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[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

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[Luke chuckled, his tone playful.]

Are you sure you want to say that while I'm standing behind you~?

[ Asch's mouth opens and closes once, twice, before fixing into a frown. ]

I feel fairly certain of my safety while in public.

Mm... I'll have to drag you somewhere private later...

[He nuzzled against his neck, lips brushing against his ear.]

I really miss you...

That's a rather forward invitation if I ever heard one.

[ There's no way Asch would jump at this point, though the slightest shiver does sneak down his spine, ruffling his feathers. ]

...then stay here. You don't have to go back.

I'm a very forward man. You should know this by now.

[Luke slips around him then; as much as he likes teasing him from behind, he love cuddling with him more.]

I want to, but we're all subject to the whims of a higher power.

It helps that you can't lie to save your life.

[ Thinking of Luke (any of them) as a man and not his immature sometimes-brat of a replica is still a strange concept to him on occasion. It's almost enough to make him laugh. Almost. Instead he fiddles with the hair around Luke's mask, idly straightening it out. ]

Perhaps. But if anyone could find a way to dodge fate, it would be you.

Mm... maybe not to you...

[Uh oh, Luke looks a little guilty. He must have done something wrong.]

[ Oh dear. The major question is what sort of wrong did Luke do. And does he even want to know? Have an exasperated stare, Luke. ]

... Then who did you lie to?

...Szayel Aporro-sama.

[He pulled away from Asch a little, looking away.]

I... didn't want to tell him. About you. About me. He doesn't know I'm a replica. He doesn't know you exist.

[ Perhaps contrary to what was expected, he lets out what can only be a sigh of relief. ]

To be honest, I think that was a wise choice. For several reasons.

[ Not the least of which was fear for them both. ]

But... I did it because I didn't want him to think less of me...

[He let out a soft sigh.]

He's... the first person in a long time that only knows me as a person. I... like that feeling, even if it is selfish.

I fail to see what reason he would have for changing his opinion when you've already proven yourself capable.

[ Though he knows better than anyone else how... ridiculous one's views can be. ]

Then keep that information to yourself. He isn't entitled to know every detail of your life.

True, but...

[He sighed, leaning toward Asch again.]

...I still feel guilty.

You shouldn't.

[ On this point he's adamant - possibly too much so with how harsh his voice comes out. ]

Not telling him does no harm, meaning you have no reason concern yourself over it.

[Luke had no comment; he doesn't expect Asch to understand. Szayel is his master and he owes him his very life. Not telling him something is like... a serious crime, you know?]

[ Nope, Asch doesn't understand in the least. He had one master wrap him around his finger and that was more than enough. The word itself is like a nasty taste in his mouth, one he's still trying to get rid of years later. ]

...I for one am glad you failed to mention it.

[Luke let out a faint sigh.]

Yes, I'm certain you are.

[ If Luke isn't holding on too tight, Asch is going to slip free and fold his arms across his chest. ]

What makes you so certain?

[Luke gave him a bland look as if the answer weren't obvious.]

So my master wouldn't go after you.

[ That makes his wings twitch; arrancar or not, he still doesn't care for Luke being a know-it-all. It's like having a prodigy for a younger sibling. ]

That's not an issue. Even were he interested in me, he isn't here. In case you've forgotten.

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[Way to make him even more depressed, Asch. Luke just let out a soft sigh at that, not meeting the winged original's gaze.]

[ Tact? What is tact. We forehead drecks know nothing of tact. Though Asch does feel a twinge of guilt after the fact and adds his own, more tired sigh to the conversation. ]

...forget it. Let's go. You don't still eat regular food, do you?

[Oh yay. Some tasteless human food. You're really on the ball today, aren't you, Asch? Luke's tone couldn't be anymore dull when he answers.]

Yes.

[ It's amazing how they went from being so cordial to almost hostile in no time flat. And Asch totally blames it on Szayel, even if he isn't here. There's a long pause as he corrals the pointless urge to punch things, and finally settles for just turning his back to Luke. ]

Do what you want, then. But don't expect any sympathy or help from me if it backfires.

[Luke's face twisted into an Asch worthy scowl. He storms over to him, grabbing him by the arm and spinning him around. He wanted to hit him, he really did, but he didn't want the guilt that punching Asch would lead to.]

[So, obviously, practically shoving his tongue down Asch's throat would have to suffice.]