Just go with the magic baby, I can see it there in your eyes

[chairismine]

Name(s): Uhm. EVERYONE? [VERY OPEN]
Location: A deserted classroom or three, near the dungeons and as far away from teachers' offices as possible.
Week: 38
Time: Friday evening. Possibly through to Saturday morning in places~
Rating: PG? Haha~ Who really knows. Warnings for teens partying and the like.

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[brbusinivalice]

...

All the man could think was "Damn it".

He could easily have stormed off, leaving Zelos sitting on the floor by himself, crying and possibly making a bigger scene. Some part of him still wanted to do that, in fact, and allow him to go back to the place where he had wanted to be--away from all these people.

He didn't even want to be here in the first place. No, he'd wanted to be alone, reading, and would have if Sakura and Catty had not insisted, for fear of blackmail.

But what was with it with his behavior? He and Zelos were not friends, not truly, no. He treated him though like he was a girl he could flirt with, kept calling him a strange nickname, openly came up to him, talking to him. Not even girls had done that, and here he was, the school playboy, treating him the same way for the past month as he would one of his many girls.

He was probably just faking the sobs, too.

But...

He knelt down, giving Zelos a Look.

"Perhaps it is time to stop the theatrics, Zelos. If all you wished was for me to accompany you, would it not have done to simply ask?"

Though truth be told, he probably would have turned down the company, at least if he had 'asked' in his normal manner. The man was not poor company when he was not being obnoxious...though for the most part, that was rare.

His voice lowered, only so Zelos could hear.

"Dry your tears and stand."

[mirror_beauty]

Zelos beamed,shooting himself up from the floor, narrowly missing a collision with Delita in his crouched state. He was smiling and no trace of tears remained on his face. He grasped the males hand in his, and moved swiftly across the floor with him in toe.

"I did ask you, I figured this would have been the eventual outcome, so I saw no need to delay it any further. Dely." He said, looking into the males eyes seriously " why do you think, it is that I wanted to dance with you? What is your opinion on this matter, if I may ask."

He left go of him, smiling, then pulled him once more into a dancing embrance now Waltzing around the room still a more serious look about his face.

[brbusinivalice]

So it had been a sham. He should have known it all along, but at the very least, Zelos was not making a scene, which was the last thing that he wanted. Delita was not the most knowledgeable of social events and gatherings...

But the last thing he wanted was to have everyone's attention on him, though with Zelos in tow he supposed that it was difficult to not get noticed.

He was not used to being so close to another person; it felt prickly and uncomfortable, foreign. If it had been his sister or his 'brother', he would have not minded the gesture as much. But this was Zelos. They had known of each other for years, but outside of the occasional banter and frequent battle of wits, there had been little interaction of any sort of intimate sort.

And with his words and that look on his face, it further served to unnerve him. Perhaps not in an angry tone, but certainly it was uncomfortable.

Why did he want to...?

This was an absurd question. One that Delita could not quite answer. He did his best to try to hide his discomfort in his movements, but the longer he stayed, the more he resolved to escape this as quickly as he could.

Maybe go outside...get some air. Or just get away from PEOPLE for a while.

"I know not why." He said. "But I am certain that you have your own reasons for wishing my company."

[mirror_beauty]

As he continued to look into Delita's eyes, he slowly began to come so a standstill on the dance floor, letting go of him and smiling once more. He was very pleased with himself, he seemed to get Delita out of his shell a bit, which was all he was intending to do.

"I just want you to have some fun, I know you do not think us close friends, but I actually would like to become just that. You interest me, very intruiging you are Dely, and you don't even realize it."

Zelos thoughts were leaning toward asking him for a drink, but he seemed to be chewing on something in his head, which he didn't mind his features show off.

He simply stood there, looking at the floor, entraced, so-to-speak.

[brbusinivalice]

...That...

He was unsure what to say to that. He was a loner. He didn't quite...he didn't quite go out and talk to others, and when he did, he often regretted it. Not because they brought sides of him that he didn't want to see, or because they were particularly aggravating, it was simply that he didn't have time for human relations.

He had something to do, and he had to get it done in the best way possible. For Teta, for all of those who were mistreated by sake of blood, he would change things. He would make a world where spirits like that goddamn Ghost Widow couldn't have clout, and couldn't say her poisonous words without them falling on deaf ears. And to do that he had to pass. That was the first logical step.

First, keep Prefect status, then make Head Boy. Keep his grades the highest until those of high status noticed him, and he could go onto the second step of his process: Climbing to the top of the ladder, until eventually his will would create change. He was low now, a muggle, a mudblood...

But...

No matter how many times people had approached him, even for simple conversation, he could never stop being surprised, or maybe a bit confused by this. He was not sociable, nor was he by any means the life of the party. So he was unsure how he was 'intriguing', though from his time of knowing the man he doubted that it was what most would be thinking.

He doubted that it was because of blood. Zelos was Slytherin, but he knew him long enough to know that he made no bases on blood. Simply beauty, and other more frivolous things.

Such a frivolous young man wanted his friendship? Either he was hoping to make Delita a fool, or was much less a fool than he had originally thought.

Still the gesture was...oddly touching. And it showed, a small bit, in his voice.

"I...am unsure as of what to say. I am not certain what it is you consider 'intriguing', or why it is that you seek my friendship, but I also see no reason to refuse it to you."

Though he was also certain that he would stop his seriousness and become a child the next day. But this not-so-frivolous Zelos was at least decent company, and he did not mind it.

He could humor him for now, perhaps.