How do I get myself into these situations? Hanna wondered as she meandered among the clothes racks, taking note of the various styles of clothing before sighing and turning her head to glance over her shoulder at her 'date' and found him studying her from a few feet away as she browsed. Squeaking slightly at being caught catching him watching her- he gave her a grin as she flushed and quickly turned her head back around and went back to her task.
Once she was done looking at the rack in front of her, she took a moment to gather up the courage to ask him, "What kind of place were you planning to go too for dinner?" Hoping that his reply would help her pick something that wouldn't embarrass either of them.
He made a humming sound then said very softly next to her ear, his breath tickling her neck as he did so. "There's a nice place just a few blocks from here that has just about every food under the sun. I was planning to take you there..." Then added on as an afterthought. "If you're interested, that is."
"O-Oh. I didn't know that there were any places like that around here." She said as she thought about the kind of clientele that a place like that would likely bring in. And realized that it was something like a few of the places she'd been in before with her parents and siblings. Such places had a dress code and the foods (while usually very good) were also very expensive.
She started to open her mouth to tell him that he didn't have to take her to a place like that- which was true since they had just met. He was literally under no obligation whatsoever to take her to a place like that and spend his hard earned money. Frankly she would rather get a burger from somewhere and sit in the park and alternate between talking with him, feeding the birds, and eating. However he seemed to already know what she was going to say before she even said it and cut her off.
"You don't have to worry about the cost or anything else. I'm friends with the owner of the place. I can go whenever I want regardless of how much money I have or don't have and they will never turn me away."
"You're not blackmailing him are you?" The question was meant to sound like a joke, however it slipped out so serious and rude sounding even to her ears that she was so horrified that she had even bothered with the question. And slapped her hands to her mouth and could do nothing but hope that he hadn't heard her.
He laughed, the sound genuinely humorous and tried to file this moment away in the back of his mind under humor as he replied with a smile. "Aw, how'd you figure it out," However when he saw Hanna's eyes widen almost to the extent where they ate up every inch of her face, he sobered up slightly upon realizing that she believed him and his terrible joke. "I was kidding Hanna." He said after a moment or so, watching her expression as she relaxed a bit and let her hands fall away from her face.
Apparently relieved to know that he hadn't- and wasn't- blackmailing anyone.
"Oh," She said with a small frown before stuttering out an apology for thinking the worst. Akisame merely nodded, understanding that she didn't know him or his somewhat dark and twisted sense of humor and thus wasn't offended because she couldn't tell when he was joking or not. The two of them stood there for a moment or so awkwardly sizing each other up when he broke away first and asked her favorite color.
In truth he expected her to be one of those girly girls like Miu who obsessively wore their favorite color everyday. And so was pleasantly surprised to learn that her favorite color was a toss up between black, red, silver, several shades of green and blue, teal and then lastly white. Walking over to a display of shirts and dresses that were several of her favorite colors, he picked out two dresses and two shirts and turned around to hand them to her and paused when he found her holding a pair of jeans and a thin silver chain link belt with a little heart at one end.
Curious to see what she was planning, he handed her the clothing he held then left her to go and try the clothes on while he browsed for hair accessories, jewelry and the like.
He may be older than she was, but that didn't mean that he hadn't dressed a few gals up in his time.
He wasn't a monk after all. He had had girlfriends before.
A long, long, long ago- Before he had started to more or less live as a hermit. He waited a grand total of ten minutes before Hanna stepped out of the dressing room wearing a teal, and black colored long sleeved shirt with little silver and aqua flowers and butterflies on it here and there, along with the jeans and belt.
Pausing what he was doing, his attention suddenly fully riveted on the girl herself rather than the accessories in front of him. Good god she looked beautiful. So much so that he wasn't entirely sure if he'd be able to keep his hands to himself if he was alone with her for more than a few hours. True he didn't want to push her or put her in a situation that made her uncomfortable...but even he had limits to his control.
"I-I think I like these the best." She said as she walked up to him, a soft blush coloring her skin as he smiled.
"Okay." Now all he needed to do was find her some nice shoes and they could leave.