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Chapter 3

"You bastards!"I yell, kicking one of the three brutes in the stomach, pushing him back as another tries to knife me. I knock it away with the end of my sword and then swiftly punch him in the jaw. While he was spinning I knocked the third one over the head with the flat side of my blade and twisted so I was behind him, punching him in the back of the head. He fell unconscious.

I was sweating as I clonked one of them over the head and avoided the other one's knife.

One left.

His knife is pretty long...

Ignoring my fears, I stepped backwards - And unfortunately I tripped over the girl's unconscious body.

Rolling to the side to avoid the knife that came next, I plunged my falchion into the man's arm and gave him an electric shock. He screamed for a moment and then pulled away, throwing his knife at me and running.

Yeah, good riddance.

Sighing, I look over at the girl from the bar.

She's bleeding really badly... I smile a bit and pick her up gently, heading over to my place.

It turns out it was a stab wound. Eh, that'd suck... I laid her on the couch - I don't mind the blood, I can clean it later - and got some bandages, carefully cleaning and wrapping the wound so it wouldn't bleed so much.

I got most of it done when she started to laugh.

I think she's waking up - Her eyes snapped open and her cheeks burned when she saw me.

And then she punched me.

In the face.

Women... I held my nose in pain. She can punch, that's for sure.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" She yelled. Aye, she's loud... I backed off and she stood up, looking down at her bandages. She pulled the shirt down and glared daggers at me. "What did you think you were doing?"

"Okay," I huffed, "First off, YOWCH!" I glared at her, still holding my nose, "And secondly, I was helping you!" She looked me over. "You're that guy from the bar."

No, I'm the ice cream guy...

"Yeah, I figured you took my wallet, so I went to get you." I said instead as she glared at me. "And then I heard you scream and I saw those guys..."

She glared again... I think this is normal. "Fuck you, I would've been fine without your help." She crossed her arms angrily. Aw, come on! Help is help, right?

I felt my cheeks turn red. "You would have DIED." She gave me a cold smirk. It gave me the shivers. I think she saw through that one because she freaked me out again - "I would have survived," She said eerily.

Dang, this girl is weird.

She grinned. "So, Mr. Tsunami, right?"

How dare she.

I scowled. "It's Tzumani." I corrected, and she grinned. "Whatever." I sent her a spiteful glare and she shoved me. I stumbled backwards a bit. "I'll be going now."

She left to walk away, and winced. Must've pulled her wound. Concerned, I grabbed her arm and she knocked it away. "Stop that." She said.

"Stop what?" I asked, my face contorting in frustration.

"Stop trying to act like a prince." She said harshly.

A prince.

A prince?! ... She rolled her eyes at me and started to move again, and I grabbed her shoulder in protest. "No; I can't let you go anywhere in that state. You might get hurt even more."

My eyes widened in surprise as she grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall. Her words reminded me of ice as she said, "Look buddy, I don't want your help, okay?" She seethed, "I can do whatever I want, and much better than a man like you could. Just watch me." Who... does this lady think she is. She's bonkers. "No," I shook my head, "Not after you got hurt like that."

"I need to get my stuff, damn you." She huffed, "And I"m not letting you stop me." I crossed my arms. This girl is insane. What am I doing? I should leave. "Fine," I say, "I'm coming with you." Shoot, wha'd I say?

She let out a pained sigh. "Fine." She grumbled.

"Great!" Yay, she complied! I led her to my stolen car... uh, truck - And it was a nice one, too - and I was planning on opening the door for her, but she got into the passenger's seat herself. I couldn't help but sigh as I got in and drove off. She gave me directions to wherever she was staying, and it was - "This is a warehouse." I deadpanned. "Yeah, so?" She argued.

She sighed. "I'll be right back." The girl left to go get her stuff and I waited patiently.

...

What was she doing, changing?

Either way, she got back out of the warehouse and started walking away.

Uh, no.

Not when I'm here.

Not with that wound.

I have to drive in this direction anyway, so I drive, slowly.

I feel like a stalker... Damn...

"What. Do. You. Want." She hissed through the window.

"I-I just wanna make sure you're okay..." Really, I do. It surprises me. For someone who's been out on the street for a decade, I'm really nice...

"Well don't!" She yells and turns to me, pulling her wound again. She yelped and muttered a 'damn' as she stumbled forward. A stain began to grow on her shirt.

"H-Hey..." Jeez, she needs to take better care of herself when she's hurt...

"I said I'm fine!" She shouts again, and keeps walking.

I think she finally realized that she's gonna pass out on the street if I don't help her, because she stops, and so do I. "Fine." She spat.

I opened the door and inwardly grimaced as she scowled and got in.

When we finally got to my place, the girl slumped against the doorframe. I must've looked kinda nervous... Then something hit me in the face.

This girl...

...

Is short. I mean, she's shorter than I am. I haven't had really paid attention to someone's height in a while, but still. She grimaced. I might've been staring, because she said, "I'm fine, unlock the damn door."

I unlocked the door. "I'm sorry," I sighed, my voice softer here, "I didn't mean to upset you."

As I opened the door, she punched me weakly on the shoulder and sat on the table, crossing her legs moodily.

Moody teenagers... add 'female' in the middle and you get an explosion.

Suddenly she pulled out something shiny and started polishing it.

"You have a gun?!" I paled and backed off. So far, it wasn't improbable for this girl to shoot me.

"Well of course," She smirked. "They're simply wonderful creations, aren't they?"

This girl is nuts. I should go.

But then again, she has one of those 'grey area' points.

"W-Well I suppose," I stuttered, "But..."

I turned red as she chuckled and said, "I'm not going to waste bullets on an idiot like you." No. No way. I'm not...

"I'm not an idiot!" She raised her eyebrow and mocked, "Oh, of course..."

She's so enjoying this...

"I'm just trying to help..." I sighed, and she laughed. "Yes, by forcing me under your roof. Oh, I feel so taken care of already." She mocked. I blushed madly. "I'm not going to do anything to you!"

"Suuurreee." She mocked.

I set my sword down and she pocketed the 'vile weapon used for killing and shit.'

"Whatever," I sighed...

She just sat there.

"Do you want something to eat?" I offered as she rolled them again. "Whatever, sure."

I went down to the kitchen and started making something.

Hopefully I haven't screwed myself over.

:3 It's a miracle. I updated twice in one day.