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*Hey, people! RekkaShinen1 here with your 2nd chapter of Scattered. Sorry I haven't updated for so long! School and HW is hell! Ok well thanks to readers who reviewed last time! You rule! I luv getting reviews! Ok, enjoy!
*Now RekkaShinen1 presents*
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As soon as Tamahome sensei said his name, Rubi jumped out of her chair and pointed at him. "It's him! It's him, one of the warriors!" She yelled ecstaticly at Mori. Mori pulled Rubi by the arm back down into her chair. "Shhhh, Rubi!"
Rubi looked sheepish like she just remembered she was in a class and replied with a shrug of her shoulders,"Oops. My mistake...... sorry Tamahome sensei but you looked a lot like my friend's brother.....who...um....went to a war in America long ago....."
Tamahome smiled understandingly and looked at the attendance sheet. "Hmmm....Akahoshi, isn't it?" Rubi nodded. "No more disruptions, please....we must get on with attendance. Please say 'hai' when I call your name. Achi-kun....." From somewhere on the opposite side of the room came a "hai".
"Ahiza-san?" Tamahome continued.
"Hai." A classmate replied.
"Aorei-kun?" Tamahome glanced up when there was no response. "So, Aorei-kun is absent? Ok....." He marked something down on his paper. Rubi glimpsed at Aorei's desk and whispered to Mori sitting next to her,"Hey, Aorei-kun's not here. That's weird since he doens't miss a day of school......" Mori whispered back,"Aorei-kun is Misora's neighbor, right?" Rubi nodded again.
"Ok! Today's lesson. I'm covering for Hajita sensei in Global Studies so today you will learn about....." Tamahome sensei turned towards the board and began writing up notes.
Ignoring the teacher completely, Rubi leaned back over to Mori and whispered fiercely,"He's one of the missing Suzaku warriors! In my daymare, Dad listed all the warriors and the name Tamahome was one of them!"
Mori whispered back softly. "Maybe you're taking this the wrong way. I'm sure there is more than one person named Tamahome..." Rubi violently shook her head. "No way, it's him. I can't explain it but I feel a weird kind of energy coming from him......"
"....And that period occured from 1783 to 1794." Tamahome turned back to face the class again and Rubi gasped. A bright red character, oni, was glowing vibrantly on his forehead. Rubi clutched Mori's arm tightly, her grip surprisingly strong. Mori yelped.
"Mori! Look at sensei, do you see it?!" Rubi whispered to her friend. Mori looked up from her notes and let out a gasp of surprise as well. She glanced around hurriedly to see if their other classmates noticed the odd light their teacher's forehead but the other students apparently didn't since they were paying normal attention to Tamahome. Most of the other girls stared adoringly at the sensei with dreamy looks upon their awestruck faces.
Mori touched the arm of the girl next to her and asked,"Noruya, do you notice the red light on teacher's forehead?" Noruya looked at Mori strangely, obviously wondering if Mori was going mad.
"No, Mori, why would there be? He's just a normal guy, subbing for a missing teach. A really cute guy that is. Gosh, I hope he's single....." Noruya turned back to Tamahome.
Mori looked disbelievingly at the lovestruck girl. "Noruya....he's the teacher for crying out loud....."
Noruya sighed deeply and answered back almost in a trance, her eyes still lingering on Tamahome. "Yeah....but he doesn't look much older than seventeen....."
Mori looked at Noruya with something like pity then turned her attention back to Rubi, who was still studying the character on their sub's head. "Rubi, no one else sees the symbol.....only us......"
Rubi defiantly said,"Then it must be him....but how do we get him back in the book?" Mori had been wondering this too and she replied with a shrug. The girls sighed in unison.
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"Hey! Misora, Naiya! Hows it...." Rubi stopped her greeting short as she and Mori reached their other 2 friends. A sympathetic Naiya was comforting a distressed and extremely depressed Misora. Rubi made her way to Misora's side and put her arm around her friend's shoulder.
"Misora? 'Sora, what's the matter?" Rubi patted her best friend on the back. Misora responded in a blank tone,"Ryu Aorei....he died yesterday in a motor cycle accident....." Naiya was silent and motionless, except for her fingers twisting a diamond studded ring around and around on another one of her fingers.
"You mean your neighbor?" Mori asked. Misora nodded blandly. All the girls were silent then.
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"Mum, Dad? Anyone home?" Misora opened the front door with her own key and stepped inside the quiet apartment. She walked through the living room where the TV was on and muted and her mother was sprawled on the couch, sleeping. Not wanting to wake her mother, Misora tiptoed to her room where she finished homework and then stretched out on her bed for a quick nap.
Her dream was a repeat of Mori's except Shinrin was replaced with Ryu. Misora woke up with a start and then immediately called Rubi and explained her weird dream. Rubi then clarified that she had the same dream too and as the girls hung up both wondered how this could be going on.
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The next day when all 4 girls turned up for school, Tamahome was still subbing for Mrs. Hajita. Rapidly browsing through the school day, the girls made plans to meet after school to hang out. During lunch, Naiya explained to Misora how that night she had had a weird dream. Misora quickly ran through the details of her own dream and Naiya was shocked. At 4, the girls met at Koffee Kafe. (Yes, I do know how to spell....it just looks better as a name)
"...And it was really weird, seeing as my dead father was in the dream, telling me about this odd mission......" Naiya was flustered.
"Ok, you girls ordered 4 coffee drinks right? Two mocha lattes and two cream frappucinos?" A purple haired waitress came over with a tray. She set down their drinks in front of them; Naiya thanked her and she walked away. "So anyway as I was saying, my father told me about this search for 7 warriors....I have no clue as to what I'm supposed to do...."
The other girls looked hesitantly at each other then explained to Naiya they were each 'visited' in their dreams too. As they were discussing the topic at hand, a loud yell came from the front counter. The whole cafe grew quiet.
"I SAID NO, YOU JERKS! Get the hell away from me!" The purple haired waitress from before was trying to fend off two guys who wanted to pick her up. One guy grabbed the waitress's shoulders from across the counter. "Listen girlie, you're coming with us even if I have to use force...."
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!" The waitress balled her right hand into a fist and punched the guy in the face. As if he was flung with a slingshot, the guy flew backward, crashing into multiple chairs and tables. The waitress clapped her hand to her mouth, horrified at what she did. The pervert sat up 20 seconds later, his nose bleeding profusely.
His friend rushed up to him and helped him to his feet. They headed towards the door, which was located near the 4 girls' table. The harasser shot a glare at the waitress while muttering "bitch" under his breath. Misora seized her latte, which had been sitting on top of the table in front of her and chucked it, paper cup and all at the perverse guys. The lukewarm drink spilled all over their shirts and they dashed through the door hurriedly, cursing openly.
After the two left, the cafe bustled with business and noise again. Rubi high fived Misora while cheering,"You go, 'Sora! Those idiots deserved it!" Naiya smiled and said,"They also deserved that decking the waitress gave them! That must've been 16 feet! Right, Mori?" She nudged the silent girl beside her.
"Sorry, I wasn't counting...." Mori drank the rest of her coffee.
"Um, I want to thank you for dumping coffee on those jerks....." Misora turned when she heard the voice next to her. The waitress stood there, looking a little bit embarassed. Misora smiled pleasantly then replied,"Sure, anytime. Be glad to do it again." Rubi pulled out the last empty chair at their table and offered the waitress the seat. She hesitated for a moment. "I have to cover the counter...."
Naiya waved her to sit. "Just chill, girl. I'm sure your boss won't mind you taking a little break...." The waitress accepted then sat down. "My name is Rika. Um....I just started working here about 2 days ago...."
"Hi. I'm Rubi and this is Misora, Mori and Naiya." Rubi introduced while pointing to each of the girls. Misora smiled then waved, Naiya grinned widely and Mori just waved. "Rika, do you go to Fuyuno High School?"
Rika shook her head. "Nope, I only moved here a little while ago with my sister. My parents preferred to stay in our hometown so I have to work to support my little sister."
"Really? How old is your sister? What's her name?" Misora inquired.
"Well, she's turning eight in 4 months." Rika replied. "Her name is Rinko and she attends Hisei primary school." (A/N: A primary school is kind of like an elementary school and I believe in Japan it runs from a grade like kindergarten to sixth or seventh grade.)
"RIKA!!! Get back to work!!!" A voice called from the front. Rika stood up quickly. "I must go work. But thanks a lot, guys! I'll see you around!" With that, the waitress rushed back to the counter and began assisting people in their purchases.
"Well, if we're done here, let's get going!" Naiya gestured to the other girls. They stood up, left a tip for Rika and walked out the door.
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Two hours after the girls split up, Misora went grocery shopping for her mother. She still had 30 minutes left before she had to return home so she decided to wander around a bit and check out the mini shops. Strolling in front of the stores, Misora somehow found herself peeking through the window of a rare gift shop. Her eyes caught sight of a gorgeous fan sitting on a shelf inside the store. On instinct, the girl walked in.
A bell rang somewhere in the back of the store as Misora made her way towards the fan.
"Can I help you?" Misora spun around frantically. A guy more or less her age stood behind her. "Whoa" was his reaction.
Misora exhaled deeply and replied,"I'm sorry. You just surprised me, I didn't hear anyone coming up behind me."
The guy smiled understandingly. "I'm the store manager. Are you interested in purchasing anything?" He asked.
"Yes....this fan....it's beautiful. May I hold it?" Misora asked.
"Sure...be careful though." The manager reached up for the fan and bestowed it to the girl. Misora held it with trembling hands and wondered why she felt so nervous. She closed it and opened it, admiring the lovely artwork. The fan was decorated with vivid dancing flames, the colors blending in perfectly, the fiery reds, the bright oranges and the golden yellows. Misora did not want to give it back to the owner. "How much will it be?"
"...$125 dollars..." Misora's eyes widen and she hurriedly decided. 'Should I? It's beautiful...but I probably won't use it....it's weird. I feel like....I must have it....I was saving the money for a new jacket. But....last year's should still fit....'
"Excuse me....I'll take it...." Misora reached into her purse for the money. She counted out 3 fifty dollar bills she had earn from helping out her mother and from babysitting her neighbor and handed the crisp money to the store manager. He counted out the change, retrieved the fan and wrapped it up in a matching box for her. "Thank you very much. Have a good night." Misora walked out the store, still wondering if that was the right thing to do. The doubting girl was heading home when she strode past an alley and heard a yell.
"You jackasses don't get anything, do you?! I said to leave me alone and I MEAN IT!" Misora curiously peered into the dark alley and grew terrified when she heard pummeling sounds. 'Oh my god! What's going on? That sounded a lot like.....Rika!'
"Rika?" Misora called into the dark alleyway. The only answers were more beating sounds and groans of pain. 'Rika's in trouble! I have to help!' Misora reached for a broken pipe lying on the ground near her feet and cautiously proceeded down the alleyway. She was about 13 feet from the dead end when a hand grabbed her foot. "EEeeeeeeeekkkkkk!!!" Misora shrieked then bent down and struck the hand with the pipe. A cry was heard then silence. 'Holy shit! That was scary! But I have to help Rika!'
"Rika?" Misora called again. As if on cue, the alleyway was suddenly flooded with sounds and light. Misora peered around and noticed the beaming light was coming from an open window on the side of a building. She turned again and was astonished to find that Rika was fighting four guys at once....and was winning. More observing showed the shocked girl that the waitress was using a form of martial arts.
Rika stopped fighting for a second to acknowledge Misora. The waitress seemed just as shocked as the other girl. "Misora? What the hell are you doing here?!" One guy charged at Rika, hoping to punch her but she grabbed his arm and twisted it around which caused the arm to make a sick cracking noise. The guy screamed in agony and Rika finished him off by executing a roundhouse kick into his stomach.
"Ok, I'm finished. What's up, Misora?" Rika questioned. Misora glanced around the alleyway, noting that the 4 guys were defeated; one, who was seemingly unconcious, had his head in a trashcan, another was sprawled, also unconcious, on top of garbage filled black trash bags, the third was struggling to get out of the giant dumpster that he was obviously shoved into, and the fourth and final guy lay in a fetal position on the alley ground, still whimpering in pain from his twisted arm.
"That's what I should be asking you. What happened? What's going on?!" Misora burst out.
"Well, after work, the 2 jerks from before came back to ask me out again and this time they brought friends." Rika placed her hands on her hips. "Now, they know not to mess. Let's get outta here, girl." The two girls began shuffling away from the alley.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Misora asked, still in disbelief from the power the waitress had shown before; she couldn't help thinking 'She made it all look so....easy...."
"Natural talent, I guess......" Rika straightened her top and brushed back her long purple hair. A red light caught Misora's eye. She turned to look at Rika and was shocked to find a glowing red character shining brightly from Rika's shoulder.
Author's Note: Whooooooo! Finished! Well, how was that chapter? I hoped that the hints in the beginning didn't give away the ending of this chapter! Reviewers rule! Please R/R! Thanks! See you next time!
*Hey, people! RekkaShinen1 here with your 2nd chapter of Scattered. Sorry I haven't updated for so long! School and HW is hell! Ok well thanks to readers who reviewed last time! You rule! I luv getting reviews! Ok, enjoy!
*Now RekkaShinen1 presents*
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As soon as Tamahome sensei said his name, Rubi jumped out of her chair and pointed at him. "It's him! It's him, one of the warriors!" She yelled ecstaticly at Mori. Mori pulled Rubi by the arm back down into her chair. "Shhhh, Rubi!"
Rubi looked sheepish like she just remembered she was in a class and replied with a shrug of her shoulders,"Oops. My mistake...... sorry Tamahome sensei but you looked a lot like my friend's brother.....who...um....went to a war in America long ago....."
Tamahome smiled understandingly and looked at the attendance sheet. "Hmmm....Akahoshi, isn't it?" Rubi nodded. "No more disruptions, please....we must get on with attendance. Please say 'hai' when I call your name. Achi-kun....." From somewhere on the opposite side of the room came a "hai".
"Ahiza-san?" Tamahome continued.
"Hai." A classmate replied.
"Aorei-kun?" Tamahome glanced up when there was no response. "So, Aorei-kun is absent? Ok....." He marked something down on his paper. Rubi glimpsed at Aorei's desk and whispered to Mori sitting next to her,"Hey, Aorei-kun's not here. That's weird since he doens't miss a day of school......" Mori whispered back,"Aorei-kun is Misora's neighbor, right?" Rubi nodded again.
"Ok! Today's lesson. I'm covering for Hajita sensei in Global Studies so today you will learn about....." Tamahome sensei turned towards the board and began writing up notes.
Ignoring the teacher completely, Rubi leaned back over to Mori and whispered fiercely,"He's one of the missing Suzaku warriors! In my daymare, Dad listed all the warriors and the name Tamahome was one of them!"
Mori whispered back softly. "Maybe you're taking this the wrong way. I'm sure there is more than one person named Tamahome..." Rubi violently shook her head. "No way, it's him. I can't explain it but I feel a weird kind of energy coming from him......"
"....And that period occured from 1783 to 1794." Tamahome turned back to face the class again and Rubi gasped. A bright red character, oni, was glowing vibrantly on his forehead. Rubi clutched Mori's arm tightly, her grip surprisingly strong. Mori yelped.
"Mori! Look at sensei, do you see it?!" Rubi whispered to her friend. Mori looked up from her notes and let out a gasp of surprise as well. She glanced around hurriedly to see if their other classmates noticed the odd light their teacher's forehead but the other students apparently didn't since they were paying normal attention to Tamahome. Most of the other girls stared adoringly at the sensei with dreamy looks upon their awestruck faces.
Mori touched the arm of the girl next to her and asked,"Noruya, do you notice the red light on teacher's forehead?" Noruya looked at Mori strangely, obviously wondering if Mori was going mad.
"No, Mori, why would there be? He's just a normal guy, subbing for a missing teach. A really cute guy that is. Gosh, I hope he's single....." Noruya turned back to Tamahome.
Mori looked disbelievingly at the lovestruck girl. "Noruya....he's the teacher for crying out loud....."
Noruya sighed deeply and answered back almost in a trance, her eyes still lingering on Tamahome. "Yeah....but he doesn't look much older than seventeen....."
Mori looked at Noruya with something like pity then turned her attention back to Rubi, who was still studying the character on their sub's head. "Rubi, no one else sees the symbol.....only us......"
Rubi defiantly said,"Then it must be him....but how do we get him back in the book?" Mori had been wondering this too and she replied with a shrug. The girls sighed in unison.
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"Hey! Misora, Naiya! Hows it...." Rubi stopped her greeting short as she and Mori reached their other 2 friends. A sympathetic Naiya was comforting a distressed and extremely depressed Misora. Rubi made her way to Misora's side and put her arm around her friend's shoulder.
"Misora? 'Sora, what's the matter?" Rubi patted her best friend on the back. Misora responded in a blank tone,"Ryu Aorei....he died yesterday in a motor cycle accident....." Naiya was silent and motionless, except for her fingers twisting a diamond studded ring around and around on another one of her fingers.
"You mean your neighbor?" Mori asked. Misora nodded blandly. All the girls were silent then.
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"Mum, Dad? Anyone home?" Misora opened the front door with her own key and stepped inside the quiet apartment. She walked through the living room where the TV was on and muted and her mother was sprawled on the couch, sleeping. Not wanting to wake her mother, Misora tiptoed to her room where she finished homework and then stretched out on her bed for a quick nap.
Her dream was a repeat of Mori's except Shinrin was replaced with Ryu. Misora woke up with a start and then immediately called Rubi and explained her weird dream. Rubi then clarified that she had the same dream too and as the girls hung up both wondered how this could be going on.
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The next day when all 4 girls turned up for school, Tamahome was still subbing for Mrs. Hajita. Rapidly browsing through the school day, the girls made plans to meet after school to hang out. During lunch, Naiya explained to Misora how that night she had had a weird dream. Misora quickly ran through the details of her own dream and Naiya was shocked. At 4, the girls met at Koffee Kafe. (Yes, I do know how to spell....it just looks better as a name)
"...And it was really weird, seeing as my dead father was in the dream, telling me about this odd mission......" Naiya was flustered.
"Ok, you girls ordered 4 coffee drinks right? Two mocha lattes and two cream frappucinos?" A purple haired waitress came over with a tray. She set down their drinks in front of them; Naiya thanked her and she walked away. "So anyway as I was saying, my father told me about this search for 7 warriors....I have no clue as to what I'm supposed to do...."
The other girls looked hesitantly at each other then explained to Naiya they were each 'visited' in their dreams too. As they were discussing the topic at hand, a loud yell came from the front counter. The whole cafe grew quiet.
"I SAID NO, YOU JERKS! Get the hell away from me!" The purple haired waitress from before was trying to fend off two guys who wanted to pick her up. One guy grabbed the waitress's shoulders from across the counter. "Listen girlie, you're coming with us even if I have to use force...."
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!" The waitress balled her right hand into a fist and punched the guy in the face. As if he was flung with a slingshot, the guy flew backward, crashing into multiple chairs and tables. The waitress clapped her hand to her mouth, horrified at what she did. The pervert sat up 20 seconds later, his nose bleeding profusely.
His friend rushed up to him and helped him to his feet. They headed towards the door, which was located near the 4 girls' table. The harasser shot a glare at the waitress while muttering "bitch" under his breath. Misora seized her latte, which had been sitting on top of the table in front of her and chucked it, paper cup and all at the perverse guys. The lukewarm drink spilled all over their shirts and they dashed through the door hurriedly, cursing openly.
After the two left, the cafe bustled with business and noise again. Rubi high fived Misora while cheering,"You go, 'Sora! Those idiots deserved it!" Naiya smiled and said,"They also deserved that decking the waitress gave them! That must've been 16 feet! Right, Mori?" She nudged the silent girl beside her.
"Sorry, I wasn't counting...." Mori drank the rest of her coffee.
"Um, I want to thank you for dumping coffee on those jerks....." Misora turned when she heard the voice next to her. The waitress stood there, looking a little bit embarassed. Misora smiled pleasantly then replied,"Sure, anytime. Be glad to do it again." Rubi pulled out the last empty chair at their table and offered the waitress the seat. She hesitated for a moment. "I have to cover the counter...."
Naiya waved her to sit. "Just chill, girl. I'm sure your boss won't mind you taking a little break...." The waitress accepted then sat down. "My name is Rika. Um....I just started working here about 2 days ago...."
"Hi. I'm Rubi and this is Misora, Mori and Naiya." Rubi introduced while pointing to each of the girls. Misora smiled then waved, Naiya grinned widely and Mori just waved. "Rika, do you go to Fuyuno High School?"
Rika shook her head. "Nope, I only moved here a little while ago with my sister. My parents preferred to stay in our hometown so I have to work to support my little sister."
"Really? How old is your sister? What's her name?" Misora inquired.
"Well, she's turning eight in 4 months." Rika replied. "Her name is Rinko and she attends Hisei primary school." (A/N: A primary school is kind of like an elementary school and I believe in Japan it runs from a grade like kindergarten to sixth or seventh grade.)
"RIKA!!! Get back to work!!!" A voice called from the front. Rika stood up quickly. "I must go work. But thanks a lot, guys! I'll see you around!" With that, the waitress rushed back to the counter and began assisting people in their purchases.
"Well, if we're done here, let's get going!" Naiya gestured to the other girls. They stood up, left a tip for Rika and walked out the door.
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Two hours after the girls split up, Misora went grocery shopping for her mother. She still had 30 minutes left before she had to return home so she decided to wander around a bit and check out the mini shops. Strolling in front of the stores, Misora somehow found herself peeking through the window of a rare gift shop. Her eyes caught sight of a gorgeous fan sitting on a shelf inside the store. On instinct, the girl walked in.
A bell rang somewhere in the back of the store as Misora made her way towards the fan.
"Can I help you?" Misora spun around frantically. A guy more or less her age stood behind her. "Whoa" was his reaction.
Misora exhaled deeply and replied,"I'm sorry. You just surprised me, I didn't hear anyone coming up behind me."
The guy smiled understandingly. "I'm the store manager. Are you interested in purchasing anything?" He asked.
"Yes....this fan....it's beautiful. May I hold it?" Misora asked.
"Sure...be careful though." The manager reached up for the fan and bestowed it to the girl. Misora held it with trembling hands and wondered why she felt so nervous. She closed it and opened it, admiring the lovely artwork. The fan was decorated with vivid dancing flames, the colors blending in perfectly, the fiery reds, the bright oranges and the golden yellows. Misora did not want to give it back to the owner. "How much will it be?"
"...$125 dollars..." Misora's eyes widen and she hurriedly decided. 'Should I? It's beautiful...but I probably won't use it....it's weird. I feel like....I must have it....I was saving the money for a new jacket. But....last year's should still fit....'
"Excuse me....I'll take it...." Misora reached into her purse for the money. She counted out 3 fifty dollar bills she had earn from helping out her mother and from babysitting her neighbor and handed the crisp money to the store manager. He counted out the change, retrieved the fan and wrapped it up in a matching box for her. "Thank you very much. Have a good night." Misora walked out the store, still wondering if that was the right thing to do. The doubting girl was heading home when she strode past an alley and heard a yell.
"You jackasses don't get anything, do you?! I said to leave me alone and I MEAN IT!" Misora curiously peered into the dark alley and grew terrified when she heard pummeling sounds. 'Oh my god! What's going on? That sounded a lot like.....Rika!'
"Rika?" Misora called into the dark alleyway. The only answers were more beating sounds and groans of pain. 'Rika's in trouble! I have to help!' Misora reached for a broken pipe lying on the ground near her feet and cautiously proceeded down the alleyway. She was about 13 feet from the dead end when a hand grabbed her foot. "EEeeeeeeeekkkkkk!!!" Misora shrieked then bent down and struck the hand with the pipe. A cry was heard then silence. 'Holy shit! That was scary! But I have to help Rika!'
"Rika?" Misora called again. As if on cue, the alleyway was suddenly flooded with sounds and light. Misora peered around and noticed the beaming light was coming from an open window on the side of a building. She turned again and was astonished to find that Rika was fighting four guys at once....and was winning. More observing showed the shocked girl that the waitress was using a form of martial arts.
Rika stopped fighting for a second to acknowledge Misora. The waitress seemed just as shocked as the other girl. "Misora? What the hell are you doing here?!" One guy charged at Rika, hoping to punch her but she grabbed his arm and twisted it around which caused the arm to make a sick cracking noise. The guy screamed in agony and Rika finished him off by executing a roundhouse kick into his stomach.
"Ok, I'm finished. What's up, Misora?" Rika questioned. Misora glanced around the alleyway, noting that the 4 guys were defeated; one, who was seemingly unconcious, had his head in a trashcan, another was sprawled, also unconcious, on top of garbage filled black trash bags, the third was struggling to get out of the giant dumpster that he was obviously shoved into, and the fourth and final guy lay in a fetal position on the alley ground, still whimpering in pain from his twisted arm.
"That's what I should be asking you. What happened? What's going on?!" Misora burst out.
"Well, after work, the 2 jerks from before came back to ask me out again and this time they brought friends." Rika placed her hands on her hips. "Now, they know not to mess. Let's get outta here, girl." The two girls began shuffling away from the alley.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Misora asked, still in disbelief from the power the waitress had shown before; she couldn't help thinking 'She made it all look so....easy...."
"Natural talent, I guess......" Rika straightened her top and brushed back her long purple hair. A red light caught Misora's eye. She turned to look at Rika and was shocked to find a glowing red character shining brightly from Rika's shoulder.
Author's Note: Whooooooo! Finished! Well, how was that chapter? I hoped that the hints in the beginning didn't give away the ending of this chapter! Reviewers rule! Please R/R! Thanks! See you next time!