Crona sat in a fancy chair. They were currently at a fancy restaraunt. He was looking the opposite direction of his girlfriend with his bottom lip pursed in irritation. The violinists were recently playing peaceful music. "You could have at least told me the next step meant date," he grumbled.
"But that would have ruined the surprise," Zenaku said happily.
"You had me scared to death. I thought you meant something else," Crona replied.
Zenaku placed her glass down after taking a drink. "Speaking of stuff like that. I have been wondering if I'm a lesbian or if I'm straight," she said resting her chin on her hands.
Crona's eyes widened. "...Wait, are you questioning my gender?"
"I guess you could say that." 'Yes.'
"Uh, well, you're straight," Crona said.
Zenaku let out a puff of air. "Oh, good. I was scared I had been dating a girl and didn't know it."
Crona stared at her in shock for a minute. "Well, if I was a girl, would anything change?"
"Well, not really... I guess."
"I guess? What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means she would dump you and go out with a boy instead," Ragnarok said after he came out of Crona's back.
"Ragnarok, this is me and Zeni's date. Please don't bother us," Crona said.
"Fine, but if you end up getting laid tonight, don't ask me to stop her," Ragnarok said.
"Ragnarok!" Crona whispered harshly.
"Bye cow#2! Bye Dumbass!" Ragnarok said then retreated back into Crona.
Zenaku had an irritation vein on the side of her forehead. "I can't believe he calls me cow#2. That's so rude."
"Well, it's better than being called dumb... butt," Crona said stopping himself from saying a curse word. He never curses.
"Here's your food," the waiter said bringing them two plates of food. Zenaku got smoked salmon and Crona got spaghetti (Is that how you spell it?).
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Crona swirled the last of his noodles around his fork. "So, have you been having anymore nightmares?" he asked.
"No, they've calmed down," she said with a faint blush on her cheeks as she rested her hand in her folded arms.
"That's good, I've had a few nightmares myself these past few days. Mainly about my mother," Crona said as he stuck his noodles in his mouth. some of the noodles hung outside his mouth so he slurped them up leaving a sauce stain on his chin.
Zenaku chuckled a little.
"What?" Crona asked completely unaware of the sauce on his face.
"Oh nothing. You just got a little..." she gestured to her chin.
Crona blushed in embarrassment and wiped it away quickly with his napkin.
Zenaku sighed thinking about last night's events. "So, what are you gonna do about Monday?" she asked.
"Huh?" Crona asked.
"You know, with Maka."
Crona's expression saddened. "Oh. I guess I'll apologize to her," he answered.
"And Kid?"
"I don't think he needs apologizing to. We didn't do anything to him."
Zenaku sighed and brought her gaze to her empty plate. "I still feel like we should do something," she said pondering on what se should say to him. "Besides, this whole thing was my fault," she said.
"Please don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. I overreacted," Crona said grabbing her hand from across the table.
"Yeah, but if I hadn't have kissed you, you wouldn't have overreacted."
Crona smiled slightly. "Do you know who you sound like?" he asked.
Zenaku looked up at him.
"You sound like what I used to sound like. Back when I was still helping Medusa," Crona said. "I would always think badly of myself. Then Maka came and snapped me into my senses. She made me realize what I was doing. I was hurting myself and a friend," he said remembering the memory, then looked Zenaku sternly in the eye. "You're doing the same thing. Please stop."
"Ok, I'm sorry for hurting you," she said.
"Your ticket ma'am," the waiter said handing them the ticket.