The Past
Chapter 2 - Once, without warning.
I'm sorry for taking so long with this guys!
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Harry smiled at the guards surrounding them, warily.
"So,"
"Yes. So."
Brandon glared at them, his yellow eyes narrowing.
"We came for Kenny."
Jolice looked at Nathan, Nathan looked at Harry, Harry sighed and looked at the ground. Sometimes, Brandon was just too direct.
"We would like to see Milanda, we promise not to cause any trouble."
The guards lowered their guns slightly, an expression of confusion covering their blank faces.
"Milanda." Brandon growled.
The guards looked at each other, then at Brandon.
"Please?" Jolice tried to be civil.
The guards smiled.
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"So," Milanda leant back casually on her large, ornately decorated sofa. She eyed the small group lazily, then flicked some ash from her cigarette into a near-by ash tray. "I hear you want your friend back?"
She sounded incredibly bored by the whole thing.
"Yes." Harry smiled awkwardly, raising a hand to scratch the back of his head nervously. "We can just take him and leave, though we do apologise for the trouble he caused you..."
She stared at them.
"Um...?"
She burst out laughing.
The group watched her, Harry looking a little dismayed, unsure of what to do next.
Eventually, though, she managed to gain control over herself again.
"Ahaha... Yes, I'm sure I would just love to give him back,"
The heavy sarcasm worried Jolice a little.
"But you see... He really has caused an awful lot of trouble to me, and I would prefer to see his face smashed into the ground several times rather than see him return safely home with his friends."
Brandon tensed, Harry placed a restraining hand on his arm then turned to grin once more at Milanda.
"Once again, I apologise for the inconvenience, it really is unforgivable that he stole from you, but I'd just hate the thought of a beautiful woman such as yourself" He tried not to blanche. "Seeing his ugly face being beaten to a pulp. It just doesn't seem right, does it?"
Milanda glared at him for a long time. Several minutes passed. Harry felt sweat dripping down the side of his face.
Finally, she sat back and looked away from them.
"Fine. You're boring me anyway." Jolice blinked. "I'll give you your friend back."
Nathan could hardly hide the grin on his lips as Kenny was brought out by the guards from earlier and thrown into them. They all embraced him warmly, trying not to comment on the large bruises and swellings on his face.
"However,"
They turned as one to face Milanda who now wore a smug grin of her own.
"Because you have wasted so much of my time, I believe you owe be some entertainment... Guards!"
They were dragged away from each other and out of the room with Milanda's taunting laughter following them out.
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"Jeez guys, I'm sorry they got you too..."
Nathan glared at the smaller man, ignoring the look of honest guilt that covered it. Harry was pretty much carrying Brandon who had had a tendon ripped in one of his legs and was flinching every time he tried to use it to walk. Jolice smiled, placing a comforting hand on Kenny's shoulder, but saying nothing. That was probably the best idea for him as his top lip was completely split.
"Aw, come on guys! I said I was sorry, what more can I do?"
Nathan sighed, then turned to face him.
"You're right, I guess we're all just a little tired and uncomfortable right now. We've already forgiven you anyway." He winked and grinned, touching his fingers to the large swelling on his head.
Kenny grinned.
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"Aw man... What a mess."
The group stared at Nathan, who seemed to have just given the understatement of the year. He looked away sheepishly.
Everything in the cafe seemed to have been completely broken to pieces. Gun holes littered the walls like millions of tiny eyes. Benches, tables and all of the cups were smashed into tiny pieces. The till was just gone, and the phone was pretty much dust and wires.
Jolice tearfully picked up a scrap of cloth that had used to be his apron and put it in his pocket.
Harry stared at the destruction, then turned to Brandon who nodded in return.
"We should leave... Now."
Kenny frowned. "But, we just got back Harry..."
He made a small squeaking noise as Nathan picked him up by the collar of his shirt and held him close to his face.
"We're leaving. Understand?"
"Err... Yes... Sir?"
He felt his feet touch the floor again and sighed with relief.
Jolice hadn't said anything the whole time, Nathan noted. He must have been pretty upset.
"C'mon Jolice, let's go. There's nothing we could've done anyway."
Jolice nodded stiffly, then turned away and walked out what was left of the front door, his head low.
Nathan sighed. "He really did love this place y'know?"
Kenny and Harry nodded silently, Brandon just stared at the door frame.
"I guess we'd better get out of town for a while, right Harry?" Nathan sighed as he followed Jolice out.
"Yeah... We should move out and never come back." Harry patted his friend's shoulder. "It'd be better if we didn't leave any trace of us being here, or anywhere else. I don't what him tracking us down..."
Brandon nodded.
"Let's go Harry."
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Eeeee! I'm sorry this was such a bad chapter!! Please forgive me!
Oh yeah, I also changed my name! It's now AkiMizu. Don't forget, okay!!