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"Right, not tonight," Derek shook his head, chuckling a bit nervously, "it's alright late an' all." He slowly looked back up at Aleksandr's gorgeous face and bit his lip for the fourth time that night. He needed to keep that under control.

Then Derek started to jump ahead and think about the possibilities of being together with Aleksandr. That was something that Derek hated about himself; projecting into the future. He was sure that Aleksandr had other guys he talked to. Hotter guys, smarter guys. Guys that could relate with being physically mutated. Derek took in a deep breath and lowered his gaze to his chest and bit the inside of his cheek.

"If you would like," Derek stated, "I wouldn't mind goin' out for coffee." Derek cleared his throat and gently traced circles on Aleksandr's sides with his thumbs. His face heated up when he asked if he could handle him on his own. "I sure hope so," he whispered, "I am sort of an animal charmer." He added with a grin.

He slowly looked up at Aleksandr when he remembered something. "Shoot! I ordered my food!" Derek hoped that no one had taken it or the bartender through it out. "Do you mind if we go ahead now so I can get my food while it's still...warm."

Derek watched as Leon took out the contents of his bag. He really hoped that he had the food since he was starving. Derek's ears perked up when he saw the first aid kit. Hopefully that meant Leon could get his wounds cleaned up so he wouldn't get an infection.

Sitting up a bit, he tried to peek at what Leon was confused about. "What's up? Everythin' okay over there?" He asked. "Is there somethin' in the medical kit that they forgot to put in there?"

Derek chewed on his lip nervously as he waited for an answer on whether or not he would be able to get his number. If it was a fell, then Derek would still be proud of himself. He took a chance on someone that was way out of his league and even got to dance with him. In Derek's mind, this was all he could ever ask for.

When Aleksandr took his hand off of his hip, Derek started to apologize. That is until the beautiful serpent spun him. Derek couldn't help but blush. No one had ever...danced with him like this before. It was a new experience that Derek, no matter how this night went, would never forget. Derek's breath got caught in his throat when he felt Aleksandr's scales against his brown skin.

A lot of things were racing through his mind right now like whether Aleksandr was a constrictor or if he was venomous. Either way, Derek would be fine with dying. He didn't know where to put his hands so he just rested them on Aleksandr's chest. It felt a bit weird since Derek was usually the one to be doing the waist holding, but he'd have to get over that.

Derek was about to speak until he felt his hand slip into his front pocket. Derek tried to speak, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get a word out.

"Maybe...maybe dinner." Derek whispered in an almost husky voice. He slowly slid his hands down from his chest to his waist. "But, ah, coffee at the park sounds good too." He searched Aleksandr's eyes for a bit before blushing and looking down.

Derek simply nodded his head. His face was emotionless before a small smile came across his face. It was something about the "No man who sets foot on English soil can be a slave" thing. At least the British weren't total monsters.

"...I'm glad you think this is funny," Derek laughed, "I'ma get you back for that, though. I'm just gonna say somethin' totally off the wall next time I run into you."Derek laughed a bit more. Maybe then Artair will learn not to drop something of that magnitude on someone especially if they weren't straight.

"I'm tryin'..." Derek eyes called out to a couple of birds, but they kept flying, "yeah, they don't even want to stop," he looked to Artair, than back up at the sky. The two birds that he sent out earlier came flying down, landing on his right shoulder. They chirped frantically before taking off again. "Damn, something about...a tear. There's a tear that's happening." Artair caught Derek's eyes again. "What should we do?"

Derek watched as Xavia started to grow vines on her arm. He watched in amazement as rose flowers started to blossom and open up. He had no idea where the vines were coming from, but assumed that it probably sprouted from her beautiful skin. The scent of roses whiff up Derek's nose causing him to smile and take deep breathes. Then the smell of rose changed to something that smelled like lilac or lavender.
"You're so exeperinced, Xavia." He mused with a smile on his face.

He turned his gaze from her arm to her face. Derek noticed that she was tired and placed a hand on her center back. "...Let's sit you down, huh?"

This idea had been on Derek's mind ever since he was in the Mansion. However, because of how fast life was moving with being inducted into the Haven, working with Xavia as her lab and greenhouse, having a part time job at X-Gene Persuasions, and getting settled at the Honeycomb Cooperative, he just didn't have the time. 

Now with things a little more calmer and less stressful, Derek was able to fulfill this idea. Thanks to Jude who recommended Kealey Shinbo for getting a costume made since she tailored them for the X-Men. If she was good enough for them, then she was definitely good enough for Derek.

Derek had made an appointment with the woman two weeks in advanced which allowed him to trade his shift at X-Gene with another employee so that he could sit and talk to her.

Taking in a deep breath, Derek waited patiently in the small waiting room outside of Kealey Shinbo's office. He was dressed business casual with a button down green shirt and khaki pants with black dress shoes. He hoped this meeting went well.