Meeting 'God'. [Raito]

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

To-Oh, he couldn't say he knew the campus by heart, but he remembered the faces he saw every day. The odd looks he had gotten for the cloths he wore, and the slight accent in his voice, not to mention he was quite young. He wouldn't let them get to him. After all he was better than, per se.. Most of the students here.

The sound of his fast paced footsteps rang in his head, each sounding more distant than the last. An abrupt halt put a cease to that annoying sound, or rather.. Was it soothing? He couldn't tell, all he knew was that noise sounded odd repeating in his head. Cobalt orbs looked up, a few inches from his face had been a wall. Odd, he didn't remember there being a wall here.. Maybe his mind had started to play those dirty tricks on him again.

A slow right turn and he would find himself a bench. A nice peaceful place to sit, setting his purple folder beside him, both hands grabbing on to the scarf he had around his neck and pulling it over his mouth. It wasn't particularly cold, but his body always felt cold, producing a slight numbness with this cold. He tried to use the material from the scarf to make his body slightly warmer, although this trick didn't seem to be working very well.

Now, the only plan was to wait for this kid, that apparently was supposed to show him around the school.. Or at least help him, thats what the teachers had told him. His free right hand shoved into his pocket pulling out a piece of paper with the words Yagami, Raito on it, This was the kid. A raise in his eyebrow and a low hiss in the back of his head. Pathetic, taking help from another kid.. Simply pathetic.

A slow rumble in his stomach, it was breakfast.

[Yagami Raito]

Yagami Raito was not particularly pleased with his current situation. He had to show some student around school - explain the ropes, direct him to where his classes would be, help him around the cafeteria, basically anything the kid would want help or assistance with Raito would be the one doing it. Any questions the kid would have, Raito would be trying to answer.

Normally, such things as this wouldn’t have been a problem for him. At least a year or so ago they wouldn’t have been. Raito had been used to doing this sort of thing back in high school, where he’d helped transfer or exchange students get caught up in classes, or he’d show them around the school and do basically what he was expected to do now. But now… well, he’d rather be doing other things. Raito’s own classes didn’t start until later in the morning, so he planned on catching breakfast right after meeting whoever it was he was supposed to meet. Zetsu Andou, he recalled from the note he’d received, though he hadn’t taken it with him to double check. Raito wasn’t worried, though. He had an excellent memory, so he was fairly certain that the name he believed he knew was correct.

Raito sighed, listening to the sound of his own dress shoes echoing slightly as he made his way around the campus, to the meeting place he’d been told to go to. Raito knew the campus fairly well… certainly well enough to easily show around some kid. He didn’t know every inch of it by any means, but obviously the dean thought he knew it well enough to show some kid around. Raito hadn’t even believed they still did such things in university… he must be some guy from out of the country or something. His name certainly didn’t seem Japanese, though Raito never placed much merit on the way a name sounded. He supposed he’d just have to find out, and if he felt like it maybe Raito would try and work the other student for information regarding himself. After all, he was entitled to knowing something, so perhaps his little protégé would think the same way. Raito was the one giving up his valuable time. He could be eating his own breakfast at this very moment, sitting at home, and contemplating his next move against crime.

Evidently, he was not in a very pleasant mood, and if someone would have asked, Raito would have gone ahead and said that he didn’t feel much like himself. He liked to have a routine, and was never pleased when something went out of its way to ruin it. His routine was more important than ever now. Raito never had had to come to school so early to show someone around in high school, so that made the situation even worse for him. But he supposed the whole circumstance had its own merits… perhaps the other student would turn out to be worth something even more. Perhaps some interesting discussion regarding ‘Kira’ would come up. A potential supporter? Perhaps. Though that could also just be wishful thinking on his part, hoping that somehow this would work out well.

Suddenly, the bench he believed he was supposed to meet at came into view, and he saw someone sitting there wearing a scarf. That was odd… Raito couldn’t have possibly expected to meet with someone wearing a scarf. The temperature didn’t seem cold to Raito, and he felt fine just wearing a light blazer. Hmm… well, perhaps this person was indeed from somewhere else, and was used to a warmer climate. That could certainly be the case, and it was quite logical and could easily sum up the whole situation. He wasn’t going to go with this thought completely, as there were always other ideas and reasons for such things.

“Hello.” Raito said to the student, “are you Andou-kun, by any chance?” He was careful in the way he addressed the other, being sure to maintain politeness and he even shifted his posture – placing his hands in his pockets, keeping his weight even, his shoulders square. He also was sure to make eye contact, should the situation present itself to do so. He was going to wait for the other student to say something or suggest something before he went any further with this, though he was aware he hadn’t eaten yet and that his mind wouldn’t be quite as sharp as it normally was, at least until later in the morning when he’d be given the chance to wake himself up completely.

OOC:: Sorry, kinda sucks XD

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

<sub>He didn't have to wait in that spot for long until he saw someone that looked like this 'Yagami Raito' everyone would talk about. Someone nicely dressed, someone who could obviously show everyone up if they had wanted to. And his assumption was right, at least no one would ever approach him unless one had a reason to.

Halfway gloved fingertips moved along the bench, and over the folder. Cobalt eyes looked up to Raito, his so called Saviour from boredom, The one person he hated how cheery he was. Lets see if you'll still be smiling when I get done with you.. Worm... Stop it Zetsu.. Don't let it show. He had no real reason to hate someone, but he would never grow attached to the people he met.. Never.

Flashing back his own, half hidden smile from under his scarf. "Yes, and you must be Raito." His tone would be equally as cheery as the others, even if he was hiding other feelings... Those of which would linger in his eyes, being barely noticeable. " I suppose you are here to show me around, or at least thats what I've been told." Hey, he was doing particularly good in this conversation, well he hadn't began to wonder into the direction of 'Kira' questions, That would just kill the cheery mood, or so he thought. He couldn't guess what peoples views were on kira,being the reclusive person he was he didn't get a lot of social activities.. At the most maybe a few sentences with his dad, or even the moment he had gotten chattery with is sisters best friend. Oh, those where the days he liked to remember.

He stood up, slightly slouched, and both hands placed on the fabric of his purple scarf as he pulled it further over his mouth. His eyes looked down for a moment. "Where shall we start..." Then back up to the boy in front of him. "Raito kun~" His words purred out. Zetsu was content on the inside.

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[Yagami Raito]

Raito studied the boy with guarded eyes. Okay… definitely not exactly what he’d expected. The posture of the boy bothered Raito for some reason, for he felt that a bad posture showed a lack of character. Yet he was here to do what he believed to be nothing more than a job… and one that he felt obligated to perform only due to the status he held at the university. He wished to do nothing that would tarnish his reputation, and a request such as the one he was about to do seemed the sort that a refusal would not be in order.

“I certainly am.” Raito nodded, in response to being asked of his name. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond next? Say that he’d been told to show the other student around? Perhaps he shouldn’t phrase it exactly that way… “That’s what I was planning to do,” Raito shrugged slightly, still keeping a friendly look on his face. This encounter seemed awkward to Raito, though he couldn’t quite place why… no reason seemed evident to him. Hmm... he’d just have to try and continue it the best he could, even if he wished to be elsewhere and doing other things. Perhaps it was merely the fact that the scarf covered the boy’s mouth that bothered him. Raito was always more comfortable when he could see a person’s full expression.

Raito continued to keep his gaze directed on the boy, looking away occasionally and then back again, not wanting to stare at the boy too hard. While Raito new that keeping him under his gaze was entirely pointless, he wasn’t quite certain where to go past the introduction. He’d never really made a plan for showing him around, seeing as it had been given short notice, and it hadn’t actually occurred to him to do so. He’d shown kids around school before, just not the university… perhaps a game plan of some sort would have been beneficial to him, and help it go along faster and smoother, but it was too late for that so all he could do was mentally kick himself and maintain the pleasant tirade he was putting up for Zetsu. Raito didn’t really care whether Zetsu was the sort to appreciate a friendly approach or not… all that mattered was that he keep his image the same as always.

So… as for where to start, Raito wasn’t sure either, but he certainly couldn’t really expect Zetsu to have any particular idea in that respect. “Well, is there a sort of area you’d like to see first?” Raito looked at the boy carefully at this, rather unsure due to the way the boy had said his name. He was by no means intimidated, but certainly not entirely trusting. Was it just him or was something seemingly off? Everything about the other student seemed strange to Raito now, like it was impossible for him to imagine the boy being normal in any sort of way. Raito resisted the urge to shake his head and instead nodded in front of him. “If you like, we can move in this direction to begin with,” he was gesturing toward the main entrance, where he figured it would be easier to begin the tour and figure out where he wished to proceed to first if Zetsu had no particular desire to go to some specific area to start with.

ooc: sorry it's short and sucky again XD but I figured I owed you a post after so long, and I wasn't sure what else to include.