[@shylarah]"It's not that I don't believe in you." He said, looking down again, "I just don't want you to get hurt. The people of this world are precious to me. All of them. Even the ones I have to kill." He thought about it for a moment. Tsitua said he would have to end the matter without their help, but that didn't mean he had to go alone. Maybe she was right. "No, you'll be fine. I don't need someone better." He said, looking away to hide the blush from being called 'cute' again. He stayed quiet as she continued talking and stepped closer. He blushed a little more, but collected himself. 

"Well I'm not doing anything until then, maybe I can help out around the place. No need to get paid. I can make coffee for people if you like. I used to work in this little coffee shop in Japan from time to time." He said reminiscently, leading the way to the door to go back inside. 

****

On the other side of town, in an abandoned warehouse full of forgotten pallets of materials and stock, two men stood facing each other. One was average height, with slicked hair and crystalline, blue eyes that were brought out by his graphite-colored, pinstripe suit. His tie was a bold shade of blue to match. His hands were gloved with the cleanest of white gloves that fit him perfectly as they lay clasped at his back. He had a playfully authoritative look on his face as he gazed into the eyes of the ghoul before him. 

The ghoul's nickname, given by this "CCG" was rather appropriate. He even had the half-faced mask to support the theme. The mask was made of stainless steel, shaped smoothly into a wolf's mouth and snout. It wrapped around the back of the ghoul's head and clasped with a padlock bearing a blue crown symbol. His eyes were the only part of his face that was clearly visible, although the mask seemed to be designed to be able to come apart with his jaw to aid his bite. Those ghoulish, black and red eye gazed emotionless back at the suited man from under Snow White, razor-layered hair. The rest of this ghoul was hidden under a dark maroon cloak. 

"Do you know why I am here?" The suit asked, his smooth, regal baritone voice echoing softly through the empty building. Wolf remained silent and unmoving. " I am here to help your queen. My name is Kabuto." 

Wolf's eyes narrowed. His head tilted slightly forward, as if to say 'I'm listening'.