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The ferris wheel was the last ride on their agenda.

Sora and Rosetta were in one cart, leaving Ken with May. Leon opted out, instead watching them from the ground level.

Ken sighed, unknowingly mimicking Sora's despondent behavior from earlier, though the girl was anything but sad now, what with the little aquarium Leon won for her.

What Ken would give to know how Leon got all of those fish within only two games...

"Oh chill out," May said as she looked outside their compartment window to see the whole carnival grounds. "We'll just snag some dinner and then we can leave."

He gave May a flat look. How can he relax when he was failing in every way to get Sora?

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They headed over to the food booths soon after.

Sora was off to the side, crumpling a piece of some crackers she got and sprinkling the uncovered fish aquarium with the makeshift food. She smiled when Happy-san and the others went to the top and sucked in the crumbs.

"Share, Momo-chan," she admonished the solid peachy-orange goldfish as it gulped up the most crumbs.

She sprinkled some more, making sure it was away from Momo-chan's vacuum of a mouth and then closed the lid. Sora was wiping the remaining crumbs from her hand with a napkin when she spotted Leon across the way waiting for his food order.

He was slowly blinking one eye over and over again.

She tilted her head.

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Ken sullenly made his way over to the table Sora was sitting at when he noted the direction she was staring. He wasn't surprised that it was Leon she was looking at-especially after the man got her a tank full of goldfish-but he was surprised by what Leon was doing.

The silver haired man was winking at Sora.

Pshh. Like that's going to get her to come over...

Ken nearly dropped his chili cheese dog when the redhead promptly got out of her seat, leaving her fish behind to go over to Leon.

What in the world?!

He was even more aghast when the man leaned his head down incredibly close to hers.

Forget about wanting to know how Leon got the fish; he wanted to know what dating book Leon took lessons from...

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Leon closed his eye again and then opened it, his vision clearer.

"Can you see better now?" Sora piped up.

He gave a nod. His contact lens had folded a little and then moved off to the side.

Sora, having seen him do the slow blinking thing before during their practices, came over to tell him where it was so he didn't poke his eye while moving it with his finger.

She had first seen his contacts during their first Swan Lake performances when she bent a little above him; and upon seeing the faint circle of the lens around his irises, she had bent down even more to see them.

What she didn't notice was that he had subconsciously leaned forward during this moment of distraction and perusal. Leon still didn't know what to make of his action. He could only chalk it up to fatigue.

Personally, Sora thought that his eyes stood out more without the contacts, but he couldn't perform trapeze with a pair of glasses on.

No, that wouldn't be practical.

She giggled at the thought of his glasses flying off of his face in the middle of a performance. She imagined those big, squarish shaped frames people were wearing lately.

"Would you wear hipster glasses, if you could?" She voiced out playfully.

He quirked a brow.

He didn't know what type of glasses those were but he didn't want to seem ignorant, especially since he was still being asked by strangers if they needed to come with him to get a drink or food.

"Not in particular," he settled for.

She grinned at him, making his insides lurch again. He looked away from her face and spotted her fish on the table. "You should be near your fish before someone steals them again."

"It's ok," she waved off, pulling out her wallet to buy some food. "Ken's over there. He'll look out for them."

"He brought back your fish dead," he tonelessly stated.

She pushed at his arm. "Don't worry so much!"

The nerves in his arm were spazzing out. He was very worried about the state of whatever ailment he had. He just hoped it wasn't too far along to do something about it.

"Number 45! Order number 45!"

Leon gratefully left her side to get his order. It wouldn't do to have her catch whatever was wrong with him.

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