All they cared about was being with each other. True, it's only been almost a week since they first met. Even though they were strangers at first, they discovered they had so much in common, such as martial arts films, the love for motorcycles, anime, and other things.
Especially the martial arts.
"What? Bruce Lee better than Jackie Chan?! Now THAT'S what I call a bunch of bull, T.K. Jackie can whoop Bruce's ass any day of the week," Kari said.
"It's true, Kari. Jackie may have more finesse, but Bruce has more power and speed than Jackie does. I'm sorry, but your hero ain't nothin' compared to Bruce," T.K. said. This brought a question to Kari's mind.
"Hey, T.K. Since you know so much about Bruce Lee, do you practice his way of fighting?" Kari asked.
"Sure I do. When it comes to a fight, I'm one of the best Jeet Kune Do fighters alive!" T.K. boasted. As they were about to get to the splitting "Y" of the sidewalk, Kari led T.K. off the sidewalk and into the grass. Smiling, Kari let go of T.K.'s hand, took a few steps away, and faced him.
"Try it on me. Let's see if you can back your words up," Kari said, smiling. T.K. was a bit surprised.
"Uh... aren't you afraid you're gonna get hurt?" T.K. asked.
"Of course not, silly. Thanks to my big brother, I know a few moves myself," Kari said. Kari put her left leg forward and slightly bent both of her legs. Kari made her hands shaped like serpent-heads and had them in-line with the center of her eyes. Kari began to giggle to herself.
(The art of the Snake. Not bad, Kari...)
"If you think that Bruce can kick Jackie's ass, then back those words up, tough guy. Why don't you see if you can whoop my ass, hmmmmm?" Kari asked. Kari motioned T.K. to face her with her left hand. Smiling, T.K. got a little closer to Kari and faced her. T.K. put his right leg in front of his left and got into a Jeet Kune Do stance, which seemed similar to that of a boxer.
"Kari, you're gonna be sorry you ever stood up for Chan. I ain't gonna hold back, ya know?" T.K. asked, smiling to himself. T.K. and Kari began to circle each other, seeing who would be the first to make a move. While Kari dragged her feet, T.K. shuffled around like a boxer. Kari began to make sounds that only Bruce Lee would make. That made T.K. start to giggle.
"You have dishonored Jackie Chan, my mastuh. I shall regain his honor by bringing you to your defeat! WA-TAAAAAAHHH!" Kari shouted. T.K. tried not to laugh. Kari comes in for T.K. and gives him 3 quick kicks to the head with her right leg. T.K. shuffled back and parried the 3 kicks easily. Kari then struck for T.K.'s face with her left serpent-shaped hand. T.K. parried the attack and circled around her. Kari turned to face T.K. and struck for T.K.'s ribs with her right hand's fingertips. When T.K. parried it, Kari slithered her right hand around T.K.'s parry and quickly struck for the head with the same hand. T.K. saw the attack to his head and back-flipped away from her. Quickly, he regained his fighting stance. Kari made a sound of a snake as she made her hands move like a pair of snakes.
"Hmmmm... not bad. You almost got me there my 2 inches," T.K. said. A thought came to T.K.'s mind, and that gave him a wide smile. The thought then made T.K. raise his brows at Kari.
"Hey, what do you have running in that head of yours?" Kari asked, still in her kung-fu stance.
"Why don't come for me and find out?" T.K. asked playfully. Trying to think what T.K. was thinking, Kari licked the top of her lips.
"Okay! I'm gonna give a good kick to the family jewels!" Kari warned. Kari came for T.K. and delivered a front kick to the groin with her right foot. T.K. caught the kick with his left hand and raised her leg up high. T.K. raised his right leg a bit and swept Kari off her feet. As Kari let out a yelp and was about to hit the grass, T.K. caught Kari in his arm, kept her close and gently placed her down. With her right leg over his shoulder, T.K. mounted on top of Kari and felt her soft body press into his. Kari began to blush as she looked into the young man's eyes and felt his hardness rubbing into her softness.
"Mmmmmm... I like this position. Don't you sometimes have the urge to do it right here right out in the open, T.K.? I'll get down on my hands and knees and I'll let you do all the work. How about it? Doggie-style..." Kari said. T.K. let out a gasp and began to blush really hard.
"Kari, there's a lot of people out here. They can hear us..." T.K. whispered with a tone of embarrassment. Giggling, Kari wrapped her arms around T.K.'s neck.
"I'm just kidding, silly! It's been 5 days since we first met, yet I felt I like knew you forever. It's... it's like we're destined to be together," Kari said, looking into T.K.'s ocean-blue eyes. As Kari ran her hand through T.K.'s hair, T.K. slowly leaned his face down toward Kari's. As they both closed their eyes, they felt great sensation when their very lips touched. Clinging onto one another on the grass, T.K. and Kari kissed.
A man in a brown trench coat watched from far away as T.K. and Kari continued to let their bodies become as one. Sitting on a bench and wearing a pair of glasses, the blue-haired man took out his cellular and began to dial a number. In seconds, the man reached who he wanted.
"Mr. Ishida? It's Joe Kido. I got some bad news. T.K. still didn't carry out the assignment. What should I do? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. No problem, boss. We'll teach him a lesson all right..."
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----Later, that afternoon---
Wearing black once again, T.K. walked right into the Mt. Fuji Pub with a smile as wide as the Grand Canyon. When he walked right in, he saw Davis behind the bar french-kissing a purple-haired woman. The woman with glasses ran her hands around Davis' back while Davis cupped her breast and gave it a light squeeze. The woman let out a light moan while she still clung onto Davis and locked lips with him.
"Uh... if you need some privacy, I'll come back," T.K. said. Davis quickly opened his eyes and broke away from the woman when he heard his friend's voice.
"Hey there, T.K.! Nice to see ya!" Davis said, blushing out of embarrassment. Quickly, Davis turned his attention to the woman.
"Yolei, T.K. and I need a few minutes alone," Davis whispered.
"Oh, I see.... I didn't know you go both ways, Davis. I gotta admit, you got good taste..." Yolei said, giving T.K. eyes of lust.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!! It's a matter of business," Davis whispered, startled by Yolei's words.
"Suuuure it is. Hey, how about later tonight, you come to my place? This time, I'll let you wear these," Yolei said seductively, showing Davis a pair of handcuffs. Blushing harder, Davis hid the cuffs and nicely led Yolei to the door.
"Don't worry, hun. I'll be at your place at 8. Be sure to wear something comfy..." Davis said, imagining Yolei wearing a see-through lingerie. After Yolei gave Davis a passionate kiss, she flipped her long hair over her shoulder and walked out the door. Seeing her fade from his sight, Davis fixed himself up and turned his attention to T.K.
"Just pretend none of that happened," Davis said. Davis and T.K. walked to the bar to share a few words with each other. As T.K. sat at the bar, Davis walked behind it.
"Davis, you wouldn't believe what happened to me. I met the most incredible woman the world! She's smart, she's sexy, she's-"
"T.K., can I ask you a question?" Davis asked.
"Uh, sure. What is it?" T.K. asked. In an instant, Davis slammed his hands onto the bar, giving T.K. eyes of pure anger.
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!?" Davis screamed. This made T.K. raise a brow.
"Davis, what are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about, ya damn baka! Do you have a DEATH WISH or something? What the fuck are you doing fooling around with your target?!" Davis asked. There was a slight pause after Davis asked T.K. that question. T.K. felt a chill run through his body.
"... so you know. Davis, let me explain-"
"T.K., you know the code of the assassin. You know what the consequences will be if you fail to take out a target and get associated with one. Why, T.K.? Why did you let her live?" Davis asked.
"Because.... I love her," T.K. said.
Five men stomped their way into the pub. All five men were wearing suits, nice and well-ironed. The leader with glasses was none other than Joe Kido, Matt Ishida's #1 guy. With arms crossed, all five men were staring at T.K. with eyes of pure ice. When T.K. saw the 5 men, T.K. turned his attention back to Davis and wore a crooked smile.
"Word seems to spread like wildfire through the Ishidas. Davis... I need a workout. I'll be right back," T.K. said. Quietly, T.K. got out of his seat and walked to the Men's room. As soon as T.K. was inside, Joe and his men followed him.
One by one, the five men got inside the enormous restroom. However, none of them could see T.K. anywhere.
"Hey, man. Where is he?" one guy asked.
"Don't worry. We'll find him. Besides, there's no way out except behind that door. The boss wants him to be beatened to a pulp. That's how Mr. Ishida wants to see him," Joe said. Suddenly the door to the Men's room slammed shut. All five men instantly turned around to see who shut the door.
The one who closed the door was T.K., the Angel of Death. Wearing his shades, T.K. carefully eyed every man one by one.
"Hiya, boys. Seems that my big brother isn't so happy about what I did. So you think you can beat me to a bloody pulp, huh? I think it's time to teach you boys something called humility..." T.K. whispered, wearing a crooked smile. Keeping his back to the door, T.K. slowly turned a small knob and locked it so nobody could get out alive.
.... to be continued.
