The characters in this story belong to Kohske sensei! All of the other original content belongs to me.
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Nicolas watched her with his sharp eyes. He could see her slight hesitation to touch him. She hadn't hesitated at all to touch Warwick. She began to run her fingers through his hair just as she did Warwicks.
His hair was softer than Warwicks even though it was much shorter. She moved her fingers up from his neck line to his crown. Then behind his ears to the front of his hairline pulling back his hair to see his full face.
Nicolas closed his eyes for a moment. Then caught himself off guard. L-chans hands were pure magic. He looked back to see Warwick siting under a dryer with reading a beauty magazine.
L-chan tapped on Nicolas's shoulder and motioned for her to follow him. She sat him down at the shampoo bowl and began to wash his hair. Before he had realized what had happened he was sitting next to Warwick under a dryer with conditioner in his hair wearing a pink shower cap. He looked over to Warick still reading his beauty magazine. His foils sticking out from under the dryer.
Nicolas signed to Warwick, "Not a damn word about this to anyone, I'm not entirely sure what even happened here." Warwick laughed then went back to his magazine.
L-chan came by to check Warwicks hair. "Looks like you are ready to be shampooed out. Follow me."
The exact same thing happened to Warwick. With each stroke of her hand in his hair, goosebumps raised on his skin. Before he knew it, he was back at the dryer with a pink shower cap on just like Nicolas.
L-chan lead Nicolas back to the washbowls. As she rinsed the silky liquid from is hair he felt a shiver run down his spine. He looked up to see her face. She wore contacts, and had several piercings in her ears, well hidden by her hair.
Again he became lost in the touch of her fingers running through his hair. Before he knew it, he was sitting in her chair once again. Warwick sitting at the dryer with a pink shower cap, reading a new fashion magazine.
L-chan ran her fingers through his hair again, the glimmer of her shears in her hand. With each snip he could feel the release of the hair. He watched as she pulled a razor from her pocket and shaved his neck line. He had seen that same look of concentration before. It wasn't the look of a normal. He could barley feel the blade against his skin as she ran the razor across it. She continued to run her fingers all throughout his hair checking it for consistency. She trimmed his sideburns with the blade. If he hadn't been watching her, he would have never even known the blade had touched his skin.
"All done!" She said as she removed the cape from Nicolas and brushed the hair from his neck.
She turned around and took Warwick back to the shampoo bowl. Nicolas looked at his hair in the mirror. She was good. Not a single hair out of place. He felt his neck, not a single hair left below the hairline. The fade was absolutely perfect.
He stood and went back to the dryers to watch Warwicks torture as she cut his hair. L-chan sat him down in the chair and began to towel dry his hair.
"Wow, this is such a mess. It's going to take me forever to line this out. Have you been cutting your own hair?"
"Well, um. There was this one instance where-." L-chan produced a second razor and began cutting Warwicks hair. He grimaced with at first with each cut. But soon began to relax.
Nicolas watched L-chan's movements like a hawk. Each time she moved the blade it was with a precision that not even he could duplicate. She continued to cut Warwicks hair with him facing away from the mirror. In a matter of no time she had finished.
"All done. Now you too look presentable to be in the salon." She spun Warwick around to see his reflection in the mirror.
For a moment he was speechless. He couldn't tell she had put color in his hair. The tones and highlights made his hair look almost like an illusion.
"Hime-chan. I have to say, I'm impressed. My clients definitely are going to be envious of my new hair style."
"Good, you both just cost me over three grand today in hair services alone today. Now you both can finally get to work." She laughed. "We close in a hour so just see to it that all the clients make it to their vehicles safely.
As the end of the day drew near, Warwick stepped outside for a smoke. All the clients had left and only the receptionist remained to close the salon. Nicolas had his back turned to L-chan as she spoke to Lisa. "I'm going to take the trash out back."
L-chan threw the bag of trash into the dumpster and began to head back inside. Two twilights stopped her in the alleyway. "Hey baby, looking for a date tonight? It's Friday and Bastard is having a special."
"No thanks. I have plans this weekend."
"Don't you see these tags? Do you know what that means?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes and went to leave.
The twilight grabbed her arm and held her against the wall. "It means I can do whatever I want and you can't stop me."
Warwick stood several feet from the alleyway smoking. The sounds of a struggle from the alley began to get louder. Nicolas surly was inside with Hime-chan. It shouldn't be anything to worry about. He began to peak around the corner to see what all the fuss was about. She did want them to keep the undesirables away from the area after all.
As he rounded the corner two bodies lie on the ground, blood pooling from their bodies. L-chan sat next to the building not far from them, blood on her face and hands. Her razor lay on the ground next to her in a puddle of blood trailing from the two men. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around L-chan. Noticing old and new puncture wounds on her legs where her skirt had been lifted up.
Nicolas opened the back door to step out.
"Where the fuck were you!?" He shouted at Nicolas.
Nicolas signed back, "I turned my back for a second and she was gone. The dumb receptionist didn't understand sign language when I asked where she was. You know how much I hate to talk."
L-chan picked up her razor blade and held onto it.
"Look what happened while you were suppose to be watching her."
Nicolas stepped back as he saw the two bodies.
"Stay with her while I call Chad. Do not take your eyes off of her. Not even for a moment."
Nicolas sat next to her, his katana resting against him.
Warwick went inside L-chan's office and called Chad. "Chad-o san. It's your favorite handyman. Are you familiar with the salon called "The House of Blue Leaves?"
"Yeah, so what of it?"
"Well we are doing some security here and we have somewhat of a mess here."
"How many did she kill this time?"
"So this is a common thing for her."
"Unfortunately it is. You can't take your eyes of that girl for a moment. The second she feels threatened she goes off and there's nothing you can do to stop her. Normals, twilights, it doesn't matter. You can't stop what you don't expect coming."
"So this is what Daniel Monroe said by not to be deceived by her looks."
"You betcha. That girls is talented alright. She cuts my wife's hair for free in exchange for the clean up. That may be the only reason my wife even stays around. I'll send a cleanup crew in ASAP for her. The best thing you can do is keep her clam right now. Nicolas might not be the best company for her right now so keep a close eye on her."
Warwick stepped back outside. Nicolas knelt down looking at the tags from one of the twilights propping himself up with his katana. "C/2" he signed to Warwick.
"My goodness, to think our little Hime-chan would be able to do something like this."
Nicolas checked the other tags on the other twilight. "C/0" He signed.
L-chan sat against the wall looking down covered in Warwicks jacket. "Looks like we are going to have our work cut out for us Nico." Nicolas looked up and nodded his head.
Warwick picked L-chan up and took her back into the salon. He sat her down on the couch out front. "Oh no, not again." Lisa said from behind them.
"She hates to get blood on her clothes, I'll go get something to get the blood out."
"A little heads up from Mr. Monroe on this would have been a great help. Didn't you ask?" Nicolas signed.
"He made it sound like it was just a walk in the park. Who asks, "Does this job involve taking care of a princess that has the capability of killing twilights when she gets cornered?" No, no one knows to ask that question Nicolas."
"Whatever." He signed back. Nicolas sat on the other couch while Warwick sat next to her holding onto her.
Lisa came back with a towel soaked in something. "Here, this gets the blood out without damaging her clothes." She handed another wet towel to Warwick. "Here, wipe her face and arms off.
Nicolas peered over to her noticing the small puncture marks on her legs where Lisa had moved her skirt to wipe the blood off her legs.
Warwick wiped the blood from her neck. She jumped to her feet. Warwicks jacket falling off of her. Her razor blade at warwicks throat. Her eyes cold and emotionless.
"Hime-chan, it's me." he held his hands up.
Nicolas jumped to his feet ready to knock the razor from L-chans hand.
Lisa turned to Nicolas. "In the drawer at the reception desk there are Celebrer injections. Uppers and downers, grab the downer quickly."
The blade against Warwicks neck began to slice his skin. Blood started to run down his neck. Nicolas grabbed the downer and plunged it into her bare shoulder. Warwick grabbed the razor blade. He caught L-chan with the opposite arm before she could hit the floor.
"Lisa san. Is our Hime-chan a twilight?"
"No, she's a hunter."