Fall from Grace

"Woah, woah, wait! Where's that coming from??

"Pssst, Shizuo-kun~

"A simple ' YES ' is all I can give. Whether you believe it or not, that's up to you~"

Nimble fingers flick, one after another, into an offering hand. The butterfly vanishes.

"Ah, let's skip formalities."

He floats, for one. Does that prove enough? A butterfly skirts by their ear, and lands on his finger.

They'd watch as he floats, her eyes flickering to the butterfly as it flutters and lands. It's surprising and yet...not unnatural. Such is the life in the city. A fascinating person.. and that's dangerous. Knowledge, too much of it. She doesn't like being transparent.

You, my dear~

Ah- That's okay!! He'll drape it around her shoulders!

"Noooo, you were hotter with the torch!" Lungs be damned. His own were already empty from running and pouncing like this, so what difference does it make!!

"Omg, I m i s s e d you, you don't even know HOW much I missed you!! And the first thing you do is make yourself less hot !?!?"

"Anything you find attractive is debatable...the smokes aren't good for your throat, I'm not about to ruin that voice of yours."

His hands rest on the others hip, looking down at him. Such a strange creature he's found himself with (said with the most affection Oz can muster).

"It's not like I was gone for long."

"OOOOOZZZZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"

tackling him. continuing as such: