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"Oh, Charles is just so beautiful!" A woman happily skipped her way down the pathway that led to the middle of the park she was in.
Eyes wide, and mouth open she took in all she could see with an exaggerated gasp every once in a while.
"I could have a garden just like this grown in my backyard if that's what you desire." A male was also walking alongside her, he didn't bother with looking around already so nice he's been here multiple times. Though he was more focused on the woman than anything else.
"Oh Hiro! Thank you for bringing me here!" She turned around to face said man, still walking but backwards, "I know you've been so busy with producing music and think it's so kind of you to make time for me." She blushed and looked away, walking forward again but this time rubbing her cheeks in hopes the blush would go away.
"Nonsense." Hiro scoffed, "I haven't spent much time with my little Imani in a while and decided today will be the day I take you out." He smirked, the blush that was gracing her face made him very pleased.
It was no secret that Hiro was trying to court Imani. Her fans knew it, his fans knew it and their companies knew and loved the idea. The popular Honey and Hi Ro getting together would surely boost sales in both fandoms, though Imani seemed to be the only oblivious one to Hiro's advances no matter how much he flirts with her.
"You really didn't have to though." Imani signed, instead of continuing to rub her face she moved her hands into Hiro's, a huge smile gracing his face as he curled his long fingers around her tiny ones.
"Oh but I did," he signed, a huge smile gracing his face, "I do things because I want to, not because I need to." He smiled to himself.
Hiro would never admit it, but he quite frankly enjoyed spending money on Imani. While other women could be needy and annoying he found Imani's shyness to him spoiling her very endearing, he quite enjoyed making the woman blush, and running off pathetic men that thought they had a chance with her.
Though Imani would never admit it, she enjoyed being pampered, she always had this fantasy of being the most loving wife that has a husband that'll spoil her for her efforts, and Hiro was feeding into it.
Not only was he charming, but he was quite the smooth talker, always leaving her to end up as a blushing and soft mess with his sneaky smirks, and soft gazes.
"Now we should probably get something to eat." Hiro smiled, gripping the hand a little tighter he pulled her along to a food stand that was serving nachos and other tasty snacks.
"I'll order for you." A smile made its way into Imani's face.
Once again Imani loved being pampered and that didn't leave out a potential partner ordering for her, it made her heart throb.
"I'll look for a seat." Imani gushed, rushing away from Hiro despite his frown that grace his face when she let go of his hand.
The looks other men in the park was giving to her made him all the more eager to call her his, and back into his arms away from those predatory gazes.
"Fine." He mumbled, Imani was to far away to hear him anyways, "naughty girl running off without me giving the okay." He scoffed, she just needed a little reminder of who she belonged to and he's positive that one of these days he'll get to tell her in the most pleasurable way possible.
Hiro didn't say much else besides directing one of his bodyguards that stood ways away forward to him.
"Follow her make sure she doesn't get into any trouble." He waved the man away, he might not can watch her himself so another person would have to do.
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"Where oh where is a good place to sit?" Imani looked around curiously, all the places were taken up by families or couples that were enjoying time together, though a lonely old man was sitting by himself underneath a Sakura tree.
"He wouldn't mind would he?" Imani frowned, she didn't know but there was no harm in asking.
So Imani walked towards him, hearing light coughs and congested sniffling coming from the man, she begun to feel a little worried with how pale he was looking.
"Sir, are you alright?" Imani spoke softly, her hand reaching out to rub his back softly.
"Yeah." Another voice perked up, a woman with brown hair was standing beside her also and looked quite worried for the old man.
"I'm fine darlings." The old man sneezed, and the girls gasped quickly blessing the man.
"You don't look fine," the brown haired girl frowned she looked quite annoyed though the worry shined through moreso than the other.
"Yeah," Imani agreed, "here sniff this." Imani pulled out a smile capsule sized container.
Inside were a mix of crushed herbs that seemingly made the man's airways open up better as he took a deep breath.
"Oh my." The man gasped, his airways loosening up making him feel a great deal better.
"Oh, here you go." The other girl pulled an handkerchief from her pocket and hand the man the napkin, to collect any snot that might come out.
"Sorry it's a little strong but I use this to uncongest my nose from time to time." Imani blushed, though a couple more pats on the back had the old man smiling.
"Thank you ladies so much." He smiled brightly, "I can't even begin to thank you." Shook both their hands.
"No need," they both shook their heads, "do you need to call anyone to come get you?" Imani frowned, she gave his back a little pat again and sat down beside him with the girl following in her steps.
"Ah, no someone is already coming for me." The man shook his head, "but please take this." He handed them a piece of paper with some numbers and a name that read 'Micheal'.
"Please call whenever you need anything." He smiled, and his gaze fell upon Imani who smiled brightly as she played with a ring on her finger.
"Oh my, that's a beautiful ring." His eyes widen while Imani nodded in delight.
"My grandmother gave it to me before she passed." She sadly smiled, it was a beautiful ring.
"Oh my!" The other girl gasped, "I have to go I'm gonna be late for class!" She jumped off and waved goodbye to the old man and Imani.
"Take care Mister!" She ran off somewhere.
"Oh," the man nodded, "here." He also gave her a card with pretty decorations on it.
"I hope to see you soon young miss." He stood up just as a car pulled in and a man stepped out in a rush.
"Thank you for watching him Young Miss." The man bowed and the old man whispered something into his ear.
"Yes I hope to see you there also." The man bowed towards Imani again and handed her a number with the note with numbers.
"Please call when your getting ready." The man bowed and closed the door behind the old man, driving off with a final nod of the head.
"Yes of course." Imani didn't know what he was talking about but the time on the letter was around eight at night.
"I wonder." Imani smiled, she rotated the card in her hand and dropped it into her purse she was carrying.
She'll finish reading it when she goes back to her hotel room.
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