"Is that so. Wouldn't think a man who teaches martial arts would be such a timid thing." A scowl formed upon the Omega's face causing Zee to sigh, inwardly. This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted Ichiro to acknowledge the attraction, just as he did and to allow them both to explore it without obstacle. "I never expected to be attracted to a man either," he lowered his voice, hoping to soothe and coax his Omega more softly. "But I am not adverse to the idea. Give me a good reason why I, why we shouldn't pursue this?" "I told you, I'm not into men. I'm a man! I like women, end of!" "Can you not accept men liking other men? Does it disgust you?" Zee asked him, wanting to understand. "What, no! Never!" Ichiro immediately denied. "My little brother is gay! Granted, I'll never let any man get within a hundred feet of him if he has any intentions towards Saburo, but that's not homophobia! I wouldn't let a woman close either, my brothers are too cute and innocent!" Zee watched as a myriad of different expressions flowed over Ichiro's face, from fierceness to softness, with a mix of indignation, resolve and affection included. He couldn't help but chuckle, easing some of the tension in his shoulders, however, the deep tremor of which caused minor quakes within Ichiro's own body. He chanced a quick look up at the Alpha's face, noticing the slight curve of the other man's lips and his mind began to wander. "Well, lovebirds, this has been fun," Olivia said, once more dragging Ichiro from his revere, "but this Lady has done her good deed for the month and wants to get going." "Good deed? What good deed?" Ichiro slid against the wall, trying to look around the mammoth of a man shadowing him completely. "Introducing a fated pair to each other of course!" Olivia smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. She admitted to herself that she was slightly torn, jealous that there was no man as into her as Zandre obviously was into Ichiro. Would there come a time when she met her own soulmate? If that was even possible! Ah Ichiro always brought the best and worst feelings out of her! "No need to thank me. Just be sure to agree to accompany me to future rugby games when I ask, Ichi." He owed her that much! Ichiro definitely did not agree. "Livvie! I hardly consider this a good deed!" He didn't bother to push the Alpha away, he knew that even with his ability, somethings were impossible. But he did dare Zee to stop him moving away with a glare. As it happened, Zandre no longer had the intention of trapping him. "I disagree," Zee turned a fraction to give face to Olivia, crossing his hands about his chest as his Omega deftly escaped from his reached. "You can disagree all you like," Ichiro declared, waving his hands in dismissal. "In fact, you can disagree on your way out of the door. I need to lock up and get home to my brothers, they are waiting for me." Zee inwardly sighed. Still, he had stated his intentions. And despite the rejection, he did not intend to give up on pursuing Ichiro. The Omega would just have to get used to his presence. "Phone," he demanded, holding out his hand. "Eh?" Ichiro looked blankly at him for a moment. "Phone. I want your phone number." Ichiro's nose wrinkled as his face revealed a reluctant expression. Zee felt that he could easily become fascinated by that face, as it revealed whatever was running through the Omega's mind. There was even a moment where refusal was stamped clearly within the black of those eyes and yet, Ichiro handed the phone over in the end, much to Zee's surprise and subsequent approval. "No bluetooth?" He said, examining the old model, incredulously. "You should still add a security lock," he added as the image with poor resolution of two youths appeared upon the phone. Despite the quality, he could see that there were similarities to Ichiro, around the eyes. He assumed these boys were the man's brothers. He placed his number into the phone and handed it back. "Your number." Ichiro rattled off a set of numbers and watched as those fingers effortlessly added the number to the state of the art mobile phone before it was placed back into the inner pocket of the Alpha's coat. "I expect a call once you get home this evening," Zee demanded. Ichiro frowned. "Why?" "Humour me." Anything to get rid of you, Ichiro thought as he carelessly agreed, without any intention to follow through.