3.Deal pt 1

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I entered the diner with Garou. The small bell chimed signaling a petite waitress to scurry over.

"Hello, how many?" I held up two fingers with a smile. She nodded her soft hair bouncing slightly. "Alright follow me." She began to walk towards the far end. As I sat down in the small booth, Garou sat across from me. She placed down the menus. Then left.

Crossing my legs I picked out a raspberry tea from the menu. I smirked looking up at Garou who was reading it upside down. Very inconspicuous... I giggled slightly. His head shot up having heard my giggle and he growled. My shoulders tensed briefly but I didn't let it show. He smirked, dragging his tongue along his oddly sharp canine. My face grew flustered.

"You scared little lamb?~"  He spoke in an almost growling town.Gaining my composure , I pursed my lips unamused. I chuckled mocking snarling back at him. He rolled his eyes.

"What can I get you?" The waitress smiled, snapping me out of my thoughts. I chuckled embarrassed.

"Oh I'll just have some Miso, thank you." She nods writing it down quickly and then to Garou. Her eyes lidded. She was checking him out.

"S T E A K." He states abruptly. The lady purses her lips leaving with the menu's . I snickers my eyebrows knitting together as I hold back laughter. I grinned as he gave me a quizzical look.

"So Garou ,... tell me about yourself. I might as well get to know you if I'm gonna babysit a brat like you." He cut his eyes irritated his nostrils flaring briefly. My eyes softened hearing his story especially about his sensei. There was still a spark of admiration.

Closing my eyes I rested my chin on a propped hand. My eyebrows knitted together in thought as I chewed the inside of my cheek. I opened on e eye and looked at him.

"I'll tell ya what, I have a spare room that you can stay in." He looked up interested. "As long as you do the housework and shopping I'll pay rent, fix up your wounds and let you stay .Sense I'm babysitting you. As long as you don't bring me into your damn mess.How about it?" His nostrils flared again, but his eyes remained calm. 

"I'm not your damn housewife but ...it's a deal." He extended a hand as we shook on it. Then went about eating our meals that were soon delivered.

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