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Who: Hajime and Ivanova
Where: Hajime's place
When: Sunday night
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ivanova goes to talk to Hajime about the last event
The Story:
The last event had been disconcerting. She's grown to like Hajime since she got here, but with out the event, that overwhelming feeling was gone. It wasn't like it was impossible to think about. She liked him, and he wasn't hard on the eyes either.

It was Sirius's arrival more than anything that made her want to see him right now. This one was younger, and didn't remember her or Wonderland. Somehow, it was still him, with his face and mannerism; but at the same time it wasn't and never would be.

She reached his door and knocked, wondering if he would even be in.

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The detective hears a knock at the door and sets the novel aside, bookmark undoubtedly holding his place. He gets up and makes his way to the door, wondering who it could be on the other side.

Opening the door, a smile appears at seeing his visitor. However, it soon vanishes in seeing her expression. Was something wrong?

"Su-Commander? Is everything okay?"

"I.." She hesitates, "I thought that we should discuss the last event."

He nods and steps back, his hand gesturing for her to enter. "I agree."

She steps inside.

"Events can do strange things." She frowns. "I mean, I like you..."

Still not sounding right.

He closes the door, his expression also dropping at hearing her words. This wasn't going to be the easiest topic to discuss. "They can, yes."

And then he's a bit surprised to hear those three words. How should he respond? He...well, he did like her as well. "I would have to say the same. Whether it's lingering effects of the event or not, I'm not sure."

She runs a hand through her hair. "I like you as a friend up until that point, and that sort of thing didn't occur to me."

She frowns. This kind of relationship hadn't worked before in Wonderland, she'd been left behind.

"Mmm, again I feel the same. I...did like the feeling of having someone during that time. Having you."

He's somewhat fumbling over his words, again not knowing if what he's saying is what he should be saying.

"I don't think it can go right back to the way it was then."

She pauses, "But do you want to try something?"

He rubs the back of his neck, pausing to think of an answer. In a way he did, but what if he returned to his own world soon?

No; he wasn't going to let that get him down. His resolve shows as he responds, "I would like to, yes. Only if you're comfortable doing so."

"This place makes relationships hard, but I've learned the hard way that people can be taken out of your life even in the normal world."

"I want to, but we should probably take it slower than the event did."

A sheepish smile appears. "Okay. I would prefer starting off slow, as well. But you're right." His expression becomes more serious as he continues, "Relationships can be difficult at times, and I'm not expecting it to be any different here."

"That's true. Especially with my luck."

She pauses, "Maybe we should go on a date?"

"I can only imagine what you've gone through in doing what you do in your world."

The comforting smile shows itself. "How about dinner?"

"It's past." I hurts. but she'll leave it at that.

"Tomorrow night, maybe?" She smiles.

And he won't question her about it. What's happened in the past should remain there.

"I don't have anything planned, so yes. What would you like to do?"

"The tea rooms are more private. We could have dinner there?"

The smile widens. "Of course." And he chuckles, hoping he doesn't sound silly with what he's about to say. "And forgive me for forgetting, but how should I dress for such an occasion?"

She smiles, "It might be fun to have a chance to dress up."

He looks back at his closet. "So...formal wear? I haven't worn a tux in quite some time."

His attention goes back to Susan, a warm smile slowly widening.

"It would be fun. How about 8 o'clock?"

"I will be by to pick you up at that time, then."

He walks over to the closet and opens the door. "Would you like something to drink? Or eat?"

"Coffee, please." She smiles.

"Coffee it is, then." He smiles and turns back to the closet, retrieving two mugs of hot coffee.

"So, aside from the event, how have you been?" He walks over to her and holds out one of the mugs.

"Someone came back to Wonderland recently without his memories. I had... known him, when he was here before."

She takes a drink of coffee. "He's younger now."

"Oh." He's unsure of how to gauge the response, but he'll tread carefully. "And my guess is you were good friends with him?"