Living in the Shadows
Chapter 4:
The next day proved to be very boring, and slightly tense. I couldn't quite figure out why, maybe my comrades were worried about who Heero had seen last night. Who knew; it seems that I am not privy to such knowledge. I catch both Quatre and Heero throwing me glances every now and then when they don't think I'm watching. To tell you the truth, it was amusing to a certain extent, but mainly, it was beginning to piss me off. Finally I just couldn't take it anymore; I stood abruptly, "Shit," I said, "Just remembered that I need to return Kasey's algebra book, it's his next class. Catch you guys later." Now, before you say anything, it wasn't a total lie. I did have Kasey's Algebra book, and his next class was Algebra; it just wasn't as important as I made it out to be. I eventually found Kasey, laughing with a group of cheerleaders. I waltzed up to him,
"Yo, man," I said, clapping my hand onto his shoulder, "How come you're hoggin' all the good lookin' chics, Kasey, come on man you haveta share ..." Kasey flashed me a large smile, I could practically see some of the bird- brained girls sway. Kasey was six foot even, blonde hair blue eyes and was quarterback for the school football team.
"Sup, man." Kasey said; extending his hand so that we could do our hand shake. I'm not sure why we did it; I just know that it was something that the majority of guys in this school did, so I learned it as well. "You doin' anything tonight?"
"I dunno, you got somethin' planned?" I asked, flashing my own personal smile. I saw a couple of the girls sigh. I was not a jock by any means, most people tended to place me in the Goth category since I wear black all the time, but I had earned the respect of the majority of the jocks....that is to say I had earned Kasey's respect thus earning the respect of the others. It's amazing what can happen when you clean the courts with someone.
"Cindy here is throwing a party," Kasey stated, "You game?" A party sounded like a great idea. It was said that Cindy also threw the best parties. I checked my mental calendar; the guys would be working on their projects until late tonight so there is no reason to think that they would want to do anything.
"Yeah man, I'm free." I said. "Great, you know where Cindy lives?" I shook my head, "'fraid not, mate." "That's cool; I'll just come and get ya, meet you in front at 8?" "See ya then man." I said, and then the group dispersed as we headed to our different classes.
That night I pulled on a clean pair of black cargo pants, a black wife- beater and a black silk shirt. I was dressed and ready to party. I glanced at the clock, 7:45 p.m., I was right on schedule. I grabbed my keys, wallet and my knives; all of which I never leave the room without, and headed down stairs. I only have to wait about five minutes before Kasey's red mustang convertible pulls up, him and two girls already inside. I jump into the back seat next to a red-headed girl named Michelle.
"I have to stop by the bank first to get some money for food." Kasey said as he pulled into the bank. We all opted to go inside, since the line for the drive through was so long. As we were walking towards the bank, I suddenly had a very very bad feeling. I felt the familiar cool brush against my neck, telling me Nyx was still there. We waited for almost ten minutes; Kasey had just gotten to the window, when it happened.
"ON THE GROUND NOW! THIS IS A ROBBERY!" A man in a black ski mask bellowed pointing a semi-automatic weapon at us. I silently started swearing; of all the God damned fucking things to happen, why a bank robbery???? Why now?? Why him??? ///You're just lucky I guess/// came Nyx's smart-ass reply. Two of the men held up the cashier, and demanded entrance to the vault. Another two went around to people demanding jewelry. When an old woman refused to give up her wedding band, the man back handed her, causing the woman to fall to the floor, and my temper to snap.
"You wanna rob the bank then fine," I snarled, pushing myself onto my knees, "But leave the civilians alone."
"Boss, we seem to have a hero among the raffle," the man who slapped the woman laughed. I merely stood, very slowly. I knew that I could get to him before he could get a round off; however getting back around to disarm the other guys was another story. I really didn't want to fire off a bunch of shots with that automatic that he was carrying. The problem was solved for me, when basically all four of the men turned to me, and started approaching. I relaxed plastering on my manic grin.
"You find something funny about all this, kid." I smile at him, I could tell that it both unnerved him and infuriated him.
"Yeah, don't you know that the ski mask disguise is so old fashioned." I asked; I got bitch slapped across the face with the butt of the gun for my efforts. Now I was mad, it was by far no where near as hard as I have been hit, but then again no one hit me and didn't regret it. "That was a bad idea," I growled, as I turned back towards the men, I let Shinigami shine through my eyes, and I knew they had seen it. I knew they had seen the killer, they had seen the souls of the dead howling in my eyes; they had seen the pain and death that I had brought. They paled, taking a step away from me. Then without a second thought, I moved. I have been fighting trained soldiers and sparring against Gundam pilots so long I had forgotten that in a real fight, with civilians, that I could sweep the floor with them using only one hand. So, as you can imagine; my fun with the robbers didn't last long. There wasn't a single shot fired, and all four men were unconscious on the ground. I had tired my best not to be to rough with them. I dusted my hands off, and then went over to the body of the man who was looting the people. I cut loose the pouch the man had been carrying, pulled out the old woman's ring and returned it to her. Then I returned all the other pieces of jewelry. The police came, and cleaned up my mess, asked a few questions, and then left. There had been no injuries and no gun fire, the cops were happy. Kasey got his money, some what shaken and we headed to Cindy's house.
"Where the hell didja learn to do that, man?" Kasey finally asked. I smiled at him, a good-old smile, not a hint of Shinigami in it.
"I've taken about every form of martial arts out there." I said, which is true, I have. I was no where near as good as Wufei and Heero at it....but I did know it.
"That was amazing." Michelle said, batting her eyes at me. I laughed, giving them all a brilliant smile; they had no idea what the cost of those skills were. I hoped the guys didn't hear about this, Heero was going to be mad enough about the party much less that I had just single-handedly stopped a bank robbery....
Chapter 4:
The next day proved to be very boring, and slightly tense. I couldn't quite figure out why, maybe my comrades were worried about who Heero had seen last night. Who knew; it seems that I am not privy to such knowledge. I catch both Quatre and Heero throwing me glances every now and then when they don't think I'm watching. To tell you the truth, it was amusing to a certain extent, but mainly, it was beginning to piss me off. Finally I just couldn't take it anymore; I stood abruptly, "Shit," I said, "Just remembered that I need to return Kasey's algebra book, it's his next class. Catch you guys later." Now, before you say anything, it wasn't a total lie. I did have Kasey's Algebra book, and his next class was Algebra; it just wasn't as important as I made it out to be. I eventually found Kasey, laughing with a group of cheerleaders. I waltzed up to him,
"Yo, man," I said, clapping my hand onto his shoulder, "How come you're hoggin' all the good lookin' chics, Kasey, come on man you haveta share ..." Kasey flashed me a large smile, I could practically see some of the bird- brained girls sway. Kasey was six foot even, blonde hair blue eyes and was quarterback for the school football team.
"Sup, man." Kasey said; extending his hand so that we could do our hand shake. I'm not sure why we did it; I just know that it was something that the majority of guys in this school did, so I learned it as well. "You doin' anything tonight?"
"I dunno, you got somethin' planned?" I asked, flashing my own personal smile. I saw a couple of the girls sigh. I was not a jock by any means, most people tended to place me in the Goth category since I wear black all the time, but I had earned the respect of the majority of the jocks....that is to say I had earned Kasey's respect thus earning the respect of the others. It's amazing what can happen when you clean the courts with someone.
"Cindy here is throwing a party," Kasey stated, "You game?" A party sounded like a great idea. It was said that Cindy also threw the best parties. I checked my mental calendar; the guys would be working on their projects until late tonight so there is no reason to think that they would want to do anything.
"Yeah man, I'm free." I said. "Great, you know where Cindy lives?" I shook my head, "'fraid not, mate." "That's cool; I'll just come and get ya, meet you in front at 8?" "See ya then man." I said, and then the group dispersed as we headed to our different classes.
That night I pulled on a clean pair of black cargo pants, a black wife- beater and a black silk shirt. I was dressed and ready to party. I glanced at the clock, 7:45 p.m., I was right on schedule. I grabbed my keys, wallet and my knives; all of which I never leave the room without, and headed down stairs. I only have to wait about five minutes before Kasey's red mustang convertible pulls up, him and two girls already inside. I jump into the back seat next to a red-headed girl named Michelle.
"I have to stop by the bank first to get some money for food." Kasey said as he pulled into the bank. We all opted to go inside, since the line for the drive through was so long. As we were walking towards the bank, I suddenly had a very very bad feeling. I felt the familiar cool brush against my neck, telling me Nyx was still there. We waited for almost ten minutes; Kasey had just gotten to the window, when it happened.
"ON THE GROUND NOW! THIS IS A ROBBERY!" A man in a black ski mask bellowed pointing a semi-automatic weapon at us. I silently started swearing; of all the God damned fucking things to happen, why a bank robbery???? Why now?? Why him??? ///You're just lucky I guess/// came Nyx's smart-ass reply. Two of the men held up the cashier, and demanded entrance to the vault. Another two went around to people demanding jewelry. When an old woman refused to give up her wedding band, the man back handed her, causing the woman to fall to the floor, and my temper to snap.
"You wanna rob the bank then fine," I snarled, pushing myself onto my knees, "But leave the civilians alone."
"Boss, we seem to have a hero among the raffle," the man who slapped the woman laughed. I merely stood, very slowly. I knew that I could get to him before he could get a round off; however getting back around to disarm the other guys was another story. I really didn't want to fire off a bunch of shots with that automatic that he was carrying. The problem was solved for me, when basically all four of the men turned to me, and started approaching. I relaxed plastering on my manic grin.
"You find something funny about all this, kid." I smile at him, I could tell that it both unnerved him and infuriated him.
"Yeah, don't you know that the ski mask disguise is so old fashioned." I asked; I got bitch slapped across the face with the butt of the gun for my efforts. Now I was mad, it was by far no where near as hard as I have been hit, but then again no one hit me and didn't regret it. "That was a bad idea," I growled, as I turned back towards the men, I let Shinigami shine through my eyes, and I knew they had seen it. I knew they had seen the killer, they had seen the souls of the dead howling in my eyes; they had seen the pain and death that I had brought. They paled, taking a step away from me. Then without a second thought, I moved. I have been fighting trained soldiers and sparring against Gundam pilots so long I had forgotten that in a real fight, with civilians, that I could sweep the floor with them using only one hand. So, as you can imagine; my fun with the robbers didn't last long. There wasn't a single shot fired, and all four men were unconscious on the ground. I had tired my best not to be to rough with them. I dusted my hands off, and then went over to the body of the man who was looting the people. I cut loose the pouch the man had been carrying, pulled out the old woman's ring and returned it to her. Then I returned all the other pieces of jewelry. The police came, and cleaned up my mess, asked a few questions, and then left. There had been no injuries and no gun fire, the cops were happy. Kasey got his money, some what shaken and we headed to Cindy's house.
"Where the hell didja learn to do that, man?" Kasey finally asked. I smiled at him, a good-old smile, not a hint of Shinigami in it.
"I've taken about every form of martial arts out there." I said, which is true, I have. I was no where near as good as Wufei and Heero at it....but I did know it.
"That was amazing." Michelle said, batting her eyes at me. I laughed, giving them all a brilliant smile; they had no idea what the cost of those skills were. I hoped the guys didn't hear about this, Heero was going to be mad enough about the party much less that I had just single-handedly stopped a bank robbery....