This is my first series fanfiction. I modeled that main character guy after myself a little...okay, almost entirely after myself. Besides the fact that he's 23 and knows how to drive, he's almost exactly like me XD. The pre-existing characters such as the Demon Sisters were watered down a bit because in this universe they can't transform their clothing into weapons. I do hope you enjoy this series, I'm planning on it having 10 or so chapters. Like I said, enjoy! XD

My name is Jake Coleson. I was born and raised here in the Daten City. I'm sitting here at a booth table in a fancy restaurant and I don't even know why. I felt out of place sitting in the booth table alone. I didn't like the idea of blind dates. Just the word "blind" in the title didn't sound right, yet here I was wasting my Saturday evening waiting for whoever the fuck I was meeting. I felt stupid just staring at the empty seat across from me. I heard the restaurant door chime open and I looked over. With my mind blown I saw a sexy demon girl walk in. She had whitish-blue hair put up in a high ponytail. She was wearing glasses, a wide-shouldered purple T-Shirt, short-shorts, and black kneesocks. A red horn coming up from her hair. Whoever the lucky bastard was that was meeting, he had to either be rich or ridiculously handsome. I turned back to the seat across from me, empty as ever. Fuck it, I'm leaving, I thought. I was about to leave when I heard an "Ahem" from behind me. I turned around to see the self-same demon girl that had just walked in standing right in front of me.

"Excuse me," she asked, readjusting her glasses, "are you Jake Coleson?" I couldn't fucking believe it. This couldn't possibly be the woman I was supposed to meet. I pulled myself together and answered.

"Yes, so you must be Kneesocks," I said.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you," she said extending her hand. I could see a small fang in her teeth

"Nice to meet you, as well," I said shaking her hand. Even though we just met, she was acting a little formal for the moment. A hug or something would've been cool, but she went with a handshake?

"Well, uh, let's have a seat, shall we," I said.

"Thank you," she said.

"What would you like to drink," the waitress asked.

"Can I get a Budweiser," I told her.

"One Budweiser," the waitress repeated, "and you, miss?"

"Could I get a martini," Kneesocks said.

"Dirty," the waitress asked. Kneesocks chuckled.

"Filthy, lots of olives," Kneesocks said. Damn, I thought, she trying to get drunk. The waitress left and I got straight to mingling/

"So, where you from," I asked.

"Hell, as you can no doubt tell," she said with a smile. I felt a little reassured seeing as she wasn't totally bored meeting me, "What about you?"

"I was born and raised here," I said returning her smile, "it's not the nicest city but it's not a complete shithole either." She laughed a little. Her smile and the way she laughed was really hot.

"So what kinda stuff you like," I asked.

"I like going to the beach, seeing movies," she said as our drinks arrived, "and going out for a drink." She said taking as sip from her martini.

"So what kinda movies you like," I asked.

"I like action movies," she said happily as though it was nothing. I, on the other hand, was caught off guard and was attracted immediately, "y'know, guts, gore, gun fights, fighting."

"That's awesome," I said with a smile. This girl was getting better and better.

But, uh," she started with a blush, "I do like cuddling in with a romantic-comedy." She looked into my eyes when she said this. I almost choked a little on my beer. When do you meet a girl who can watch someone getting their head shot off in one instance and snuggle watching a romance movie in another. This blind date was actually looking up. As we continued talking, we kept getting drink after drink. She was kind of a lightweight cause she got full drunk after her third drink. She looked so incredible even in her inebriated state. It was funny and cute how she slurred a couple of words every few sentences. I wasn't thinking it openly, but in the back of my mind there was one rather ungentlemanly thought I kept pondering. Was there a chance I'd get lucky? I felt a little bad about possibly taking advantage of her, but she was just too irresistible. Her gorgeous yet drunkenly blush face, her bust which I had come to the conclusion were most likely C's, and every time one of her kneesock-clad legs brushed against mine I felt like I'd faint. I was a pervy bastard for thinking it, but all I wanted was this girl in my bed.

"H-hey," she said, totally drunk, "my house is a lil' far from'ere. Could I crash at yur place?"

"Uh, yeah sure," I said, a little less drunk than her, "my apartment's not far from here." I helped her out of her seat, cause was practically shit-faced...and it was hilarious. She laughed at something every minute or two and that made me laugh. She clung to me as I walked her to my apartment. I can't believe I'm doing this, I thoughtto myself shamefully, I can't believe I'm doing this. But I hope it goes my way.

Well, Jake's taking Kneesocks home on the FIRST, BLIND DATE. Not to mention that her foxy body is too much for the poor 23 year old to resist and she's drunk and defenseless. Where could this POSSIBLY be going? I think it's safe to say there's gonna be some fucking in the next chapter. Until then, please leave a review and check out my other fics. Thanks, l8rs! ;D