Chapter 9: Rescue Attempt
THUNK
A young looking man shoved a fairly large helmet on his head.
WHRR…..the helmet gave a shiver.
"Here we go," murmured Daemon and he disappeared in a blinding flash of light.
Sssaaasssuuukkkeeekkkuuunnn!aaaiiissshhhiiittteeeiiirrruuu!
"Well, lookey here," breathed the fairly drunk man that Ame was serving. "A really purty chhicky. So baby doll, wha's youuuuuuuuuuuuuurr naaame?" he slurred. Yup, definitely drunk.
"Look you, no funny business here. I got 300 orders left to take, and you will not be--EEK!" she squeaked as the drunk man began to run his hands up and down her thighs.
"Com'n guuuuuuurrly….ah juuuuuuuuuuussssssssssssssst waaaaaaaaaaaanna pllllllllllayyyyy!" he slurred again to her.
Disgusted, she slapped his hands away and decked him in the face. "DON'T TOUCH ME, SICKO!"
The rest of the people in the shop paid for they're meals and left, sensing trouble brewing.
Angered now that he had been clocked in the face by a mere girl, he stood up. "YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TREAT A CUSTOMER LIKE THAT! WHERE THE HELL IS YOUR MANAGER!"
With that, he grabbed her neck and began to choke her. Just as she was slowly beginning to see black, she heard a voice yell, "YOU! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER RIGHT NOW!"
The pair of hands let go, but she felt the darkness overtake her. That was all she remembered before she passed out.
Mmmyyyyllliiilllbbboooyyywwwaaannntttssstttooopppaaarrrtttyyyaaallllllttthhheeetttiiimmmeee!
Arima was washing the dishes since one of her other employees was on vacation. She and Ame were the only ones working tonight, she had hoped everything would be quiet and peaceful, like it usually was. But, as always, everything she wishes for, she gets the exact opposite.
She saw the man walk in, already drunk from the bar across the street. She was still too busy with the day's dishes, so she sent Ame out there to take his order. She didn't know that it was a big mistake when heard the man yelling, "YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TREAT A CUSTOMER LIKE THAT!WHERE THE HELL IS YOUR MANAGER!"
Frustrated that somebody was interrupting her work, she came out of the kitchen. "Is there a prob--" she cut off mid-sentence when she saw her employee being chocked to death by this man.
"YOU! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER RIGHT NOW!" Arima yelled. The man dropped Ame and she was carelessly splayed out on the floor, gasping for breath until she fainted.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THIS IS? A WHORE HOUSE! GET OUT! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR UGLY FACE IN THIS CAFÉ AGAIN!" Arima screamed angrily at the drunk man.
"FINE, BUT DON'T EXPECT ANY MORE CUSTOMERS TO COME TO THIS SHOP ANYMORE!" he yelled back.
"JUST GET OUT!"
With that the drunk man left his booth and walked right out the door.
Arima ran to Ame's side. "Uchitsu-san! Are you hurt?" she asked. No response. "Uchitsu-san! ANSWER ME DAMMIT!" she screamed. Still no response.
"Oh my kami…" Arima gasped, holding a shocked hand to her mouth. Franticly running to the phone, she dialed the number that she knew would help her.
"HELP ME! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME! MY EMPLOYEE IS LYING ON THE FLOOR UNCONSIOUS AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! PLEASE SEND SOMEBODY!" Arima chattered quickly into the phone.
"Alright already. I'll send her guardian to come fetch her."
"THANK YOU!" Arima cried. Turning back to Ame, she murmured, "Hold on, Uchitsu. Help is on its way…"
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RRRRRRIIIIIING!
Sasuke groaned as his hand reached for the phone. "It's 2 am, Naruto…go back to sleep," he grumbled into the phone, still half-asleep.
"Uchiha-san. It seems your charge is in some serious trouble. Go to her…NOW!"
"What are you talking about?" Sasuke mumbled as he stretched.
"I mean, your charge is at the Chili Cha-Cha Café and she's in some serious trouble!"
Sasuke woke up with a start and got ready. "What happened?" he asked.
"No time to explain, just make sure you get to her…now GO!"
Sasuke hung up the phone and tossed it onto his bed. Jumping out his bedroom window, he raced toward the shop where Ame worked. Once he got there, he burst through the door.
"What's going on here?" he asked Arima, who was crying beside Ame.
" S-She was being choked by this one drunk bastard, and I was just in time to stop him from k-killing her…" she sobbed. "And then when he let go, s-she f-fainted!"
With a stoic expresion on his face, Sasuke picked Ame up, bridal style.
"I'll take her home," he said. And with her in his arms, they left.
