Chapter number three, successfully revised and reformatted! MWAHAHAHAHHHAHHHAA! Ok, I am deprived of food right now, been working on these all morning, might eat something after this...
SAMMICH!
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I will have to work hard to not be under the suspicion of anyone I encounter, and try not to start any fights unless absolutely necessary, or if it is out of sight of prying eyes. She thought as she made the mental checklist to herself.
Then she turned and trotted up a marble staircase to the next level of the mall. Really, it is very elegant looking on the inside one you see the beauty of it... HOLY COW WHAT THE HELL IS TOUCHING MY BUTT! She had reached the next floor and suddenly something, or more probably someone, had grabbed her rear end and she wasn't happy about it, meaning whoever is doing it is going to get a sharp response.
The guy's P.O.V. (poor guy, he's never gonna know what hit him... ^_^ )
A pretty girl climbed up the stairs, he made his way toward her casually and then his hand snatched at her ass, grabbing tightly. " Hey girlie, wachya doin' wandering around a place like this all alone?" He whispered with a gravelly voice into her ear, a smirk forming on his scarred face, making him look even uglier than he already was.
The girl immediately turned around, grabbed the scruff of his shirt and hoisted him several inches into the air and while glaring dangerously at him, then whispered back fiercely,
"Maybe there's something wrong with your brain because I'm not a girl and if you try that again then somebody is going to find your body in an alley breathing its last breath before death, so fuck off."
There was a look in the young man's eyes that told him he'd better get outta there quick or he was dead meat. The man released him and he stumbled backwards, the satisfaction in his eyes turned to fear as he ran from the one who would give him nightmares later on in life.
Kurama was having a lot of mixed feelings, the majority of them being anger and hatred for men. Then, the memory of her nightmare earlier that day came back to her in a rush and forced her to sit down on a nearby bench.
She remembered the single look of pure pain in the man's eyes as he pushed away, just before disappearing. And the song that a small child was singing, while she was in the dream, she didn't really pay attention to it, but now the words seemed to chime in her head over and over again.
Up far above the clouds soaring with the wind
A falcon flies alone, silent as the sky
I hear his lonely cry, never can he rest
I walk with you along an empty winding road
We're far from the ones we love, never can return
Never can we see again, the countries of our birth
When will I ever find a place to call my home
Sadness circling like a falcon in the sky
When will I ever find a way to speak my heart
To someone here who knows what it is to be alone
Far far above the clouds against the setting sun
A falcon flies alone, silent as the sky
I hear his lonely cry, never can he rest
I long to spread my wings and fly into the night
Open this lonely heart, to one who understands
When will I ever find a way to speak my heart
When will I ever find a place to call my home
Sadness and loneliness a falcon in the sky
When will I ever find a way to speak my heart
To someone who knows what it is to be alone.
An hour later.
Kurama had gotten hungry while looking all around he mall so she bought herself a taco and a soda from a store that was thankfully still in business. It's a wonder that any of these food stores aren't deserted, blown up, or a thing worse than that.
These bad people must like their food too much or they just don't like being hungry. Wow, this taco is really good! I wonder how they got their hands on such high quality beef, oh yeah, this is a criminal headquarters so they probably either stole it , bought it, or traded for it. The most amazing things happen in places like this now don't they.
Kurama was woken out of her thought by a small tug on her pants. She looked down and saw a small child with large brown eyes and a blond mess of hair on top of his head, " Can I have some?" the young boy asked in a quiet voice.
Her eyes softened and she handed the rest of her meal to his outstretched hands then watched as the grateful child scurried away, paused, and ran back to her while glancing about before speaking. "You better be cautious, cuz this place is only second in its danger rate. There's a guy who rules this whole town and he lives a little ways past this mall but you should never go there because bad things will happen to you if you do."
Kurama's eyes widened at this information and questioned, " Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you look like a person who doesn't do bad things on purpose and you look like you are strong, so you end his tyranny over this city, that's why." He replied calmly, then looking down and blushing while fidgeting with the hem of his dirty black T-shirt.
"Thank you, what's your name?" "Haruki, what's yours?" "My name is Kurama." She took in Haruki's appearance and asked him, "Do you ever find the format of your shirt troublesome Haruki? " "Yeah, it's difficult to move around in and it can get holes easily,... Why?"
"Oh, I was just wondering if you would like to get it remodeled so it can work better for you." Haruki's eyes got very big and he asked how that could be as he didn't have any money to do such a thing. Kurama reassured him that he wouldn't have to pay because he himself would do the remodeling as thanks for telling him about the ruler of the city.
Haruki's eyes returned to their normal size and eagerly agreed to the proposition. Kurama pulled a small travel size sewing kit out of her pocket and asked him to take off his shirt so she could work on it properly. He did as she asked, revealing twisted white scars on his chest and back. She didn't comment on them and cut off all the seams and hemming, then cut off another couple inches and used those access bits to make a better layering.
In the end, no parts of the shirt were thrown away but instead used for decoration purposes or pockets and layering, and it looked like a professionally done, fitted shirt. "Oh, and as you grow then take out the outermost seam and it will be one size bigger, just in case if you still want to keep the shirt."
Haruki was admiring his remodeled shirt after putting it back on, actually Kurama had made a shape of a dragon with all the extra little tidbits and he was amazed at how great of detail it was in.
"Thank you! Thank you so much! I don't know how I could ever repay you for this Kurama!" Haruki began jumping around excitedly after thanking her multiple times. She just smiled gently, kneeled down and hugged him close. He just stood there, shocked at the sheer fact that it was his first hug he had ever received in his entire life.
Tears ran down his pink cheeks as he embraced her in return, making Kurama's T-shirt shoulder wet with his flood of tears. They stayed there like that for a moment before breaking apart. "If you ever need me, then here is my phone number and address so you can find me, ok?" She handed him the piece of paper that she had quickly scribbled the information down on.
After taking the paper, he wiped away his tears and asked softly, "Ok,...but can you make a promise?" She nodded and he continued, "Promise me that we can see each other again,...please!" He begged her desperately. "Of course we can see each other again, that is a promise that I can make and keep easily, I swear it." Haruki's face relaxed, and became happy once more.
"I shall hold you to your promise Kurama!" He yelled as he ran off, clutching the wrapper of the taco he finished just minutes ago. Kurama watched the blond haired child run down the marble hall until he was out of sight, then she turned to the nearest exit to get out of the building. Once she was outside, she walked fast to the area that she knew her motorcycle was located.
Her motorcycle was thankfully completely unstealable because of a modification that she made herself, it being to start it you needed the key, as well as Kurama's fingerprints in the handle. So yes, it was practically perfectly safe from any thieves or criminals. Finding her vehicle safe and sound, Kurama jumped on, started the motor, and zoomed off to find the 'ruler's' lair.
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I just found out that I need to go pee too, really bad...
Until next time!
