A/N

Above is a picture of the outfit Himika was forced to wear.

Himika found herself tugging on the skirt again. While the outfit Touka lended her was nice, it really wasn't her style.

Once Hinami got wind of Himika's 'date' with Kentaro, she set to work, starting by asking Touka if she could borrow some clothes and an old pair of black flats. Touka didn't argue either, it was quite amusing watching Himika squirm without her combat boots, headband, and sweatpants.

"Now what to do with your hair..." Touka mumbled, Hinami pacing around the room behind her.

"You could leave it alone?" Himika suggested, quite fond of her ponytail.

"How about we let it down and curl it?" Hinami suggested, ignoring Himika's previous comment.

"I'll let you put it down, no curling." Himika compromised.

"Fine." Touka and Hinami pouted.

Hinami handed Touka the hairbrush and Touka got to work, untying the black ribbon used to hold up her hair and handing it to Himika. Himika tied the ribbon around her wrist, that way she wouldn't loose it.

"I still can't believe that Kentaro of all people wants to hang out with you!" Hinami exclaimed, getting a dreamy look in her eyes.

"I can't believe the guy is still breathing." Touka chuckled.

"Hinami, can't you go in my place?" Himika whined. "I thought you liked him."

"Oh I do, but he asked you out!" She replied, sticking her tongue out.

"Traitor."

"And... Done!" Touka exclaimed, putting down the brush. "Do you want me to put your ribbon in your hair?"

"No thanks, I'm good." Himika replied, standing up and slipping on her black flats (which  were from Touka).

Himika's hand darted towards her skirt, tempted to pull it down, but Hinami playfully smacked her hand away.

"It's fine! And you're wearing shorts underneath!" Hinami grumbled.

"Enough bickering, he should be here soon, it's almost 2:00." Touka interupted, opening the door to her room.

The three girls headed down stairs, Touka in her uniform surprisingly. Antieku was really short on staff at the moment, although Mr. Yoshimura was looking to hire more staff.

Leaning by the counter stood a brown haired boy, his emerald green eyes shining in what could be mischief. Of course this was Kentaro.

"Hey, Hika-chan!" He sang, waving a free hand.

"I didn't say you could call me that, Kentaro." Himika replied, crossing her arms.

"Noted." Kentaro nodded. "Like the outfit."

"Thanks." Himika hissed out from clenched teeth.

Hinami nudged her forward.

"Bye, Himika! Bye, Kentaro!" Hinami said.

"Bye, Hina-chan~!" Kentaro sang.

Without consent, Kentaro took Himika's pale hand and began dragging her out of the coffee shop, all while Himika controlled the strong urge to let Shin brutally murder him. She's so utterly disgusted by him that she wouldn't even bother with devourering him.

"So, I was thinking that we could go get lunch and then go see a movie." Kentaro said, his eyes shinning with glee.

"Let's skip lunch, I already ate." Himika lied, she honestly wasn't in the mood for pretending to eat, she already did that everyday at school.

"Fine by me!" He chirped. "We can go see a movie, and share some popcorn, and some candies, and then we can go to any store you want! I'll even buy you something! Aren't I great."

"The greatest." Himika scoffed.

"Oh yeah, I've been meaning to ask you something." Kentaro began.

"Go ahead, I know you'll ask anyway." Himika sighed.

"How come you wear an eyepatch all the time?" He asked curiously.

"I had surgery on my eye a few years ago and now my eye is extremely light sensitive." She lied, the scary thing being how easily the lie slipped out.

"I see, how come you don't wear your hair down?" 

"I just like having it up, it gets in the way." Himika replied.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed a piece of her long white hair, holding it between his fingers.

"It looks nice like this, you should wear it down more often." He practically purred.

Himika surpressed a shived and satisfyed herself with shoving his hand away.

"I'll keep it up." She decided.

"Suit youself." He shrugged. "Oh look! There's the theater!"

Kentaro gripped her hand yet again (without consent of course) and dragged her into the theater, which was noticeably darker inside; Himika much appreciated this. Kentaro strut up to the box office and slammed down some money, looking at the blonde woman working there with a smile.

"Two tickets for, The Preist, please!" He chirped.

The woman looked a little disturbed by his outburst, but took the money and handed him the tickets; mumbling something under her breath before shooing them away.

"Do you want butter on our popcorn?" Kentaro asked, jabbing a finger towards the large sign.

"No thanks." Himika quickly replied; doubting that butter would make her feel any better about eating popcorn.

"Okay, be right back!" He chirped.

Himika sat down near the theaters arcade, silently cursing people out under her breath. On the bright side, no Doves had been spotted, not to mention she didn't look like herself at the moment.

"Let's go! The movie starts in ten minutes!" Kentaro exclaimed, running over with the popcorn.

Himika followed after him, thankful he didn't grab her hand again.

Kentaro handed over their tickets before getting them back and rushing towards the right, where their movie was apparently playing. Himika just looked around curiously. She sure as hell didn't know what she was doing.

Himika's date lead her up to the very back of the theater, where no one would see them unless they turned around.

'If he tries anything, I swear....' Himika cringed, her eyebrow twitching.

The theater continued to fill until the lights eventually filmed and the movie began, using some clichéd horror opening. Himika rolled her eyes.

Nothing like a ghoul watching a slasher film with someone who should be getting ripped apart.

~Time skip~

"That was a scary movie, right Hika-chan?!"

"No." Was her gruff reply.

Kentaro looped his arm through her crossed arms and began leading her towards the shopping center. He was awfully quiet though, that was alarming, considering he never shut up.

Kentaro took the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, meaning that Himika was closer to the buildings and alleys in between.

"Don't take this personally, Himika."

With a burst of strength, Himika found herself being shoved into an alley, three pairs of arms darting out to restrain her. Before she knew it, she was pinned to a wall by three boys, Kentaro standing behind them with a crazed and hungry look.

"This best be a prank, Kentaro." Himika said, her tone even, not faltering once.

"You can drop the act. I know you're scared." One of the boys pinning her scoffed.

"Stay out of it fuckface." Himika growled, directing her glare to Kentaro.

"This is how things are going to go down," Kentaro smirked. "You will stay quiet and listen to what I have to say."

Himika just nodded, attempting to act as though she was caught.

"You will go out with me."

Himika laughed, which scared the shit out of the boys holding her, also causing Kentaro to raise a brow. Himika never laughed.

"Me? Date you? Dream on. I'm not interested." She scoffed.

"You will date me." He demanded.

"Why would I do that?" Himika rolled her eyes.

"I will tell the school you have a job." He smirked.

"You can't use that, you already blackmailed me once." She stood her ground.

"Why can't you see this from my perspective? We would be a great couple!" Kentaro sighed. "Me, the popular one, you, the strange, pretty, new girl."

"For the last time, no."

"But I have more dirt on you. Something that could have you and all those you care about dead." He grinned, his smile wavering on the verge of insanity.

"What?" She seethed, using a bit if strength to lean into his face.

"Leave us alone." Kentaro ordered, allowing the boys holding Himika to leave the alley.

Himika took three steps forward until she was face to face with him, not bothering to hide her rage.

"You better explain, fucking yesterday." She hissed.

"I know you're a ghoul."

A/N

The plots thickens!

*evil chuckles*

(Also extremely happy, my new boyfriend wants to go to a school dance with me! Wish me luck!)