Oct. 10th, 2014

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[No one is a fan of sweltering humid heat. Even those who adore the warm air find it sticky and breath taking in the worst ways possible. Usui is not different, no superhuman or alien ability to beat the heat naturally. It's by misfortune the school's air conditioning stops working two days prior and no advancement has been made to fix it. The classroom's windows are cracked open, blinds pulled to filter the light and allow the stagnate air in. 

Nature doesn't have the decency to grant wind today making it more miserable. He's forward thinking though, preparing things to beat back the heat since he knows full and well Misaki isn't going to cut the day short due to heat. There's paperwork to do and an assortment of Presidential duties she's too duty bound herself to let go for the better of her health. That's actually the reason he's there today, a lack of pestering and teasing uncharacteristic of him despite the numerous chances to do something so.

It's later, but not so late the school is empty. People are roaming the halls and after class activities are booming in face of the swelter. Usui has undone the top three buttons of his shirt, sleeves rolled higher, and look of misery over his face. Chewing on ice has been his only shelter from the heat and his teeth are growing tired from the chewing.

He watches her work and thinks to ask if he should help, but pride is a funny thing. Instead he drags himself closer setting a larger metal bowl of sorts filled tot he brim with ice and water bottles. It's stayed cool this entire time thankfully and access to ice is easy when it's almost across the hall. He tilts his head from his close proximity, tilts it the other way, and finally pops another piece of ice in his mouth before walking behind her.

She's too engrossed in her Presidential duties and he's needy, bored, and worried. Worried quite a bit the heat is getting to her. So ice crushed and breath cold, he parts her hair to one side to blow on her ear a cold air to snap her out of it and to prevent further boredom. At least she'll pay attention to him and maybe even play with him,  that is if his persistence is stronger than her will to work.
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[Allen has never been particularly known for brashness when it came to relationships. Other odds and ends, sure; but relationships he took nice and slow under the pressure of acting gentlemanly and proper. He's given leeway in recent months and weeks with Aqua here and there with a willingness to publicly display affection in minor ways. 

Still, he's hesitant to go further and thus far she's been accommodating to. So when the offer of dinner is made, he's on board drawn in by his stomach and politeness. The way to man's heart is through his stomach as they say and Allen is no different. If anything, it's a short trip given his love of food.

It's her place, him dressed somewhat casual with a limp long sleeve shirt and worn jeans. He's persistent keeping his left arm under wraps to not frighten people, its appearance unusual to say the least for his occupation as an exorcist. The scars about his body aren't as easily seen, but hidden none the less adding the pile of issues he has with getting more intimate.

With a gentle knock on her door, he waits curious and holding a half smile. Come to think of it, he never did ask her was was for dinner.

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