Day 1 - Rice cakes that make you fall in love

I rang his door bell and waited with wearing the bestest of my outfit and making the bestest of my moms own recipe of Rice cakes.

Reminder - it should be eaten hot!

There was no response, so I rang the bell again. And again.And again.Until eventually he HAD to open it up for me.

Just as the door swung open, Jellal shone in my eyes like an idol or a diamond or a really expensive jewellery set, although he he had his hair disheveled and his eyes were droppy, it didn't matter cause he looked handsome in many manner. That's the thing about Jellal, he can rock any look.

"Why are you here so early in he morning? And why is your nose bleeding? Just get out of here." He said and quickly shut the door again. I even heard a dozen sounds of locking and sealing and taping.

I touched my nose and saw that it was bleeding...so it happens when you see your crush or imagine too much huh.

Swiftly tossing two tiny rolled up tissues up my nose, I rang the door bell again.

"IF YOU LET ME IN I MIGHT ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS!"

"answer now or leave. I need to sleep and I won't let you in. Have you even checked what time it was before coming here like a stalker?"

I looked down at my wrist and saw that it was only 7 in the morning. Well not a big deal since I wake up at this time and open up the store but for today I'm going to delay it for an hour since my life is more important that others trying to buy cup noodles for lunch.

"YEA I KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS. AND I CAME HERE TO GIVE YOU SOMETHING. SOMETHING THAT WILL MAKE YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ME! PLUS DID YOU FORGET? DAY ONE STARTS TODAY!"

There was no answer for two long seconds, but then there were sounds of unlocking, and unsealing and untaping and the door swung open again, with only Jellal's head popping out this time.

"Fine give me whatever you want to give and shoo away." He took out his hand from behind the door and indicated me with his eyes to hand over the bag of rice cakes I was holding.

"No, only if you let me come in."

That's the deal lads. Go in or go home.

He groaned loudly and kicked the door open before turning around and walking as far away from me as he could.

I patted myself for being stubborn and walked inside his typical looking apartment.

"You live alone?" I asked.

He had stopped in the kitchen, near the table.

"I thought you might know since you stalk me everyday." He crossed his arms.

"Not everyday. Thrice a week."

My mom said that to bloom a relationship into the most beautiful flower, you need to be honest and keep no secrets. That's what I'm going to do.

"Just...will you leave already? I have work to do in another two hours and Im trying to get as much sleep as I can." He clocked his tongue.

"Why are you acting so irritated, gee.." I placed the bag of rice cakes on the table and grinned."You have to eat it  enforce it gets cold!"

"Huh? You want me to eat it now?"

"That's what I mean by 'eating before it gets cold!'"

"I won't eat it now!"

"Why not?!"

"Because I'm damn sleepy and I don't eat things given by strangers and I haven't even brushed my teeth!"

"Okay first of all mister, I'm not a stranger, second, so what if you haven't brushed? I eat without brushing all the time and it doesn't hurt, and third, maybe if you eat the rice cakes your sleep will vanish right away by its delicious taste and you will eventually hold my hand and beg me to make more for you and-"

"Woah hold on there lady." He sighed. "I better eat these cakes than hear your annoying voice any longer."

"That's rude." I frowned.

"Yea? Well if you want me to become your boyfriend, you have to get used to it cause I get meaner and meaner by each day. Can you handle that?" He smirked.

"Pfft, that's like eating a piece of cake for me cause I have met several dozens guys like you already and I know how to set them just right." I smirked back.

Wordlessly, he took out the rice cakes and then lifted off the lid. Colourful cakes awaited him to get inside his tummy and work their love magic.

"Looks eatable." He uttered and chose a random color, but I knew he would choose blue since he likes blue and I don't think you should ask me how I know that he likes blue because I just do.

I waited eagerly and patiently for his reaction as in my eyes, he slowly bit into the hot cake.

Is he gonna like it? Will my love work out? Will he kiss me after eating it?

"Erza scarlet...these are the best rice cakes I have eaten in my entire life.." Jellal looked at me, with eyes that showed love towards me. With eyes of happiness and joy.

"Oh Jellal..it's because I made them while thinking of you."

"Erza, will you marry me so that I can eat these delicious rice cakes everyday?"

"Is that even a question to ask Jellal? Of course I will-WHOA!" When suddenly I felt my body being lifted in air.

Jellal had picked me up bride-style and began walking to somewhere I was unsure of. Maybe...to his..to his...Gosh, I think my nose is bleeding again...

And then my body was put down again and Jellal looked at me. Impassively but it's okay as long as he's looking right at me.

"Those were the worst rice cakes I have eaten in my entire life." He said.

"Eh?" My dreamy eyes shot open and the two tiny tissues blew out from my nose.

"But didn't you say just now that those were the best rice cakes you have ever eaten in your life?!"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking? I suggest you leave now before I call the police, and believe me. I won't hesitate." He closed the door, and seriously it wasn't his room he was taking me in, it was to throw me out his apartment, but then he opened the door again. "And you dare ring the bell again." He threw the bag of rice cakes outside and closed the door shut, locking it once.

"What the-YOU COULD AT LEAST HAVE KEPT THE RICE CAKES INSTEAD OF GIVING IT BACK TO ME! I KNEW YOU LIKED THEM YOU JUST DIDN'T HAVE THE GUTS TO SAY IT COWARD!"

I angrily picked up the bag and rang his door bell several times.

"I WON'T GIVE UP!"

There was no response, and I didn't expect any so eventually, I had to leave before anyone else calls the police that a crazy lady was outside someone's apartment and yelling weird stuff.

I wonder why my moms rice cakes didn't work out because as far as I know I made them just right. I knew I should have tasted them, dammit.

Hm...I wonder...the reason for dads divorce...was it her rice cakes?