Curiosity killed the Cat

[Sasuke]

"Then why don't you just find someone else?" Sasuke furrowed his brows. Did this guy really expect him to go?

...was he...gay?

That had Sasuke stop his stride and blink. Oh, no...women...now men. He thought it's better off to kill himself.

"Look...man." Sasuke started, trying to talk like those common street hooligans. "I don't know the reason why you came all this way to ask me to go with you to Ianne because you want company but let me tell you this, I don't.......swing that way." By the time Sasuke finished his little speech (which was far more words that he was used to), his eyebrows were twitching because of the awkwardness of the situation.

[Takato]

Takato eyes widened at his statement. And he had no idea where that came from. But one thing was for certain! Takato was NOT gay! If he would jump in a lake for a girl even though he has a huge fear of water! He was most certainly NOT gay.

"Wow wow wow, hold on right there, I asked you if you wanted to go to Ianne not be my fuck buddy! Where the hell did you get that idea!!!" He was shcoked. It was the first time anyone had ever accused HIM of all people. To be gay! This is the same guy who wouldn't shut up about a girls ass? HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET GAY FROM THAT!

Takato was certainly not bi either! "I invited you because I was trying to be nice! Nice!! I tell you" Takato was about to have a freaking heart attack over this. Of course, Sasuke wouldn't know the meaning of nice would he. Or maybe thats why he wasn't interested in women, that mach. Maybe Sasuke was gay himself and didnt want to make sense now! he HAD to be!

[Sasuke]

Sasuke glared at Takato.

That wasn't at all convincing in the least...

Sasuke has had his share of troubles when it came to gay men. There was no true reason why and how those men thought that he was homosexual when he wasn't. Just because he wasn't the type of fawn over women's chests and buttocks everyone assumed that he went for eggs and dogs. Ignorant fools. Can a man keep his preference when it came to womanly body parts to himself?

Sasuke growled. Now the numbskull expected an explanation from him and they were immersed in a period of silence in which the slightest mistake could mean life or death.

"Fine." Sasuke gritted his teeth. "My mistake."

[Takato]

Takato huffed and puffed. That accusation almost gave Takato a heart attack. Gee first dragged into a lake, now being accused of being gay! Takato would rather be pushed into a lake again then be accused of that. But seriously? where did that come from? How does inviting someone to travel with you to Ianne which happens to be the next country over even remotely consider him gay. Sure maybe Taky had plans to maybe get him drunk, but not drunk so that he could have his way with him. YUCK!!! If anything he needed to get Kida to a bar! That was fist priority! FIRST!!

"I forgive you.... I think..." Honestly. Takato didn't know what to think anymore. Maybe he wont become friends with him. Maybe he'll just stick with the female. Or more importantly Kida. Lord knows if they EVER get together. Takato put his hand on his forehead. This was all way too much for Takato.

[Sasuke]

Sasuke snorted and resuming walking, ignoring Takato's words of whether he forgave him or not. Perhaps he shouldn't have judged the man but then Sasuke was only straightening some things so that they were very clear.

Unwilling to go on with that topic, Sasuke spoke while his back was still turned towards him, "Did you attend that school in Ianne?"

[Takato]

Suddenly Sasuke spoke of the school in Ianne. It caught his attention fairly quickly. He let out a smirk, remembering all the memories he had there. "Actually yes I did" Takato said. Takato continued to follow him. He didn't even know why he did after something like that. Hell Takato was suprised he was even still standing. When suddenly a question popped in Takato's head. "Did you go to that school too?" He asked curiously.

Takato was pretty certain he did. Why else would he bring up the school?

[Sasuke]

"Yes and no." Sasuke answered. While he was technically enrolled in the school, he never attended a class. He was of honorary status anyway given the circumstances and it wasn't like he was aiming to learn something so badly that he would force himself to sit in a classroom listening to instructors talk. He was there merely because there was nowhere else to go.

Well, that was case at first then he learned that there was something far more binding in his stay in that country and that school in particular.

Sasuke stopped and turned to ask, "Do you know Tadokoro's whereabouts?"

[Takato]

Yes and no? what kind of answer was that?

Takato had to stop and think about that one. Tadokoro, Tadokoro. The name sounded familiar, But it didnt bring up a face in his mind. He thought for a second more. "You mean the Headmaster?" Takato asked.

Now that Takato thought about it. He disappeared long before Takato even graduated. Long before he even stood a chance with Amerie. "Actually, No i dont, Why are you looking for him?" Takato asked. He was now curious. It was almost as if Takato and Sasuke switched places. Sasuke was the one asking question. But truth be told, Takato didn't mind, To earn some you gotta share some right?

[Sasuke]

Why was he looking for him, Sasuke asked himself. Perhaps it's because there were issues that he needed to settle with his so-called brother. "Forget it. I suppose it doesn't matter much anymore." Sasuke said.

For the past few years, Sasuke wondered what would become of him as one of the Dragon Princes. So far no one had searched for him regarding the issue and he was thankful for that. Sasuke could barely get his life together let alone dealing with something that he had no idea of on whatsoever. He only learned that he was in fact of the dragon race only four years ago.

Sasuke shook those thoughts from his head. This wasn't the time to dwell on something that he wished to forget. He was him and not Belial. Deciding to change the topic, Sasuke asked, "I see you have a gun. Do you know anything else aside from shooting bullets and hoping that one would hit?"

[Takato]

Takato sweatdropped. He knew where this was going. He took a sigh. "Well, Unfortunately, yes it is my only style of fighting." Takato wasn't fooled he knew it was a handicap. His sense of smell and really good timing only helped, him in actually damaging his target. But still, it wasn't much of a difference. Atleast not to anyone else anyways.

"The only diffrence, is I usually hit my target and dont hop that it does." He added on. Either way, Sasuke was going to make a comment on it. And not a very friendly one either. When it comes to close combat. Takato usually is in lion form. It isn't always the best. But then again, Takato donst often find himself in a battling position. Takato was too lazy/laid back for fighting.

[Sasuke]

Sasuke listened in silence and took his words in. Even though he did listened, Sasuke's skepticism didn't waver. Takato certainly didn't seem to look like he was a sharpshooter at. The man looked like an idiot in all honesty, Sasuke thought.

"You're lucky to still be alive then." Sasuke commented. He wasn't a big fan of guns because he believes that a warrior's true skill lies with what he can do with the weapon in his hand and not some automated, man-made, toy.

[Takato]

Takato then looked at Sasuke oddly. He didn't know if he should take that as a compliment or not. But Takato shrugged if off. "Yeah, I guess" He said. Takato then thought of the idea of wielding a sword. He imagined himself even just holding one. It didn't seem to suit him very well. Not only does he not only lack the skill to do swords, but he lacked the look you could say.

Unless he meant an all out brawl. Then takato could defend himself... Takata then stopped. He had an idea. What if Sasuke thought him a way to fight without the gun. Learning something new could come in handy. It wasn't a bad idea. But He didn't want him thinking he was gay again. .... The thought roared in his head. Ugh, he didn't want that to happen... especially again.

"So what type of training do they give at the Dojo?" He asked curiously. He might just take some classes after all.

[Sasuke]

"What? Think you'll train here?" Sasuke shot back almost mockingly but it was a sincere question. Tabak only accepted accomplished fighters from all over the world with discipline already ingrained in their minds and soul. Takato, who didn't seem have discipline at all, wouldn't have a chance. But Sasuke still answered his question, "The masters here teach most of the hand-to-hand combat known in Kumo. Kung Fu, Karate...the works. They also teach Kendo, a sword-based fighting style."

[Takato]

Well forget that idea. The way Sasuke said that, Made him feel uncomfortable even thinking the thought. How did he know what Takato was thinking anyways. Takato inwardly sighed. "No Of course not, I was just wonder what the heck they teach here" He tried to save himself. Who knows if he ever believed him.

"Oh, Thats cool" He replied to Sasuke's comment about what classes they taught. Though some of those classes sounded interesting, He decided against it. Might as well as stick to what you know then to learn too many different things at once right? Plus he was really good with the gun and felt comfortable at it. Why would he really want to change that anyways. "And you teach ....?" He continued asking him questions.

[Sasuke]

Sasuke sat on a stone bench once their stroll had allowed him to reach it without looking like he left his companion. He scoffed when Takato said that he wouldn't even try to learn. Sasuke expected that he would say that but it was still an insult somehow, not too bad, but still an insult.

"I teach most of what I mentioned in addition to ninjutsu." Sasuke answered. It was no secret here that the other masters frowned upon his practice of the way of the shadow, ninjutsu, but they still held respect because the style was difficult and secrets about it were very well hidden. Sasuke didn't teach the whole thing though for in addition to being a less-than-perfect sensei, he didn't want to share the well-kept secrets of his art because they were dangerous beyond comprehension.