Mai HiME
Lost & Found
Chapter XII
Notes: Uh… whut?! No, no… I don't hate Tate since I never really liked him in the first place to hate him. Besides, I think he made good villain in this story 'stares at Tate' and it seemed that he um… got carried away at being the bad guy too? 'laughs'.
Tate wasted no time at all as he flipped the table that the girls were at, this surprised Mai, Yukino, and Shiho but not the other two. He was attempting to get a hold of Mai, but Nao quickly pulled the busty woman out of his grasp as Haruka always got her grip on his hand eyeing him sternly. Takeda chose to just stood nearby and watched as he know the blonde was plenty strong to took him out. If not, he's sure that she would have a weapon hidden somewhere behind that loose jacket of hers.
"What is going on here?" Natsuki shouted as she entered the bar seeing foods and broken bottles on the ground and the customers already scattered. Her voice echoed throughout the bar and Takeda froze upon hearing those cold clear voice that he had been so addicted to, it was one of the reasons he become her underling in the first place. "What does it look like?" Haruka asked glaring at Natsuki coldly and the blue haired girl shot back her own Death Glare. By this time another figure entered the bar, Mikoto earned many bows from the workers in the bar as well as many sigh of relief.
"Takeda-san, I would run if I were you." Mikoto said calmly as she walked over to where Mai was standing, right behind Nao. It seemed that her tie and jacket made her look rather dashing, her calm demeanor and sparkling golden eyes got many of the staff looked swoon. "Tate Yuuichi-san, if you insist on bothering Mai or any of these ladies ever again. I will make sure that your life will be so miserable that you wished you were never born in the first place. But if you're so determine to kill me, then train yourself properly. In two weeks, we can have a death match if you desired." Mikoto said pulling a card out and throw it at Tate's face after Haruka raised her foot up and give him a kick in the chest. "That is the address to the underground arena, using specifically to end this kind of nuisance among other things. Think it over, and if I see either of your within a three miles radius of Mai or any of the others." Mikoto paused for a moment as Mai moved away from Nao and grasping onto Mikoto's right arm. "I will assure you that Hell would be much better than living," Mikoto finished with a crooked smile on her serene looking face.
"Boys, remove the trashes from here please." Natsuki barked out her orders and a few men entered the place escorting Tate and Takeda out of the bar. Mikoto made no move in touching Mai as she moved away from the busty woman to help one of the staff in getting the table upright again, this action caused the older woman to become slightly upset but she tried her best not to show it in front of everyone else. Of course, the other woman noticed as she looked up and flashed Mai a charming smile before going back to help cleaning up the place.
"Are you mad?" Mikoto asked once everyone left and the bar closed for the night. "No," Mai replied as they got in the car and Mikoto drove them home. "If Mai say so," the other one shrugged and they ended up driving in silence the rest of the way home. The house was dark and quiet since the other two people in the house had already went to be, Mikoto went over to a glass shelf and took out a bottle of cognac and a whiskey glass before returning to the couch. She removed her jacket and throw it on the other chair carelessly as she loosen her tie and left it with her jacket also, pouring out the liquor slowly as a mean to keep the taste from going spoiled. Mai had already went to took a shower, but Mikoto wanted a drink though she rarely does.
Now Tate-san, I wonder if you're going to accept my challenge or will you turn tail and run? Though if you do, I'm sure Nao have something up her sleeve in three weeks when you decided to apply for the job your father wanted you to. Now what should I do with Takeda? Mikoto leaned forward with the glass in her hand thinking of what to do with that despicable of a man. Maybe I should help Haruka with her last job, after all this wound was all thanks to him. Now I can barely move my right arm right, and even if it does it will never be as strong as it once was. I'm going to have to make him suffer, because there's no way I would allow anyone to hurt Mai and get away with it. Never! Determined, Mikoto drank her glass dry and gently place it down on the table next to the bottle. The burning sensation made her coughed lightly, Mikoto never had the noble intention of letting Takeda walked free after what she put Mai through.
"Mikoto, I thought you would be done with your shower by now." Mai said as she come back down when she noticed the light in the living was still on. Yes, she is still upset at Mikoto for ignoring her the whole time at the bar since they haven't talked since the night before because Mikoto left the house before Mai got up for work. "But I'm too tire right now," Mikoto said as she leaned back stretching her hands out on the couch. "You're tired because you're lifting that heavy table when the strength in your arm hasn't fully returned," Mai said harshly at the younger woman. Mikoto said nothing as she burst out laughing, this caused Mai to glared at her for a minute before changing it into a confused gaze.
"I can't believe that Mai would be jealous over a table," Mikoto spoke as she padded on the space next to her and put her hand back on the couch's back. "I am not jealous," Mai pouted as she flopped down next to the other woman who seemed to smell a bit like alcohol. She was too busy being mad at Mikoto that she didn't noticed the empty glass and the still full bottle of cognac on the table in front of her. "Okay, Mai isn't jealous then." Mikoto chuckled as she put her right arm over Mai's shoulder and pulled the busty woman closer to her. "But Mai, don't you get bore of seeing so much of me everyday even though we've only actually started dating just last week?" Mikoto suddenly become serious. "Is Mikoto tired of me already?" Mai asked with hurt evident in her voice. "Mai have no idea how much I want to take her right here and now, but I won't because I promised Mai to take it slow. So there's no way I would ever get tire of Mai," Mikoto said in a very husky voice as she leaned over and give Mai a peck on the cheek.
They sit together like that for a while before Mikoto ushered the older woman to bed, and she herself went to take a shower. "I'm sure you've come up with some devious plan while drinking that stuff," Haruka said as Mikoto come out of the shower. "Oh? I thought you would be asleep by now," Mikoto said bluntly. "Pff… I'm just waiting on you to get some nice exercise," Haruka snorted her reply to the other woman. "I see that you quit smoking, Yukino?" Mikoto asked as she changed into fit cargo pants, black t-shirt and loose hooded jacket. Haruka didn't answer to that question as she could only blushed slightly, and the other woman noticed and decided not to say anything more to tease the blonde.
Somewhere else, Takeda left the bar after drinking his sorrow away though it only got him completely drunk instead. The man was zigzagging down the empty street in the middle of the road to be exact, until the humming sound of motorcycles was heard and lights shone on him did he tried to get out of the way. Like thunder, something hit hard against the back of his neck sent him tumbling onto the ground below as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"Argh…" Takeda finally opened his eyes feeling something stung, and his vision seemed to be colored in nothing but red. "Wow, he's still alive. For a moment there, I thought I wacked him so hard that he died on me." "I told you to let me do it," another muffled voice cut the first one off. Takeda make out that both of them were wearing Chinese Opera mask, one is red while the other one was dark green. "Who the hell are you people?" he managed. The two masked people pulled up their chairs and put their mask in a decent backpack, Takeda realized that he's chained up back at the same warehouse he'd been just hours ago.
"It's sad that you forget so easily," Mikoto said dangerously as she sits in her chair playing with a thinly made knife using mainly for skinning in the kitchen. "Maybe you hit him too hard that his brain got messed up?" Haruka asked sitting down next to Mikoto. "Maybe," Mikoto laughed for a minute or two before returning her attention back to the bleeding Takeda. "Takeda-san, do you remember what I told you earlier today? Since you didn't managed to beat me in a fight," Mikoto paused to put in her thinking face. "I guess there's no reason for you to live now, is there?" she raised a brow at him or maybe at her own question. "Suzushiro-san, if you do me the honor." Mikoto said nodding at Haruka's way. "My pleasure," Haruka grinned as she popped her knuckles soundly with a murderous look in her purple eyes.
Author's Notes: Wooo… I'm seriously losing interest again… Mo… Seems like to more things I watched and read, the less I'm interested in finishing this story or work on the others… Gawd, the lazy bone seemed to get bigger and bigger of late. Bleh… Hope y'all enjoy!