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Chapter 6

Ruka.

"Eh?" I reacted, a little weirded out by what she had said. I reached for the mascara on my vanity table.

"I'm engaged." She said it again while looking at me intently.

"If you say so." I said, applying the mascara on my eyelashes. She just shrugged her shoulders.

"Hey, do mine too." She ordered me after I sealed the mascara back.

"Fine." I rounded her eyes with the dark liner and then brushed her lashes with the mascara. She put on the caramel brown contact lenses on her own, while I put hazel on mine. I shaded my lips with scarlet red, while she damped on a light shade of pink.

She ribboned her hair to her usual gangster pigtails while I tied mine to a ponytail.

"You're tying it?"

"Yeah. It's hot and hassle on combats when down."

"Looks good on you."

"Thanks."

Ichiru.

Blank and Blonde came out of the other room together. "Off to MD?"

"Yeah," Blonde answered, hunting for her keys on the secured cabinet.

"Ah, you're ready for Blackbeard and comrades, yeah? You, Blank and who'll be the other one?"

Blank looked at Blonde with a sceptical look. "Got it." Blonde smiled in triumph and pocketed the garage's and her motorcycle's keys. "And Kiryuu Ichiru, just shut up." She glared at me and walked out the door.

Sheesh, what's with them woman these days? Hmmm, maybe it's the national day for PMS? Nah, Shizuka was still Shizuka until I left their house though. I shrugged.

"Women, I just don't understand y'all." I laid my head on the edge of the sofa and drifted to sleep.

Goodluck, Blank and Blonde.

Rima.

"Hey, Blonde, what was that all about?"

"Beats me." She shrugged and opened the garage. "Let's go check on to the informant. To be sure."

"K." I just said, feeling lazy again.

"By the way, Blank, next week's the 5th anniversary of MD, and also our's."

"Our fifth year as kkangpaes?" I sat on my big bike and started the engine.

"Yeah. What're your plans? Are we joining the celebration?" She wore her helmet, while I adjusted mine.

"Yeah."

Ruka.

"Is it true that BlackBeard and 2 from his Eyepatch are summoning a 3 on 3, having the main target as me, a slight rematch?" I raised an eyebrow at the informant behind the booth.

"True."

"What for?"

"Victory mark and a hundred bucks."

"Anymore details?"

The informant, wrapped with his cloak, just shrugged. "Ask 'im"

"Fine." I sighed and tilted my head towards Rima, signing her to enter the MD-GT.

She walked gracefully pass me, who just followed her close behind. Everybody had their eyes on us.

We don't usually hang around in MD, especially here, where gang territories were set upon, after we decided to live a somehow peaceful life. We kind of lie lowed just last year and play around here only on summer vacations and mild weekends, especially when we're bored to death. We didn't give up on it that rashly for we know how old habits die hard. Besides, we're both good students with the motto: "Study first, before other whatnots."

Also, even though we look like mysterious gangsters here and pampered highschool girls on the Academy, we live as normal as possible as we should. We go clubbing on Fridays with classmates and go malling on weekends with some schoolmates. But of course, we keep our other identities just between the two of us, also Ichiru and Ichijou.

And if you're asking if our parents know about this, the answer is: sort of. They just know we do motor-cross, but they don't know when, where and how legal it is. They also don't know that we combat for victory marks and money. We never come home blood-stained or bruised anyway.

MD, for them is just a popular hang-out site for teenagers like us. I don't know for girls though, we mostly see bad ass son of btches around here, except for us. Female gangsters for them are pretty unusual.

And on how we became ones... is another story to tell some other time.

Rima.

Stinking territories in front of an abandoned dormitory with a 1000 sq. mtr. of sand field. It's a private property of one of the top-rank gangsters here, but no-one knows who it is, specifically. And I assure you, it's neither me nor Ruka.

We walked around until we came by the boundaries of Black Beard and his Eyepatches' territory. How lame is that?

I gave them my signature bored, cold look. Three of them stood up and I assume that the middle one's Black Beard.

He grinned maliciously. "So? When's it?"

Ruka came in front of him covered in her btching aura. "Saturday, sand field. 3 on 3. 6 PM. How cowardly." She tossed her hair and turned around.

Black Beard grinded his teeth. "Let's see about that, Blonde." He said her name disgustedly.

I followed her around and tapped her shoulder. "Let's have motor-crossing? I saw a near schedule on the way. How's your bike's gas?"

"Sure, I'm still full tank even after our travel to here. How 'bout you?"

"Nah, lost 5% just a while ago."

"Psh." We walked towards the parking lot, got our motorcycles and registered it for the minor race of the day. We sat on a near bench and waited for our turns after we bought 2 cans of soda from the near vending machine.

Ruka.

Rima vs. Sparrow, gang leader of the Pirates, while I was versus with a member of the Lucky Clover gang.

"Blonde, did I tell you that..." I looked at her who sat, leaning on the bench, staring up at the sky.

"That you're engaged? Yeah, twice and a half if you're counting now." I said, gulping a big amount of soda.

She took a small sip and looked at me who was still drinking. "Ichijou's back in town."

I spit the current contents of my mouth out on the sand with a huge- "WHAT!"

She nodded and took another sip, this time, longer. "Your shirt's stained." She pointed on the area in front of my chest.

"SHT!" I looked at what she's pointing at and tried to wipe it off with my hand.

"That's what you get for overreacting."

"No, I wasn't." I pouted and continued with wiping the front of my shirt. "Anyway, when did he come home? How did you know? Did you see each other? If so, when? Is he gonna continue kkangpaeing? What did he tell you?"

She raised an eyebrow at me.

"What?" I asked her, a little impatient.

"I told you that I was getting married but you just brushed it off like child's play. And here you go bombarding me with nonsensical blabbering about an old friend. This is so ironic." She sighed and took another sip of soda.

"Eh? You were disappointed?" I giggled. "I'm sorry, Blank. I was weirded out a while ago."

"Yeah, too much reality." She squared her shoulders and gave me a slight smile. "Ichijou just got home yesterday, I don't know what time, exactly. We saw each other yesterday evening by accident. And then he walked me home, and told me to come by to his house this weekend for his welcome party, and to invite you and Ichiru too."

"That's it?"

"Quite so."

"Wait, what time is his welcome party?"

She shrugged her shoulders and drank more of her soda.

"I know! We'll come by his house after this!"

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