The angel looked disappointed that Stan did not want to join in on the conversation. He certainly wasnât about to push the vampire, though. He knew talk of space wasnât for everyone, yet he did wish to talk to and get to know the vampire king that was so close to his friend Kiki. Â Â Â Â Â
   Kasumi looked at the last piece of pizza left and took it, eating rather swiftly. Nodding in agreement with Kikiâs request, he swallowed and put his own input in. âYes, please join us! Even if you donât eat the cake, decorating it is fun!â he said, cheerfully imagining drawing physics graphs on the cake. If the vampire agreed to join, maybe heâd allow Stan to choose the design instead.  Â
    After finishing the final slice, Kasumi wiped his mouth with a napkin.  âLetâs get going before the cake gets cold!â he said cheerfully.
Feeling Kiki rest her hand atop is, Stanislav relaxed his shoulders. For someone who didnât enjoy being touched, he was willing to relish in whatever physical attention the wiccan would provide him.
           At both Kiki and Kasumiâs insistence on remaining with them for much longer, the vampire king raised a brow. âYou are right, Mister Kasumi. I am unable to partake in delicacies such as cake. And while I may have appeared to finish my business, Kiki--there is work awaiting for me at Red Rose.â
       However, the looks given to him by both angel and human caused Stanislav to let out an exasperated sigh, rubbing his temples. âAlright, I can afford to linger in your presence just awhile longer. And no, I am not decorating.â
     With that, after the trio had efficiently cleaned their area and disposed of rubbish, Stanislav was relieved to be outside in the night once more. The scent of pizza had been overwhelming inside the establishment, and he didnât idle around as he unlocked his car; opening the driverâs side and sitting down. Starting up his engine, he looked to see that both parties had strapped themselves in before beginning the drive to Kikiâs apartment.
     Sitting in silence, watching for traffic and allowing himself to enjoy the peace; his hand rest on Kikiâs thigh once again--a gesture he had grown quite used to.
      Pulling into the apartment complex, Stanislav parked his rolls royce and turned off the engine, unfastening his seat belt and stepping out of the car. Hands in his pockets, he observed both Kiki and Kasumi as the exited the vehicle, before the trio made way to Kikiâs apartment.
Mentioning that there was more work to be done a disappointed look crossed her features. Though it was soon replaced with a successful grin as the vampire agreed to stick around with the duo. They cleaned up their table and threw away any trash before heading outside. Wasting no time Kiki got into the passenger seat and buckled herself in, turning back to make sure Kasumi got his seatbelt on. As they were driving Kikis gaze was outside the window like usual, however she was waiting for Stans hand to either grab her own or rest on her thigh. A smile tugging at her lips when she finally felt his hand make its way to her thigh. A gesture she had grown to not only expect but enjoy.
Upon parking at the apartment complex she unbuckled and got out of the car, stretching her arms up in the air. âCake time!â She beamed as the trio walked up the stairs and into her apartment. Throwing her purse down she grabbed both boys hands and dragging them into the kitchen. She proceeded to get out all the cake decorations she had from icings, to sprinkles, fondant, and little cake candies. Laying them out on the counter she grabbed utensils that theyâd need as well. âOkay Kasumi you get to choose how we decorate!â