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"A-ah…please don’t run away." His protests were ignored by the white cat that instantly ran away despite Kamikaze’s soft urges. He had even found some cat food to give to it. The zombie frowned kneeling down in the alley. It was no good. Animals seemed to hate him. And people…he glanced at the moving people along the main road. He could do without them. Wincing at the jolt of hunger pain that suddenly appeared, the male attempted to find the cat again. "Animals…are better than people," he mumbled.
He was glad that the scary dressed up people were gone now. But now he felt a little silly for being so scared of them.
"Frightening? Excitement is frightening?" Was she being to energetic? Maybe Himawari should tone it down a notch. Hm…maybe he just wasn’t used to all the energy? Questions, questions. "Come on brighten up! How about we go to a cafe for a nice cup of tea or coffee?" It could be her treat, she always liked to hang out with new friends at a cafe or the library, only if they were willing to of course.
“Mmm…y-yes,” he muttered to himself. That was wrong, right? All the times he had observed the people around him, they didn’t seem to be afraid of being too excited. It was just him that was like this. “Ah, sorry,” he apologized. Kamikaze wasn’t right, so he felt like he should be the one to apologize. Then crimson eyes widened in surprise. She wanted to go somewhere with him. He wrung his hands in trepidation.
Of course, he immediately distrusted it. Why would she want to go somewhere with him? He didn’t look like other people. He was unclean, pale, and unaverage. He wasn’t the suitable type for things like that. But it wasn’t like he could simply say no. What if she got upset? “O-oh…o-okay…”he finally consented.
Ⅱ; Hallow’s Eve wasn’t exactly a holiday that she herself was fond of. Emma wasn’t like her sister— and therefore didn’t see the point in dressing up and giving out candy when it wasn’t the tradition all of those centuries ago. Slightly, and dressed casually, she walked through the street— quietly watching the humans around her. Well, until she bumped into someone else.
“—You’re scared.. why?” That contact did allow her to get a good sensation of what he was feeling; and seeing as she could be considered an odd one, that was going to be the first thing out of her mouth after he spoke, “It’s because of the people around you, isn’t it..?”
Kamikaze stopped, crimson eyes moving over to the female. He gave her a look over. No scary costume. She looked average this day. Usually, that would still fill him with fear. But today, in comparison to the people who were dressed like horrible creatures, that was better. He clenched onto his shirt, biting his lip. “Why—….?” he mumbled. Wouldn’t it be obvious? He gave a slight flinch when a person dressed in costume walked by. “Because…it’s scary,” he said.
The male’s eyes widened at her observation. “Y-yeah…Yeah!” he said with a bit of energy. It was always the people around him that made him afraid. They were unreliable and confusing to him. He hated it. Mostly because he knew that he would never be like those people.