1x1 with yato; & Tate.

[god of calamity,]

Andy grabbed his soda,taking a sip from it before turning his faze back on Elijah. With his eyes locked with his, he studied his gaze for a moment before answering his question. "If you want it to be a date, I don't mind it one bit. It would be a pleasure to be on a date with you." He grinned slightly, leaning back a bit. "However, if you don't want it to be a date, we can stick with it just being a, 'show you around the city' thing." He winked, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. Lets admit, though he had a tendency to be smooth and extremely flirtatious, Andy was... he was nervous. He may have just met Elijah this morning, but he really felt the need to stay by him. It'd been so long since he'd met someone like Elijah, someone cute. Someone who didn't try to push themselves in Andy's face and show their breasts. Elijah gave Andy a certain attraction that he couldn't quite put his finger on. He knew he had a tendency to push things too fast, so he would completely understand if Elijah denied this entire thing being a date. But that didn't mean Andy would stop trying. He wanted to get to know Elijah together, and when Andy set his mind to something it was hard to get him to stop, because he hardly set his mind on anything aside from his motorcycle, video games, and basketball.

[Tate.]

here was no hestation. "A date would be nice." Elijah said before he realized he had even thought the answer. "I mean..." Elijah let out an awkward little laugh, covering his face with his hands. Honestly he felt exposed. His hat was gone, his ears twitching with every noise, he felt exposed because he was in a random place with the random cute guy in a completely random city and he had nothing to fall back on, he had no defenses, Andy was his only friend right now, and if he lost him he would have to start over and try again, and that was impossible for someone as quiet as him. Andy was important to Elijah, and the last thing he wanted to do was call this a date, then screw up and mess everything up. He wanted this t go well, he wanted it desperately. But Elijah had been on so few dates in his entire life, and his last relationship, his only relationship he had ever had, had gone rather awfully. He didn't want to mess this up, but he had a bad habit of being a screw up in social circumstances. He didn't want to screw up with Andy, he didn't want to. "Yeah.... A date." He said softly, almost like he was reassuring himself.

[god of calamity,]

A smile lit up Andy's face and he nodded his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "A date it is, then." He said smoothly, finding himself grinning. Man, was he glad he'd come to school today! A mix of emotions whirled inside him, some good, some bad. However, he pushed his thoughts aside and decided to dedicate his entire time here just with Elijah at the moment. However, before he could, he wondered silently if his brother would be proud of him. His eyes made a quick glance up towards the ceiling of the diner, his eyes narrowing a bit as if he tried to focus hard on something. Of course his brother would be proud. All he wanted was for Andy to be happy, for, it was Andy who got the second chance and not him. So of course he'd want Andy to live out his lonely life the best he could, and of course he'd be proud to see Andy actually smiling at something other than basketball.

So Andy pushed the thought aside and took a sip of his drink once more, before turning his attention on Elijah. He studied his features for a moment, trying to analyze if he was comfortable with their current situation or not. He knew Elijah wasn't the kind of person to rush things along, and they certainly wouldn't go around holding hands or kissing yet. Besides, Andy, for once; wanted to take things slow. He wanted to enjoy this, besides, that little blush of Elijah's was cute. He'd begin to make an effort just to see his pink cheeks light up more often. He also certainly vowed that he'd make sure Elijah smiled as often as he could. A frown definitely didn't suit his attractive face.

While this awkward moment of silence passed between them, the smell of pure fat caught Andy back into his senses. He realized that somewhere in the time Andy had been lost in thought, the waitress had arrived and set down their food before storming off again, clearly irritated by the fact Andy wouldn't even give her a second glance. With his eyes on the burger, a crooked grin tugged at the side of his lips and he glanced up at Elijah. "I assure you, Lij, these hamburgers are the absolute best!" He smirked and took a huge bite before setting it back down. He studied Elijah, waiting to see if he liked the burger or not.

[Tate.]

lijah barely noticed the time pass, time was an unrelevant facor with Andy, moments dragged on just long enough to make Elijah smile. He chuckled as Andy took a bite, apparently it was physically possible to take that large of a bite if one is fueled by hunger. Elijah looked down at his own plate, his stomach rumbling. God it smelled fantastic. "Okay." he said, picking up the heart attack disguised as a meal. Not surprisingly Elijah was more of a fish person, but he liked burgers fine. He smiled at Andy, flashing his feline fangs as he took a bite. He was about to make some sarcastic comment about how dreadful the burger was but he couldn't. "Oh, my god." He said through a mouthful of food. It was a really good, no that was an understatement. Humming in delight Elijah took another bite.

[god of calamity,]

"See? Perhaps I am always right." He gave a small, playful chuckle as his lips spread into a grin, flashing his pure white teeth. He then grabbed his burger and took another bite, and another, until it was almost more than halfway gone. "You'll never, ever, taste another burger this good anywhere else, I promise! He laughed again. "So, Elijah," he allowed his name to roll of his tongue, "how do you like this town so far?" He knew the answer was probably obvious, but he couldn't really think of anything else to talk about at the moment.

[Tate.]

kay, this was obvious going to stay a light conversation, or atleast that was what Elijah thought, as he smiled back, taking a bite out of the burger again. "Well, I've only been here a few days and all that has really happened was school and this-" He motioned between the two of them. "I can't complain. I haven't been mugged, killed, or hit by a car yet, so that's good." Elijah laughed. He looked at Andy with a grin. "How long have you lived here?" He asked, taking another bite and downing about half his drink in a few gulps.

[god of calamity,]

"A few hundred years." Andy said, waiting for Elijah's expression. But then he grinned and crossed his arms. "About two years now. I tend to move around a lot. Life gets pretty boring when you hardly age at all." He sighed softly, rubbing his neck. He then glanced up at the gray clouds in the sky, silently wondering why Elijah was so afraid of water, but he didn't want to ruin the light feeling. He hesitated in asking, "So.. I can't help but notice the way you look at water like it's just killed your puppy. I know cats hate water, but, I don't know. I guess I'm just curious. Ah, curse me... I probably shouldn't even ask such a personal question." He rubbed his neck, looking away. "You don't have to answer."

[Tate.]

fter a little bit of a shocked expression Elijah chuckled lightly, though it arose the question of how old Andy really was. And when he intended to move again. And why he was still even in school. Elijah's smile faltered as the question was asked. "Uh." He said, caught off guard. "I know people have it worse, but I mean I can't help it." Elijah said. "Being a cat just makes me uncomfortable around water yeah, but thats not all, you're right." He wanted to just leave it there, but honestly his past wasn't that awful, it wasn't so terrible, other people had it worse, he knew that. Uh, basically, when I was a kid, my family had a lot of cash. We owned a lot of property, big house, the works. There was a huge lake that my father opened to the pubic, since we lived in a really hot place. WE got a boat and everything." Elijah smiled at the memory. "So, my two cousins, my parents, and my little sister all went out on the boat one day, it was big speed boat, we did all kinds of things, waterboarding and water skiing, plus my father and my cousin loved fishing. So we went out all the time." Elijah sighed, then forced a bit of a smile, trying to act like it didn't bother him so much. It wasn't that bad, he kept telling himself, as if that would make it better. "Someone drove their boat right into ours. The chances of that happening are a million to one, but they did it. Split out own boat in two. I was dragged under, rope had wrapped itself around my leg and I was dragged down. Next thing I know I'm in a hospital. Someone saved my life, but honestly i have no idea who. Everyone in my family died. I just can't bare being around water since then," Elijah shrugged, eating the rest of his burger.

[god of calamity,]

Andy's eyes went a bit wide and he quickly glanced down, rubbing his arms as he thought all of this over. Why did he have to ask such a horrible question? Chewing the inside of his cheek, he sighed and gently reached over and placed a hand on Elijah's. A small sympathetic act, something to show him that in some way, everything would be okay. "I know how it feels to lose someone you love," he began, giving a soft smile. "but I swear, if you never want to touch water or be in the water ever again, I'll make sure you never are in it ever again. Okay?" He grinned, "You can consider me your own personal body guard. Or... your own personal angel. Except, thats definitely not my position anymore.Those fluffy jerks can't tell me what I can and can't do."

[Tate.]

lijah forced a smile. "I'm fine really." He said, then looked up at Andy. "Anymore?" He asked, more to himself. So Andy had been a guardian, that was a big deal. But his words were comforting either way. He smiled a little and nodded, pushing away from his own story and focusing on Andy. Elijah didn't like his past, and being seconds from drowning when he was a kid was just a nightmare he lived with. Sometimes he would wake up with chills and once in a great while screaming out for someone to help. But that was okay, he could live with that shadow, as long as he was able to make it through his day he would be okay. Never let the past haunt you right? But Elijah couldn't get over his fear of water, or his fact he couldn't swim still, he hated even thinking about it. "How about you, what's your story?" He asked innocently.