Frosty Flake and the Gorgeous Kitsune

Chapter 4- The Date

The next day, Botan awoke bright and early as always, only, today she had a motive. She still had to get ready for Kurama.

~*~*~

Kurama woke up totally rested. He had decided he'd better go to bed early so that he would be cheerful for his date. That worked out well. At least this time he didn't have a headache.

He got dressed in his best clothes and looked himself over in the mirror.

Giving a condoning nod at himself he prepared to walk out the door remembering his mother was awake now and turned to her.

"I'm off mother. I'll be back before11 tonight. I hope you'll be all right without me."

Shiori nodded.

"I'll be find Shuichi. Have fun, and please don't worry about me." She said, managing a small smile.

Kurama looked over his shoulder and smiled back, then he left, closing the door behind him.

~*~*~

Botan already had her clothes out from the night before. She slipped them on and brushed them with her hands to make sure there weren't any wrinkles. She then moved on to the bathroom to put her makeup on. Carefully and with much precision she finished, quite proud of her work.

"Ready." She said to herself.

'All I have to do now is wait.' She thought anxiously.

She grabbed her French book off the coffee table. It was called Common French Terms and Phrases for Dummies.

"I might as well learn something while I wait." She said aloud, looking at the very first page.

Bonjour! Comment Ca va? Je tres bien merci! Tu as faim?

She read the translation.

Hello. How are you? I'm fine thank you. Are you hungry?

She tossed the book back onto the table.

'Nah. Too tacky. You don't as people if their hungry RIGHT after you meet them! Who writes this stuff anyway?' she wondered.

There was a knock at the door. Botan squealed.

'He's here!'

She took a deep breath to calm herself as she opened the door.

Kurama stood there looking hotter than ever.

Botan felt like she would melt.

"Shall we get going?" he asked.

Botan smiled. She looked past him and saw his car in the driveway.

"You have a car?" she asked sweetly.

Kurama nodded.

"Yes but I prefer to walk rather than drive most of the time. I brought it because I didn't want you to have to walk." He said generously, extending his had to her.

"That's so sweet of you." Botan said as she grasped his hand.

They brought their hands down to their sides but continued to hold each others.

Kurama walked her to the car. It was a green convertible, very pricey Botan guessed.

Kurama left the top up. Botan smiled at this. She liked her privacy; besides, the wind would ruin her hair.

Kurama helped her into the car and closed the door, and stridded over to his side. Before getting into the car he spent a moment thinking.

'She's so beautiful. Ethereal. That's what she is.' He thought, finally climbing in.

Botan stared dreamily at him then she turned around and looked out the window blushing, hoping he hadn't seen.

He had but he didn't say anything. He had his thoughts to think about as well as the road.

They reached the movie theater and Kurama helped Botan out of the car. They walked to the ticket booth hand in hand.

"What movie would you like to see?" he asked.

"Hm…."

She was all out of ideas. She hadn't even thought about that.

"How about…Freaky Friday?" she suggested.

"Freaky Friday it is." Kurama told the ticket woman who in turn handed him two tickets. Kurama was more than happy to pay. His family was rather wealthy.

Botan felt horrible not paying for herself…but. The truth was, she had spent all her extra money on the pair of jeans from the mall.

Kurama escorted her into the theater and they picked two seats right in the middle.

Kurama had his hand on the armrest. Botan placed her hand on top of his and massaged his fingers.

He smiled at her as she laid her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. He had his thoughts to think about as well as the road.

They reached the movie theater and Kurama helped Botan out of the car. They walked to the ticket booth hand in hand.

'What movie would you like to see?' he asked.

"Hmm…."

She was all out of ideas. She hadn't even thought about that.

"How about…Freaky Friday?" she suggested.

"Freaky Friday it is." Kurama told the ticket woman who in turn handed him two tickets. Kurama was more than happy to pay. His family was rather wealthy.

Botan felt horrible not paying for herself…but. The truth was, she had spent all her extra money on the pair of jeans from the mall.

Kurama escorted her into the theater and they picked two seats right in the middle.

Kurama had his hand on the armrest. Botan placed her hand on top of his and massaged his fingers.

He smiled at her as she laid her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Kurama smiled again and laid his head on top of hers.

~*~*~

By the time the movie was over Botan was fast asleep.

Kurama sat in the theater with her still leaning against him. He watched as the janitors cleaned up then they were gone and he and Botan were the only ones left in the theater. Kurama figured they should leave now but he didn't want to wake her up yet. She looked so peaceful and happy.

He picked her up gently in his arms, letting her head rest on his chest and carried her out of the theater.

~*~*~

It was dark outside and the stars flickered brilliantly in the sky.

Kurama sat down on one of the vacant benches still holding Botan. She stirred in her sleep a bit then opened her eyes.

"K-Kurama?" she whispered.

He nodded.

"You fell asleep." He said.

They smiled at each other as their faces got closer until finally their lips touched in a deep passionate kiss.

Kurama stroked Botan's face with gently with his hand.

She smiled and broke the kiss.

"As much as I don't want that to end, I think we should be getting back home." She suggested.

Kurama smiled and picked her up, carrying her to the car.

When the reached Botan's house Kurama followed her to the door.

"I had a wonder night." Botan said, reaching for the doorknob.

"So did I." Kurama agreed.

At those words Botan turned around to face him. Immediately some unseen force pulled her into him. It was like the north and south poles of a magnet. Automatically drawn to him. Again she was kissed.