A/N: What the hell did she do? Everywhere I look, KousukeAsazuki and Polaris' fics are everywhere! Are you guys trying to take over or something? And here, I only have two fics…I feel so left out. Anyway, sorry for the extremely slow updates! I'm not really the kind of person with a lot of time on their hands. (sigh) Ok, here's the chapter.

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Kanone and Eyes met the others at the restaurant at the designated time and after stating their reservations, were soon seated at a table by their assigned waiter, which was a boy in his late teens. "I'm Allister, and I'll be your waiter for the evening." He smiled.

"Ahem." Ryoko cleared her throat and cast a glance to Kousuke when they arrived at the table.

"Huh? Oh yeah…" the redhead pulled out a chair for Ryoko, then did the same for Rio, oblivious to the stares he received from Eyes and Kanone.

"Well now, looks who's the perfect gentleman tonight." The brunette chuckled softly. "So you can teach an old dog new tricks!"

"Shut up." Asazuki mumbled as he sat down, glaring at the tablecloth.

"Kanone…" Eyes' voice traveled off in that warning tone he usually used for Kousuke. "Don't make light of the situation. Ryoko's trained Kousuke to the best of her abilities, and he's on his best behavior for once. Since he's behaving like he is, perhaps he deserves to be rewarded for his efforts." An icy azure stare was cast to the crimson-haired Blade Child. "If he's able to keep his …dignified composure until the end of the evening, then we all show him a bit more respect. Do I make myself clear?" he questioned, making a point to look directly at Kanone. "That means no more name calling, punching, or any other kind of physical or mental abuse and degradation will be permitted."

"Rutherford…" Kousuke wanted to cry. "You're actually standing up for me? Thank you…"

"Keep in mind, Kousuke," Eyes reminded the boy. "Only if you can behave tonight will you earn this privilege. I don't want you making a scene. If you do, all bets are off."

"And you go back to being Ryoko's punching bag." Kanone added, smirking a little.

Asazuki groaned and tugged nervously at his tie. 'Why does this always happen to me?' he wondered, watching the others picking up their menus. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach. 'Maybe I should just…'

"What are you going to order, Kousuke?" Ryoko interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh? What? Oh, uh… The confused boy picked up his menu and opened it. "Um…The shrimp pasta looks good I guess."

Rio lowered her menu a bit and looked at Kousuke. "Even though this is an Italian restaurant, they have other foods besides pasta and breadsticks on here. Look! They even have roasted quail." She pointed out.

Rutherford arched a snowy eyebrow at the comment, and searched for the said dish.

"What the heck is quail supposed to be?" the redhead frowned.

"It's small bird that belongs to the pheasant family. Their extremely popular game. Aside from rabbit hunting, my mother often used to teach me how to shoot quail. It's extremely delicious," Kanone smirked. "Wouldn't you agree, Eyes?"

"I've had it myself, once or twice…" Rutherford commented, still looking for the mentioned dish.

"I think I'll stick with the pasta." Kousuke spoke.

"Hm, the lobster looks tempting." Kanone muttered to himself. "And it comes with a salad."

"Almost all of the items come with a salad." Rio observed. "What kind of salad do you like, Kanone?" she asked.

"I like the garden salads, myself. Eyes prefers the Caesar salad, though." The brunette replied.

"Why are we talking about salad?" Kousuke pouted.

"What was that?" Ryoko looked at him.

"Nothing…I didn't say anything." He leaned back in his chair and tried not to attract more attention to himself.

Allister walked up to the table and forced a smile. "I trust you all are ready to order?" he questioned.

"Well, I am." Ryoko handed her menu to him. "I'll have the chicken pasta and a glass of water."

"Sure." Allister took the menu and scribbled down Ryoko's order. "And for you, miss?" A stare was given to Rio.

"Ugh. Look at him. I can't believe how he's totally kissing their asses out there!" A young man scowled at Allister from the kitchen. "That jerk! Milkin' it for all it's worth…"

"Cool it, Chazz. It won't help anyone if you're going to be riled up like this. Don't forget, we're here for a reason. We can't afford to screw this up. Now get back to work. Table five is waiting." A girl, about the same age as Allister, gave her partner a gentle nudge in the ribs. "Focus on this job for the moment before you get fired."

"Yeah, yeah." The frustrated boy mumbled, running a hand through his blood red hair.

Allister walked back into the kitchen. "Hey, Lor. I got their orders. Here you go." The mahogany haired boy smirked and placed the sticky note on her forehead.

"Ugh, real mature, Allister." Lorelei frowned, taking the paper off her head and glaring at him with deep violet eyes. "You boys are all the same."

"Hey, what's the fun in doing this job if I can't mess around once in a while?" Allister laughed softly, those soft grey eyes lighting up with mirth.

"So Kousuke," Kanone smiled, wanting to take advantage of Kousuke's 'training'. "Tell me…How does Rio look in that dress of hers?"

"It makes her look even more like a little kid." He stated, earning a hard nudge in the ribs from Ryoko. "I mean…she looks…." Kousuke held back the groan of pain. "Beautiful…" he sighed.

"Thank you, Kousuke!" Rio smiled. In truth, Eyes had picked out the dress for her. She had worn it because he said that the blue complemented her eyes. A small blush dusted her cheeks and she looked across the table at the light haired Blade Child. 'Thank you, Eyes.' She smiled, but tried to hide it when Rutherford looked her way.

"Something on your mind, Rio?" The Brit. asked, a bit concerned.

"Uh…no." The small girl lied. 'I wonder if he knows I like him…but…he has Kanone, and he's gay…' She realized, hoping that some small percentage of him might be Bi. 'Yeah. Like that'll ever happen.' She thought.

"I hope they hurry up with our food. I'm starving!" Kousuke complained, snapping Rio out of her thoughts.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have to agree with Kousuke." Kanone spoke as his stomach growled, loud enough to be heard by almost everyone at the table. Rio tried to hold in a laugh.

"What was that?" Ryoko asked, sarcastically, as Kanone blushed a little. "Please tell me that wasn't your stomach. I'd be better off knowing that it was an aftershock from an earthquake. Not even Kousuke's stomach is that loud!" she stated.

Kanone laughed it off. "Sorry about that. I guess I should've joined you at the café." He realized.

Allister returned to the table, placing a salad in front of everyone. "Enjoy." He growled through gritted teeth as he walked off to serve a different table.

Rio stared down at her salad. "Yay!" Almost immediately, she picked out the tomatoes and dropped them into Kousuke's plate.

"Hey! Rio!" The boy made a face. "You know I hate those!"

"Well I do, too. And Ryoko doesn't want them…" the girl frowned. "Kanone, will you take my tomatoes?" she asked, reaching across the table to hand him a slice of said vegetable on her fork.

"Eat the tomatoes, Rio." Eyes sighed, calmly munching on his own salad.

"You only say that because you don't have any in your salad!" Rio pouted, waving her fork and tossing a slice of tomato at Kousuke.

"Rio, watch it!" the redhead frowned as it landed in his salad once again. "I told you, I don't like these!"

"Rio, Kousuke…" Eyes glared at the both of them. "Stop attracting attention."

Kanone had to hold in a laugh at the sight of Rio tossing tomatoes into Kousuke's food while the boy complained about how he hated the ugly vegetable.

"You're not helping the situation, Kanone…" Eyes stared at his boyfriend.

"Sorry." The brunette smiled.

When the other food was delivered to the table, the two arguing Blade Children quieted down a bit, too busy eating to sling insults. Rutherford sighed, enjoying the quiet while it lasted.

A/N: Those waiters don't seem too friendly, do they? Let's hope Allister didn't do anything to their food. I've had a few bad experiences with waiters, myself. I never did like those stuck-up people…they really piss me off. I liked the flying tomatoes at least. Actually, that did happen to me…my cousin tried to put the damn things in my plate! When I said I didn't want them, he made a world-class fit and started throwing them (and attracting attention). We were lucky we didn't get kicked out the restaurant! Anyway, leave your reviews!