*In math class, Monday morning.* Alison: *feeling brave and happy, for some reason* Teacher: *lectures about axises of symmetry* Damien: *takes careful notes whether he needs to or not* Alison: *decides to wait until the end of the period, when the teacher isn't talking, but keeps stealing sidelong glances at Damien, almost as if she's making sure he's still there* Damien: *slightly confused at all the attention, but a little pleased, too* Alison: *whenever she gets caught, gives him a small smile* Teacher: *finishes the lecture ten minutes early and gives them their homework so they can start on it* Alison: *inwardly goes "YES!" at her luck* Damien: *keeps half-smiling back at her, confused* Alison: *when the teacher is done and most of the students are talking instead of doing homework, decides to make her move* Uhm, Damien, I was wondering... Damien: Yes? Alison: *plows on forward* Would you maybe like to go out sometime, like to a movie or something? *looks slightly hopeful, but not overly eager* Damien: *eyes bug out of his head* Alison: *wonders if that's a good reaction or a bad reaction* Damien: *goes into a fit of spluttering* Anou - uh - eeto - demo - well - anou... Alison: *assumes he's just stuttering in Japanese, and waits for a definite answer* Damien: *stutters for another full minute, completely taken aback and not sure whether this is good luck or a disaster waiting to happen* Alison: *wonders if she should just give up* Damien: *senses her impending reversal of the offer, manages to get his tongue under control* Anou - yes! Damien: I'd love to go somewhere... Miss Alison... Alison: *breaks out in a smile* Great! How's a movie sound? I heard "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" is really good... Damien: *thinks* Alison: And afterwards, we could grab some food or something. Damien: *thinks some more* I - I guess that sounds all right... Alison: How's Wednesday at 7:00 sound? Alison: We could meet at the theatre. Damien: Sure! *smiles, not quite believing that this is real* Damien: I'll be there. Alison: Great! *can't believe her luck, smiles back* Damien: ^-^ Alison: ^__^ *Fade to lunch.* *Shiko sits at a table with Tamisha, Valentine, and Judy, waiting for Alison and Damien.* Tamisha: Geez, where are they? Valentine: *shrugs, eats* Shiko: *picks nervously at some tofu* Alison: *arrives, looking slightly frazzled but very happy* Sorry I'm late... My Bio 2 teacher wanted me to stay after to help her with something... Valentine: Oh... Tamisha: *shrugs* Okay. Shiko: Ah... *gives her a questioning look* Alison: *smiles victoriously at Shiko* Damien: *walks up, looking confused but happy* Alison: *sits down, feeling too excited to eat* Shiko: *tries to make a mental list of people to protect when the city burns down* Damien: *bows to all before sitting* Hello, everyone... Tamisha: *through mouthful of food* Yo. Alison: *smiles at him* Damien: o^-^o Valentine: *gives them an interested look* Valentine: My, you two seem cheerful today... Valentine: *leans over the table* Spill it, dears, Auntie Valentine wants to know it all. Damien: *blushes furiously* Judy: *eating her salad, points a fork at them* You guys weren't making out in the broom closet, were you? Damien: !.! No! Alison: !.! No! Tamisha: *still chewing* Talk, then. Shiko: *wishes she could hide* Judy: Yeah, spill it already. Alison: *flushes* Um... Well... Damien: *blushes, is obviously of no use in explaining anything* Alison: *looks at Damien, sees this, then turns to her friends again and says* Me and Damien are going out on a date this Wednesday. *says this all matter-of-factly* Damien: o^-^o Shiko: *bonks her head against the table, but lightly, so no one else notices* Tamisha: !.! Judy: *drops her fork* !.! Valentine: *gasps, but in delighted shock* No way! Valentine: That's WONDERFUL! Tamisha: Good going, both of you! Judy: That's really cool! Alison: o^__^o Tamisha: *actually smiles sincerely for once* Valentine: ^______^ Judy: ^-^ *goes back to eating her salad, after picking up her fork* Shiko: *voice muffled from the table* Just - PLEASE don't boast in Latin, okay? Shiko: This school is already a disaster zone... Alison: *looks at her* Huh? Shiko: *coming up with glib explanation* All those other girls in Latin might trample us to death if you say anything... Alison: *winks* Good point. Alison: I don't wanna get mobbed. Shiko: ^-^;;;;;;;; Damien: *at Shiko* -.- Shiko: *ignores him* *Fade to Wednesday night at almost ten o'clock, crowds streaming out of the movie theater.* Damien: *exiting the theater with Alison* Wow... Damien: Wasn't that a neat movie? Alison: It was great! Alison: That was amazing, how they flew like that... Alison: It didn't look fake, either! Damien: ^____________^ *feeling unusually silly tonight, spins around with his arms flung out, almost dancing* Damien: Who knows, maybe it wasn't... Alison: *giggles at him* Maybe you're right! Alison: Wouldn't it be amazing, if people could actually do that? Damien: *grins mysteriously* Damien: Let's go eat... all that flying made me hungry... @.@ Alison: Okay! There's a place just down the road, it's pretty good. Damien: ^__^ Sounds nice... *wanders down that way, still high off the movie and spending two solid guilt-free hours with Alison* Alison: *does a couple spins herself as they walk, almost falling over and giggling uncontrollably* Damien: ^______^ Alison: *is slightly flushed, though whether because of the cold, the movie, or just plain happiness, she's not sure which* Damien: *feeling unusually bold, takes Alison's hands and waltzes into the restaurant with her* Damien: *nearly laughs* Alison: *giggles some more* Damien: *pretending to be serious for a moment, escorts her to their table - it's "Seat Yourself" night* Alison: *tries to pretend she's serious, but dissolves into giggles again when he pulls her chair out for her* Damien: ^________^ Alison: ^______^ Damien: *looks at the menu, wondering what he can get that will be vegetarian enough to please Judy* Alison: *also looks at menu, decides she doesn't want anything fancy and decides on a burger with fries and a Coke* Damien: *finally orders some fish* Damien: *begins eating fish* =d Alison: *eats burger* :d Damien: *perfectly content for the first time in years* Alison: *content to forget that she has homework that needs doing when she gets home* San: *sitting five tables down with his date, facing Damien, but hasn't noticed either him or Alison yet* San: *too busy sweet-talking his date* Date: *giving him smoky looks and flirting back* San: ^__^ Date: ^,_,^ Damien: *happens to look up past Alison, sees San* 0.0!!! Alison: What's wrong? *looks slightly worried* Damien: N- nothing... *tries to smile at her, but has effectively lost his good mood* Damien: *buries himself in the fish* San: *happens to look up himself, notices Shal, looks surprised, then raises an eyebrow, not realizing Alison's his date* Date: *touches him lightly on the arm, trying to regain his attention* San: *shakes his head and apologizes, smiling at his date again, but wondering what exactly Shal is doing there with a girl* Date: *keeps flirting* Alison: *wonders if she did something wrong, decides to finish her burger* Damien: *eats, but can't make himself talk to Alison anymore* Alison: *bites into her burger, accidentally squirts ketchup onto her skirt* Oh, no! Damien: !.! Damien: *grabs a bunch of napkins and hands them to her, looking woebegone* I'm so sorry... Alison: It's okay. I have to try and get this out, before it stains... Excuse me, Damien. *gets up and heads for the ladies' room, which happens to be beyond San's table* Damien: 6.6 San: *looks up just in time to see Alison get up, recognizes her* O.O!!!! Alison: *hurries past, not noticing him* Damien: *feels like a dating failure, conveniently forgetting that this is pretty much his first-ever date* San: *turns to look at Shal, conveniently forgetting he has a date of his own, and looking partially hurt, but mostly mad* Date: -.- *wonders if this guy can't at least keep his eyes on one girl for a single night* Damien: *looks up, seeing San and his date* Alison: *tries to get stain out with hand soap, isn't having an easy time of it* San: -.- Damien: *pokes his fish with the fork* 6.6 Damien: *feeling guilty, but also resentful* Alison: *gets the worst out, decides that'll have to be good enough and dries her skirt off using the automatic fan thingie* San: -.- *NOT happy, ignoring his date* Date: -.-!!! *decides not to sleep with him tonight, after all, though she'd been going to before* Damien: *pokes at the fish* Alison: *comes out again, noticing San glaring at Shal* Mr. Watcher? Date: -.- San: *startled, looks up* Huh? Oh, hello, Alison! How are you? Alison: *smiles nervously* Oh, fine, how about you? Date: *crumples up her napkin* San: I hope your being out tonight won't affect you handing in your homework tomorrow. San: *half-smiles* San: *or tries to* Date: -.-!!!!!!!!!!!! *now beginning to think he's a pervert* Alison: *feels embarrassed* I promise it won't... See you later, Mr. Watcher. Damien: *is still poking at the fish, which is now a shredded mess* 6.6 San: *watches her as she hurries away, then returns to glaring at Shal over her shoulder* -.-!!!!! Date: *at San* -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!! Alison: *sits down again, notices Damien's look* Are you okay? You look kinda pale... Damien: *muttering to himself, fortunately in English* He has no right... Alison: Who? Mr. Watcher? Alison: Well, he was acting kinda weird when I talked to him... Damien: *ignoring her, shredding the fish further* He has no right at all! I put up with him for - for - and he has a date NOW - he has no right...! Alison: *slightly alarmed* Damien, are you okay? Alison: If he's upsetting you that much, we can leave... San: -.-!!!!!!! Damien: *looks up* Oro? *sees San's glare and looks down again* Damien: No - I mean, you haven't finished eating yet or anything... 6.6 Alison: *smiles halfheartedly* Oh, I wasn't that hungry anyway. Damien: *pokes his fish some more* Damien: Well... Alison: Really, it's okay. Date: *gets up* Thanks for the meal, Angelico. San: *finally notices her* Oh, yeah, my pleasure. San: *goes back to glaring* -.-!!!!! Date: *speaking loudly enough for the whole restaurant to hear* Why don’t you ask me out again sometime when you have enough brainpower to concentrate on me? Date: *leaves, not storming out but definitely looking huffy* San: *turns bright red as everyone in the restaurant turns to look at him* San: *except, he notices, Alison and Damien* Damien: *doesn't gloat, as much as he would dearly love to; shreds fish instead* Alison: *kinda lost her appetite by now* Damien: *notices* 6.6 I'm sorry... Damien: Do you want to go? Alison: Well, as much as I hate to say this, I do have homework... *looks and feels guilty* Damien: Me, too... *adds another layer of guilt onto his current one and polishes his resentment* San: *decides he doesn't like being stared at, puts money down on the table, then practically storms out, throwing one last nasty look Shal's way before he's out the door* Damien: 6.6 *muttering again* He has no right...! Damien: *pays for dinner* Alison: *doesn't protest, just wants to go, feeling rather uncomfortable now, although not because of Shal* Damien: *walks her home, not saying much of anything* Alison: *also doesn't say much* Damien: *in front of her house* 6.6 I'm really sorry, Alison... Damien: I - I don't know... Damien: I didn't mean for there to be a scene... Alison: *puts a hand on his shoulder* It's okay, Damien. You don't have to apologize. *smiles softly at him* I didn't have a horrible time, really. Damien: *looking up* Really? *looks all cute and hopeful and puppyish* Alison: *nods* Really. In fact, overall, I had a pretty good time. *kisses him on the cheek* Thanks. Damien: *blushes* Anouuuuuuuuu... welcome... Alison: *smiles* See you tomorrow! *disappears into her house* Damien: Bai... *looks after her, a little shell-shocked* Damien: *goes home to his rat-trap, not sure yet if he's ecstatic or wants to cry* Alison: *sighs, pulling her Latin homework over to her* No time to think about it... *Scene opens in Latin class, where Shiko is nervous and fidgeting and Damien is staring at his homework* Alison: *busily doing the work on the board, keeping her eyes on her paper* Shiko: *has one hand at the base of her throat again* Damien: *writes on his homework* San: *Not looking at Damien, Shiko, or Alison. Correcting papers.* Shiko: *has very, very bad feeling after what Alison told her* Alison: *working* Damien: *looks at the note he wrote, almost crosses it out, then looks at Alison and gets new resolve; leaves it as it stands* Note: *reads as follows* “You had no right to behave that way last night. I've put up with your ways for thousands of millennia, and it isn't fair to punish me when I didn't do anything wrong. I'm sorry your date left and embarrassed you in front of the entire restaurant. I guess she isn't as patient as I am.” San: *lays down his pen and sits up* Would you please turn in your homework now? Damien: *with new resolve, is the first one up and hands it to San boldly, but is EXTRA careful not to actually touch him* San: *takes it, doesn't look into Damien's face, just takes it* Damien: *goes back and sits down, feeling rather proud of himself* Alison: *turns her homework in without a backwards glance, then continues working on the classwork* San: *dismayed at Alison's detached demeanor* Shiko: *takes up her homework, sits down and starts muttering to herself in the completely unrecognizable language* San: *Accepts all the work, then picks up Damien's, since it's at the top. Checks it, then notices the note. Reads it.* O.O!!!!! Shiko: *braces herself* San: *becomes very still, seemingly staring off into space* Damien: *waits to see if anything else will happen* San: *slowly puts the paper down, then stands up* Damien, would you please see me in the hallway? Damien: ?.? *getting kind of nervous now, but nods, not looking directly at San* San: *walks out* Damien: *follows* Shiko: *keeps muttering to herself, nervously* San: *closes the door to the room behind him, just looks at the ground for a couple of seconds* Damien: *looks at the ground also* San: *finally looks up, says in Latin* "Shalohim..." Damien: *still looking at the ground* "Yes...?" San: "I..." Shiko: *sits, waiting for the explosions in the hallway* San: *looks at the ground again* "I'm sorry..." Damien: *looks up, completely startled* ?.? San: "You're right... I... I shouldn't have acted the way I did..." Damien: *blushes* Damien: "I - I..." *has no idea what to say* San: *looks up again* "Please... Please forgive me." Damien: *tries not to faint* "I - I..." Damien: *blushing and mumbling* "I - forgive you..." San: *looks relieved* "Well... We should get back to class..." Damien: *nods, not daring to speak* San: *opens the door, goes in, and sits down* Damien: *sits down too, still blushing, and hides his face* Shiko: ?.? *looks between them, wondering why the school is still standing* Misc. Student: There's something funny going on with that kid and the teacher... Other Student: Yeah... Misc. Student #2: Maybe they were making out! San: *sweatdrops* Damien: *face still hidden, blushes even more* !.! Shiko: *at the students* -.-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! San: *calls the three students who talked forward and gives them lunch detention* Damien: *is about to have a heart attack from blushing so much* Alison: *wonders if Damien's okay and what they were talking about* Shiko: @.@ *sighs, almost as confused as Alison* San: *doesn't look at Damien at all, continues checking papers* Damien: *never does actually sit up, but manages to copy down all the work and exercises anyway* *Scene fades.*