She's just a girl.
Heat knows that inside of that girl, though, is a brilliant fire, and it excites him. Baroqueheat has always liked people. It is in his very nature to flirt with life and pretty girls, but there is something about Rahzel that draws him in more than others, and he just can't pull himself away. It's the same with Alzeid, no matter how the stoic albino likes to make believe it's not. He believes they are like moths to a flame, and no matter how often they are burned, they tend to pull themselves closer and closer until their final demise. Heat didn't mind Rahzel-chan being his iminate doom.
Depressingly enough, Baroqueheat minded even less that Alzeid was burnt less than he. Perhaps it was because his comrade in love was just a little more wary of the flame than he-- unused to the warmth, more comfortable being mesmerized from afar. The funny part was that the fire in Rahzel seemed to be reaching for the moth in Alzeid. Maybe that old saying was correct; maybe women did prefer detached men. Nothing else would make sense. Alzeid didn't fawn over her like Heat did.
Perhaps...
Perhaps, while Heat's passions didn't have an off switch, Rahzel was searching for Alzeid's on. It was a logical assumption. Rahzel had always loved challenges, and Alzeid provided her with her greatest one yet.
She was probably digging close to the surface of something big, and when Heat wasn't feeling just a little jealous, he had to admit that when she unearthed whatever it was from inside their pale friend, it would be way beyond amusing. He was looking forward to her results.
But Rahzel certainly wasn't the only one searching. Something was different about Alzeid. Of course, he was still cold, indifferent, and much too blunt for Heat's tender heart to bear. But little by little, there were subtle differences. The albino didn't mind their Rahzel touching him, and he certainly didn't have any qualms about touching her. Rahzel knew that there was more to a man and a woman than romance, but certainly that road was a possibility. There were many paths to love, Heat knew. They might not have taken any of them yet, but someday, after passing so many of the paths, either might entertain the possibility.
If one were to choose that road, Heat knew that the other would follow. They would complain about it, but no matter what words they would exchange, the desire to be together was unmistakable. It was just unfathomable that they would part, even after such an endeavor. Alzeid knew, of that Heat was sure.
She's just a girl, but slowly and surely, she's becoming a young woman.
Heat knows Alzeid can wait. After all, some things just take time.
