Zero pouted at the ending and bit his lips. Re reading over the chapters and leaned back. Sighing a little and looked over at Leon. He enjoyed his beginning... He thought as he yawned. Going into the hallway to go and sleep on the couch. More used to that.

Blake said" you were reading his story weren't you." He was sitting on a chair looking at Sam's pictures.

Zero sat down on the couch and looked up. Hugging the pillow and pulled his headphones down. "...." He gave him a look and sighed. Damn his intelligence. "I'm sorry for looking at it without permission..." He muttered.

He said, setting the book down" don't worry about that what I'm worried about is the fact that you're taking a liking to Leon."

Zero looked up at him and blinked. "...You're worried about me taking a liking to Leon? Why?" He asked. He's really the first friend he could call... Why?

Blake said" just don't get too close to him alright everyone that gets too close to him ended up being hurt badly. So for your own safety I wouldn't try to get anymore closer than you are now." He picked the book up and continued reading.

Zero stared at him before nodding softly. "...Hey if you want me to leave, just tell me." he shrugged. Laying down on the couch and slipped his head phones back on. "You don't have to worry about me...I know how to protect myself."

He said, with a sigh" then I guess you can take on a gang by yourself much like Leon did... If Leon never took that challenge he would still be able to see....but I couldn't stop him he kept telling me that he could take them on......in return he was badly wounded yet the winner I honestly thought he was going to die...." He put his hands up to his mouth and said" he was wounded and it was my fault that I let him take the challenge."

Zero grunted and looked down. "I'm not a fighter..." He muttered. Knowing that by heart since he has been bullied before. Never able to fight back to them he leaned back and looked at Blake. Giving him a smile. "But I'm sure... It was no one's fault. So don't blame yourself..." He whispered softly and turned around. Falling asleep on the couch. Curling up to a pillow with music in his ears.

In the morning Leon yawned and went to the kitchen. He started cooking while thinking of ideas for the book.