Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Fighter ❯ Chapter four ( Chapter 4 )

Fighter

By Marie Darkholme

Fourth Chapter

Sora lied on the couch and started drifting like she always did. Thoughts filled her mind. Screams and pain so much pain. Her forehead started filling with sweat as she rolled on the couch. Her hands grabbed her pillow with all her straights as she winced and mumbled not understandable words. She turned again and her body curled like she was afraid. "No more. Please no more." She cried in her sleep. Suddenly she screamed and sat quickly on the couch.

She breathed heavily. Her crimson fake hair had fallen to the ground. She just sat there not doing anything. Then she started crying herself out. `Why do I have to remember? I don't want to remember.´ she thought. She rushed into the kitchen and opened one of the drawers from were she removed a knife. She took off her gloves and approached the knife to her wrist. Her cry went deeper and worse then it was.

`No, don't do it. You don't need to do it.´ she thought to herself, but she did it anyway. She cut herself and watched as the superficial cut on her wrist got redder and swelled. She immediately felt better in her skin but not properly with herself. She just couldn't stop the pain inside so she had caught the habit to lighten a bit by causing herself flesh pain. She put the knife back in its place and sat on the floor crying.

Taichi had finally finished his paper work. "Are you finished Yama?" he asked his friend and partner. Yamato though was too in thoughts to hear him. Taichi went to his side and peeked on what he was doing. He watched as the profile of several female criminals appeared in the screen of Yamato's computer. "What're you doing?" he asked. Yamato rose his head from the computer screen and looked to Taichi but it seemed more like he was looking through him.

"Don't you have the sensation that you that girl we saw with Hiroshi from somewhere?" he asked and this time looked to Taichi right into his eyes. He though for a while. "Yeah, I do think I've seen her before." He replied. "Me too and I can't believe she's just a simple hooker." Yamato replied. Taichi grinned. "So you thought you might have seen her in the most wanted of the world?" he asked Yamato. "Yup, so I entered FBI data base to search for some information." Yamato answered. "Good thinking." Taichi said messing up Yamato's hair like he was a puppy that had done a good work.

"Hey, watch the hair." Yamato replied as he picked a comb and put his hair back to his original state. "I'm going home, but first I'm going to see my sister. Want me to say anything to Takeru?" he asked. Yamato shook his head and turned his full attention to the computer's screen again. `This one lives to work as well.´ Taichi though as he exited the office.

He walked towards his car, a dark blue Subaru and opened it. He put his belt on and turned on the radio. As he did he lied against the car's seat. `I could go and visit Sora.´ he thought, but he didn't know where she lived so he just picked his car and drove towards Hikari's work at the newspaper.

Hikari worked at her computer. She was studying the pictures she had taken to the victim's body. She sighed as she couldn't find anything that she thought that might help Takeru and stretched over the chair. She looked into the watch over her desk. `Taichi must be coming soon.´ she thought. She turned her attention to some other photos over her desk. She looked into the crimson eyes of the latest crush of her brother. `This girl is pretty weird.´ she thought as she picked the photo and watched it carefully.

It was the photos that Hikari had taken her when she was over the crime scene. She watched Sora's clothes and stopped over on her hands. She noticed her black gloves but there was something else too. She tried to see it better but she couldn't. She turned to her computer again and opened the photo file. With the help of her sophisticated software, she enlarged the photo until she could see pretty clear what the mark coming from her gloves was. `A scar?! How the hell did she got a scar over here?´ she thought.

She remembered some stuff her brother had told her about that mysterious girl. She closed all the files on her computer screen and started searching over information about Sora in the police department, schools, hospitals, civil database.

After a few hours searching she finally got something over that one mysterious girl, but still it didn't look like it was much, but she read it anyway.

"Eighteen years old Takenouchi Sora is the news in her school as she is the best student ever known on her school. Her life is spent studying and reading as some of her classmates told us. She doesn't seem the kind of girl who's after boyfriends or personal glory, closing herself inside the library reading or studying. But some say she wasn't always like that. One of her closest friends said she grew apart the others since she broke up with her boyfriend two years ago. There are rumours that maybe this so called boyfriend might have done something to this genius girl."

Hikari stopped. `Boyfriend!?´ she thought confused. `She actually had a relationship with someone? God and she was the best of her school, then why police? She could have chosen anything but still she chose police. This doesn't seem right. Something is missing.´ she thought as she continued searching.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door that startled her. She stood up and went to get it. "Hey, big bro." she greeted her brother with a kiss on his cheek. "Hey Hikari. Do you have the photos?" he asked as he stepped in the house and sat on the sofa. "Yeah!" Hikari said and sat at her computer again. "But I think I have something else you might want to see." She replied as she took a sip of her coffee and watched the screen of her computer.

Taichi turned his attention from one of the paintings Hikari had on her wall to his sister. "Where's T.K.?" he asked. Hikari nodded him to stand up and come towards her. He sighed and walked towards her. "He's working over that dead body you send him, but he says he's not getting anything from her." She said. "Yeah, I know. Her mouth is a tomb, right?" he replied sarcastically. Hikari hit him on his shoulder playfully. "Don't make fun of dead people Taichi."

He put himself behind her his hands over her chair and watched the screen as his mouth went wide open. "Hikari!! What have you been doing?" he asked her a little annoyed knowing his curious sister had been spying on somebody's personal life again. "Is not spying on anyone's personal life, Taichi." She replied like reading his thoughts. It's the kind of stuff a brother and sister like Taichi and Hikari do with each other's thoughts.

On the screen were several windows opened. One of them was from the civil government about Sora's ID. There were also news paper's news, school year books with photos and stuff. "How do you get all that material?" he asked surprised. "Huh, a journalist never reveals his sources." She smirked. He glared at her. "So, what are you going to do with all that material, write a story on her?" he asked picking up a chair next to him and sitting.

Hikari watched him. "Do you think I would do such a thing?" she asked slightly surprised by her brother's thoughts. Taichi smirked and messed up her hair. "Of course not." He said. "Just joking, you little brat." Hikari eyed him annoyed as she tried to put her hair back to normal. "You know, you should have kids, you're so much like them." She smirked but her smile faded as she watched Taichi's reaction. His face dropped slightly at the word kids. He wanted kids but for that he needed a family and for a family he needed a girl that loved him.

"I'm sorry." Hikari apologized putting a comfort hand over his shoulder. Taichi smiled pushing away the sadness that had suddenly taken him over. "Well, thinking of which when am I going to be uncle? You and Takeru should work on that." He told her watching her soft pale skin turn almost immediately red. She turned to the computer again ignoring her brother's statement. She picked up a disk and inserted it on the computer so she could copy the files to it.

"Here." She said handing the disk over to her brother. "See for yourself how little Sora was described." Taichi picked the disk and put him on his pocket. "And I will have little children if you stop boring Takeru with dead women." She replied blushing almost immediately. Taichi smirked as he stood up. Hikari handed him the photos. He grabbed them and kissed his sister's forehead like he always did when he was going out.

"Don't you wanna stay over to … dinner?" She glanced over to her watch to see that was pass lunch time and she had only had her breakfast. "No, thanks. Maybe another time." He told her. `I think I'm going to visit someone´ he thought as he made the disk role on his finger on his coat's pocket. He wore a dark coat that reached his feet like detective's usually wear. Underneath it, he wore a black plover with a red strike in the middle and a pair of black pants with shoes.

Sora lied on the floor of her kitchen. She had been crying for what seemed ever, but still she couldn't stop. She slapped herself. "Control yourself, bitch." She replied as she stopped crying. The lenses she had had fallen to the ground but she had picked them earlier and put them back on their place.

She stood up and walked over to the couch again picking a cane of beer on the way, but somehow as she took a sip of it he didn't taste to anything. She threw the cane against the nearest wall leaving a mark of beer on it and the beer spreading over the carpet on the floor. She started crying again and put her hands over her face.

----Flashback----

The boy approached her. She started breathing heavily. She had never thought she could feel so much fear from someone then the fear she had of her father. "I though you loved me." She replied. The guy smirked and pressed her against the wall of his own room on his house. "And I love you babe." He said as his lips came closer to hers.

In a normal occasion this was the time she would put her hands over his neck and kissed him back but she had found that impossible as he was doing that to her. She still couldn't believe it. She felt his lips on her and she pushed away. "I don't want to do it." She pleaded him. "Please." He smirked once more as that seemed to be the only thing he knew to do.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her to his bed. She tried to get up but she couldn't as he was already on the top of her. He kissed her neck as his hands travelled over her body and pulled her shirt off. She tried to fight him but she couldn't as he torn her clothes. He put his hands over her bare back skin, but there was something that made him stop. He felt something on her skin, like a scar.

He grabbed her arms with one hand over her head against the bed sitting over her. He pulled her shit up and she sobbed heavily. He ignored her as he saw the bruises over her entire body. "My God." He gasped.

----End Of Flashback----

Sora screamed as she held her head. "Stop haunting me, stop." She cried. She glanced over to the floor and saw the several empty beers' canes. "Trash." She started picking them and putting them on the trash bin she had on the kitchen. Then she picked her fake reddish hair and her lenses and put them on the bathroom.

It took her a while to pick up all the beer canes since there were lots of them spread all over the floor. When she finally got them all she decided to go run a bit. She glanced over to her watch. She had missed lunch. "Screw it." She thought. She went to her bedroom.

It was a dark place since she had dark curtains covering the light coming from the window and the only light on it was a small lamp on her night table. She went to her closet and took a pair of train pants along with a black shirt that had Skater Boys written on the front in bold white letters. She dressed herself. She watched the darkened room. The bed hadn't been changed for almost a month but so what she never slept there anyway. She had made the couch her bed. At least when she woke up at the night drowned in sweat she could see the moon's light entering the window telling her it had been just another bad dream.

She closed the door that lead to her room and picked her waist pack that she usually carried with her cell phone, keys and some money. She took off the cell phone and threw it to the couch. She picked some money and walked to the door.

She turned the handle and opened the door. At the exact moment, Taichi prepared himself to knock on the door. He watch in amazement as Sora stood there completely in shock by his sudden appearance. She entered the apartment again closing the door, but not completely cause her head was still out watching the guy standing next to it.

"What are you doing here?" she asked but then other thought far more concern then what he was actually doing there. "How the hell did you got my address?" she replied standing in front of him with a demanding tone of voice. Taichi watched her carefully in those large pants and large shirt. She always wear clothes two sizes big then her own.

"Well… I was… worried and, I decided to drop by." He said, but watching as her eyes still eyed him angrily. "I asked for your address to Jyou." He added. She eyed him. `Worried? Why should he worry about me?´ she thought. Taichi tried to pick on her house. "Can I come in?" he asked. Sora looked back to her house and then to him. "I was going jogging." She said. She didn't want him to enter her house. It was all too convenient. No man ever entered her house unless they were with a woman.

Taichi watched as her face turned from angry to furious then to fear and shock. `Is it so hard for her letting me in?´ he thought. "So, can I?" he asked. Sora got nervous. She didn't want him to get in, but still, she was surprised by his action and didn't want him to think she was being rude. `What should I do?´ she thought. Taichi took the moment and looked straight to her eyes. Those beautiful crimson eyes that he longed to see but he couldn't, because every time he looked deep into them she would break the eye contact, fearing he would discover the deepest of her secrets.

Once again she looked away. She opened the door and allowed Taichi in. She then leaned the door not closing it. Taichi watched her curious about the reason she hadn't closed the door. "Why don't you close the door?" he asked. She didn't reply and went over to the kitchen. "Do you wanna something to drink?" she asked. Taichi nodded as he walked inside the kitchen as well. He watched the old furniture and appliance. Sora opened the fridge and handed him a beer taking one for herself as well.

For the sliest seconds the door was open Taichi could see the fridge was mainly filled with beer. He opened the cane and took a sip of it. "Where's the trash?" he asked holding the closing off the cane on his hand. Sora motioned him to a corner as she took a quit big sip of her beer. Taichi walked to the trash bin and watched amazed the extraordinary quantity of empty canes on it. "Man!"

"What?!" Sora said walking towards him. "I haven't drunk them all today." She replied obviously knowing what he was thinking. But as for denying her words as she took a step forward she stepped on her own feet and fell. Taichi got her in his arms and pushed her up close to him. The beer cane dropped to the floor. He got caught by her eyes and in that time the world seemed to stop. He eyed her eyes locked on their beauty and power as he leaned towards her silken lips.

Sora watched frightened as the events lead to an unexpected situation. She too got caught in his warm chocolate brown eyes capable to melt the iciest heart, but not Sora's, at least not know. Taichi watched as the slight shine on her eyes turned into darkness and the thinnest love he had felt from her towards him slip through his fingers turning into pure hate and fear. She pushed him away and led him out of her house.

"Get out, Yagami and never come back." She replied to him as she slammed the door on his face. Taichi stood there still in shock. For a moment he thought he had managed to tamer the wild fearless heart of Sora Takenouchi but he hadn't. He had only managed to cause more hate towards him. He was shocked with how much love she could carry but still not show to anyone. He was shocked by the way a simple kiss could have frightened what it seemed to be the wildest fearless woman he had ever seen.

Sora murmured her stupidity under her breath. `Stupid, stupid. Why did you let him in? You knew something like this might happen.´ she thought to herself cursing the damn moment she had let Taichi in her house. She went back to the living room and sat there waiting. She just hopped he would have go away and left her alone. She stared at the walls in silence. Suddenly her hand came up from the couch to her mouth a she touched her lips. That kiss had meant something to her that she didn't want it to mean.

`I will not fall in love again, never again.´ she cuddled herself in a tiny person ball with her chin close to her knees and her arms around her legs. She remembered how those brown eyes managed to pull out of her the love she has try for so many years to keep inside. The love that had cost her more than her life. The love she will never be able to give to anyone ever again.

Taichi just sat there against the wall hopping Sora will come out soon and he could face her again. He touched his lips as still not believing he had kissed the girl. And that kiss, it meant something that he was not ready to admit yet, but still. He loved her. He knew he loved her, but she was so cold, so distant. How could he ever melt her heart? His thoughts raced and always ended up in that magical moment that he had almost shared.

Since the break up with Megumi, thought he didn't want to admit it, he had been so down that he had never been able to look to another girl. But the crimson eyed had caught his attention. She had a strength, a living spirit that he had never seen before and he loved her for that. He stood up as he made a resolution of that day. He would melt the heart of the crimson eyed. `She will be mine.´ he thought to himself as he stepped away from the door. `I will found out what she went through and then I'll come back.´ he rolled the disk in his fingers as he walked downstairs into his Subaru.

Hikari stood besides the door as she heard steps coming from the hall of her apartment building. Since her apartment was the only one in that floor and Takeru was about to arrive she decided to make him a little surprise. She grinned evilly as she heard the footsteps coming near. Then she grinned even more when she heard the sound of the keys. She waited for Takeru to enter and as he was ready to close the door.

"Boo…!" she screamed jumping into Takeru's arms. He, by his turn, jumped as well making both of them falling to the ground. "You frightened me, Hikari!!" Takeru replied trying to make his heart beat normally again. She grinned and kissed him. "Still haunted by the death bodies, sweetie?" she playfully said as she got off of him.

Takeru grabbed her and pushed her into the sofa. "Not, when I have my fiancé protecting me." He said as he kissed her passionately. "After all a Yagami is a Yagami, and you seem like Taichi in most of his good aspects." He said. Hikari smiled at the complement to her loving brother. "Thought you have some of his worst characteristics as well." He replied as he watched Hikari's face changing from an embarrassed Hikari to an angry Hikari.

"For that, I leave without dinner." She said as she stood and walked to the balcony of their house. The night was falling and Hikari watched as the first stars appeared in the sky. Takeru came from behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her neck. "You're not talking seriously, are you?" he asked as his stomach groaned in a hungry manner. Hikari smiled. "Isn't a beautiful night?" she asked. Takeru moaned something that seemed to be an yeah. "Let's have dinner out, tonight?" she asked turning to meet his pleasant ocean colour eyes. He smiled as he kissed her forehead. "Whatever you want, my sugar cake." Hikari smiled as he called her sugar cake.

Fifteen minutes later, Takeru and Hikari were outside the apartment's building. She wore a long black dress and her hair was nicely put on a pony tale leaving two loose straights falling to her face. Takeru wore a simple pair of dark blue pants and a whit chemise with the top buttons opened so his chest was partially visible. He motioned her to wait for him as he stepped away to get their car.

Hikari searched in her purse for a lip stick as she waited for her boyfriend. She wore simple make up in a shy tone of pink matching her rose cheeks. Suddenly she heard foot steps coming towards her. She looked to her right to face Sora, but was she different. At least from the one time she had seen her. Sora wore a pair of black pants tight to her body and a top torn in several places like her chest. Under it she wore another top in tones of crimson. On her hand she carried a bag.

"Hey, Sora." Hikari called the older woman. Sora turned her attention from the ground to where she was looking and met up with Hikari. `Men. A journalist. It was just what I needed.´ she thought to herself as she put her hand in her back and adjusted the gun she had inside it, so Hikari couldn't see it.

"Hello, Hikari, right." She replied not sounding very cheerful. "Yeah. I'm Taichi's sister." Hikari said. Sora got caught slightly surprised. Hikari watched her in silence studying her movements like she always did with all the persons. Sora too was inspecting her. She eyed her brown eyes, noticing how much they were like Taichi's. But the simply memory of the guy made her remember that evening's event. Hikari got a glimpse of her airily thoughts and smiled as she remembered that Taichi was suppose to visit her early that day.

"Yeah, I can see that." Sora replied coldly. Hikari was not paying attention as she watched the contend of the bag that Sora carried so carefully in her hands. `What the hell she wants a fake hair?´ she thought as she watched the crimson hair in the bag. Sora followed her gaze and immediately put the bag behind her bag. Hikari turned her attention to Sora again. "Sor, you're going for a walk?" she asked. Sora looked around trying to make an excuse to leave. In that moment a black daweo matis approached the two young ladies. Takeru opened the window.

"Hey, Sor. How are you?" Takeru asked seeing one of his partners in the murdering investigation. "Great!" she replied. "I see you two are going out so I won't bother you anymore." She passed by Hikari and walked away. Hikari entered the black car. "Do you know what's going on?" she asked him. He shook his head, not really knowing what she meant. "She has a gun and red fake hair in her bag." Hikari replied. Takeru shrank his shoulders as he put the car in march. "Who knows. Maybe she's doing undercover." He purposed. "But, my brother said she had been suspended. The two lovers eyed each other and then eyed the street again deciding to ignore the happening.

Sora walked fast into a restaurant, or more like a bar. Some of the customers eyed her as she entered the bathroom. She locked herself inside the ladies' room and started changing her clothes. She put on the crimson fake hair and the blue eye lenses. Then she picked another shirt, a blue one and dressed it. The shirt was sleeveless and reached above her navel. She then took a black motorbike's coat and dressed it, putting her gun on her waist under the coat on her back. She then put the rest of the clothes in the bag and walked off the ladies' bathroom.

She went to one of the servants there. "Hey, Daisuke." She called the younger boy. He approached. "Yeah, Sor?" he asked. Sora was like a sister to him. He knew her story and was the only man in which she really trusted. They were friends since ever Daisuke was born since they were neighbourhoods. Daisuke remembers the day that Sora ran to his house when her dad got home drunk for the first time, when she was five years old. He was there when her boyfriend tried to abuse her. He was her shoulder and the only one to who she talked. Her confident.

She took him to a corner of the restaurant and handed him the bag. "Keep this here for me. I'll come to pick it later, okay?" she asked. He eyed her trying to read between the lines. "What are you planning Sora?" he asked putting his hand over her shoulder. She grabbed his hand on hers. "Don't worry, bro. I'll be okay." She said, and as she did she disappeared through the door. Daisuke sighed as he knew she was in danger, but he too trusted her to be careful and he knew she wouldn't get caught easily in whatever she was doing.

He was used to her undercover works without the knowledge of the police department. She had so many identities. He bet the one she was using know was of Yori Katsumi, the famous assassin. He laugh when she talked with him about her for the first time, not really believing she had convinced a colleague to hack into the FBI's database transforming Yori Katsumi in a world wanting criminal, making her then disappear from the files again. He went back to his work and put the bag close to his things.

Yamato stood by the entrance of the police department building. He looked into the watch in every minute. Then he eyed the empty streets as the night fell. He looked nervously around him trying to find someone desperately. The moon had started to climb over the night sky as the stars accompanied her in her long path.

He looked into the sky and sighed. He remembered her long brown hair with the blond strikes falling through her shoulders and her wheat eyes. She was a beautiful woman. He waited patiently until finally he heard footsteps. He turned to see who it was and found her standing there. He smiled and retrieved the hands off of his pockets.

"Hey Meems." He replied. She smiled as well. He watched her carefully. She was wearing a long dress that reached under her knees that was pale pink and fell to her shoulders. He hair was loose and fell over her shoulders. "Do you need to talk to your shrink?" She asked. He grinned and approached her kissing her. "No." he replied taking her hand. "I needed to talk to my girlfriend." She smiled at his statement. They walked silently not to far from the police department since they were both going to work that night.

They sat on a small bench near a park under a sakura tree. It was their romantic place. Mimi glared to his soft sky eyes. She loved the way they looked so peaceful and kind. Yamato eyed her too. He could stay that way for hours, just looking at her. She was the most beautiful, understanding and sincere girl he had ever met and those qualities were the ones that had made him to fall in love with her. He remembered like a distant memory the first time he had ever seen her. She appeared like a goddess to him, and she was his goddess.

They remained there in silence just looking to each other. After a few minutes, they started talking about nonsense things until Sora's name came to the bottom. "How's she?" Mimi asked. She hadn't have news from her friend since she had last checked on her clinic. She got sad when Jyou told her he had had to suspend Sora. Mimi argued with the main board, saying that there was no motive to suspend her, but the main board was inflexible. They said that after all the problems she had caused she needed to be suspended and that she will remain that way unless she changed her behaviour.

"She has been better, I guess." Yamato replied taking Mimi's hand and walking back to the police building. Mimi sighed. "I just wished she wasn't so closed in herself. She builds a wall between us than even I can break. I guess it's just too painful to talk about whatever that happened." Mimi half said, half thought. Yamato stared at the sky were the night had already taken completely over the day.

"But what happened to her, Mimi?" Yamato asked. Mimi shook her head. "I can't say. I think I know, but I can't say. You know that I would be breaking the medical rules." She replied. Yamato sighed. "Yeah, I know. Sorry." He said. Mimi took his head that was facing the ground now, between her hands. "Don't be. I know you only wanted to help." She kissed his forehead. Yamato smiled at the kindness of his girlfriend and kissed her lips. They remained there, with his lips closing the love between them when Taichi walked happily in the building. Yamato eyed him suspiciously.

Mimi took a glance to where Yamato was looking and smiled. She didn't know much about Taichi, but she knew he was in love with her friend and that was enough for her to know that right now he should be feeling miserably, so she was happy that he wasn't. she kissed Yamato one last time before taking the elevator to her clinic.

Yamato followed Taichi. He was chanting some surd of song as he walked with his hand on his pocked and his coat over his back. He smiled and patted Taichi on his shoulder. "Hey. Why are you so happy." He asked. Taichi didn't replied and kept whistling the song. They waited for the elevator to arrive and went up to their department's floor.

Yamato just followed Taichi into the lockers. He knew his friend too well and he knew whatever he was happy about he would tell him when he though it was the time for it. They got dressed in their uniforms and got out again to do the night watch, or more likely to go and investigate Hiroshi Nikawa and trying to find his dirties.

Sora walked around the poor neighbourhood with her hand on her pockets and her red fake hair shining with the lights of the publicity signs. She watched the hookers trying to win some money with some guys that passed by. Some of them approach them and touched them, but most of them didn't even mind. Sora had the will to throw up at that disgusting scene. She was disgust with women like them. She couldn't believe how integrity and dignity meant so little to them.

Suddenly she heard footsteps of a bunch of people following her. She turned into an empty alley and the footsteps kept following her. She turned to meet her opponents. They were five guys grinning evilly to her. She sighed. "What do you want?" she asked them calmly and coldly, thought inside she was shivering in fear. The men grinned and one of them put his tongue off his mouth making sexual signs to her.

"Want to have some fun, hot!" one of them exclaimed. The other laughed. He approached and tried to grab her arm. Sora avoided him. He tried again and with a simple motion of her wrist she broke his nose. The other came near. Sora put herself in combat position as she waited for the others attacks, since the other guy was on the ground trying to stop his nose from bleeding. They surrounded her. One of them came from behind. Sora ducked and made him fall to the ground. She was about to punch him when another guy came from her right and grabbed her arm. She slid under his arm and grabbed it behind its back and send him to the ground making him hit with his head. But the other three were trying to get her again.

Another one tried to grab her from the left while the second came from her right. They grabbed her arms and a third one came from the front. She shrugged against the two men but she couldn't. They pulled her against the wall and the third approached. "You're a tough girl." He said caressing her chin, but he had already got to near. She hit him straight in his balls making him duck. Then she kicked him sending him bleeding to the ground again. `Three down, one to go.´ she thought. The other two guys tried to control her, but one of them got her hand loose and she punched him on the nose, breaking it too. The other guy stood in front of her in combat position. He grinned. She smiled.

He eyed her into her blue eyes. Then he glanced over her face. "Pity that I'm going to ruin that pretty face." He replied. He punched her in the stomach and passed his feet under her legs making her loose her balance. Sora fell to the ground. Almost immediately the guy came near her, but Sora rolled behind her and stood. Then she hit the guy in the face. He spit blood from his mouth and punched her too. Sora stood her ground and when the guy tried to kick her in the head she ducked and low him. He fell to the ground and Sora took her gun and pointed it to his head.

"Pity that I'm going to ruin your head with a hole." She sarcastically replied. She pulled the trigger and watched the guy closing his eyes, waiting for the impact. She released an evil laugh as she showed him the empty gun. Suddenly she heard claps coming from the darkest corner of the alley. She stood and faced Hiroshi Nikawa. The blach haired had watched every single move she had made since she had got in the neighbourhood.

"You were great, Yori." He replied. She smiled as she approached. "I was in deed. But you could have spare your guys from being beat up." She said. The five men stood up and bowed lining in front of Hiroshi. He motioned them to go and so they did. "So, you knew." He replied, half surprise. "I should have guessed that such a great assassin and thief as yourself would have figures this out easily." He replied rolling his eyes, as they walked through the streets.

Sora stopped abruptly as she faced him. "What about the deal?" she asked. He smiled. "My dear Yori, lets talk about that in a more…comfortable place." He replied putting his arm around her shoulders. She took them back. "Whatever you say." She replied coldly. Hiroshi eyed her suspiciously.