Garon wasn't as excited as he normally would be to go over to Cassy's. They hadn't spoken since their little disagreement a few days ago, and Garon wasn't looking forward to apologizing. Again. Seriously how is it every time they disagreed Garon was the wrong one? He would never understand.

As Garon arrived at Cassy's he hesitantly walked up the driveway. Stopping in front of the door he was having second thoughts. He always had second thoughts when it came to his friend. She was the only one that could make him doubt anything he did. Finally taking a deep breath he knocked on the door.

It wasn't Cassy that opened the door like normal. It was her father, and he didn't look very happy.

"Garon." He seemed to growl his name.

"Jason, is Cassy home?" Garon wasn't scared by many people, but Jason, Cassy's father, scared the shit out of him. The man was a former hunter. It's what made Cassy so persistent on being one.

"Yeah she's in her room." Jason said as he made way for Garon to enter. He stepped in and was stopped before he could get to far. "Get her out of that room for me son. She's been in there all day." Garon nodded. Jason may be terrifying, but he cared deeply. No one could deny that.

Walking the ever so familiar path to Cassy's room he found the door closed and locked. He knocked and waited. His friend didn't reply.

"Cassy it's me Garon. Open up." He yelled just loud enough for her to hear him.

"Go away Garon. I'm not in a talking mood." Cassy hollered back.

"Whether in a talking mood or not I'm coming in." Cassy was in this mood because of him. He was going to fix it.

"Not likely the door is lock." Garon grinned at her comment.

"I don't care." He said sarcastically.

"How are you gonna get in if my door is locked?" She said confusion evident in her voice.

"I have my ways."

"Like what?"

"Like this." Garon said. He closed his eyes and blinked into the room. He heard a surprised gasp come from Cassy. Opening his eye's he saw Cassy on her bed. She was fighting with the blankets for some reason. That's when Garon notice she was in nothing but her bra and underwear.

"Garon! What the hell was that?" She screamed.

"Hey I gave you fair warning I was coming in." Garon laughed as he moved to stand at the desk in Cassy's room.

"How did you do that?" She asked while looking between Garon and the door.

"I blinked that's how." Garon replied as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

"You blinked?" Cassy said confused. Then it dawned on her. "Holy crap Garon you got your semblance." Without thinking Cassy moved from the bed and quickly hugged him.

"Well this is a side of you I don't see often." Garon said smiling.

"What I give you hugs all the time." She said stepping back a few feet.

"Yeah, but not half naked." Garon's statement suddenly made Cassy fully aware of her situation.

"Garon!" She yelled before slugging him in the stomach. Hard.

It was several minutes before Garon recovered from the hit. In all fairness he knew he probably deserved it. He just wished she wasn't training to be a huntress. It would have hurt a lot less then. In the time it took Garon to get off the floor Cassy had thrown some clothes on and sat at her computer.

"So Garon how's your stomach?" She asked with a smirk. Garon didn't reply merely gave her a glare. It was his fault sure. That doesn't mean he had to let her know he thought that. "Could have been worse. I could have hit a bit lower."

Garon again didn't answer. Instead he walked next to her and put his hand in his pocket looking for something. Pulling out the item he desired, a USB, he plugged it into Cassy's computer.

"Pull up the file named Purple Rose." Garon said.

Cassy did as told. When she clicked on the file Garon's scythe plan popped up. The first thing Cassy noticed was it looked a lot like Ruby's. except instead on red it was solid purple. Then when she looked harder she saw how simple it was. No sniper, no machine gun, and no trace of the flamethrower any where. It was just the scythe and nothing extra.

"It's so simple Garon." She said disbelievingly.

"Yeah I changed it." Garon wasn't sure at this point whether he wanted to thank Cassy for making him get rid of everything or be mad at her.

"Even the sniper is gone, and it's purple." Cassy seemed even more surprised at the color choice then anything else.

"I like purple." Garon answered simply.

"So purple rose. Is that it's name?" Sitting back she looked up a Garon. Her eyes were filled with criticism.

"No. I haven't named it yet." Garon replied trying to sound offended.

Cassy rolled her eyes. "Alright, Alright I was just wondering. No need to get up tight about it."

"I am not up tight." Garon barked back defensively.

"Says the rich boy." Cassy mumbled under her breath. Garon hadn't caught exactly what she had said, but he knew it wasn't friendly. Garon continued to glare at her. It had little effect however.

"I've been friends with you for too long. That stare doesn't effect me any more." Cassy said absentmindedly messing with her computer. The stare had lost its effect somewhere around three years ago.

"Damn". Garon said sluggishly. His swear earned him another punch in the gut.

"What did I say about language like that?" Cassy asked angerly.

It was another few minutes before Garon could talk. "I swear sometimes you're more my mother then my friend."

"Well, there is no shame in having three."

"Yeah well most only have one nowadays."

"What about people that have gotten remarried."

"They don't count no one likes their step mom."

Cassy stared at him in mild shock at what he had said. For a guineas, he really could be a complete moron. Like the time he thought it was a good idea to jump off the balcony into a pool. He barely made it. Garon ended up with a broken arm for that and a very unhappy Weiss.

"Whatever, you hardly ever make sense." Cassy huffed returning back to her computer.

Garon took a sit on the bed. He sat there for awhile just admiring his best friend. She was insanely beautiful to him. So much so he didn't believe anyone he had ever seen, or ever will see, could even come close to comparing.

He sighed heavily and threw himself back on the bed. Hopelessly head over heels for his best friend that would probably never feel the same way. Garon had to face it he was screwed. As he laid there he contemplated telling her, but every stereotypical scene ran through his head. What if she was weirded out by it? What if she stopped being his friend all together? What if she laughed at him? What if? what if? What if? In all of those not one of them was, What if she actually liked him too?

What Garon didn't notice was the longing looks Cassy gave him as she sat there and thought about the same exact thing. She wanted to tell him so badly that she like him, but what if... The same scenarios ran though her head.

She tried to think back. Had he ever once showed signs of interest? No, he never did she was sure of it. However, Garon was like Weiss. He was never one to show how he was truly feeling. He always kept it hidden away. Even from Cassy who had been his friend for as long as anyone could remember.

What if he does like me? The thought ran through Cassy's head faster then a freight train. At the same time a similar thought ran through Garon's head. What if she does like me? That's when they both made the decision to tell the other right at the same time.

"Garon-"

"Cassy-" They said each others names at the same time. It effectively shut them both up. Then they were confused. Who would speak first.

"Ladies first Cassy." Garon said his polite side coming out for once. Or his nervousness either one.

Cassy took a deep breath before talking. "Garon I like you." It came out faster then intended and not quiet the way she expected.

"For how long?" Garon's voice was cold, and void of all emotion.

"Maybe a year." Cassy said. She didn't like how his voice sounded. She felt as if she had made a huge mistake.

Silence filled the room. Garon couldn't believe it. He finally summoned up the courage to tell Cassy how he fills and she freaking beats him to it. How wimpy he felt right now just down right sucked.

"You did it again." He said bowing his head.

"Did what again?" Cassy asked frantically.

"You beat me. Again you beat me."

"Beat you? what are you taking about?"

"I just got the courage to tell you I like you and what do you do? You tell me before I get a chance." He shook his head.

Another silence lingered. Neither one knew exactly what to say. It was a bit awkward really. They had both just admitted to liking one another so what now? They typical answer would be to start dating, but not with these two. They were more complicated then a rubix cube, and made about as much sense as putting a band aid on a gunshot wound.

A knock at the door pulled them away from the awkwardness.

"Cassy, Garon, Steph's say the food is done. If y'all want any you better come on." Cassy's dad yelled through the door.

Neither of them had noticed how late it had gotten. The time they spent thinking about each other was apparently quite some time. It was now around seven, and dinner time in the Olkin house hold. It only took one look to convey the silent message. Yes we will talk later, No we will not tell the parents yet, and yes food sounds really good right now.

They nodded to each other before making their way out of the room. Cassy's mom had made meatloaf for dinner, and Garon was excited. Other then Weiss, no one he had ever seen could cook better then Steph. It was going to be one heck of a meal. The best part Steph always made extra just for him.

Garon had been right it really was one heck of a meal. Full and now lazy Garon leaned back in his chair. He could have fallen asleep right then and there. However, he knew Cassy wouldn't allow it. They still had to talk. Garon was not looking forward to that at all.

"Thank you Mom. We're going to head back to my room now." Standing up she began to drag Garon down the hallway.

"Thanks Steph." He yelled before the door closed.

As soon as that door closed the awkwardness was back. They faced each other.

"So what's next?" Garon asked.

Suddenly Cassy grabbed hold of his shirt and leaned down a little as she pulled him into a kiss. It was a small kiss, but it sent a big message. Then without a word she turned around and went back to her computer.

Garon stood there a moment. Shocked and happy. He never thought this would happen, and now that it was he could hardly think straight. Until one thing crossed his mind.

"You know I really hate it that you are the one that has to lean down for a kiss."

Cassy just laughed at him.

"Why can't I be taller." He groaned.

Cassy only began to laugh harder.

Holy shit, I finally got to update this one. I'm sorry for the little bit of a longer wait I just couldn't seem to finish this chapter for some reason. Oh well, it is here now so I hope you all enjoy.

-Roctan