Chapter 6: Why They Live Together
Agon watched as Hiruma opened the mail in his laptop. It was a photo of Mamori. She was lying on a bed. They could tell that two men were holding her down. One holding her arms above her head, another holding her at her ankles and keeping her legs open. Her hair was a mess. Her blouse was unbuttoned. Her BRA and UNDERWEAR was lying beside her on the bed. Her skirt was thorn off a bit on the sides. She was helpless but her eyes were a burning pit of blue fire. She was furious.
And then the next photo. Someone with a skull ring was gripping at her hair and forcing her face to be close to that FUCKING THING! This time Mamori's face was of disgust and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
"She sucked my cock pretty good. I commend her. She's real tough. Your girlfriend," the leader of the gang said to Hiruma.
"Hiruma-kun, don't believe him!" Mamori yelled in the background.
"I even made her swallow my cum. And by the way, she smells and tastes like heaven," the gang leader continued at the commotion he was hearing from the other end. He could tell they were all furious.
"Don't believe him, minna" Mamori said again.
"Shut up! You want to suck on my dick again? Make sure to lick it clean," the gang leader said and Hiruma, Agon, and the team heard Mamori's screams getting muffled. Cerberus was snarling angrily in the background with the sound of clawing and biting at steel.
And then they heard the cock of a gun. "YOU. ARE GOING TO DIE. TODAY. FUCKING SKULL!" Hiruma said in a voice that sent cold shivers to everyone, even Mamori and his teammates. They have never heard that voice. It screamed of danger. And the scariest of all was this isn't one of his antics. His teammates recognized that he sounded dead serious.
Agon saw Hiruma bring out a gun from a locked compartment in his car. It looked heavier than his other guns and it was already loaded. He saw the additional bullets in the compartment. He chuckled evilly. He might see someone die today. Hiruma was oozing with bloodlust. All emotion had left the quarterback's eyes and his normally green eyes almost looked black. This was the first time Agon had seen him like this. He could sense his anger, fear, frustration, and that powerful hunger for blood. He knew now that this guy is truly serious about that woman.
They heard Agon chuckle evilly in the background before saying, "Damn that's a nice one." There was a sound of the car door opening and then the line went dead. Yamato checked his phone and realized that Hiruma had ended the call.
Hiruma processed what was going on in a second. Everything has gone to a slow motion and even their voice sounded so slow. Anger was pulsing in his blood. This is the first time he had experienced so much fear; fear for her safety. This is the first time he seriously wanted to kill people. His concentration was to the max to stop himself from going wild. The gang was talking about doing a gang bang. Mamori's bra was thorn in two and was being passed around, getting smelled and caressed. Her underwear was being inhaled and kissed by someone on that spot that would have been embracing her folds. Hiruma's right hand ached to used the gun and blow people's brains away but his eyes finally spotted her. She was sitting on a chair. Her hands were tied behind her. Her ankles were tied to the chair. And someone was standing beside her, grabbing her hair roughly. He was wearing a skull ring.
It was the gang leader. Hiruma eyes darted below the waist. Thankfully his dick wasn't out; else he would have shot him in the head and let his brains splatter before he even realized he's dead. Mamori looked towards the door and he met her eyes. There was obvious relief when she saw him. But she froze shortly after like she was more scared of him than the thugs around her. His right hand left the gun's handle. He wouldn't want to burden her with a blood stain on her name.
The gang leader turned around and Hiruma noticed the open zipper. His anger flared. The Fucking Skull was really about to make Mamori suck his fucking dirty cock! Hiruma's body acted on its own. He was instantly beside Mamori and there was a loud bang as the leader hit the wall and fell to ground, unconscious. He had kicked the leader in the gut so strong that some of the guy's ribs were surely broken. And he was thrown against the wall, his head and back surely sustained some kind of injury as well.
Agon had whistled in approval. "That's badass. You should come with me once in a while," Agon mused. That was the first time he saw Hiruma truly violent.
Mamori had gasped in shock. "Is he dead?" was her wide-eyed question.
There was blood, Hiruma noticed. But he couldn't care less. The Fucking Skull can die a million times and he couldn't care less. He kneeled in front of Mamori and untied her ankles. "Behind you!" Mamori screamed. Someone with a knife had come rushing at Hiruma after he turned his back with the enemies still there.
Hiruma didn't look back. He was about to reached out for his other gun but Agon was there in a flash. "Not on my watch," he said and broke the guy's arm before he could get close to the two. "Oi, I can kill them right?" Agon didn't like what he saw as well. And if they had truly done all those things to the Manager, then they can just die.
"Yeah," Hiruma said and Agon grinned. He spelled to them what violence meant. They maybe a strong gang but Agon had spent almost all his free time beating people up. He had broken gangs before and this was no different. They were idiot's to have sent most of their people to go after the team.
Hiruma continued to untie Mamori and gave her his Saikyoudai Wizard's jacket to cover her torn clothes. He covered her view so she wouldn't see what Agon was doing. But the loud yelps and whimpers of pain were enough to tell her that Agon was having his fun.
"Fucking bastards, your fucking leader and the rest who came here are fucking DEAD. Come pick up their bodies before I change my mind and reduce them to ashes right here," Hiruma said using the gang leader's phone which had fallen to the floor when he kicked the life out of him. He told Yamato and the rest of the team that they are with the Manager now so they can return to practice. Because HE will take care of everything.
Hiruma brought out one of his guns and fired with great accuracy at a spot right beside the gang leader. "Wake up Fucking Skull. Stop pretending that you're dead. I can hear your breathing."
"I – I surrender," the gang leader squeaked in fear. He had recovered his consciousness seconds ago but everything was so painful he didn't even want to breathe.
"I wasn't asking fucktard." Hiruma brought out another gun. Mamori quickly held his right hand. "Give me that gun," she said and Hiruma raised an eyebrow. They eyed each other for long. She looked like she wouldn't budge so he gave it to her. She gasped at the weight as she carefully held it. He silently wondered how she knew.
Agon grinned at the Manager's gesture. She was right to do that. He saw what was in that gun and the manager instinctively realized it.
A/N: Sigh sigh sigh. Finally. I had a hard time writing this part (these four chaps). I had been opening my laptop every now and then. Encode a bit. Get stressed out. Close it. Erase it the next day. Write it again. And the cycle continues. I finally finished this today. That was exhausting. Drained all my energy. Lol. But I'm satisfied with the result. Kekeke.