Heero weaved in and out of the people at the Grand Bazaar hoping to get to the sword shop before they closed, true he did not need to buy a sword because of his kekki genkai but that did not stop him from looking. His hands pressed on the glass case that housed a brand new Katina with the kanji for 'wind' on it, the very beauty of the blade made Heero want it. He was snapped out of his dreams of having the sword when he seen the price tag, it would take years of him saving up his allowance/ earnings from the orphanage to even think of buying it. Heero sighed and shook his head as he made his way to one of the benches lining the paths. " Well at..at least I can make my..own." He stated to him self.

Zaiaku grumbled in annoyance as he walked through the Bazaar,running a stupid errand of buying more food.He sighed.When will has family ever learn that he hates going here.Eyes from the elderly to children watched him.His hood was off,exposing his beastly face.He wore his armor,hidden underneath his rather large cloak.He was to lazy to take it off.As he walked,a certain Katana caught his eye.He,bored of walking,stopped for a moment and quietly observed the rather fine weapon.

Heero sighed as a soft breeze ran across his face. The past few months seemed as if he had gotten no where. Sure he had made Chunnin, how he did not know he was still at a genin level as far as he could tell. The former Kazekage seemed nice enough, however he never really got to know her at all. He was still in the orphanage and still alone. He still was not in a team due to slow paper work, or at least that was what he was told. He stretched and yawned. As he brought his arm down from stretching he spotted another one looking at the sword he was just viewing.

Not being someone who is good at talking to people he decided to try, just so he could see if he could get over his nerviness that plagued him since being a slave.

He walked up to the figure with the large cloak. "H..Hi i.im..im Heero...." He said in a attempt to be friendly. The truth was he just could not get much confidence up. He hoped the other guy would be friendly at least.

"H..Hi i.im..im Heero...."Said a rather delicate voice.Curious,Zaiaku turned to the scource.A boy....'Heero' stood there,looking up at him.He seemed rather small as Zaiaku looked down at him,his red eyes meeting Heero's normal ones.Though his fangs made him seem intimitating,he facial expression was that of non-chalantlness,bored really."Hmmm.."Zaiaku responed,crossing his arms which were still hidden by the sleeves.Dull red eyes never left the hazel ones,as if,he was observing him.However,this was not true due to expression.

"Hmmm.." Said the Towering guy, Heero only stood at a tiny 4'8" and this guy was almost double his height! "I um...you..um um you like sw..swords?" Heero asked hoping the other person did not think he was too afraid of him. The other guy stared as if trying to bore into him. "I..I like pocky do you?" Heero said as he opened a new box of pocky and took one out. "Yo...you can have some if you want..." He said to ease the tension.

Zaiaku merely nodded at the question and adjusted his posture slightly,setting a casual atmosphere.He knew the kid was scared shitless,so he might as well make it casual.He turned his eyes to the sword,observing it slightly before returning his gaze to the kid. "I..I like pocky do you?"Zaiaku merely shrugged.He didn't really try many new things due to being as stubborn as he is."Yo...you can have some if you want..."Zaiaku looked at the offering,slightly flattered."Thanks..."He said in a quiet,yet bored voice as his large,clawed hand reached out and gently grabbed one.

Heero smiled gently as the large guy grabbed a pocky and even said something! "Wh..Whats your name?" Heero asked as he got another pocky out of his pocket. The guy seemed to not mean any harm but, as a shinobi you never know. "Yo...you g.got any family?" He asked trying to start a conversation.


((Sorry its so short, im doing alot of things at once :) ))

"Wh..Whats your name?" The small boy asked as Zaiaku gently chewed the food."Zaiaku...."He said,boredom lacing his voice as he spoke.In all honesty,he had gotten everything he needed.tThe only reason why he was still there was because of this little conversation."Yo...you g.got any family?"Zaiaku noticably paused for amoment,that certain memory still hurting him."...Yea.."He finally answered,followed by a toothy yawn.