Aiako waited for his reply, soon getting an okay from the other and being led into the house. He took a moment to glance around, before standing to the side, his umbrella now closed and leaned up against the entrance of the place. When the other wondered into the kitchen. Aiako waited til he was told to sit, his head nodding as he moved to do just that. It wasn't to bad, rather peaceful to be honest. His hands in his lap as he waited.

Michael came out with his two mugs, setting one down in front of Aiako. "Ah, it's mint, if that's okay." he said gently, taking a seat close to Aiako. He blew into his mug, before taking a small sip, letting the warm liquid slid down his throat.

Aiako blinked a few times as he took the warmed cup of tea, him to giving a small blow on it, sitting like any traditional Japanese folk would. "mmm.." he said after a small sip. "this taste really good..." he said giving the other a nice smile.

Michael nodded in reply, a small smile on his face. "Thank you." he murmured. "So, Aiako, you mentioned earlier that you have no wear to go. Did you mean, no other place you can go? Or, no other place that you had to be?" he asked. If it turned out this one didn't have a place to stay, Michael would gladly put him up. After all, Aiako would make a beautiful model, Michael still felt like he wanted to create just looking at him.

Aiako tilted his head to the side. "You could say I don't have a place to go to...I've done gone and broke the rule." he said as he leaned back slightly, glancing out a near by window watching the blossoms flutter. "I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone..." he said in a softer tone. "But you saw me, and I couldn't very well just ignore you." he pointed out mostly to himself. Trying to keep his action reasoned with...maybe they other gods wouldn't be to mad at him...

Michael blinked. This really made no sense to him. It sounded more like Aiako had been kept prisoner, rather than kicked out of hwerever he was staying. If that was even the case. Micheal couldn't be sure, all he knew was Aiako seemed to need a place to stay. "If you need, this place has a few extra rooms. You could stay here, if you liked." he offered, taking another sip of his tea.

Aiako bit onto his lower lip before glancing over at the artist. "I'll stay, but I'll stay with you...in you're room." he said in a tone that might hint to joking. Might not. Most people thought that gods could do whatever. A god had to have someone sleeping next to them, be it another god or a human. Otherwise they'd not be able to sleep..

Michael blinked. Wow, that was... straight forward. But, by his tone, Michael sensed he was being teased again, with a genuine offer. All he could do then, was smirk at the smaller one. "Alright, I'll accept that, on one condition." he paused, excited that Aiako had given him a reason to say this. "You can sleep in my room with me, if you'll agree to model for me." he said, a note of finality in his voice. He wouldn't take no as an answer.

Aiako blinked a few times as his head tilted to the side. "Um..okay." he said unsure of this, but he did love art. Though what would happen when the higher ups found out about this one..."Just one thing, If you paint me, you can't give my name to anyone. what so ever." he said as he took another drink. "oh...and you do realize I'm a boy right?" he asked wanting to make sure..

Michael nodded. "That's totally fine." he said, in answer to the other's first request. He understood about privacy and all that. Besides, it was rather rare for an artist to give out information on his model what so ever. Michael blinked when the other said he was male. he shrugged. "That's fine as well, it doesn't change that I want to paint you." he said, all non chalance.