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When; March 29, Best friends curse
Rating; G For pure cracktasticness
Characters; Bane (

henkonasuisho), and I guess any stalkers
Summary; You heard em, they're going on a ~~date~~ Walk. This episode of crack is inspired by This
Log;

Zaheela dashed down the street, trying to gather her hair in a messy ponytail, hair tie caught between her teeth. She was late, AGAIN! Stupid Masaki and his "I'm not gay" rant. The day had started out just fine, with Bane accepting her plea to stop being a hermit and come out of his hideout. But then her friends had some interesting questions, specifically about the relationship between the two of them. She didn't understand why they thought she should hate Bane, he had been one of her best friends, and secret crush, for a good long while now. Sure, she had other guy friends, but there was just... something about Bane. She couldn't pinpoint it actually.

Darting between a couple, she finally managed to gather all her unruly hair and moved to take the hair tie, only to crash into a tall figure. She fell back with a thump and a groan. She needed to learn to look where she was running outside of battles, she swore.

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Bane turned a corner just in time to recieve the brunt of a cat-girl at a dead run crashing full force into him. He yelled in surprises and fell flat on his back, her landing right on top of him. When he recognized her face barely inches from his he smirked. "You know you really should watch where you're going," he said playfully.

It took a moment for her to realize just WHO she had run into. It, however, only took a second for her face to turn beyond tomato red. Of all the people she could of ran into.
"...Oh just... shove a cork in it." She growled, quickly jumping back and regathering her hair to tie it back. "You make it sound like I'm out to kill you." Standing up, she looked away, trying to will the bright red from her cheeks.

Even if she hadn't turned red immediately upon realization, the wave of embarassment that hit him was enough. He supressed his empathic ability for now and picked himself up, brushing off his robe as he did. "You always take things so personally," he said, smiling at her. "Now then... where is this cafe? Being the hermit that I am I don't make it to the City proper all that often."

"You are a hermit, I'm surprised you managed to get this far, You actually passed it." She responded smugly, a grin on her face. She grabbed his shoulders and turned him around, hands pushing him towards the cafe.
"And you do sulk." She snickered as she pushed him from behind.

"Hey!" he said in surprise, though he didn't resist. He started in the direction she pushed him, slowing his pace so she could catach up. "And what reason would I have to sulk, hm?" he said, grinning slightly. "I have everything I could want," he said, "aside from complete and total dominance over all sentient life, but that goal is miles from completion anyway." He gave her an amused look and then turned his gaze to the buildings along the street.

When he said that, all Zaheela did was roll her eyes.
"Yes dear, total dominance, world domination, subduing all forms of life, etc etc. Sorry to say but so does half of this city." She muttered, still pushing lightly. "I swear, you men are so... single minded, it hurts to ponder it." All of this was said with a cocky grin.
"Besides, what happens when you finally obtain it hrm? Then what? Take up water polo?" She joked, tail playfully swinging with her step.

Bane seemed to ponder that for a moment as he walked. "Oddly enough, I'd never thought about that before," he said with ab hint of uncertainty. "I've been working so hard toward the goal I never stopped to consider what would happen afterward." He gave her an amused grin. "But I'll cross that bridge when I come to it," he said. "It looks like we're almost there."

"Botany is always something to take up time with, or shoving you nose in a book like I do." She quipped, hands now shoved into her pockets. Indeed, the bright green sign for the cafe could be seen, and her stomach rumbled. She flushed slightly, cursing mentally. It seemed she always forgot to EAT when studying. It was a good thing that they decided to eat first. Nothing was more embarrassing then a grumbling stomach.
"So, what have you been plotting in that hole of yours?" She asked with a curious look, not that he'd reveal his plans that easily, but it was an icebreaker, which she desperately needed.

"Oh you know, this and that," he said vaguely, opening the door to the cafe and holding it for her. "I've got a real winner in the works right now, but it's still in the early stages, so I don't want to say anything specific yet," he said. "Suffice to say, the City will never know what hit them," he said with a sly grin.

At this moment of Evil-genius boasting™, Zaheela once again rolled her eyes.
"A) You realize that I do LIVE here as well and B) there are a lot of people who fall under the category 'good'. Besides, with the Arrancar causing hell and insanity that forms the very core of this city, as well as a hundred and twelve other things, the actual chance of whatever you plan actually succeeding is rather low no matter how well planned it seems? Especially on such a large scale?" She rambled, glancing from the corner of her eye towards Bane and taking a hand out of a pocket to open the door and enter the cafe, holding it briefly for Bane to follow.

The smell of coffee literally smacked one across the face and she loved it. Pausing a moment to wait for her companion to catch up, she smiled.
"Coffee or Tea?" She questioned.

"I would never dream of ruling you Zah," he replied. "I had rather hoped to bring you in on it at some point, but something tells me you wouldn't be interested. As for the rest, I'm aware of the scale that would be required for something like this, that is the reason I'm brining others in on it. If I can get enough people in the City who think and believe as I do on my side, why, the possibilities are endless."

He gave her a smile and slight nod of appreciation as he passed through the doorway. "Tea would be better," he said. He scanned the room, for an empty table, then headed over to claim it before someone else did.

"Earl Grey, British breakfast, herbal, green, or just pick one out of a hat?" She asked absentminded, momentarily eying a orange and cranberry scone being displayed. She tilted her head for a moment, before her mind flittered to the most unlikely of situations and she flushed once again, but this quickly died down with a clearing of a throat.

"Others hrm? But that's not COMPLETE domination is it? More like shared control? And yes, I wouldn't be interested in such things. I prefer partners, not servants." She responded with a shrug. "Besides, domination only lasts as the person's wit and ability to adapt to new changes right? I just hope you plan doesn't blow up in your face."

"Green tea is fine, with a bit of lemon and honey," he replied.

"I of course realize that complete domination is an unrealistic goal, but it's a nice dream," he said nonchalantly. "For now I would be satisfied with shared rule, or at the very least, causing some serious chaos and destruction. Whatever it takes to make my vision come true."

He shook his head as she approached with their drinks and waved toward the empty chair across from him. "But enough about me, how have you been? It feels like we haven't spoken in a lifetime."

She placed the cups and single plate down, sporting one muffin and one scone on it's tacky designed surface, and sat down herself, taking that first sip of pure bliss that was called coffee.
"A lifetime and a half." She remarked with a raised eyebrow. "Study, study, chess game, study study, occasional outting with friends. Compared to your life, mine appears to be very dull." She nibbled on the corner of the scone, savoring the fruity tang and bribing her poor stomach to shut up and stop embarrassing her.
"Oh, I've started hiring contractors to build my new home in the woods." She added in with a smile, once again sipping the black coffee. "Do you think you'd like to come and visit some time once it's finished?"

"I would," he said, sipping his tea and savoring flavor as it burned its way down his throat. "Though I doubt my life is any more exciting than yours, most of my time is spent in my home drawing up grand designs or simply meditating on the mysteries of the Dark Side," he said.

"What kind of home are we talking about? A massive three-story mansion or a log cabin?" he said with a smirk.

"oh nothing THAT grand! Small, quaint, two floor house. Large bathroom though." She listed off, a giddy smile on her face. It seemed today couldn't get any better.
"It'll take a while, but it's well worth the wait..." She paused for a minute, before giggling. "Why, think I can't rough it?"

"Oh I'm sure a woman of your many talents would have no problem 'roughing it,' as you say," Bane said with a grin. "But why a large bathroom," he said with that same smirk, "you installing a hot tub with room to maneuver or some such?"

[OOC: lol it's going to make Bane puke tomorrow. :P]

She snorted not too delicately before taking another gulp of her cup of coffee.
"Talents won't save me if I'm starving out in the middle of nowhere." She deadpanned, rolling her eyes again. At the hottub remark, she pushed down the urge to make a snarky comeback. "You know how much I LOVE to swim. The tiger in me or something like that." She joked.

"Oh I'm sure you'll manage," he said, taking another sip of tea, "just put those animal instincts of yours to good use and you'll be fine."

"You always struck me more as a tabby than a tiger," Bane replied playfully. "Though you certainly can be a tiger when the situation calls for it."

"hardy har haWHAT?!?!?!" She nearly dropped her cup of coffee in her confusing, gaping. Eye twitching, she tried not to turn red again and glowered.
"Just WHAT do you mean by THAT?"

Bane put his hands up palms outward as a gesture of peace. "Calm down girl!" he said defensively. "I'm just saying you're not all that frightening, unless you're in a fight, in which case you're more like a tiger." He slowly reached for his tea and smirked again. "Why, what did you think I meant?"

She scowled and calmed down, though her tail was still thrashing.
"That I'm unnecessarily violent." She lied. A weak lie, but still passable; she just hoped he bought that.

His smirk grew slightly wider, though he did not press the issue. "Very well," he said simply. "But you and I both know that isn't true, I've only ever seen you violent when you or one of your friends are in danger, or if you're really angry at someone."

"Of course there was that one time when I tried to enslave you, but that was all in good fun, eh?"

[OOC: I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. :P]

"I certainly didn't enjoy it, you cad!" She growled, glaring at him from the corner of her eyes. She let out a huff of air before tucking a clump of hair behind her shoulder. "I'll protect my friends, even from diabolical hermits like the one sitting in front of me."

"But that's in the past, forgive and forget," Bane said with a disarming smile. He took another sip of his tea and was surprised to find that it was the last bit. "So, should we continue our conversation here or find something else to do?"

She scowled again, eyes darting away from that ever so evil smile and finished the last of her scone, brushing off any crumbs with a paper napkin and nodded.
"We can take a walk through the gardens maybe?" She suggested, tilting her head sideways slightly, with a disarming smile of her own.

"That would be delightful," Bane replied. He stood up from his chair and gestured with his arm. "Lead on, tiger," he said.

[ooc: hehehe agreed, this has gone on long enough. :P]

She started for a moment, but simply just closed her mouth before walking towards the door.
"Damn cocky bastard." She grumbled, but a small grin was on her face as she walked out the door, but let the door slam on Bane's face. A little revenge never did hurt, neither did sporting a playful, but apologetic smile. She waited for him to exit before falling in step with him. They chattered about this and that, diabolical plans and stuff, just like all normal best friends did.

At least tomorrow everything would be back to normal.

[ooc: /End crack :P]

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