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Naruto could feel his left eye start to twitch a little as Wakko talked to him. He had to resist to take the words back, but Gypsy might get upset at him again, so he swallows them down. "Wakko eh? Guess it's nice to meet you? And I've never heard of ScratchenSniff so I doubt I ever talked to them before!" he says, sitting himself down.

Aziraphale squeaked when he was told to concentrate, eyes widening slightly, before he looked almost embarrassed, stammering out an apology and laughing sheepishly, ears flicking back a bit and tails wiggling about in a nervous manner. "M-my apologies, dear friend. You know I just can't help myself..." he murmured, pawing very gently at the pages of a book, before a sigh escaped him. "There may be something in here, but... but Her prophecies take a while to decipher, Crowley, sweet, and... it may be a while before I figure out if there's anything about you or I or both of us in here."

Crowley shivered at being called sweet. He knew that it was an Aziraphale thing, that the angel talked like that to anyone, but the demon liked to pretend it was just to him, and as such, he settled his head on the angel's shoulder, his grin becoming more natural and relaxed. "Maybe I should take a look at that book some time." He laughed softly, and pulled back, realizing just how close and... well, comfortable he had been getting. "As if I could ever get you to let go of it, though."

{Hopefully someone will approach him, because I don't think he can approach others right now. xD;}

Sesshomaru settled down, giving a look around him. For as long as he had lived, he had never thought that he would actually miss having his servant Jaken around. With the going-ons around him, he would never had thought that he would feel a hidden sense of loneliness.

Perhaps it was because of the influence of that mortal child. He had done his fair share of protecting her, maybe even treated her as his own. There was even something about her that made him look at those 'pathetic mortals' from a different light.

There was something about Rin. He almost frowned, but he didn't. Instead, his features were still unreadable. He could only hope these feelings of loneliness would seep away with time.

His chased those thoughts away, looking up at a familiar voice. It was one he hadn't heard in years, but would recognise forever. After all, it belonged to someone he might even had held in high respect.

"Father?" He said, more of as a statement than as a question. "Shouldn't I be asking you that instead."

Flopping down into a cross-legged position, Edward realized that Mustang was serious. In the back of his mind, he somewhat respected and admired the other Kitsusagi's ambition to start his own family. Of course, he wasn't going to let Roy get away with the razzing -that- easily.

Thus, the cocky grin still remained as Edward folded his arms behind his head. "Yeah... little military Mustang brats running around. That'll be the day!" After rocking back and forth for a bit, he then leaned forward to look Mustang in the eye. "So who's the unlucky girl, Hawkeye?" That's who Edward would first assume atleast.

He couldn't help but picture the aforementioned 'Mustang brats'... literally running around at Roy's command... all sent to terrorize him! O_O (Dream Bubble: "Offspring attack!" Little Kitsusagi's promptly latching onto all of Edward's limbs and squealing, biting and drooling obnoxiously! ) Edward resisted the urge to scream in terror... and instead just sweatdropped.

Finally getting a satisfactory sound of annoyance out of Roy, Edward seemed to back down just a little bit at long last. His brother would be horrified at his behavior, but that mattered little at the moment. Speaking of which, he seems to have misplaced Alphonse.

The anthro stared blankly at Mustang for several long moments, especially about the part of teaching one of his kits. Giving a little nervous laugh, Edward again idly scratched at the side of his head. This seeming to be a bit of a nervous habit as well. "Aheh... Me? Teach one of your brats?" Surely, the colonel couldn't be serious! Roy was a damn good alchemist in his own right, why would he need or want Edward give lessons?

Despite that... would Edward even want to take the time to do so? He doesn't think he'd make that good of a teacher. His thoughts traveled back in time to when he first started studying alchemy. A nostalgic look on his face, as he recalled making a doll for Winry. As well as going to his 'teacher' for lessons, and how hard Izumi had been on both he and his brother.

Maybe... it wasn't such a bad idea after all. And besides... that would give Edward some time to turn the kid on its dad. All in good natured fun of course!

Because Crowley was a demon, and was a demon who liked his own simple pleasures- any pleasure, really, he allowed to Aziraphale to nuzzle against him, a soft purr escaping him. He let himself stay close to the angel, their tails brushing occasionally in the companionable silence while Aziraphale read, and Crowley looked over his shoulder, picking up bits and pieces of what was written on the pages.

{Oh my. xD
Poor Sesshy! =P}

Sesshomau pondered upon the question, giving his tails a light flick as he looked at his father. How long ago was it that he been asked that same question? How long had it been since he had answered him with a firm no? The truth was, his father had been right.

The youkai stayed silent for a moment before giving his answer, "Maybe I had."