They met again, but they didn't know it. Trying to spend a day of in the sun of normal people. People who aren't Super Heroes and World Class Assassins. You would expect them to find the, dukeing it out in some grand arena but not in a small café.

Where girls and boys sit together with adoring looks. They sat apart. Him behind a cup of coffee and bagel. Her sitting with a magazine and tea. He stares openly, hoping to draw her wandering eye. He hopes she does. She's cute.

She doesn't care that he looks, she knows telling him to stop would possible encourage him. So she sits, watches his ginger hair from the corner of her eye. She lets her hair fall gently around her and a smirk on her face.

He picks up his coffee because the tension across the tables was doing him no good.

"Hey," He sat with out asking and she respects his courage.

"Hello." She seemed unmoved that he is now sitting with her.

"What's your name?" She aches to tell him, just to feel like the girls at the other table with boys drooling all over them.

"Jade." He smiles and admits defeat.

"Roy." Her eyebrows peek, a smile forms.

"Nice name."