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[daddydaioh]

Who: hexyoutotuesday & daddydaioh
Where: a park somewhere
Summary: date night! By which I mean, Jinx was being sarcastic and Tamaki (in fine Host Club mentality) took her up on it and oh he's also got a gift to give her and neither of them know what they're getting into but this will probably end in theatrics at the least and possibly park destruction.
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[hexyoutotuesday]

Yes. Yes, she would. Jinx was very close to turning the box, whatever it was, into a bomb just to deny him of anything she could. His voice was much more grating in person. Grating in that it was much too smooth. Like hands that had never seen a day's work.

Once again, he presented the box to her like a windup doll. Finally, she looked down at it, her curiosity rising. He collected things for her? And why was he complimenting her outfit? Should she have worn something shorter? Tighter? Maybe something without sleeves to show off her scars. Scars made the nice ones uneasy. There was still a chance to punch him and walk away. However, when he began to rattle the box at her, her eyes grew just a bit wider. What in the world could be rattling in there? She wanted to paw at it, but kept her cool. Jinx was like a cat, but in the sharp, dangerous way. Not in the playing with bells way.

"Fine," she responded, letting that eye roll overcome her. She begrudgingly took the box from him and opened it. Her cool attitude was demolished when she

[daddydaioh]

Oh--what? As Jinx began talking again, the music of the sea faded abruptly, like a radio with the sound turned down too quickly. And Haruhi had been about to enter the scene, with a cute little headscarf and a piratical dress, and boots, and a sword in a sash, and a--

Oh, she was coming over to him again? Oh, she was--okay, well, arms around bis neck again, and eyelashes, that was okay! Hosts were used to that! "Ice cream," he repeated, staring down at her. She wanted to eat ice cream? My, she certainly had a wandering attention span! Well, no matter! Date always involved purchasing food for a beautiful girl, so Tamaki had come prepared!

"Ice cream!" he said again, beaming down at her. "All right! What kind would you like? Cone or cup? Spoon or f--" He paused. "Is that sound you? What a loud stomach! My, you really are hungry, aren't you~! You should have mentioned earlier--ah, no, it's my fault, really; where are my manners!"

[hexyoutotuesday]

At least now his attention was off inviting her over for dinner. It was away from her little slip up earlier. He had even seemed to have forgotten she was a powerful and dangerously sorceress. Did he even have his pretty head screwed on straight? Tamaki sure was an idiot.

As he was talking, she was close to playing with his hair. That would probably get another funny rise out of him. Or perhaps she could go with something classic and touch his neck again. This time when he slipped away from her, she would watch him more closely to see exactly how he had moved that quickly. Her fingers were about to reach up to the back of his head when he commented on her purring... then mistook it for her stomach growling.

Her eyes narrowed at him. Jinx had always been a bit self conscious of her weight. Really, she needed to be. Pudgy villains were not taken seriously, an fat gymnasts could not throw themselves like gravity did not matter. She worked very hard to maintain her thin, muscular form, and damned if her stomach growling meant anything