“Well if it’s nothing then why don’t you move?” Eve asked sweetly.

“Because…. well.. I.. like it here..” Dante stubbled, the lamest excuse he’d ever heard.

Eve shrugged and went to sit on his desk. She started rummaging through his stuff, minding her own business. Finally Dante walked over to her. She glanced up at him, and noticed the picture he had been hiding.

Her fingers rose slowly to cover her mouth as a gasp escaped her lips. Dante knew she had seen the drawing and hoped she wouldn’t bolt.

“I’m really sorry!” Dante practically yelled, trying to explain, as Eve rose from the desk.

“Don’t be.” Eve stated. “She.. she is beautiful..” She muttered, as she traced the drawn girl’s slender arms down to her finger tips.

“So are you.” Dante whispered from behind her. Just as he said that, she noticed the name written in the bottom corner.

“That…that’s me?” Eve breathed.

“The prettiest girl I know.” Dante whispered. Eve turned and threw her arms around Dante. Then, she kissed him.