<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">A</span><span style="color: #0040FF">nak</span><span style="color: #0080FF">a</span></span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Anaka frowned as he disappeared. So much for her effort at trying to actually make a friend for once. She shrugged taking off into a slight sprint, she had only made it a quarter way when Azrael began talking to her.<span style="color: #0040FF"> Someone is actually trying to make a friend? This is not the Anaka I know who stole her from me?</span> his voice was teasing and he chuckled quite the while before things fell slient again. She took a deep breath before answer him,<span style="color: #0080FF"> Yes, I'm taking your advice or should I not take your advice anymore?</span> Azrael merely chuckled at the reply but didn't respond.<br/><br/>She looked over startled to find Hiei next to her, maybe that was why Azrael had chuckled she didnt know really though. Her demon had an odd sense of humor like her. That made her began to realize how compatible her and her demon were that was why he annoyed her to death. She formed a mental smile in her head not wanting to get a bug in her teeth while running. Once they reached the hide out she stopped panting a bit she had been an incredible long distance runner but that didn't mean she could run 20-25 miles without being tired. Glancing at Hiei who wasn't panting but watching her. She began to form a question but thought better of it. Standing with her hands on her hip as her breathing returned to normal she spoke.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Damn your fast...Dismissing that thought I guess Ill meet you at here tomorrowunless you plan to ear with me?"</span><br/><br/>She suddenly felt somewhat conscious of her eating habits, she didn't like to seem greedy or fat in front of others and that was out of habit. Though really her body itself was too toned and slim for her to even be consider normal size. She spun on her heel heading towards the door of the hideout not really wanting to wait as her stomach reminded her it was begging for food.</span>