Let Yourself Go

Disclaimer: I do not own K-Project or any of the characters. I do however, own Camilla.

Notice: This chapter has been revised and edited past the original point at which it was first published. This story is being re-formatted and re-worded but ALL events will remain the same.

Chapter 2

We skated all around the city after that little fiasco, searching for that boy. That stupid Kuroh! Taking our prey away from us like that! I fumed as we kept skating.

"I can't believe this! Why does that stupid 'Black Dog' have to come in and ruin our fun?! That was our kill, not his!" Yata fumed as he kept skating beside me. There was a notification on Yata's watch as we found ourselves skating through an alley. I pulled up a map to see where we were and laughed slightly. Yata read the notification on his watch and we skated to Izumo's van where we went inside to manage the cell phones. Everyone seemed to be interested in that bounty for the boy. We settled in front of a computer and started listening to our cellphones. One of our other members who was also in the van started yelling over all of us.

"Yeah, and get a side of fried rice with that?!" he yelled.

"You moron! This is no time for lunch!" Yata yelled at him. Yata then answered his cellphone as I showed him the map of the alley we were in earlier. It hadn't even been on the map so why had it been there?

"Yatagarasu and Cam here. Alright, we're on our way!" Yata said with a small laugh before something the person on the other end made him narrow his eyes. "Hey, what'd you say about HOMRA? Is someone running their mouth about HOMRA?" Yata began as he listened intently. "Mark the location, we're heading right over!" Yata told the person on the phone as he was trying to grab his beanie to put it on.

"Try to focus on finding the boy! Oh, and keep your hands off the Black Dog. You guys are no match for him." Izumo told us from outside. That little statement basically translated to, 'You're too strong to face him and let him walk away. We need him alive and moving so we can track him.'

Yata and I immediately started towards the location just to see that Kuroh guy only a few blocks away from our destination. Yata immediately swerved around the curb and onto the road with his baseball bat ready to swing. He swung and missed as Kuroh jumped into the air and over him. Kuroh landed on top of a light post and I just watched, actually obeying orders and not doing anything but let loose a little pulse to help Yata out.

"Damn you, Black Dog! Cam, why aren't you helping me?!" Yata yelled.

"I'm actually going to obey orders this time. But feel free to do whatever you want to him...if you can get him down. I'd say he's more like a Black Cat than a dog." I commented with a smirk.

"Fine...Now you! Where the hell is he?!" Yata yelled at Kuroh who was still on top of the light post.

"Red Clansmen. What are you talking about?" Kuroh asked with a blank face. He just observed us from his perch, not even attempting to disarm us.

"We want to know where you're hiding that little bastard! If you know what's good for you, hurry up and answer me!" Yata yelled, swinging his bat around and making people stop and watch.

"Get moving. Nothing to see here." I snapped to all of the pedestrians who mostly left with the exception of one teenager and his gang. Him and his posse looked like some sort of football jocks with the jackets and everything as they got closer.

"Aw and what's a pretty little lady like you doing here with some little runts?" the leader asked as he got within two feet of me.

"I'd back away if you don't want the power of HOMRA to send you to the next world." I muttered.

"Such tough words for a fragile little girl." the guy said as he used his nasty finger to tip my chin up to look at him. I growled and let loose a nice, red aura which left a small burn on his hand. Surely, that would scar.

"Get your hands off my sister!" I heard as Yata hit the leader with his baseball bat, knocking him to the ground.

"Hey!" we heard from the rooftop, making all of us look up. That little bastard...

"Yatogami-kun! It looks like we can get out from up here. Hurry up and come!" the white-haired boy was up there, on the rooftop, mocking us!

"You!" Kuroh yelled.

"It's him!" my brother and I yelled at the same time.

"I'm sure you can take them out in an instant, right? Just finish them off and come up here." the boy told Kuroh, making both Yata and I fume.

"Don't underestimate us! Once we're done with you, we'll tie that idiot down!" Yata yelled in pure fury. I however, kept my rage contained and simply let a small, fifteen percent power wave go at the boy, making him clutch his head and fall backwards. Yata looked at me and nodded. Kuroh, however, had different plans for us.

"If you intend to fight me, don't expect any mercy." Kuroh muttered just loud enough for us to hear.

"Fuck you!" both Yata and I yelled in unision as Kuroh used his power to start trying to rip us apart. Yata started skating towards Kuroh, barely acknowledging the giant hand ripping apart the road behind him until he was pulled into the cloud.

"Yata!" I shouted as I started skating towards Kuroh. Yata shot out of the cloud and into the air with his baseball bat ready as he brought it down just a millisecond too late on the light post Kuroh had been standing on. Yata got kicked in the head for his troubles before he did a flip in the air and used his hand to push himself upright again. He skidded on the road with his feet in position as if he were still riding his skateboard, leaving rips in the road. He skidded to a stop just for a billboard to come down on him. I knew he was okay so I kept the pulse going to the boy before adding it to Kuroh who barely flinched at it. However, if I were to raise my power to affect Kuroh, I would possibly kill the boy in a quick death.

He needed a painful death by the hands of someone who was affected the most by Tatara's death and that wasn't something I was willing to give him right this very moment. Yata knocked the billboard off of him just as Kuroh slipped over to the rooftop the boy was at and some more of our clan members came. I knew the boy was still probably writhing in pain so I powered up and shot myself up to the same rooftop in persuit. Sure enough, there was the boy writhing on the ground with Kuroh watching over him like a guard dog. No wonder he had the name 'Black Dog.'

"Let him go." Kuroh demanded calmly.

"Why should I?" I asked, seeing that boy's face bringing a smirk to my face. He deserved every second of this.

"What's wrong with you?! Let him go!" Kuroh practically yelled. I shook my head and skated over to the boy, putting one of my skates on his chest, exactly where Tatara had been shot. I pushed down ever-so-slightly and he let out a small gasp. I didn't feel the tears escaping my eyes until I saw them drop down onto the concrete on top of the roof. The boy seemed to understand who I was to Tatara after he saw my tears.

My smirk dropped and I clenched my teeth. I wasn't ready to kill my lover's killer yet. I felt myself get pushed off of the boy by none other than the Black Dog before I realized I'd pushed down hard enough to bruise and possibly break a rib or two. I let the pulse go in my shock before I skated out of sight, watching as Kuroh started looking for me.

The boy slipped away while Kuroh wasn't looking and my eyes narrowed. So, he knew how to act alright. He wasn't really hurt and it pissed me off as I wiped my tears off my face, taking the fire escape to one of the doors and skating my way down to the bottom of the building where my brother was waiting for me.

"I hope you kicked his ass." Yata muttered as we skated alongside the other two clan members.

"Got pretty damn close then the Black Dog got in the way. I will kill him next time. No hesitating." I told him, clenching my fist.