Only a few items left and a certain brunette would've been done in answering the first quiz in Psychology, when all of a sudden her phone went off vibrating inside her jeans pocket. She tried to ignore the annoying vibration on her butts left cheek to answer the last couple of questions. Damn it! She grumbled as she dashed out of the room after leaving her answer sheet on the professor's table.
"WHAT!" She barked at the caller without checking the caller ID.
"Is that how you greet your poor old worried mother, Natsuki?" a woman on the other line questioned in Deutsch.
"Mom? What's up?" Natsuki answered in the same manner, making some passer by students look at her oddly.
"Checking on you, halfwit! You haven't called me since you got there!, yet you had the time to chat with your brothers about your latest shenanigans! Are you deliberately ignoring me now, my dear?" Saeko asked in hurt tone which only made the young biker roll her eyes.
"Cut the drama, Mom. I know you've got eyes on me everywhere. And I'm fine. I'm sure you're not so excited to hear about my latest discoveries about their motorcycle productions." Natsuki explained while walking to the old Sakura tree towards the back of the school.
"ugh! Bikes again, honey? Is that all you care about? Anyway Miyu's coming for a visit."
"Yeah right… visit. I don't need a babysitter mom…"she whined as she knew what her mother was after. She frowned when she spotted the tree without the woman she expected to be there waiting. "I am perfectly fine on m..!" the sound and feeling of something crack under her foot stopped her complaining. She lifted her black sneaker only to frown again upon realizing that it was a familiar pair of lenses who's owner is not where she's supposed to be. Her face morphed into devoid of emotion, totally disregarding her mother calling her name questioningly.
"mom, can I talk to you later?" She asked in an oddly calm tone.
Saeko was taken aback by her daughter's sudden change of tone which was worrying her despite its calmness. "are you alright, honey?"
"yeah, I promise I'll call you."
"Alright. You be careful. I love you, sweetheart."
"Love you too mom." She ended the call and pressed one of her speed dial numbers as she briskly walked towards the tree while scrutinizing the spectacle in her hand.
"I don't know what you're talking about?!" Shizuru spat sounding almost like a whisper since her lungs seems to be failing to take in much needed air, or maybe her heart was pumping too much. Try as she might, but she can't clearly make out the faces of the other men in the room. Of all the time and place to lose her eyeglass. Impeccable. The sting on her wrist is getting worst by the minute with her vain attempt to snap the tight cable wire holding her hands together at her back.
"playing coy doesn't suit you, missy. You and your sister has been a sore in my eyes for a long time. So, this is how it's gonna' go." Hakuto crouched down towards her. "You stay here and be a good little bitch that you are, while I smooth my way back to Kruger's heart. Oh! Weren't you guys planning to visit some good spots in Kyoto? But you'd be busy, so I can't let an innocent young woman travel alone, can I?" He smiled darkly as he slowly stood up.
"How dare y..!"
Shizuru's ring tone startled them and Hakuto swiftly snatched it out of the Kyoto-ben's jean pocket. "O lookie here, Natsuki's calling for me." He frowned when the last name he saw on the ID was 'Kuga'. He started laughing mockingly at the woman slumped on the ground. "Can't you even spell 'Kruger' properly?!" he continued laughing, shaking his head as he took out the phone's battery and threw it with the device on the nearest bin. He turned on his heels towards the door.
"Where are you going! You can't do this to me Hakuto! Let me go! Now!" Shzuru yelled as loud as she can hoping someone from outside can hear her. It's the only chance she knew to get help. She was gnashing her teeth, glaring at the despicable man with venom.
Hakuto looked over his shoulder, hand on the doorknob. "scream all you want. Nobody will hear you. And I also got a man outside. You know, just in case someone happens to pass by, but… that is highly unlikely." He smirked and opened the door.
"Not going to join the party, Aki?" One of the men asked. He's almost 6 foot tall with blond hair and a left ear piercing just like the other men in the room.
"Nah… I've got my own woman to satisfy." Hakuto said, looking at his friends in the face. "You boys take your time. You've got four days to have fun and clean the mess. Ram her up till the she wilt, her brain surely wouldn't be working by then." He said and they all laughed.
"And white monkey?" He called out with his back turned the seething woman. "Don't even think of doing anything funny. I know where your sister goes to school. I've got my men there too." He smirked stepping outside, and closing the old creaking metal door.
Shizuru was beyond despair, staring with wide helpless eyes at the closed door she last saw Hakuto standing; leaving her with a frightful knowledge of what the Akiyama heir could do; not only to her, but also to her beloved baby sister. The one treasure she has been protecting all her life, securing her future in any way she can, and most of all, keeping her sweet little sister from falling under the same fate she did.
But now, Hakuto and any of his men could simply grab her sister anytime he wants and do god-knows- what to her precious sister. Her insides are turning cold, her body numbed. Even if by luck someone can save her now, it will still happen again, and her sister will still be out there in the open, defenceless. She felt dying when she thought of what could happen if she fights back, or if she doesn't either. Her brain slowly ceased to comprehend when the first wet nasty lick ran through her left ear. She shut her eyes from everything, ignoring the hands grabbing her ankles. But no matter how she braced herself for what is coming, the pain and fear in her being slid in a single tear down her cheek.
"Shit!" Natsuki grumbled staring at her phone after getting a 'busy' tone. 'Something doesn't seem right…' She thought as she half jogged to Shizuru's locker. Almost all of the classes are over and only a few students are left hanging around the campus.
When the biker found the right locker number, she slid the upper part of her phone which, fortunately, is slim enough to get through the slit used to drop letters through. She snapped for a photo of what's inside and quickly pulled the device back to check the picture. 'her bag's still inside'. Her chest is starting to hammer. A dreadful feeling is slowly creeping in. She pressed another speed dial number on her phone, tapping her foot impatiently for her cousin to pick up.
"Natsuki?" Haruka asked.
"Haruka! Do you have any security or control room for the CCTVs?!" Natsuki asked, rushing her cousin.
There was a small pause. "Yeah… we do. What's this all about?"
"I'll explain later. It's important. How do I get there?" She asked as her feet started to jog off again.
"You know, even if you're my cousin, Natsuki, I can't let you bre…!"
"Haruka! Please! Tell me how to get there! Now!" She pleaded pretty loud with a tone of paramount importance.
There was a short pause before the president answered. "Admin building, second floor, first room next to the stairs."
"Thanks! Can you also get the feed through your network?" she asked rushing to the location given. She spotted Hakuto from the distance, talking to a guy who's got an odd satisfied smile, holding a stash of cash. She disconnected the call after Haruka said yes, and almost broke into a run when she got into the admin building. She used the stairs going to the second floor, skipping some steps with her long agile athletic legs.
Apparently someone forgot to lock the door of the control room when the doorknob turned with ease, surprising the only man left inside who seems to be staff member, with his ID still hanging around his neck.
"What are you doing here? Students are not allowed in here!" He asked imposing his authority after he recovered from being surprised. He stood tall, towering the freshman college student who's looking at one of the screens with wide emerald eyes.
"Where is this room leading to?" Natsuki asked calmly with an odd aura of darkness around her.
The guy smirked, folding his arms over his chest. "Like what you're seeing, kid? Pretty entertaining isn't i…!" his speech was cut off with the unexpected quick jab to his nose, a knee in the gut before his head got smashed against the hard wood table. He dropped to the ground like a sack of rice, moaning in pain. He cried out when he was twisted in a painful elbow lock, forcing his back to arc.
"WHERE?!" Natsuki growled loudly in his ears, smashing his face again against the edge of the table, staining it with his blood.
Haruka came in rushing through the door before the man could answer. She was stunned to see the scene before her. "Natsuki?! What's going on?!" She wheezed, slightly panting.
Sharp emerald eyes snapped towards her cousin before smashing the man's head on hard concrete ground, rendering him unconscious. "Where is this room?!" She snapped at her cousin, pointing at a screen where four men were surrounding a chestnut haired student. Two of them were holding down her ankles, one was cutting her red cardigan with scissors while saying something towards the silently crying woman and the last guy was behind her removing her hair tie, loosening her bun.
"This is the old Utility room at the back of the fire exit" Haruka answered in one breath after seeing what her cousin was pointing at, eyes not leaving the screen even when her cousin dashed out of the room in great haste. She took her phone out and dialled a certain friend's number. "Takashi. Get your men down here. Someone just messed with wrong Kruger in my Damn University!" she seethed while taking control of the monitors. She watched as a certain raven haired cousin knocked another guy out at the back of the fire exit. Her hand still clutching the phone held against her ears. "better make it quick, or we'll be cleaning corpses tonight!"
Shizuru's tight jaw started to tremble when she felt the scissor was an inch away cutting through the neck line of her cardigan. Her torso could already feel the uncomfortable moist warm air inside the room. The strong scent of mixed masculine perfumes is making her noxious.
"Ooh… man, this one's a real treat!" The guy crouched between her legs commented in delight. He reached for the front clasp of the blood red brassier but the loud bang on the door interrupted their excitement. They snapped their heads to the door to see a slightly panting raven haired beauty carrying a thick, dusty steel pipe which could be a meter long.
Before the first guy could stand, Natsuki crossed the distance in a blur, swiftly turned on one heel to strike a heavy blow at the side of his head. He dropped straight to the ground like a piece of log. She made a quick straight kick towards the crotch of the second guy attempting to attack her, and sledge hammered blow the back of his head. Without stopping the flow of her movements, she wielded the pipe around while crouching down, hitting the third guy at her back in the knee side. She turned on the other side whacking the spiky head along like a baseball strike.
The fourth guy was still too stunned at how fast things have gone. He was standing in between Shizuru's legs, still holding the scissors in his hand. He growled, shifting his hold on his weapon like a knife. His biggest mistake was failing to see the lethal intent glowing from the diabolical pair of deep emeralds.
Natsuki looked at him straight in the eyes as she slowly bent her right knee, stretched her left leg out. She held one end of the pipe, pulling her right elbow out, parallel to the ground and resting the other end of the pipe on the palm of her outstretched left hand.
Thinking that the bitch was going to do the same manoeuvre she did with his buddies, he ran straight to her, holding up the scissor, ready to stab her. But in a split second, the mad biker's left knee bent forward, shifting her stance and thrusting the pipe hard on the despicable bulge she noticed in between his legs. She struck it with great force and lickety-split speed almost tearing through his pants. He grunted, bending over in pain. She finished him off with a strong blow on his head.
Natsuki was slightly panting as she threw the pipe carelessly clanking to the ground and picked the scissor up. She walked towards the still speechless, bare chested woman she has been searching for. The biker cut the cable wire setting Shizuru's hands free. She crouched down in front of her, clasping back the lock of her chest undergarment. Her emerald gaze made a quick snap down to Shizuru's jean button, which was still perfectly tucked in. She undressed the faintly shaking woman off the ruined cardigan and replaced it with her own black cotton athletic hoodie that she has just taken off, leaving her with only a white sleeveless top.
"Sorry, it might be a bit sweaty." Natsuki whispered as she finished fixing her hoodie on Shizuru.
It's as if Shizuru only just realized she was free from what have seemed to be her doom for eternity, she threw herself towards Natsuki who's giving her a small smile. The biker caught her with ease, not minding how her behind hit the cold filthy concrete floor. She embraced the crying woman protectively, like shielding the most precious treasure from the eyes of the world.
"Natsuki… Natsuki… Natsuki…" Shizuru called again and again while crying, as if reassuring herself that the nightmare was over.
The biker rocked her gently not even minding her blond cousin who came in the scene, followed by a couple of men she recognized from a certain friend.
Haruka and Takashi's men who's quick to respond being close to the place, worked as quietly as they could. It is rare to see the youngest Kruger to show gentleness in public, especially with a stranger.
'aunt Saeko will definitely flip over if she hears about this…' Haruka thought as she watched from the corner of her eyes how protective her cousin is towards the Fujino girl. 'it's different this time, isn't it, eh? Natsuki?'. She hid a ghost of a small smile as they left the two women, dragging four thugs along by the collar and out of the room.
"Hey… it's fine now, Shiz… the bad guys gone. Let's get some change of clothes…!"
"Oh no! Natsuki!" Shizuru's suddenly gasp as she remembered a grim possibility. Everyone stopped seeing the panicked look of the chestnut haired woman. "Alyssa!"
"Alyssa?" Natsuki echoed, prodding Shizuru to explain her growing fears.
"Hakuto knows where she is! My sister is in danger!"