"Aah! Fuck! You bastard!"
Legs hit hard in mid hair. Bodies flew back, both landing on solid feet only to take off towards each other again. Punches flew and connected with abdomens repeatedly. Neither fighter seemed to be letting up. They were relentless and eager to win. The two seemed to fly around the room the way they flipped agiley and sprinted quickly. A third party was standing by the door of the training area with an amused look on his face.
Yang looked to his left when he heard the door creak open. "Nicolas," he greeted the shorter male with a smile and a nod and looked back at the fight in front of him. Nic returned the nod and stood on the other side of the door with one hand resting on the hilt of his Katana. His eyes lazily followed the two figures around the room.
"They've been doing this for 15 minutes. Won't give up," Yang explained looking at Nic who simply read his lips and moved on. He just continued to watch the fight.
One fighter hit the floor- hard. They sat there for a moment, not seeming to move at all except for the rapid rise and fall of their chest with each breath they took. The second fighter walked over and stepped on the other chest as if to claim victory. "Haa! Told you I could beat your ass," the girl laughed in satisfaction before finally helping up her victim. Delico dusted off his suit and bowed his head slightly to Amelia as he admited defeat. That only made her grin wider.
"Nic! Did you see that?" Amelia waved her hand excitedly to get the tag's attention before jogging over to the two observers. "Come on, Yang. Pay up," the girl grinned, holding her hand out expectantly. Yang sighed and pulled out a 20 dollar bill, placing it in her palm. "I told you last year was a fluke," she smirked at Delico.
The usually stoic male just nodded, giving in to Amelia's antics. The two were always competing although Amelia was really the one who started it all the time. Delico would be lying though if he said he didn't get joy over winning every once in a while.
Amelia was glowing but maybe that was just the sweat. She always pulled her long curls into a ponytail when she fought and they seemed to bounce around her shoulders which were now bare from her jacket. Said jacket had been discarded on the side of the training room. It would have been too constricting to fight in and she didnt want to rip such a good jacket.
"Nic, are we leaving already? You guys finished talking to Danny?" She asked, signing along just incase her lips were hard to read. She was still panting slightly and knew it could make reading her lips difficult even when Nic was so good at it.
Nicolas simply nodded and opened the door for the girl. She smiled and grabbed her jacket, pulling it on so she could leave with the handymen. "It was nice to see you guys again. I'm sure I'll be back around soon," she smiled to Yang and Delico. They were practically like brothers to her so it was always refreshing to see them. She worried- what with everything that went on in Ergastulum. She had a right to worry.
Nic was already out the door by this point and walking carelessly. He knew Amelia would follow and catch up quickly. He was kind of in a bad mood anyway. The news Danny had for them wasn't exactly good and it hung over the deaf tags' head. This was going to be fun.
When the trio returned home, Amelia insisted on making something for them to eat. After some bickering with Worrick, she finally got her way and made her way down to the kitchen. Learning there were no more jobs for them to do today, Nic signed to Worrick saying he was going to work out before disappearing downstairs.
Amelia looked over her shoulder when she heard footsteps. She smiled at Nic before continuing to dig through the fridge. "At least they cleaned up some... and they have some decent ingredients. Haa, I bet that Alex girl is who did this," she laughed to herself quietly. They always were idiots.
Amelia worked steadily, preparing some food for all four of them to enjoy. As she cooked, she stole a few glances towards Nic who was working out. He was doing sit-ups, eyes closed and just focused on becoming better and stronger.
After a while, Amelia was dishing out food on four plates and setting them up on the table rarely used by the handymen. She found Worrick and Alex and told them that food was ready to be eaten. Then she got Nic, standing over him as he was doing sit-ups.
"Food," she smiled and signed to him. He nodded and continued to finish his rep before getting up and joining everyone to eat. He knew better then to ignore Amelia's request for a sit down dinner.
"Did you settle things with Delico, Amy?" Worrick smirked as he put a forkful of food in his mouth.
"Yea, I told you I could beat his ass. He admited defeat. I am victorious," she grinned proudly. She ate her food happily, glad she got that business done and over with.
Worrick chuckled. "Of course," he gave his signature sly smile. "You didn't beat him up as bad as that one time, did you? You know, around Christmas? You definitely gave Monroe a hard time then. Delico was in rough shape," the blond laughed at the memory.
Amelia instantly knew what he was talking about and giggled. "Ok but you can't deny he deserved it. It's not my fault he was too weak to handle it," she rolled her eyes and giggled softly. Even Nic had a slight smirk tugging at his lips from the memory.
Alex sat quietly, eating contently. She felt awkward. Out of place. She really felt like she was intruding on their friendship. Nic seemed so comfortable around this girl. He barely ever stayed in the same room as Alex let alone the way he acts with Amelia.
She shook the feeling off and continued eating. "You're really a good cook, Amelia," Alex complimented with a polite smile.
"Hm? Oh, thank you, Alex," Amelia smiled thankfully. "I'm not that great. I mean, I'm better than these two bafoons but not by much," she explained softly.
"Amy, if you really dont want to sleep with me-"
"I don't," Amelia interrupted Worrick with a glare.
"You can crash on the other couch. Alex usually sleeps on one but you can sleep on the other," Worrick continued, giving a cute pout of disappointment.
"Ok, that sounds fine," Amelia smiled. She was used to sleeping on the couch anyway. "Nic, you should really get a bed. I still cant believe that chair is comfortable," she said turning to the deaf boy.
The tag just waved his hand dismissively before standing up. He was done eating so he made his way downstairs and put the dishes in the sink. He then disappeared into the bathroom without a word.
"You guys should get him a bed. I don't get how he sleeps on that thing," Amelia rolled her eyes as she turned back to Worrick. Everyone finished eating and Amelia gathered the dishes. "Here, I'll take these down. I'm glad we could do this again, Worrick," she smiled warmly. "Oh, and I'm glad we met today, Alex," the blonde added before heading down the stairs to do the dishes.
"The handymen. Call Worrick and Nicolas. We need their help," Monroe told one of his suboardinants. The gang leader sat behind a stack of boxes, a gun gripped in his hand. Delico stood at the mouth of the alley way, shooting out. People were spread about,in windows and on rooftops as they shot at the enemy.
"A-ah, handymen? I need to talk to Worrick," a male stuttered into the phone.
"He~llo. Benriya at your service," Worrick sang into the phone as Alex handed it to him. His face became serious as the person on the other end of the phone spoke hurriedly. "I see. Ok, we'll be over as soon as possible," he nodded and hung up.
"Another job?" Alex asked timidly earning a nod as Worrick turned to grab his jacket from his rack of clothes.
"Amy! Get Nic. We got a job," Worrick called out. It had been a week since Amy had come back to Ergastulum. They were in a steady rhythm and used to living together again. It was like the old days.
Amelia looked up when she heard her name from the basement. She trotted over to the chair where Nic was laying, his eyes closed. It was hard to tell if he was really sleeping or not. She smiled softly. 'At least he looks peaceful,' she thought to herself. "Nic," she muttered, poking him. His eyes opened easily, staring up at the girl above him.
She looked really pretty from this angle. Her hair fell over her shoulders in soft curls. Her brown eyes stared softly down at Nic. It reminded him of...
"Nic? We have a job. Pay attention when I talk to you," the blonde sighed, hands on her hips. He blinked realizing she had been saying something.
Nicolas sat up as Amelia stepped back, cracking his neck before standing. He grabbed his sword from beside the chair before taking off upstairs.
Amelia sighed and shook her head. "He always just takes off without me. Stupid idiot," she rolled her eyes, following after the tag. Upstairs Worrick was telling Alex to stay and answer the phone in case anything happens while they were gone. And with that the three left.
"He~llo, Mr. Monroe," Worrick cooed as he came up behind the older male. Gunshots were heard all around, yelling and screaming echoing out of allyways.
"Worrick. Where's Nic and Amelia? They're the one's that we really need right now," Monroe said exasperatedly.
"They're around. Don't you worry," the blond smirked as he looked up.
"Yahoo~!"
Two figures flipped over the allyway from one rooftop to the next. Blonde locks reflected the sunlight as a womanly figure flipped in the sky.
Amelia looked over at Nic as they were upside down in the sky. She smirked widely. "Lets have some fun!" She giggled. The two landed and took off again. Nic had that crooked grin he always wore when he really got into the fight. Amelia loved that. She loved how happy he looked when he was fighting even if sometimes he didn't know when to stop.
Nic suddenly took off in another direction. Amelia figured he had noticed something she hadn't so she took off after him. She knew Nicolas could take care of himself but she never liked splitting up in these situations. She followed behind Nic, watching the chaos in the streets below. Bullets were flying, bodies littered the ground. Thats when she noticed what Nic was going towards. The girl jumped down from the building into the street. Nic was standing in front of her and another person was in front of him- a woman. They were both holding up their tags.
Nic's tags clearly showed an A/0.
The unknown tag showed an A/5.
"Hm, slight difference. But you know, I'm sure I can take you still. You better make sure your little girlfriend stays on the sidelines. You wouldn't want me slashing her pretty little throat, would you?" the female tag sneered. She was also weilding a sword although it curved more than Nic's Katana and was slightly shorter.q
The two tag's stared at each other, obviously waiting for the other to make a move. Tension was high. Even if Nic's tags said he was an A/0, he was still a faker. Unless he overdosed again, this woman might end up giving him trouble. It worried Amelia... but on the other hand, she was here to have fun and get the job done and thats what she planned to do.
"That's sweet of you, really."
The female tagged whipped around as a voice sounded from behind her. "But you-"
"I mean, I love when Nic gets protective and all, but don't think I can't handle myself," Amelia smirked from her new position behind the female tag. She had her hands on her hips as she flipped her ponytail behind her shoulder and rolled her eyes. She grinned wide as she saw the emotions flashing through the female tag. Surprise. Confusion. Fear. And finally...
Pain.
Amelia kicked the female tag hard in the ribs, making her go flying back into a wall. The wall caved slightly as the tag hit it. The woman coughed up blood as she held her abdomen where Amelia's foot had made contact. She looked up at the duo in disgust and confusion.
"What the hell? You're a tag, too?" The female tag spat as she struggled to get up but it was too late. Nic lunged forward with that grin of his and plunged his katana into her. Blood shot out of her mouth again as she cringed, her face distorting in pain. She couldn't move. All she could do was lay there in pain and wait for death to wash over her. As her vision began to blur and go dark, she saw Amelia walk up beside Nicolas and look down at her with gentle eyes.
"Call me whatever you want, darling," Amelia smiled a sad smile as the female tag closed her eyes for the last time and her body went limp.
Hey so I think I did a little better with this one. Its longer at least. I've never really written fight scenes or anything so it's not my strong suit. My apologies if it's not that great. I hope you all like this so far. I knew the first bit was a little boring and what not. My main focus for this is going to be romance but I'm trying to make it more interesting by incorporating the fighting and what not.
So this isn't following the anime or manga but it is in like that same time frame. It's not really before or after the anime/manga. It's really just like that didnt necessarily happen. But I will be incorporating most of the characters like Doug and Galahad and Marco and all them.
So please follow or favourite so you can keep up with the story. I would love to hear your guys' oppinions and stuff too so please oh please review. I love seeing what people think. Good or bad just try not to be rude. If you dont like it explain why so I can imporve - I'll try to get a third chapter up soon. Thanks for reading.
February 7, 2016
