1 Red & Rainbow: Fake Dating

This is a short story about blind dates and a rainbow girl.

Also, about supernatural magical creatures, because they rock.

Enjoy this introduction to Iris and Sami (AKA Rainbow & Red), characters that will be showing up again in another book in the future.

Hope you like them. :)

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|Red&Rainbow: Fake Dating|

by Lilian Carmine

"Are you done with that coffee, Rain? We need to get back to the dorm ASAP." Yue Lao – my annoying roommate – tried to rush me again, as we sat in the coffee shop a few blocks away from our University campus.

"Correction: You need to get back, Lao. I, do not." I pointed out cheekily.

She huffed a frustrated breath of air. "You know the boys will be picking us up by eight. We still need to take a shower and get ready. If you stall any longer, we're going to be late!"

"Again, you are going to be late." I corrected her. "My plan for tonight consists of binge-watching my favorite series with my pajamas in bed. I have snacks, ice cream, and my favorite pizza place on speed dial ready for tonight. It's going to be great!"

"But I told Don that you were coming with us!" She protested.

"And who's fault is that?" I asked, leaning back on my chair. "I never agreed to this, Lao. You have to quit this matchmaking shenanigans of yours. Stop trying to hook me up with Don. I know he's your boyfriend's best friend, and you want us to go on double dates together, but he's a tool, all right? I dislike him greatly and have vocalized this plenty of times to you. It's not my fault if you don't listen."

"He's not a tool, Rain. He's the hottest guy on campus! He's rich and gorgeous and he's a star athlete with trophies and-"

"And he's a massive tool." I finished her sentence.

Lao bristled in her seat, clearly displeased by my suggestion. "You'll be single forever if you don't change this attitude, missy."

"AND it's Valentine's Day today!" Lao protested again, stomping her foot on the floor and making the guy sitting on a table nearby look up from his phone to glance curiously at us. "You can't pass on a date on Valentine's Day to stay locked up in your room like a loser!"

I shrugged, uncaring. "Better alone than in bad company."

The guy sitting next to us chuckled at hearing this. Well, at least this conversation had been entertaining to someone, because I certainly was not enjoying one bit of it.

"Are you seriously not coming, Rain? What am I going to tell Don? He was so excited about tonight!" Lao whined with a pout.

"He was not, Lao," I said, dismissively. "He doesn't even like me. I overheard him talking to your boyfriend once, outside our room. He thinks I'm over the top and loud and too hippy. His exact words, I kid you not. And he doesn't like my hair. I can't go out with a guy that doesn't like my hair."

Because I frigging loved my hair. It was the one thing I was the most proud of myself, a hair with ALL the colors – hence my nickname: Rainbow, Rain for short. I'm not gonna lie, my hair was truly majestic. Any guy who hated my rainbow hair could go die in a hole.

"He can get used to your hair, silly." Lao reasoned. "Just give him time."

I sighed, tired. "It's not just the hair, Lao. He doesn't like my clothes, my attitude, the way I think, or the things I say and to be honest, the feeling is quite mutual. I kind of hate everything about him too. He's obnoxious, conceited, condescending, and shallow. I don't even know how you made him agree to go to this dinner. He knows I want a date with him as much as a vampire wants a stake in the heart."

The guy sitting next to us barked out a laugh and then ended with a cough, thumping at his chest theatrically to cover up his not-so-subtle eavesdropping.

I took a quick peek in his direction and was quite surprised to see how cute he was. The boy had the brightest red hair I've ever seen, so vividly red, quite impossible to miss in any crowd. Noticing my eyes on him, he began looking at something on his phone, pretending he was busy with something else than my conversation.

"Listen here, my dear Iris," Lao called out to me with an eerie tone of voice, "We are going to this dinner, we are going to enjoy ourselves, and we are going to have the best double date ever, okay?" she threatened, pulling out the bundle of strings around her neck. "Don't make me use my red lines, I will tie you two down if I need to, Rain. You cannot escape this date."

"NO! You can't do this to me!" I protested in outrage, watching her strings glow faintly with an ominous red light. "You have to be responsible with your match-making incantations, Yue Lao. I will not be tied down with that guy! If you use your strings on me for this, you better prepare yourself for a lifetime of gray skies. I have a few incantations up my sleeve too, you hear?"

She sighed and stuffed her string necklace inside her blouse. "Fine. But I have such a great night planned for us, Rain! If all you have is some lame series to watch on your laptop as an excuse not to go, then you're coming with me."

"But... I do have other plans." I lied shamelessly.

She huffed. "No, you don't."

"Yes, I do." I glanced panicky around as my eyes landed on the red-haired boy at the table next to ours and an idea suddenly popped inside my head.

I don't know what possessed me to do this. Maybe it was because of the way he had smiled at me a moment ago. Or maybe it was because the boy was really cute, and if I was going to drag someone into this mess, it would be nice if it was someone as cute as him.

Plus, this was my last chance to bail out of a night in hell with Don, King of Douchebaggery, and I would be damned if I wasn't going to at least try.

"I... I HAVE A DATE!" I proclaimed with a proud hand over my puffed-out chest.

"You have jack-shit, Rain. Come one, give up already, and let's go."

"No, but I do! I'm going on a date with him!" I pointed at the startled boy sitting next to us.

He cocked his head to the side, watching in surprise as I abruptly stood from my seat and stomped to his table before I plopped heavily on the chair in front of him.

"Rain! You stop with this silliness right this instant." Lao berated me with a strangled high-pitched screech. "You're embarrassing yourself."

"Am not." I retorted childishly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have date plans to discuss here with..." I trailed off and he took on his cue. "Red." he finished, smiling charmingly at me.

I smiled back. I could see he was struggling not to laugh over all this nonsense.

"You cannot be serious, Rain." Lao exhaled in exasperation, rising from her seat.

"Oh, but I am. I can't go out with you and Don tonight because I will be on a date with Red here. Right, Red?" I turned expectantly to him.

"Sure thing." He nodded, leaning back on his chair as cool as he could be.

"This is such bullshit." Lao hissed as she rested both hands on her hips. "You're not really going out on a date with him. You're only saying this to get me off your back, Rain. Please stop before you embarrass yourself even more than you already have."

"But I am totally up for this." Red quipped. "I don't have anything planned for tonight anyway. I'd love to go out with her."

"Come on, you're not serious." Lao scoffed at him in complete disbelief.

"I sure am. I mean, look at her, she's beautiful." He stated, smoothly. "And she's very funny too. But let's not forget about her incredible hair. A guy would be crazy not to go out with a girl with hair like that."

My smile was so big, it reached my frigging ears.

Lao knew she'd lost the battle, but was still clinging to winning the war.

"You know what? You can try to keep this charade, but I don't believe any of this." She hissed, pointing an accusing finger at me. The red strings necklace around her neck sneaked out of her blouse to show itself and flashed a bright light at us, like a warning flare. The air crackled with energy for a quick moment as she let out one last promise. "You are not getting off this so easily, missy. I expect pictures of this 'oh-so incredible night out', or else I'll be coming back to get you."

She pivoted on her heels and shouted 'Pictures or it never happened!' before she stormed out of the coffee shop with crackling sparks fizzling out from her red strings.

Red turned to me with an amused, yet slightly scared, smile.

"Wow. Your friend is... intense."

"That's a nice way to put it." I slumped down on my seat, looking defeated. "But the word you're trying to find here is 'totally bonkers'."

He chuckled, nodding.

"Thanks for the help, by the way," I added, perking up a little. "I was just trying to escape my friend's dating schemes, sorry for dragging you into this pantomime."

"It was no problem." He waved a dismissive hand, unworried. "But what are you going to do to convince your friend that you're out on a date now?"

"Oh..." I said, realizing my predicament. "I'll take a few blurry pictures on my way back to my room and hope she'll buy it, I guess."

"I don't think you'll be able to pull this off with just a few questionable pictures, you know?" He hummed in a thoughtful mood.

"It's going to be fine," I mumbled, biting worriedly on my lips while pondering about my future. Douchebag Don's presence still loomed ahead in the distance, it seemed.

"I tell you what," Red proposed while his eyes flickered from my lips to my eyes. "How about I give you a hand with this? We can really go on a fake date, and I'll help you provide some good-quality evidence photos. It'll be fun to stage a few scenes to convince your friend that we're really on a date. I'm up for it if you are."

I gave him a grateful look. "Really? You would do that for me?"

He shrugged. "I could never sleep knowing that I didn't do all that I could to help you get out of a date with this Don. The guy sounds like he's a real peach."

I chuckled. "Thanks, Red."

"No problem. Well, before all the fun commences, I guess we should introduce ourselves properly?" He extended his hand for me to shake. "Hi, I'm Sami. But my friends call me Red."

Sami, AKA Red, was the cutest boy ever, with beautiful almond-shaped eyes and chiseled cheekbones that made him look like a model on the cover of a teen magazine. He had the whole package, impressive red Mohican hair, perfect caramel skin, and seemed to be really fit beneath the casual clothes he was wearing. He also had a small stretch earring on the earlobe and I could see the end of a tattoo on his arm, peeking out of the short sleeve of his T-shirt as he extended his hand out for me.

"Hi, Red. I'm Iris." I said, taking his hand for a quick shake. "But my friends call me Rainbow. Or Rain for short, if you like."

"Nice to meet you, Iris." He greeted me politely, shaking my hand back. "So... is your friend always like that? She shouldn't be forcing you to go out on dates with guys that you clearly don't like. That's not cool, you know?"

"Oh, yeah, I know, but she can't help herself with the match-making stuff. It's in her nature, there's a long family line tradition involved, you know how it is..." I explained, scratching at my head. "It's not always that bad though, she gets a little crazier on Valentine's Day. But most of the time I just leave her with her scheming. She's my roommate, one must learn to tolerate this sort of thing if you need to share a room, right?"

"Ah. She's your roommate, then." He nodded, understanding. "Do you guys go to Akheron?"

"Yeah. You go there too? I don't think I've seen you around the University dorms."

"I'm staying in a building nearby, at Carnation Street. It feels like a dorm though, since most of the tenants are students too," he replied.

"That's cool. And what are you studying at Akheron?" I asked.

"Biology. I want to major in environmentalism, study the effects humans are having on the planet and all. Especially the effects on forests and animals. How about you?"

"I'm studying design. My dream is to have my own jewelry brand one day." I confessed and shyly held up the pendant on my necklace to show it to him. "I did this one myself, see? I made the silver swirl hoop holding my favorite stone, a natural quartz rainbow crystal."

"It suits you. It's very pretty," he said, looking at me instead of the pendant.

"Thanks," I said blushing, and quickly changed the subject. "Hey, do you mind if I take a quick picture of us? I want to send Lao the first photo evidence of our fake date."

"Of course." He leaned over the table so we'd be closer before he gave a cheerful thumbs-up to the camera. I took the picture and then typed a text message:

'Hey there, awesome roomie!

Here I am, chatting up with Red and discussing our DATE plans for tonight.

Here goes the first of many incredible pictures to come.

Rain. XoXo'

"So... We could go for a walk to kill some time before we find a place to eat, what do you say?" he proposed while I was sending my text message.

"Sounds great." I agreed and hurried to grab the bag that I had left on the next table.

He stood up and grabbed a cane that was resting beneath his table, which I hadn't noticed before. When he caught my curious glance, he explained. "I have a problem with my knees. I need the cane because I walk a bit funny without it. I hope you won't mind."

"No, not at all," I said.

He gave me a strained smile as he retrieved his coat from the chair. "Look, I understand if you want to call this thing off. I know I'm no 'star athlete' with these busted knees."

There was a resentful edge to his voice and I realized he must have overheard Lao before when she was talking about Don and his athletic prowess.

"I don't care. Working knees are overrated anyway." I said with a shrug. "An ugly personality though, that's hard to stomach. No trophies can make up for that, trust me."

"And I would be really stupid to refuse to go out with a guy with rad hair like that," I added, gesturing to his red Mohican and returning the compliment he had made about my hair a while ago. "Let's get going then? We can take it easy and walk slow, this way we can better enjoy our walk."

This time he gave me a genuine smile. "All right. I just thought about a cool place we can go to kill time. I'll show you the way."

We walked back to campus and after a while, I realized we were heading towards the park that neighbored the dorm room buildings. "So, we're going to the park?" I asked the most obvious question as we passed through the park's entrance.

"Yeah. There's something in there I'd like you to see." He replied in a cryptic tone.

"Cool, cool," I mumbled as I fidgeted with the strap of my purse, worriedly.

Inside, I was silently praying for him not to be a crazy axe murderer with plans to kill me. Because let's face it, the guy was a complete stranger who I had just randomly picked up at a coffee shop. I didn't know who he was or if he could be trusted...

And weren't parks the most usual of places where serial killers choose to kill people? I'd seen the TV shows, there was always a park in those damn shows.

Oh, well. If he tried to kill me, I could always outrun him and his bad knees, I thought to myself. Unless he was lying about the bad knees... in that case, I was going to be in big trouble, because the boy seemed as fit as he could be.

I really hoped he wouldn't try any funny business, but just to be on the safe side, I texted Lao again, sending her a picture of the park's entrance, just in case. If the police knocked on our room looking for me, she'd know where to send them.

Occupied with thoughts of axe murderers and police investigations, I barely registered Red's small talk by my side. We had reached the lake's border at the very center of the park, when Red's hand on my shoulder made me snap out of my reverie, making me jump startled as he tried to catch my attention.

"Hey. We're here." He called out to me. "This is what I wanted to show you. Look." He pointed at the lake's small pebbled shore.

All my worries vanished away at the sight of what Red had planned to show me.

It wasn't an axe or any chopped-up corpses, you guys.

It was ducks. Baby ducks.

"I come here all the time. I'm friends with the park's caretaker who feeds them. The ducks are used to me and they come right over when they see me." Red explained as a couple of Mama ducks and a cluster of ducklings approached us as soon as they spotted us by the border of the lake.

"They even let me pick up their babies, check it out." He grabbed a fluffy baby duck from the ground and handed it to me. Mama duck seemed not to care at all about a human grabbing one of her offspring, her interest was in the food he was supposed to be giving out.

I almost melted right then and there. That small duckling was the most precious thing I'd ever seen in the whole wide world! "Oh, my God! I can't believe this is what you wanted to show me! I was so worried for nothing!" I exclaimed, patting the baby duck softly.

"What?" he asked, seeming surprised. "Worried about what?"

"Well... sorry, but I didn't know anything about you. You wanted to take me for a walk... in the middle of the woods... alone. I was worried."

"Oh. I'm sorry, I should have thought about that. I was trying to surprise you and didn't realize how scary that must have seemed to you." he was quick to apologize.

"It's okay. It's just that... we hear stories... you know how it is."

"No, no, I get it. But hey, this isn't 'the middle of the woods', it's the campus park. And we are not alone, there are students wandering around everywhere." He chuckled, amused. "Is that why you were so quiet on the way here? I thought you were trying to figure out a way to ditch me without hurting my feelings."

"Oh, no! It wasn't like that at all. I'm sorry I made you think that way." I said, trying to reassure him. "It's just that you look too good to be true and I figured that there must be something wrong with you, so, evidently, my mind went immediately to the axe-murderer scenario. I watch too many horror movies and police TV shows, sorry."

He gave me a smug look then, smirking like the devil. "Too good to be true, huh?"

I coughed up a few times, face beet red in embarrassment. "Well, not as good as this tiny fellow here," I mumbled, blushing profusely while I pretended to be enthralled by the baby duck in my hand.

While I tried to save face, I picked up my camera and took a few pictures of ducklings before I sent one over to Lao, with the following text:

'Dearest roommate,

It's official: This is the best. Date. Ever!

The boy is showing me tiny fluffy precious cute baby ducks at the park!

Look at the pictures!!! I'm dyiiiiing!! <3 <3 <3'

#winning #imhavingthebestdateever#ifthiswasacompetitioniwouldalreadybechampion #nothingcanbeatbabyducks'

When all the ducks realized there wasn't going to be any food, they lost interest and paddled back to the lake. We watched them for a while and soon the sky became dark, and we decided to leave the park.

"It's going to be hard finding a place to eat tonight," I told Red as we exited the park and walked along the sidewalk. "You have to make reservations two weeks in advance, restaurants get packed on Valentine's Day around these parts."

"Lucky for us, we're not going to a restaurant," he said with a cryptic smile.

"What do you mean? Where are we going to eat, then?"

"Let me give you a vital tip for a student's survival, Rainbow girl." he told me with a mischievous grin."If you want a place to eat, at any time of the day or the night, you come here: to Tony's Burgers. The best hamburger in town, only a few blocks away from campus. You're welcome."

Red gestured to an old food truck parked at the end of the block. The waiting line was long, which meant Tony wasn't kidding around with those burgers, but lucky for us, Red was also friends with the chef and managed to get our food without too much hassle.

That boy was turning out to be a keeper. First, baby ducks, now awesome food without waiting in line? What more could a girl ask for?

I took a picture of Red and me holding our delicious burgers while making lovey-dovey faces at the camera. The text in caption reads as follows:

'The menu for tonight's date: Awesome food truck burgers!

I bet you're not having half as much fun in your posh restaurant and your fancy meal as the fun I'm having here! XoXo.'

Red and I sat at a bench nearby to eat our food, and we talked and joked and laughed. I don't remember the last time I had so much fun. A candy cart wheeled past us and Red jumped to grab his cane, heading quickly to the cart. He walked back a minute later holding the cane in one hand and a cotton candy on the other.

"It's the perfect candy for you, don't you think?" He said, presenting me with a cloud of sugar with all colors of the rainbow on a stick. "I had to buy it for you. Sorry for not asking if you wanted some."

I beamed wide and took my beautiful cotton candy from his hand.

I made sure to take a picture before I ate it, and texted Lao again with sticky fingers of pure joy:

'Red just bought me RAINBOW cotton candy for dessert.

I'm in love. '

I barely registered the time passing, too engrossed in conversation with Red to notice it was getting late. When the food truck closed and prepared to leave, we decided to call it a night. Red insisted to walk me back to my dorm because it was late and he didn't want me wandering by myself through campus.

"You have me worried with your stories of murderers sneaking out of the park now." He told me with a chuckle that hinted at earnest worry.

Soon we were stopping by the entrance of my dorm building.

"Here you go. Back to your dorm, safe and sound." he declared, leaning his weight on the cane with one hand and stuffing the other in his pocket. "I had a great time, Rain. Thanks for letting me tag along with you tonight. This was the best fake date I've ever had, that's for sure."

"Hold on. How many fake dates did you have in your life?" I asked, confused.

He smiled cheekily back at me. "Well, this was my first but still, it was the best I've ever had."

I grinned at him. "It really was the best fake date."

"Do you think you have enough photos to show to your crazy friend? I would hate to know that she still can try to push you into a date with that guy."

"Well, just in case, let's give her one last proof, yeah?" I suggested and took my phone out so I could snap a picture of me giving him a kiss on his cheek. "There you go. She can't say this wasn't a proper date now. There was a surprise by the lake, an epic dinner, the perfect dessert, and now a good night kiss. We've fake-dated our asses off here. I doubt there will be any complaints."

He nodded, smiling. "We really did our best."

We both chuckled and stared at our feet, dragging our goodbye for as long as we could.

"Maybe... we could do this again sometime?" he asked hesitantly. "But not a fake one? A real date for next time?"

I glanced up and smiled, tucking one lock of hair behind my ear. "I'd love to, Red."

Since I still had my phone in my hand, I handed it to him. "Give me your number, I'll call you and we'll figure out a day to meet again."

"Cool." He typed his number and gave me the phone back.

"Anyway... I really appreciate what you did for me today, Red." I said stalling, because I didn't want him to go yet.

"You don't need to thank me. It really was my pleasure."

"Still... I feel like I should give you a gift or something, to thank you for all the trouble you went through for me." A light bulb popped over my head. "Hey, hold on, I just thought about the perfect thing I can give you!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands excitedly.

"It was no trouble, Rain, you really don't need to give me anythi-"

"No, no! Just come with me, please! I have to get it, it's in the desk drawer in my room." I took him by the hand and pulled him into the building.

He followed up to the second floor, then stopped at my door, seeming unsure about coming inside, so I grabbed his hand and took him inside with me. "Don't worry, Lao is spending the night in her boyfriend's. The coast is clear." I told him.

He had his hands in his pocket and glanced shyly around, while I fumbled in the desk drawer. "Ah-ha! Found it!" I took out the thing I wanted to give him, before hurrying to my bed and crouching on the floor to look underneath. There was still one more thing to find for his gift. "Come here," I ordered while pulling random boxes from under the bed.

He leaned his cane on the bed and sat on the floor next to me. "Seriously, Rain, you really don't need to give me any-" He tried to protest, but I didn't let him finish. "Shush now. Look, this belongs to you. I didn't realize when I was making it, but now that I met you, I see that it was made for you. Here. Take it. It's yours."

I took a brown leather string necklace out of a box, then I placed on it the copper pendant that I was holding in my other hand, the one that I had made in my first week at the University's metal workshop.

"It's a flame made of copper, see? A fire pendant, for you, Red. Red fire. Got it?" I handed him the necklace with the metallic red flame dangling on it.

He took it carefully from my hands, looking at it in silence.

"It's not my best work, I'm still learning and all... but it's presentable, I guess. I do need to practice with copper some more... It's okay if you don't lik-"

"Are you serious?" He interrupted my mumbling excuses. "This is incredible, Rain."

He put the necklace on his neck and looked down at the pendant with a stunned expression on his face. "It's the coolest thing anyone has ever given me." He muttered to himself.

"Really?" I asked, grinning. "Do you really like it? You don't need to say it just to be polite, you know."

"No, I love it. Honestly. It's incredible." he said with his gaze fixed on the pendant. "You know, my last name is Pirangaua. It means 'red hair' in the local indigenous' language where I was born. Your pendant is perfect."

The room was almost dark, with only the dim light of my desk's lamp to illuminate us, so his red hair became even more impressive when it morphed slowly into flames. I watched in awe as the fire danced on his head with vibrant tones of yellow, orange, and red.

"I feel like I should have something to give back to you... I wasn't expecting to exchange presents today." He apologized absent-mindedly since all of his attention was back on the metal pendant he was holding between his fingers.

"Well, there is something you can give me," I said with a suggestive smile, but the innuendo was completely lost on him because he was too distracted with the pendant.

"Yeah? What's that?" He asked, still glancing down at the necklace.

In a spur of the moment, I slowly tilted his chin up with my fingers, making him divert his eyes from the pendant for a second to look at me.

And then I leaned over and kissed him right on the lips.

I had been hoping to do that the entire night, to be honest.

He was a really good kisser, by the way. It took him a second though, to recover from the surprise, but once the shock was over, he truly aced it.

"You taste like rainbows and sugar." He noted after we broke from the kiss.

I chuckled. "It's from the cotton candy. Last thing I ate, remember?"

He grinned. "That was smooth, by the way. Your move."

I giggled mischievously. "Thanks. I thought so too."

"But I think just one kiss is not really a fair exchange for this incredible necklace." he countered, leaning closer to me. "I think one more kiss will be a much more fair trade," he said, kissing me again.

It turns out he thought two kisses weren't fair either, and he handed me a third, a fourth, and a fifth kiss too. My pendant was worth a lot, apparently, but I wasn't going to complain about it, since this was turning out to be such a lucrative endeavor for me.

"You know, this is officially the best fake date of all time." He murmured when we broke apart from yet another kiss.

"I know." I laughed and stood up, then reached out a hand to him. "All right. On your feet, soldier."

He took my hand and I helped hoist him up. The expression on his face was a mix of disappointment (because he thought I was hinting that it was time for him to leave), and resignation (he knew he couldn't complain, since he had already hit the jackpot with all those kisses he'd won tonight).

He turned around to take his cane, so he could leave, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to me. "But, if you really want to call this 'the best fake date of all time', we need to aim for a better ending for tonight, don't you think?" I asked, smiling and pulling him to my bed.

He gave me a baffled look of 'I can't believe this is really happening, what is my life, what did I do to deserve this many blessings?' and I giggled at how cute and adorable he looked.

"It's not that kissing on the cold floor wasn't nice, but I think a soft warm bed will be better for what I have in mind next," I explained, pushing him to lay on the mattress. "How about we work on that 'best of all time ending' now?"

He laid on the bed, and tugged sharply at my hand, making me fall on top of him before he shouted: "Best. Fake date. Ever!"

And it really was.

The best ever.

The End.

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