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SUPER ROOKIE

[attr="class","kfbox"]Alright. Keep it calm cool and collected. He had this, it was mind over matter. And if he didn't mind so much, it wouldn't matter. Takeo stood outside of the doors of the critically acclaimed eatery, Dareka to Onaji Kotoba, and sighed a shaky breath of air. Earlier that day, he was approached by a complete stranger. Some gym goer, a guy Takeo had never met before a day in his life. While on his way back to his dormitory, the male regaled him of a friend that had an eye out for short blondes such as himself. And of course, Takeo took to the praise like a moth to a flame. The guy also went on to say that the mysterious bachelor was up for meeting him that night at a restaurant. So essentially, it was a blind date. And those had a 50/50 chance of being wonderful, or being love at first sight. And Takeo, being the epitome of hopeless romantic, knew in his soul this would be a fateful encounter of love and romance! So needless to say, he agreed immediately to the terms. All he had to do was go to his room, get dressed, and wow this mysterious gentleman.

At his room, Takeo looked about through his attire. Throwing clothes about from his closet onto the floor in a hurried rush. Looking at all the outfits he could possibly adorn. The eatery in question was somewhat upscale, or so he was told. But at the same time, it was calm and serene. So casual, to business casual clothing could apply. And he didn't ant to be that guy who overdressed for the occasion. "Aaaughhhhh!" The blond fell back onto his bed, fingers gripping at his hair while he stared at the ceiling. C'mon, get it together! He could do this! Sitting up, he gave himself a confirming nod and dashed back to his closet. Finally finding a suitable outfit for the evening and placing it on his body. Alongside his power bracelet at his wrist.

Standing outside, Takeo looked himself over in the window of the eatery. White t-shirt underneath blue and white striped cardigan. Light wash jeans with only two slits at the knees, and a pair of black loafers. It seemed... casual enough, right? He had even tied a white ribbon around his signature ponytail that laid against his right shoulder. And to garnish? A pair f black reading glasses were situated against his face. Pools of sapphire looking through the lenses as he smelled himself. Yup, he still smelled of his cologne. A fruitier scent, hopefully it'd appeal to the other. The guy earlier that day said something about him being on the tall side. That fact alone was good enough to get the blond on the bandwagon.

But anyway! He had to go inside! Nodding and building up his courage, Takeo opened the door and waltzed inside. Immediately coming to the hostess of the establishment who rested behind a wooden podium, after having removed his shoes. "I'm looking for a uh, tall guy?" He started, "black hair, I believe?" That was the gist of the information he was given prior. And thankfully, that was enough for the woman to nod and beckon for Takeo to follow her. Only a short distance though, as she would point to the gentleman and bid the other adieu.

Thanking the hostess, Takeo proceeded to walk onward to the man of the evening. Yup, he certainly looked tall. And, not too appeased. That was discouraging. But no matter! The blond would make swift work of his grey cloud! "James, right?" He'd inquire. Taking a seat across from him. Bottom falling down onto a matching blue cushiony zabuton. "Sorry I'm late, I had to pick out a nice outfit. I didn't want ya to think you were going on a date with the fashion backwards~"

Pearly whites would be exposed before the male realized he knew of the other's name. But it more likely than not, wasn't the other way around. "Takeo Aiko, pleasure to meet ya~" There, saved himself from that embarrassment. "Your friend didn't tell me much about you." A literal blind date in every facet of the word. "College buddy? Or uh, something like that?" He'd ask, eyes peering about for any sign of waitress. His heart refused to let him look at the menu. His wallet would surely cry out in pain and agony at the prices.

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SUPER ROOKIE

[attr="class","kfbox"]A waitress returned to place another cup in front of Takeo, asking what his choice of beverage would be, he too choice a water. His eyes had locked in on the kettle only seconds after he finished speaking. And he was rather eager to taste the tea that resided within. With empty cup in hand, he placed it onto a coaster and took hold of the kettle, tipping it gingerly and pouring the contents into his cup while he awaited the other to speak. It'd be rude to be the only one talking up a storm on a date, right? And besides, he didn't really have anything to talk about. No common ground had been established between the two yet. So. the blond would have to use his extreme skills of deduction to pinpoint common interests once the other began to speak. Assuming he wasn't a mute or something. A thought proved false the moment the raven haired male across from him spoke up.

The greeting seemed rather, odd? Maybe he was just shy or something too? Takeo mentally shrugged the thought away, holding his cup safely within his hands and bringing it up to his lips. Tipping it slowly to take a sip... only to be interrupted by an absurd accusation. "M-my what..?" Cup immediately lowered, brows perking and crooking in confusion the second the other's question was fired off. His sister..? "Uh, I'm an only child? Hehe, sorry to disappoint." Okay, that was odd, too. His sister? What kind of question was that to ask on a blind date? Was he trying to insinuate he needed some sort of chaperone?? And why would he assume this 'sister' was older than him anyway? His sixth sense kicked in, causing him to lower the cup back to the wooden table and eye the other with a matching stare of awkwardness.

"No, she's not... coming?" Something was a miss. And from what the blond could gather. This was going to turn into a rather embarrassing situation before there were any signs of it getting better. But, he couldn't let it show on his visage. No matter how much he wanted to duck down into his cardigan and imitate a turtle, Takeo would have to stick it out roll with the punches. No matter how ego bruising the fists were to his usual 'golden will'. Although, in retrospect, if he wanted to feel embarrassed, he could simply... go some where else for it..?

Ah dammit.

Takeo's eyes widened for a split second. This guy literally thought Takeo was supposed to be a girl? W-well, um... this was a rather, sporadic turn of events. There wasn't really much Takeo could do in regards to, yanno, not being a female. But for all intents and purposes, he wanted this date to go smoothly? Even if it wasn't meant for him per-say. So, maybe there was a way to salvage some of it? "C-calm down," hand shot forth and waved frantically. Sapphire hues darting about at the staff who stopped to look back at the commotion. This was turning into one big scene, and his ego was slowly but surely taking those aforementioned punches from before.

"I-it's not a trick!" He began, "I guess your friend thought I was a girl? Or uh, I dunno, maybe he thought you were into blond's in general??" Was this guy even into guys? Would it be rude to ask? "I mean, are you even into guys at all? Blond or otherwise..?" Maybe he could at least talk the guy from the ledge? All that yelling he was doing was causing the other patrons to chatter... nothing positive, that's for sure.

[attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME