Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Short Stories of an American Gundam Pilot ❯ Dinner and a Proposal ( Chapter 2 )

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Dinner and a Proposal

"I'm not doing anything tonight…would you like to go to dinner with me?" I asked.

"I would love to!" Relena said to me.

"OK then, meet me here at 6 and I'll drive, alright?" I asked her again.

"OK. Bye!" she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I blushed a bit as she left.

Then I walked into the kitchen, and out from the middle of nowhere, Duo pops out.

"Lover boy!" he exclaimed, howling.

"Ah shut up Duo," I said, grabbing a soda from the fridge. "You sound a lot like Jason."

"Fine…be like that," he said, sulking as he walked off.

"Did I hear my name?" Jason asked, popping out too.

"No," we both said.

"OK," he said, walking out to the patio.

So, the hours passed. I made a reservation to the Firehouse Restaurant, an upscale downtown restaurant with high marks. (In real life, the Firehouse Restaurant is located in Sacramento, CA, and it's really nice.) I had to find out what to wear, and I couldn't choose, so I decided to wear some white-grey cargo pants and a white polo shirt.

Then 6 rolled around, and she was there. She rang the doorbell, and when I opened the door, her eyes lit up as he gave me a hug and a deep kiss. She was wearing a black velvet skirt, a white turtleneck, and a black jacket trimmed with deep purple.

"Hey Pagan," I waved to him, who was sitting in the limo driver's seat.

"Hello Mr. Miranda," he responded.

"Wait right here, I'll get the car, OK?" I said.

"OK," she said as I went to the garage. A few seconds later, I pulled up into the driveway in my Skyline. I opened the door for her as she entered the car. And then we where off.

I was a short drive to the downtown area, so we decided to chat.

"Hey, I'm wondering if I should bet on the Raiders or the Steelers," I asked.

"You should bet on the Raiders. Rich Gannon is hot right now, and he's been passing over 300 yards in 7 of the last 8 games. Of course, the Steelers have established their running game, and are 2nd the league in rushing yards," she explained. "That game could go either way."

Oh course, ever since I mentioned football to her, she's been joining me in watching games on Sunday, and we even both compete in Fantasy Football, even though she's beating me, but not by much.

So anyway, we reached the restaurant, and every door I came upon I opened for her.

"Do you have a reservation?" the man at the front asked.

"Yes. 2 for Miranda," I asked. He looked in his book and said, "Ah yes, right this way."

As we walked, a few of the customers caught their eye on us. They where probably wondering why the Vice-Foreign Minister is here, or why I was here, having dinner with the Vice-Foreign Minister. But it didn't matter.

It took a few minutes for the server to get to our table, but we didn't mind. We decided to get some red wine imported from France. After that, he asked for our orders.

"What can I get you two tonight?" he asked us.

"I'll have your Maine Lobster Tail and Claw," I said to him.

"And I'll have the same," she said to him.

"OK, your orders will be right up," he said as he left.

A few minutes passed, and we where drinking the red wine, and where chatting about who to bet on and how our lives where going. Then our food came. And man, for 49 dollars, it looked like it was worth it.

We both ate our food, and it was good. But we still had desert. I decided to order Banana Cream Pie, my favorite pie. When it came, we shared it as she gave me a bit of the pie, and I did the same.

The check came along, but I wasn't done yet. I got of out of my seat and kneeled down on one knee. Her eyes lit up again as the whole restaurant froze in motion. I don't know why the restaurant had to freeze, but it didn't matter.

"Relena, you are the love of my life. Will you marry me and be mine forever?" I asked her.

"Yes, yes I will!" she proclaimed. I put the $25,000 3 ct. Princess Cut ring on her. She got up, and both shared a beautiful and deep kiss. The whole restaurant went up in an uproar as they just saw a proposal happen.

"You will always be mine," she said to me as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I blushed, but I blushed in the bight red possible, which is rare for me. "I love you Matthew."

"I love you too Relena," I said to her, giving her a deep kiss, which she deepened.

Now, I wonder how everyone else is going to take the news. Especially Zechs…