A/N – This little story was started about two years ago but I never went farther with it. So don't lecture me about the lenght. (; Feel free to steal the idea.
Summary - Kid Chino kind of likes Little Miss Vixen.
Disclaimer – I don't own anything.
Kid Chino & Little Miss Vixen
Kid Chino heard somebody scream as he was walking down the road. He didn't recognize the voice, but it was definitely a woman.
He began to run.
He saw a fight going on in front of a bar. There was a girl in the middle of the group of guys. He thought they were the evil waterbolo players.
The girl was wearing thight, sexy cloths, but he didn't have time for staring. Instead, he pulled up his sleeves and punched the hell out of the guy.
It was nice to know that the fists of fury were still useful in action.
The guys got scared of him and ran away.
He stepped beside the shaking girl and led her towards his apartment.
They stepped in and she sat on the sofa.
"You okay?" Kid Chino asked, sitting next to her.
She was quiet for a moment, before suddenly her head shot up with anger.
"You ass!" she snapped, smacking him with her purse. "You didn't have to save me! I had the situation completely under control."
"A simple 'Thank you' would have been just fine," he replied, getting annoyed by her tone.
"Listen now, you-"
"Before more insults are thrown in, I would like to know your name."
"What?" she asked, confused.
"Your name?"
"It's Little Miss Vixen," she said, standing up.
"Well, hello. I'm Kid Chino," he replied, smiling. "But just Chino with friends."
"Well, Chino, I gotta go."
She walked to the door and opened it.
She left quickly.
And that's why she left her purse next to Kid Chino.
It was a pretty good reason for them to talk again.