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It wasn't unusual for Angeal to be so kind. That was just the way he was, the way he always had been.

...but even he was starting to wonder what he had just done.

It wasn't at all that he minded going to visit her--that definitely wasn't the case. He didn't mind seeing her, but.. why now? It was late, yes, but there had been so much on his mind lately that going to see her didn't even make sense. It was completely illogical. Why would he want to burden her with his problems again?

This was going to be nothing but trouble.

Of course, it wasn't as if he could just change his mind. What would it look like if he suddenly said he couldn't show up for some reason or another? That would be even worse.

So when he arrived at her door, there was only one thing he could do. It was too late to turn back. He would see her, and keep her company, and hopefully be distracted of his own problems for at least a little while. Maybe this would be the right thing to do after all?

And he knocked, letting the other know he was finally there.

The knock at the door startled her a little, though what had she expected? He had more manners than to come in without knocking, she knew that much already.

Rising fluidly to her feet, she quickly went to answer the door so she didn't keep him waiting. She opened it, offering a slight welcoming smile. Something seemed off. He seemed... not tired, but not exactly stressed either. Lulu nearly apologized for disturbing him this late, but then again, had he not been the one to offer? He would brush off her apology as unnecessary, this she knew.

Instead, she stepped back, allowing space for him to pass, and offered, "Come in."

He nodded at her, making his way inside. Trying to push those other thoughts aside (not to mention that stupid voice he kept hearing), he dove right into conversation. "I apologize for not bringing anything," Angeal said, looking around a bit idly. He still wasn't sure why he was here, with all the things he'd been stuck thinking about lately. "The thought hadn't crossed my mind until I was nearly here."

That was definitely true, but since when had he been so rude as to forget something like that? It was almost kind of embarrassing.

Oh, whatever.

"How are you feeling?"

Something really was off. Lulu couldn't place it, but she knew there was something. Still, she listened to him speak, all the while leading the way into the living room. Sitting down on her previous couch, she shook her head.

"There was no need to bring anything." This was almost but not quite in the form of a question. Though she was stating a fact, it was apparent that she wasn't quite sure she understood what was going on. At his question, a simple, "I am well."

She considered leaving it at that, but couldn't. "Angeal, what troubles you?"

She'd asked the question he was least willing to answer. Naturally. He hadn't tried to make it obvious, so why did she feel the need to..?

Sigh. What luck he had.

He stood there for a moment before sitting down on the couch as well. It was kind of funny when he thought about it--how the last time he was here, he was lying in that same spot in pain. The circumstances were entirely different this time, and yet he felt even less inclined to talk now. To avoid the topic was probably foolish.

..but he was going to do it anyway.

Angeal shook his head. "My problems are unimportant. I came here to keep you company."

[ooc: I'm not sure whether you meant the same couch as Lulu, or the same one as last time he was here. So I just won't mention it for now. xD;]

...Hmm. This was... new. Although in retrospect, she should have guessed her question would provoke such an answer, perhaps she had been fooled by how open the both of them had been the last time he visited. Then again, though, how well did they truly know one another, even still? Either way, after the initial surprise, Lulu didn't let his shutting her out effect her.

Half of her wanted to tell him his problems were important, especially if they brought him such apparent distress... But she decided against it. It would be no use, to irritate him after he'd come all this way. In the middle of the night...

"I apologize... I shouldn't have had you come. You were simply being polite..." She paused, then shook her head slightly. "It was irrational, at this hour, anyway."

[fffff me and specificity. 8D]

"Irrational, perhaps, but I came because I wanted to," he said, without much thought. It wasn't until after he said it, though, that he wondered how true it was. Why had he made such an offer to begin with?

That's when it occurred to him. Such odd behavior.. something wasn't right. He wasn't sure what it was, although he knew she definitely wasn't the one to blame. He remembered that conversation he'd had with Zack the other day about wanting his mind to remain his own, untouched by the Malnosso.

Of course, he was already familiar with how scientists did things. They didn't care. He'd have to remain alert.

"I suppose I could leave if you wanted, but.. that would be a waste. Don't you think?"

And Angeal hated waste.

[ROFL, and you STILL didn't specify.]

"I never said I wanted you to leave."

The words had come out before she'd really thought them through, and, though they were true of course, she half wondered if she should have kept that one to herself. Either way, the best course of action seemed to be distraction.

"I simply don't want you to feel obligated to be here. I understand that you'd prefer not to talk about it, but you seem... uncomfortable." She paused, then shook her head slightly. "I'm not asking for an explanation, merely explaining my point of view."

[sorry it's short, LJ could crap out again at any time. D:]

[Forgive me, for my mind has been consumed by the cake. Because I'm a horrible person, let's go with.. same couch as her.]

"I don't feel obligated at all," he insisted, shaking his head. "My problems are my own. I don't want to burden you with unnecessary things." That was the closest thing to an explanation that he could offer her without getting into it. His problems were his own, and though he knew it would take time, he'd have to get over everything himself, on his own time.

Angeal couldn't help a little smile, though. The fact that she was concerned, it was kind of a nice feeling.

..wait, it was? Since when was something like that so important, anyway?

"I appreciate your concern, though. It means a lot."

He had a feeling he didn't like whatever it was the Malnosso were doing this time.

At least Lulu was satisfied with this explanation. She nodded in acceptance, not about to question him any further. He already seemed stressed enough. When he smiled slightly, she offered her own in return, though it was no wider than her usual. She wasn't even sure she knew how to grin. That was beside the point, though.

Though things were settled, she still offered: "If it turns out that there's anything I might do to help, please, let me know." And after a few more moments, a realization came to her. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"Of course," was Angeal's reply. He was glad she wouldn't press the issue further, although somehow, he had a feeling it wouldn't last forever. It wasn't right to keep things from others, especially when they were really important to you.

..she was?

He had never considered it until then. She was a friend, of course, but.. it was odd.

Wait, what was odd?

His mind was a mess. Again. Why was he finding it so hard to focus all of a sudden?

Angeal nodded quickly at her offer, hoping maybe this would be an opportunity for him to gather his thoughts. "Please."

On the contrary, Angeal, Lulu didn't intend to press the matter at all. However, she was fairly confident in the notion that he'd come out and tell her eventually, anyway. They understood one another, in a way that didn't even make sense... Perhaps she'd taken it for granted, but she doubted it.

At his affirmative, she stood, stepping past him into the kitchen. She hoped tea would be suitable again, as he hadn't specified which beverage he'd prefer. Thinking on it, tea had a way of soothing nerves, seeping warmth into a troubled heart. Even the similar hot drinks in Spira had done so, though not to the same degree as the flavorful green teas she'd found here.

She boiled some water, remaining in the kitchen as it heated. Something told her it might be preferred. Soon enough, though the water was done. Carefully lifting the teapot off the stove, she grabbed two cups and headed back into the other room, where ~~Angela~~ Angeal was waiting. She set the two cups down, filling them both before handing one to Angeal. With the other, she resumed her former spot on the other end of the couch.

Lulu had returned before he knew it, and he was still as out of it as he had been when he arrived. This feeling was almost unreal.. whatever it was. And somehow, he had a feeling that he was just going to give up trying to understand it, sooner or later.

With a nod, he'd accepted the cup from Lulu and immediately took a drink from it. He really did enjoy having tea with her. Especially when he wasn't coughing up every ounce of blood in his body. There was something nice about it that just felt so warm, as if there was this closeness that they shar--

What?

This was getting really strange. Since when had he been the type to let thoughts like those flood his mind? This wasn't normal at all, and it just made him all the more angrier. Those damn Malnosso..

"Lulu," he said, suddenly. "I'm.. sorry. I'm not feeling quite like myself today."

A warning. It was the least he could do. Considering how he knew the Malnosso to be, he couldn't be sure what would happen to him.. He wasn't even sure what they were doing, but he knew it was them. That was a fact. If something happened.. the blame would be put on him, wouldn't it?

Angeal seemed to be figuring things out... Lulu less so. She'd not been here as long, and hadn't quite been properly warned of the Malnosso's effect on the mind rather than the body.

However, it seemed needless to say that she was having some rather confusing sentiments too. Were she not, she never would have invited him over at this time of night, for one. This... It just didn't make sense, none of it did.

What could be effecting him? And why did it all seem to come tonight?

At his words, she paused, her brow furrowing, though she tried to keep it from being too obvious. Not feeling quite like himself? Was that what explained why he was so upset? What else could it mean? She let the silence stretch a little longer, trying to work things out, before shaking her head.

"It's tonight. I... I don't understand it..."

He nodded a little in agreement. He couldn't quite place what was wrong, but when it came down to it, that was the most logical thing. There was just something about tonight that was odd. But what was it? If only he knew, then maybe he could try and avoid it, and..

But he didn't know. And he couldn't figure it out. And with all those confusing thoughts in his head, and that stupid voice, and this really strange feeling that he couldn't understand.. it was impossible. Maybe he should just leave.

..but that, too, was impossible. He knew better than that. He couldn't just leave her here, alone, especially not after he had worried her like that (because he just had that nagging feeling that he did). Not only that, though, but he didn't want to leave.

That was totally normal, wasn't it? Of course.

Angeal tried to use that to reassure himself. Don't worry too much--you know why you're here. He was still confused, but he had to think of something else. It was the only way to deal with this.

Conversation, he reminded himself. A great distraction. He took another drink of the tea Lulu had prepared, and then, "I don't know if I've ever mentioned this before, but you're.."

And then, he stopped, and made a weird face as he looked down into his cup of tea. What was he just about to say?

"I'm sorry," he added quickly, profusely. Ohh god, how he hoped she wouldn't question him.

She didn't. She wanted too, of course. Not that she wanted to pry or anything, but for some reason, Lulu had a nagging desire to know what he did think of her. For some reason, it mattered, and for some reason, not questioning him on it was likely one of the hardest things she'd done all day. But as I said, she didn't.

"Forgiven," she offered in response, hoping that would at least calm him somewhat. Whatever it was he'd almost said, she got the sense that it was important to him, and equally important that he keep it quiet.

However confusing things were here in the living room, though, she realized she no longer had that nagging paranoia she'd felt while sitting by the window. Lulu stole a glance at Angeal, then returned her gaze to the tea in her hand. It was him, wasn't it? His presence... Nothing could hurt her, now. Somehow, she knew this. Nor would anything hurt him, she decided, her grip on the cup tightening slightly.

Oh look, silence. Perhaps starting a conversation might be a good idea. "I apologize," she offered. "I'm just... It seems I'm feeling unusual, as well. I'm not always this distracted, I assure you." A slight smile, and then... "Tell me about your friends. We already discussed your world..." After all, Lulu reasoned, there were very few people who could resist talking about those they cared about.

"I see."

Oh, thank god. Maybe he wasn't so unlucky after all. But.. she was feeling odd as well?

That didn't stop him, of course, from realizing how awkward he felt and how embarrassed he was all of a sudden. It didn't make sense, and it wasn't fair. Why did he have to be like this here, with her?

"My friends.." Angeal repeated, closing his eyes and taking yet another drink. Maybe this was a good thing to talk about. To think about his friends a little more and to think about her a little less. But the problem was that he didn't really want to stop thinking about her.

..wait, was that it? Was that what was wrong?

"My friends," he said abruptly, deciding he had to say one thing before he ended up saying something else. Before it was too late. "They're here. Sephiroth, a fellow First Class, and Zack, the puppy.." Angeal said, almost thinking out loud. He had to keep himself distracted. No thinking other thoughts. "Except for Genesis. A childhood friend. A bit of a troublemaker, but there was no one I could trust more than him."

Although, maybe 'troublemaker' was a bit of an understatement.

She couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind. Something seemed so... distracting. As if, no matter what he was talking about, he still had his mind elsewhere. Still she listened to him speak of his friends, recognizing both of the first names. She knew Sephiroth, he was... well, not an acquaintance, but not a friend quite either. Zack, she'd only seen and heard of, never actually met. At his description of Genesis, she smiled slightly.

"It sounds rather pleasant... To have such good friends, I mean."

"It was never dull," he replied, nodding slightly at her statement. Although he now had his friends in mind, he was still finding it incredibly difficult to focus. So many memories of being back home with the others, and yet he found he couldn't pick just one out and tell her about it. Why not?

This just wasn't fair.

"Lulu," Angeal said all of a sudden. He wasn't really thinking about it at all - the words just came out. And before he knew it- "Believe it or not, you've done so much for me. I've never met a woman so kind, and.."

...

And he quickly brought the cup of tea back up to his face and took a drink before he could let himself say anything else.

...Wow. He really was feeling strange, it seemed. But then again... so was she. At his words, she took a drink from her own teacup, if only to hide the fact that his words made her smile. And then:

"As I've always told you, Angeal. It has never been any trouble. I would-..." A pause. She thought about what she was going to say. Then, logic seemed to lose the fight, as she finished the sentence. "I would do a great deal more, were you to let me."

She didn't say she'd do anything. No matter how she felt right now, she knew that she wouldn't do anything for him. So long as she lived, her duty would always be with Yuna. But for now... Well, this was bad enough, wasn't it?

This was embarrassing. Embarrassing to the point of absurdity. And he didn't like it at all. He was normally much more confident than this, and if there had ever been a moment when he felt just a little too awkward, he'd have denied all together. But he couldn't just.. ignore her. That was rude, and he wouldn't want her to get the idea that he didn't want to talk to her at all. In fact, if he could, he'd talk to her forever, about every-

Oh, damn. There it went again! But then, Lulu interrupted his thoughts with something that definitely didn't make him feel any better. Would she.. really?

"Th-thank you, Lulu. I'm really glad I had the chance to meet someone like you." Angeal looked the other way as he spoke. He couldn't help feeling sort of.. shy all of a sudden. It was a strange feeling, to say the least. He had always been a relatively quiet person, but.. shy? "And you know that I'd object to nothing."

...

He hated the Malnosso. A lot.

She was looking away, too. Down at her tea. Why were they both acting so strange? It made no sense... Was this truly the Malnosso's doing? Were they able to cause such discomfort between allies?

At his last words, she shook her head, slightly amused. "That can't be true. You barely accepted the aid I've offered thus far." She paused, then added, "Though on the other hand, it seems you've given up on repaying me." Not that she should have reminded him. Perhaps he'd merely forgotten...

"Oh?" he looked up, then, slightly amused. "I've not given up. I decided it might be better to pay you back when you're least expecting it. You wouldn't allow anything else. Right?" That was an honest explanation, too - Angeal still meant to pay her back for what she'd done. She insisted she hadn't done anything at all, but keeping him company during that illness was more than he could have asked for.

He put the cup of tea down on the table next to him, and leaned his head back against the couch a little. He had to try to relax, or else this was going to be a really long night. "You don't want me to pay you back, but you try to help me anyway. I don't want to burden you with my problems, but.. I couldn't deny you forever. You're the kind of person I want to talk to."

Ohh, hell.

She knew it. She knew he'd talk to her eventually. Even as weird as she felt tonight, though, she wasn't the sort to gloat, even in the slightest. She kept silent now, thinking through her next question... Another drink from her tea, in the meanwhile, might hide this resulting smile. She was smiling more, it seemed... Yes, something was definitely wrong.

In response to his words, she asked: "So tell me, then. What troubles you?"

Angeal frowned. Why did he even say that? He'd walked right into it! Why did it seem like just about everything was against him today? He couldn't get out of it now, not after saying something like that.. But was it even safe for him to keep talking? Who knew what else he might say? For the first time in a long while, he really felt completely ridiculous. This just wasn't fair. At. All.

"W-well.. There are many things," he said. That much was true, but they definitely weren't all things he wanted to talk about. He had to find out the answers he wanted on his own, and he knew that. But to make her worry, that would have been an even bigger crime in itself.

He let out a sigh, realizing that he was thinking such a thing, and tried to explain what he could. "I'm a little concerned.. about that Jenova. You've heard of her, right? That.. alien that had arrived here most recently?" Oh, and he had been that close to saying 'monster', too. No, they weren't alike.. they couldn't be. "She caused quite a riot. Her voice. I can hear her in my head. That is.." He paused. This was really a lot to grasp, he was sure of it. But she had asked. "I was born with her cells. In my world, if I remember correctly, she's some sort of calamity set on the destruction of the Planet. Needless to say, the things she says aren't.. really the kinds of thoughts you want in your head."

This wasn't at all what she had expected. What had she expected? She wasn't quite sure, anymore. Jenova... Lulu had known she was trouble. There was something about her, about the commotion her arrival caused. But until now, it hadn't been clear quite why...

Her eyes narrowed. So it wasn't just the Malnosso that had him worried tonight. "In your world... How did they get rid of it?" A little bit less casual this time around, but hey, now she's a little bit worried. Who else was affected? She assumed only beings from his world, but now that Jenova was here... was that still true?

He shook his head, crossing his arms. That was something else that bothered him. Answers. Or, rather, the lack thereof. He didn't seem to know half of the things that his comrades did, and it was a little troublesome. Perhaps it was for the better that he didn't know what the future held in store for everyone, and yet..

"I'm unaware of whatever trouble she's caused. Likely, whatever she's done, it happened long after I died." To say something like that, to be so.. uninformed was not a feeling Angeal liked too much, even though lately, he seemed to be getting used to it. "I don't know very much about her myself. I heard her name for the first time right before.. well. I'm sure you've gotten the idea. Still, knowing that she's capable of mind manipulation.. I'm feeling rather uneasy about the whole thing."

"As am I," she agreed, nearly as troubled as he was by his lack of answers. She was all too aware of how horrible it must be, with both Jenova and the Malnosso in his head... And far quicker than she normally would have, she found herself saying, "Surely there's something I can do?" Though it was quieter, as much to herself as to Angeal. After all, had he not just said he knew nothing? Even if there was something she could do to help him, to at least free him from the voice of Jenova, he'd be unable to tell her.

Normally, she'd have found herself wondering how much of a threat Jenova truly was, to all of Luceti rather than just Angeal. But, odd as it was, she couldn't stop worrying over his part in this.

"I'm.. not sure," Angeal replied simply. He wanted to say he wasn't too worried, but if what had happened before was any indication, he wasn't sure if he could trust himself. Cloud told him not to listen, not to give in, but that was becoming increasingly harder to do when it was there in his head so often. She just seemed to know exactly what it was that got on his nerves. The truth was, he didn't want what happened before to happen again.

"I can't guarantee what will happen. Just.. if I start acting strangely, promise you'll be there for me."

Of course, that wasn't quite what he meant to say, but it was something along those lines. Maybe he wanted reassurance, whatever little she could offer him. Or maybe it was something else? Whatever it was, it didn't really matter anymore.

At this point, Lulu wasn't surprised by his words. Despite how strange she was feeling, though, she knew that they weren't his own. No, perhaps they were, but... Without Jenova and the Malnosso in his head, he wouldn't have said it.

Still, somehow, she found that logic being casually pushed aside, in favor of an unnaturally warm feeling in her chest. "Of course. Have I left room to doubt?" No, she realized, she had left room for doubt. Perhaps she might feel like she'd known him for years, but in truth, they'd only just met, perhaps a month ago. She hadn't had nearly time to prove it... Nor any extreme desire until today.

One more sip of tea emptied her cup, and she gazed into it a moment. Rising to her feet, she stepped over to grab the teapot. It had cooled slightly, but was still hot. Simply no longer the mouth-burning variety of hot. She poured herself another cup, then glanced to Angeal.

"More tea?"

He chuckled softly at her reply. "No, perhaps not. But I thank you." It was strange that she seemed so eager to help him, too. From what they'd spoken about before, she seemed the type to help people normally, but she, too, had probably had that really strange feeling about her. It was the only logical explanation. Even so, he couldn't help feeling at least a little better about it. If she knew, he knew he had someone he could depend on if something happened.

Angeal looked over to the cup he'd left on the table and nodded at her offer. It was nearly empty. He had hardly noticed, though that was reasonable - he'd drunk most of it in a fit to hide his embarrassment, anyway. He was feeling tired, but maybe it was best if he had it, just in case he said anything else stupid.

As he held out the cup, she took hold of the bottom to steady it and poured in some more tea. It only just now occurred to her that he might prefer it with sugar or something of that variety... She had recalled the last time, when he'd seemed perfectly content with the tea as it was. She considered offering now, but it was a little too late for that. Placing the tea back down on the table, she returned to her seat, resisting the strange and rather unprecedented urge to sit just a little bit closer.

It hardly seemed fair that he tell her what she had wanted to know, but she had disclosed nothing herself. After all, she trusted him. As much as he trusted her, if not more. "You've answered my questions... Do you have any of your own? It's only fair."

He immediately took a drink of the tea Lulu had just poured for him and shook his head. "No, that's alright. I've been more than enough trouble already. It wouldn't be right if I bothered you any further." It seemed almost silly to use that as an excuse not to continue that conversation, but truthfully, he was worried. If he kept talking, he might say other things.. things he never realized he'd say out loud, especially to someone he'd only just met. He'd embarrassed himself enough, hadn't he? Maybe, if he was lucky, they'd forget all this even happened to begin with.

Although, he couldn't hope for too much. The Malnosso were hardly very kind.

Still, he came here to keep her company. He had to redeem himself somehow, right?

This week had been... surprisingly pleasing. Despite that things had been off, that the both of them had felt all varieties of weird, there was a new sort of freedom, of understanding. They had been in contact nearly every day this week, and, though nothing more than talking had occurred, by day seven, Lulu was absolutely a hundred percent positive that ~~the Malnosso were messing with her head~~ she cared for Angeal. Not that she'd tell him. That was one thing that even an experiment couldn't jerk out of her.

The two of them were sitting now, on a large stone near Lulu's house, ~~under the pretense of~~ stargazing. They weren't touching, but due to the size of the rock and the cruelty of the mun, they were sitting much closer than they had on the couch on that first day.

"It's strange," Lulu mused, her gaze on the stars. "The moment I'm familiar with one cluster of stars, it seems to disappear."

"Interesting observation," Angeal said, his eyes on the stars as well. Even just being able to do something like this was strange. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been able to just relax and enjoy something like this, least of all with someone else. It was a nice, peaceful feeling, without a doubt. Strange, but he still couldn't help enjoying it anyway. "But even if they disappear.. isn't what's important the fact that they were there to begin with?"

Conversations like these were so much more enjoyable under the stars. Especially when it was with her, for some reason. He'd become used to this feeling - it was hard to fight whatever it was that the Malnosso had done. He thought he didn't mind, but even now, he was surprised by his own actions. And yet, still, he couldn't will himself to stop.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

It had been a great relief, when they'd both just given in to the weirdness. Not that it was a discussion they'd had... No, it had been more of a mutual relaxation. Yet another understanding. That seemed to be what their friendship was based off of, after all. Many layers of understanding. At his last statement, she glanced to him a moment. Not that she was surprised by the strangeness of the statement... More by the degree of casual with which it came out. Usually, he seemed to beat himself up over it, despite their both accepting that things were weird.

So a faint smile crossed her lips, and she agreed, "Yes, it is."

"It's amazing," he went on to say, still with his eyes on the stars. "To have this opportunity, I mean. Back home, I never really had time for stargazing." And that was true - even when he was able to get out of Midgar, he was usually out on a mission, and so if he wasn't busy with one thing, it was certainly something else. Although, the fact that he was so appreciative of it today was strange. Here, he'd had nothing but time to relax. "But.. it's nice. And I'm especially glad to have someone to share it with."

...

He still couldn't believe he was saying these things.

At his words, she found herself smiling slightly. It was unbelievably true, what he said. She doubted she'd ever been happier than she was right now, here under the stars with Angeal. Even the fact that midnight was nearing didn't faze her; staying up late with Angeal had become somewhat of a pastime of hers, after that first night.

But it was her turn to talk, it seemed, and the silence was only stretching longer. After a moment of thought, she offered, "It's... different. I still feel strange, but... I no longer find it so objectionable."

He understood exactly what she was feeling, but acknowledged it with only a nod. This was all strange, all awkward, but there was nothing he could do about it. What was there to say, anyway, when he was doing and saying things he couldn't even help? He'd nearly given up on himself - the only way he knew to handle this was to try and forget it completely. Truthfully, it had been working so far. He found if he didn't try and beat himself up for what he was saying, it turned out to be.. much more enjoyable.

Although, it was still pretty weird, sure. He would try to explain that to her.

"It's not so strange.." he said, pausing to think of the right words. "There is no other person I'd rather be with. I think.. I've grown to like this feeling. Of being with you, I mean."

She couldn't even begin to describe how much the sentiment was returned. It pleased her, that he no longer found this so awkward, so strange... It helped her not to feel so strange, as well. She had never imagined being so close to another again, after how it ended last time...

She found herself amused. "So," she began, almost teasingly. "It seems you have found a way to 'repay' me."

"Oh?" Angeal said, amused. That wasn't quite the response he'd been expecting from her, but it made him smile nonetheless. He turned to look at her, to admire her.. she was so beautiful, it was almost unbelievable. Maybe the Goddess really had smiled upon him after all, like his friend once said. "Perhaps.. I have found a way. The only way I can think of."

Lulu had simply meant this shared company, but the way he spoke, it sounded as if he had something different in mind. On a normal day, she'd have restrained her curiosity, but she and Angeal had been quite open with one another as of late.

So she had to ask. "And what would that be?"

For a moment, he was hesitant - was this right? It wasn't that he didn't like her, of course. He was more worried about how she really felt about him. But maybe none of that mattered. Not now. He knew he'd have to take the only opportunity he'd have.

So, without giving it another thought (it was now or never), Angeal grabbed her hand and moved in and kissed her. It was something even he hadn't expected he'd do, but at that moment, he was completely glad he did it.

Of course she kissed him back. That much was a given, what with how this last week had gone. Of course, it took a moment to get over the surprise, but after that? For sure. It was perfect. Exactly how it was supposed to be. Enough so that, when it was over, she didn't draw back entirely, instead resting her forehead against his.

This was perfect. So right, so-...

No.

Oh no.

Common sense hit her like a load of bricks, and after its absence for the past week, it left her short of breath. The next thing she knew, she was standing, shaking her head slightly. What had she-... But they-...

This wasn't supposed to be happening. It didn't make sense. Angeal...

"I need to go," she murmurred, turning and walking briskly off down the path. Where was she headed? No idea. She just had to go somewhere.

Everything after that had happened so fast. It was almost a blur. He watched her when she stood up and shook her head, and disappeared after she hardly said a few words. She was behaving so oddly all of a sudden.. it hadn't hit him just yet why she was acting that way.

Silence. It was only after she had nearly disappeared completely that it made sense all of a sudden. What happened just now? Did he just..

..ohh god, he did. He did, didn't he?

Suddenly, the Lifestream seemed like a much more comfortable place than this.

Well, there was definitely no point in staying here now. Angeal got up, too, and walked the way to the little place he called home, and he hoped dearly that his friend would be asleep and wouldn't dare question where he was tonight.

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ilytrap.

Pffft.

You reject my affections? D:

What are these 'affections' you speak of? :|

...I said ILY. You seemed skeptical.

Ahaha. I was kiddingggg. xDD

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As if 'Angeal' was a manly name to begin with.

Well, my favorite TV show's manly man protagonist is named Angel, so I was willing to give it a shot

We appreciate the effort, then. xD

Was tempted to have her look slightly confused, but reply, "...So are you?" xD;

L-LOL. And then he'd leave and we'd never see him again.

xD; Next time they meet: "...Hi. Changed my name to Manlydude." rofl

A-AWWW. xD

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rofl speedtagging

We're CRAAAAZY. >D

... DEAD.