Lunch? No, dinner. (open)

[Kite Skeron]

Kite was shocked. Overjoyed, yes, but absolutely shocked.

So... apparently love at first sight is... real?

He nodded. "I do. I really do." he touched her face gently. "Mikayla, not matter what happens... I'll take care of you."

He sensed deep within himself that he knew what she had went through. The kind of person she had been, the kind of people she had met. He wanted to be different. He wanted to protect her from everything.
"I'd dig up Voldemort and kill him again if it meant a lifetime with you."

He wasn't trying to impress her. He really didn't fashion himself a bad ass, nor did he take joy into viciously attacking people.

He began to explain this to her. "I hope you know... I don't just jump around, whupping people all the time." he smiled. "My martial art is a little too... ferocious for random fighting... I had to hold back or that guy would have had a broken neck." He reached out and took her hand. "I want to promise you something, Mikayla. A long time ago, I was told that blood is blood. My last foster home was a woman who was Muggle Born, like me. The thing is, she saved a pureblood friend of hers with a transfusion." he sighed. "Blood it blood, Mikayla. I know the Slytherin ideals say differently, and I'm not asking you to change. But I want you to know, I won't let our differences, whether it be house, or blood, tear us apart. I'm with you one hundred percent." He smiled. "As long as I'm with you... none of that matters, and neither does anyone else."
Admitting these feelings were difficult. He had found it hard to talk about his feelings when he was anipulated by some parasitic Gryffindor who only wanted money. But he could trust Mikayla. "Ah.. the cafe is there..." he pointed to a normal house, which had a small sign that said "Rooms open." This was his literal home while he was here.
"I happen to stay here during the Summer sometimes due to the fact that my previous foster mother knows these people. Would you like a home cooked meal? Trust me, it's awesome."

[Mikayla Menki]

Mikayla listened to his speech and took both of his hands. [green]Kite, I’ve never met someone like you before and I know most people won’t accept us, but no matter what happens, I love you. I don’t care if you’re Muggle Born, it doesn’t bother me, and you’re the only person in the world I’ve been able to say that to. [/green] She sighed. [green] It’s just the way I was brought up; to think that mud bloods ….sorry…Muggle Borns weren’t as important as Pure Bloods. But you’ve changed that and I love you for it. Screw everyone else, all I need is you. [/green]

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. It was amazing how much Mikayla had changed, not just today, but in the past few weeks. She was a completely different person, and she liked the person she was becoming. Once they arrived at the café, a rather plain looking house, she smiled. [green] Sure. I’d love to. I haven’t had a home cooked meal in; I’m not sure how long. [/green] She wasn’t big on going home during the summer, and even when she did, it wasn’t like her parents cooked; they had house elves for that. Her family really was the typical Pure Blood family if you really thought about it: big empty house full of no one but house elves and a family that hardly talked to each other. None of that mattered to Mikayla now, as Kite was all the family she needed.

[Kite Skeron]

Kite led her to a small, two story house on the outside of Hogsmeade. It was where he stayed during the Summer, helping an old couple occasionally for a rent free room. He also cooked for them. "Welcome to my kinda humble abode." Kite said, opening the door for her. The living area was cozy, a fireplace, small couch and two rocking chairs. He led her to the dining room, which was rustic as well, a small table for two (pulled out so a third could sit, the third being Kite), and a small lamp in the middle. He waved his wand and lit the lamp, sighing.
"They're always travelling. The people I stay with. They ask me to watch the place under the condition I have no wild parties." He scratched his head. "So... what do you like to eat? I'm good at cooking just about anything. Except Italian food. I'm AWESOME at cooking Italian food." he smiled warmly at Mikayla as he pulled out a chair for her. He was rather joyful that she was here. This was the closest thing to home he had, and Mikayla's presence just made it that much more so.

[Mikayla Menki]

Mikayla looked around as Kite showed her the place he stayed during the summer. It was a rather quaint little home, very cozy in Mikayla’s opinion. It was nothing compared to her large empty house. She didn’t mean that in a bad way, actually in a very good way. With as much as she did like the spaciousness and everything of her house, having a house that large can get rather lonely, especially when she was an only child with parents who were never around. It did explain why she went looking for trouble sometimes.

Kite pulled out a chair for her at a small table in what she assumed was the dining room. He was such a gentleman all the time; she didn’t know how she got so lucky to find a guy like Kite. After asking her what she wanted to eat, she answered [green] Surprise me. Cook me what you think you cook the best. [/green] She was surprised he could cook. She herself didn’t know how to cook and it was surprising to her to meet a guy that actually knew how to cook. She looked around the cozy little house and began thinking about what it would be like having a place like this, maybe even with Kite. She figured it was too soon to even begin thinking about this sort of thing, but even with this being their first day together, she felt like they might be meant for each other; she just hoped Kite felt the same.

[Kite Skeron]

Kite smiled and nodded. "I think I can ship something up." Then he got to work. He boiled noodles, rolled meatballs, and mixed the tomato sauce (all without magic), letting it all cook in a large pot, while baking some garlic breadsticks. While it slowly simmered down, he added another dash of seasoning without measuring, a look in his eyes of pure focus. One could say this was his calling.

After all was said and done (about 45 minutes later), Kite presented a moderately portioned plate of spaghetti and meatballs in front of Mikayla, and sat down with his own. "It's a classic for first dates." he remarked, grinning. He slid two breadsticks in front of her place on a napkin, kit a candle, and sat opposite of her with his own plate. He thought for a moment, then nodded, having remembered everything. "Erm. Enjoy." he said. He looked across at her for another second, then began eating. He prayed that she would like it.

[Mikayla Menki]

In the time it took Kite to cook their meal, Mikayla had sufficiently surveyed the entire room. After about 30 minutes, she had become bored and was twirling her wand around in her fingers. After a little while longer, Kite came out with their food: spaghetti, one of Mikayla’s favorite foods. She smiled. [green] How did you know I love spaghetti? [/green] She knew it was the typical ‘first date food’ but it was also rather delicious. The breadsticks were also a nice touch and it all smelled wonderful.

She got her fork and twirled a bite full of spaghetti on it and tasted it. It was amazing. [green] It’s delicious Kite, thank you. I think you really are a natural cook. [/green] After that, she continued eating, not saying much during the meal as it wasn’t polite to talk with mouths full. When she was done she put her silverware and napkin on her plate. She felt full. [green] I just had to tell you again, it was amazing babe, thank you for the meal. [/green] She hoped it wasn’t too soon to be calling him babe, but she really couldn’t help it, she was big on pet names.

[Kite Skeron]

He blushed madly when she called him 'babe'. It was cute, and personal. He finished his meal and took her plate, placing them in the sink, and although he can cook without magic, he yawned and lazily pointed his wand at the sink. "Scourgify." He said, and the dishes were clean in a flash. He stepped back in and looked at his watch. 8pm. Pretty late.

"So, I suppose it's too late to go out, with these dark going-ons..." he coughed and muttered jokingly, although half jokingly. He knew, for absolute sure, that if they started walking now, they would become a statistic in the attacks that had occurred on the long, wooded path from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, "Seriously, though... you can stay here tonight. I can make you a pallet or something, or you can use my bed and I can sleep on a pallet, or-" he continued to ramble, realizing he just invited a girl into his bed inadvertently. He silenced and then blushed. "Aaaaaa- I mean... yeah. It hasn't been safe out there, and..." he sat, chuckling. "Uhm. Embarrassed." he said, pointing at himself.

[Mikayla Menki]

She giggled. It was cute to see him so embarrassed. She had never had a guy be embarrassed to ask her to sleep over, although he didn’t technically ask. It was true that there were all kinds of dark things going on in times like these, but she wasn’t used to someone keeping her away from them. The people she usually hung around tended to be involved in such dark things and she had no problem protecting herself if anything were to happen to her. It wasn’t a well known fact, but in the time that she had been working at Borgin and Burkes she had picked up quite a great deal of knowledge in the Dark Arts and she was highly skilled in them; but that wasn’t something Kite needed to know right away.

[green] It’s really up to you hun. [/green] She said about the bed thing. [green] If it was up to me, I’d say I can sleep in your bed, but I’d like it if maybe you could join me? [/green] She wasn’t asking if they could have sex or anything, she just wanted to feel the warmth of his body next to hers. Mikayla was a big cuddler and sleeping next to Kite would make her night completely perfect. She hoped he didn’t take it the wrong way or anything though; she wouldn’t technically mind going all the way with Kite tonight, but he seemed like the person who wouldn’t want to move that fast with her. It was a nice change.

[Kite Skeron]

If he were a cat, his ears would have perked up at the suggestion of them sleeping in the same bed.
As far as he knew, in the past eleven months, he had never been with a girl. So this was new (and admittedly exciting). He loved this girl, and would do anything to make her happy. Without another word, he nodded slowly. "Together it is, then." he held out a hand and would then lead her to his room. His room was half the size of the house, with a large king sized bed that belonged to the owner's son, who had unfortunately passed away during Auror duties.
He kept this from Mikayla, of course.

He stretched and took off his shirt.
Now, she would see the scars that scaled his back, long gashes, if counted, would number six. Both sets of talons had raked across his back, and even though he was healed, he could not be spared these scars.

He glanced over his shoulder uncertainly, wondering if he should have gotten a tank top or tshirt instead.

[Mikayla Menki]

He led her to his room which was very large compared to the other rooms of the house, and the bed looked very large and comfy. Mikayla sat down on the edge of the bed as Kite took off his shirt a little distance away from her. He had his back turned to her so she finally got to see the extent of the damage the Hippogriff had done to him. There were 6 long gashes that went all the way down his back and for some reason, Mikayla had the strongest urge to touch them.

She stood up and walked over to him, softly brushing her fingertips across one of the gashes. She really hoped it wouldn’t hurt him to do this, but it didn’t seem to be as she did this. After she lightly ran her fingertips down the length of his gashes, she kissed one and returned to the bed, patting the spot next to her. As she waited for him to come over, she removed her shoes and stockings, which was all the clothing she really needed to take off in order to feel comfortable. If need be, she might shed more if things were to get more intimate, but until then, she would remain in her tank top and skirt.

For some reason, she was really excited that Kite had agreed to share a bed with her tonight. She wasn’t quite sure why, as it wasn’t like it was her first time or anything, but it was much more special with Kite. She loved him and he loved her. She was sure the rumor mill would be working hard tonight, as she didn’t return to the common room after she had been spotted in Hogsmeade with him and it would probably be all over the school tomorrow that they had slept together, even if they didn’t. It’s just how the students at Hogwarts were, especially with a relationship like there’s that apparently, wasn’t supposed to be.

[Kite Skeron]

Normally, if someone brushed against his back in the halls, his scars would tingle to the point of pain. He quietly held his breath as she touched one, but he felt no pain. As a matter of fact, it's almost as if all feeling except for her in the room had left him.
He turned in time to see her pat the spot next to her, and he made his way to the other side, crawling in. He brushed her hair behind her ear as he looked at her. "I am not in the least bit tireeeeaaagh..." he said, yawning at the end of the sentence. He really wasn't, but he yawned a lot as it is. He hadn't slept due to nightmares for at least two weeks.
He ran a hand down her shoulder, looking at her in the dull light. She seemed to light up the room, and also made it feel like the home he so longed for. He leaned forward and kissed her gently, running his fingers through her hair.

[Mikayla Menki]

There was something comforting about being this close to Kite. She had snuggled herself as close as she could to him, just so she could feel the warmth of his body on hers. She had never felt like this before, so close to someone, not just physically, but emotionally as well. It was like every problem she had just melted away when she was with Kite, and Mikayla liked it that way.

She kissed him back, more deeply than he had, her hands playing with his hair and making their way down his neck and to his shoulders. She broke the kiss for a moment, just for a cuddle break. As she laid next to him, the bottom of her shirt had come up just the slightest bit over her belly button so she could feel his skin on hers in just that place. If he were to look, he might have seen some of her tattoos, but it was nowhere near all of that tattoos she actually had. She wasn’t sure if they would bother him or not, but they were part of who she was.

Mikayla ran a finger down his bare chest, kissing him a few more times before whispering [green] I love you[/green]. She was so happy that she had found him. He made her life perfect.

[Kite Skeron]

Kite smiled and pulled her close, "I love you too." escaping his lips in a whisper. He snuggled close, and happened to look down and see her tattoos. "Hey. Those look awesome.." he said quietly. "How many tattoos do you have?" He asked, kissing her on the top of her head.

He loved artwork of any kind, and honestly, wanted to get a tattoo himself. He had sketched out his own ideas, but wasn't too keen on sharing them with a true, blue tat artist. He was modest enough as it was, and really wasn't sure how he'd handle criticism from a seasoned artist. He traced his finger along the design that he could see, smiling.

[Mikayla Menki]

Mikayla began mentally counting how many tattoos she had on her body. [green] Thirteen? [/green] She estimated. [green] I’m not really sure. I have so many I kind of lost count. [/green] Some people might have thought that Mikayla was addicted to the pain of getting tattoos, but she would just say that she was addicted to the adrenaline that and the artwork looked awesome on her. [green] There’s those two on my hip, and up higher there’s some on my ribs, and on the other side I have some on my back and neck. Then also I have some on my legs, ankles, and feet if you really want to get technical. [/green] She was glad he wasn’t weirded out that she had so many tattoos and actually seemed to be attracted to them.

[green] I’ll let you see them all if you want to…[/green] For him to see all of her tattoos, it would require her to take her shirt off and show him. Mikayla didn’t know how comfortable he was with partial nudity, which is why she asked first before just showing.

[Kite Skeron]

Kite blushed a bit but nodded. "I'd love to see them. The tattoos. Yeah."
Nervous? Understatement.

He sat up to give her room, clearing his throat. He felt warm, almost as if he really wanted her to take her shirt off... for other reasons. He shook the thought out of his head, letting things run their course. He smiled and looked over to the window, whose drapes were shut. He quickly cast a non spying charm, thinking that those Slytherin girls earlier would try and look in, and then turned his attention back to Mikayla. "Ok. Let's see them." he said, eager to see the tattoos.


Amongst other things.
I mean... he is a guy.