A.N: After a long hiatus (a very long one in fact!), I'm sure some of you are wondering whether am I dead or alive. Now that you have gotten your answer, I'm just gonna write a short chapter to continue where I left off to release the stress that's building inside me from the preparation for my examination. I apologise firsthand if it's not up to quality for I did not planned the storyline. Enjoy.
Chapter 2
The head of the Yakuza studied the new stranger that was blocking his way out from the dojo. He was very small in size and bareley 5 foot 5 inches tall. The one thing that attracted him towards the stranger was his striking red hair. Kaoru, sensing that the head of the Yakuza was paying most of his attention towards the stranger, bite his hand. The head gave a yell and released Kaoru from his grip but managed to grab hold of her back. He held her up high and shook her like a ragged doll. The head of the Yakuza was 7 feet in height and was very muscular. Most of the villagers would normally shrink with fear when he was walking around town, but this new stranger shows no fear at all.
"Erm, miss," said the stranger suddenly, making Kaoru to look down at him, "about just now knocking you down at the alley, my sincere apology from me to you."
"S-sure, no problem," replied Kaoru, surprised that he could talk so calmly at this kind of situation.
"Who the hell are you to block my way? Don't you know me, head of the Yakuzas here?" bellowed the head.
"I'm just a wanderer, wandering around the streets," replied the red headed stranger. "I heard a call of distress so I decided to investigate."
"Investigate? Who are you, the police?" said the head. "Boys, get your asses out here and teach him a lesson to mess around with me."
In a few seconds, more than 30 men surrounded the wanderer. All of them took out their daggers, sticks and katanas. The wanderer closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. Upon opening his eyes, he reached for the hilt of his katana and charged towards the nearest man. With a swift step, he took out at least 10 of them. He recoiled and with another step, he took out the rest of the men. He replaced his katana back to its sheath and looked for the Yakuza and Kaoru but they were gone. As the wanderer began to walk out from the door, he heard a slight groan from the back. He turned back and ran towards the sound.
Inside the dojo, he found Kaoru's father where the Yakuzas left him, all tied up and gagged with a white cloth. The wanderer freed him and lied him down on the dojo's floor.
"You should rest," said the wanderer. "Don't worry, your daughter will be fine."
"Although I do not know you," said Kaoru's father, "can I trust you to get my daughter out of harm's way?"
"You've got my trust," said the wanderer and walked out from the dojo.
A.N: Again I would like to apologise if this chapter sucks. If I live I'll try my best to produce a better one for the next to come. 'Till then, I love you guys for reading my fic.