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Tsurai kept the jacket on him, and started walking, he kept turning back to see if Isiah was following him, but also to see if Braeden could still hear them.

Once he was out of Braeden's sight, Tsurai stopped and waited for Isiah. And once Isiah was close to him, Tsurai finally started off the awkward conversation.

"I thought you said you didn't/i] have a crush on me, Isiah."

Tsurai crumpled in thought for a second.

"You're jealous?" He questioned. He figured Isiah was.
"Listen, I know he's rude and stupid, but he's just.. I don't know. I learn things better from him than I do you. I'm not gay, I don't like him.. Like that. I don't like anyone like that."

Tsurai pushed his arm through the wet jacket sleeve while the rain died out.
"I know I'm not smart, but I've crushed on people before, and if you have a crush on me then that's fine. Say it. Get it off your chest. You know nothing is gonna happen between us other than.. What has already. I mean. We're not going to be all.. Together or having sex or anything."

Tsurai put his hand to his face. He really wanted to trust Isiah, but everything Isiah had done was saying he was lying.

"I know you don't like him, and I thank you for looking out for me. And I'm sorry about earlier when I said I didn't want you doing it. Braeden's.. Despite how dumb it sounds, Braeden's right. You are my 'mom', I guess. And I kind of.. Like.. Having a guardian like you. And I trust you a lot. And I know you hate Braeden, but just because you're jealous of him, he's just someone I can learn stuff from, nothing more. I wouldn't even call him a friend at this point."

Tsurai took a large breath, running his fingers through his laden hair.

"The situation you ran in on wasn't the best. My mind wasn't thinking well at that point, and I forgot you were asleep. I shouldn't have screamed. I'm sorry."

"I know that. That he tells lies, I mean. He spouts a lot of them all the time. .. But he.. He knows Brian, and he hates you.." He scratched his head, thinking.

"Truth is.. I'm afraid of him... If I do too much s**t wrong.. I know he can tear me apart. But what I also know is.. He hates you.. I'm.. I'm an object, Isiah. I get thrown around as a trump card or some.. Piece of supplies. I tested drugs, and sometimes I dealt them, and a lot of times I killed people. That's all I do." He squinted. "Did."

He shook his head and continued. "Anyway, point is, this could turn out badly. And if something happens, Braeden's going to only hurt me to get to you. So I'd rather learn what I can from his now, and then hopefully, quietly, go our seperate ways, without you getting involved. And that's why I'd really appreciate it if you act like you didn't care about me so much. He knows, and he's going to use it against you. I can handle pain if I need to. I can handle emotional pain better. You can't. No offense, Isiah, but if anything happens, I'd rather be missing an arm than you have an emotional breakdown because you couldn't protect me."

"That's fine," Tsurai answered. "I really can't think of anyone that agrees with anything I decide." Tsurai nervously ran his fingers through his hair again, and started to walk back toward Braeden.

"I don't think I'm going to get any sleep tonight," he mused, pulling the jacket's sleeve over his pretty-much dead and still sore arm.

"But if you can, try not to worry about me. I may not be able to fight very well, but if I'm dying, the other guy usually dies first... Heh, sorry." He gave a small chuckle to himself.
How stupid he sounded.

Tsurai was worried about Isiah, still. He turned to ask Isiah to wait, but then sighed instead, forcing a small small back to Braeden.

"I told him to stay out of our business."

Tsurai sat down on the ground with a grunt. "What language is that, anyway? What were you saying?"

Tsurai narrowed his eyes. "What kind of talk?"
"I hope no one was listening to our conversation earlier.. Does word really spread that fast...?"

"I'll ignore the fact that you stole pretty much all our ciggerettes if you tell me."