow us to lose that connection! On my name as Cecilia Alcott, we shall be future husband and wife!"
Dart shed a sweat drop, 'Don't go thinking too far ahead… We haven't had this date yet and you speak of us already being boyfriend/girlfriend.'