Chapter Eight: Street Brawl

Even though we were pilots, we are given freedoms such as going out, shopping, or just walking around the city. That afternoon, I decided to go out for a lark.
This city on the colony was huge. It had a square, a mall, everything. Walking around on the outside markets, reminded me of my old days of stealing shop keepers blind, and the glory of doing it. I sighed in reminiscence. Then I looked to my right at a promising shop that sold high priced jewelry. A slow grin crossed my face, and I quietly walked in.
When I was in I spied the cabinets, and locked displays. Then I saw it. . .A bloodstone and turquoise necklace. . .in an unlocked display case. Perfect. I eased my way, slowly and silently to the case. Inching it open, I slipped my hand it and slide the necklace in my sleeve. Good, now to get out. As silent as a gust of wind I was as I slipped out around the customers, and too the door. Now, to get over the threshold. . .
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Aw, damn.
"Stop! Thief!"
Time to jet. Like a flash of lightening, I was out and down the street. So close behind me, I heard footfalls coming closer and closer. That shop keeper may have been fat, but he could run. The shadows. I need to escape to some shadows.
I ran into a dark alleyway, perfect. There, I saw some darkness and ran into.
"Who is there!"
The voice that rang out was loud and clear. . .and familiar. I swirled around in the dark.
"I am the offspring of All and Nothing. I am the Daughter of Chaos! Who are you?"
"I am the God of Death!"
Man, that sounded so familiar.
"God of Death, eh? Come face me!"
"Oh, but Revered Daughter, I prefer the dark."
"As do I. . ."
Suddenly, I felt a kick in my back, as I fell, I landed on my hands and in that same motion, propelled myself off the alley wall and tackled my assailant. I held the writhing body beneath me.
"There. . .I got-"
He slid between my legs, pushed me in the back, and cuffed me in the neck, painfully. Grabbing the same hand used to cuff me, I flipped him forward. Holding on to my hand, he flipped me as well. I landed in the mild darkening sunlight on my back. Before I could get up, and back to the shadows, quick as a cat, he slipped between my legs, and held my hands down. Then I saw his face.
"You!"
It was Duo. His face was dirty, and there was a bloody scratch across his eyebrow. His eyes seemed to dance in the waning light of the afternoon, and he smiled mischievously.
"Ah, so we do meet again. Now tell me, why did you steal that necklace, when they specifically told us not to attract attention to ourselves?"
My eyes narrowed. "Because it's none of your damn business what I do."
He leaned his face closer to mine, his eyes half-lidded and dreamy. "Do you know you are beautiful when you are angry?"
I smiled sweetly, and then squeezed my thighs together.
Duo uttered a thin wail of pain as I crushed his internal organs. Then I tossed him as I flipped up. Seeing a fire escape, I ran up it and in no time, I was on the rooftop. I ran across the rooftops, jumping as I came to gaps in the building.
Then, as I crossed to my third building I felt something hit me in the back. Before I even fell to the concrete rooftop, both of my wrists were grabbed, and I was whisked to the side of an apartment maintenance shed. Looking in my face was Duo again. He was beautiful in the setting sun. I stopped resisting.
He placed his face next to my head and he started whispering, softly. "I know what it's like, to come from the streets, not knowing where you came from. Not knowing who you are. Stealing your next meal from day to day. But now we don't have to. It's different now. You can stop fighting the world. You are not alone. You have me."
His head centered back to my face and he looked in my eyes. I saw myself reflected back in pools of midnight blue. He slowly let my hands go, and placed his arms gently and naturally around my waist. I placed my hands in his hair, and as I had imagined so many nights, it was warm and soft. Slowly, and slowly, he touched his lips to mine. I felt tension melt out of me. I felt the fire of desire consume me on that rooftop. Once again he placed his head next to mine, and we held each other, strongly and sweetly on the rooftop.