(Lake) Strange how hard it rains now

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Dan stared out of his office window that looked over the castle grounds, the lake look cold and uninviting as ever, and the grass looking wet and sodden from the rain that had been falling all weekend. With a dejected sigh he turned around only to met the gaze of his stern faced sister. His sad eyes looked over her knowing that in this matter he would not be able to persuade her in any way.
“Girty I want to go outside for a walk.”
“No it looks like rain and you know what….”
“It will not rain.”

And with that final remark Dan had stood up and hobbled over towards his office door, slipping out of it. Behind him he heard the muffled shout form Girty “You always say that and then it always does!” But Dan did not care he had not been outside for weeks due to his injury and for some reason the thing that was out of bounds suddenly became tempting. With a wide grin Dan clung onto his walking stick and hobbled down the corridor and careful jumped down the staircases through the entrance hall and out of the grand doors.

The smell of damp earth filled his lungs, and made him give a cark of a laugh. It was so nice to be outside, to feel the cool breeze on his face and to feel the rain drops slowly drop on his head. With a slight groan Dan looked up to the sky and saw the rows and rows of big dark clouds come rolling in. The rain slowly got worse with continuous drops of water falling upon him like him like he had been standing under a shower. Soon his hair was flat and sticking to the side of his face, water ran down his face and dripped of his nose, his walking stick could not get a grip on the wet grass and he continued to lose his footing as he walked down the grassy bank towards the group of trees for some form of shelter.

Finally Dan reached the trees and leaned against one of them trying to gain back his breath. He could feel his robes clinging to him and the once pleasant breeze was now chilling him to the bone. Maybe Girty was right and this was not the most cleverest of ideas he had ever had. Opening his eyes slowly Dan looked out over the lake through the sheets of rain, watching the ripples on the water as the rain splashed down upon it. While lying in the hospital wing Dan had plenty of time to think about things and his own life. He promised to enjoy the smaller things more like all people do who have come that close to death, however like many Dan knew that new leaf would not stay turned forever and he would soon drop back into his old ways, but at least for now he could enjoy it.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Dia had had a feeling deep down that echoed through her body right down to her toes that it would rain again that day. It only came in the afternoon but the overcast skies were screaming to break and when they did, when the rain finally began to fall, Dia was standing on the bank of the Lake under her faded lilac umbrella. She had been standing there for most of the day, standing and thinking and watching the clouds threaten to rain.

As the rain pelted down harder on Dia's umbrella, the more and more sombre she became. She liked the rain and it usually created an atmosphere where she could simply be without being disturbed. But today was different, today no matter how hard she tried, Dia could not stop her eye wondering towards the castle, pondering if he would be doing the same of her. Every time she thought like that, did that, she would quickly look back to the rippling water of the lake and purposefully think of something else. The only problem was she could usually follow her thought patterns right back to him and she would have to start all over again.

Once such time, Dia looked towards the castle and saw someone coming out of it. It began to rain harder so her vision of the person was hindered. He, for she assumed only a male would be so silly to go into this weather without an umbrella, went to the trees for shelter. Thinking company would be a good reprieve from her torturous thoughts, Dia made her way towards the figure in a bee-line. As she got closer, she realised that this was not going to be any help. She smiled despite herself and rested the arm of her large umbrella on her shoulder. "Wonderful day for a walk," she said when she was close enough to see his face clearly.

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Yet another cold breeze blew, Dan’s socked robes rippled around him and blew through his cloths causing his wound to sting. Wincing in pain Dan closed his eyes and tried to regain himself simply making sure that he did not fall over and get his robes covered in mud. However as Dan raised his head he saw someone walking towards him, but it was not just anyone it was Dia Owen. All other thoughts seemed to evaporate from Dan’s mind and he stood for a moment simply staring at her as she walked through the mist that the rain caused. As her voice floated over towards him Dan a smile spread across the gormless expression.

“For ducks and well prepared people like you maybe. All I wanted was to have a bit of fresh air in my tattered lungs but now it looks like I have been swimming in the lake.”

Dan tired to raise his arms up in the air to prove how wet through he was when he suddenly realised that he really needed one hand to be on his walking stick otherwise he would be rolling around in the mud sooner then he had planed. Quickly grapping hold of it again his intended effect did not work and he actually felt rather stupid for showing to Dia that he was not quite ready to be outside, even more so in this weather. His grin turned into a sheepish smile as he tried to fight off the blush that was spreading across his face.

“May I enquire why you are outside? I do not believe Darrow would make someone do there duty in this weather. Heck there are no students outside, they are not as stupid as me.”

Dan was trying to keep up a normal conversation with Dia, he was having to try rather hard and hoped it did not show. When he woke up in the hospital wing he knew something had happened between him and Dia. He could remember snippets, they held hands, laughed about dancing and she saved his life. Nothing more. But in the back of his mind he knew something must have happened as he felt differently towards her.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Dia watched Dan with an amused smile on her face. The fact that his face lit up when he saw her, made her smile and how he tried to lift his arm but almost toppled over, too, made her smile. She began to play with the rounded handle of her umbrella, spinning it round on her shoulder, sending showers of water in circles. She didn't see the display, though; she was too busy smiling at Dan. Speak of the devil, she thought as she reflected back on her day's ponderings. How odd to see the very person you were thinking about.

Her mind instantly snapped back to the Infirmary, Dan lying on the bed, their hands linked and the scowl on Girty's face. Girty was one of Dia's best students and she did not want to spoil that relationship. However, the memory of Dan's hand on her cheek, the way it warmed her, was too great to resist. But she had to. So she stood the few feet away she was and spun her umbrella around.

"No," she laughed, "I ... well you see ... the thing of it is ..." She let out a heavy sigh, looked in the direction of where she had been standing through the mist like rain. "I just needed some time," she said, staring out, "to think." She looked back to Dan, smiled. "Oh, but you must be so cold." She quickly walked to stand next to him and she shared her large umbrella with him, smiling at him as the soft tap-tap of the rain on the umbrella filled her ears. "Why did you come outside?" she asked, concerned, "You really shouldn't have."

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Dan noticed that Dia did not seem all to eager to stand near him and he was perplexed, wondering what on earth he could have said while he was lying in the Hospital wing. A small dreaded look filled his face in fear that he had done something he would have regret, after all he had lost a lot of blood and was slightly out of it, what is he had said something stupid and offended her.
Yet in the mist of his panic his eyes fell onto her beautiful eyes, the eyes that he had started into so often before and never grew board of them. It was when he was staring, lost in his own world when he noticed the glint in them, the look of concern. His theory was only backed up when she started demanding in a worried tone about why he was outside and then finally she moved closer so that he could share her umbrella.

Deciding not to answer her question knowing that he would get an identical lecture to what Girty had given him so many times Dan looked up at the lilac umbrella and gave a soft laugh. On the edge was a rather large rain drop that was refusing to fall. Looking closely at it Dan noticed his hair was still flat and not its normally spiky untidy mess. Suddenly feeling rather paranoid about his appearance Dan began to restyle his hair with his free hand. He was sure Dia would rather have a straight answer to why he was acting so stupid by walking outside then having his hair relatively normal. But to Dan it was the opposite way around, he could not work out how he could give his cheeky grin with out the perfect hair to match. Once he was happy that it was normal Dan turned his attention back to Dia and shot her a small smile.

“Well lots of people do things they should not do. But naturally the individual thinks they are right and everyone else is wrong and normally it is the other way around.”

Dan gave her a weak smile and turned to look out over the lake. Paranoia was setting in as he still could not make up his mind if he had done something stupid before, and he hated himself for it but naturally he was giving Dia the cold shoulder.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Even though Dan was standing under Dia's large umbrella, he still insisted on staying wet. He didn't say anything for a while. In stead he played with his hair. Dia watched him, a slight pinch of a frown on her forehead. Once he had finished, Dia pulled out her wand and lazily waved it at Daniel. "Scourgify," she said. He was now dry, standing under her umbrella, with Dia smiling at him, both happy he was with her and worried he was.

She scarcely trusted herself around him, fearing at any moment she might kiss him again. That would not be so bad, she decided, looking at Dan's pleasant face, he was good at it but any more of that sort of thing might lead to things she didn't want to go into again with another man. Then she was younger, more foolish and she acted too fast on fleeting impulses that her heart sent at her. It had left her lying on her bedroom floor, crying for days. She couldn’t do that again, not again, she could not pick up the shattered pieces of herself again.

She wouldn’t let it happen again. For her own sake, she couldn’t. Dia had been staring at Dan while she though of all this but hastily looked away at his words. They hurt and her frown grew. "So, it's a problem for you then," she said, staring intently at a clump of wet earth, "that people worry about you?" She felt insulted and couldn't decided if this was her way of distancing herself from him to prevent the past reoccurring or true hurt.

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Dan was feeling rather smug with himself. He thought he had answered her question truthfully and what he would have wanted to hear but Dia did not take it that way. Staring slightly bemused at her Dan blinked a few times and looked her up and down just to make sure that this was Dia, it had to be her as it felt so right to be around her, when she smiled at him he forgot about the cold but for some reason he had an image of Dia in his head someone who leaned over him and cared for him, a soft heart. Yet he could also remember the fiery Dia from their first argument, yet again then Dan let his tongue run away with him and he was paying for it again.

Although Dan did not know when to give up the fight, he wanted to, so very badly but he had the problem of believing he was always right. His own arrogance and self belief had been knocked about a lot in recent weeks and it was something he prided among everything, they were his features and many loved it about him, other hated it. That was the reason he was now injured because his own actions had turned someone so much against him they fought back, they did not care. But then their actions caused pain to his family who did care so as a result it was his fault.

Dan’s mind was working faster then he could talk and he could think of no way of explaining it to Dia. How could he tell her that out of everyone in this god for shaken school she was the only person who he cared for that was not in his family. He adored his Hufflepuff’s but for Dia, she had saved his life and in turn he would do anything for her, anything even swallow his own pride and try to avoid a confrontation.

“Yes. Yes It is a problem for me that people care. Because I know that some where along the way I will do something or say something and ruin it all. I will cause them pain and I will never be able to live with myself after that.” Dan gave a soft laugh and looked Dia straight in the eyes. “Do you realise how little sleep I have been getting. I was worried about what my parents where going through, how poor Girty was taking it and…and I was worried about you.”

Dan stopped talking, this was getting to one of those points when he would say something he would regret. Dan did not want to offer Dia something he could never give, and he knew that by saying something as simple as that no matter how much of the truth it was it would give her hope. Hope that Dan could feel properly for another when it was not him. He wanted Dia to know that he was not looking for the rest of her life he just wanted another opportunity to start his life again another chance to shape who he was and be able to share that time with someone who he actually cared about more then himself. And at that point in time it was Dia, she had captured his mind and as much of his heart he dared give anyone.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Dia shifted her weight from foot to foot. She was edgy for some reason. Perhaps it was because she was worried about how the wet out there would affect Dan’s health or perhaps it was because she didn’t know what Dan would say in response to her question. Sure enough it was an unfair question, one intended to draw another hurtful reply. Self preservation, she though. It became clear to Dia now, as she stood next to the man who had danced with her on table tops, that all her anger towards him was misplaced. Anger? she pondered, Yes. She was angry. She was angry that he had provoked a student to the point where she would do such as she did and she was angry because she had be foolish enough to think that that was the reason why she was angry. It wasn’t. She was angry at herself, angry that she had formed an attachment to a man whose reputation was as Dan’s was. And now she was deliberately asking for pain that would give her reason to leave him where he stood and never look back for that would be the only reason she would have to leave. Self preservation, she thought again, a powerful force when put against attraction.

She was attracted to this man. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and gauged her attraction to him. He was an attractive man, there was to be no mistaking that, and the way he looked at her always made her feel like there was a chance for them. No! She looked away. She would be damned if she allowed herself to go through what she had again. She put on an impassive face, gazed nonchalantly over the lake as the rain pelted down in strong sheets of white that made the world seem close and new. The warmth in her cheeks that came when he looked at her drained as she shifted her weight back to one foot. She was preparing herself for another sarcastic, sardonic retort but it never came. The answer that came made her drop her head in shame, with a sigh. She looked up at him and tried to hide that what he had said had been the single most enduring thing he had ever said to her and that she had ever heard. But her eyes betrayed her and she looked away again.

How was she supposed to get angry when he said something like that? She simply couldn’t. She couldn’t think straight either. His presence had thrown her off kilter and all the feelings she had been trying to suppress came flooding back to her. She closed her eyes tight, trying to think. She angled her face away from Dan as she said softly, “why would you worry about me?” Nonchalance and indifference was what she had been aiming for in the tone in which she spoke but it cam out as sad and touched. She could no longer deny what he meant to her, no longer could she afford to ignore and shy away from Dan even with the prospect of being hurt. She could not deny that her feelings for him were stronger then she would admit to and perhaps it would be better that she never did. Her strong longing for self preservation would make sure of that. She looked back to Dan now, her brown creased and eyes, sad.

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Dan looked at Dia, waiting for her answer, how she would respond to what he had said. If someone had said that to him he would have ignored that last part and his anger would be maxed out and he would soon be shouting. But Dia, well this showed how different she was from him, how she could handle the situation differently. Yet there was something about how she acted how her voice held almost a sad tone but not disappointed which confused Dan even more.

His mind whirling with different ideas and his heart beating faster and faster Dan had very little time to sort everything out when Dia once more asked him a question that he did not want to answer, he did not want to admit he was falling for her that she was capturing his heart with every blink with every breath. Shuffling his feet on the wet grass and trying to block out the sound of the rain falling on the umbrella Dan stared directly into her eyes, her beautiful and awe-inspiring eyes.

“I worry because I care. You are…for some reason Dia….darling, you mean so much to me. At first I thought it was a merely lust but when I woke up in the infirmary all I could think about was you and if you were well.” Dan raised his hand and touched the side of her face. Her cheek was warm compared to his cold hand and it spread warmth flooding through him. “Dia what have you do to me?”

His questioning eyes darted around her face, as his own mind tried to work it out. Why out of everything that had happened to him in the past, what he had been through what he had done he was now losing his own heart. He used to laugh in the faces of the girls he would sleep with when they told him they loved him, as a way to keep them sweet and on his side he would tell them what they wanted to hear but never mean it. But now, now he knew what it was like to care for someone and simple want them to be with them, to hold them and be in their company.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Dia had not expected such a confession from Daniel, of all people and her of all people and at a time like this of all times. She couldn’t deny it gladdened her to hear he was at the very least thinking of her but as she was trying very hard to not fall for him this made matters tricky. Still, she wouldn’t refuse him if he asked her to dinner, though something gave Dia the impression Dan wasn’t the dinner and dancing type. She wouldn’t make it easy for him, she wanted him to work if that was all he was after but something else gave Dia the impression it wasn’t about that any more.

She watched him shift, glanced at his walking stick and thought back to the Hospital Wing. He had asked her to stay. Everyone had been shocked, most of all Dia herself but she could not leave him in that state in any case. She had stayed by his side as much as she could, leaving for only important things such as teaching her classes or eating. All the time she had been away from him, however, she her mind had always wondered back to his bedside, wondering what could be happening while she wasn’t there. In her constantly distracted state, all had achieved very high marks in Astronomy at the end of last term but Dia scarcely noticed …

Coming back to where she was, Dia looked up and her eyes met with Dan’s. She held his gaze as he spoke. When his hand was on her cheek, Dia leaned into it, his touch comforting and connecting more then their words could ever share. A shiver when down her spine and Dia smiled helplessly unable to resist him. She couldn’t answer his question. She opened her eyes and blinked at Dan, smiled and shifted her weight again. “I never meant to do anything to you,” Dia said playfully, her eyes twinkling.

What have I done? she wondered. His affection was clear but his commitment was unstable and unspecified. She wanted to ask but it didn’t seem right to push him into anything after the ordeal he had gone through yet she needed some sign that this wasn’t a con to get her to follow him to his office. She was better then that and she knew it. Deciding to take the conversation upon a different path, Dia cocked her head and said, “what are your plans for the holidays?” It was a fairly random question but she had a plan as good as any other.

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Dan could do nothing but stare in wonder at the beauty that was Dia. Over the past few weeks he had been wondering how he had missed her, all the times they sat at the same table eating, shared the same staff room, walked past each other giving a polite smile in recognition that they were there and now, well now Dan could not stop thinking about her. He lowered his hand and gave a soft chuckle as Dia answered his question. Dan was unsure what answer he wanted from it, what was Dia meant to say his question had been so vague, so strange.

Silence seen fell between them once again, the sound of the rain hammering down on the umbrella and the trees around them created an unwelcome background noise. It just reminded him of the stupid situation he had got himself into and how once again he had put his own wants in front of those who actually cared for him. Breathing the cool summer air in Dan’s chest stung and was son followed by a slight cough. The weather was getting to him, but Dan being the proud man he was would not admit to it.

Luckily for him Dia asked about his plans for the summer and it soon made him forget about his chest. “Holiday plans?” Dan mumbled the question back to himself almost hoping that hearing it again would make it easier to answer. His plan for the summer was to spend half of it in the Himalayas, walking along the mountain sides, seeing the creatures and enjoying the view. However this was not going to happen now, if the summer weather of Scotland was getting to him what would the high snow covered mountains do to him. Looking away from Dia he glanced down at his walking stick and then out over the castle grounds, he would just have to get used to the idea that he would be doing nothing this holiday.

“Well I am thinking of spending my time in the Leaky Caldron drowning away my sorrows and then might take a trip to St Mungo’s once I have drunk so much I end up poisoning myself.”

’What a morbid answer’ Dan thought to himself as Dan turned his attention back to Dia, although it was not as intensive as it had been previously he now had other things on his mind. The thought of having to spend the whole summer at his parents house. His heart sinking slowly Dan thought he best be courteous and ask Dia the same thing, at least it might give them something to talk about. With a weary smile Dan tried to make the tone of his voice sound like he was truly interested and not wallowing around in his own self pity to much

“What about you? Anything nice planned?”

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

The look Dan gave made Dia’s heart skip a beat then beat way too fast. She had never seen that look in his eye, one that both touched and scared her. It was intense and full of wanting and at the same time it was caring and tender. She had seen that look once before and longed to see it again but seeing from Dan scared her because of what the other had done to her. She would never forget and, as much as she tried not to, she would judge all others against her first love.

Even though she had mixed emotions about Dan’s penetrating gaze, she held it and returned it as affectionately as she could with the thoughts she was trying to suppress. His laugh made her smile. It was endure to hear him laugh at such a tumultuous time in his life. She smiled at the ground for a moment’s thought. When was the last time I heard him laugh? Dia wondered to herself. She looked up and to the waters. The rain was still coming down just as hard and visibility was sketchy at best. The kitchen, she tried, but surely not that long ago?

Dan rescued her from her thoughts by answering her question. Her face brightened by his answer. She laughed and brushed her hair out of her face as she looked at Dan, eyes sparkling. She was very much looking forward to her holiday and was willing to tell anyone that asked. “Seeing that you asked,” she said, private joke with herself, “I’m going to Egypt again. I haven’t been there in a few years and I miss it. I’m going to be spending the whole holiday there, I leave the day school closes and return the day before. I’ve got several exciting things planned. I’m sure you’d enjoy them but seeing that your holiday is already so full I don’t suppose …” She tilted her head to look at Dan sideways and smiled. Could she have hinted any louder?

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

Self pity, a wonderful emotion. It can ruin everything and make even the smartest of people act like a three year old who had just broken their favourite toy. The lower lip sticks out in a pout, the eyes drop and a small frown passes across their face. And this wonderful emotion had a habit of hitting the proudest of people at the most stupidest of moments when a little bit of common sense would have helped avoid it from occurring. And with Dan being an exceptionally proud man this was a major problem.
The thing that he could not get his small mind around was that Dia did not show any sympathy for the fact he was missing his own holiday, that now due to a stupid and immature Ravenclaw he would be having the holiday from hell. And even through this Dia, a women he thought actually understood him and cared for him, was now ranting on about her own holiday. It was safe to say this did not make Dan feel any better.

He looked at her tilted head and small smile and was actually shocked that she could be taking this in such away. He felt almost betrayed that someone he thought of so highly of could have so little respect for the feelings of others and then in Dan’s spinning mind it was topped of by the mere mention that he would enjoy it too. Of course he would enjoy it, Dia would have been there. He would be able to look into those eyes for as long as he wanted without feeling self conscious that there were other people around them. He could hold her in his arms all day and night not having to worry about having to snatch secret moments. But this was all a dream, a tempting and infuriating dream.
Tightening his grip around the handle of his walking stick Dan gave Dia one last looking and opened up his dry mouth in hope of saying something, anything that might be of some use. But nothing came at least nothing that would have been wise to speak out loud.

With a tentative glance Dan slowly turned away, pulling his stick out of the soft ground and gently placing it in front of him as he reluctantly walked away from the women who had his heart in what was now an icy grasp. This was the reason Dan did not deal with ‘love’, it only lead to someone being let down and he hated it when that person was him.
The shelter of Dia’s umbrella had now gone and the canopy of trees was doing very little to protect him from the down pour that was happening around him. The cold droplets of water began to hammer down upon him once again, but just as under the umbrella it was background noise to his thoughts. Dia’s last words were haunting him, the look, the smile and suggestion in her eyes. The look of suggestion, Dan had seen that enough times to know what it was.

[Professor Dia Hubbles]

Dia watched Dan expectantly. She thought that he would be happy to get away from the wetness and memories and family. She thought that he was on the same wavelength as her to figure out what she was insinuating. She thought he would jump for joy, as much as he could jump, at the chance to spend so much time away and more importantly with her. She smiled sweetly at him but it soon faded as she studied his face.

Doubt? Anger? Were those the things she saw in his face? Was all she had thought about him been false, had she seen what she had wanted to see? She had gone so long without a man’s touch and she had not missed it until Dan had touched her, body and soul. Could she had been so wrong about him that she would have made the same mistake again about allowing herself to be open to a man? No, she thought, a steely gaze over the lake resolute, I wasn’t wrong. He … I just can’t be. This comforted her a little but when Dan waked away all hopes of having been wrong vanished.

“Not a word?” she called after him, her cheeks immediately flushing red. As she spoke she walked towards him. She was the angry one now. It had been a simple gesture of friendship and he had thrown it back in her face. “Not one word? Not even a ‘who’d want to spend time with you, Dia?’ Nothing. Are you just going to leave it hanging like that? All I wanted was for you to get out of this sullen place and you leave without …” She huffed a sigh as she was still talking to his back. She let go of her large pink umbrella and ran in front of him. “Is that all you can do? Stare at me and gawk when I’m offering to take you away?”

She was breathing heavily now as the cold of the rain began to seep in. Her hair became heavier and soon slicked with ran and stuck to her red, hot cheeks. Her cloths soaked up the ran too like a sponge and clung tight to her body, emphasising her curved and heaving chest. She was angry at Dan for being such a self-righteous, stubborn womaniser and at her self for knowing this and still going for it.

[Professor Daniel Hubbles]

If the look of suggestion had been present in her beautiful eyes then clearly that meant she wanted something. But it was that something Dan could not work out, he had nothing to offer and nothing to give, well nothing that was suitable for such a women. The void in his heart only seemed to increase when the sound of Dia’s voice came floating over towards him, although it was not as harmonious as normal, it seemed to be carrying a lot of anger. Dan stopped where he was and looked to the rain sodden ground wondering what on earth he had done this time.
As a wet Dia stood in front of him, her garments clinging to her perfect body only teased him more. With a deep breath Dan raised his head and looked Dia straight in the eyes, his heart pinning as he did so. Her face was a portrait of emotion, he could see the frustration and anger clearly sketched upon her face but deep in her eyes he saw hurt.

Clenching his jaw together Dan had no answer for her, the slow realisation was setting in. He had been wrong. He had let pride and unwillingness to get hurt block the one possibility of actual happiness and excitement for the summer. And now Dia was standing red faced in front of him, the rain hammering down on them both, Dan’s hair was dripping wet and he was having to squint to make sure that nothing got in his eyes and he could keep a clear focus on Dia. The cold was seeping in and Dan could feel his hair stand on end and a shiver run down his spine and it took everything to make sure his teeth did not chatter as he spoke.

“You wanted me to come with you?”

Dan stared wide eyed and open mouthed. It sounded even worse when he spoke it out loud, it had been so clear, so blatantly clear and he had overlooked it, read to much into something, thought about himself as normal and that was something he could not do anymore, as it was no longer himself he cared for, he cared for Dia.
His heart rate quicken and Dan tried to look everywhere that was not Dia. He bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair nervously making it stand up briefly before the rain battered it flat once gain. His heart suddenly felt light, the cold no longer mattered, the only thing that did mean the world to him was to reassure Dia that he wanted to be with her, spent the whole summer with her. But how?

Reaching out Dan was almost tempted to stroke the side of her face again and taste her sweet lips. But something stopped him, something telling him that that may not have been the best way, it would just show his lust and want to be with her. So instead he lowered is hand and with a small smile stepped forward and wrapped his free arm around her lightly kissing her on the top of her head.