Chapter 2
The next night, the two women walked out of a building. Sanri was dressed in a pair of black cargo pants and a black shirt that brought out the ivory color of her skin. She smiled and nodded to Kaiya, who was next to her, her piercing hazel eyes glinting. Kaiya was wearing a pair of tight fitting black flares and a black shirt. She had a satisfied look in her eyes as she slowly wiped the blood of her black handled Japanese katana, taking one last longing look at the red substance before the cloth wiped it away. They both walked casually toward their black Lincoln navigator. As they got in and sped away, Sanri smiled,
"Well that was an amusing takedown." She said, laughing gently as she turned the wheel and headed back to their small town apartment.
When they walked through the door, Kaiya tensed, her cautious amber eyes searching the room, before finally spotting a man sitting casually in a recliner, his dark eyes amused as he watched the two girls.
Suddenly, with a flick of the wrist, Sanri had thrown six razor sharp kunai at the intruder. He chuckled softly as he jumped from the chair, just in time to see the kunai embed themselves in the chairs back.
He chuckled again and looked at them approvingly, before pulling out a kodochi, and lunging at the girls. The two moved as if one and landed behind him, both of them kicking the mans back and bringing him to the ground in one fluid motion,