Allen's POV

I was still frustrated with Rio's rejection. Nobody had ever rejected me before. I just couldn't see what she saw in Neil.

"What does he have that I don't?!" I muttered to myself angrily, pacing back and forth in my salon. I stared at my reflection in a mirror, and flipped my hair.

"I wonder what they're doing now. Maybe she only likes him as a friend." I wondered out loud. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to bless them with the pleasure of my company."

I left the salon, and made my way down the road until I was near Neil's house. To my surprise, I heard music. I glanced through his window, trying not to be seen. Then, I saw Neil playing a guitar, and singing?!

'Since when did he do that?!' I thought, becoming increasingly annoyed when I saw Rio's delight.

Even though I did NOT want this performance to continue, I decided not to interrupt, yet. I didn't want to look completely rude in front of my princess. I have etiquette, after all.

I waited, rather impatiently however, until I heard the music stop.

'Wait, now what?' I pondered. I'd not really thought about what I was going to say. I needed an excuse. I planned them in my head.

'Rio! I brought you a gift to apologise for my manners! Wait, no. My manners weren't even bad. Neil! I need to have a word with you! I want to buy a cow! Wait, no! I don't even like animals! AAARGH.'

I then had a different thought. I delved into my pockets until I found the thing I was looking for. I had been planning to save it for a better time, and better place, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

I eyed the confession ring.

'There's no way she could refuse, right? Oh of course not. She likes me and she knows it. She's in denial! Haha! Who wouldn't fall for my charms?' I psyched myself up for my grand entrance. I whipped out a mirror, and quickly re-adjusted my hair. "Looking good Allen!" I told myself confidently.

I took a deep sigh, and burst through the door, to find... Wait, WHAT?!

Neil and Rio were hugging each other, and were, by the looks of it, moments away from kissing one another.

'Oh Goddess.' I thought. 'What am I meant to do now?'

"OH COME ON! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!" Neil yelled, angrily staring at me. He began to shout numerous expletives into my face. He seriously has no manners, especially in front of a lady.

I decided to ignore his foul language, and turned to Rio instead. I hastily put the ring back in my pocket.

"Oh, princess. What on earth was he doing to you? Poor girl. Ah well, you're safe with me now, my princess. I will be your hero! Foul mouthed animal lover..." I spat, though still trying to maintain my charm. I put my arm around her neck.

"Allen! You don't understand! I'm-"

I decided to interrupt her.

"It's ok, it's ok. I know. It wasn't your fault, and I forgive you. Neil should be ashamed! We all know that you only have feelings for me, don't we now? Hehe." I winked at her, and then proceeded to glare at Neil.

"Allen... Get off my girlfriend." Neil muttered, obviously trying to keep as calm as possible.

"Girlfriend? Oh stop dreaming, Neil. You're just trying to make poor Rio feel bad. Poor girl. We all know she'd never accept someone as atrocious as you. Especially after turning me down! Haha!" I chortled.

"Um, Allen..." Rio murmured quietly, raising her hand up to me, so I could see the one thing that could crush my dreams. A confession ring.

'It couldn't be true, could it?! Surely not.' I tried to reassure myself, and then turned around to see that Neil was also wearing one.

"There's no way..." I muttered, becoming flustered. I let go of Rio, and turned to leave. "You really have no taste in men, Rio. None." I sighed. "Don't get the wrong idea. I only cared about you falling for a man who wouldn't treat you like he should." I gave Neil a death stare. "Nothing more. Seems like you don't trust my advise, anyway. See you."

I flipped my hair, and began to leave, when my confession ring fell out of my pocket with a clatter.

I blushed intensely, and picked it up, looking at Rio.

She seemed to get the hint, and gasped. However, she was still clinging onto Neil's arm. Psh. No taste at all.

I left the house, slamming the door, and flipping my hair. Screw etiquette.