"You're lying," she told him. "I'm a goddess, too. I know you're lying."

"Do you know what I'm going to tell you next?" he asked with a smile followed through and was ear to ear. "Go ahead and guess." M urged for some persistent reason.

((I told shinda on you! >.< harassment!!! Lol not really O.O' but is this what a stalker is like. Do you like apple juice to?))

Dea shook her head, refusing to look into his mind.

((Yes, I love apple juice. I like cranberry/apple juice best, though))

"Please I insist that you go ahead and guess." he said continuing drinking his laced apple juice happily. In honest truth it seemed like he was little by little becoming tipsy from his drink. "Come on." he said childishly.

((Oh shinda told me to give you this -hands you book-))

"Don't try to play games with me," Dea said curtly. "I asked you nicely because I never knew my mother. Are you so cold hearted?"

((What book?))

M finished off his drink and paid for it slamming the glass down before hand making it split up the middle perfectly. "Your mother was the cold hearted one, promising things she couldn't. Promising to take care of others, honestly I don't know how you could want to know." he replied sternly and upright. His gaze was kept steadily on dea. "Excuse me I have to return to my site."

"My mother tried to help people! I know she did. She was a goddess and that's what goddesses do!" Dea had heard stories of her mother and looked up to her.

"Your mother was the ultimate fraud." he said this with pure hate literally attaching to his words. "You can't trust anyone, especially not those with powers like you, because every time someone gets hurt." he pointed his finger towards her but quickly retracted it. "I remembered she once told me that she cared for all living creatures, something I believed and held on to, but when I had my hard times..." m paused which seemed to be for dramatic effect but was completely intentional. "But she was nowhere to be found."

"Because she died!" Dea almost screamed. "She tried to help everyone! She loved humans so much she fell in love with one! That's why she's dead! Don't you dare say my mother didn't help people!!" Tears were in Dea's eyes. The sparkled with a crystalline intensity.

M made his way past the other individuals and found a booth in a more private setting away from her. The back of the club was for the upper class of the japanese world but continued all the same due to his various jobs. "Don't follow me." he told her demanding and no longer asking her.

Rage burned through Dea. She blinked and everyone except M and herself froze. There was utter silence.

M breathed heavily and turned to face dea who obviously had more to say to him at taht very moment. "What do you want from me?" he asked frustrated.

"I want you to stop insulting my mother! What did she ever do to you?!" Dea felt the rage burning through her. Power sang in every fiber of her being. She was dangerously close to becoming out of control.

"You know what I should go home." he replied to dea bowing to her to show his contempt and respect.

Dea narrowed her eyes at him. "You will stay right here," she commanded. Her voice had taken on an echoing, almost painful note.