AN: Thank you to those who have reviewed. I really like reviews. Constructive criticism is extremely welcomed. Do any of y'all listen to music when you read or write? I do and it helps me concentrate. I like listening to certain songs to help write and set moods for certain scenes I write. Anyways, I have been watching video clips of Rain(bi) and let me tell ya, a girl's panties is on fire just watching him dance and sing. I melted and drooled on my keyboard when I watched the video "Touch Ya: live". Dude is too sexy for his own damn good. Ok, back to the fic, here is part two. Enjoy.

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The Hip Hopera of Raizo and Mika

Part Two: Do you think about me?

-Raizo's POV-

-Outside Mika's Apartment: two hours earlier-

Shadows shift and flux before they go still. The scent of spring and the inner city mingled together to create a smell that seemed to overwhelm ninja's heighten sense of smell for a split second. The shrouded ninja crouched low into the shadows on the ledge overlooking the window of Europol agent's apartment. The mysterious shadow concentrated on forensic researcher's heart beat as she traveled from the bedroom to her bathroom and heard water hitting skin. Shifting from a crouch to a standing position he leapt from the ledge to the porch outside the bedroom. The soft click and whoosh of the sliding door was muffled by the shower water. The shadows melted away to reveal the man Mika had been thinking, the ninja Raizo. He slipped into the living room and sat on the soft leather couch. Letting out a slow breathe as he tried not to think about the slender beauty in the shower, instead his thoughts traveled back to why he was here in the first place.

The remaining clans are currently in a tug-a-war for supremacy as Elder clan. Since the obliteration of the Ozunu clan, the remaining 8 clans were trying to stake their claim as the top clan by wiping out the two people who were responsible for the destruction of the Ozunu in the first place. Even though he could take care of himself, he knew that Mika would be in constant danger and would be helpless against the onslaught of numerous trained killers coming after her at her most vulnerable. That meant that he had to put things into place that would protect her while he wasn't near to watch out for her. While she was in the hospital a couple months back he visited Ryan Maslow to talk about what can be done to protect Mika Coretti.

-Flashback: Europol Berlin, Ryan Maslow's office-

"I know you're there. Come out the shadows, pretty boy." Maslow grunted. After dealing with 'ninjas' Maslow's paranoia has gone up. He would never admit it even under the worse torture but the shadows and darks spaces started to make him jump and startle. As he stared into the dark corner of his office, he let out an impatient snort. "We don't have all day, mate."

"I agree, we don't," Raizo replied, appearing out of nowhere.

The Europol agent glared at the former Ozunu ninja with barely veiled annoyance. He observed that the ninja's hair grown past his broad shoulders. His dark clothing obscured and concealed what Maslow had no doubt would be a multitude of scars. He swiveled in his chair and leaned forward on his desk, palms flat. "So, get on with it. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Mika and her safety. The remaining clans won't rest until sheep is dead. We need to put her into hiding until I take of the remaining clans," Raizo stated.

"Ok, first of all. Mika will never agree to going into hiding mate. Second she has around the clock security so she is well shielded from people who might try to take her out. Third of all, how the hell are you going to take on 8 clans all your lonesome?" Maslow snorted.

"I have a proposal but I will need Europol's help and resources."

"I'm all ears."

-End of flashback-

Raizo's head snapped up as he heard the shower turn off and a match strike. The smell of cloves and nicotine filled the trained assassin's nostrils. He could tell the cigarette she was smoking was different from the ones they smoked in the hotel. The flavor of cigarette was more light and herbal. He sprung up and made his way silently to the door. He peeked through the cracked door to see Mika come out the bathroom, a lit fag hanging from her sensual lips. He also saw that the forensic researcher had recently been waxed. Raizo face started to ting a light red. He pulled his head back out the room, pulse rising.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

As soon as his pulse was back to normal he went back to Mika's bedroom door. He peeked back into her room. Thankfully she had clothes on this time. The scent of cocoa butter wafted in the as she rubbed the lotion into her milk chocolate skin. To Raizo, her skin seemed to glitter and glow in the bedroom light. Like a moth, he ached to go into the room and be near the shining beauty. He stared transfixed her buoyant curls bounced as she wrapped them in her scarf.

He watched her shift and wiggle around awake for an hour in her bed. He knew she was waiting for him but he knew he couldn't go to her now no matter how much he wanted to go to her. He started to leave through the window when he heard whimper and babble into the midnight air.

"I wonder what he doing right now?"

Raizo pauses and turns around to see her caress her scar and continue to talk to herself. "I wonder if he even thinks about me?"

He holds his breathe as he tries to slow his beating heart.

"Because I know I think about him."

He couldn't take it anymore. He had to be near her. He waited until her heart beat slowed down and the brown beauty fell asleep, he slowly crept up to Mika. He inhaled her scent of cocoa butter and floral body spray. Bending down slowly, he put his lips to Mika's ear and whispered, "Oh, Mika Mika.. I think about you too."

-Mika's POV-

"…. think about you too"

Mika's eyes snapped open and she bolted straight up in the bed. She wildly looked around. Looking. Search for her savior and protector. The man who filled her dreams and fantasies. Her ninja, Raizo. God, she swore she could smell him in the air. But he wasn't there.

The forensic researcher let out a disappointed sigh and let her head bounce back on to her pillow. "Damn, I even hear his voice in my dreams. Where are you Raizo?" Mika whimpered into the night. Her fist curled around the torn cloth. Her heart rate slowed down and she back to sleep. She didn't notice as a shadow moved near her bed and wiped a tear away from her cheek.

TBC..?

AN: Do y'all want another part to "Do you think about me?" I can do another one later but for now I will move on to the next dabble and short story. Next is "Hips of a Goddess". I'm also working on a multi-chaptered story that I will post soon. But for this will have to do until my finals are over and I'm on vacation. Thank you guys for reading my stories and please read and review. They keep me going. Also, I will be writing a short story on the new fx show Justified. I encourage y'all to read that one too when I post it. I also hope y'all watch the show because that show too has a sexy cowboy US Marshal as the main character. Mmmmm. Cowboys and ninjas. Bad boys with toys. I love it. Later.