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It was a good thing that Jason didn't spend much money, other then the bare essentials that Desu Ex didn't provide. The main reason being he was able to save some money which he intended to use on a rainy day. For what he was saving for, he had not been sure before.

Now, he had a perfectly good reason to use his rainy day money. Since there hadn't been much happening as of late, he would take the opportunity to take Solia out on a date. His first ever date with someone, and that thought alone gave him the warm fuzzies (not to mention a few fluttering butterflies in his stomach. He didn't want to screw this up)

It took a bit of thinking to come up with a location, but he finally decided to go with what he knew. Solia was fluent in French, which led him to believe she had a background in said culture. And what better way to capitalize on this then to take her to a French restaurant?

A few days before the intended date, he knocked on Solias door with the intention of asking her out. Though if/when the death trainee opened the door, she would be faced with a nervous looking Jason.

"O-oh, Umm...Hi!"

Perhaps one day, Jason would stop being so nervous and be able to act like a confident human being. But then perhaps Zanthvos would act more like a gentleman and less like a a*****e, and chances of this were slim. For now though, he was trying to act the part of confident (and failing as usual).

"Well....Actually I...came here to a-ask y-you.." He said, urging himself to stop stumbling over his words.



Instead of doing what Zanth suggested, The moon trainee asked in a rushed out sentence. "Wouldyouliketogoonadatewithme"

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"Y-yeah, a date..." Jason could feel the heat rise in his face as he was about to explain, wondering if he should tell her all now, or let her guess.



He could literally feel the fallen angel winking in his head.

"S-omething like that..." He replied to her question, then feeling relieved when she said she would, his awkward smiling brightening. "Really? G-great! I'll pick you up on Friday at 6pm."

Because walking a few rooms down totally counted as picking her up.

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'SHUT UP ZANTH'

'I AM NOT'

"A nice dress would be good." He replied, trying not to focus to much on what Solia would look like in a fancy dress and more on the fact he would have to get something fancy himself. Did he even have any fancy clothes?

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Time skip? BD

While Solia worried about being overdressed, Jason fretted about being under dressed. He had never thought to bring with him something formal or fancy and had just brought the bare essentials, so he had opted to get himself some reasonable clothing before the date.

Now he stood in front of Solia's door, black formal pants with a jacket to match. His shirt was pressed, shoes polished, hair neat and tidy. He also hoped the cologne he got was reasonable, having to revert to Zanth for what he thought was a good choice. Although the names he gave him for good brands he knew, such as mummy fragrance, pond water perfume, or even blood lust (he wasn't trying to attract Dis here...) Well, there was no way he would be buying any of those, he just grabbed the cheapest one he could find that didn't smell horrible.

Checking his watch as it hit six o'clock, he knocked on the door.

The moment Solia walked out the door...Jason was gone. There was a slight intake of breath on his part as he hoped she didn't notice his gaze over her beautiful form. Her outfit was quite simple, but the effect was just as stunning as if she had gone all out. He knew his face was heating up, but just looking at her he could feel his stomach doing loops. He was feeling all the feels here.

"You l-ook..." He swallowed, resiting the urge to fiddle with his jacket.. "Stunning..." clearing his throat, he smiled at Solia as he held out his hand for her to take (also hoping he was supposed to do this...now and not later. Seriously he had no idea what he was doing.) "I'm r-ready, lets g-get going."

After a quick walk towards the portal room (and not looking anyone in the eye, because walking down the hallway in a formal suit while everyone was in their white coats was embarrassing enough, he just hoped he didn't see anyone else he knew.), Jason led her through one of them into a busy city street, pausing to orient himself in this new area. "I believe it was somewhere around here..." He commented before his found what he was looking for. "Ah! There it is."

What he was looking at, was a very fancy restaurant by the name of "Bonne Nourriture"

Jason squeezed her hand in turn, with her kiss making him blush even more. "Y-your welcome" He replied as a man dressed in the finest suit he thought possible stepped towards to the couple,

"Bonjour monsieur. Avez-vous une réservation?"

And now it was time for Jason to panic. He had thought that taking her to a French restaurant would be a great idea, but he hadn't counted on the waiters only speaking French. For a moment it looked like Jason wasn't going to answer him, then he realized what the man wanted.

"Oh! Um...Table 25. Kenneth." He produced a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to them man, who read it carefully before turning around. "Cette manière s'il vous plaît"

Jason stood rooted to the spot, having no idea what he had just said.

'T-table?" Jason looked at her, then realization dawned. "Oh! Y-yes, we're going to the table!" Squeezing her hand reassuringly, he followed the waiter to their table. To her question, a sly smile spread across his face.

"Perhaps"

Portals were a amazing invention. Especially when they took you to the other side of the planet without having to pay a dime. Though it still had taken a lot of research for him to find a suitable restaurant that was not only affordable, but had vacancies. This table was the last one for the next 3 months. He considered himself very lucky indeed.

The restaurant itself was the very definition of high class. chandeliers glittered overhead providing light to the tables below, white clothed and each holding a exquisite set of plates and cutlery. One such table, the one Jason had lead them to, was made for two. It was then when he let go of Solia's hand, so he could pull out the chair for her to sit on.