The scene portrayed by the painting had scared her when she was a child, but now Tea thought she understood. The painting was called Gray. It portrayed two dragons, one coal-black the other silver-white. The white dragon had it's teeth buried in the black's neck while the black was tearing at the white dragon's chest with it's sword-like talons. Both were covered in previous wounds. As Tea was staring at the painting her friend and mentor Ishizu approached. When she saw what Tea was looking at she nearly laughed but settled for saying
"I thought you were afraid of this one"
Tea did not even flinch at the sound of Ishizu's voice. Instead she replied
"I was afraid of it when I thought of these two killing each other, but now I can see that looks can be deceiving even the mot ferocious dragon can be very gentle"
Ishizu did laugh at this as Tea turned and looked at her mentor.
" The dragons aren't fighting are they Ishizu?"
"No, they're not"
"They are mating aren't they"
"Yes, when did this sudden observation come to you"
Tea grinned evilly as she rubbed the bite mark on her neck she told her mentor with a smile.
"you will never know."
(A.N. I know totally lame and more innuendo than you can shake a stick at but still what can I say I only write what the dragon tells me to write. shakes fist at Sea who is chasing a hearse screaming FEMUR, FEMUR)