Madoka woke up to her alarm clock set at 10am. She set it late since it was Sunday- the only day she could actually rest. Stretching out, she hopped out of her bed, and drew the curtains away. She took a deep breath as stared down the room window. Staring at the cars down there, she reminded herself about the lunch with Gingka. Smiling excitedly about it to herself, she made her way to the bathroom to take a shower. Considering that she had only 30 minutes left now, she changed into something casual, yet elegant. She wore a dark blue shirt, with skinny jeans and a pair of long boots. She set her hair the usual way, and was all set to go.
She turned on the TV while she waited for Gingka to arrive. After almost ten minutes of waiting, her phone started to ring. The screen revealed the name 'Gingka'.
"He must be here." Madoka said to herself and picked up the phone. "I'm coming, Gingka."
"Hey, give me your address." Gingka said from the other end of the phone.
Rolling her eyes, and laughing at her obliviousness, Madoka gave Gingka the address and waited for him to arrive.
When she heard the horn honk downstairs, she wasn't sure it was him, but then her phone buzzed again, indicating that Gingka had arrived.
"He owns a car?" Madoka spoke to herself as she locked her apartment and made her way down to where Gingka's car was.
"Hi." Gingka greeted, as he opened the door for her from the inside, with himself seated on the driving seat.
"I didn't know you own a car." Madoka greeted back while entering into the spacious white car.
"You barely know me." Gingka smirked, driving off with the brunette by his side.
"Is that the reason why you arranged this meet up?" Madoka smirked back at the redhead.
"Uh…" Gingka slightly blushed, then giggled, "Partly yes, partly no."
"So where are we going?" Madoka questioned, her eyes glued to the road.
"I'll take you to my favorite restaurant." Gingka took a U-turn and parked his car in front of the finest restaurant in town.
This place is so expensive. It's so obvious by the looks of it. But keep your contemplations to yourself this time, Madoka. You already got yourself embarrassed enough in front of Kyoya that day.
"They serve have the best Chinese cuisine here." Gingka stated, as he got off the car along with Madoka.
"Great. I love Chinese food." Madoka grinned, fixing her hair.
"After you." Gingka gestured as the security guard opened the front door for the two.
"Wow Hagane. I didn't know you could be such a gentleman." Madoka acknowledged, surprised, but totally appreciating this side of him.
"It's good to act gentlemanly sometimes." Gingka smirked at the brunette.
"Sometimes? I'd really like to see this side of yours often." Madoka stated, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"It will be rare when you encounter this side of me. So cherish it for now." Gingka laughed.
"Why so?" Madoka raised an eyebrow at him.
"Because you don't deserve it." Gingka mocked and laughed at the young lady.
"And why is that?" Madoka started to rile up.
"You took away my chances of working for the CEO." Gingka made a sarcastic comment, but unfortunately sarcasm was not evident in his tone.
"Seriously Gingka!? Is this why you called me over for lunch? If you're going to continue with this attitude of yours, then I'm out of here." Madoka got dead serious this time, making Gingka realize that he had gone too far with his statements.
"Hey, I'm sorry. It was only a sarcastic comment. I didn't mean any of it." Gingka quickly cleared everything out.
Madoka gave him a stern look. Gingka knew he was screwed up and he had to make up for all that he had said.
"Let's order. What would you like?" He instantly changed the topic.
"Order whatever you want." Madoka was still in a bad mood.
"I'm sorry Madoka. Please lighten up your mood now. How about we have sushi?" Gingka insisted.
Madoka's mood immediately lightened up at the mention of sushi. She loved sushi. It always gave her an odd satisfaction.
"Okay." She smiled at the redhead, assuring that her mood was all good now.
After ordering two plates of sushi, Gingka complimented Madoka, "You look fine, Madoka."
"You don't even know how to compliment someone, Gingka." Madoka laughed at his compliment.
"H-how come?"
"You need to add more adjectives to your dictionary." Madoka snickered once again.
"Maybe you don't know how to take a compliment." Gingka countered, smirking at his own words.
"Kyoya makes way better compliments than you." Madoka smirked back.
"H-he complimented you?" Gingka sat up straight, trying to release the bit of tension creating inside him.
"He does that quite often." Madoka exaggerated a little.
"Guess you're really enjoying your time with him." Gingka fake smiled at her.
"Who wouldn't? He is a true gentleman!" Madoka clasped her hands together.
"I can tell." Gingka always idolized Kyoya as well. Without doubt, he had a very intimidating personality, and no one could deny that fact.
"How's your time going with your boss?"
"Uh, don't ask. He's a coffee lover. I think I'm more of a clerk at office, whose job is to pass coffee all day long, rather than the CFO's assistant." Gingka bitterly stated.
"Dread the time when he'll assign you with loads of work." Madoka giggled.
"I'd be happy with that, honestly. I mean, he has never tested my working skills." Gingka mentioned.
"And you might end up being the CFO yourself." Madoka winked at him.
"Or the CEO of the company." Gingka smirked, acting proud.
"You never know." Madoka replied, trying to get his hopes up.
"Man, the sushi was awesome!" Madoka licked her lips like a small child, while exiting the restaurant.
"Told you they serve the best Chinese food." Gingka was glad that Madoka enjoyed the food.
"Sure do."
"What's your favorite ice cream flavor, Madoka?" Gingka asked, while they sat back in the car.
"Chocolate!" Madoka beamed at the mention of ice cream.
"Alright then, chocolate it is!" Gingka rode off.
"Hey, the ice cream's on me." Madoka commanded.
Gingka shook his head in disagreement, "No way."
"Why not?" Madoka raised her eyebrow.
"It was my plan to have lunch together; hence, it's on me." Gingka indicated.
"That's a lame excuse." Madoka mocked the redhead.
"Are you calling me lame?" Gingka joked.
"Your assumptions might be correct." Madoka smirked.
"Your expectations will be wrong." Gingka smirked back at the brunette.
"Eh?" Madoka raised an eyebrow, confused.
"You're not paying." Gingka swirled the steering and parked the car alongside the ice cream stand.
Pouting, Madoka got off the car and whispered to herself, "Egotistic gentleman."
The sun slowly stared to set as the duo bought two chocolate ice cream cones.
"Can we sit in the car and eat?" Madoka asked before taking the first bite of her ice cream cone.
"I can't trust you with this. I don't want my car to get coned." Gingka laughed while licking his ice cream.
Gingka's laugh made Madoka laugh as well. Although he kind of insulted her but she decided to laugh along rather to ruin the enjoyment.
In the process of giggling along with the redhead, Madoka accidentally smudged some ice cream on her nose. Being oblivious to the fact that the bridge of her nose looked like it was painted brown, Gingka slowly reached out to her nose and wiped off the liquid off it, using his thumb. Madoka followed every move that Gingka made, and the moment his thumb touched her skin, she blushed. Hard. Gingka averted his gaze towards Madoka's oceanic eyes, when Madoka's eyes were already staring into his gold ones. The two pair of eyes stared into one another's for a few seconds before Madoka broke the silence, "Can I have a tissue paper, please?" she pleaded the ice cream seller.
Gingka sighed when his heart skipped a beat and he realized how beautiful of a moment that was. Her eyes were magical. He wanted to keep staring into them forever.
"Gingka, your ice cream's melting." Madoka snapped him back to reality.
"Oops." He started to munch onto his ice cream cone, finishing it in no time.
"Thanks a lot Gingka. It was indeed a great day." Madoka reached up and hugged her tall friend for giving her an amazing time.
Gingka's heart once again skipped a beat when Madoka hugged him.
Her hair smells so good.
"It was my pleasure, Mado." Gingka passed her a genuine warm smile.
"Did you just give me a nickname?" Madoka laughed and aww-ed at the cute nickname he just created for her.
"I guess so." Gingka blushed and rubbed the back of his head.
"It's cute." Madoka smiled, "Goodnight Gingka."
"Goodnight Mado." Gingka bid her goodbye outside her apartment door and drove away.
Sighing, Gingka turned up the volume to listen to some romantic music since it complimented his current mood.
You sure are something, Madoka.
I know I took way too long than I should've to update. After reading everyone's lovable reviews, I decided on updating fast, hence, this chapter is a bit rushed. I'll come up with a better chapter next time.
Until then, take care everyone. Love you guys! x