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(( This is for Silva/Ice Queen and myself only. You're more than welcome to watch, though. n_n ))

Neruo started his journey from the back window, slowly floating in the direction of his old "rival's" residence. The two Feien hadn't seen each other since Ruya left town, and the heat Feien was more than happy to go visit Silva again.

As he glided past the old fence, he wondered what has happened to Silva since their last meeting. Had he grown? Had he found someone new? How was his training going? Neruo would've brought a present of sorts with him, if he knew more about Silva's other interests.

Neruo shrugged mentally, finally coming upon the house in question. Hopefully Silva would be there. There would be no reason he wouldn't be, but Silva was Silva. Neruo smiled and landed on an open windowsill, peering in. He gently knocked on the wood of the sill out of habit.

"Hello? Is anyone home?"

(( Sorry if I added a windowsill if there wasn't one. sweatdrop xd Oh, Ice, do you know why Syc and Jaes' diaries are locked? I'm just curious. ))

(( Ah, I see. Thank you for letting me know! I was just curious. n_n ))

Neruo looked Silva over, taking mental note of his comments about flowers. It was good to see Silva again, and although his height changed, his attitude didn't. Still the same old Silva, but it was a good thing. Neruo smiled/

"Yes, it has been a while. Congratulations on your growth. You look fantastic!"

He chuckled, showing his empty hands. "No, I didn't bring you any flowers. Usually that sort of thing is meant for females, and I certainly hope you haven't suddenly become one."

He wondered if he could stand on his tip-toes and reach Silva's height. "So, how have you been?" asked he, genuinely.

Neruo kneeled, choosing to stay a ways from Silva in case he didn't want company so close. He sighed, letting his smiled drop.

"Yes, I know she left. But I'm sure she'll be coming back. You needn't worry about it too much, though I understand if you're sad."

Finally deciding to sit, he did so, folding his "disgusting" wings behind him. This is when he was glad they weren't too large and cumbersome. He cast a worried glance at Silva, hoping he was okay. They may have been rivals at times, but Neruo still considered Silva a friend of sorts.

The orange Feien looked up at the sky, obviously thinking. "Not too be of a change, I think. I mean, besides the height... I've gotten used to being so tall now. It was hard at first, always smacking my head into things. BUt atleast that was entertaining..."

He stopped for a moment, on the verge of rambling on. Silva wasn't one to listen to such things, and he didn't feel like speaking htat much to him anyway. Still, he felt that pang of concern.

"Silva, are you alright?" He couldn't help but ask.

(( Pheer mad spelling errors! ))

Nerou looked thoughtful for a moment. "Do I ever get to the point where I just don't give a s**t anymore?" He pondered that. Though he never really gave the idea much though, Silva had an excellent point.

"Some days, things get very tedious or boring, yes. But death is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. So, no, I never think death would be more entertaining. At least, not my own death. Though I don't ever wish death upon anyone else..."

Neruo spoke over his shoulder. "That's good to hear. I'm glad you aren't planning anything. I'd miss you."

He stood slowly, brushing himself off. He shook one wing at a time, cleaning them while still speaking to Silva. "I'm sure you'll find something new. Maybe you should take up a sport or get another hobby?"

Finishing that task, he folded his wings again. "No, I never really considered Ruya to be mine in the first place. And no, I haven't been looking for anyone else, though I did meet a few new Feien. Yourself?"

Neruo chuckled. "Same thing I do every day. I should get a new hobby as well. I think I've made enough potions to effectively destroy at least one room in the house, so it must be best to stop now." He tilted his head, looking out across the front of the house. What other hobbies could he delve into?

"We're recently gotten some sort of hyperactive marble. It crashes into everything, so I've been dodging potential concussions for a few days..."

Well, that bit of info probably bored Silva half to death...

Then, in the midst of the silence, Neruo had an idea. "I think we should come up with some sort of activity we could do together. You know, whenever you feel like you 'don't give a s**t anymore'."

(( I love mistyping Neruo's name, I swear... X_x

*hasta go soon* ))

Neruo shook his head, happy that Silva seemed to be in a good mood again. " I didn't exactly mean it that way, but you know that." he said, still smiling.

His gray eyes turned to the sky, where they stayed for a while. He quietly sighed, wondering if there was he could do to help Silva, or if Silva wanted help at all. Of course, it wasn't really his problem. But still...