Chapter 3: Third Shot

She snuck up on him like a snake, soundlessly.

Wordlessly.

Without a warning, wearing a Cheshire's grin on her pink luscious lips.

He shuddered under her cold glare, her message was crystal clear to him.

Kisaki shuddered, even when she turned around, pretending to be all joyful and happy, she skipped over to her brother. He watched her fling her arms around startled Chifuyu, the Vice-Leader of Division One. He could hear her damn voice chirping away, it was annoying and maddening.

For a moment, Kisaki wondered if they'd met somewhere. Before today. Before his introduction as Tokyo Manji Gang's newest Captain of the Third Division. But he couldn't recall her. Chisato's face isn't easy to forget, Kisaki wasn't a fool. He knew the stories of what she's done to both her allies and her enemies.

Beside him, Hanma chuckled with glee.

He pushed up his glasses with his index finger, watching the eye-sore called Hanagaki Takemichi lying on the ground. The idiot deserved it, he thought before turning his gaze back to the Matsuno siblings who could easily be mistaken as twins.

Kisaki noticed how Chifuyu was trying to push her away, wearing a look the girl must have seen or was ignoring. His plans were coming into motion, and the first step to becoming Mikey's trusted member was achieved today. Even if he did get punched by the Hanagaki bastard.

They left the Musashi Shrine, but not without glancing back at the Matsuno girl.

"She's an interesting one, isn't she?" Hanma asked the obvious, lighting his cigarette and inhaling it. "I've seen her around a lot."

"Doing what?" He couldn't afford any mistakes.

From what he knew of the girl, she was an unpredictable force. Just like the now former first division captain, Baji Keisuke. He recalls, with a barely hidden glee, the girl's face when Baji announced his intentions to become Toman's enemy and then promptly resigned from his post.

Matsuno Chisato had looked straight-out murderous.

Her green eyes flashed with thunder and her lips were pulled into a tight line.

However, not once did she interfere with anything, not even when Takemichi showed his protest by punching him. Her only reaction came from watching Baji walking away, to Kisaki it looked like she wanted to follow him. Only to stop at Mikey's call of her name, she'd balled her fists and glared at the commander.

A calming hand from her brother had wiped it all off.

In seconds, gone was her pissed-off self - ready to bounce at even Mikey and tear apart anyone who dared to come in her way - it was all replaced by a calm, smiling, and happy-looking girl who wouldn't leave her brother alone. She kept clinging to worried Chifuyu.

Kisaki did catch the way her green eyes glared at him over her brother's shoulders, he noticed her careful mannerisms around the Vice-Captain.

It was something he could make of use, he thought with an evil smirk on his face. A glint in his eyes.

"How amusing," Hanma commented, and Kisaki knew that the girl had caught Hanma's attention.

However, neither was certain if it was going to be a good or a bad outcome for them all. Mostly because out of the entire Toman, Matsuno Chisato wasn't a pawn to be used. She was the one, who enjoyed manipulating people around her for her own goals. And yet, strangely, Kisaki didn't hear a single whisper about the girl on the streets.

Whoever he'd tried to ask about the brother complex girl had all shook their heads, eyes widened and refused to even say anything that could be used as blackmail material against her. Matsuno Chifuyu was a bit too obvious a choice here, only fools would go after him to get to Chisato.

This was why both Kisaki and Hanma found themselves staring at the girl in question with a jaw clenched and a grin on their face, respectively. Both were surprised she'd found them, together. When one should be in Toman and another Valhalla.

"So, care to tell me why the fuck are you two scurrying around like a pair of headless chicken and tail-less rats, conspiring your shit when our backs are turned?" Her words carried a certain amount of venom that caused Kisaki to shudder and the hair on his skin to move with a hidden fear he hadn't known she could install with just words.

Hanma Shuji wasn't a new face to her, although, Chisato was surprised he'd chosen to associate himself with a nobody like Kisaki Tetta. The two have had a couple run-ins here and there without Toman's knowledge, without the knowledge of her brother. It always ended with Hanma taking a piss at Chisato and the green-eyed girl testing out various newly, specifically learned, curse words directed at him.

She could now curse, effectively, in four different languages. All learned just to send Hanma fucker Shuji to the deepest spots of hell.

"Yo, Chi~sa~to~!" Even his voice was grating against her ears. "Missed me?"

Instantly, she flipped him two birds.

"Maybe another time, we've got company," Hanma chuckled, holding his cigarette in the hand that said 'Sin'. "You don't like being watched now, do you?"

She groaned, "...Whatever, as long as you don't end up bringing that motherfucker bastard into Toman, I don't give a damn shit about what you do, Kisaki."

He blinked. Huh?

"Ignoring me?"

"Because after all, you're not really the Third Division's Captain, Pah-chin is," Chisato spat, ignoring the lanky guy attempting to get her attention by waving his tall hands in front of her face. Her green eyes pierced at Kisaki, seemingly to promise slow death if he dared to refute her statement.

"Chiiiiisaaatooooooooo," Hanma dragged his voice, purposefully slowly, knowing it would piss her off.

It did.

He watched with amusement, and glee, as Chisato's fist shot out, aimed at his stomach which he blocked. She glared when he caught her hand, pulling her to him.

"It's not nice to ignore people, you know?"

"No, if you were a person that is," she snapped, twisting her hand so that she was able to pinch him causing him to release her.

She took several steps back, not even glancing at Kisaki.

"Now that hurts."

"We both know that's a lie."

"Look at a hypocrite speaking."

She flipped him off with both hands, again. "I'll end you if you touch either Tora or Baji." The words were cold, colder than the last winter they had.

"Not worried about your precious Mikey?" He chuckled at her expression, watching her crunch her nose in disgust at his implication.

"Nop, I don't see a pair of idiots being able to take him down," Kisaki glared at her. He went ignored. He was starting to hate her. Hate her voice. "Even if you do get outside help."

"We'll see."

"No we won't. Because that's not gonna happen. Not as long as I'm around."

With that, Chisato sent one last curse directed at Hanma and a glare at Kisaki before she turned around and walked back into the shadows, where she'd come from.

Neither had realised how she'd caught them, Hanma hadn't been anywhere near the Captain-naming ceremony, they'd been careful to be seen, and yet, she'd caught on? How? Did someone say something?

Kisaki pushed up his glasses and eyed still chuckling Hanma.

"You failed to mention you knew Matsuno Chisato."

Hanma shrugged, "Seen her around, she's a spite-fire."

Meanwhile, Chisato found the closest water basin where she proceeded to wipe off Hanma's touch on her hand. She shivered in disgust, Kisaki she could handle but Hanma was another matter to her. Fucking hell, she would take dealing with Kurokawa Izana over having to see Hanma Shuji any day.

However, Baji had been right to warn her.

And now…Chisato was uncertain what she would need to do to keep people dear to her safe.