I could not even focus on the show, so if you asked me what it was about. I could not tell you.

But I can tell you every little detail about my Minako.

When she laughs, her ears turn red.

When she sniffs, her ears twitch.

She wiggles her nose instead of itching it.

She had a tiny mole right by her eyebrow.

She is too beautiful for this earth.

My angel on earth is what I will call her.

After the show, her friends lived in different parts of the city so when they all departed to catch either a bus or walk. I took her arm and lead her to my car. "I'll give you a ride ok?" She looked up at me and smiled, "Thank you."

I nodded and opened the car door, letting her in, and I shut it. I went to the driver side and got in.

She was looking around the car, touching the brown leather interior.

"This is a Lexus…I have never been in one before. I head they have very expensive."

"Yes they are. This baby cost me $54,980. V8 engine, Transmission 5 speed-automatic."

Her chin seemed to drop to the floor, "Are you rich or something."

I chuckled starting the engine, "I'm well off, I own my own car business."

"Wow!"

I nodded, "I been in the car business since I was about…17, I started selling cars. Then I made my own business."

"How old are you?"

I was quiet for a while, and I looked at her. "I am in my late 30's my dear." She just stared at me her eyes and mouth wide.

"You don't look anywhere near that!"

I smiled, "Well, thank you."

"You look not more then like 25!"

"Well, how old are you?" I asked, even though I already knew.

"I'm almost 16."

"So, I'm like 25 years your senior."

 I pulled out nodding to the valet boy, and I waited for her directions to her house, even though I knew that as well.

"Turn here…" She said.

"I did not make you uncomfortable did I?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm just shock."

I touched her hand softly, "Don't worry. I'm not some sick hentai who make child porn." I joked, and she smiled.

"You don't look like the type."

My eyes met hers, and I wanted to die.

"Um…It's up the street."

"Huh?"

"My house."

"Oh sorry!" I blushed putting my hand back on the steering wheel as we came up to her house.

"Um…thank you."

I looked at her again; "Think I can call you sometime?"

She nodded slowly, and I reached for a pen and paper in the glove compartment, brushing against her leg.

"My number is, 555-9528."

"I'll call you, okay?"

What happened next, I did not really plan, but I went one with it. I leaned over and brushed my lips against hers.

She was beat red, "G-good night Matthew."

"Good Night Minako..."

She got out of the car shutting the door, and gave a small wave.

"…my angel on earth."