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The first response to the banging and the shout of his name was to reply with the word "WHAT?" Just as loudly. When it was apparent who was on the other side of the door Titus rolled his eyes before making his way to the door.

A single lock clicked and the demon opened the door staring at the ghoul with a less than pleased look. It wasn't entirely because Riyo had showed up out of the blue but in fact had to do with the puff of fur he currently had tucked under his arm.



The foxfire seemed wildly excited about the new guest, little feet running against the air and getting it no where. It wanted desperately to be closer to Riyo, its little tongue sticking out of its mouth and licking at the air.

"What do you want?" Titus asked gruffly, leaning against the door waiting for an explanation to Riyo's sudden arrival.

Titus grumbled when it seemed Riyo had lapsed into confusion. "Well, spit it out."

He waited as patiently as he could muster, his fingers drumming an irregular beat against the door. All the while he held tight to the struggling ball of fluff that wanted nothing more than to shower Riyo with kisses. Stupid mutt.

"Well, isn't that just fine and -" and the joke ended with what did the five fingers say to the face? SLAP! The demon's head jerked to the side hitting the door that he was standing beside. The horn on his head clattered with it loudly but it seemed the damage was minimal.

Shaking his head lightly after the impact Titus let out a low growl, those sharp teeth bared in a snarl. His eyes were blazing against the black of his sclera as his focus zoned in on Riyo's face.

"Noted," He snarled before attempting to slam the door in her face. Too bad the door wasn't working in his favor. It hit the frame being a fraction of a millimeter off center so that it wouldn't close without being eased into place. The force that Titus had tried to use to slam it shut only caused it to bounce back open and slam into the demon making him stumble back into the room.

"Jack damnit," He hissed, dropping the foxfire that immediately scampered to Riyo's feet and began to bounce in place to get attention.

Tending to his nose which he was debating if it was broken or not, Titus looked up with a look of confusion and anger. The feline was on some sort of rabid rant about ....what was it about? Titus was finding it hard to pay attention but he was fairly certain he hadn't pissed Riyo off in weeks.

"What....are you ******** talking about?" Titus scoffed at the foxfire who seemed intent on sticking with Riyo, staring up at her with those beady pleading eyes. They said love me, pet me, hold me, and possible give me a treat if you have one to spare. Something low fat would be nice.

"Have I done something to you in the last couple of days I'm confused? I'm guessing you had nothing better to do than come b***h about whatever came to mind." He paused then as if considering. "Is it that time of the month for you? Are you PMSing because this seems like the s**t my sister Mirren would pull."

He took a seat on his couch that sat centered in the room. His dorm was much like a small apartment the room they were currently in looked like it was made to entertain. Entertain who was a good question because as far as anyone could tell Titus had no friends.

"If you are experiencing anything of a feminine nature I would like to invite you to take your leave and try not to let the door hit you on the a** on the way out."

"Bet?" Titus gave a great deal of thought to that question as if he had forgotten. In reality, he kind of had. Once he had won it was no longer important...he had won. Spreading rumors and tall tales of romantic endeavors that never happened was far too much work. "Ah yes, I do remember you losing."

He leaned back into the couch as Riyo decided to loom over him, doing his best to look bored and indifferent. If only his nose didn't hurt like a b***h at the moment. The demon did his best to soak in what she was telling him but what she was complaining about....made no Jack damn sense.

"So...wait....let me get this straight." Titus leaned forward a bit to rub at his temple while his mind put the pieces of this ******** up puzzle together. "I won the bet and for winning I was allowed to spread rumors about us being together....and your mad...because I didn't?" Okay so he got the gist of her complaint but it still didn't make any sense.

As soon as she brought up Scarentines Titus looked away nervously. Honestly he had no idea what had come over him at the Scarentines dance but he had been suddenly brave and willing to close the distance. Try that now and he wouldn't have as much luck.

"Worthless...to me?" His attention snapped back around, confusion once again the dominating emotion on his face. "What are you hoping to be to me? An ally? A friend? Something more?" Yeah he couldn't say ghoulfriend or boilfriend, that was too much. "I don't know that you've noticed but I don't really treat anyone differently, you are no special snowflake among the masses." Decidedly not true, otherwise he wouldn't have checked in on her after the trials when he hadn't bothered to check on anyone else.

After a little more gentle prodding Titus determined that his nose wasn't broken. Whether it would bruise or not had yet to be seen.

Still trying to make sense of what the ghoul was complaining about, Titus sank back into his couch, still rubbing at his temple as the wheels continued to turn. There must have been a wrench in the works because it still wasn't making sense. That or ghouls were really that complicated.

"I really...don't get it." His brow creased in the center, staring at the floor as if it would hold all the answers. Sadly it didn't.

"I haven't treated you differently, I would have been just as lazy with anyone else. It takes effort to devise rumors you know," Titus complained. That and it took people to listen and Titus really didn't have friends per say.

Looking all the more confused as Riyo brought up her looks, the demon made a face that clearly said she was crazy. "For a ghoul who exudes confidence your self esteem is lower than a fat chick in the cinnabon line going for seconds at the maul." He looked at her quizzically for a moment deciding to throw a question out there. "Why compare yourself to others? What do you think makes them so much better? Sure Wingnut is cute...kinda like a pet." He looked at the foxfire who's tail instantly began to wag thinking it was going to get attention. "And Kidget is a psychotic midget with a big mouth."

"That crazy b***h who dresses like a guy." Titus corrected. See, he could be helpful and nice at times. Throwing a dog a bone, that's what Titus did.

"And if you were so conflicted about your looks why did you take up the bet anyway? Were you trying to prove something to me or yourself?"

The foxfire at Riyo's feet seemed to take her distant staring as a come hither look. Quickly the little canine trotted over, shaking unable to contain its excitement. When it was at her feet it rose up on its hind legs and did a little bouncy dance trying to get closer to the ghoul, though it seemed to know better than to jump up on the couch.

=u= The foxfire was nine kinds of content as soon as Riyo picked him up off the floor. His demeanor shifted to be calm and still melting into her lap as she scratched under his chin. When her fingers began to work magic behind his ears one of the foxfire's little back feet began to twitch. Oh that was some good scratching.

Titus wasn't about to correct Riyo that if he hadn't strung her along the bet would have been over before it began. Why admit that he hadn't been playing fair? Instead he just rolled his eyes at the joke, eyes glaring at the fluffy beast in her lap.

"It normally would be. I think it would make a delightful hat, unfortunately it belongs to my Uncle and I have been requested to return him in one piece when he gets back from his business trip." It was the lamest job he had ever been given. The demon didn't know what to make of it when he had arrived at his dorm to find a mountain of dog supplies to greet him and his Uncle with a carrier. The foxfire was a pampered pet and loved attention but at least knew some manners. Thank jack it was house trained.