Choice of Music: Points of Authority - Linkin Park, Wither - Dream Theater

Chapter 9 - Rabbit to the Wolves

-one month later-

"Kia, you burned them."

"Vice, don't even start. Your food is perfectly fine."

"Yeah, if I wanted it burned."

"Vice, she didn't burn your food," K said, intervening between the two. The said Douji gave the man a growl, and Kia could see her uncle shrink in his seat.

"A-anyways. Kia, you should get a boyfriend."

Kis sighed, wishing he wasn't going to bring up this subject again. "Uncle, if i wanted a shitload of men in my life I'd hand out with you two bozos all day."

She felt a huge glob of something smack the back of her head. Turning around, she could see that Vice launched a huge spoonful of mustard in her hair. After glaring at him for a few minutes, she said, "Had that been Hana, she would have been spanked."

"Oh, kinky." Vice made a really bad sexy face. "Spank me, Kia. I'm such a naughty boy."

"If you mean 'naughty' as in 'mentally disturbed', then yes. Yes you are."

Vice stuck two of his claws in a V formation and wiggled his tongue in between them. Kia just stared. Words failed to come to mind. "I'm...going to go take a shower."

As she was leaving the kitchen Vice called after her "Do you want me to join you?"

"Shut the fuck up."

The water in the shower started, and Vice smirked to himself. It was so much fun to teast her, even if he went overboard sometimes. She was acting stranger around him, and he didn't know why. Probably didn't help that he didn't bother to ask. Hey, he didn't care. She was just another human whose life would be gone before he knew it.

But there was something else going on underneath the surface. She did something to him, he wouldn't doubt that. That girl did something to him, and he nearly kissed her because of it. Thank god he came to his senses. Had he done that, well, he didn't know what would happen. A dirty, evil smirk came to the Douji's face as he thought of a wonderfully awful idea.

The green Douji snickered, and K wondered what he was up to. The water stopped, and Kia stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Vice launched another spoonful of mustard at her, and she dodged it, narrowly missing her.

"Jackass," she said, escaping to her room. Drying herself and her hair, Kia quickly got dressed into her school uniform. While she was fixing her shirt, she heard someone knock on the door.

"Come in."

It was Vice. "Are you dressed?" he asked, staring at her. She raised an eyebrow.

"Dumb question much?"

And then it happened. Vice moved so fast she barely had time to perceive what was going on. Kia felt her body slammed against the wall, and a pair of lips met her own.

Vice kissed her. Scratch that, kissing her. And he wasn't being gentle by any means. His teeth bit her lip and his tongue brushed hers. Kia could only think of one thing to do, the most rational and sensible thing any sane person in her situation would do.

She slowly raised her hand and slapped him with as much force as her body would allow. The green Douji staggered back a bit, a nice red handprint forming on the side of his face. "A little feisty, are we?" he asked. He felt her hand meet the same side of his face.

"Now you're starting to irritate me," he growled.

Kia balled up her left fist as hard as she could and punched. There was a satisfying crack in his face, but an egually dissatisfying crack in her hand. She felt claws around her wrists, and soon Vice had her pinned to the floor, her hands on either side of her face. "Now I'm pissed!" he snarled. His golden eyes plashed like a predator's.

"I still got one hit left in me," Kia snapped. She could feel Vice's legs straddling her hips, and she got an idea.

"How?" Vice asked, giving her his traditional smirk. "You can't move you hands."

"Don't need 'em," she replied smartly as she brought up her knee as hard as she could.

She hit her target dead on.

The green Douji immediately let go of her, and clutched himself in his sensitive area. "You...bitch!" he gasped. Kia snickered.

"Bye bye 3!" She didn't bother putting her shoes on, she just grabbed them and her bag and ran out of the apartment. K was walking back into the room when he saw Kia dart past him. He was about to say something when she called "byeuncleseeyoulaterloveyou!"

He raised an eyebrow and peeked into her room. The evil Douji was on the floor still clutching himself, and he seemed to have gotten his ability to breath back. K could imagine what happened. "Vice, one. Kia, two. You're going to have to awknowledge her as en egual sometime, you know."

"Shut your fucking mouth, K."


"Oh my god, I can't believe you did that!" Ko exclaimed. She had shorter black hair than Kia, and she had dark eyes. She too had met Vice before and knew about the Douji secret.

"He had it coming," Kia giggled, sliding a book out of her bag. "I didn't have a choice, it was an act of self defense.

Both girls laughed to themselves and sat down for their last class of the day. Kia felt her phone vibrate, and she peeked at the message while the teacher wasn't looking.

BadBoy666: sup bich?

Frustrated, Kia texted back, feeling the small clacking of the keys underneath her fingers.

SugarAngel16: Who is this?

Almost instantly, she received the reply.

BadBoy666: giv u 3 gessus and a hint; kik me there agen and u wil DIE! Get me?
SugarAngel16:...Vice?

'How in the hell?' Kia wondered how he was able to get her number. She had begged and pleaded with her uncle to make sure Vice would never get it, no matter what.

BadBoy666: No, shirley temple. Yes its me, the great Vice.
SugarAngel16:Stop texting me, fuckface.
BadBoy666: Suck me, cunt. Your name doesnt suit you very much. Your not sweet and you sure as hell aint an angel.
SugarAngel16: And your name does?
BadBoy666: Damn straight
SugarAngel16: Stfu you queer. Bad boy 666, more like SissyGirl01...
BadBoy666 is calling...

Kia clicked the "ignore call" button, and she slipped the phone back into her pocket. Her phone vibrated on and off for about ten minutes and then stopped. She quietly prayed that a car wouldn't come crashing through the window.

A small paper crane landed on her desk. She looked towards Ko, and she nodded towards it. Unfolding the small orgami bird, she read the note.

Who was it? Kia mouthed the word 'vice', and Ko nodded in understandment.

The door to the classroom creaked open, and a boy walked in. "Class, we have a new student coming into our class today. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

Kia and Ko both snapped their attentions back to the newcomer. It was a boy, and an incredibly cute boy at that. It was obvious that he had come from outside the district, and therefore he had a different uniform than that of the other students. Blonde hair and secretive blue eyes, he spoke. "My name's Murayama Musashi, but you can just call me Musashi."

There was the clattering sound of desks falling over and chairs being puched aside as all the girls in the classroom ran to him. They spoke with such excited delight it reminded Kia of birds twittering.

"And like a rabbit to the wolves, they shall devour him ans leave nothing behind," Ko murmered in Kia's ear. Kia smiled. It was true, what Ko was saying. The girls at their school were fricking relentless...but then, so were the boys. After the first week of school, Kia started wearing skirts that went at least past her knees.

"Yeah, but he is cute. You have to admit that," she pointed out, her friend nodding in agreement.

"Go talk to him," Ko said.

"Pardon?" Kia asked, whipping her hair around as she looked as Ko.

Her friend gave a silent nudge. "Go. Talk. To. Him."

She nudged her back. "Why not you?"

"You said he was cute. Go talk to him, or I'll embarass you."

Groaning, Kia slid out of her seat and walked to the front of the classroom. The teacher was currently trying to get the girls to calm down and return to their seat.

"Miss Kia, please return to your se-"

"Welcome to Senjo Academy, Murayama," she said smiling, ingnoring the teacher. She swore she could hear Ko scoff in the background. "I hope you come to like it here as I have." She bowed politely and was surprised to see him reach out his hand.

"I'm sure I've said this before, but you can just call me Musashi," he said, returning her smile. Kia shook his hand, feeling a small blush creeping along her cheeks.

"Kia. Kachikawa Kia."

"Any relation to Kachikawa Seiba, perhaps?"

Kia felt her stomach churn with acid, and forced herself to remain calm. "No, no relation at all," she said, keeping her smile. There was no way she could stop her grip from tightening and relaxing. She silently retreated to her seat, and class resumed as normal. The buzz of excitement reverberated throughout the room, while the buzz of anger ran through Kia.


"How many love notes do you think heart-throb Murayama got today?" Kia asked, slipping on her outside shoes.

"57 note, at least 3 of them from guys," Ko answered, flipping through her book. Kia had gotten the new Fruits Basket book from the school library (courtesy of Matsumoto Kiyose) and Ko begged to borrow it for the night.

Waling out into the sun, Kia saw another girl from a different class run to Murayama and slip him an envelope. She obviously looked unconfortable and shy, so there was no doubt what she was doing.

"Breaking even, it's now 58," she said with a tone of amazement.

A crowd of girls was starting to gather around the entrance. All of them were speaking in hushed whispers and quiet giggles. "Have they found more prey already?" Ko wondered. "They're not wolves, they're hyenas!"

"Come on, ladies," Kia yelled. "You're like a blood clot, you're slowing down the flow." Pushing past people, Kia felt as though claustrophobia was going to kick in any time now. "What in the hell are all staring at?" Kia grumbled. And saw.

A boy leaned against the wall, and he was faced away from the rabid girls. He wore a sweatsuit with the hoodie open and a baggy white shirt. Instead of sneakers, he wore a pair of sandals.

"Oh my god..." Kia started.

"...He is hot!" Ko kinished. For some reason, Kia felt as though this guy was familiar to her, but she couldn't think of where she had met him. The mysterious boy pulled out a cellphone and looked as though he was texting someone. Meanwhile, Ko and Kia were shoving each other to go talk to him first.

Kia felt her body freeze when the boy flipped his phone shut and her phone vibrated. Hesitantly, she pulled it out and flipped it open.

BadBoy666: Where are you?

Kia looked back and forth between her phone and the boy, and she felt embarassment creeping upon her. When the boy turned towards her, she caught a clear view of Vice's face.

Both girls immediately gave out twin howls of horror and disgust. Vice began to stride over to them, his smirk appearing on his face. "Hey baby, how you doin'?" he said, nodding towards the girls. Kia could see the hearts in their eyes.

"Those poor, disillusioned girls," she muttered under her breath. "They don't know what's coming to them." She only watched as the epitome of evil flirted with the lovesick high school girls. She had a feeling this was some sick-ass fantasy to him. Grabbing him, Kia stomped away the girls, dragging their eye candy with her.

"Why in the hell are you here?" she yelled at him once they were a good distance from the school. "You had no reason to come here."

Vice cocked an eyebrow, eyeing her tight grip on his hoodie. "A tad jealous, are we?" he asked.

A furious blush creeped its way across Kia's face. "I-I'm not jealous!" she snapped. "I just don't see why you had to come to my school and be a nuisance."

Vice tapped his sandal on the pavement absentmindedly, shrugging off her hand. "Didn't think I was being a nuisance," he said, "thought you'd be happy to see me."

"No one in their right mind would ever be happy to see you," she retorted, pulling her hair into a ponytail. "Ever."

He pouted. "Aww, there you go, Kia. Hurtin' my feel-goods."

"The only feel-goods you have are the ones I kicked this morning."

"You think I don't have feelings?" Vice inquired.

"You're an empty chested bastard who claims to be the ultimate symbol of all evil. Of course you don't have feelings," she said, having no expression upon her face.

Vice opened his mouth to say a nasty comeback and stopped. "You actually have a point there."

Kia turned to face him, pushing on her sunglasses. "Well, because you showed up here obviously means you need something. Watcha want?"

"We need to go somewhere," he said as he started towards the train station.

"Where?"

"I have...an appointment," he said, almost sounding hesitant.

"You're a robot," Kia stated, "and yet you need to see a doctor?"

Vice laughed, sounding like he was mocking her. He looked at her, his trademark smirk appearing on his face. "I didn't say it was a doctor."

Yay, ninth chapter! The chapters should start getting longer because the story is starting to pick up. Ko is not my oc, she belongs to Shadows From The Night. Please review and tell me what you think. Having someone else's opinion helps. See you later!