Dusk came so fast. I'm about to be late! I changed in one of my modules, Receiver. I neaten it up while running. There were a few times where I almost tripped or slipped.

Finally, I'm here. Miku was standing by the restaurant door, in a very tight, sexy, green dress and shock-fully no pigtails. Before I could say "hi", Miku grabbed my shoulders. "Len, you're lucky the people in there are taking long! We would of been late for the reservations! You're always late! Stop that!" Miku yelled, shaking me. I looked around to see anyone staring or taking a video, no one was. She was yelling Japanese in public; this is a bad start.

We got called in at that moment. We got seated at the very back. I was so excited about Miku's outfit, I didn't notice what type of restaurant we're in. Her high heels, her boobs, her smile, oh my. She picked up the huge menu. Now just noticing, I read it. I immediately looked for something yellow. "Spaghetti" we both whispered.

"Wanna share a large? I'm not eating so much." Miku asked.

"How about two, so we can feed each other and actually be full." I replied.

I was waiting for her to smack me with the menu, but she blushed and okayed it. A adorable waitress came to the table. Her and Miku stayed quiet and looked at me; Miku's cuter.

"Can I have two spaghetti with a orange soda-?" I ordered

"And sprite." Miku interrupted.

The waitress smiled big, trying to shrink it. "Aaww.' she whispered. "Anything else" she raised voice.

"Nope, we're good."

She took the menus and walked away. Miku's face got pink all of the sudden.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Um.." Miku shuttered, "My crush on you started, when you came up while I was about to shower."

"..."

"I was trying to get you outta my case, but you said 'I love you' out of nowhere."

"Miku-"

"I was glad you loved me too, but I was worried about the relationship."

"Rin took it the wrong way. She 'punished' me by public humiliation."

"She gets the wrong idea, when it comes to love."

I say waiters with spaghetti on the plates. Miku knew it was ours.

"Two spaghetties" one man said, "sprite and orange soda."

I grabbed a fork and swirled the noodles on to the fork. I head it towards Miku, she did the same the same thing. We put the fork into each other's mouths.

"But Luka though," I said eating meatballs, "she speaks a thousand languages."

"I know." Miku laughed.

We ate our own spaghetti and used our own phones for the remainder of our date.

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It was nighttime, no one was out.

Miku grabbed my hands. She speed closer and everything slowed down when her lips touch mine. We enjoy each other's saliva and tongue sensations. It was a quick kiss. We walked down the concrete sidewalk by ourselves.