[RL - Third date with Haruto.]

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Issei paced around near the bottom of the steps to the temple.

The first two times had gone well, so this time would do well, wouldn't it? Well, it could be said that the second time hadn't gone so well with the kissing-on-the-cheek and freezing-up, and then after that there'd been that large strain in their relationship courtesy of his tasks-

Still! No reason to panic! If he had confidence in himself, he could make sure Haruto enjoyed himself, and that was all that really mattered.

...was it strange that they'd been dating for over two months and this was only their third date?

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Issei smiled and nodded. "That's good. Besides, it's in the opposite direction, so you'll get to see more of Fuyuki this way. Shall we go?"

((Yeah, eww, Hannibal. Have fun~))

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Haruto smiled and nodded, "I'd like that. Yes, let's."

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Issei started to lead Haruto through the town, making small talk in the meantime. "How have your studies been going lately?"

((Maybe if they were - no, not even if they were totally crazy.))

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Haruto followed beside Issei, glad to have some kind of calm air around him.

He blinked over at him when he spoke, he was silent for a moment thinking before looking to him and replying.

"They're about the same." he answered honestly.

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"Well, that's fairly good. And your friends, how are they treating you?" Issei couldn't keep the worried air out of his voice. It pained him to think of the treatment most of Haruto's friends bestowed upon him. ...Of course, his own friends weren't much better at times, but at least he was used to it.

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He didn't want to tell Issei that nothing had really changed out of the ordinary for his school life, or that any chance of every coming up with a routine was beyond impossible.

"They're about - the same, but I wouldn't expect them to have changed much." he answered honestly, and looked back to him. In all honesty - he really wouldn't have it any other way.

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"...I see. Well, if you don't mind things being that way, I have no right to complain."

Issei fell quiet for a few moments. "What are your friends like, anyway? I don't believe you've described them all that much."

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He hadn't really described them to anyone on the community. He usually kept it to himself. It was never brought up, so he didn't pay much mind to it.

"Oh..Well, Kazumi-kun and Asahina-kun are very different from me. They actually have powers to help the spirits and the school."

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"But I'm sure that even without powers, you're a great help to the school." Issei hoped that you didn't need special powers to become a good student council president. If that was the case, then he was a terrible one.

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Haruto smiled at him and nodded.

"Yes, I hope so. It is our job to help keep order in the school. The spirits tend to distract the students from their work, and we council members are supposed to keep them from doing that."

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Issei chuckled. "Yes, I'm sure that if a spirit showed up in our school, it would be highly distracting to everyone. Perhaps even to the teachers."

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Haruto gave a soft laugh, and placed a hand behind his head, smiling.

"Yes. The teachers encourage us to do what we must to keep the spirits in check. Which, I guess, is part of the reason why we receive credit even if we don't go to class."

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Issei smiled in return. "Your school sounds like it's a very interesting place. I'd like to visit it one day." He might have been a part of the community for a while now, but things like a school full of spirits were still fascinating to him.

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"Perhaps on one of the more clam days, yes." he smiled agreeing. He would like him to see his school, maybe the spirits would leave him along long enough for Haruto to show Issei around.

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"A calm day would probably be best. I wouldn't want to get in your way, if you were busy." Issei would enjoy spending a day with Haruto in his school; then again, he'd enjoy spending a day with him just about anywhere. ...did that mean he was desperate?

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"Oh, I'm sure you wouldn't." Haruto couldn't imaging Issei getting in his way. He rather enjoyed being beside him, in anyway. He liked talking to him and spending time with him. Even though, for the most part, he was rather confused about everything he was feeling.

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"Well, I don't have much experience at whatever your student council does. I'd like to be of help if I could, but..." Issei sighed and shook his head. "But, yes, I'd love to come."

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What was that sensation? He'd had it before when he spoke to Issei, but for some reason it was happening more and more often. Almost as if he had tripped in front of someone important, and why it made his face flush like it just had was beyond him.

He smiled at him, trying his best to ignore the heat in his cheeks.

"I would like that, very much."

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...Hm? Was Haruto blushi-

No, it wasn't good to make assumptions. He was probably just... warm. Yes, that was it.

Issei smiled at him in return, then turned his head. "It looks like we're at the theater."

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Yes, sure, fine. He warm. Warm, and thinking thoughts that probably shouldn't be thought. He blinked up and looked over seeing that they had come to the theater. It always seemed hat they got there much faster than anticipated - why did it feel like his heart was in his throat?

"Ah, we have." he replied, and looked at him, smiling. Clam, Haruto - breath.

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For what it was worth, Issei was thinking much of the same thoughts, although he didn't know that Haruto shared them. He kept getting sudden impulses, like to start holding Haruto's hand - impulses he squashed, of course, since they would only serve to make Haruto more nervous. But they were... strangely nice.

Issei nodded and led Haruto inside the theater. "I can buy you some refreshments, if you wish."

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Haruto was lost in his own thoughts for a moment and looking down at his own hands. He blinked and looked up at him when he spoke.

"Oh - uhm, I wouldn't mind, if you don't."

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"That isn't the question, Haruto," Issei told him gently. "If you want to have some, I'll get you some. Would you like anything?"

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Hartuo gave a nervous laugh, smiling at him.

"O-of course." he thought for a moment and then smiled at him, "Let's get something that the both of us can share."

I don't know what food is in Japanese concession stands!

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"That's fine," Issei answered, returning his smile. "Let's see, there's always popcorn, that's good for sharing..."