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Keno dropped the act and looked at Ichi as he always did. "So that's it? You don't like it when I'm playful?" This truly did confuse him. He thought she'd be more upset with him being so strict all the time, but it seemed she was creeped out by the fact that he could play dramatically different roles very well.

"The one who acted like a big brother? The passive, nonchalant, always smiling Keno." Of course people would like a friendlier persona better. That was to be expected. "So then you don't like me now?"

"That's what I wanted to hear." Keno says smiling gently as he placed his left hand over her head. His hand slid under her chin and lifted her head up to face him. He then bent down and gave her a small kiss.

"So there's a fighter in you afterall. If you were as willng to train as you were to push me away, you'd not have to be disciplined so harshly." Keno was grinning cruelly as he looked as his servant. He was disappointed though because a lack of tust meant a lack of loyalty, which mean eventually, he may have to punish her. He still didn't want that. But he wasn't going to have an disobedient servant anymore than he would an abused one. "Get dressed." He turned and left the room to leave her in complete privacy.

The warrior just chuckled. He felt like a God in these rafters, able to hear all, see all within Orion. By focusing himself up in this alone, dark space, he felt peace and serenity... the only other time he felt that was with Sabrina.
Such inner calm was rare for User and difficult to obtain. For normally he was a hurricane, raging and killing and destroying everything, everyone.
So when he acted like the hurricane he felt like inside, he also found his truest calm and truest peace.
Nothing gave him more pleasure, more enjoyment than a battle.
So the wanna-be-God sat in his rafters and chuckled, enjoying the little show the two put on for him.
For they were interesting. Especially KenoTao. That human had always been two things: Infuriating and interesting. Generally, User could only see the part that pissed him off and let the hurricane roar forth.
This Keno was a bitter, angry man. He could respect that. User himself was a bitter, angry man.
Are you really? Asked his inner voice, Or have you long since given up your ways? You care about people, you trust people, you love people. How different you are. Weaker you are.
User exmained the point. He wasn't AS bloodthirsty before. And he did love his daughter. And he trusted and cared Jade and to some extent he trusted Deity.
Valid points. He had never given a damn before.
... They are changing you... and not for the better...
He was a changed man. The pre-Earth User killed and killed. Mindless, aimless, pointless. He just had rage and fury, directed in no direction. He wanted his revenge but had felt it unobtainable, living his life of being a servant to one greater than him.
That had changed. He had reason, a point, something to fight for. His daughter, his friends.
It made the hurricane in him toss and turn. How dare they change him? How dare they do this to him? He was a Saiya-jin- No! Not just any Saiya-jin! A Prince of Saiya-jins! Who do they think they are?
User shut these emotions away. He had grown stronger here than anywhere else before. He had become a Super Saiya-jin and had discovered the true cause of Cooler's fear in him: The Legendary Super Saiya-jin.
He chuckled as the fighting in the room esclated with a kiss. Silly humans... if Tao was human anymore. Even Ichigo was different.
"Scum."
User had never felt love for another being in the sense that the humans did. That they would 'fall in love' for another. It was a near alien trait to him. Saiya-jin courtship meant finding a mate as powerful as your own. Then it involved combat. They would fight until exhaustion. Depending on whom started the match, they were suppose to be the winner. Or a tie would work, in which both persons were considered equals.
User didn't like this notion of 'love'. It was... different. What was love, anyhow? Just another word from the human tongue. That was all.
He stopped thinking. He didn't like thinking when there was fighting to be watched.

Keno was returned to Ichi's room. He had waited rather patiently, left, returned, left again, and was back. She still hadn't come out. She was either really pissed, really tired, or maybe a bit of both. His fist shot forth and hit the door with a little more force than necessary. "Come now, it's time we finish this."

"You're angry," Keno said calmly as he grabbed Ichigo by the wrist and Drifted with her to the arena, where he released her and backed away. "That means this is the perfect time to measure your true strength. You're a kitsune and my student. Don't disappoint me this time."

Keno's dropped his head as he sighed for a moment. It seemed Ichigo wasn't quite mad enough to hit him, but too mad to obey. He lifted his head up and his eyes flashed as he sped towards her, lifting her off of her feet with his right hand around her neck. He wasn't choking her, but he held her tightly. "You will fight." Keno said. "You will fight because you are weak and ignorant. You want to know what the wind is good for?" As he spoke Ichi should start to feel the air being forced out of her lungs, the true purpose of Keno's technique revealing itself. Punishment. "Or can you take a wild guess?"