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Courtship Isn’t That Easy || Self Para (Part 1)

“Go away, Rodney!” Vidia picked up her pace as she walked down the road from her parent’s house back up to the castle. It had been weeks since they last saw one another and Vidia wasn’t in the mood to end the streak even if Rodney was the one who should’ve been wounded.

“Can we talk?” He took a large step in front of her and was prepared to become immovable.

“No.”

“Come on, Vid,” He tried to pull her close but she sent a fist into his gut and shoved him out of her way while he was doubled over in pain.

***

Weeks went by and Rodney kept trying to talk to Vidia. Each time he learned a new lesson on dealing with a hydra-like Vidia. Each time he thought he figured out a way to cut off the head of her physical aggression toward him, two more sprouted and attacked.

One morning over the weekend, Vidia came down from her room to see her mother and Rodney having tea in the parlor as she showed him the extensive collection of pressed herbs she curated with Vidia’s father over the years.

“Oh! Hi, Honey!” Vidia’s mother beamed a huge smile. “You didn't tell me you knew Rodney Crowley! I went to school with his mother.”

“Whatever,” she pivoted on her heels and walked toward the kitchen.

“Hey, Vid! Wait,” Rodney was encouraged by Alda to follow her daughter. He laughed as he caught up with her and heard mutters of foul language, or what he perceived as foul language since it wasn't something he knew. “Are you mad?”

Vidia slowly raised her eyes to meet his, “Go away.”

“Why are you mad at me?” He ignored her demands and kept following her.

“I don't want to talk to you. Get out of my house,” she entered the kitchen and started digging through the cabinets for breakfast.

Rodney slammed the door shut and forced her to look at him. “Vidia, talk to me damn it! I'm sorry for getting mad about Graham but can you blame me for being upset? I hate seeing you act like this because I have seen other sides of you. There's more than just the bitch.”

“If you don't want to die, you will get out of my way,” her foot tapped furiously as she glared up at him. She wanted to eat. Even more so, she wanted to forget Rodney ever existed. She just wanted him to stop pursuing her.

He rolled his eyes and moved his hand. “Just talk to me without threatening my life.”

“I can't make any promises,” Vidia quickly yanked her favorite cereal from the shelf and poured herself a bowl. “Let me see how I feel after I eat.”

“I'll just talk to you while you eat. It's hard to hit me when you're focused on food,” he chuckled as she took a seat at the table.

“You underestimate my ability to multitask,” she flashed a quick grin before her first spoonful of Honey Hoops.

“I would never underestimate the great Vidia Ligeiro,” Rodney jested as he crammed himself into the small chair across from her. When he stretched out his legs his foot bumped into hers causing her to glare for a moment.

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Rodney took the opportunity to finally say what he needed to say, “I want to take you out to dinner.”

“No,” she replied shortly.

“Why not?”

“I don't do dates.”

“Why not?”

“I told you. Leave it alone.”

“Come on, Vid,” Rodney leaned forward to whisper, “I'm not asking for a commitment. It's just dinner.”

“Make it drinks and I'll be there.”

“Drinks and food.”

“That would be dinner.”

“What if we sat at the bar?”

“Fine.”

“Does tonight work?”

“Whatever.”

“I'll take that as a yes,” Rodney leaned back with a victorious grin.

“Can you go now?”

“Why?”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder?”

“If that's the case, then I'll show myself out.” Rodney rose from the seat like crane preparing for flight, with grace and ease. “I'll see you tonight,” he dipped down to give her a peck on the cheek.

After Rodney left, Alda, Vidia’s mother, came into the kitchen curious to see why her former schoolmate’s son showed up at her house looking for her daughter.

“I met him through a mutual friend,” she wasn't going to mention the Guild of the Wind. She didn't know what her mother knew. She didn't know if her memories were wiped once she decided marrying Luis was more desirable than marrying Vincente and joining the Guild. It was best to avoid the subject altogether.

“So, he's taking you out to dinner?”

Vidia peered up at her mother, who donned a joyous grin. “Drinks and bar food barely count as dinner.”

“It's still a boy taking you somewhere.”

“I'd hardly consider Rodney a boy but whatever makes you happy.”

“Okay, a man…” Alda still wore a huge smile as she corrected herself.

“I get more privacy in the Great Hall than I do here,” she pushed her seat backward, snatched up her bowl and marched out of the kitchen.

***

Later on, Vidia walked into the backyard where her father played with two of the puppies, Chico and Dante, that Vidia had found in a box abandoned. “Hi, Dad.”

“Hey V. Your mother told me you have a date tonight,” Luis flung a rope and the pups took off after it, bumping into one another the whole way.

“It's not a date. A casual acquaintance is meeting me for drinks and bar food,” Vidia scowled. The struggle of having two parents who were still perfectly in love with one another was their hopes that you find the same. Their unrealistic hopes for your love life were shoved your way at any possible moment. Don't even mention dating. They expect a ring in three months and grandbabies in a year. Frankly, Vidia was thinking of how to get out of the alleged date, not how to get a ring on her finger.

“Your mother said…”

“Don't listen to her.”

“Right,” Luis walked over to stand next to Vidia while he watched the pups fight over the rope. “It's okay to date. Falling in love isn't the worst thing in the world.”

“Can you not?” Vidia grumbled. Her parents were broken records. Same shit. Different day.

“Dochina,” just his tone made Vidia roll her eyes, “I just want you to be happy and settled.”

“Well, fat chance,” she patted him on the shoulder and turn to go back into the house. She might not have considered it a date but that didn't mean she wanted to look like shit either.

Once Vidia finished her makeup, she stood in front of her closet for twenty minutes as she audited every inch for an outfit. She saw a box on its side shoved in the back. Vidia crawled in and yanked it from its hiding spot and opened the lid. They were the Louboutin heels from Fiona. She knew just what to wear with the infamous red bottom heels.

***

Rodney knocked on the door and Vidia could be heard from across the house that she got it but her mother answered, “Hello Mrs. Ligeiro. It's nice to see you again.”

“Likewise. Come on in.” Rodney stepped into the house upon Alda’s invitation and watched as Vidia came out of the kitchen.

“What's with the look?” Vidia’s eyebrow perked up on one side as Rodney's jaw went slack.

“You look great.”

“Don't sound so shocked. I'm a girl. I can wear a dress,” she commented as she fluffed the skirt of the vintage dress.

“It's not even that,” he shook his head. “You ready?”

“Yes. Let's get out of here before they start planning our wedding.”

“Wedding?”

“Don't ask just go,” she shoved him as she snatched her purse near the door. “Bye Mom! Bye, Dad! Don't wait up!” The pair was on the street before her parents could make any sort of comment back.

“So, where are we going?”

“Don't worry,” Rodney commented as she glared up at him. “Doesn't your face get tired of the same pissed off expression?”

“Nope,” as the word left her lips she fought the urge to smile.

“Sure,” Rodney grabbed her hand and turned down the street. “We're using a portkey.” He added once he felt Vidia's resistance to the hand holding.

***

“This is not a bar, Rodney,” Vidia's annoyance was palpable as she turned to leave the restaurant.

“Oops. I guess it's not. Let's just sit and eat, then,” He pulled the ignorant card out and Vidia wasn't falling for it.

“Not going to happen. Take me home or to the castle, I don't care.” The Louboutin’s tapped furiously.

“If I told you it was a restaurant you would have never come. What's a little fib if it means you have fun?” He was bold. She had to give him that. He was fearlessly trying to break down every wall Vidia created to protect her heart. Instead of letting him, she was fighting back with everything she had. “Are you going to say anything?”

“I’d apparate but the last time I did, you followed me,” her arms were firm across her chest.

“It's free food. Just come and eat with me,” he held his hand out for her to take.

“And if I hate it?” She hesitated.

“Then you can leave.”

***

“Wasn't bad, was it?” Rodney asked as he held the door open for her.

“Tolerable,” Vidia shrugged but she'd never been on a real date before. She didn't have a benchmark to compare with dinner with Rodney.

“I'll take it,” he gave her a smile and allowed his hand to brush against hers. He watched as she pulled her hands together and pretend to hold her bag against the front of her dress. “The dress is nice. It threw me for a loop. I was expecting something more… scandalous? If that's the right word.”

“It was my grandmother’s. My parents gave it to me when they cleaned out her room.” Vidia was covertly sentimental when it came to the ones she loved. “It looked great with the shoes, too.”

“I think it looks great with you,” he said with a nonchalant shrug.

“With me? Shouldn’t it be ‘on’?”

“It goes along with the shoe comment,” He replied as Vidia shook her head.

“So, where to now?” She was just full of questions.

“We can just walk and talk.”

“Really?” Vidia looked confused. Dates were boring if that was it. “Didn’t we talk enough at dinner?”

“How else do you get to know someone?”

“I don’t intentionally get to know people,” Vidia admitted.

“Oh, Vidia,” Rodney stepped in her way and slipped his arms around her waist. “You have so much experience but in all the wrong ways.”

“All the wrong ways?” She awkwardly patted his chest while she wondered what his endgame was.

“Well, most. Okay?” He chuckled. “How about I show you the proper way to end the first date?” Vidia rolled her eyes and nodded her head. “Let’s go.”

When they arrived back at Vidia’s house, Rodney followed Vidia up the front porch steps. “Well,” He stepped closer to her, “I had a good time even if I had to trick you into it.”

“You’re not making a case for you or dates.”

“You’ll just have to give me another chance, right?” He chuckled as his thumb caressed her cheek. Vidia rolled her eyes as her cheeks rouged for the first time in a long time. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Then he kissed her. With a hand on the small of her back, Rodney held Vidia close while she balled her fist in the fabric of his shirt.

“Want to go inside?” Vidia whispered against his lips.

“Yes but I shouldn’t,” He kissed her forehead. “As much as I would love to see how comfortable that bed of yours is, first dates end at the front door with a kiss.”

“What?” Vidia looked at him with disbelief.

“You heard me. Good night, Vidia.”

“Good night?”

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