"Hah! That all you got, kid?" Touka teased, grinning.

"Shaddup… Ya' just got a lucky punch in," Kakuma sat up, wincing. As if the kid's gi wasn't tattered enough, now his body had several scratch marks and bruises to match.

"More like twenty lucky punches." Touka taunted. "You wanna' get your ass kicked again?"

"Tch,"

For all of Touka's boasting to the kid it was a rough fight at first. A pure fist fight she could handle, but grappling was beyond her outside of basic tackles and chokeholds. The kid knew his fair share of holds and throws, and his techniques were surprisingly honed despite his age. Guess that Sachi guy really teaches them well. It was only thanks to Touka's speed and experience that could dart around Kakuma and just get simple punches and kicks in while dodging his attempted to grab her. Fighting him second time was a lot easier now that she knew the biggest threat was getting thrown around and locked into a hold. She was still pretty drained from the fight, but it was nice to get some payback in after the brat nearly took her arm off in their last fight. And she was going to rub every last bit of it in, little kid or not.

"Wow, the Avenger kind of acts like Big Bro Ayato, doesn't she?" One of the kids said.

Touka froze in place. "Uh… What?"

"Oh, she does kind of act like him!" Another kid said.

"She kind of looks like him to," Another added.

"Hey, wait a second, I-" The hell? These kids actually knew about Ayato? And from how they were talking it seemed he had something of a good reputation with them too. How did that jackass have good relationship with anyone, let alone kids? Did he bribe them? Threaten them? Toss them meat he didn't care to eat at some point? What the hell?

"Hey, let's call her Ayako!" One said.

Touka's face went bright red at that. "Don't you dare call me-"

"Ayako! Big Sis Ayako!"

"Bis Sis!"

"You moved super-fast, Big Sis! Teach us how to do that!"

"Let me spar with you next Big Sis!"

In an instant, several little kids were surrounding her, nearly pushing her down with their combined weight. Touka groaned, shaking her head as she pushed past them. These brats… "Yeah, maybe next time." She said, making her way to the entrance, putting her shoes back on. "I'll be back this weekend after I've healed up a bit. Tell you master I'll see him later."

"'Kaaay!" They all said.

"See ya' Big Sis!"

"Teach some cool moves next time!"

"Yeah, yeah… no promises." Touka tapped the shoe against the floor, then turned to Kakuma. "Hey kid."

"What?" He said, glaring.

She looked back at him, her eyes blank as she pointed his way. "You suck."

Kakuma's face turned bright red, stammering for a moment. "B-Bite me! I'll train super hard and kick your butt next time!"

Touka smirked. "Aww, did I hurt your widdle feewings? Gonna' cry?"

"Shuddap Ayako,"

"Make me, runt."

The two glared, stuck their tongues out at each other, then Touka left the dojo, heading back home. I haven't seen Ayato yet… Save for that bandage brat Eto mentioning him, she hadn't heard much on him. Maybe he wasn't in the 11th Ward anymore. Wasn't he some bigshot in the group? If so he was definitely another target in the organization to take down. The Doves had been quietly investigating so far. She crippled those three newbies anyway, so it might slow things down. Maybe I should look for the punk… She still wanted to pay him back for the beating he gave her after all. The memory of him tearing apart her wings sending a surge of rage through her. No, I'm definitely looking for him.

After a few more days to heal up she finally went out on the hunt, mask and cloak in hand. And to her surprise it was a rather quiet night for the 11th Ward. Not too many Doves running around, probably still on the defensive after Touka knocked around those three girls. And the usually places Aogiri punks hung around had few people there. She was able to get them to cough up that Ayato's last location was some warehouse near the edge of the 1th ward, so Touka went there next.

The place itself was a standard rundown warehouse, nothing really special about it save for the ghouls loitering around the place. Touka decided to stay hidden while she scoped the place out. There were a handful of punks around the entrance, some guys bringing in body bags from the back, but nothing else worth noting. Guess I can just walk on in then. There was no point in stealth anymore, she wanted to send a message, and she wanted it to be loud.

So, she came out of hiding and walked right to the front entrance, getting surprised stares from the hooded ghouls there. Some looked shocked, others confused.

"Who's this?" One of them asked.

"I'm here for Ayato," Touka said.

The group went silent, looking at each other. "What for?" Another, a girl asked.

She looked her way. "To kick his ass," She said, cracking her neck. "But I can start with you punks first."

The group looked at each other, paused, and then laughed, now starting to surround her. About eight in total, all low-ranking punks in cloaks and hoodies. More than likely just fodder loitering around the door. "Get lost, kid. We ain't got time for you." One said.

"Yeah, beat it before we beat you black and blue and eat you."

"Heh," Touka smirked, placing a hand on her hip. It wasn't the same as beating Ayato, but roughing up his goons would be fun in its own way. "Alright, go ahead and try." She said, beckoning them. "I'll make it quick for you."

One punk rushed her, but was quickly taken down with an instant kick to the head. He laid there, knocked out and drooling while the rest stood back in shock. It was clear they weren't trained fighters like her or her brother. They were probably just punks that Ayato let kick around the front door. He had a habit of ignoring what small fry did around him, annoyingly. "Man, what's my bro doing letting weaklings like you join him."

"Wait, bro?" A girl asked, but she didn't get an answer, only a deep cut with Touka's nails that sprayed blood along the warehouse's wall. She licked the blood from her hand, grimacing. "Seriously…" She muttered. "Ghouls taste awful. Why do so many punks make threats like that?"

"This chick's nuts!" One of the punks said, quickly falling to a roundhouse kick from Touka. Another started running, but was shot in the back by shards, falling before they got far. The rest were easy picking after that, going down with a few good punches and scratches until there was one left, a girl in a black hood sitting on her butt and sniveling.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" She said, raising her hands in surrender. "I'll do anything you say!"

"Kill you?" Touka repeated, stomping down on her chest to pin her to the ground. "I need you all alive, dumbass. You have to deliver a message to him."

"O-Okay?" She said. "W-What is it?"

Touka smiled coldly behind her mask, kneeling down to the girl's face. "Tell Ayato…" She lifted her foot, slamming her heel down hard on the girl's mouth, knocking a few teeth out and splattering blood along the ground. "Tell that piece of shit to not let spineless punks like you near the damn door I wanna' actually warmup next time!" With that, shoved the girl aside walked right through the door and headed inside the warehouse