Tonight was the night! And he couldn't be more nervous. You'd think with his looks he'd have multiple lovers by now, but the truth was he only dated once when he was a teen and it was a complete setup. A farce of a "relationship" to establish ties with another mob.
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It fell through when the girl's family betrayed them for a Kanto pro-League insurgency group. Now that pretty young lady was just a bag of pretty bones six feet under, along with the rest of her family.
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Luckily, this was far more organic. Yet, because this is such a normal and wholesome relationship Elio had no clue how it would go or what to do exactly. Nervously fidgeting with his leather gloves he bent down to slip on his black suede shoes before standing up and taking one last look in his full-length mirror.
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Letting out a small sigh, he finally found himself presentable before he grabbed his wallet and keys to the car. This would be a situation where he demanded to take alone. He had no need to make his date nervous with a cavalry of black-suited minions trailing their every step.
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Taking the luxury car out, he made his way towards Genevieve's destination as he sat in front of her home, as he eagerly texted "Look outside ;)".
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He felt his stomach churn in nervousness as he stepped out of the car waiting for the woman of the hour to come out so he could greet her.
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He was definitely excited to get this night started! Even though the butterflies in his stomach fluttered endlessly to counter it.
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'Right. I can do this!'
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Elio's eyes widened in shock in wonder at the sight of Genevieve walking toward him. He froze like a deerling in the headlights, unsure of what to do or what to say.
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His mind short-circuited as she drew closer and pressed herself against him. He made a small noise in his throat that he couldn't describe before he cleared his throat holding her close to him in his arms.
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The scarlet blush didn't fade as he tried to put the pieces of his flustered mind back together. Eventually, he found his words.
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'R-Right. One step at a time, idiot!' "Of course gorgeous, I want only the best for you! Clothes, jewelry, pokemon, food, whatever you want I'm willing to give you."
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He expressed this sincerely his eyes gleaming with honesty and affection. He'd give this woman the world if she asked for it, that much he was sure of. He was completely, definitely, head over heels in love with her.
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"Ah. Speaking of food, should we get going? Our reservations aren't gonna wait forever." He smiled as he pulled away attempting to gently guide her to the front passenger seat.
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As he opened the door, giving a lightly flourished bow before standing up and giving her a cute wink. "Your ride madame~" Sure he was hamming it up, but it was all in good fun.
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At the end of the day, he wanted this to be a memorable first date. One they could look back on fondly. For that, it didn't have to be perfect, it just had to be enjoyable. Let them live this life as brilliantly as they could. Cause they only had one to live, might as well make it special!
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He got into the driver's side and looked over towards her, a smirk on his lips. "Ready to roll?" Man, was he ready to get this started! He was still nervous but that nervousness was quickly melting away into excitement and desire. One thing was for sure, this night would be one to remember!

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For the nth time this evening, Elio's face seemed to want to mimic the complexion of a tamato berry as Genevieve hopped up to give him a peck on his cheek. He covered his nose with a hand before faux coughing into his fist. "R-Right! Let's get goin'" He couldn't hide how his voice pitched a bit and would deny any accusations that it did.
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Finally making his way to the driver's seat, he gave a smile to Genny before they started the drive towards their destination. It was a pretty damn fancy place that only those with money were able to get into. Either you made good money or you scrapped together a year's worth of paychecks.
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Luckily, Elio was just really well off. Even if he didn't have his family's mother, he made more than enough with his personal earnings. Something he intended to spoil his girlfriend with... Man, to call someone his lover was almost a dream. To find someone who didn't want to use him for money, connections, or whatever selfish reason... Was nice.
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"So, other than coffee what else do you like to drink?" He asked while keeping his eyes on the road, hoping to break up the quietness of the journey with some random banter. It was better than just sitting in silence for the next fifteen to twenty minutes to their destination.
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"It's the holidays, so I was wondering if you like any festive drinks? Like hot cocoa or eggnog?" Elio had a million and one questions for her, most mindless or simple ones. So why not start with some likes?
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"...Sorry if this is awkward, I'm not the best at small talk." He gave a bit of a nervous chuckle as he gave an apologetic smile Genevieve's way before returning his attention to the road. After some time driving, they finally made it to their destination which only proved to make Elio even more nervous.
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And while they would have a more private place to eat, it would still be nerve-wracking to be in the presence of other folks with his new beau. And while he didn't care what people thought of him, they definitely cared about people judging Genevieve.
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He knew how rich folks acted around those they knew lacked a certain 'air' to them. And as much as it hurt, he knew she'd stick out like a sore thumb here.
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Pushing his worries to the back of his mind he got out of the car and came to her side, opening it he held out his hand to her. "Here we are princess~" If she took his hand he would attempt to pull her towards him and wrap an arm around her waist. Bending a bit to her ear he would whisper words of encouragement.
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"Relax. Breathe. Just be yourself and everything will be fine." With that he stood up properly and gently attempted to guide Genevieve to the inside of the restaurant, declaring his presence to the waiter. "Name?" He spoke calmly and confidently a stark contrast to the blushing and awkward young man he was just moments before during the car ride.
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"Delacosta." The waiter looked at the reservation list and nodded. "Follow me." With that said Elio would relinquish his hold on Genevieve and instead walk beside her as they were led to a more quiet section of the establishment.

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The waiter stepped to the side and away from the couple as they stopped at a table with a beautiful scenic window view. The sun shone through the immaculately clear windowpane.
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The restaurant itself was extravagantly covered in various Christmas and Winter Holiday decorations - though kept it's very obvious posh taste and aesthetic to it.
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Unfortunately, the blond-haired man had to part from the beautiful woman in his arms. As he moved to one of the beautiful wooden chairs at the table covered in a pure white tablecloth.
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Pulling it out for Genevieve he smiled as he gestured for her to sit. If and when she decided to sit down he will lean over and give her a peck on the cheek. Before smirking and winking at her and making his way to his seat opposite hers.
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"Your menus sir, madam." The waiter spoke politely walking to each of them to set their menu in front of the pair. There were various foods and drinks from around the world written in fancy golden script for each name.
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But given a proper explanation in black, plain, ink underneath describing the meals in appetizing detail. "Shall we begin with your drinks?" The waiter asked.
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As Elio pondered, "We're just going to have some coffee to start. I'll have the Kalosian blend with one scoop of sugar and three spoonfuls of cream, please." After the waiter eventually takes his and Genevieve's orders they say they'll be right back with their drinks, leaving time for the dating pair to chat a bit.
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"I hope this isn't all too much for you." He confessed sincerely a bit nervous. Not of the place, they're in, and not the situation. But in fact, he feels he may have gone too far with this date. Especially for someone he just met and who wasn't used to this kind of upper-crust lifestyle.
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Even though he was deeply in love with her, it was because of his love that he wanted to treat her with care and thoughtfulness the best he could. "Really, I was actually originally thinking of just taking us to a movie or something, but when I started texting you I felt I needed to show off a bit and so here we are." He chuckled a bit looking a bit embarrassed of his boldness and lack of forethought.
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"But I hope you're enjoying yourself. Next date, I'll let you choose where we go." He smiled genuinely at the red-haired beauty only to school his features with a polite smile when their coffee arrived. "Enjoy sir, madam. I will be back to see when you wish to order your meals in a moment."
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With that the waiter left, leaving them once again to their own devices as Elio sipped his coffee rather elegantly. Only for a shrill and somewhat familiar voice to call out to him and cut through the peaceful quiet almost causing the mafia heir to choke on his drink.
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"ELIIIII! IT'S BEEN SO LONG! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" A woman appeared, someone who could probably pull off the look of a model or an actress with her beautiful black hair and alluring green eyes.
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Elio looked less than pleased but he quickly masked it with a polite, if awkward smile. "Sheryl... It's so wonderful to see you again. It has been a while..." He trailed off as he looked at Genevieve with a pleading look almost asking for help.
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"You didn't tell me you moved to Hoenn! And not only that you're dating? After all those times you turned me down?!" She huffed looking rather petulant, like some sort of spoiled child.
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The woman didn't look very pleased with Genevieve's presence and looked at her with a judgemental sneer. "My dear Elio~ If you wanted a companion so badly, maybe you should've called me! You didn't have to stoop so low to buy yourself a hooker!"
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Elio froze as his violet eyes grew violently cold. Frigid, like a blizzard in the dark. His expression looked murderous as he barely held himself back from killing the woman who would DARE insult Genny in such a way!
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But he had to be good, he had to play nice. He wanted to make a good impression, he wanted to be better. The old Elio would happily resort to violence and cruelty, but he wasn't that person anymore. He couldn't be. He had to remain calm... calm...
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But, he was quickly losing that fight. Instead, he let himself stew in silence, blankly smiling at the irritating woman, as his smile slowly began to twist into a more unhinged one. Mentally left to his own increasingly violent thoughts...
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"It's a shame, I didn't know you had such shallow tastes, Eli-poo~..." She leaned down directly into Elio's face oblivious to his murderous intent. "I can do so much better than this trick~"
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She put her soft hand on his chest, well-manicured fingernails lightly digging into his skin, making him even more uncomfortable as his anger faded into panic. Surely, Genny wouldn't see him as some playboy, right? This was all a misunderstanding! "You. Just. Need. To. Ask~."

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Elio seemed to short-circuit in a matter of seconds. Genevieve's boldness had thrown him into a tizzy. As his whole body felt hot and flushed. The mafia heir found himself unable to see, think, or hear anything but Genevieve Cromwell. Soft lips that tasted of delicate, sweet, strawberries.
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With a perfume that smelt of the gentlest scent of citrus - and while not overpowering the tastes and smells and feeling enraptured and ensnared his senses. Elio found his hands unconsciously moving to her shoulders before sliding down to the middle of her back before his hands held her waist. As he tilted her face back to him and kissed back.
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But Elio finally focused and aware - reacted by gripping the woman's hand before it could reach his girl. His eyes were sharp and cold as his face twisted into a cold snarl. [break][break] Like a Mightyena about to tear a limb off he glared harshly. "Leave." Sheryl panicked and stumbled back as he let go. Before fleeing the scene, more than happy to quit the place altogether.
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His expression relaxed as he held Genny closer to him - feeling comfortable in her embrace. It was only when he realized where they were and the various stares at them that he blushed once more and understood what they just did.
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"Genny? How about we forget about the coffee and head home? We can relax at your place and watch some Home Alone or something." He smiled brightly at the orangette his expression and demeanor, not unlike that of an eager puppy. [break][break] Also, this place was now souring his mood with that Sheryl woman having made her presence known to him. He had half a mind to make her disappear altogether. Not like anyone would miss that witch, anyways.
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