The electric lights of Inazuma town were sparkling like little stars in the urban night. Fudou was staring at them.

'Stupid lights.', he said and spit. He tried to light a cigarette, but the wind didn't let him. He cursed and flew the lighter. It was empty now. He started chewing his cigarette and walked into a dark alley. His long brown hair bounced unhappily down his shoulders. It started raining.

'Fuck this.' he said, looking up at the sky.

'You need a lighter for that?' a female voice behind him made him turn around. It was a girl indeed.

'You've got one, babe?'

She drew close to him and lighted the cigarette. He could get a better look at her. Nice face. He blew some smoke into it. She stepped on his foot.

It hurt like a bitch.

'It's raining, babe.' she said. Was she mocking him. 'You'll ruin your nice leather jacket.'

He looked at her and smiled. He slowly lifted his leg. The lifted a brow. He suddenly kicked very hard the wall behind him, and a door burst open. She could see a fridge and a table. He went in.

'You can come too, babe. You lit my cigarette, after all.' he shot her a wicked grin, which probably meant he had intended a weird meaning to that. She shrugged and went in. She was also wearing a new leather jacket, and these stuff costed lots of money.

She looked around the room.

'Name's Ann.', she said and put a cigarette in her mouth.

'Ann. Never seen you 'round here before babe.'

'No, I'm not from around here.' she lit the cigarette and looked around the room. There was a fridge and table, as she had seen, also a bed and a TV. There was also a pile of football magazines in one corner. She ignored them. 'So what's your name, babe?'

'You have to earn it, babe.', he said. 'I'm like a dragon, you know. Dragons only tell their names to people who deserve to hear them. Like, people who are close enough to the dragon to ride it. Catch my drift?'

She stuck her cigarette on a football magazine on the table. She burned the face of what she recognised was Fudou. 'Do you catch mine, babe?'

His smile went away and he gulped. He went to the fridge and took out two cans of beers. He threw her one of them. 'Well since you don't want to have fun this way, how can I entertain you?'

'How about you undress and I watch?' she sat on the bed and opened the beer.

'HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?' he yelled. she raised an eyebrow.

He smiled and let his leather jacket fall to the floor. He then removed his T-shirt and then he was on top of her. She put the beer in her left hand as the right one pushed on his bare chest. He paid it no heed as he locked their lips in a kiss. She felt his tongue. She couldn't push him away.

Well, he was pretty. She carefully put the beer on the floor and then buried her left hand in his wavy brown hair.

Oh, wait a second.

The rain had stopped.

She got one of her feet under him and kicked hard.

He clutched at his stomach and rolled on the floor.

'What the fuck, woman?'

'HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?' she yelled. He shut up and looked at her, horrified. 'Sorry, I have to go run on the stadium. Almost thought I'd missed today's run because of the stupid rain.' she bend down to retrieve the beer can, gulped it down and turned to the door.

'NO BABE DON'T GO!' he was chasing after her. She threw the empty can at him. And continued walking.

She didn't see how it hit his head and then his head hit the wall. Cursing, he looked at the can. She had somehow written her phonenumber on it.