Disclaimer: Same as the last three chapters. Nothing changed.
Summary: And…stuff happens! XD
Author's Note: I am so sorry this took forever to get out! Everything's been so hectic here! Especially with the computer situation. My computer died, and than I got stuck with one of my brothers old, crappy, stupid, worthless, etc, etc, computer, which I hated with a passion, and than, miraculously my computer was revived back to its normal state (like, three weeks after it died. I so stupid. -slaps forehead-)And it took me a day to finally get all my applications and crap on here and another day to remember that I was actually writing a story (on top of that, it took me at least a month or two to post it up! I'm lazy. And I re-edited it.). Lol. Enjoy!
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My Date With Shion
By SapphireWhiteTigress
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Chapter 4
Allen was nervous beyond anyone's comprehension. It was now going on 5:30, half an hour before the time when he was supposed to meet Shion for dinner. He was ready to go out, had his suit, rose, and everything, but yet, he still didn't know if she'll go out with him! It was nerve-wracking!
'Okay, Allen, calm down. Take slow, deep breaths. Nothing to worry about, the worst that could happen is Shion not accepting…and than my life will be shattered!' Allen thought frantically as a long stream of tears rolled down his face.
"Oh! What am I gonna do!" He cried out, placing his hands over his watery eyes. "I mean, why would Shion want to go out with someone like me when she could have anyone in the federation! Like, Tony, or Hammer, heck, even Captain Mathews!" He paused and made a sick face. "Maybe not Captain Mathews…" He sighed and slouched down in his chair as depression took over his form.
Shion's an attractive, smart, brave, independent woman who didn't need anyone. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind, take on the Gnosis, or anything! He would do anything to have her strength.
He placed his head in his hands and sighed in frustration, the feeling to cry overpowering him. 'Oh, Allen, who are you kidding? Man, I can't even stand up for what I believe in, let alone for the woman I love…My life's a living hel—'
"Hello!" A voice broke him from his depressing thoughts.
Allen glanced up to see…some random person whom he have no idea. "Uh….?"
The random person only grinned. "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?" He raised an eyebrow and plopped down next to Allen. "I could've sworn I've seen you around…"
Allen could only blink, wondering how in the world did this guy entered his room. "Um…?"
The man only laughed. "Ah, a man of very few words, huh? Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Christopher Tabasco, and I was wondering around when I heard some shouting. It sounded like you're in need of some help, my friend!" Christopher stuck his hand out for the confused Allen to shake.
Allen stared from Chris's hand to his face back to his hand, slowly taking it and shaking. "I'm…Allen Ridgeley."
Chris's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh! Now I remember where I've seen you from! You're with the crew on that Elsa ship, and not only that, you're with that famous lady, Shion is it? Real purdy gal, you got there." Christopher chuckled. "Are you two dating?"
Allen would've choked if he was drinking something, but you really don't need to drink to choke nowadays, so, Allen choked on air. He coughed and banged his chest a few times to allow air back into his lungs.
Christopher raised a light brown eyebrow. "You okay?"
Allen nodded. "Um…yeah."
The new guy slowly nodded. "So, are you two dating?"
Allen swallowed the lump that form in his throat. "Um, no…not really…I mean, uh, it's…complicated."
Christopher blinked. "Complicated? How?"
Allen really didn't feel like talking to a guy whose last name was Tabasco, but, it didn't seem like he was ever going to leave him alone. "Well, it's like this…I've been in love with Shion for three years now, almost four, and she hasn't really noticed me. All she sees when she looks at me is a subordinate, someone who just works with her. Ever since a particular incident some years ago, she's closed herself off from ever falling in love again." Allen took a deep breath.
Christopher remained silent as he allowed Allen to finish talking. He was very interested in what the poor man had to say.
"Well, ever since this whole thing started, I've fallen more in love with her and even tried to show her that, but she turns a blind-eye on me…I dunno, maybe it's me? Maybe I'm not what she wants…" He wanted to jump into his bed and brawl his eyes out, but he couldn't do that. Men don't cry! Especially men that want to impress the chief.
"I've, um, gave a friend a letter to hand to the chief, but that was a while ago, and I haven't seen either of them since. I don't know if she'll meet me at the Shooting Star at six or not! It's so…frustrating!"
Christopher nodded and glanced at his watch. "Perhaps you should get ready?"
Allen sighed. "What's the point? She probably isn't going to come…"
Christopher smiled and winked. "Only time will tell my friend. I have no doubt in my mind that your lady friend is going to show up."
"What makes you so…confident?"
"It's what comes naturally." Christopher stood up and dusted his pants out of habit. "Believe in yourself, Allen. You're a good guy, she'll be crazy if she doesn't go." He turned towards the door. "I should be going now, the misses is going to have my head if I'm not back home soon. You know, my turn to cook dinner. You take care."
"You too. And, um, thanks, for listening!" Allen waved as Christopher Tabasco, the most random person he met, left the room, and possibly, his life, forever.
Allen glanced at his watch. It was only 5:55….
5:55!
Allen's eyes grew wide as he hastily rushed around his room to get ready.
After getting dressed in a blue tux (the restaurant was formalwear only), he dashed from the room, stopped, backtracked, and checked his appearance in the mirror by the door. Everything was in place (he hoped), and he ran from his room, with only two seconds to spare.
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Five Seconds Later…
It was now the time of reckoning, the moment of truth, a time where Allen's faith will be decided. There was no backing out now. No hiding under his bed. No one to run to. It was now that he will become a man. Not just any man, mind you, the man that will take Shion Uzuki out on a date!
He took a deep breath and softly knocked on her door. Five seconds in waiting, Allen was ready to run and never heard from again. After another five seconds ticked away, Allen closed his eyes and inhale deeply.
She wasn't going to come. He's world have been shattered. She didn't like him. She didn't want anything to do with him. He was crushed. He was useless, and now he will drink his life away.
What's a life when you don't have the girl you love spend it with you?
As he turned, crestfallen, the door to Shion's room opened, bringing him to a halt. He took another deep breath. Eyes still closed, and turned around, apology ready. "Uh, chief, I'm sorry for disturbing you but…I…" He trailed off as he opened his eyes to see the most gorgeous sight he had ever had the pleasure to witness.
Standing in front of him was Shion, but not the Shion he known for three, almost four years, but a very different, very feminine, Shion Uzuki. Her hair was loose, flowing down her bare back, her glasses were gone from her face, she was dressed in a shimmering blue dress that really complimented her eyes and she wore the most beautiful smile in the world of history. Allen was enticed by her mesmerizing beauty and all he could do was stare.
Shion found herself appreciating the way Allen was taking her in. She smiled at him. "Allen?" She said, hoping that that would break him from the spell.
Allen blinked at someone saying his name and shook his head. 'Okay, bad thoughts…naughty thoughts…ah! The perverted side of me is taking over!' He took a deep, steady breath to calm his raging hormones and nervousness.
"Um, so…ready?"
Shion nodded and took his arm.
'Today is the happiest day of my life! Shion is actually going out with me! ME! Allen Ridgeley, you are the man! I could be attacked by Gnosis and that couldn't even ruin my day!'
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6:05PM
The Shooting Star
The Shooting Star was one of the most exquisite dinning restaurants in the Foundation. The outside was impressive with its long red carpet, trailing to the golden-rim double doors. The building reached at least 6 stories high with balcony booths and a rotating top, where customers can see all of the Foundation in one seating (as long as you don't have motion sickness).
To say that Shion was amaze would be an understatement. She turned to Allen with a questionable look in her eyes. "This must cost a fortune! How did you…?"
Allen smiled sheepishly. "It was a favor, actually…"
Shion nodded, still a little suspicious. "What kind of favor?"
"Eh, well…Remember Steve? The Professor's 'sidekick'? He has this friend of a friend and…well, I got a discount. And I've been doing a few…side jobs."
Shion was impressed. Even a discount looked like it would still cost an arm and a leg. She quickly checked Allen just to make sure he still had his (arm and leg, that is).
Allen gestured towards the door where the doorman was holding it open for them. "Shall we?"
Shion nodded and so, the two walked together in the restaurant, and nearly fainted at the sight it behold. It was as if the walls were made from pure gold, glistering in the light from the chandeliers that hung high above in the ceiling. Tables dotted the first floor with red and white tablecloths and a grand stairway led up to the higher floors. In the center of the room was a small stage where a man, playing on a shimmering white baby grand piano, allowed soft, smoothing music flow around the room. The whole sight was so breathtaking and…wonderful!
As they waited to be seated, they noticed all the rich and popular people engaged in conversation and eating wonderful meals. No doubt that this place gets good reviews (as a good story—I mean—restaurant should).
After only waiting for a few seconds, a waiter came to show them to a table that they had on reserve. Their table was on one of the higher floors, on a balcony that overlooked the beach and the 'ocean' that surrounded it. With the sun setting in the distance, the water looked like diamonds glittering. It was so beautiful and Shion couldn't believe that she was here, witnessing all this with Allen.
Allen, then, did something that surprised her, and pulled out her seat for her. Why was that so surprising? Well, nobody has ever done that for her. Ever. Allen sure impressed her tonight. Not only had he brought her to the most fanciest and romantic places in the Foundation, but he was also being a gentleman. Bonus points for Allen.
As they waited to be served, across the restaurant a familiar new face set, looking at the a book. Next to him set a small woman with brown hair, dressed in an evening gown, and three children sat with them.
At this current moment, the woman was really fussing out her husband, much to the kids' enjoyment. "Honestly, Chris! How can you burn spaghetti in under five minutes?"
Chris sheepishly sweatdropped. "Dear, please, settle down…You know I can't cook. I don't know why you insist that I keep trying."
His wife, Megan, rubbed her aching head. "Chris, the reason why I keep making you cook dinner once a week is so that you can learn how to be a decent cook!"
The oldest child, who was twelve-years-old snickered. Mark, as the boy was named. "Mom, if dad hadn't learned in the fifteen years you've guys been married, then he's never gonna learn!"
Christopher sweatdropped. "Thanks Mark, for that little…input."
"No problem, dad!"
Chris shrugged. "And plus, you know I never learned to cook while growing up with my ten sisters."
His two daughters, Christina, who was five, and Catherine, who was eight, giggled as the waitress came over to give them their meals (Yes, they even serve kids!).
Megan glared at her children, immediately hushing them up and turned her eyes back to Chris. "Honey, we can't keep eating here every night you screw up dinner."
Chris was already knee deep in his shrimp casserole. "I know, dear, but…" He slurped up his food. "But…I thought it'll be nice to…" He made a loud crunching sound as he chewed before continuing. "That it'll be nice." He burped, but that didn't slow his eating down. "To come here tonight." He quickly cast a glance over to Allen's table.
Megan stared at him in disgust. "Honestly!"
The kids giggled as they watched their parents. They would openly admit that their parents are funnier to watch than Comedy Central.
Back with Allen, they were finally being served. Now, Allen was starting to feel like a nervous wreck. He finally managed to get Shion to come with him, but now what he was supposed to do? He's never been out on a date before! Okay, maybe there was this one time in High School, but meeting the school mascot and having her leave before they went inside wasn't really considered a date. Hey! The school mascot was a real cute ballerina! The Lumbrook Ballerinas. Gosh, the football team got teased a lot. Eh, don't ask.
As they waited for their food to come, Allen nervously glanced around, hoping inspiration will hit him. But, thankfully, Shion decided to break the ice.
"Is this your first time at a place like this?" She asked.
Well, at least the question wasn't 'is this your first time on a date like this?' either way, both the answers would be the same. He nodded his head. "Um, yeah. Is it yours?
Shion blushed (and Allen instantly fell heads-over-heels (again)). "Yeah."
And once more, it was silent, except for the buzzing murmurs of other occupants. Shion stared at the open ocean, admiring it for what it was. She wish she could be as calm and free-willed as the ocean. To have a life without worry, to be who she was and not afraid. To love whoever she wanted and not regret it.
But, truth be told, that was unlikely to happen so long as KOS-MOS, the Gnosis, and the Zohar are around. She sighed and Allen quickly picked up on her distress.
"Shion, are you okay?" He asked, worry and concern deep within his voice.
Shion turned to face him and he was momentarily surprise to see glistering tears in her beautiful eyes.
Allen was at a lost of what to say. "Shion…?" He asked, his eyes were as wide as dinner plates.
Shion wiped at her eyes. "I'm sorry, Allen. I haven't really been appreciative to you, have I?"
Allen blinked in confusion. "Um, it's okay, chief…" He said, scratching the back of his neck.
Shion glared angrily at the wall behind him. "Allen, we're out on a date, not at work. There isn't any need to keep referring to me as your 'chief'."
Allen gulped and nodded, clearly afraid of the storm known as Shion Uzuki. Shion eyes dropped to the table, just as their food was being served, but they didn't notice the waiter who huffily left after he got their food on the table.
"Allen…" She started.
Allen ears perked up. "Um, yes, Shion?"
"I'm sorry." She never looked up at him as she poked around with her food.
Allen sighed in mild-depression. He nervously (more like scared), placed his hand on top of Shion's. This brought Shion's attention up to his face. "Shion, there isn't any reason to be sorry. I brought you here so you could relax, not reflect on pass mistakes or pain."
Shion smiled a watery smile. "I know, but…I'm really sorry, Allen." She glanced at her plate before glancing up at Allen again. "I know what you've been doing for me, Allen. I know that out of everyone, you've been there for me and you're the one that is often most worried. But…why?" She asked, genuinely confused.
"Why? Because, as your subordinate--" He started, but Shion cut him off.
"No, why do you love me?" She asked, clearing shocking him.
Allen's heart started to pound in his head and his blood ran cold. The heat rose to his face and he almost passed out. "Why…I…? Uh…well, um…" He was so flustered, he couldn't speak correctly.
Fortunately, or very much un-so, a loud scream came from the beach below. Both looked at each other in confusion before running to the railing and glancing down. Below, there were a group of people and…
"A Gnosis!"
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I apologize once more about getting this out decades late! Anyways, ah, that lovely date was only interrupted by a Gnosis…how…original. I also apologize for any OOCness.
Also, I'm proud to say that I like Christopher and you're probably wondering where the heck he came from. Well, I'm wondering the same thing. He's magic, appearing out of nowhere. bows Please, good reviews mean a good (and regularly updated) story! Thanks!