Fair Share Of Fun [Shun]

Newman's last date had been a complete success. Shunnosuke and him had started off their dating with a date that could only be described as... fictionally perfect. It was as if it had all been planned out beforehand and written as a collaborative piece. It was a shame that the date had to have been cut so short, but fortunately today was another day, and thankfully, a day where Newman didn't have anything scheduled. It was a rare kind of day, but god damn did it land on the right spot in the calendar.

As Newman got two cones of cotton candy (Selenus was tasked with holding the second so Newman could have a free hand), he'd reach into his pocket and mull over whether or not he should call Shun or not. Last time they met, Shun made it pretty clear (though against his own intention) that he was nervous about talking with him over the phone. Thusly, Newman decided to throw him a bone and send him a text message instead.


No. that's not right... "Shun" felt a little too formal... Newman gave everyone snappy nickname but Shun... He decided to rectify this


There we go.


As he awaited a reply or an arrival, Newman would take back the second cotton candy from Selenus's tail and start digging into one of the two himself.

Fortunately for Newman and unfortunately for Selenus, Shunnosuke didn't keep them waiting, as before long he stood before the two in traditional japanese garb and all the confident elegance of a prince. "Uhh... no, not at all." Newman would say, slightly taken by surprise at how elegantly Shun was dressed compared to him... and was he wearing the Plume of Dusk he'd given him yesterday? Nice touch. Nice touch indeed. "You look spectacular, by the way." Newman would say, suddenly feeling a little awkward over the fact that he'd come dressed in beige khaki pants and a white button-up shirt (The belt and shoes he was wearing both being brown.), like he'd sorely underestimated how important this was.

Selenus, on the other hand, found it to be cause for spite. He could understand using traditional japanese garb for such an occasion. After all, Shun was himself of Japanese high class and had supposedly grown up sorrounded by elite japanese culture and all of its traditions and mannerisms, but if he had been perfectly fine with wearing casual everyday (Well, everyday by Shun's standards, from what he gathered) clothes as he had been the day of their first date, then it stood to reason in Selenus's mind that the only motive for which Shun came in a kimono and cogs was to show off. And this, like most things Shun had done or unintentionally led to, pissed him off.

Though Selenus's anger was internal and he hid it well, someone who had spent several years living with him and had seen and even tracked his mental growth (Read: Douglas Newman) would be able to tell when he was angry. "I know what you're thinking, but he's off doing his own thing today. I just kept him here a little longer so he could say something to you." Newman carelessly positioned himself at Shun's side, facing Selenus. He put his hand on Shun's shoulder, eagerly awaiting for the words that he hoped would put an end to this silly little grudge.

Selenus had been instructed to apologize to Shun for the way he'd treated him the last time they'd met, but... right then he didn't feel as prepared to suck up his emotions as he had thought he was going to be. He only wanted to do it because it would make Newman happy, but seeing Newman constantly take Shun's side (Literally, even) over his own, when Selenus had been there for him through so much and even rescued his god damn life... it made Selenus angry, but not only angry at shun, angry at Newman as well! The apology was at the tip of his figurative tongue... but his anger was way past that.

Staying silent for a few seconds, Selenus finally snapped and barked at Shun. Loudly, suddenly, and hard (Have you ever been barked at by a wolf that has a little speaker for vocal cords? Not pleasant.). Immediately after that, Selenus hightailed in the opposite direction of the two. At that point, he didn't even care if the date was ruined, in fact he hoped it had been. He had his own things to do, he didn't have to deal with this shit.

The bark had even surprised Newman, causing him to drop the cone of cotton candy that he was planning on giving to Shun. In complete disbilief and a washing sense of betrayal, Newman stared horrified at Selenus as he left the scene, completely unsure what to make of things. All he could do was hone and pray that Shun wasn't mad enough at him to want nothing to do with him.

Newman was completely incapable of comprehending what had just happened. This wasn't like Selenus at all! He was usually polite and caring, though he didn't like to admit it. Why was he suddenly being an... well, an asshole?! Newman couldn't think of a single reason. Sure, he understood that Selenuns was distrustful of Shun, but he'd been distrustful of people before and he'd never once acted like this! He couldn't understand. It was impossible for him to understand! Douglas's inner mental conflict would be interrupted, however, by the abismal sight beside him. Shun was scared- terrified, even. His reaction of pure inability to react further was a clear sign of horror. Did Shun have a fear of dogs? Oh shit, had he messed up? This, in its own right, would've made Newman feel horrible, but what made him feel even worse was the fact that if he hadn't tried to play matchmaker and obligated Selenus to apologize to Shun, none of this would've happened.


"I..." Newman would begin, having no real idea what he wanted to say to Shun. His confidence was dropping fast, but he tried as hard as possible to maintain it. "I just..." It was no use though, as he had absolutely no way to excuse this. He was done.

With a heavy sigh and a slump of the shoulders, Newman's facial expression would turn from one of shock and anger to one of sadness and regret. "I'm sorry. I thought I could convince Selenus to get along with you, and so I asked him to apologize to you. I had no idea he would do this." He looked at the ground like a child being scolded, despite the fact that the only person scolding him here was himself. "I just didn't want you two to hate each other..." He would rub his left arm, his confidence shattered to bits. "If you don't want to spend time with me anymore, I'll completely understand. This is my fault." Newman would pick up the cone of cotton candy that he dropped when Selenus started barking and throw it in the garbage. He was at Shunnosuke's mercy now.

"...You think I wanted this to happen?!" Newman would inquire, equal parts saddened and angry. "All I wanted was to go out and have a fun time with someone whose company I enjoyed! I've never even seen him do that before!" Newman wanted to feel guilty, but Shun's severe jump to conclusions had fatally succeeded in angering him: Something that was no easy feat. Then, however, Newman began to notice Shun shaking, and the anger melted into compassion and a desire to comfort, but one that Newman knew wasn't the best time to act upon. "...Why do you think I planned this? I thought you trusted me!"

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"I'm telling you, I was trying to have him apologize for his behavior from yesterday!" Newman's exasperation was quickly rising, replacing both guilt and anger with an overwhelming need to make things right, not out of pity, not out a desire to improve Shun's mood (Though it would be a lie to say that he wasn't hoping such an effect would come of fixing the situation), but rather out of a simple desire to clear his name of malice. "I couldn't stand the idea of him holding a grudge, and I couldn't stand the idea of you having to constantly avoid him to be comfortable around me, so I did what I thought would mend the tension!" Was it really so hard to believe him? Perhaps it was his emotions and current situation imparting a bias on his thought process, but he refused to believe it could be so difficult for somebody to give the benefit of the doubt. "I realize what I wanted to do might've been stupid, but think about it! Why would I go through all the trouble of taking you out on a date despite my previous sexual orientation, and giving you one of the world's most expensive possible gifts, if all I wanted was to mock you?" He was hoping the brooch he was wearing would be proof enough of his intentions, but in the heat of drama and emotion, proof was often dismissed and replaced with assumptions.

Realizing that he could do nothing else in his defense, the exasperatino that filled the billionaire drained out, and was immediately replaced with sadness. Firm yet clearly saddened eyes looked directly into Shun's, and Newman's voice - lowered and gentler - was about ready to give up. "Do you see me laughing? I just wanted to do something nice for you, and I apologize for thinking I could force you and him into standing one another, but please understand my intentions..." If even after this, Shun refused to listen to reason, Newman was prepared to go home with the consequences of his obsession to fix an irrepairable relationship.

Newman was completely expecting the verbal shutdown of the century (Do centuries even apply in a temporal void?), but instead he was greeted by... something... Was it guilt? Regret? Pity? For the first time in a long time, Newman was unable to read the person before him well. As Shun looked down at his brooch and apologized, Newman would immediately reply out of impulse. "No, I'm sorry. I overstepped my boundaries." It was slightly funny, seeing two people get so riled up at each other then immediately regret it and become sad. After Shun admitted his fault in he argument, Newman noticed that he was struggling to find the words with which to continue his sentence. Newman spared Shun the difficulty of having to talk any further by pulling him into a firm yet gentle hug that would (hopefully) deliver a clear message to Shun. He needn't say any more.

After the hug ran its course, Newman would hold Shun's shoulders and look into his eyes. "Here. Let me make it up to you." He would say as he temporarily absconded towards the cotton candy stand they were near of, and would return but a few seconds later with another cone of cotton candy. It wasn't much of an apology, but it was what Newman had at hand, wasn't it?

"You uh... you got a little something here..." Newman would half-comment as he used his thumb to wipe off a small piece of cotton candy that had adhered to Shun's face. It was apparent that he was trying to eat as cleanly as possible, but it was cotton candy he was eating. Nobody can eat cotton candy withou geeting at least one little piece on their face. "There we go. Stunning as ever once more. What do you say we both just forget about him and what happened and go do something fun? One footing of the next dinner bill says I can make this date better than the last one." His confidence and smugness regained, Newman graced his own face with a sly yet innocent smile once more.

Perhaps it was a simple feeling of accomplishment or progression, but Newman for some reason or another felt glad that he and Shun had gotten into a fight. Don't get him wrong, the experience of the argument itself was as unpleasant as you would expect it to have been, but the fact that they were faced with an obstacle and were able to leap over it with relative ease filled Newman with a sense of reassurance and hope for the stability of their relationship. Not to mention, it also made him see Shun in a whole new light, one that seriously emphazised his sensibility and, oddly enough, made him all the more charming and attractive in Newman's eyes.

Smiling smugly to himself, Newman would hold Shun's hand and lead the way. "Oh, trust me, I've planned the best date you'll ever have in your life. Unless of course, yours truly wanted to outdo himself later on." He chuckled.