When he heard the other didn't care his hopeful ruby coloured eyes focused on the image of other's face that crystal was projecting. Then he blushed softly, the compliment he heard from the other male making him blush. In his confusion and slight embarrassment he didn't ask why Astoth would know that he was talented and how the hell he could see the pieces done by him. When the male asked him liked that to join him and added the bright smile in the end how Makiro was supposed to say no to it?
"O-okay. If you think it would be alright... though I don't have too much money so I can't afford too expensive place", he said, a bit shy about the whole thing but feeling better anyway.

Astoth saw the moment of confusion on Makiro's face and realized he slipped up. "don't worry you arnt going to paying for anything." he said smiling when he saw the young demon was blushing " I asked you out so dinner is on me. And don't feel embaressed your young.......I'm much much ol....I've been around longer then you so i have had more time to build up my fortune, I'm sure one day you'll be well off as well." he said trying to make Makiro feel better. He was accually very happy Makiro agreed to go out with him......Makiro Belonged to him anyway but it was nice to hear him say yes of his own accord.

Oh? He wasn't paying? Not like he really would want to but was that alright. Makiro then smiled softly and nodded his head. It was nice to hear Astoth saying all that. And then it clicked, making the white haired demon blush up to the tips of his ears.
"I-is.. that a date?", he asked, obviously stunned by the idea then putting himself down in his own mind after realising he asked that aloud.
After all why Astoth would want to ask someone like him on a date? Surely he had some pretty lady that... and... and rich... and.. Makiro's mind got more and more chaotic.

He was a little taken back by the question, had he misread the situation? "Well....I was hoping so....." he said dissapointment clear on his face. The disappointment vanished from his face and a very serious look took its place "I'll be forward with you because it's just who I am. I think your very cute and I like what I've seen from our short interaction, I like you and yes I'm asking you out on a date." he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"O-oh.. Really?", he asked, obviously shocked and then smiling shyly and nodding his head. "Th-then let's try and have that date. I don't have much experience with that so I'm really sorry for all mistakes I probably will make. B-but I will try not to. What should I wear? Is that restaurant very elegant?"
The small demon also thought that Astoth was very handsome but somehow it would be very strange to say something like that aloud. It was fine, right, to not to say that? That and some other thoughts swirled in Makiro's mind as he was thinking randomly about this and that, still everything concerning date or the other demon.

He smiled widely, he didn't read the situation wrong. "it is very elegant but you wear whatever you feel comfortable wearing. And don't be nervous, honestly I don't think in my entire life I've ever been on a date either......everyone finds me too intimidating to even have a conversation with me." he said laughing outloud and then sighing realizing how true that statement was. But this was the first time he accually wanted someone to like him. "I'll pick you up in two hours. So where do you live? I need to know where to go when I come get you" he over course knew where Makiro lived, his informant had given him that information when he gave him Makiro's job location......but he couldn't let the young demon know that.

"Oh... That's not very nice of me but...", Makiro paused and then added softly. "Would it be fine to have that dinner tomorrow? I don't feel well right now and wouldn't want to make you caught whatever it is. So would be tomorrow good too?"
That asked he fell silent, feeling like he could hurt the male by saying that and hoping that wasn't the case and that Astoth would understand. Then he sneezed loudly, some of the white bangs falling on his face only for the soft hands to brush them away.

He wasn't used to not getting his way and he wasHe was furious he wanted to kill someone.....and he would without a question......someone was going to die tonight. He didn't let the anger show instead he smiled "that's fine I totally understand....... You get some rest I want you to be perfectly healthy for tommorow so we can have a good time." this was bothering him more then he would have expected.....this is why he never allowed himself to make any connection to others.....what was this feeling? It wasn't anger.....it wasn't dissapointment....was this what being sad felt like? He took a deep breath and pushed that out of his head "alright I should let you go you need plenty of rest." he said hesitating, he didn't want to be rude and end the conversation just like that.

The other seemed to be disappointed, at least that was what it seemed to the demon, and he squirmed on the bed a little, not sure what he could do to make the male feel better.
"But tomorrow... I mean... uhm... it's not like I don't want to go with you.. and uhm... it's not an excuse, really!", said Makiro, figuring out it totally could sound like that to the other male and fidgeting slightly on the bed. "I'm bad in making excuses anyway... and I kind of don't make them... so..."

How could he tell he was upset? Usually he could hide his emotions easily.....but he had never really had this kind of situation so he really shouldn't expect his war stratagys in hiding weaknesses To work in a situation like this "its ok really I don't think your making an excuse.....and don't worry about upsetting me please.......I'm used to everyone else worrying about that...but I don't want to get that from you." he said calmly shaking his head. "So for now I will take my leave for now and will wait to hear from u tommrow." he said smiling "good night and sleep well Makiro." he said before ending the conversation. The rage returned and he made his way to the dungeon to relieve some of his anger.