Chapter Description: Lloyd was the Golden Ninja, the linchpin of nearly every prophecy. He followed them and completed them like clockwork.

The prophecy said nothing, absolutely nothing about how to talk to an android ninja about a problem.

A/N: Ehehe... I rushed this. Today was not my week, but you all managed to make to wonderful with all your comments and support! Thank you~~ more Zane angst coming your way, Lloyd style! Also, I posted a new Zane one-shot on my account! If you want to check out more Zane angst besides this.

-Chapter Six: if the sun doesn't shine (cast your eyes heavenward)-

Lloyd was not someone who was easy to talk to. He wasn't Jay, the lighthearted kid-at-heart who could probably run a massive nursery by himself if he needed the cash. He wasn't even Kai, who was also incredibly good with children, but not as good as Jay.

He was good at leading. He wasn't good at talking, to anyone or anything but his team.

Sometimes he wanted to blame the ninja for making him miss out on that childhood experience, but he couldn't bring himself to feel hatred at the only ones who believed in him from the start.

'Zane didn't have anyone to believe in him,' Lloyd thought as the feelings of guilt pricked at the edges of his already shame-clouded mind. 'Or at least, he didn't think anyone did.'

Which did not help his conscious at all, he noted.

Zane wasn't easy to hold a conversation with either. He wasn't familiar with many social queues, and though he spoke clearly, his words were often muddled with unnecessary complications; mentions of probability, and obscure words hardly found in simple conversation. Much unlike Lloyd, who was simply hard to talk to because of his awkwardness.

When placed together in a one on one conversation, it was likely that they'd both end up in awkward silence that Lloyd would usually end up breaking with a cough or a cheesy joke that hardly made sense to anyone but the two- the Golden Ninja and the living android.

Naturally, Lloyd was trying to find the words to talk to Zane. One responsibility of being the Golden Ninja that he didn't exactly like as much as the others was that he was the one who took the needed responsibility of handling the press. He was the one the new reporters flocked to first to interview after what they happily dubbed 'the ninja-calling events'.

...none of the ninja were on board with that name.

Though Lloyd was often prepared for their questions with already recited and practiced answers, interviewers had the uncanny ability to ask the strangest questions- 'what do the other ninja sing in the shower?' and 'who on the ship is a cat person and who is a dog person?' were among the oddest questions Lloyd found himself scrambling to answer to.

So it was a well known fact that he was more than a little bit inclined to simple conversation, one skill Zane didn't seem to possess among a plethora of other abilities, oddly enough (which was also a well known fact among those who knew him).

Lloyd didn't talk if he didn't have to, which meant he didn't talk to himself. But just this once, he would make an exception.

"We messed up," he whispered, and the words rung, empty, throughout the dark room.

He hoped he could make more exceptions for Zane in the future.