Author's Note: Hehe. Thanks for the reviews!!! I keep improving the chapters of this fic...not very noticeable though. Ok, I'm sorry to any Remi fans out there...she doesn't really come off as Remi here. Forgeef me!
Musica sincerely hoped his performance in front of Licia had set her burning with envy. But wouldn't it have been nicer to have her here with you rather than being envious back there? Mucia coughed, to hide a choke. Remi looked at him with an overly concerned face. "Are you alright?" she asked sweetly.
Musica gazed adoringly down at her. "Of course, my dear," Remi smiled contentedly and clung to his arm with more fervor. Obviously, either she hadn't noticed the implications of his italics or she thought he was still trying to show up Licia.
Returning to the evil voice in his mind, he chided it. No! I don't like Licia!
Oh, don't you? I beg to differ.
I don't! I like Remi; she's cute.
Like, did you say? Not love? Glad to hear it. Remi's irritating, would be a more appropriate term.
Remi was irritating Musica to no end. Now that his spiteful little performance for Licia was over, Musica was beginning to realize the downside of it. Remi had taken his gestures for true, undying love that was unconditional and would conquer all. Musica expertly hid a cringe.
Ok, so maybe she is a bit annoying.
A bit?
Musica forced conversation between him and her. "So, you like eating Italian?" Remi shook back her pretty purple hair – it was pretty, and even the evil voice grudgingly agreed – and nodded enthusiastically. Too enthusiastically.
"Yes! I love eating pizza...would you share a pizza with me? I like extra cheese and anchovies on top! I can't stand mushrooms, though."
"Sure I'll share. And let's share a drink too!" Isn't this going a bit too far? Next, you'll be asking to share the same be-
Shut up! Musica barked mentally, hoping desperately his face wasn't too scarlet. Remi tickled his cheek fondly. "Sure we can share a drink, Musica. Do you like soy bean milk? You don't need to blush!"
Musica choked. "I wasn't blushing. Just...just...sunburn!" He spat out hastily. Remi frowned.
"But there's no sun!"
Musica grinned weakly. Oh yeah. No sun, no sunburn. How silly of me. He blinked as the evil voice gave no comment. Maybe it was going to listen to him at last!
Suddenly, the welcome neon lights of the chosen Italian restaurant blazed in front of them. Musica almost laughed out loud hysterically. "We're here! Let's go and grab some grub!" he said happily to Remi.
Remi nodded, smiling up at him with starry eyes. "Sure!"
As Remi hurtled through the automatically-sliding doors of the restaurant, she wondered why Musica was so eager to get in here. Maybe he can't wait to share a drink with me...Remi knew she was being too clingy, but she wanted to make a good impression on Musica on their first date.
As they rushed past the warmly lit booths, Remi recognized a familiar face. Before she could wave, she was gently but firmly pulled forward by a strong and hasty Musica. Once they reached their chosen booth, Remi yanked her arm away from Musica's.
"Oh, Musica," she said reproachfully. "What's the rush? We have all night! I couldn't stop to say 'hello' to Sieg Hart back there!" Musica stared at her and ran his fingers through his hair distractedly.
"Sieg was there?" he asked bemusedly. "Oh! Sorry, I guess. Go on and give him a rapturous greeting." Musica wearily plonked himself down on the seat, and immediately reached for the menu.
"B-but aren't you coming?" Why was Musica acting this strange? Musica absently shook his head, absorbed in the menu. Like it was a bestseller book or something! Remi thought with some disgust. "Well, ok. Your choice. It's going to be awfully rude though."
She stalked away, hoping Musica would notice her displeasure. Sneaking a peek back proved that he did not, still gazing at the menu ardently. "That damn menu may as well be his date tonight!" Remi muttered. She gave herself a little mental shake. "I have to be patient; the poor boy just lost his love. He can't be normal after so little time."
Absently, lost in thought, she passed by Sieg's booth without noticing. A "Hey! Remi!" brought her to attention. Gasping, she spun round.
"Sieg! I'm so sorry; I never noticed! I was just coming to say hi, though!" Remi babbled out nervously. Sieg looked at her calmly, his face expressionless as usual.
"That's alright. Are you here alone? Would you like to join me?" Sieg almost always spoke quietly, dignifiedly. Remi was still absent, but she heard what he said. She shook her head.
"Oh, no, I'm here with -" She broke off abruptly. "W-what did you say?! Did ...did you just ask me to-to join you?" Remi gaped at Sieg with wide eyes, and slightly trembling fingers.
The fingers trembled as Sieg had just turned a light shade of pink. Sieg Hart...blushing..! Remi almost fainted dead away. Because of me! She caught herself firmly. Don't be foolish...
"Um...nice seeing you. If you're with someone else, forget it!" He laughed a bit nervously. Sieg Hart laughing nervously! Remi was unsure of how to respond, but suddenly her eyes met his bright blue ones. And she couldn't stop staring.
So blue.... I think they're brighter than the sky in daylight. And they sparkle, like water.
Someone cleared their throat next to Remi. Remi jumped, startled. It was Musica. Remi felt her cheeks flush and redden. "Oh, hi! I was just talking to Sieg here." She threw Musica her most winning smile. Please believe me! Oh, Rave! Please don't let him misunderstand...and anyhow it's not like Sieg and I did anything.
Sieg and Musica nodded at one another amiably, and shook hands. They exchanged how-do-you-do's and then Musica turned back to Remi.
"Uh...Remi, I left my damn hand phone back home. I have to go get it! I won't be longer than ten to fifteen minutes. Would you mind?" he asked, seriously. Remi suppressed her irritation.
To her surprise, she found she had none. It didn't feel like she had a date with Musica at all. "Sure, no problem. Take your time. I'll be here with Sieg. Is that ok?" Remi heard herself say. I said that?
Musica heaved a sigh of...was that relief? Remi looked at him indignantly. "Right, then. I'll be back soon." Without another word, he turned and almost ran out of the restaurant.
Sieg looked at Remi amusedly. He had regained his calm blandness. "Trouble in paradise?" Remi sat down opposite him. This was meant to be a date with Musica, and it's turning into one with Sieg! And the worst part is...I'm not minding.
"Oh, shut up and order!" Remi snapped at him.
Musica stalked home in thoughtful silence. "Remi was staring at Sieg Hart!! On a date with me!!" he muttered angrily now and then. I can't lose that leverage with Licia! I need Remi to...
"To make her jealous!" he finished aloud. Suddenly, his shoulders sagged.
If I like Remi so much, why the hell am I walking back to get a hand phone I don't really need? Musica tried to suppress his next thought, but with no avail. So that I can Licia again...right?
Half of Musica even hoped that Remi and Sieg did have some chemistry goin on between them.
Musica let out a savage snarl which was snatched up by the wind. Cold night. He tramped home irritably.