The boy blinked for a moment as the young man began to walk away, the seriousness fading away rather quickly from his expression.Â<br/><br/>"W-wait!" the young man stammered. "Keith, I'm here to-!"Â<br/><br/>Before the young man could manage to get Keith's attention, something hit him on the back of the head; the other man's foot. He had leapt through the air, stepping on the young man's head as he pushed himself forward and caused the angelic man to stumble forward. The man soared over Keith's head, landing in from of him in a crouching before standing up straight, acting all casual.Â<br/><br/>"What's the rush?" he asked with his charming grin, though most that knew him knew it was more devious than anything. "I actually came here to see a YOU."<br/><br/>The young man regained his balance, gritting his teeth again. "No, I did!" he barked at the man. "And do I look like a floor mate, jock strap?!"Â<br/><br/>The man merely snickered though. "Well, now that you mention it-" "Just forget it!" the young man grumbled as he stomped over. "I'M taking him with me!"<br/><br/>The devilish man scoffed. "In your dreams! We all know where the party is, and that's in hell." "Also where all the whores and STDs are," the young man grumbled. The older man simply shrugged. "There's no fun without a little risk." "Why don't you just keep it in your pants?!" "Oh, look at Mr. 'Thou Art Holier Than Thou!'"<br/><br/>At this point, it seemed the two extraordinary men were having a rather meaningless, even childish, spat. It was hard to read the two when the scenarios were changing so quickly, though the two obviously weren't find of one another.Â