Le Datte Trois: Les Tiges Torsadees

Okay! So, the first part of this (Dante's perspective) was written by Blind-chan, and the second part was written by me. I just figured I'd let you all know ahead of time. :3

.: DANTE :.
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I had a hope that Acacia would at least have a little bit of fun on our date but I never thought she would be so…ecstatic. Unlike other times when she convinced others she was happy, today, she was genuinely, truly and wholly happy. I loved seeing that side of her. Her eyes and skin seemed as if they were glowing and she was always smiling. She was joking and laughing. There was even a hug…

I liked her.

The thought invaded my mind without warning. Was it true? I knew I liked her, she was my friend, but I knew the in the words I thought; there was another meaning behind them. What if…I really liked her? If I…? Shaking my head, I banished the thought that I told myself was forbidden. It was still there, however, in the back of my mind, silently taunting me. I needed to get a hold of that.

Like the first time, there was silence when I was driving and for a while, neither Acacia nor I broke it. It wasn’t awkward. Instead it was…comforting, in a way. After ten more minutes of silence, though, she was the one who broke it again.

“Dante, voulez-vous s'il vous plaît me dire où nous allons?” She asked again. Not being able to help myself, I burst out laughing.

“You are so impatient today!”

“I just want to know where we’re going! I really hate surprises,”

“I really couldn’t tell,” I mutter low enough to where I thought she couldn’t hear me. It turned out she could because she smacked my arm playfully as she laughed along with me.

“You are so étrange.” She said as if she was saying something that was utterly obvious. It probably was, knowing me. Or at least, knowing how I had been for a while now.

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