One time, at the mall...

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

Framed! You little-- The hissing voice in his mind would spit out obscenities while the boy on the outside would try to maintain his composure. She had been on to him, but what had given him away? The helping hand, or the deceit in his eyes. Of course, this is where he would bring his slight acting skills into play.. He had learned a thing or two from the books he has read.

"Would you have rather me left you on the floor...?" Not the best thing to say at the moment, but he had been slightly amazed at how well she could keep herself up... I mean after she had fallen asleep like that. A small huff brushed past his teeth, and he stood up. "What could I possibly gain from you?" The words in the sentence were exaggerated, and drug out to make him seem more childish, or have a whiny teenager effect. Maybe it would throw her off from her assumption... But it would be hard, she seemed to be paranoid, or tightly wound.... One that would be able to create an assumption and stick with it, of course her assumption being right... Although this was all just a guess.

His teeth seized his lower lip again, and his hands pulled up his scarf. Could he taste iron? His lip had started to bleed.

[leroxycloxy]

"Do not get me wrong; I am very grateful that you helped me up," Beige began, "but I managed to gain the impression that you want some benefit from that moment. That's all." Beige stood fully erect now, brushing away dust and dirt and the sort. However, the sound of the whiny voice caught Beige's attention for the moment. She resorted her thoughts before answering:

"What benefit? Well, I'm not entirely too sure." Beige than lowered her voice. "Possibly something Kira related. Then again, what do I know." Beige shrugged idly.a

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

Ah, funny how 'kira' could be the center of this meeting, the center of this conversation... And the center of this boys interests at the moment. A change in his posture, his weight had shifted from right to left. Zetsu had been paying more attention to his bleeding lip than he did to the older women in front of him. The taste of iron was now very apparent in his mouth. Oh, how he missed that taste.

She is not stupid.. Zetsu... I would watch your words with this one. Oh course his inner voice didn't have to continue, he knew what it would say next-- Something about how he had been stupid before.. Letting her slip through his hands.

A moment to gather his thoughts, more or less think of something natural to say instead of spitting out something obscure. His hands let go of the scarf, dropping lazily to his sides. Oh.. I want something alright.. And it has nothing to do with Kira~ " I just want to be friends..." Stupid stupid.. Why would you say that?! "Thats why I asked you about Kira... Me, personally..." He didn't finish his sentence, only stared at her with the now dull cobalt eyes.

[leroxycloxy]

Beige narrowed her eyes again. Only wanted to be friends? That had to be a load of bull. "Friends? Only because you asked me about Kira? I wouldn't say that. Besides, I don't make friends that easily," Beige started. She scratched the side of her head idly. She continued with out looking at the boy before her. "Plus, what other reason makes you want to befriend me other than the Kira subject anyway?"

I still don't trust you... Beige thought.

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

This is where Zetsu's lack of social skills would play in tune with this conversation. He never was good at making friends anyway, why would he need to?

"I don't... Have.. Uh.. A lot of friends?" A cheesy fake smile went along with that sentence, she obviously wasn't trusting him, and he wasn't going to get anywhere with this conversation. Taking a step back from her, his eyes glanced toward the door. He didn't even know who she was, what if she was a cop? That wouldn't help him at all, and jail didn't sound so fun if she did find out what he had done.

His fingers started to drum along the book he was holding, forgetting completely why he had it in the first place.. What book was it again? A quick glance down to read the letters, he couldn't make out the wavy lines on the book, and his mind had got him again with those dirty tricks. R-- Red Dragon, Ah-ha. That was the book, and the whole reason why he was talking to her had came back to him. Turning that cheesy smile into a rather devious one.

"I'm not to fond of talking about 'Kira' inside a book store.... Maybe we can go somewhere else in the mall?" But, didn't they just talk about kira in this store? Zetsu wasn't the brightest kid when it came to socializing.

[leroxycloxy]

Beige rolled her eyes. If you don't have a lot of friends, go make some...other than me, Beige thought. Her book was still on the floor and she picked it up rather calmly then looked back at the boy.

"Hm..well despite that you asked me about Kira earlier, I will admit that talking about Kira in a book store is somewhat inappropriate," Beige declared, closing her eyes as if she was thinking. She nodded towards the door. "Well, what do you think would be more appropriate for a talk of Kira? Outside? At a cafe?" Beige felt very, very stupid for asking questions like these.

She actually had yet to notice that the boy was bleeding from his lip. She fiddled the with the pages of the book, letting her thoughts run rapid through her mind while her expression remained uncaring and calm.

Oi, talking about Kira, though...it still had Beige feeling a little bitter. But, hey, she had nothing else better to do. But something told her this conversation wouldn't be normal around a kid like this...

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

"Ah! A cafe?!" How could there have been a cafe here and he didn't see it? His cobalt eyes lit up. Zetsu loved the small cakes they had there, although with a strict father you don't get to eat so much, Mainly when the food of consumption happened to be sweets.

An excited nod. "We should go to the cafe......." A pause, what would he call her? She hadn't given a name to him, so what was he to call her? "Uhmm." His head turned slightly to the side waiting for her to say her name, or agree to the idea of going to the cafe.

[\Oh Gods its short D: /]

[leroxycloxy]

Beige almost grinned inside at how excited this kid got after the mention of going to a cafe. Oh, how cute. She took the few minutes to space out and think about when she was younger...oh how nice it was when she got to go to cafes. She loved coffee since she was little. Now she herself was excited to go to a cafe and feeling somewhat nicer.

Noticing the boy's somewhat confused look. Oh right, they hadn't exchanged names. How rude of Beige, though the boy never asked for her name. But, whatever. She might as well tell him what to call her since that what it seems like he was at a loss of words for.

"You may feel to call me Beige," Beige quietly added. She picked up her book, looking ready to go. "So, I am presuming you are ready to go to the cafe?"

[Zetsu |With Teeth|]

<sup>Maybe she hadn't been as rude as he had presumed she would be, and accepting to go to the cafe only made him scream with glee on the inside, although his alter ego hated this new found 'Happiness that surrounded Zetsu... And all for what, Cakes? Pathetic.

He lifted his arms up, and clasped his hands together forgetting that he was holding the book. The book fell to the floor with a slightly loud 'Thud'. Zetsu lost concentration for the moment staring at what he had dropped. 'Might as well put it back, he wasn't going to pay for it anyway..' Bending over to pick up the book, his eyes looked back up to beige. "Beige? I've never heard that name before." With the book in his hand he began to walk over to where he had found in, fingertips tiptoeing across the other fictional books that were scattered along the shelf before seeing the sea of white covers, and bold black letters saying 'Red Dragon'. He had found it, shoving the book back into its natural place he walked back to her.

"My name is Zetsu." He extended his hand to shake hers, what people do when they great each other. His fingernails on his hands were abnormally sharp for a boy that is. "Yes! I am ready!~" He said, his voice sounding upbeat, and more happier than usual.</sup>

[leroxycloxy]

Beige covered her ears, as though she was anticipating the thud, then let her arms fall limp back to her sides. Despite that she was starting to be friendly with this kid, Beige was still far from trusting him. As the boy leaned over to grab the book he held and put it, Beige glanced at her own. Huh, she had lost her page. Oh well. Not like she got that far anyway. Only page twenty-eight.

Beige held the book discerningly, ready to go. Zetsu, that was his name, hmm? "Well, nice to meet you, Zetsu," Beige greeted, before heading for the exit. Hopefully, he could keep up with Beige. She often walked too fast for her own good. Meanwhile, questions ran through Beige's head.