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Summary: They shouldn't have met. It wasn't in fate's cards, but then again fate wasn't always the best at playing the game.

Chapter Start

He stared at the girl he had become interested in with immense shock. How could someone that could act so bitter, act like a child? He had to admit she looked cute with that lost puppy or rather lost fox kit look on her face as she stared at the remains of what had once been some kind of cake. She had dove into it the moment the waitress had walked away like she hadn't eaten in months. It reminded him too much of Road after the earl gave her those sweets she was addicted to. He stared for a few more minutes before deciding to take pity on the girl and turned to the waitress, "Give me one of the ones she had."

The waitress looked at him with an unreadable look before nodding slowly and walking away with a mutter, "How the fuck could two people eat that much sugar in one go?"

He stood up from his seat once the waitress had dropped off the cake a few minutes later and walked over to the girl. She looked up at him in shock and no small amount of irritation while opening her mouth. He knew it was probably to tell him to go away, so he stopped it before it could even leave her mouth. He placed the cake in front of her causing her eyes to widen as he took a seat across from her with a slight smile, "Here. I saw that you really liked it."

She looked up from the cake with a war going on inside of her eyes before she asked, "Why?"

"An apology for my words the last time we met," He answered with an apologetic smile that to his shock was real, "I shouldn't have said that,"

She seemed to mull of his words before nodding and digging into the cake, "You're forgiven."

He couldn't help it when he stared at her with his mouth agape. Oh how the Twins would be laughing at him, but it was too much of a shock. The sincerity in those words made up for the shortness of the response. The shock didn't come from just that though. It came from the fact she didn't seem like the type to do so. When she giggled softly as she looked up, he came out of his shock enough to ask, "What?"

"You looked so funny," She covered her mouth lightly though the amusement shown through in her eyes, "It's like you didn't expect that,"

"I didn't," He admitted as she removed her hand in order to continue eating her cake, "You don't seem the type to forgive someone so easily,"

She chuckled lowly after swallowing her mouthful of cake, "Many make that mistake over so many minor things," She looked at him with a sheepish smile, "I will admit that last time we met, my patience had already been thin."

"Oh?" Interesting.

She sighed as she continued to eat her cake and finished it quickly before she spoke again, "I was dealing with rather distressing news over my brother and went to the bar."

"You have a brother?" The image of the boy flowed through his mind.

She nodded with a small smile as her eyes softened slightly, "Yeah. He's younger than me by a few minutes. We're twins you see."

He almost froze as those words left her mouth and he couldn't help it when he asked, "What is his name?"

"Allen," She answered while looking at him with a raised eyebrow, "Allen Walker,"

She was about to speak further when a waitress walked up and asked, "Sir is your name Tyki Mikk?"

"Yes," He realized with dread that the earl was calling for him.

"A call for you," He nodded and turned to speak to Frost when he found that she had disappeared.

He shook his head and went to the phone. The earl wouldn't like it if he waited.

Frost

I paid my bill and walked out of the shop. It was mean of me to leave Tyki like that, but I had other things to do. It was hilarious to see his shock at my forgiveness, but the humor I found in such expressions was waning since it happened much too often. My thoughts went to the other topic of conversation. I frowned slightly at the thought of it. He had seemed to be too shocked when I'd told him Allen's name, but why? Could it be that Allen had met Tyki? If so, when did that happen? The questions burned in my mind, but I pushed them aside as I headed towards the bank. My account manager wanted to speak with me and these matters always required complete focus.

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