Brick frowned as this time the other line just had a dial tone instead of the usual voice mail and he got an alert that his text message couldn't be received. He glared down, his feet dangling in his pool as he looked outwards into the city.
The water was starting to get warm as his eyes glowed red.
"You're not listening to me." A woman stood behind him, leaning on the door, "This really is such a wonderful view."
"It works for me...keeps me from wanting to throw this phone off the balcony, go on a rampage and grab that stupid bitch out of her home." He whispered that last part. He's let it slide long enough, it's been a week now and he was distracted by work, the damn Black Hand gang, Blitz's night terrors...and something else just came up but he's gonna take care of that pink powerpuff.
"Oh don't be like that." She pouted as she walked up, she kneeled down leaning against his surprisingly warm body, she smiled sweetly as he always smelled like a warm fire in winter mixed with smoke, she frowned as she heard the Dog and the little puppy growling and the tapping of their paws on the floor, she glided her hand on his chest and rubbed it gently while she said, "Darling, we've gotta talk about the dogs."
Brick glared back at her, "What about them?"
She was taken back by this intense glare but she continued, "They really are troublesome. The big one-"
"My Sweet Lady" He interrupted her. Lady Empress laid on her plush bed and the little puppy jumped on her back, trying to bite her ear, "What did she do now?"
"Yes, she...peed on my clothes-"
"Peroxide and baking soda." He answered, looking back on his phone, he was really suppose to look at the Trading Applications files from work and something else really important, but he just couldn't put his phone down.
"Excuse me."
"After a couple of washes, it gets rid of the smell completely...that's what Beast says anyways."
She let out a sigh, "They're designer, brand new."
"Then buy more, you've got the Silver VIP card still right?" He put the phone in his pocket, he got up and walked right by her. She followed him in and into the living where some of his work was on the glass table.
She scoffed, not really able to believe what she was hearing, "Your dog is bad enough but now you have this puppy. The Puppy chewed on my New Louis Vuitton Exclusive bag."
"Did you leave it on the floor?" He asked as his fingers flipping through a couple of folders.
"What?"
"He's a teething puppy, only a dumbass would be stupid enough to leave anything on the floor, thats the only way he could've chewed through it." Brick smiled as the cute puppy was wagging its tail at him, yelp and ran back to Lady's Bed as if trying to hide from him, "Who can honestly be mad at such a little trouble maker."
She scoffed, still not believing this, "But that was an exclusive bag...the dogs shouldn't be in such a nice pl-."
"The dogs don't do nothing wrong, no one else complains about them but you. If you have a problem with them, you can f*ckin' leave. Honestly, wasting my time with this shit again, acting like its my problem. You act like this is your place, like you have anything to say. You're a guest...no more than that." Brick had this cold glare to his irritated mood. The woman backed off as she knew there was no use in saying more.
She frowned but then she playfully hung on his back and planted a kiss on his cheek, "Let's not argue, after all, I'm going to have to leave soon. I've been hired by Chanel DeLuv, the Chanel Deluv, the Countess of Fashion in Milan." The woman plop down on the sofa adjacent from him. Lady got up from her bed and sat at Brick's feet. The puppy rolled down when she got up, it yelp and followed her, lying on Brick's foot.
"That's nice." He said, he was reading a file, while patting and rubbing Lady's soft fur, "That's my Baby girl, you want a treat." He spoke to her gently, the woman frowned as he was nicer to a dog than her. He placed the file down, going to a plastic container with dog food, bones and treats, pulling out a chew bones.
The woman saw a picture of a girl among the papers. She looked at Brick who was lighting a cigarette.
"Who is this cutie?" She joked, trying to slowly move the papers to get a closer look but Brick came back and grabbed the file.
"What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you gonna go out and hang out with your friends or some worthless shit?"
"Oh Spitfire, don't be mean. I'm here for-"
"Not in the mood." He snapped, "I've got all this work I need ta do."
She pouted and leaned against his chest, "Don't be like that. I'll be leaving soon for my modeling gig in Milan. We should destress each other before we get too busy...have a nice dinner." Her arms made it to the back of his neck, twisting his hair around her finger, "Or maybe we could order some take out, watch a movie...and do it all night long."
Brick frowned, he pulled away and gave her a glare, but then went back to looking at his file, "You're getting too clingy, I don't have ta remind you the nature of our agreement. You get what you want and I get what I want...that's it. So quit annoying me, acting like we're together."
She pouted but she was use to this from him, it didn't keep her from trying. She puffed her chest with pride, If he was really annoyed with her, he would've tossed her out a long time ago like the other girls. She took comfort that she was his #1 girl, it would only be a matter of time before he fall for her and then she would be set for life.
He was sitting at the kitchen table, when she came up behind him, she wrapped her arm around his neck, "Why don't I buy you some coffee? At that Chang's Convenience store, black with milk? Or you're fave, Iced Royal Milk Tea."
"Uh huh." That was all he said.
She went down the elevator, frowning at this sudden lack of attention.
"He's can be fickle but he's always comes around especially with sex. He's never refused me completely...and for work too...He's never done that." Her fingers clenched tightly as she had this deadly dark glare, "I wonder if it has anything to do with that picture with that girl." She worked too hard, climbing to the top and keeping the attention of a fickle man. She looked at her reflection in the mirror of the elevator, being a Top notch Model should be enough to keep his attention...but it never was.
Brick, finally alone, pulled the picture back out. His black aura flared up like wild fire. It was a picture of an older woman with bright orange dye hair and he remembered that large bridge nose.
Mini flashback
"You're such a nasty little child. You should be honored that you're being treated so well." An older man in a pin strip suit was standing back while a lady with orange hair stood over Brick, "I have a Family tha's paying serious good money for you and here you are, being so ungrateful. A wealthy Family mind you, who wants a son."
"Let me out of here. I don't want a new f*ckin family. Where are my brothers? Where's Blitz?" He struggled against the rope, this was punishment for biting another thug's finger right off.
"Don't beat him to badly...they won't pay for damaged goods...like that no good blonde boy."
"Blonde boy? Boomer? What have you done to him?"
"You should be more worried about yourself." The man said as if on cue, the woman picked him off the ground and kneed him in the stomach and The older man continued to look. Brick was beaten, his lip was bleeding, she smirked as he seem to give up.
"That's enough...maybe now, he'll obey.
"Look at me...LOOK AT ME!" Brick snapped so loudly that it echoed in the dirty room with white tiles, his eyes glowed red, his tone changed. The woman and man looked down at him, her eyes widened as she felt something different about him. There was deep hatred in his eyes.
"I'll remember you...so you better remember me, 'cause I'll come for you I will pay you back in full for this."
His voice was nothing but a whisper, but the malice behind those words cause the woman's spine to shiver.
"The last peaceful thing you will hear will be your own screams. And as the world around you burns, and the people fall into darkness, what more can you do, but die, at my feet?"
The Woman with the orange hair clenched her teeth tightly to keep them from chattering. The look on his face was enough to tell her, that this wasn't an ordinary threat.
The man gulped but then cleared his throat, "I-I don't think he's had enough. Continue." The man left the room, hearing the punching and kicking sounds, hearing the groans. His hand shook as he tried to pull out a cigar from his case.
Brick got up, holding the file. He stormed down the stairs to the next floor below. He followed the sound of a classical music playing, he was about to knock on the door but it was ajar.
Butch was drawing a sleeping Summer, who was laying on his back. Summer jumped up after hearing foot steps.
Butch sighed, slightly annoyed, "Damnit, If I had known you were going to make so much noise and wake my subject, I would've never-"
He threw the file down on the couch, the picture of the woman with the tied orange hair fell out and landed, facing him.
Butch mocked a surprised look, "Ah I see you finally started doing your work. About time..." He said calmly, he placed his iPad down with an unfinished drawing of Summer, "Of course it had to be when I was trying to destress, and draw my Baby Boy." He got up from the floor and walked towards a decanter of Bourbon and poured him a large one, he held up a glass, "May I offer you a glass?"
Butch was call, not bothered by Brick's fury. He was one of the few people who didn't care how angry Brick was, or feared him for that fact.
"How long have you had this?" He snapped, grabbing the picture and holding it in front of his face.
Butch poured him a glass anyways, emotionless as ever, "I put that file in your pile of work about a week ago. I had a private detective follow someone and he got that snap shot by accident."
"A Week! I SHOULD'VE GOTTEN IT FIRST THING!"
"You were busy...and I got distracted. Then you would be going on a rampage, throwing cars...your usual shit." He spoke softly, handing him the drink. He sat down with this empty look and took a sip while Brick chugged his down, "Careful, its strong."
Brick started coughing and beating his chest, "How can you be so calm? I want that bitch...and that Pin Stripe Sonavbitch!"
"This is our first lead in Months, we must take it slowly."
"Slowly, f*ck slowly, after all they did to us...after who they gave us to. The hell we went through, they caused it...started all the suffering."
"That's why...we do this slowly and right. No mistakes." Butch pulled out a cigarette from his case, he grabbed a lighter and lit it. Brick saw his hand was shaking as he lit the cigarette. Butch was furious, but he was keeping his emotions in check as always, someone had to in the group of emotionally wreck Rowdy Ruff Boys.
"I want to rip their throats out."
Butch gave him a half smile, "Karma is the most patient gangster ever. Don't worry Big Bro, they will get to know first hand of the monsters they help create."
Brick still scoffed and growled, he was fuming. His body was radiating such intense hot that it made Summer yelp and Butch even broke a sweat.
"If you kill my dog, I will beat you to the point that your healing couldn't fix you, And then I'll tell Beast that you hurt my dog." Butch said, joyous that the threat worked and Brick sat on a couch, pouting.
"As our self proclaimed Leader and Eldest, I hope you come with a sensible plan on how to proceed. You're smart, you would be brilliant if you learned to control those emotions of yours a little bit better."
"Oh shut up, At least I can control my rage better than you. Damn F*ckin' robot, I've seen your temper tantrum level a city block. Keeping all those emotions in check ain't good either."
Butch shrugged his shoulders, he let his guard down, and his face broke that chilling facade and the exhaustion showed. He chugged down his drink and poured them both another, "It is tiring. Dealing with the same mindless dribble from time to time, day to day. Dealing with...all this burden, but its the price we paid. Sometimes I look back to...before this all happened when we were just kids on the street. You loving your sports and skateboard, Me, learning to play the piano from a instructor while keeping you guys from killing each other-"
"And throwing things at our heads when you were pissed."
"Yes and throwing things at your heads when I was pissed. Beast, always smiling and trying to keep us out of trouble. He still does that...sometimes. Blitz, the bravest of us all, more frank than you, remember when he told that Lady in the store that he hopes that he could grow a mustache like her."
Brick snickered, lighting up a cigarette, "Yes, we had to run for our lives, that broad could swing. He braved going into Fuzzy Lumpkins' land, he was such a fool."
"Then there's Boomer." Butch paused and both were silent for a second, until he finally continue, "All his science experiments. Remember when he broke your skateboard and you chased him all through the park."
"Yeah, couldn't find him for hours. If only we had known...his episodes...we thought he was wacky like that Purple Powerpuff what's her name...ya think if we-"
"Quiet, we didn't push him over the edge..they did, hurting Beast and his body covered in scars, they did..Blitz...Giant Blitz, they f*ucked him up real good, his foolhardy courage...gone."
"And You...And me?" Brick sighed looking downwards, "We're just as f*cked up."
"I guess so." Butch chugged down his drink.
Blitz was sitting on the side of a large pool at a gym. He was breathing heavily as he just finished a lap. Brick's pool wasn't big enough for him and doing laps helped calm him down and got him tired enough to sleep. That's all he wanted one...good night sleep this week. He could feel his mind slipping from the lack of sleep. He use to swim back in high school..so he could feel...clean
He looked down at the pool of clear water, the sounds of screams echoed into his mind, a hand clenched tightly around a man's neck.
Blitz rubbed the back of his neck, "One more lap should do it." Blitz jumped back into the water, he readied himself and on his own mark. His body stretched out and his arms and feet helped him glide above the surface, his muscles flex and bend as he swam across, holding his breathe the entire time. He got out of the swimming pool and got into the shower. He looked up at the nozzle and his mind went to a flashback.
Mini flashback
"Hurry up and get dressed boy, you're to 'entertain' Mrs. Ushido." A man announced with joy, smoking a cigar, "You're going to meet her at a Game House. Here's 10,000 dollars, I need you to win at least 100,000 or more." He took it upon himself to pick the right suit for him to wear. The man rejoiced that his 'investment' was paying off, Blitz was a pure gold mine. Not only was he smart to make stock market decision, but he was lucky with gambling and he was good looking that hardly any woman could resist him, making the 'side' business a success.
"I don't want to do this anymore." Blitz sat looking down at the floor.
The man turned around, grabbing the boy by his arm and his arm was twisted, despite the boy being twice the size of them man, he still crumpled to the ground in agonizing pain.
"Listen to me you Little Pissant, Ms. Ushido has already paid for you, so you're going to 'entertain' her and quit your whining. Any boy your age would be happy in your situation, living the high life, best school, best clothes, everything. If you want to continue this life, you bone that Lady's brains out and make her beg for more."
He couldn't seem to say anything back,he just nodded, obeying the command. The man let go, he saw the woman who was just outside of his room, looked sadly down at the floor and continued walking.
The Man nodded,"Good, good..this is for your future and your Little Cousin's as well. Remember, some of that money you earn goes to him. You're responsible for his living, don't want to let him down."
He just nodded again
End of mini flashback
Blitz found himself walking down the street, wearing a large white shirt, blue shorts and black flip flops with a small gym bag with his swimming trunks and a few things, he had to make one last stop before he went home. He walked through a short cut through the park.
Brianna and Jae Ru were doing the Spanish Dance from Swan Lake together. She was keeping up at great pace, her movements matched his perfectly. It almost seem like she was 11 years old, dancing in front of judges for the chance to be the Sugar Plum Fairy in the Nutcracker play. It was methodical and precise, Jae Ru could see her reflection and he felt a tinged of disappointment.
They both stopped at the same time with him holding her around the waist.
"That was very good." Jae ru congratulated her, "We shall end class with a stretching session, "Jae Ru counted while clapping, "Now Arabesque."
Brianna's body stretched outwards, her arms were out and one leg was out behind her. Brianna struggled as her standing leg was trying to hold her weight alone; but soon it was like it was imprinted in her body, it was as if it remembered what she was doing and she was steady like a pole.
"You can do it, one minute...hold it for one minute. Stretch, you are a swan, your body weighs nothing, focus." He instructed, amazed at her concentration and pose, "AND Flex to the floor."
Her body stretched downwards, she went down to the point that she touched the floor and her leg stretched outwards into the air. It was perfection itself and Jae Ru was beyond impressed.
"And Time!" He shouted as another minute passed. She did a slow front flip and landed on her feet. She popped her back and neck, She was sweating bullets, she was rusty at best, the stretching was the easiest part, she always kept up with her stretches.
"Now, for your end-of-the-class report. You know your dance moves but you dance like a robot and you clench your body tight. Loosen up, dance is all about expression and ballet ain't no different, you don't have to restraint to just that, mix it up a little just like you did before If you pardon me saying...four years ago, at your last performance was breath taking. It motivated me to give my all, that's what I want to see again."
"But it's not the way ballet works." Brianna said with a serious face, she clenched her lips tightly as she realized that's exactly what her father said before.
"Ballet is a dance and it's what you make of it."
That's just what Uncle Chopin use to say that too. How can I get back to that? I danced for that VR video game Bound, but no one was watching me or would recognize me. Why can't I dance like I use to...and In front of people too?
Brianna walked through the street lights and she was in a group text: Blossom was announcing that they had to meet at the Professor's tomorrow after school. She sighed as she took a short cut through the park, still walking underneath the lights when her phone rung. She thought for sure it was her Dad, which she thought her Maggie took care of , when she looked at her caller ID, she scoffed and growled.
"You've got some nerve." She answered the phone in a deadly hiss.
"Can't we talk about this?" The voice on the other end was a male's, it was Mitch Von Mitchellson of the great Mitchellson Family in Austria.
"What's there to talk about? You Pathetic Дурак (Fool)." Her eyes flashed gray as the adrenaline from her sudden rage was flowing through her body, she clenched her hand tightly and her aura was glowing brightly.
"I knew you would be upset, but there's no for such name calling, that isn't very ladylike-"
"Ladylike, well what you did isn't exactly gentlemanlike, spreading your dirty little rumors-"
"Listen."
Her voice boomed, "You dare interrupt me, If you are ever foolish enough to appear before me...my foot is going straight into your colon. До свидания Сволочь (Goodbye Bastard). "
She hung up on him before he could say anything else. She didn't even want him to think but she was getting agitated. The first guy she lets her guard down and he completely just...abused her trust.
She groaned loudly, embarrassed that she's once again letting her emotions get the better of her and that she was getting riled up by that stalking, obsessed bastard who only liked her because of her damn last name.
She walked past three guys sitting on a statue, seeing her walking by, the men started to holler like dogs.
The first one walked in front of her causing her to stop, "Hello Baby, Yo what's up with your fine ass?" He was looking down at her hips.
"Tch." She sucked her teeth, rolling her eyes, she tried to walk pass him but the first one stretched his arm out.
"C'mon Foxy, that ain't polite. How 'bout a name?"
"Not interested." She snapped, pushing his arm aside and continued to walk, when the second one stopped her, the third one was licking his lips looking at her.
"C'mon Baby, let's introduce ourselve-"
Brianna snapped in a clear demanding voice, "Perhaps you didn't hear me, Not interested. Now Move." Her eyes started to glow, her aura was glowing like wild fire.
"I think Baby Doll needs ta learn to be nicer when folks are givin' her a bit of attention." The first one said.
"We can teach that fine ass."The Third one finally said, rubbing his hands until he finally lunged at her. She side stepped and grabbed his hand, cracking his pinky finger to the side. The third one screamed as it was bent in an unnatural way, he was rolling on the ground, crying in agony.
"Stop your pathetic whining." She snapped, her foot was on his chest, standing over him. She stomped on his stomach, knocking the air out of him and causing him to curl into a fetal position, coughing.
"You Dumb Bitch." The second one pulled out a knife and pointed at her, "You betcha listen now."
"Am I suppose to be scared? Put that down You Foolish Little Boy." She demanded, not fazed at all, she threw her bag to the side and was holding her phone, "I've faced tougher Girls than you."
"I'm gonna slash that pretty face of yours-"
She ducked his swipe and hit him in the corner of his eyes with her phone. He crumpled and she grabbed him by the hair, shoving it down to the ground and rubbing his face into the concrete.
"You Worthless Shit Stain, "Her Russian accent came out, "If you are going to attack, don't waste time talking about it, just do it." She kicked the knife away and let his face go, watching him crumple and whimpering at his red face.
The first guy was terrified shitless, as this girl didn't seem to have no pupils as she was walking over towards him. In a flash, she grabbed him by the face and smacked him square in the face three times, his nose started bleeding.
"When a Lady says she's not interested, you should back off. Do you understand me?" She commanded, she smacked him after not getting a response, "I don't hear you."
"Y-Y-Yes..."He cried.
"Yes Ma'am." She snapped.
"Yes Ma'am." He cried loudly.
"Good you learn fast. A little manners go a long way." She let him go, she walked over to grab her bag. The first guy looked over, seeing the knife inches away from him. He grabbed it just as she reached down to grab her bag.
"YOU BITCH!" He yelled, lunging at her. The knife's tip broke against a large hand.
A Pair of milky grey eyes looked over at the man, "That isn't very nice."
The First man was taken back, falling on the ground as he saw that the knife broke against this giant man but was more terrifying was Brianna's reaction.
"You Mu-dak." Brianna's fist was clenched tightly with three tick marks on it, the first man tried to run but she threw her bag at him, "I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD LEAVE!"
He hit the ground, busting his nose again and he was slammed on the ground by a foot on his back, "You worthless pathetic Mu-Dak, clearly you've haven't learned your lesson."
"Whoa, might wanna be careful, unleashing too much at once can have some bad side effects." A very familiar voice warned. Her eyes stopped glowing and her body felt this crippling exhaustion, she removed her foot, and she leaned against the rail of the Park's Fountain. The first guy pushed her back and rushed off, grabbing the other two.
A Pair of dark eyes glared as the man ran off.
"Whoa...ahhhh!" She screamed as she fell back into the water of the fountain.
"Are you ok?" The worried figure said.
She coughed out some water, she groaned in despair as she was soaking wet. A large shadow stood over her, glowing white eyes and this menacing black aura. The figure leaned over and offered its hand, but she brushed it aside and stood up. She checked on her phone, happy that it was waterproof.
"Act Natural." She said to herself, as she knew very well the figure standing before her. Blitzkrieg or Blitz for short, her archenemy, she cursed herself as her belt was in her bag, not like it would do much good anyways, he was far too strong and she...was really tired...it happened before but this was different, like any energy she had left was gone.
"I'm fine, thank you. I need to go." She said seriously, still watching him closely. She stumbled out of the fountain.
He had this strange look in his eyes, "But you're wet. You probably should dry off?" It was like he was asking himself a question.
"I have a tow-" She tried to snap at him but suddenly a large towel was threw over her head, "Hey!" She was struggling to get the ex large chloride smelling towel off of her when she was suddenly picked up and draped over his shoulder.
"Sorry this was all I could think of. I'm such a block head." He rubbed the back of his head with a friendly smile but there was a strange glint in his eyes.
"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" She screamed and starting wiggling wildly, "PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
Back to Brick and Butch
"That bitch Linda seriously wanted you to get rid of your Lady?" Butch asked, taking a puff,"Typical, I figured she would say something like that soon. Sofie wouldn't dare ask me to get rid of my Wonderful Summer, you're letting her get too much liberties."
"I shut it down real quick. Told her that she's nothing but a bed mate, " Brick took an angry huff, "How are you with that bitch Sofie?" Brick asked.
"She bores me all the time with her shallow ways, but she's the only one who's gotten me close to...ya know."
"I know right, that's the only reason Linda is still around. The others just spasm out, it annoys the shit out of me. I normally got to finish by myself." Brick sighed, "I want to tell the others soon...when we get a lead. I can't let Blitz do it...or maybe Beast, if he would finish his little 'animal hunt'."
"Don't bother him tonight anyways, he's swimming. I told him it might be a good idea so he can sleep again. He's been getting..." Butch had a shock look on his face, "Wait, how long has he been up?"
"Oh shit...I think seven days...God damnit."
"We've got to get him to sleep before he goes completely crazy...crazier. Maybe some of my Irish Whiskey would do the trick, if Boomer didn't drink that," Butch sighed, but then he looked at Brick, "I did hear something from Blitz...you had a red head with you when you killed that bastard, how curious."
"Damn it Blitz." Brick mumbled.
"I wonder, who she is? You even took her out to eat, you barely do that for Linda...who could it be I wonder?" Butch gave him a mock curious look, "I hope you're not keeping something from your dear family."
"Shut the f*ck up, what I do in my spare time is None of your business." He snapped, Butch was calm as always but there was a twitch in his eyebrows.
"Not unless it involves a certain group of girls we've been looking for." Butch hinted, like a true blood hound. He was watching Brick's reactions closely. Butch wasn't as good as Beast, but no one was easier to read than Brick. He was too honest, too wild and passionate, he wasn't a guy of words but of actions. Butch was the total opposite, he was calm, cool, though he had a fiery temper that rival Brick's, he learned how to channel it in creative ways with his lies and manipulations, unless he was really pushed.
Brick crossed his arms, not saying a word.
"Quiet eh? Are you holding-" Butch's phone vibrated, he looked at it and rolled his eyes with an irritated look, he took a deep inhale of his cigarette, "That son of a bitch."
"Who?" Brick was happy that he was distracted. He thought they would have to fist fight or something.
"Kei."
Even Brick groaned in annoyance, "That Pissant, he's still alive. I need to go and finish my work anyways."
Butch answered his phone, "Do you realize how late it is? That doesn't seem like my problem, now does it? You are given a pretty good allowance, I think I've been more than generous." Butch petted Summer and pulled out a file that his private Detective handed him, about a boy in a medically induced coma, A Former Beauty Queen, A College Student and a Famous Masked Wrestler.
"I really really don't care. Your parents made me executor of the will as I've explain countless times. Working can get you money too. You're boring me with your constant whining. The North Korea branch is a good way to start so I suggest you work and earn your money." He hung up the phone, looking at the boy who was in a coma, he looked at the date, the time and even what school.
"Interesting as always, Tiger. You never seem to dull the moment. Was this why you were so off your game at our last fight?" He finished his drink in one last chug.
Brianna was finally placed down and able to get out of the towel. She smelled something good but she was more worried/enraged about who was in front of her. Blitzkrieg, the muscle bound giant of the RowdyRuff Boys, he was more of a match for her last time they fought, she could barely hold him back and the scary part, he was going easy on her.
"Svo-lach'!" She snapped in Russian, trying to kick him. She had to get away somehow, but she leaned on the table, the cruel reminder that how exhausted she was.
He sighed lovingly, grabbing that leg, "I knew it was you when I saw you. My heart was beating like crazy when I was watching you punishing those guys. Kinda wish I was gettin' that attention from you...Then I'm like...that can't be...ya know, who else makes my heart hammer like a 1000 wild horse hooves. Then I'm like...it's my Princess. It's gotta be."
Brianna calmed herself, she sat straight up, "I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you? I really should be going."
"Nice try my angel, but you're glowing." He smiled, blushing, "I recognize that White Z aura anyway. It was as bright as the sun, gum drop, but it makes my heart flutter that you want to try and deceive me, I am a dummy; but Oh how I've missed you these five months. It's been torture without you." He suddenly hugged her and despite her angered resistance, he wouldn't let go.
"I told you, I don't know what you're talking about, release me this instance." She ordered him, he obeyed, looking at her with those sickening puppy dog eyes.
"Just like that day in the park and these legs. I remember this leg all too well when you made me put your shoe back on" He sighed, rubbing her drenched leg, placing his head on it, then he looked up, shocked, " Damn, I forgot, you're soaked still. You should wrap up in my towel. Can't have my master catching a cold, what kind of servant would I be?" He wrapped her up, giving her a huge smile while she gave him a big frown. She unfortunately remembered that day, but she was hoping he didn't remember.
"BLITZKREIG?" A voice boomed, a small pudgy man came from behind a curtain, he smiled widely as his guess was correct, "BLITZKREIG!"
"TATSUMI!" Blitz shouted with the same enthusiasm, walking towards the bar.
She finally took a look around the place, she was sitting in front of a small table of a small size ramen shop, with a bar and stools, made completely of wood.
She was about to try and sneak away, when she noticed that her pocket felt strangely lighter. She patted her hip, her cellphone was gone, she looked underneath the table onto the floor. It was in her pocket...Blitz's loud humming got her attention and she looked up at him, seeing a smart phone with a seahorse pattern on the back of the case.
She gasped, trying to figure out when he could've...
"When he hugged me." She grumbled.
"The usual?" The pudgy man named Tatsumi asked.
"The Usual times 2." He winked as he pointed backwards.
Tatsumi gasped and winked back, he rushed into the kitchen. A serving girl came out, blushing as she saw Blitz. She came over, still in a daze as she was bringing the complimentary hot tea. The way she placed the cup, close to the edge, it nearly fell over on Brianna's lap but in a blink of an eye, Blitz grabbed it and placed it down on the table.
He shot this girl a deadly frightening look, "You should be more careful."
The girl gulped and bowed, Brianna was taken back by this hostile flash of emotion, but then he was back to smiling and leaning on his arm looking at her with a loving look.
"Enough of your games, give me my phone back." She demanded.
"Sorry My Love Dove, but I can't obey you this time. So what's your name or is it still My Princess Brianna?"
She grumbled, not replying.
"Oh well, I guess I can look through your phone. It's unlocked." He waved it in her face. She gasped, trying to reach for it.
"How did you-"
"Oh by accident or maybe it was on purpose, who's to say?" He joked, holding his arm out of reach, but he looked at the screen, "Interesting...how cute, your home screen is with all your friends. That Blonde hair, Ginger hair, of course I know that messy black hair anywhere and that wild smile-"
She snatched it back just in time, "How dare you?"
"Don't be mad at me, Angel fish. I was only joking. You are seriously too adorable." He smiled beamed at her.
"You have no manners."
"You want to teach me a lesson." He gave her a lovesick look, "I would let you do anything to me, I can handle it."
She cringed, when two large noodle bowls was brought to their table along with some chopsticks.
"Two Black Bean Sauce Noodle specials for my favorite Customer and his Lady Love." Tatsumi's loud laugh roared at Brianna's protested look, and the food smelled so good.
He knows who I am, denying it would be a waste of time.
"What are you doing?" Brianna asked, looking as Blitz was already eating, slurping up his noodles.
"Eating...c'mon eat. These are the best black bean sauce noodles in the city."
"No you simpleton, what do you want? What are you planning? If you're planning to use me as bait for the others, then it won't work."
Blitz had this vacant stare for a few minutes but then he just laughed, "I never even thought that far, yeah right. So you're not denying it anymore."
"There's no point wasting time with such nonsense. You probably have something else on me or will soon enough. Plus you saw my aura and yes My name is Brianna."
Blitz didn't seem surprise but he gave her a mocked surprise look anyways, "Of course I would've figured it out sooner or later. Not too many 24 Hour gyms around here. Plus during our few recent battles, you dodged my attacks with such flexibility and grace, it made me wonder if you were a dancer or gymnast. Of course your upper body isn't as strong as your lower body. So yes, if you had escaped, all I had to do is check the surrounding area for such activity that involves your lovely skill set and hot bod." Blitz explained, shocking her, but then his serious look disappeared behind his smile, "Just a lucky guess, I'm not really that smart."
She glared at him, but then she cleared her throat, "Good guess...dancing and from your Chlorine smelly towel, you were swimming, right?"
"Of course, Late night swim, Black Bean Sauce Noodles and a little reading, nothing like it." He grinned.
"What are your terms?"
"Terms?"
"What do I have ta tolerate from you so you don't involve the others?" She finally slurped her noodles, her face suddenly glowed and her eyes sparkled, she had this light smile but then she cleared her throat and was back to a serious look.
"You have the cutest smile, my Sweet Princess" He smirked, sighing lovingly.
"Don't disgust me. The food is good and I don't wish to throw it back up. Now discuss your terms."
