Thank you so much everyone for all the review I have received! They keep me motivated! Keep them coming!

Also It seems a popular opinion for Kitty to be with both Kray's and I think I like that idea but I'm still open to any more votes though.

This may be the last big chapter for a while as I have a big essay due but I couldn't resist writing this because of all your amazing reviews!

Kitty felt hurt and betrayed. Not only did Granny dismiss the behaviour towards her Dita agreed, she should put up and put out for the Kray's. But luckily the whole situation had been carefully avoided, much to the relieve of the dancer, she didn't want to think or even see the Kray's ever again but promptly at 2pm a polished black car pulled up outside the house and Krays elder brother Charlie and Jack, their man henchman all but stormed the house in order to deliver the girls to club in time for practice.

Dita easily went along with the men, winking suggestively when her eyes first met the shiny metal that looked out of place against the grey dreariness of the street. Dita had always been a sucker of nice things, it was the best or nothing, she wore the glitzy jewellery and the perfectly cut clothes she wanted the best and she always got it no matter who paid for it. Kitty like nice things, but she wouldn't go to the length her best friend would go, she would take a nice dress from a man, she would pay for it with a flirty remark or a sweet smile but the minute he demanded something for it or pushed his luck she was out.

'I don't know why your bitching on about the Kray's…they are definitely worth it' Dita purred as she stroked the soft leather of the car.

Glancing in the direction of the front, the front of the car she could see the black visor was down parting them off from the two men.

'Dita shut up!'

'What! Are you still on about being a whore? Kitty I love you like a sister but you're a stupid bitch! You would have it made…..a whore is someone who just fuck men! As many men as they can get their hands on! You are being smart! And you'd only be putting out for the Kray's…'

'Yeah Kray's! Two of them!'

'Sooooooo they are basically the same person! You got Reggie the swarve charmer! And Ronnie! I bet he would give you a good fuck!

'Dita!'

'What?...I bet they would be attentive lovers…..I would'

Kitty stared mouth wide at the woman she called sister, before leaning back in the chair in shock praying that the seat would open up and swallow her as the foreign beauty's laughed rang through the air.

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Music pumped through the barren club as the dancer pranced around the stage, all of them where used to the brutal pain their body's endured at their maddening performances, it barely affected them, they had become so resistant to it that blood could poor out their shoes before they would even notice. For their new routine Kitty was thankfully paired with Dita, Joyce, Lois and Shirley, if she had been partnered with anyone else she might have cried, all the other regular dancers where in Maggie's little group and she honestly couldn't be bothered with them. It was a basic routine nothing amazing but it was more provocative then their regular numbers together and the music was new and fresh so it was easy to get lost in it, which Kitty was thankfully for, but as soon as the break was called she was hurtled into reality by the sight of a familiar figure.

Ronnie Kray sat in the corner, lazily puffing at his cigar as he watched her. He made no attempt to mask what he was looking at, it was her, behind her he could her the hush whisper of the dancers and singers. One voice in particular cut through her like a rusty blade.

'….does she think she has beaten me with her trashy looks? She is such a slut…bet that's the only reason….' the shrilled whine of Maggie wafted above the other whispers.

Rolling her eyes she climbed down the stairs to one of the front tables that the group had overtaken with their bags and things. From the table she pulled up a glass of water and took three greedy gulps before emptying the glass.

'Honestly Kitty don't let them get to you.' Shirley's cockney accent cut through the air.

Lois nodded her country voice added into the conversation 'They are just being bitch because they cant be you doll! You got that solo dance coming up and you can stun them into submission! Such a lucky Ducky' she exclaimed lighten her cigarette.

She didn't know why but she felt herself being lifted from her low mood, she was surround by the people that loved her and it really didn't matter about those moaning bitches or the Kray's she had her friends nothing else mattered. She found herself laughing for no real reason. Joyce raised her eyebrow as she watched the giggle dancer's body shake slightly with laugher, glacing at the other girls who shrugged as they relaxed into their chairs.

'Honey I think you need to cool down, I think you're over heating' Joyce teased haughtily.

Smiling gently, she made her way through the club to the back, past the changing room there was a small water clorset and bathroom stall. Pulling a towel from the cupboard she dampened it in the grimy basin before running it over her sweaty neck, the coldness of the cloth made her shiver at the sudden coldness attack her heated skin. Sighing she bent fully forward running the towels over her legs, moaning deeply, enjoying the sensation against her skin. For a moment she let her eyes flutter close, she was exhausted, her sleep had been brief and sparingly scattered across the night, she would get some coffee before tonight's performance, that or a nap somewhere quit and Kray free.

The raven haired dancer tensed up as she felt someone press against her, immediately she bolted up right, and span around her back against the wall, cranking her neck she saw the intimidating figure of Ronnie Kray. His was wearing his typical sharp suit and hair greased back in its usually style but his face was missing his usual blank expression, he looked somewhat guilty mixed with anxiety.

Wide eye Kitty continued to look up waiting for something, anything to happen. She knew Ronnie was the more violent of the brothers and her exposure to him had been limited and for that she was glad, she was very scared of what he would be like toward her. For the most part she though he was gay but she had seen the stares the way his eye followed her, he was interested in her but for what reason she wasn't sure, she only hoped that it wasn't violence that he had on his mind.

'ummm hi Ronnie, everything okay?' she asked wearily.

He open his mouth a few times before he spoke, 'You looked great on the stage…..do I scare you?' he slurred slightly as he looked down at her.

She wasn't sure what to say to him, she really didn't want to upset him or what he was doing but she just wanted to get back to the stage do her thing and go home, she wasn't half ways through her day yet and she already want the day to end.

'Thanks Ronnie. Ummm no you just startled me'

'I'm not really scary you know, I 'ave a soft side ya'know?' Ronnie said almost hurt.

'ummm I know…look I should get back I have to practice my solo…'

Ronnie said nothing but stepped back slowly, letting the small girl squeeze past his enormous frame as she scuttled back to the stage.

Running her fingers through her hair she hurried onto the stage as the girls where being organise by the choreographer, he was tall and lean with a pencil thin moustache that was styled with a foul smelling wax.

'Ahhhh Kitty I'm so glad you could grace us with your presence, I hope that you would be considerate enough to do all the others do please and try and be on time. There are others waiting to for a chance at your spot, give me one good reason why I should send you home right now!' he screamed in a high pitch huff.

Right at that moment Ronnie Kray swaggered out of the door, he cast a dark look toward the choreographer, cigarette perched on the side of his mouth as he slowly walked his way to his table,

'I can think of two VERY good reasons' Dita giggled as she sat at the side with the other girls.

'Can we just got on with this please.' Kitty asked getting up onto the stage.

Suddenly his arm shot out and pulled her down the steps roughly, bring her up to eye level but before he could say anything the was an almighty crash. Ronnie had push himself up from his eat causing several glasses to crash to the floor, as he stared menacingly towards the couple, but before he could get far the smooth voice of Reggie Kray cut through the air.

'Oi Oi whats going on?' he called as he walked down the aisle.

'Reg this fellow isn't being very nice to Kitty here…he pulled her down the stair'

The same intimidating look fell across Reggie's face as it had done with Ronnie, 'Is that right Ron….Oi mate watch it or your mouth might not be in the same place as your face.'

The fool of a man didn't instantly scurry off in fear, he actually drew himself up ready to fight when Kitty intervened.

'Can we please just practice the number; I won't be late again.'

The three men stared at each other before the third wavered slightly and turned to the musician's nose in the air waving his hand commanding them to play the music. With relief Kitty too centre stage. The step where simple but with every step she had to exaggerate her body, pushing her chest and hips out with every movement. Smiling she out stretched her hands before bring them back to her chest as she ran them down her body, throwing her head back as she dipped down toward her floor. This three long sexy strides she went back to the centre stage back to the audience, looking coyly over her shoulder, above her head she could hear the whining of the metal lamps overhead, ignoring it she span round running one of her hand up her other arm as she raised them above her head just looking up in time to step out the way of a fulling light.

High pitched scream filled the club as the light smashed into the stage, shattering into a thousand pieces. The band had pulsed through her causing Kitty to stumble to the floor, another light fell to the stage, this time going through the stage with a cloud of splinters and glass. Scurrying to get up, a sharp dull ached surged through her ankle. Overhead she could hear the squeal of more lights ready to fall. She could hear her name being called in the distance as she once again tried to stand up but her ankle gave up as she stood up halfway causing her to crash to the floor again just as another light crashed to the floor. Again Kitty tried to sit up when the whole lighting rod came undone getting the whole set to come crashing down, turning her head she closed her eyes waiting for the searing pain but instead she felt a set of hands roughly grab at her pulling her off the stage and tumbling on top of her saviour.

Kitty didn't want to look up, she heard the ungodly noise of the lighting fixture destroying the stage but she didn't want to see what could have happened to her if she was still trapped on the stage if not for her rescuer. Looking toward their faces she saw the steel gaze of Reggie and Ronnie Kray. She half laying on both, much to her surprise and astonishment. She tried to move off of them but instead a small yelped escaped her lips. Ronnie was already sitting up and pulling himself to his feet, Reggie on the other hand didn't move as most of Kitty was awkwardly on top of him.

'Not that im complaing, I like you on top but could we save this for later….get off' Reggie panted out

'I can't I hurt my ankle' Kitty groan, as she once again tried to get off, the pain was making it hard to breath, well that and the shock.

Without much effort Ronnie scoped her up bridal style and without any resistance Kitty let herself be cradled by the strong and safe of the gangster. The girl where immediately in front of her, Dita had unshed tears in her eyes and even Joyce was clutching helplessly to Lois for support. Kitty couldn't stop herself from laughing at the scared look on Ronnie features, when confronted with a crying group of women.

'We need to get her to a doctor!'

'She is laugh….'

'Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God'

'Ladies enough' Reggie shouted, bringing a hush to the room. 'Ronnie taker her to the office….Charlie look after the girls, Jack! Jack! Find out what the fuck happened now!' and with that the room began to buzz again.

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Kitty was careful place on a plush leather recliner in their office, she felt groggy and her ankle hurt but other than that she was alright, there was tiny droplets of blood pooling around the various scathes on her legs and arms but they were pretty minor. Tenderly she unbuckled her ankle straps and tossed the shoe off, her ankle wasn't bruised yet but it was a raw red and she knew that soon there would be a twisted bruise.

'It coulda been the Murphy's or those fuckers the Richardsons?'

'The Richardson aren't a threat….Murphy's on the other hand...'

'Can I just go home' Kitty asked timidly as she sat up.

Reggie twisted around and get her a tense smile 'You think you can manage to hop home? We need to find out who was behind this? '

Cautiously she stood on her feet, grimacing as put the normal pressure on her foot, she had danced with injuries and she could stand it now, she wanted to do nothing better than curled up in bed and let sleep cure her from the drama of the day. She was still in shock but growing up in the heart of the war she wasn't easily stunned. Both men growled at the stubbornness of the dancer, she was determined to do as she wanted.

'It was an accident. No one takes cares of those things. Stop being paranoid!'

'The whole of the fucking lights crashed on the stage!'

'I was there! No one made it happen! It was an accident.' Kitty snapped as she made her way to the door.

Ronnie caught her round the waist and pulled her away from the door lifting her of the floor slight, her hip resting on his, looking intensely down at her.

'We are taking you to a doctor and you're not leaving our sight!' Reggie growled as he snacked her away from his twin and he lifted her up and out the door followed by his brother.

So what do you think?

For the next chapter I was thinking of a doctor visit and some protective Kray's? I might also add a little Francis in, not sure. What are people feeling? Or wanna see?

But don't worry Kitty isn't gonna be a push over but I think ground rules are gonna be established soon