Author's Note: And now we cue the drama. Thank you for commenting on the previous piece LaughterLover98, Eclaire, alex555sweet, and Guest! I hope everyone enjoys this part.
TWELVE
Kira yawned as she sat in the small office at her art studio. She was busy planning an event for the autumn months that would be arriving soon. She wanted to do something unique and fun for everyone to enjoy. After tossing around several ideas all week with Hanna, they finally decided to give it a rest until something just randomly popped up. Kira looked at the time on the computer screen and sighed. It was five minutes past ten. She hadn't realized she'd been sitting in her studio for the past three hours.
Quickly shutting down her computer, Kira stood up and slipped on her simple black blazer and grabbed her purse. She fished her keys out of her purse to lock up the office and the studio. When she was outside of the studio, Kira locked the door and started heading back towards her apartment.
As she was walking down the street she noticed someone leaning up against the wall of building. She quickly looked away to not draw attention. When she started to pick up the pace, the person called out to her. Her head and gut told her to ignore him and keep moving, but for some reason she turned to look at the man. Kira watched the man come into the light of the street lamp.
"Well look at ya now," the man said with a chuckle.
"Jimushi," Kira grimaced as the infamous pimp came towards her. He wore all black and had a scar going over his right eye. "What are you doing here?"
"You're worth a pretty penny now aren't ya?" he inquired as he started circling her like a shark. Kira licked her lips and shook her head, but Jimushi only scoffed and reached for her face. The green eyed girl yelped at his tight grip. "Did you forget Kira?" the man growled as he forced her to look up at him.
"Stop!" Kira snapped as she slapped his hand away from her face. "I don't owe you a damn thing, Jimushi!"
The man with long blond hair that was tied back in a low ponytail cackled and grabbed Kira, pushing her up against the wall. His calloused had gripped her by her throat and she grabbed his wrist. Jimushi lifted her up, causing her feet to dangle ever so slightly. Kira cried in pain when he slammed her against the wall. She started to pale the tighter the man squeezed. Her eyes started to tear up and just before she passed out, Jimushi dropped her. Kira stumbled and gagged, grabbing hold of her now bruised neck. When she looked back at Jimushi he forced her to stand up straight and punched her in the eye.
Kira screamed and fell onto the ground. She covered her face with her hand and bit back her desire to cry and beg for mercy. Jimushi went to grab her by her hair, but was violently stopped by brute force. Kira scooted away as she saw a flash of red and Jimushi being slammed into the wall.
"Mikoto," Kira breathed in relief as the redhead kneed Jimushi in the stomach and tossed him onto the ground. The girl gasped and watched as Mikoto stared down at Jimushi's bloody lips. With one swift kick to the gut, Mikoto caused Jimushi to curl in on himself. Kneeling down to Jimushi's side, Mikoto grabbed him by his long blond hair.
"If you ever touch Kira again," Mikoto said his body becoming covered in a dark red aura before saying, "I will kill you." With those harsh words, Mikoto tossed Jimushi aside and went to Kira.
Kira felt Mikoto's arms come around her securely. He was so warm against the damp and cold alley floor. She looked at him and smiled weakly in appreciation that he'd come to her rescue. There was no reason to question why he was even around, she would just be grateful. Knowing that she was safe, Kira rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
