<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Izu seemed to have a moment of thought before he replied,<span style="color: #BF0000"> "You could have saved them? Maybe, but at what cost? Obviously someone thought you were important enough that they would risk any cost to get you away, and they did. The only option left for you right now is to accept that person made the correct decision in sending you here." </span>Alida's downcast eyes redirected to Izu as he stood. She was obviously mulling over his words, but she didn't say anything in response--instead she adopted the behavior of a kicked puppy. She slumped some, pouted, and averted her big eyes once more.<br/><span style="color: #BF0000"><br/>"Besides, had this Zoltan guy not sent you here, you wouldn't know me or my amazing personality,"</span>Izu joked, and Alida couldn't help the small snort that came from her. Despite how depressed she felt at that moment, Izu had managed to make her feel a little better. Alida felt Izu's desire to change the subject, and decided that it was probably best to let it go. Izu was right, there wasn't anything she could do about it now.<br/><br/>Alida gave a small sigh, giving a soft smile when she saw Marmalade press up against Izu's leg. It was funny how Izu had been so adamant about not wanting a cat, but the moment the stubby little creature in front of them had made its residence in their home--well, Izu seemed to naturally take a liking to Marmalade. Alida doubted he would ever admit it though.<br/><br/>Izu looked up at Alida while he gave Marmalade some attention,<span style="color: #BF0000"> "If we learn anything, we can look into it. For now though, I'm greasy and want to take a shower."</span>He straightened,<span style="color: #BF0000">"And by that, I mean I want to see you drenched in water." </span>Alida cocked her head to the side at Izu's sudden desire to see her in water, but didn't have much time to contemplate it as Izu lifted her over his shoulder. She gave a surprised eep,<span style="color: #408000">"Izuuuu!!" </span><br/><br/>Soon enough they were in the bathroom and Izu sat her on the counter, his lips pressing against hers. Alida's sadness and anger were immediately forgotten in that moment, her hands coming up to cup Izu's cheeks. When they separated, Alida searched Izu's eyes as she always did--and gave a small smile when she found what she always found--love.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu is right...Alida is happy Alida found Izu,"</span>she said, then pressed her lips against his once more. Her legs easily wrapped themselves around Izu's hips and pulled him closer, her hands leaving his face to tangle in his hair. Their tongues danced with once another for a bit before Alida pulled away again--her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-lidded with contentment, looking very much like Marmalade after a good petting.<span style="color: #408000">"Alida thought Izu wanted Alida wet..."</span>Alida said in a breezy voice and a lazy smile, unknowing of the innuendo she gave.<br/><br/>She supposed, even with the loss of her old life, she had found one that was just as nice with Izu, if not better. Sometimes he was grumpy and snappy, but he was also honest and caring. Izu was simply Izu.