“So here we are! Kapnos Restaurant!” Niall beamed at her. The two were at a restaurant in U street, the site for their first date. “I love how we can’t get good Japanese food in D.C., so we settle on Greek out of the blue like this.” The accountant grinned. “Hey, it’s delicious Greek food, and that’s what matters most.” The violinist pointed out. “Touche.” She winked at him as the two walked into the dimly lit restaurant. “Hi, for how many?” The hostess, a young woman with auburn hair wearing a dark dress looked up at them. “I have a reservation for two under Niall?” “Oh, yes. Right this way.” The hostess pointed them to the direction of their table as she proceeded to lead them there. It was a small wooden table, candle lit, in the corner of the dining room. It was an intimate space, where they were secluded from the rest of the area. “Enjoy your dinner. Paige is your server. She will be right over to pour you guys some water and take your orders. Here are your menus. Have a wonderful night.” The hostess walked back to her stand in the front of the restaurant. “Have you ever been to any restaurants by Mike Isabella before?” Niall looked at her curiously. “I would honestly have no idea. I don’t really keep up with the culinary scene in D.C.” Namie sighed. “What?! But you’re in the hospitality industry! Tsk, tsk. You should know these things.” Niall shook his head jokingly. “Meh, I never handled food and beverage. That seems to be more of your department.” She pointed out, while Niall rolled his eyes at her. “Well, for your information, he owns like a ton of restaurants in the area and competed on some cooking shows. But he’s not the focus here tonight. We’re here to get to know more about each other.” He smirked, looking at her. “Well, what do you want to know? How my father is a white elitist Mormon asshat, or how he sort of extorted my Japanese mother into a green card marriage so that she could stay in America in exchange for her free will and choice of religion?” “Wow. Well, that’s a shitty childhood you’ve lived.” Niall frowned. “I’m sure you’ve lived a better one. Your parents, they’re probably not trainwrecks like mine, right?” “They’re dead.” That immediately shut Namie up.
“Alright, so I will be back with your orders.” Paige nodded, walking away. Niall and Namie had just received their drinks and placed in their orders. “So my father is Japanese and my mother is Spanish. They met in Japan while my mom was there for business. She was an artist opening a gallery in Tokyo, and he was a businessman attending the gala that was being held in her and several other artist’s honors. From there, they got married and decided to move to America to raise a family. I was born in Boston, Mass General Hospital, and so was my little sister, Kimmy.” He started. “Wait, enough of your backstory. Your parents are dead?! When did this happen?” Namie gasped, still in disbelief. That was a very awkward thing to say on a date, but at the same time, she could somewhat appreciate how upfront and truthful he was being with her. “Well, that happened over ten years ago. It was a car accident. But that’s been in the past for a while now. Don’t feel bad. I’ve been over it for a while now.” He assured her. “I’m so sorry. I must have sounded like a major bitch, complaining about my parents to you like that.” She shook her head, still feeling guilty about what she said. “It’s fine. It’s not like my parents being dead make your parents better by comparison. If they are awful people, then they’re awful people. You can’t just wave a magic wand and change that about them.” He reasoned. “And if your dad is this manipulative person from what I’m gathering, you have every right to dislike him, okay?” It was at that moment that Namie felt like it was the right choice, going on a date with Niall. He genuinely understood her. “Thank you for getting where I was coming from. And you’re right. But this date is not the place for me to complain about my asshole father, alright? We can talk more about that later. For now, I think it’s awesome that we’re both Hapa.” She giggled. “Yeah, Hapa power for the win!” He agreed as they toasted with their glasses.
“Oh my god! This place has a piano!” Walking around the city, the two stumbled upon the W D.C., which was a sister property in Namie’s company. Going inside, they noticed the large piano sitting in the almost gaudily decorated lobby. “Hmmm… well when in Rome, do as the Romans do.” Niall smirked, going up to the piano. “Wait, you’re going to play it in the middle of the lobby on a Saturday night?” She raised an eyebrow skeptically. “Yeah, of course.” He chuckled, pulling up the fallboard and sitting on the bench. “Hold up, I thought you were a violoncellist. How do you know how to play the piano?” She frowned. “Because I’m just a man full of hidden talents.” He chuckled, cracking his knuckles before he started playing. It took a second for her to realize, but Niall was playing Treasure by Bruno Mars. “Treasure! That is what you are!~” He hummed while winking at her. Sitting down next to him, she was mesmerized. She had yet to actually see Niall perform, so this was just enchanting. The way he was able to effortless create such a harmonious beat, and how this music was just gliding off of the keys as he played them, she was impressed. “How did you think?” He smiled at her as he stopped playing. “Encore, encore!” Several of the guests in the lobby started cheering for him. “You’re something else, Niall.” She laughed. “Oh?” “It was incredible. Normally, I’d think that a guy serenading me publicly like that would require seven shots of vodka and an entire keg of beer, but you managed to pull it off perfectly. Consider me charmed.” She grinned at him.
“I can’t believe we’re actually able to see his first ever concert! I wonder if your man is as good as you say he is.” Claire laughed. “I’m sure if he is as good a musician as he is good-looking, you’ll be in good hands.” Wei smirked. “Sh! There is a child present!” Namie frowned, referring to Kimmy sitting next to the three. “I’m not a child! I’m 13 years old, motherfuckers!” “Kimmy! Saying curse words doesn’t make you more of an adult. If anything, it shows how immature you actually are.” Wei frowned at her, as the teen held her head in shame. “Now behave yourself or else I’m going to tell your brother everything that happens tonight.” “Okay….” Due to the level of intense respect and admiration she held for Wei, Kimmy would do anything to impress her or stay on her good side. “Good. Now let’s focus on the main reason why we’re here.” Claire smiled. They were attending Niall’s first concert as a official member of the D.C. Concert Orchestra. It was exciting to say that they actually knew one of the musicians who were playing. “Can we even see which one he is?” Claire whispered to Namie as they started playing. “Honestly… no idea. But we’re here to support him, and that’s exactly what we’re doing.” She shrugged. Despite not being able to tell where Niall was on the stage from how far back in the concert hall they were sitting, she was still enjoying the music. While she wished that she could hear just Niall playing, she knew that this was his dream, and she wanted to be supportive of him. Especially after hearing about the very incident that caused him to be left taking care of Kimmy from the young age of 14.