A/N: Ahh, another chappie… 00 I've got nothing for this note.

Disclaimer: Hmm…well Crescent Moon, nope; Phantom of the Opera, nope; Kings Island, nope; evil mind that created this…yeah

Word Key:

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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Dreams

"Tape Recoded Words"

Tape Recorder

Chapter Six: The Date part 1

Nozomu stopped and rushed back in the bar. "Wait a minute! Misoka, when the hell did you get back, you're not supposed to be back till next month!"

"Oh, Oboro decided that he didn't need me to help with the business transactions, so I came back. Now if your going to follow them go now." That being said Nozomu practically flew out the door and towards the mall and movies where Mahiru and Mitsuru were at.

"Why, may I ask are we friggin' shopping!" the tengu asked in annoyance, he want to this thing to be done and over with as fast as possible.

The blonde smirked at him, "Because Mitsuru the movie doesn't start for about…" she glanced at the watch on her slim wrist, "another hour and forty-five minutes." Mahiru went back to looking at the different clothes in the window in front of her. "Besides, the movie is only the first part of the date."

The little color that was normally on his face drain from it as she said that. 'Only the f-first part! Oh shit what the hell did I get myself into? Stupid Mitsuru! Stupid stupid stupid!' At this point he had started to bang his head into the wall that he had been leaning against, for this was, as he recorded it in his mind, the most horrible day of hell ever.

The girl had stood silently watching his actions from the corner of her eye. First, he had just been grumbling and she thought his eye might have been twitching, but now it was a full blown battering of his head against the wall. She had to stop him but she knew that her telling him to stop would only get her a 'shut the hell up damn girl' comment or something along those lines…So how would she do it?

Suddenly a quick little light bulb went 'ping.' "Hey Mitsuru, two pretzels were walking down the street one was a salted." (a/n: I would like to thank my sister for this joke because she told it to me.)

"Huh? What the?" the aqua haired boy stopped; he obviously didn't get the joke. "What the hell do I care about pretzels walkin' down a street?" He glared at her with, surprisingly not anger, but confusion that made his forehead wrinkle in a deep thought process that was never used very often. "Two pretzels," he murmured to himself, "walking down the street what the hell kinda logic is that?"

Mahiru sweat dropped, "Uhh…Mitsuru, you do get that it was a joke right?" He was still pondering in his deep thought. "Hey Mitsuru are you listening? Mitty?"

"What the fuck do you just call me woman!" he yelled getting almost every person within a ten foot radius of them attentions. Seeing this he quieted down and using his most dangerous, you better not cross me tone he threatened, "If you ever call me Mitty again, by the gods I will find the worst tortures known to the Lunar Race and mankind and practice each and every one very slowly as to prolong your suffering Princess." The last word full and dripping with disdain like poisoned honey.

She gulped loudly, for she knew that his threat, even though it wouldn't actually be to that caliber, he would carry out some sort of thing that had pain, suffering, and eventually ended in death. "Al-alright, I-I won't ever call you that a-again Mitsuru."

It was at that point that she realized that he was extremely close to her, close enough that she could se her own reflect in his chocolate like eyes; and they stood like that for several minutes. She was sure that, to a person who hadn't heard the previous threat, it looked like they were going to kiss. "Oh look shoes."

Immediately she somewhat jogged over to a window with shoes in it. 'Whoa, kinda creepy. Note to self, be careful when you anger people you have crushes on, they may just get close enough you want to kiss them.' She tried to imagine what it would be like, kissing Mitsuru, but every time she did something bad happened or it looked just plain wrong. It was one that was wrong looking; she shook her head to clear the image as fast as possible.

"I don't get it…" He had his hand on his chin in some sort of thinking process staring straight a head at glass display, "What do you women find so interesting about shopping and buying clothes that you never wear? It's so…stupid."

"Really?" she drawled out, "Kinda like getting mad at a person for no reason, it's just so…" impersonating him she went, "stupid."

"Smartass…" the tengu looked in a different direction; could they really be having some sort of conversation? Mitsuru didn't know for he had never talked with any one person of very long, the longest he had talked with a person and not done any physical harm was, at the current moment, right now.

From over by the coffee shop Nozomu chuckled at the look on the confused tengu's face. Shaking his head he went back to looking like he was deeply emerged in a copy of the newspaper, whispering to himself, "I bet the guy is having some sort of internal war with himself right about now."
They had been walking around for sometime looking in all the different shops, once Mahiru had even tried to get Mitsuru to get a whole other wardrobe at some store he had never been to called American Eagle.(a/n: that's the only one I could think of so please don't be angered by it.) That plan had crashed and burned completely, the last thing he wanted to look like was a Nozomu wannabe.

"Can we just go to the damn movie now?" the teen boy complained like a five year old; he wanted to be done with this whole shopping thing.

"You want to sit in a movie theater before the movie starts for twenty minutes?" she questioned. With the way he was being fidgety suggested that he wouldn't be able to handle it for very long.

"Hell yes."

"Umm…okay I guess we are going to the movies now then."

For the next twenty minutes the two sat in a semi-dark theater. In the theater, it was only couples, lots of couples; most of the guys didn't look too happy to be there like they were dragged there by their own free will.

"What the hell are we seeing anyway?"

"Phantom of the Opera. Is that a problem?"

"Yes, I don't wanna see no chick flick."

"It's not a chick flick," she defended, "it's an action romance!" Soon after the lights started to dim causing Mahiru to go, "Ooh it's starting, so shhh." The blue orbs of the girl immediately became plastered to the screen catching every detail that came up.

"Whatever." He muttered sinking down low into his chair, dozing off after half an hour into the film.

Sometime later he was being shaken awake by someone going, "Mitsuru wake up everyone is staring!"

He had been dreaming some messed up version of the movie they were at and had started talking in his sleep. Opening his eyes he saw all the people staring at him making him flush a color of crimson. "D-didn't get much sleep last night, exams to study for." He lied, "Now go back to watching the movie."

The somewhat upset movie goers turned back around and continued watching their film. "Wow that was a quick cover up, I'm surprised you even know what an exam is," Mahiru whispered.

"I do have some brains woman," he whispered back, staying silent for the rest of the movie.

Phantom of the Opera had finished and Mitsuru bolted out of the theater. "Alright the movie is over; let's go back to the bar."

Mahiru gave him a small smirk, "The movie maybe over but the date isn't, the movie was only half, and we've still got a whole day ahead of us Mitsuru."

TBC

A/N: Sorry it took so long to get put up! I've been working on my art exam that was due Monday that is now pushed to Wednesday, either way I've gotta work my butt off on stuff. And if Mitsuru doesn't seem like his normal self, I am also sorry for that. The other half of the date should be posted by sometime next week. If you have any questions feel free to ask. Oh and please read my fic Scary Movie, I think it's kinda funny hope you do to. Plus if you're wondering, 'what the hell is up with the first part?' well, I goofed. I forgot he was away on business, that's when I shrug my shoulders, impersonate Jim Carry in The Grinch 'Oh well', and find some sort of reason to remedy the situation.

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