A/N: Halo, guys. Guess what, this girl in my class, Tashlyn, was asking me about me being bisexual and telling my ex and his best friend, who sit a few seats away from me, everything I said; she thought I didn't notice.

HeartWritingM: There are those average reviewers who simply say, 'That was so cool!' or something similar to that. Then you have these classy mother-fuckers, like yourself, who type reviews like they're getting paid for it. So thanks, I'm not going to pay you anything, but thank you, the same goes for you, XxSAINTSROW4EVERxX

Fashionablylateasusual: This story is mainly going to be in Leon Cambria's POV, unless I writ (Norm POV). Leon is Nat's older brother, he's seventeen, and if you are wondering, everyone rounds off Natasha's age to eleven; she's ten and a half.

For those of you, who've been reading For the Love of Teens, disregard the comment about Natasha's first kiss. Also, Leonardo and Natasha aren't Japanese, they're American, I think.

Disclaimer: If I owned Saints Row, do you really think I'd be wasting my time typing fanfics?

Chapter 2

Cleaning up the Row

Troy walked up to me and started saying something about guns, I wasn't really listening and my thoughts were on where Julius stashed Nat. I've never liked it when we were separated, just then I chose to pay attention.

"Alright man, time for you to buy a piece." I've heard gang talk, so I knew what he was saying. But I'm stubborn; I know that, so I'm definitely not leaving this place without Nat. I told him this; he sighed.

"Okay, but we're gonna be crashing into some unlucky mother-fuckers. You sure you want to drag a little kid into that kind of shit?" His head bent sideways. A cocky smirk formed on my face.

"Word of advice, Troy. Don't call my baby sister 'little', especially when she's right behind you." My smirk turned into a grin, as Troy turned and jumped to see a not so cheerfully cute Natasha Rose Cambria standing right behind him, the cheeks of her semi-pale skin starting to redden with anger.

"I'm probably a lot bigger than you, pal." Her voice sounded so different and dangerous, she even spat the last word. Troy started clearing his throat nervously.

"Just go down to Friendly Fire and buy yourselves some guns. Here's a grand," He handed us the money, "make it last. After you've bought a few guns, I want you to clean up the Row a little bit." He then bolted, obviously because he was afraid of my sister; she is pretty dangerous when pissed off.

"Onii-chan. . ." Looks like she's calmed down; firstly because her voice sounds sweet, secondly she only calls me Onii-chan when she isn't pissed, "Should we trust him? He called me little after all!" She began to pout; I simply smiled and patted her head. I began to wonder; why the fuck is she so obsessed with the Japanese.

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Once we got to Friendly Fire, Natasha decided to stay outside I agreed because who, besides our dad, brings an eleven year old into a gun shop? I bought a few guns and we had enough money left to buy a few weeks' worth of lunch at Freckle Bitches.

"Leo? What did Troy mean by 'clean up the Row'?" she began yanking on my arm to get my attention.

"It means he wants us to kill some of those people from others gangs that are hanging around the Saints territory." I twirled her ringlets a bit, before they bounced back into place. She smiled up at me.

"Did he say how bloody he wanted them?" I resisted the urge to shiver; she always had a way of surprising me, especially when says something deadly in that sweet voice.

"No, he did not." I scratched behind her ear, causing her to sigh; she either sighs or moans when I do that. We hijacked a car and went searching for some of those unwanted gangbangers.

"So, where did Julius take you?" I tried saying as casual as possible, but my voice betrayed me.

"Oh, he just took me inside and told me something about paying attention to Johnny and Dex." if she heard the suspicion in my voice, she clearly payed it no mind. We saw a couple of the yellow ones; I think Julius called them the Vice Kings, from the fight yesterday and started running them over. Nat shot at the one that didn't seem to want to go down, giggling at the blood splatter his friend made. We kept driving around and shooting every mother-fucker that got in our way. After a few minutes, our tires were shot at and we had to do this without a car, seeing as all the civilians drove off. There were about four or five of them but that just meant that Nat and I got to share killing one of them. The first one I fought, a chubby black guy, was shooting at me like there was no tomorrow.

"You know what they say," I yelled to my sister over the gun fire, "The heavier they are the easier to kill." It only took one shot for me to take him down. I turned to Natasha to see that they had her weapon less and against a wall. I could only stare . . . as I knew that those three had made the stupidest fucking decision of their lives (1). The middle nigga, who wore a yellow cap backwards, placed a hand on the wall beside Nat's head.

"Now, what's a pretty little thang like you doing helping Julius Little? We heard you were at his meeting a few minutes ago." The idiot started pulling on the bottom (could someone tell me the proper name? I think it's called the hem. . .) Natasha's tight, blue, strapless tank top (A/N: I guess you can say she has a lot of tank tops). Let's just say that you don't want to know what happened next in detail, all you need to now was it was bloody, gory and there was heaps of screaming from the three; I'll let you're imaginations figure out how she murdered them. We decided to walk back, simply because there were no cars around to hijack.

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(Normal POV)

When the two arrived back at the church you could just hear the two lieutenants fighting.

"Fuck you, Jonathon." Dex's voice yelled, obviously, at Johnny.

"You don't have the balls, Dexter." Johnny's voice rung out. Natasha's face grew a worried expression and she ran inside to where the two were fighting. Leon was about to run after, but she easily got there before him.

Natasha had found the arguing men and found the best plan of action without making her look too criminal. She dumped the plan as Johnny reached for his gun; she started getting teary eyed.

"STOP IT! STOP IT!" She screamed at them, practically crying at this point. Gat and Dex immediately stopped what they were doing and paid attention to her. She started to get the puffy puppy eyes at them as she started stammering.

Those two are screwed Leon, who had just caught up, thought as he watched the mentioned two try to calm her. Just then, Johnny knelt down, grabbed her and held her shaking frame against his chest.

"It's okay, 'Sasha. I promise not to shoot Dex, whatever makes you happy." It became obvious to Leon that Johnny was developing a crush on his sibling. Dex's ears started to redden; Leon figured that Dex had a crush on Nat as well.

"What's going on in here?! I could hear you two from a mile away!" Julius nearly yelled as he walked in, then he saw Johnny holding a shaking Natasha, "What happened here?" There were remnants of worry Julius's voice. Leon pulled him away from the three of them.

"Nat's manipulating them." He said in a hushed voice. All Julius did was grin and walk off.

A/N: Done. Sorry for the wait, I've been busy thinking about stuff and looking for drugs and sex dolls.

1. It's a clear indication that the decision the three Kings made, was fatal to the three of them. They are now dead/littering the sidewalk.