Okay we left off as you were about to beat the pulp out of Van who

was drunk, right?

Just as you were about to hit him, a hand appeared on your shoulder.

Turning your head to look behing you, you saw that it was the black

haired stranger.

I believe she asked you to let her go.' His voice was low and calm.

'Well why don't you mind your own buisness.' He growled.

Van released you arm, stood up and almost fell on top of you.

'I dunno who you are, but she is my girl and I can do whatever I

want with her.' His words were slurred.

'Van, I am not...' But before you could finish Van swung at the man.

You watched and thought that he was just going to take the hit, but

before Van's fist hit him, the black haired man took his arm, twisted

it behind his back and slammed him on the table.

What is going on here?! Your father's voice boomed over the music.

You all turned to be your father's large figure walking over to where

you were. (To put it like this he is built like Alex Armstrong.)

'Oh good Trowa, this man attacked me!' Van exclaimed.

'Van. You scolded. Father this man didn't attack him he only came

over here to help me.'

Your father turned to the stranger 'Thank you for helping my

daughter, Mr...?'

'Mustang.' He replied.

Your father turned back to Van. ' I am sorry Van, we can't have any

problems here, I am afraid you and your friends have to leave.'

'Yeah, we were going anyways.' Van said standing up. He turned

and his friends followed behind. You watched as they walked out

the door and then turned around.

'Mai, Mai are you okay?' You heard your father ask.

'Huh, oh yeah dad I am fine, don't worry about me.' You gave him

one of your well known smiles.

'Thank you very much Mr.Mustang.'

'It was a pleasure to help you miss.' He responded with a sexy smirk.

'I must get going though. Good night Miss Mai, Mr. Trowa.' You

sighed as he walked out the door.

'Well, father I will get back to work.' You turned and went back to

the bar. The rest of the night you couldn't stop thinking about the

dark haired man. There's something about his name.

'Mai.' You father's voice pulled you from your thoughts. 'Go on up to

bed, I will finish here.'

You gave him a quick hug and ran up to your room. After changing

your clothes and brushing your hair, you reached into your bedside

table, pulled out a black book and pen and began to write.

Today waas an iteresting day, I met a man. I still have no idea of

what his first name is, but I do know that his last name is Mustang.

I know that name from somewhere, but I just can't place it. I think

I will ask father, he may know. I do hope that I see him again, he

was a very kind man.

Putting your book back, you blew out the candle you had placed

beside you and fell asleep.

That's it for now. LOL. I'll post soon. Message me if you want.