Cafe Crossplay : Julian Kyro and Tempo Pizza for a Dinner Date

[Passionate Shadow]

: Julian: After much preparation, (more than Julian would ever admit to) the night he had been waiting for had come. Truly, he'd spent much too much time focusing on how to make their 'casual' dinner remain casual, yet entirely impressive at the same time. That meant mundane tasks had to be made extraordinary. Specialty foods were purchased, their best tablecloth laid out, and the house spotlessly

: Julian: impecably neat and tidy. Julian himself dressed 'perfectly casual' in perhaps the first pair of jeans Tempo had ever seen him wear, and a deep grey-green sweater, lightly loose but tight where it showed off the muscles in his arms, and the slenderness of his sides. With a sigh, he leaned against the kitchen counter, both hands braced on it's marble top and surveyed their fashionable : Julian: apartment one last time. They seemed to have an earthtoned theme with black and white accents, very modern, though not cold in the slightest. Their sofa was soft and plush, and their television large and nice enough to host a movie night. It seemed everything was perfect. Well, there was one uncontrollable aspect in Kyro, but that was nothing to worry about... right? ::;
: Rayll: Kyro had listened to every word of Julian's out of his love for the man, not wanting to ruin this special night for him. It was hard to take so many orders, though! He had to look nice and presentable and not his usual weird self. He had to help prepare things, which got a little crazy with his counterpart needing everything so specific and exact. All the details! Rest assured, Kyro was
: Rayll: going to make sure Julian paid for this (in a fun, yet still torturous, way), but the man was playing his part for now! Julian was so excited that it was even rubbing off on him. Although, nervous would be the more apt word as the hour neared closer and closer to the appointed time. Kyro was dressed in a simple pair of pants and a sweatshirt, keeping it casual. "Just relax, hon." Kyro
: Rayll: said, noticing the anxiety that was practically oozing from the man. "Everything will be just fine, and if they aren't, just go with the flow. That always works for me."

: Tempo: Tempo had spent a good deal of the last two days talking with Oliver about the up and coming event. To Tempo this was an exceedingly special event and he wanted to do things right. He kept reminding himself of his manners and went out doing little thing to prepare himself for the evening ahead. Tempo had purchased a new set of clothing just for the evening. Some charcoal black fitted jeans kept close to his legs showing off their shapely appeal. He wore stone grey boots with a somber blue tinge. The suede , fashionable boots came up to Tempo's knees but didn't go over the. He wore a layered outfit up top with a soft white sparkly tank top beneath a translucent blue blouse. These wouldn't be visible for now as he had a dark, muted red turtle neck sweater that showed off his curves around the chest and middle but the sleeves faired out and tapered loosely at the wrists. The front had strips of rawhide laced downward sin a criss-cross pattern before tying off at a bow just at his hips. His hair was pristine and done up in a simple but decorative loose braid and had a jeweled rose hair piece in the bottom for decoration. His nails were filed, buffed, and done in a nude French manicure. He had asked Ollie to help him with some eye make up to bring out his features with light contouring to make it appear as though he wasn't wearing makeup. Some pink lip gloss was applied to the blushed lips and his eye lashes were done nicely with mascara. Tempo even smelled sweetly of some cheep perfume he picked out called 'berry bliss'. To be honest he smelled amazing for such a low price. It was today he had bought his bike too. He needed some form of transport to Julian's home that wouldn't seem out of the ordinary if someone was specifically looking for him. He parked locked the bike up pulling on a soft rawhide almost suede messenger bag done in an Indian style with hanging strips. Simple but fashionable, as well as acceptable for a male to wear. He made his way to the appointed door and gently tugged his clothing trait feeling his heated breath. With a soft sigh he eased himself and popped a few strawberry flavored breath mints before ringing the bell. He hoped he looked right. : Julian: "I know, it's not really that big a deal, but if you think about it, really think about it... if everything works out for the best, this will be sort of like our first date. And there's only one shot to make it perfect." The high-strung man rationalized, "And remember the last time you just went with the flow? You knocked over that-" His words stopped short at the door bell, and of

: Julian: course, he was the first one to answer, hurrying off to get it. Though he paused in front of it to look back at Kyro with that 'no shinanigans, I mean it!' look, he'd become quite accustomed to, though it seldom worked. Pulling the door open, he smiled at their guest, that grin softening a bit as he took in Tempo's appearance. To someone who didn't see him often, he likely looked like
: Julian: someone who took a lot of pride in their appearance, but to Julian, who saw him show up for work each day, it was clear that he'd dressed for the occasion. "Right on time." He praised, "I was worried you might get lost. it's such a big city..." The shoes beside the door, and none on the pair's feet might indicate that Tempo should take his own off, should he take notice.
: Rayll: Kyro huffed defensively, "Hey, you know as well as I do that wasn't entirely my fault. These things just happen." Kyro even managed a playful pout and returned that look he was given with his practically-patented 'I won't do anything' look, though he seldom meant it. Kyro walked over with Julian to the door and smiled brightly down at Tempo when he saw the boy, that same friendly,
: Rayll: confident smile he always wore. "My, you look positively radiant, Tempo." Kyro offered a playful wink to the young boy. "Welcome in, welcome in. Please, make yourself at home."
: Tempo: Tempo smiled brightly just about beaming seeing Julian. "Hello Julian, Kyro, thank you for inviting me." he greeted as he rubbed the bottoms of his shoes on the mat outside before stepping in from the cold waiting first for the door to be shut before he turned away from the two. Tempo bent right over nearly touching his toes as he reach around each boot and unzipped them near the calf before slipping a stocking clad foot right out. Those pants certainly did a good job of showing off Tempo's assets too. They were fitted all the way down to the ankles. He zipped his boots up and set them aside right next to the shoes by the front before straightening his posture and turning about once more. "Why, thank you Kyro! You flatter me." He purred blushing gently. " You both have a lovely home~!" He chirped glancing about for just a moment before returning his Gaze to the two offering them his full attention. He had started to toy with the braid pulling it over his shoulder playing with the tuft of hair at the very end without realizing it. One of Tempo's tells that he was nervous.
: * Julian couldn't help the instinct to rest a steadying hand behind Tempo's back as he balanced, slipping off one boot and then the other. Too many servers had fallen that way, learning the ins and outs of wearing heels. "Thank you, dear. We try." He winked at the little flatterer, and resisted the urge to pull that braid free of his fidgety hands and smooth it out again, work habits
: * Julian springing up here and there. Attempting to ease that nervousness, Julian bent to Tempo's level, and tucked a bit of loose hair behind his right ear, his fingertip trailing a bit along that lobe. "Now a little birdy told me you're very fond of pizza. I hope that doesn't just that delivery stuff." His own pizza landed somewhere between average pizza joint, and high end authentic stuff.
: * Julian Not quite hoity toity, but above average. Still, like boxed macaroni, some people grew used to less than authentic food~.
: Rayll: Kyro had noticed the nervousness in Tempo when he saw the boy pulling at his hair, but Julian seemed to be taking very well care of it and there was no need to make the boy feel more crowded and anxious. "I'd hope so because Jewels here can whip up a very nice pizza when he means to. It's a lot better than any chain place and it'll leave you feeling a hundred times more satisfied, too." : Rayll: Kyro chuckled softly and then walked back into the living room. So far, everything was so good. No 'freak accidents' or anything of that sort.
Session Time: Tue Feb ::

: Tempo: Tempo 's eyes fluttered softly and he felt his face heat up as Julian drew close. He shivered feeling that soft caress of the dashing red head's hand and moved his hands downwards to lace his fingers together and twiddle. "I Absolutely -love- pizza." Tempo purred gently his ears flicking upwards at the mention of it. "Really? Wow, Julian did you cook it up all by yourself?" Tempo asked. "Or did Kyro Help you?" Yet another question- those inquiry were a small sign of Tempo feeling much more relaxed and like himself as they seemed to slip out. Tempo sniffed the air and smiled a bit brighter those acute senses. "It smells like you used some Muenster as well." he offered mostly questioning what sorts of cheese Julian may have chosen. : Julian: "oh Kyro always helps me, even if it's just a cheering section sometimes." He stood up straight, and pecked a kiss to his partner's cheek. "But, today he picked out everything that went on top of them... Though one of them did look like he went crazy on it. I'd choose carefully." ^^: Julian nodded, as the buzzer went off. "A blend, actually. The best of that salty creamy kinda sharpness
: Julian: all in one." the tall man continued as he hopped into the kitchen, grabbed their pizza board, and began shuffling pies out of the hot oven. The smell intensified as they cooled slightly on the counter. "But we can't just eat pizza, can we? Would one of you be so kind as to bring the salad to the table?" The bowl sat on the edge of the counter, full of lettuce, tomato and croutons.

: Rayll: Kyro gave both Julian and Tempo a great big thumbs up and flashed them his bright smile, "Hey. Never understimate the power of great moral support! It'll mean the difference between life and death - or in this case, great food and slightly-not-as-great-but-still-awesome-because-it's-Jewel's-cooking-please-don't-make-me-sleep-on-the-couch-tonight-darling-I-Love-you food. Oh. And I got to : Rayll: pick the toppings, too. That's a very important job because toppings are the most important part of the pizza, as we all should know, and anybody who doesn't just isn't willing to accept it yet!" Kyro puffed out his chest, the weirdo in him arleady starting to show in quite the pronounced way. Kyro followed after Julian into the kitchen and then winked to the man as he took the salad
: Rayll: bowl out to the table and set it down. Hey, nothing bad happened!

: Tempo: Tempo giggled at Kyro as he trailed after the two allowing his gaze to shift around the apartment. "Wowzers Julian... you seem to be the boss no matter where you go~" Tempo jested joking about how Kyro was behaving. It seemed like Julian was definitely in charge of this house~ He looked over the salad and pursed his lips. Bunny food. Bleh. Tempo wasn't fond of many leafy greens at all. Most vegetables didn't make his list either. The little carnivore would eat a bit as not to be rude. "Everything looks so wonderful Julian I think you've really out done yourself." Tempo complimented. "Can I help with anything~?" He asked feeling as if he should help out rather than just stand around.
: * Julian smiled at Kyro's antics, just shaking his head with a comfortable grin on his face, far far too used to those antics. "And what a great cheerleader you are, honey." That's right. Call him jewel, he calls you girly things! ::/ "That's right" He agreed, scooping up the pizzas and setting them out at the table one at a time. they were still steamy, but not scaldingly hot. "Thank
: * Julian you sweetie, but I think I've got it. You can help me by sitting your cute little tush at the table, and telling me what you'd like to drink." At which point he listed off a nice selection of soda and juice. The wine was reserved for kyro and himself.
: Rayll: "I've told you before that I don't make a proper cheerleader if you don't let me have pom-poms. Pom-poms are safe to have, Jewel, and if you don't have them, the cheering just doesn't have that zip, it doesn't have that pep! You're making my job all the harder. And you people wonder why things go bad. Sheesh." Kyro rolled his eyes in a playfully dramatic way and then tossed Tempo a smile, : Rayll: having heard his remark. "It's true that he does. He has quite the knack for it, really, but that's why he's so lovely, too." Kyro seemed to really be enjoying himself.

: Tempo: "Ginger ale would be wonderful, thank you." Tempo answered Julian moving to take a seat finding their behavior rather amusing. "Do you have visitors often?" Tempo asked softly feeling his curiosity creep up on him like a cat. "Or is it more of an occasional thing?" Tempo asked. He absent mindedly swayed his feet just a bit as he sat at the large table keeping his hands in his lap for the time being looking from Julian to Kyro depending on which of the two was speaking at the time.
: Julian: though cool and composed on the outside, inwardly Julian let a bit of relief wash over him (along with a little flush at those compliments) as Kyro didn't see fit to correct Tempo, instead letting the boy think what he wished. One of his true insecurities was that he needed to appear in control at all times. One of those things that, strangely enough, Kyro had helped him out with over
: Julian: the years, by not giving it to him. At which point the world hadn't ended. "Gingerale it is." He poured a tall glass over ice, and set it in front of Tempo, returning with a bottle of red wine and two glasses for he and Kyro. "Oh, we don't have too many guests. Most of them are our close friends, or family."

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: Rayll: Kyro sat down in his own chair, seeming much more relaxed now. "Close friends and family. Sometimes we'll invite people we do business with here, although that's much rarer." Kyro brightend up as he saw the wine. "Oh, the red wine. Fastest way to my heart. And my liver, too." Kyro said with a bit of a laugh, reaching out to the salad bowl to take some salad for himself. "So, Tempo, have : Rayll: you been settling in just fine? We were a little worried considering you're rather new in town. It can be quite the crazy place for a youngster to get used to."

: Tempo: Tempo didn't touch his glass quiet yet are that different people had different ways of eating supper. He smiled none the less and offered a small thank you for the glass. "Does that make us close friends?" Tempo asked wondering over such an idea- after all it seemed as if they didn't quite 'hangout' as much as Oliver... in fact it was rare Tempo spoke to Julian one on one where he felt as if they were being casual then business as usual. Tempo was now a bit unsure of what his and Julian's relationship really was. And for Kyro- well, he seemed to have only really met him once. Tempo liked the two very much and thought they would make for great friends but hadn't really thought about their relationships until now. As Tempo thought about his time with Julian he felt a rather heated blush light up on his face and he shifted in his seat as he started to fidget. He was starting to realize just how he and Julian behaved with one another. "Oh Ummm... I'd say so... I'm having fun at all of my jobs." Tempo admitted revealing he actually worked elsewhere as well. Where else could the little runt be staying. "I just got a bike so I can get around well enough...and Oliver dose a lot to make me feel right at home." Tempo explained. "I am still having some trouble remember just how to get to some places but that's all right- I'll get used to here they are soon enough. I'm actually hoping to buy a very special place one day." Tempo admitted feeling all sorts of flustered looking at Julian.. he tugged at his own turtle neck feeling slightly contracted and moved to look toward Kyro instead~ : Tobin: Julian listened intently as he took his own seat, and picked up the tongs, scooping up salad, and placing a nice ammount onto each of their plates. the pizza they could do themselves. "Well, honestly, I suppose we're not extremely close friends yet, but... I'd like to think that this invitation means we'd like to be." He stated as eloquently as he could. "We both would love to be part

: Tobin: of your life, Tempo. You're a very interesting, and sweet boy." Forking up a bit of his salad and munching as they spoke, he nodded attentively, "Oh? and what place might that be?"
: * Tobin is now known as Julian
: Rayll: Kyro looked over to Julian for a few moments as he considered what to say, and then when he looked back over to Tempo, it was hard to tell that this was the weird man who'd just gone a little loopy with his antics. "Yes, this is an invitation. We'd both like to get to know you a lot better. Think of this not as because we're close friends yet, but because we want to be. We want you to : Rayll: think of us as someone you can feel secure around, someone you can come to when you need them to guide you, and most importantly someone you can come to because you just simply want to be around them." Kyro said in a serious, yet soft, voice.

: Tempo: Tempo felt his little heart practically swell in his chest. "That's really thoughtful of you two. I'm very grateful for such kindness and hospitality." Tempo offered. "I can say I'd like to be a close friend of yours and I'd like it if you could feel the same towards myself." Tempo offered gently before his right ear flicked. "Oh it's this amazing little house near the beach. It's perched up high and overlooks the ocean. With a rather pretty little garden too. It's got a very charming exterior and an adorable porch too!" Tempo explained and picked up a fork getting ready to munch away at the salad. He mainly picked at the tomatoes first seeing as those looked to be the most appealing. "There's pretty white lattes, and a small wood. I think it's a fancy beach house but it seems like no one lives there; or at least no one lives there year round. There's a little path way that leads you down to the beach. " Tempo explained sitting up and taking on an ecstatic look. It was clear this was Tempo's 'dream home' so to speak. He would often times find his little dream being bantered on about when he spoke with Oliver whom called it a house in the clouds. "I'm hoping to save up enough so I can buy it in cash... there's just something about knowing you've worked and earned what you have. So... satisfactory.
: Tempo: " : Julian: Julian allowed a pleasant expression to wash over his features, as he set an elbow on the table, and rested his head on it, his shoulder leaning against Kyro's as he did so. "We really would love it if we could become close that way." He concluded his part of that topic with a little whistfulness in his voice, affection for the boy clear in his eyes, as he snuggled with his current
: Julian: partner. "A beach house... that's quite an investment, isn't it?" He asked Kyro, already knowing the answer for himself. "It sounds lovely though... Is that why you've got so many jobs at the moment?" He asked, some concern spreading slowly through his features. "Don't you think you might be spreading yourself a bit too thin?"