An: Sooo...this idea has been pestering me for a while now, but I didn't want to put it up until I finished some stories. XD I've done Drama/Romance with comedy, but comedy was not one of the main two genres.
This will be an attempt at comedy, especially with Leon's character. We'll see how this goes...
Note: Set after the series.
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It was an ordinary day for Leon Oswald.
He woke up, read the newspaper, grabbed a cup of café au lait from a French inspired coffee shop, and then headed to the gym near his place.
He was aware that the Kaleido Stage had one, but he was uncomfortable going to that one.
He did try it out once. There were many accidents that day due to people gawking at him and losing focus. The dance instructor had been in there at the time, chided the teens for not concentrating. When a student whined and pointed over at Leon as the cause of the distraction, the instructor huffed and whirled around to see, his dyed pink hair bouncing a little as he turned.
"You're excused," came the man's breathy reply upon seeing Leon.
Leon had walked out at that point. He didn't want there to be a problem with the instructor.
He had enough trouble with the teens.
The solution to sign up to a gym worked for the most part. He stayed over by the heavy weights so he was not around the female population as often, not that some of the males didn't look.
No, being stared at wasn't the issue.
Leon sat up from his bench pressing and grabbed his sweat towel. He softly cursed when he accidently made eye contact with the young woman on the bench press next to him.
She smiled. He turned his head.
"Hi there," came a feminine voice. His shoulders slumped a little at his failure to ward off the initial communication, but the gesture had been so slight that the woman had not seen it.
"...Hn."
She didn't note his detached response, instead his long silver hair caught her eye. "I've never seen that color before," she gushed, "How do you keep your hair so tangle free?"
He gave a slow blink, not understanding the question. I shower and then brush it.
Didn't she do that as well?
When the seconds ticked off and he did not respond, she cleared her throat. "Well, this has been interesting, but I got to go now. Maybe we can talk over some tea or something later today?"
He blinked again. Why on earth would he go with a complete stranger to get a beverage? Should she hold my hand as well in case I dart out into the street? he caustically thought. He was an adult; he could get a drink by himself without a nanny there. Did he give the impression of incompetence?
At his chilling look, she quickly stood up and then left, unnerved by him.
Staring was not his issue.
Interacting with females, on the other hand...
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AN: I just had to make this after reading and writing Leon as a guy that knows what he's doing when it comes to women. XP