Chihiro walked toward the lake, smiling to herself. She had left her room early so that she could walk there and still make it on time. Her hair was in a cute half-up-half-down style and it swished gently as a tiny wind blew. To be honest, she had spent about an hour trying to decide what to wear, rummaging through all her clothing items until she found something suitable. This was the first time she was doing something like this with a guy, so she wanted to look nice. Especially since she really did like him. She wore a low-cut baby pink shirt with a charcoal grey cami underneath it and a light brown unbuttoned jacket on top, along with her nicest pair of jeans. Her pink converse made little noise as she walked, almost to the lake. When she arrived she gasped, eyes widening as she took in the scene in front of her. It was absolutely perfect. The flowers, the quilt, the sign- everything was perfect. She was so touched that he had done all of this for her that she felt herself tearing up a bit. As she blinked the moisture out of her eyes, she smiled. She didn’t even know what to say. She was speechless.
Kuzco had played 20 Questions with her for a reason all along. This was a rather ambitious guy. No wonder he was sorted into Slytherin when ambition was one of their most prominent traits. He was definitely the sort of guy to do whatever it took to make what he wanted happen. Plus, this date was no ordinary date. It was after all the Curse Breaker. She saved him from his own jinx and that wasn’t something he would easily forget. At least not a jinx like that one because all Kuzco ever did was run his mouth and it stopped him from talking all together.
When he finally noticed she was there he was nothing but that big goofy grin he always wears. It complimented the baggy jeans, plain white v-neck tee that left all his tatts on display, and pink belt, and black converse he wore on as his evening ensemble. He’d even gotten a new haircut, compliments of Chess, his new stylist. But, his smile started to fade when he saw those tears. He thought he did something wrong. Or maybe she was hurt? But, then he noticed she was still smiling. He licked his pierced lip thinking and held up his ice cream scooper, “I have plenty of flavors. I forgot to ask your favorite.” It was probably one of the first times in a long time he spoke on low volume unsure of what she was thinking.