<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Dicks/Edits/e09da356-ab51-404b-8e52-abb6f50244c8_zps71c9a237.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Izu</span></span></div><br/><br/><br/>Izu couldn't help but snicker a bit at her reactions to the banana. At first she seemed like she would spit it out, but easily changed her mind with the first bite. While watching a girl chomp on a banana was always a bit hard to watch for a guy, Izu couldn't help but think the way she savored the banana was cute.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Don't get to excited, that was the last one."</span></span>he said with a small chuckle. It then struck Izu that he was being to friendly, so he stopped with his chuckle and smile, then replaced them with his usual frown. He couldn't let the free-loader think that he didn't mind her free-loading.<br/><br/>The young man raised a brow once again as he saw a hand reach out towards him. He would have smacked her hand away, had he known what she was going for. Before he could react, the girl grabbed the elastic of his boxers and gave them a snap. Izu scowled as the girl jumped a little in surprise. Was clothing really something that strange to the girl? Where the hell was she from that clothing was something that was optional, or rather something unusual? She seemed fixated on his boxers for one reason or another. The thought that maybe she wanted what was under them crossed his mind. While he would have possibly let her stuff her mouth with his girth, something told him that wasn't what she was really interested in.<br/><br/>Izu had a scowl on his lips as the girl swallowed her food and told him her name, or at least he assumed that was what was going on. Had anything except how cold he currently was been on his mind, he probably would have told her right away. The young man shivered a bit before returning his attention to her gaze,<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Alida..."</span></span>he said, repeating her name. He wasn't sure if that was a strange name or not to be honest. While he had never heard it before, that meant little in this day and age. It seemed that now she wanted his name, as was indicated by her hand gesture.<br/><br/>Izu didn't say anything at first. Did he really need to give her a name? Was that something she needed to know? He couldn't think of any way that it would come back and bite him in the ass, but who knew with this strange girl. Inevitable, he gave her his name though.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Izu..."</span></span>he said a little coldly with another shiver. Izu then began to look for his clock, but couldn't find it, then he noticed it on the floor. In pieces. His eyes went wide just before shooting a glare at the girl and then pointing to the destroyed clock on the ground.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"What the hell did you do?!?"</span></span>he said in a raised tone, expecting some sort of answer for whatever reason.<br/><br/>Izu rose to his feet and walked over to the mangled mess that was once his clock. His attention then went from the broken clock to his wall. What he saw left him speechless. There on his wall was a small hole where the clock had hit. The young man spun on his heals and walked over to the girl, grabbing her by the ear like a bad child before marching her over to the clock and pointing at it once again.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Explain this. What did my clock ever do to you and how do plan on making up for the damage done to my clock and my house?"</span></span>he asked in a rushed tone.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"You think it's cheap to buy new stuff and fix damages done to my apartment? I have to pay for that shit, you know?!?"</span></span>he said, slightly angrier now.  At this point in time, Izu was now in her face, scolding her like a child.<br/><br/>It was when Izu noticed her reaction that he began to ease off a bit, feeling a little guilty. She seemed a bit panicked and had tears welling up in her eyes. Izu didn't regret what he said and stuck by it, but seeing the girl about to burst into tears had a strange effect on him. Another shiver ran down his spine as he observed the girl,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Whatever...I needed a new clock anyways. But you're going to repay me for that hole one way or another..."</span></span>he said, crossing his arms with a sigh before heading to his bedroom and laying down on the mattress on the floor, stretching out a bit. It had been a pretty crazy day so far. Between being tired and uncontrollably horny, all he wanted to do was rub one out and go to sleep.