Hey, guys! Here I am again, thank you so much for the nice reviews, they made my day. As I promised, I may present the second part of the date. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do own this story. Sadly, this is all. Well, the laptop belongs to me too.

Chapter 3:

"Mira?", he asked after a while. She opened an eye.

"What does it feel like when you're a famous model?" This question surprised the woman and she pursed her lips while thinking about this it.

"Well...it's a lot of fun. You always get to wear beautiful clothes – in my case it's bikinis – and I can feel really womanly, because I'm treated like a really special person. There's always someone for my hair, someone for the make up and someone for my nails. Getting attention from all sides feels good. Besides it's amazing when you look into a magazine and see photos of yourself. At the beginning I couldn't believe that it's really me. The only thing I'm worried about sometimes is that people only like me because I'm more or less famous and not that ugly. My character loses importance, if you know what I mean. That's why I love to be a member of Fairy Tail. No one cares about how you look like or how successful you are, we are simply a family."

Freed smiled after this long talk and stroke her hair again.

"You know", Mirajane continued, "you could try modeling too. It seems like you have a well built body and I'm sure I could persuade my boss to let us take a few photos together. This would be fun, I'm sure of that!"

"What?! Me? Modeling?"

The women nodded eagerly and sat up to inspect Freed's upper body.

"Yes...this should work." Without another word, she opened her date's button down shirt and looked at his chest.

"Mira!"

"Sorry. But you could model indeed."

Freed didn't know what to say. 'Thank you'? 'You are insane?' 'Can you please test if my chest feels sufficient too'? That's why he didn't say anything and simply closed his shirt again.

"Enough stripping for today. I'm not Gray, after all."

Mira giggled again.

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry that I'm so...intrusive. I just haven't been on a date for a while now and am a little too excited."

"You haven't?! But you are pretty and cute and everything!"

"As I said before, most men admire my body and just want to get me into their bed. That's why I'm cautious."

"So you think I'm not that kind of man?"

"Would I be here with you if I thought that?"

They sat there for quite a while and chatted until the shadows around them got bigger and bigger with the setting sun. When the first stars appeared on the dark blue sky, Freed stood up and brushed his pants off.

"I think we should go now, before it get's too cold."

"Yes, of course. Thank you for the nice evening. And the food."

"It was my pleasure. I'll walk you home." He was proud of his sentence. Yes, this was what a gentleman said in that kind of situation. He put the things back into the basket and took Mira's hand again. It reminded him a lot of how she held his hand for the first time after the Thunder Gods Tribe had been beaten. First he had been fighting with Mira (God, she had looked so sexy as the She-Devil...) and then he had been lying on the floor...well, crying, because they had failed. Mira had taken his hand in that moment and said something about friendship.

They walked back to the guild, because Mira lived there in one of the nice flats, together with Lisanna and Elfman.

"Alright...thank you for coming with me, then", Freed said and kissed her hand again.

"Sure. It was a great date." Apart from the fish...

"Yeah...do you think we can repeat this?"

"That would be wonderful. I'll make up something for the next time, okay?" And she would definitely not let him cook. Never. Again.

"Okay. See you in the guild tomorrow." He waved at Mira, turned around and left, while she muttered something under her breath about him being allowed to kiss her lips too, before she went in. She had an idea already. And it would be great...

The next chapter will be longer again. Mira intrudes Freed's house and takes over his household to prepare him for her idea. What can that be? Review the right answer and you'll get an invisible piece of cake. Huh, seems like I can always come up with new ways to make you review. I'm sorry for the blackmailing. No, I'm not. See you!