As we entered the café, his mother seemed to immediately pick up that something between us had shifted. As she brought us out some cakes to eat she nudged her son and gave him a meaningful look that unnerved me a bit, before she flashed me a smile and winked at me, "Don't you think this son of mine should take you somewhere else occasionally? I love seeing you boys but I don't think that parents are very good to have at dates."

I shifted uncomfortably, "It is fine ma'm, I enjoy this café quite a bit."

At this statement she ruffled my hair and turned to Kiba, "Yes I definitely like this one, he deserves a real date now and then – don't you think? Besides, I'm sure that you two would talk about things more comfortably if you were alone."

Her tone implied that there was more to her words than what she was saying and Kiba's reaction seemed to back that up. "Ma…" He started a little hesitantly, "I plan on it…I just wanted to wait a little longer first."

Despite their serious tones, my mind instantly flashed back to our first date and the lewd implications of his mother's words back then- my face flushed. Both of them turned to me immediately as if sensing my reaction, and laughed.

"Ignore ma, Shino. She just wants me to tell you about our family situation. I would rather not weigh our dates down with all that boring stuff but she is right that eventually we are going to have to have a really sucky date," He made a face and sighed, "actually she is also right that it should happen fairly soon. Maybe we should have a normal date, that way we can have some fun before all the heavy stuff hits."

Seemingly satisfied, his mother turned and headed over to another table to talk to her guests.

Incredibly curious about what he had to tell me, I tried to act unaffected, "I think our café visits are fun, I don't really have much interest in going to a movie or something along those lines."

He laughed before flashing me his grin, "maybe we can go on a walk, or take Akamaru to a dog park, or have dinner at your place?"

"Why my place?"

"Well my place isn't really suited for guests and I don't have a useable kitchen."

I hadn't had the impression that he was poor in any way but now I began to wonder, "I can't really cook but if you can, then I don't see why we don't do all three."

"Of course I can cook! I was raised in a house full of women!" He grinned, "I'm going to blow your mind!"

I flushed at the wording, causing him to realize what he said and flush awkwardly as well, "with my food I mean…blow your taste buds, how about that."

The rest of the evening passed casually but instead of parting ways, he walked beside me, "Let me walk you home! It can be dangerous out here and I need to know where you live anyway!"

I nodded and continued my trek when I felt his hand on my wrist. Guessing what he was after, I removed my hand from my pocket and he immediately clasped it with his own. This simple action seemed to perk up his mood even more. I had to admit the warmth of his hand was nice but walking like that was awkward and was going to require some getting used to.

We awkwardly stood in front of my apartment complex, holding hands, before I realized he was waiting for me to lead him to my apartment. Sliding my hand out of his, I gestured vaguely towards the building, "This is where I live…" I paused wondering what the proper etiquette of this situation was before adding, "Here let me show you my apartment."

I saw a flash of amusement of his face as I turned to lead the way, both hands once more in my jean pockets. He quietly followed me up the stairs and waited patiently as I unlocked my door. Turning to face him, I pushed the door open and waved him inside. Standing in the shadows, his eyes seemed to gleam unnaturally, sending a tingle of fear up my spine before he stepped forward into the light bearing his usual grin, "Don't give me that look, I'm not going to do anything to you."

Dismissing the feeling from a moment before, I shrugged and followed him inside.

A/N: a lot shorter than chapter one but considering chapter one was written several years ago, I hope it is okay. I really don't remember well were I was going to take the story so I almost have to work from scratch. I didn't recieve a lot of feedback on the story but I felt like trying my hand at it anyway. I hope you enjoyed it, let me know of any grammatical errors or things you would change. Suggestions are always welcome as well. thank you for reading.