Not a Date

"Hey, you two! On a date, I see?" Salvatore teased us as he walked on over to us. It seemed as though he had been planning on going running.

I immediately blushed a little bit. My fan-boys began chatting rather heatedly between themselves about the idea of me dating someone outside their little fan club. I thought I had ditched them. There was just no way to really ditch them, I guess.

Raijin lifted an eyebrow at the idea. I have no idea how he felt on the matter, but I didn't want to stir the waters in case he didn't like the idea. "Salvatore, aren't you a little under-dressed? Just looking for attention from the ladies, huh?" I teased back. I stuck my tongue out at him playfully.

He chuckled lightly, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "I don't mind the attention," he shook his head. But I knew better. It embarrassed him when the girls commented on his muscles.

"Have you eaten?" I asked. "Because you should, you know. It's not healthy to be training and not giving your muscles the right nutrients and energy they need," I told him matter-of-factly. Those health classes really paid off.

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Sorry it's short, but I wanted to post again. :)

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