"Mavis, I have a question for you, have you ever heard of the restaurant were you eat completely in the dark?"

Drying the last of my dishes, I shake my head no. Why would anyone want to eat something they can't see? "Is this a real thing?" Setting the plate down, Levy jumps on the couch, head nodding. "It's a real thing, it's actually a very exciting. You get paired up with someone at random and eat a three course meal in the dark."

"That-does sound very interesting. Maybe I should give it a try."

She bites her lower lip, making a high pitched noise signaling something I don't know. "Weelll."I raise an eyebrow at her. "Well what." She jumps off to come over to me, hands on my shoulder she gets giddy before she speaks.

"Lucy and I already set it up for you. You date is tonight."

"Le-Levy?!"

She spins me around and pushes me right into my bedroom. "Come on, we gotta get you ready~"

**** 

"I don't get why I have to get all dressed up. He's not gonna see me."

"When you guys leave, you'll see each other. You gotta love amazing."

Tying my braid off, I do a one over to see if everything is perfect. "Well, I guess I'm ready to go." Levy gives me a thumbs as she hands me my invite to the dinner. "Now don't worry, just be you and have fun okay." She stands in the door frame, I nod to her as I go down the hallway. "If this goes bad, I'll come back and destroy you and Lucy." She laughs the door shuts her off. 

Waving a cab down, I get him telling him the address of restaurant. It's about 15 minutes away. That gives me enough time to think this whole thing over. What am I doing?  What if this doesn't work out?  Leaning my head on the window I way out the possibility that could happen at this dinner. 

Seeing the building in front of me, it tells me to go down the stairs, I hold the railing down, being carful with each step I take, "Please don't let me fall. I know this dress won't let me get back up." Finally reaching the bottom, I see the hostess, she looks at my invite with her small flashlight and leading me into what I can only guess is the restaurant. She pulls out the chair or me, I look for the bottom and once i find it I sit down. So far so good. 

I can hear others around me, talking, laughing, the clinking of glasses. I can feel myself smile to myself, "This isn't so bad."

"You're right it's not."

I yelp from the voice across from me, I'm sure this is a common thing in this kind of atmosphere. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." I slow my breathing and find my cup. "No, it's alright. I didn't expect someone to be at the table already." I hear a slight chuckle across from me, it sets me at ease. 

"Well, I didn't think they would sit anyone at my table."

"Have you been sitting here for long?"

"Not long, but this is my first time doing this."

Reaching for what I hope is my glass, I take a sip of water to think of what I want to say next. "There's no need to be nervous." I choke just a bit on the water, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. "I'm not sure what to say next to you."

"How about what my name is."

"Um, What's your name?"

"It's Zeref, and You?"

Zeref, that's such a different name. I like it. "Mavis, it's very nice to meet you." I hold my hand out but, remember that he can't see it. Starting to take my hand back I'm stopped when I feel his hand touch mine. His hand is warm, big even. I can feel some spots that are rougher than others.

"Sorry, my hand is kinda covered in paint right now."

"Oh! are you an artist?"

"Yes, I've been painting the side of a school for the past few days for some extra cash."

I start to get this image in meh head on what he might look like. His hand is rough and from what he told me he's a hard worker. He might have a strong built and maybe light eyes, maybe some glasses. "What do you do?"

"I'm a student, I'm in college right now studying english. I don't have much of a life also. I live with some friends, who by the way, are the ones that set me up for this dinner."

We both smell the food in front of us, we both say "ymmmm" at he same time then laugh. "Let's eat." We both dig into our food as we talk more and more about each other. I find out he has a younger brother and I tell him  I'm just a single child. The more I talk the more I create him in my head. 

"Something is on your mind, right?"

"How could you tell?"

"Well, from talking to you. I can tell that you space out when you're thinking and you stopped moving your fork."

He knows so much already, and I'm really fine with that. I feel so comfortable with him. I set my fork down, wiping my face with the napkin. "Well,I have been thinking of what you look like." He drops his fork, I can tell a cocky smile is creeping over his face. "Lets here it, a writer like you must have a colorful imagination."

"Well, you're a hard worker so you must have a strong built. You chuckle a lot so you must have a great smile. You care a lot about your bother so you have a very big heart. Also, you've been brushing you shoe against my ankle this whole time so I know you must be tall too. Then for the miner details, light eyes and skin also blonde hair."

He sighs after hearing what I said about him. Did he not like what I said? Was I wrong? "You-how did you get it right." 

"I guess I was just lucky, haha." 

For the rest of the night we talk more, he seems a little distant after that description but, it doesn't seem to effect the fun talks we've been having. Once we decide to leave we both agree to keep our eyes closed. 

"I had a lot of tonight."

"Yeah, I did too."

"Maybe we can do it again?"

I can't tell what his face looks like, but I can tell by the sound in his voice that answer might be a no. "I think we should just leave it as it is. Sorry." I look down, feeling a small pain resting on my heart. "No, it's alright. Can I have a handshake maybe?"

I hold my hand up, hoping I'll feel his hand in return. For a few moment I finally feel it, I take the time to memorize every detail of his hand, the lines the curves even the warmth of it. "Goodbye Mavis."

"Yes, Goodbye Zeref."

*****

It's been a few weeks sense I had that dinner date with Zeref, ever sense then I've been finding myself thinking more and more about him. I wonder what he's doing, is he painting anything new? I pace around my living room, feeling my thoughts of him. "I gotta get out of here."

Walking into town, seeing the life of others walk right by me, they look happy and peaceful. I spot a couple kissing and laughing as they share an ice cream, my eyes create small pools of tears. I want that, I want that with- 

"Would you look at this painting, its the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

"Only a man in love could make something like this."

I look over to the crowd eyes the painting of a women with red ribbon over her eyes. Her skin was fair, her lips the color of roses. The way the hair falls frames her face and covers her bare chest. The color of the hair is the color of gold, she's truly and angel. "It's beautiful isn't it, that's how I pictured you."

Standing next to me is man, he's covered in paint from head to toe, even his clothes are covered. "What did you say?" He chuckles, it sounds so sweet and familiar. He holds his hand out to me, waiting fro me to take it. I hesitate but, meh and moves on its own. When I touch it I feel the roughness, the paint still wet on some spots. At that moment it all made sense to me.

"I know I'm not quite what you thought I looked like. I'm to blonde or have light eyes. I'm not very muscular like you thought."

"You're right. You're nothing like I thought you were."

His eyes cast down to the ground, I cup my hand to his cheek and kiss his nose. "You're even better."

He lets some tears roll down, the smile on his face makes my heart leap. I take his hand back into mine and tell him were going on another date, this time one in the light and out of the dark.

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Long, of course ^^' cause I over detail things, but I do love how this story came out. Sorry again it's long. Anyway, hope you like it :)