Walking

Ikea nodded. "I guess I can agree with that." She smiled. "But sometimes we can't hide everything."

Ikea shrugged. "Hmm. But then there are those days when you don't really want to hide anymore."

Ikea raised an eyebrow. "Perpously?"

Ikea thought for a second and then shook her head. "Not really...only one person but it was kinda obvious that he would figure it out, seeing as though it was Daigotsu(sp) and he's like, the God of Demons or whatever."

Ikea stared at her, open mouthed. "Daigotsu...is your son!?" She burst out laughing. "Oh my god! That is just-" She stopped her look at her again, and then resumed her laughing fit. Leaning against one of the walls to hold her up she continued to laugh. "That's rich!"

Ikea shook her head, still laughing. She held up a finger, telling Amaya to give her a minute. After a couple minutes the laughter ceased and she stood relativly straight again. "Oh no, it's nothing really...more of a little...personal yet not so much little thing..."

"I don't have to tell you why I think that's funny. I don't even have to be talking to you but I'm trying to be nice for once in my life, and frankly, it's harder then people think." She started to scratch at the concrete wall with her nail, which made a lot of noise.

Ikea looks at her nail, which just looks a little sharper then before. "Sure sure, that's what everyone says. But with the people I hang out with, kindness shows weakness and when you're a person like me, weakness will get you kill all that much quicker."

Ikea smiled. "I already am."

"But to some people I don't think that they will care ver much. But whatever, they pick a fight with me, they're as good as dead."

Ikea smiled, showing slightly pointed teeth. "That's an understatment. In a fight, nothing holds me back, nothing." She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Why are you happy about that?"

Ikea's smile grew a little bigger. "It is, oh man it is." She laughed and leaned against the wall. "It's also fun."