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Chapter Two

THIS MAY SEEM like an absurd request, and the President of the NBSA thought so, too. If you're thinking this, you've CLEARLY never met Aeyden. Even the way he walks screams ninja. Well, more like whispers, but whatever. Anyways, like I was saying, his whole attitude is sleuth-like, he walks like a cheetah stalking a gazelle, and runs like one too. If you make plans to meet up with him, he'll likely jump out of a tree and scare the living shit out of you, after all, nineteen is still technically a teenager.

Now, to picture Aeyden, you need to erase all stereotypical images of a ninja from your mind, because Aeyden looks like anything BUT that. Firstly, if you didn't know him, you'd never in a million years think that he was such a good sneak. Which I guess, now that I think about it, is what makes him so good at what he does. He is around five-foot six, and looks EXTREMELY awkward. His mouth is huge, it almost stretches from one outer corner of his eye to the other. If he were to have a caricature it'd take up half his face. He says I'm exaggerating, but he knows I'm not, because his left eyebrow always twitches, just ever so slightly when he lies. He denies it, but when he does, there his eyebrow is, twitching away.

Naturally, Aeyden, you know, being a guy and all brought questions from the all non-binary society, but they haven't seen Aeyden in action, now have they?

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Ah. Well. I fucked up. I realized, I, uh, had kinda never told Aeyden that he has a meeting with the President of a society that he's never heard of, about a job he doesn't know about in... SHIT. Three hours. How the hell am I supposed on board with this, much less tell him that he has a MEETING for something he has no say in?! I started heading for his house.

I was about halfway there, when all of a sudden,

"What's up, Doc?" a voice whispers in my ear. I'm not sure why I'm still surprised at this point, but still. I kick back landing a blow right in his gut, causing him (along with getting the wind knocked out of him) to swallow his gum. He bent over, holding up two fingers, one to flip me off, and the other for me to allow him a minute to catch his breath. As IF! I turn around and keep walking, although where to now, I don't know. As Aeyden falls into stride with me, he turns to me and says, "HEY! That was my last piece of gum dude, you owe me!" I turned to look at him, and saw that he was wearing a grin, but I knew he was serious, gum is some important shit to Aeyden. "Well, with the news i have YOU might be owing ME, Bugs"

He cocked an eyebrow at me jogging to catch up, still winded from my kick.

"No shit? Well by all means then, spill the beans, Bonzo."

After that, all the beans were, well, spilled, according to Aeyden.

"Well you see I got a job offer for this society that's in charge of taking care of the bigots and I said only if you get to be head of the ambush team but its a non-binary society and you like being a guy was iffy for them so you have a meeting with the president of the society in two and a half hours"

I winced, partially hoping he got all of that, and partially hoping he didn't. His eyes bulged, and he stared at me dumb-founded, although because he heard me, or if he didn't catch a word I said, I couldn't tell.

"Whoa," was all he said, still staring at me in disbelief. He started muttering to himself, and was still doing so when he said "T-they want ME to be head of the ambush department? T-thats like, like, someone calling 2005 Frank Iero a 'Nice Young Man'™! I-I'm not sneaky I-I can't- I can't surprise people, m- much less AMBUSH anyone!!"

I looked at him, now it was MY turn to be dumb-founded. Aeyden usually seems so sure of himself, and this seemed extremely out of character.

Another thing you should know about Aeyden, he took the drama elective all four years in high school, and won't hesitate to brag that he landed Romeo in the spring play when he was a freshman. Don't tell him this, because he is most absolutely sure that this is one of his "many talents" - his words, not mine, but even though the guy can act, does NOT mean that he can sing. We did a karaoke night once, and he tried to sing If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn. Let's just say... Aeyden's DEFINITELY no Kellin Quinn.

But as I stood there, looking at Aeyden, confused, I noticed something. Even though Aeyden wasn't smiling, or even showing signs of repressing a smile, his eyes shone in that same way that they do when he is laughing or telling a joke. Then of course, I remembered what day it was.

"Haha," I said sarcastically. "Very funny."

"Took you long enough," he said, now cracking a smile. "You just stood there, staring at me. I thought that you had gone brain-dead, and half expected you to start drooling if you had your jaw on the floor any longer!"

It was just like Aeyden to pull a April 9th Fools Day joke when he is faced with a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I said, smiling in that way where no matter how hard you try you can't help smiling.

"So, I kinda need to know like right now if you're going to the meeting." I said quickly, hoping to get my answer so I can stop being a worry-wart.