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"I guess it would be wouldn't it? It just doesn't feel that way is all." Then again when he thought about it it was exciting. "But it is exciting all the same. And I wouldn't trade this day for anything." He blushed but smiled and distracted himself by watching the janarim play with each other.

Sky pounced Imari gently with a great deal of rediculous noise. "He has never ever been that loud before." Kiyelt grabbed her hand and kissed it, before growling in imitation of his janarim and crossing his eyes.

"No it feels like I've known you much to long for a first date. In the best way possible. As for the confused look on your face, I was imitating my nutso janarim." He squeezed her hand gently. "Not everyone is given a real chance at love, and I will be forever grateful that I have been."

Her soul seemed compatible with his which is what he had always hoped for, to have something like his parents had a functioning, evervescent relationship which gave them both reward and challenge but most of all joy.

He placed her hand on his heart and began to slow dance. "If this is our first date, lets make it one to remember. I told you I loved to dance didn't I?"

"My parents are avid dancers, I picked up a few things from them. I think most guys don't do it becuase they think it is not cool, especially when your young, I never dances around the other young people in my home town, but I was also sure that the lady I was looking for was not among them. But when it comes about later I already knew how to dance and was not ashamed of it, and then I figured out I really liked it.'

He twirled and dipped her slowly. "You dance wonderfully as well. Its beautiful." And so was she.

When she did that it set all his nerves on fire. "Careful, wouldn't want to start a fire you can't handle." He winked at her. The meat started to sizzle romantically behind them. But his eyes were all for her. She was tinder and spark this girl. Maybe none other then an iceling could handle her, she set a fire even in his supposedly cold soul.

"I love that we can dance together, a joy we can both share." Now if he could only keep his mind out of the gutter.

"Another tent? Oh oh yes! I'll make you a tent palace. No critters allowed." He grinned. "At least at night time, easier to clean that way anyway. You should have said something." He grinned and booped her nose gently. "I never even thought. I am sorry."

His mind was already whirring. Tent fabric, infrastructure, pillows ect...floorplans. He would make it awesome.

Then he replaced his finger with his own nose and rubbed hers. If his mother could see him now, he was positive she would explode due to cuteness.

"The big ones sleep outside anyway unless it gets really cold and I'm alone and need the heat, its getting out in the morning that is the worst, someone gets stepped on." However, with Ichil there, he probably wouldn't need the big ones ever again.

He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her gently off her feet before placing his lips on hers. This way she didn't have to crane her neck and he didn't have to bend down. He felt whole, he felt complete.

"Is it?" He growled, "I had forgotten," his voice came out gravelly but rich. He let her back down and turned to check the roast. "I believe you are right, well spotted!" He smiled. Then his stomach rumbled ruining the effect.

Kiyelt got a carving knife and prepared the meat. "This looks fantastic, and it smells indescribable." His mouth had started to water by the time they had their plates set up. "Thank you for this meal Ichil."