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Once upon a time I was falling in love...

Who: Sonny, Voile
When: May 18 - Early Afternoon
What: She's showing him the contest hall. And treating him to lunch.
Where: FDC
Warnings: Hardly.

"When was the last time we spent a day together like this?"

She'd asked it to herself as her slow steps took her to Sonny's new room. It was a shame that he wouldn't be rooming with Vinnie any longer, but she had a feeling the Venusaur would be quite pleased to have such a delightful welcoming. Nothing like coming home to family, after all. And not too long ago, she wouldn't have known too much about what that was like.

She had an idea of it in the present, however, and the mere thought made her smile.

Voile stopped outside of his door, looking ready for the summer. After a few cycles of lacing her hands together and unlacing them, she finally sucked up all of her courage and knocked.

And hopefully he hadn't forgotten.

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"We can think of plenty of reasons to see each other!" he assured her with a wide grin. If she was looking for 'excuses' as she put it, he could think up a billion and one.

"We can trade books. And read books together. Because I know you like books. And we still need to see the contest hall, because we aren't doing that today. And then there's always things liiiike... Oh! I can show you how to bake cookies! And you can show me how you make poffins. And we can always make plans to go and water things in the greenhouse. So, don't worry, OK? Because any time you want to see me, there can be a reason."

Wow. It was sort of amazing how he could speak so easily and just make her blush. She paused momentarily and for more than one moment, she found herself rendered silent. Then she lifted her hands and hid her face behind them.

"Ah... You're embarrassing me, Sonny... Do you really have to say things like that?"

But she honestly really loved everything he said, because it was true.

"I don't really have to. But I thought you would of liked to hear me say those sorts of things." he replied, a little unsure if he'd actually managed to upset her somehow. Her face WAS covered, after all, so, he couldn't see if she was smiling or not.

"W-well, I do!"

Then she peeked over her fingertips at him, "I mean! Uhm. I just want you to-" What followed next was... a lot of laughing. Embarrassed laughter, but laughter all the same, which was better than her looking so solemn. "Oh, you caught me."

Peeking between her fingers at him, she held a smile, "Of course I like hearing things like that. Something of a weakness of mine. I'm not against affection, Sonny."

"Oh! Good!" he replied, laughing too. He leaned in to hug her again - it was hard to resist doing. She looked so cute when she peeked through her fingers like that! "I'm glad you like to hear those sorts of things. It would be difficult not to say them."

She allowed him to draw her in and after a few moments, finally lowered her hands as she looked up at him. "I'm rather easy to please," Voile admitted. "Maybe my standards aren't high enough or something. Or you know, I'm beginning to think it's personal bias. You could probably get me to agree with anything just by smiling in my direction."

Her feature softened as she continued, "I've never had anyone have that kind of effect on me."

"Me either. But most probably I'd agree to anything if you smiled at me, too. I like your smile. Very much."

He broke the hug and reached for her hand instead. They still had some ground to cover before they could eat and he was rather hungry.

He liked her smile. 'Very much,' he said. And as if they were magic words, she couldn't prevent her mouth from curling into that which he wanted to see. But when she realised she was reacting so much to something so simple, she lifted her free hand to hide her smile behind it.

"You're too much, Sonny. I'll start blushing and I won't be able to stop if you keep that up. Not that I'm sure you'd mind." Then her grin turned a little more clever, "I think you just like that my eyes are on you." Figuratively and literally.

And then her pace began again. Lunch was probably a thing they should have done.

"I do like it when your eyes are on me. It always makes me happy." he replied, his own grin still as wide as ever. Really, there was seldom ever an ulterior motive with Sonny. He did love to make her smile, though, more than anything it was just because he liked to see her happy.

"I'm pretty hungry by now!" he said, changing subjects briefly. "I'm glad they have all you can eat bread sticks! I remember those were really, really good."

Oh, gosh...

She was a little relieved when he gave them another topic. Squeezing his hand gently, she found her feet picking up again. Food sounded good.

"What do you feel like having? I mean, what do you think you'll order? It's been a while since we've gone, after all."

"I'm going to order Lasagna!" he replied without hesitation. "I like it and I haven't had it in a while and I know they serve it there!"

He swung his arms a little as they walked, her hand in his tracing gentle, lazy arcs in the air between them.

"What about you? Salad?" he asked. He remembered she was far more a fan of lighter dishes than heavy ones, and vegetables over things that were meaty.

"Oh, you know me very well," she praised him with a bright smile. Then she offered him a nod. "I think a salad sounds perfect."

Tipping her head, Voile continued, unaware of how she seemed to relax in his mere midst. "I'm thinking salad with some raspberry vinaigrette and cranberries. Walnuts, maybe? That sounds really good. I'd ask your opinion, but I'm aware that's not really your thing."

"I like foods that are more filling than salad usually, but! I do eat it sometimes! And I like salads with walnuts and grapes. It's called a waldorf salad. It's really good! Or citrus salad, with little bits of mandarin orange in it and a citrus vinaigrette and pine nuts."

He licked his lips. Mmm. That actually sounded good. Maybe he'd get one as an appetizer.

"I believe I've had one," she admitted. "I didn't know you liked things like that, though. You always have struck me as the one who was interested in snacks as opposed to a healthier lifestyle. I just assumed you were leaving it up to me to be the one who ate healthy enough for the two of us."

"Since you seem to like salads to some degree, perhaps I'll share some of mine with you."

"OK! And I'll share some of mine with you too so it's fair." he replied with a nod. "And I do like to eat lots of snacks. But I also used to eat waaaaaaay more veggies. Well. Bamboo and pine needles. Those count as veggies."

Because. Green leaves. They were a dollop of ranch away from being a real salad.

"You say you're trying to be fair, but I'm pretty sure you just mean you want to share your food with me to be cute."

She knew he was altruistic enough to offer it. Voile just liked the idea of teasing him a little. They'd been apart for so long, after all.

"But since you invited me so nicely, I won't be rude and turn you down." So when they did manage to arrive at the restaurant, she motioned for him to go in first.

He did go in first, though, he held the door for her of course.

"Good! It will be nice because we'll get to try twice as many foods that way." he said with a sage nod. More kinds of food meant more kinds of awesome in his book.

He ordered a lemonade for himself to drink and asked if they could bring two extra baskets of the bread sticks. Because he really did intend to eat a lot of bread sticks.

Her expression was very soft when she heard him. Perhaps she should have corrected him, but there was really nothing to correct. They both had some mostly differing tastes. But they worked off well with one another and she couldn't deny that. Still, a year later. There was something welcoming about that.

She did nab some of his bread sticks, but chances were in eating pace, she was far slower. Kind of a bird she was with the way she picked at her food.

Peeking at him over the top of her menu, she tried to keep her smile to a minimum, but didn't have much luck. "I was wondering... Is this something you'd want to do again?"

"Of course!" he replied as if it was a forgone conclusion. "Lots of times. All the time. Though, that might be expensive. So, just whenever we can would be good!"

His own glance at the menu was quick - he knew exactly what he wanted to get. Mmmmm - he was looking forward to some Lasagna!

"What about you? Do you want to do this kind of thing lots too?"

I actually meant doing things with me.

She didn't say it and though she thought it, she didn't direct the thoughts to him. Instead, she simply eyed him with some consideration and after a few moments, she nodded.

"Yes," Voile admitted. "I feel very happy right now. I wonder how much of that is your happiness, however, and how much of it is mine."

"If you want, I can try and think of something sad so you can tell the difference?" he offered. It made sense to him - if he was feeling morose, she could at least tell if there was any happiness left over and if so, it must be hers.

She lifted her hands rather quickly in something of a mock surrender and shook her head quickly. "No, no, no! I feel enough tension and not happy feelings off the rest of the people here in the academy. It'd tear me up if you started feeling that way, too."

Then her expression softened, "The point is that I think I feel happy, which is very out of the ordinary for me. If I think I am, then I must be, and that's good enough for me."

"Oh. Well. I don't want to tear you up!" He replied a little sheepishly. So much for that idea! "If that's good enough for you then it's good enough for me too! I'm happy to hear that you're happy. That's all I really want. I hope... I hope that you know that."

Because times ahead were bound to be more than a little confusing. So, hopefully, she could just remember that much. Hold on to it until everything had been figured out and sorted through and he'd caught up and made up for the year he'd been missing.

His lemonade and the baskets of brad arrived, and he was quick about picking up his glass and a piece of bread.

There was... a moment that she felt her heart... wrench up. At least that was how it sure seemed to feel. What a human thing to experience, she supposed. The idea of twisting hearts was something she read in books. There were some things that still just weren't familiar to her.

"I... know that," she confessed very softly. Her lips curled into a smile and Voile gave him a nod. "I also wish very much for your happiness." And she knew there was probably nothing she wanted more. Out of sight did not mean out of mind where he was concerned.

Tipping her head to her menu, she pulled a face, "Hum. Ravioli sounds good. Have you had it before? They have some with butternut squash?"

"Oh! I like Ravioli AND I like Butternut squash! When I'm a Snorlax, I can fit seven big Butternut Squash in my mouth at once." he announced. More than a little proud of this fact about himself. "The seeds are kind of crunchy and kind of squishy at the same time."

He did another quick look over the menu himself, but was still pretty set on the lasagna, so, that was what he ordered.

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