Mysterious Love Poem ( Steven )

Ever step that Steven took towards Golden Park was agony. He was beating himself up for so many reasons. One had been due, actually attempting to be assertive again after what had been some times. The other reason, that he was just mentally going over the poem he had written. It was so bad. He was not normally taken in by beauty, but obviously this time he had been. More then expected. 

Steven would reach the meeting point at Golden park and see Chiasa and blushed to himself. In his hand would be a reworked version of the poem that he had previously written. He would approach, her without a word and hold it out. In a traditionally cliché Japanese pose, holding the paper in both hands, and head bowed. 


'Your Green Hair is So Lovely.
It makes me long to be yours.
I Wish you call me honey.
Your beauty opening hearts doors. 
You're cuter then a bunny.
A image, to make adoration pour.
And I hope you love me more.'

Steven fumbled for words, for once wishing he had more in common with some of the other guys he knew. They didn't seem to have much of an issue when it came to women. Blushing and bringing his right hand to scratch the back of his head awkwardly, he spoke. 

"Errrr.... Steven....emm that my name. Steven Rosett. Yeah that me." OH GOD... he mentally moaned at himself, why did he have to be such a idiot. The man with the gift of one liners, was tongue tied. Tongue tied, Steven of all people. What was the world coming to. 

Steven managed a smile, as Chiasa introduced herself and gave Steven a bit of a in, with the mention of the place he had chosen for this lil meeting. Steven looked around where they were and to setting of the park before turning back to her and talking. 

"Yeah, this sort of place is amazing. I've always love nature and these days parks are the closest we get. Even so they are beautiful. Nothing screams beauty more then natures green." Wow that was corny, but he slid in yet another subtle flirt, well subtle compared to the straight up poem had been. It was all steps up from that. 

Steven blushed and then nodded slowly at Chiasa, when she kissed him on the cheek. Lost for words for a few seconds. HE wasn't sure what to say, he barely knew her, no he straight up didn't know her. If it had not been due to his eyes catching her once and finding her good to look at, he may have never even spoke to her. When did he become so shallow. 'Come on say something Steven, don't lose your words now.' he thought to himself and would finally take a step forward, after her as she had moved off after the kiss. 

"So you liked the poem I take it, or at least one of them?" He asked making himself smile and a little mirth in his tone. 

Steven would be glad that the poem had been received well. He prided himself somewhat in his writing and the idea of someone dismissing it out of hand would have been disheartening. He would be surprised by the laugh though. In fact for reason relating to the question she asked.


"Well I had seen you around, you attractive but it ain't just that. You seem to be so in control of yourself most of time in a world full of hotheaded fools. Lets say it was uniqueness of that cause my eyes to linger longer." Steven replied at length, while had not flat out denied that he had wrote poetry for others, it heavily was implied by the fact he focus more on explains his reasons why. Granted he knew less about her then he rightfully should before having done what he had. However he saw no harm in doing so.

Steven would smile back at Chiasa, the compliment of word choice, was a good one she could have given Steven, who had a little too much pride when it came to words of all kinds. He knew that he did, but it didn't stop it being nice for someone else to say. 

"Well maybe I need to learn more about you, for more material, but I'll surely not complain in taking the time to learn more." He said with a small grin.