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Sora and Ken had seen the interaction.
"Did you hear what she asked him?"
Ken shook his head. "No, but I bet you a dollar that it was for an autograph or a picture."
Sora gave him a grin. "Bets usually are on one thing."
"Haha! True, true. But we're not actually betting."
Her grin waned as Leon walked closer to their position.
His walk bothered her. It was filled with confidence and self-assurance, she could hear it screaming 'massive ego.' And then that aloof air that was mixed in there added a layer of conceit that rubbed her the wrong way.
Then, he passed them without sparing a glance.
Not a simple nod of the head or any sort of acknowledgement.
The knowledge made her boil inside.
"Fans are people," she said to his back. The statement wasn't what she originally wanted to say, but it worked out for her. It made the stone man pause. "Your co-workers as well."
Next to her, Ken tried to get her attention, but she shrugged it off.
Someone's got to say something.
Leon's back was still to them; however his head slightly turned so that his eye made contact with her. She stared back, unafraid of whatever he had to say to her.
"If I ever need the obvious said to me," he started in a slow, low voice, "I'll come to you."
Her eyes narrowed and flashed with indignation.
He's mocking me.
She took a step towards him—to do what, she didn't know—she just burned with the desire to act, to do something that would get through to him and his egotistical self.
Ken grabbed her arm before she could get any closer. She pulled at her arm, trying to break his hold on her. Leon's eye was laughing at her, daring her to come closer and see what would happen if she approached him.
"Shrug it off," Ken mumbled in her ear. "He's not worth the anger."
The word "anger" ringed in her head. She blinked out of the cloud that Leon's words and actions put her under.
Since when am I quick to anger?
She was dismayed to find out that Leon tended to do that to her. There was the time he walked off the stage and then the blowout she had when he insulted Layla. Her arm slacked as the feeling drained out of her. Ken hesitantly released her arm; he kept his hand up in case he needed to grab her again.
This wasn't her at all.
"Be sure to do that," she simply said and then walked off before Leon could do it to her.
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When she called out to him, he wasn't surprised.
When her eyes were snapping at him with irritation, he admired the way the emotion colored her normal brown irises.
That said, he had been a bit disappointed when her friend spoke to her and her fighting stance relaxed. That had been anticlimactic.
Though, her last words spoke of a lingering fire and her actions told him that she wasn't giving up, not by a long shot.
He put the key in the ignition and started his car.
That smile hides your temper too well.
But he was slowly learning that the mask wasn't indestructible.
He let out a half smirk at the thought. His car pulled out in reverse as he made his way to his apartment.
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