Katanas weren't made to be clenched in teeth; he waited for his teeth to be cut off at the roots. Sakura was getting heavier and heavier. He couldn't call out because of his blade, if it slipped…it might do major damage to himself or to Sakura.
"I told you that you'd get busted if you kept hitting on high school girls."
Aya looked up into sunglasses hiding half of the bright emeralds behind them. He made a small growling sound around his blade.
"But don't let me stop you from enjoying your date. If you ask me though, hanging around this place sucks. I would have picked something far better than this, like the movies or something." Yohji waved a hand down to Aya and the still unconscious Sakura. "Course she's not really dressed for such an occasion."
"Yoshii…" Aya tried to growl out the blonde's name from around his blade.
"Yes?" Yohji purred with a smirk, leaning down to get right into Aya's face. "Ah! So this isn't a date hmmm? I see now that you've crawled up this far, pity if you dropped back down to where you had been hanging from the wire now wouldn't it?" Yohji let his eyes travel over the two hanging from the metal support beams. "She does have nice legs for a high schooler." He murmured.
"Yoshi!"
"Hai. Hai." Yohji took the katana out of Aya's mouth, holding it reverently as he looked down at Aya with a smirk. "Now you can kiss her correctly."
"Kudou!"
"What? Haven't I done enough? What do you want now?" Yohji muttered, looking rather put out by having to do so much work as he ran a gloved hand down the blade in his other hand.
Aya growled and hoisted himself and Sakura up to the pavement, placing the limp girl over his shoulder. He glared at Yohji.
"Ne? Here I was thinking you were into the kinky stuff." Yohji muttered with a sigh as he brushed passed Aya, sliding the other assassin's blade into its scabbard.
Aya followed him; setting Sakura down on a bench nearby, making sure she was covered. He flicked his blade open with his thumb, advancing on Yohji.
"He's no longer here." Ken called out as he walked toward the two, not paying any attention to Aya's shi-ne glare or the fact that Yohji looked exceptionally pleased with himself.
