"A date." Nagato flipped a page in her book. She looked to him. Mikuru had just left the room. A few days had gone by since their original conversation and Yuki had begun to grow in her ability to communicate with people. She had decided to test this ability out in the 'real world.'

Huh? Kyon looked to her. "What?"

"I wish to go on a date. That is where conversations occur." She stared at him.

He wasn't sure what to say. "Where did you learn that, Nagato?"

"Itsuki." She was looking at him matter-of-factly.

Itsuki told her that. Why would he do that? Damn him. Then all the sudden he wasn't angry. Why? The prospect of going on a date with Nagato wasn't so bad to him. Interesting.

"Sure, Nagato. That sounds fun. Where do you want to go?"

"I do not know. Where would be appropriate?"

"How about a restaurant. For dinner?"

"Okay."

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So, there they were, sitting across from each other at dinner. Yuki was examining her silverware and Kyon was fidgeting with his water glass.

After a few minutes of silence, "So, Nagato. How do you like this place?"

"It is very acceptable." She paused. "Thank you for bringing me here."

"Your welcome. Thank you for…asking…me." Kyon thought about that. Nagato had asked him on a date. Of course, without realizing that she had. Right?

"What else do you do on a date?" She ate some of her food.

"Huh?" Kyon turned back to her.

"On a date. What else do two people do besides converse?"

Kyon thought about this, carefully. Well, there are a few other things, but…no, better not. "Pretty much just talk, Nagato."

"Oh."

Yuki watched as the waiter took her plate from her. They stopped "Are you…finished, Miss?"

"Yes."

They smiled. The waiter was worried because of how she was staring at the plate as they took it. But it was obviously totally and completely empty. Yuki definitely had a habit of eating everything that was put in front of her.

"Did you enjoy your food, Nagato?"

"Please." She looked up to him. "Call me Yuki."

He was quiet for a few seconds. "Oh, yeah. Of course."

"Yes. It was quite good. Thank you." She took a drink of her water. "And yours? How was your food, Kyon?"

"It was pretty good. Thanks, Yuki."

She blinked a few times and then looked down to her empty place setting. "I am glad."

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Kyon and Yuki walked up to the front of her apartment building, talking, of course.

"It was a very interesting night." She turned to him. "Thank you."

"Thank you for going with me, Yuki." She stood for a few moments, just staring at him, then finally she nodded and turned to walk up to her apartment.

He glanced down for just a moment, then put his hand up, "Naga-" She turned her head. "…Yuki." He thought for a second. "Just a moment." She gripped her right hand. Walking up to her she turned so that they were looking at each other and he put his hands up so they were resting on her shoulders.

"Do we…kiss, now?"

"What?" Kyon nearly stepped back. I mean, he had been nearly about to if he could have gotten up the courage but he had never thought that Nagato would have known something like that would have been coming. He looked down. "Why…how…"

"Like, in the movies." She looked away. "Ms. Suzumiya has wished me to be knowledgeable of romantic movies so that we could converse about them because I have been talking more lately. So I taught myself more about them yesterday." She turned to him. "A date. At the end. It always ends with a kiss. Are we going to kiss, Kyon?"

He stood, still. He had no idea what to say or do. Did that mean she wanted to kiss him? Did that mean that this was why she asked him on the date to begin with? Why she asked the question about 'other things' people did on dates? What was Nagato doing? It made no sense.

"Do you…want me to kiss you, Yuki?"

Her eyes nearly widened. She stopped. Nothing came out. Then, "I…" She wasn't sure what to say. "I guess so."

He moved his right hand slowly up her neck to her hair and leaned forward, kissing her. She wasn't sure what to do, so her eyes stayed open. It took her a few seconds to close them, upon remembering the movies and what happened in them.

It was dark out, and the only light was that of a few street lamps that lined the streets.

Then her body went a little limp and the kiss was over. He looked at her. "Yuki?"

"Yes."

"Are you ok?"

"Yes. Just, a little tired." Oh no, what had he done. He had totally ruined it! He should have just waited and done nothing. He knew she would have just said that and not meant it, not known what she was really saying, I mean the movies aren't real, shows aren't real. Come on! She turned her head and looked up to her apartment. Oh, no! She was already trying to get away from him, looking for an escape. Dammit, he had ruined their friendship, their relationship: everything forever. "But, before I go…"

"Yes?" He closed his eyes, putting his hand up to his forehead. He felt a headache coming on. She was going to punch him or something.

But he felt something else. Yuki leaned forward, moved up on her feet and kissed him.