Soujiro's Apartment

Soujiro looked up at her when she said that. She knew all along that he was playing 1along with it. "No problem. You look like you needed something to make you smile. As my reward, close your eyes for me." He closed his eyes and went in for another kiss, this time a bit more passionate.

Soujiro felt Claire as she broke away from the kiss. He wondered if maybe she wasn't use to kissing since they first kissed almost 45 minutes ago. So, he just looked away and looked at the tv that was off. He smelled the food and looked over to Claire. "I think the pizza is almost done. I'll go che-" Just like that, he stood up, but slipped on the rug and landed face first on the floor. "How is that even possible?!" He said as he laid on the floor with his face still planted on the floor.

Soujiro gets up off the floor and looks at Claire with a sad face. "The floor hates me too." He walks over to the stove and open it to she a delicious pizza. He gets a mitt and pulls it out and sets it on the counter. He cuts it into 8 slices, puts one slice on two plates after letting it cool for a minute, and brings one of the plates to Claire as well as bringing his own to the couch. He takes a bite of his, but he didn't care for the taste as much as he did for the current situation. He and Claire just met that morning, they seemed similar, but they didn't really know each other that well. For some reason, they kissed on that stage and they're now in his apartment. This was quite an unusual and fast-pace development and it didn't sit well with Soujiro at all. "Hey...why did we kiss on that stage? I mean, we just met and all and it just feels...weird. Of course, I would happily be more than friends with you and we could go out, but when I stopped when I was about to kiss you, why did you lean in? Was it pressure or did you actually want to?

Soujiro felt kinda hurt, but it made perfect sense. It was in the heat of the moment; just a mistake. It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. Since it did, there must be a good reason. He puts the plate to the side, turned to Claire, put her plate to the side, and put her hands between his. "No...there was a reason we kissed. There was something. If we start over, we probably wouldn't be able to figure out what that was. *He looks at her eyes* I saw your eyes and you saw mine. It wasn't some mistake or something dumb like that, it was a good moment for both of us. I may be terribly wrong and I may be delaying the inevitable, but the fact we're here right now in THIS moment means more than a fluke." He had no clue why he was saying this and why he even thought of trying to not start over, but he knew that something was there...something.

Soujiro looks at Claire who turns her head. He let go of her hands and lay back on the couch, looking at the ceiling. "Well, if you do wanna start over, then I'll try my best to forget this ever happened. Remembering this would be terrible if we were try to be friends. Also, I'll just call you Claire then, since calling you your name with- chan would be pushing it a bit. This was...a fluke." He just looked at the ceiling after that, not saying anything else. 'I think it's best to not say anything and let her think for herself. Since we're similar, I can already guess that she feels uncomfortable about this too. This was stupid.'