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Chapter Two

Fits of Communication

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Hustle and bustle could be heard bouncing off walls inside a small café on the outskirts of the city. Waiters, waitresses, cooks, and cashiers were all busy with what they were being paid to do. So, no one noticed two customers sitting at one small patio table situated outside, the autumn breeze saying hello to the umbrella that shaded the two from the harsh sun.

Bright blue eyes intently watched the violet ones before them. Talking softly, the two figures immersed themselves into their conversation, and each other.

Kai studied the blonde before him, wondering what it was about the teen that intrigued him so much. Was it the hair? No, he liked blondes, but not enough to where every blonde that crossed his path was cute. He shuddered slightly, thinking of what that would be like. Spencer was around him all the time...

He stopped at that.

Going back to his observation, he couldn't help but wonder why Miguel was acting the way he was. Why would he want to spend time with a cold, heartless bastard such as himself? He just couldn't think of a reason. The gargoyle wasn't shallow enough to ask for a quick fuck and move on. That kind of attitude wasn't in his nature. So, what could possibly be the reason?

"Kai?" the blonde's voice broke through his train of thought.

The phoenix blinked, taken aback at the fact that he had spaced out.

"You alright?" Miguel asked, worried that something was wrong. "You're not still upset about Johnny, are you?"

Kai blinked again. Why would he be mad at Johnny? Oh, right, that comment. The phoenix smiled a little and shook his head.

Miguel sighed, thankful. "That's good. You shouldn't worry about what he says. It's mostly hot air anyways." He smiled, chuckling softly as Kai returned the gesture.

The Spaniard picked up his tea cup and took a sip. "So, Kai, how come a guy like you hasn't found anyone yet?"

The Russian teen looked up. "Pardon?"

Miguel bit his lip and repeated his question, more nervous than before. It just didn't seem right: Kai without a girlfriend or boyfriend. He just seemed like the perfect boyfriend for someone.

"I could ask you the same question," the phoenix replied back, biting into a sweet roll.

"That one's easy," Miguel shrugged. "I just haven't found the right person I like and trust enough to have a relationship with."

Kai set down his roll and wiped the side of his mouth with a napkin. "I guess that is another thing we have in common." He sipped his tea. "There are not many people I trust."

'This is it!' the inner Miguel cried in his mind. 'This is your chance! Take it!' "Well, if it's not prying too much, may I ask who you do trust?"

Kai shrugged a shoulder and caught sight of a small bird pecking crumbs off the concrete ground. "Most of them are obvious: Tala, Bryan, Tyson, Ray, Max, and Kenney. We have just been through a lot together."

Miguel tilted his head to the side. "I would have thought Spencer would be in the group, too."

The phoenix snorted, crinkling up his nose in disgust. "Spencer has hated me since we were kids. Growing up in the Abbey, he tried his ever-loving best to either kill me or put me completely out of commission. He says that he doesn't trust me, but I realized I must have done something to him in a past life for him to hate me so."

The Spaniard chuckled, taking a bite out of his own sweet roll, the honey glaze sending tangs along his taste buds. "Anyone else?" he asked, slightly wishing he hadn't.

Kai stared off into space for a bit, thinking of anyone else. He shrugged suddenly and took another sip of his tea. "You."

That one little word sent Miguel spluttering, choking on his drink. Coughing, he tried to get ahold of himself. Kai just tilted his head and waited for him to calm down, eyebrow raised in amusement.

"Me?" the Spaniard asked, under control again. He cleared his throat, "Why me?"

Kai shrugged, "Does it really matter why?"

Miguel thought about that for a minute. Did it really? Kai trusted him. Did he really need to know what he did to gain that trust? "I guess it doesn't." He smiled. 'Go for it!' his inner voice commanded. 'Don't let the opportunity pass you by!'

"Um, Kai?" he asked, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment and nervousness. Kai raised his violet eyes to gaze into blue. "I-I was wondering, since we both trust each other and all, c-could we possibly do this again? You know, hang out like this, only more....secluded?"

'God, I sound pathetic!'

Kai flicked his gaze to the outside clock of the restaurant. Getting up, and leaving a tip, he strode over to Miguel's side. Bending down, he whispered, "Downtown's movie theater, six thirty, tomorrow night. Don't be late."

With that, he left without another glance or word.

The gargoyle blinked, surprised. Kai just told him a date, time, and place.

He was going on a date!

Making sure that Kai was no where to be seen, Miguel jumped up out of his seat, whooping and hollering out in joy. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

It was a good day.

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Chapter Three Highlights

A simple date at the movie theaters turns into a slight disaster as some unexpected visitors come in to watch a movie. Can Miguel and Kai keep their beginning relationship quiet, or will it become displayed on the big screen? Find out!

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Aren't y'all lucky? I got two chapters for you today! Only because this one was SO short. I thought I'd be nice. ^^

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