The Next Troublemakers

Chapter Fourty-One

Sometimes, Kellin thought dryly, it's best not to make any sort of plans before hand, cause they always seem to backfire  before it could be put into action.
Which sucks, let him tell you that.

That explains the situation he finds himself in right now, well Mila was with him but lets not get to panicky now. Which he wasn't!.

It was a Friday evening, just a regular candy shop trip after a hard day of labouring over annoying math problems that gave him a headache.
He and mila had only managed to make it back to the back car park, when men dressed in black suits literally came out of nowhere with guns pointed at them from every direction.

"Kellin-nii." Mila whispers, her small fingers clutching the back of his shirt tightly.

"Shh, munchkin, its gonna be okay."  He whispered back.

Mila stepped closer to him, molding herself against the small of his back. Kellin knew that she wasn't scared, no Mila was like a nice, warm dream that can turn into a nightmare in the blink of an eye.  So, no Kellin knew that she wasn't scared,  she was just preparing herself.

The sound of heels had their heads snapping up, a black haired girl was coming towards them with a tall man following close behind her.

Kellin had a feeling that he already knew who she was without her opening her mouth.

"He's even more handsome in person!". She gushed, palms clapped over her cheeks, and eyes wide open and shining.

Kellin cringed, taking a step back with Mila still attached to him.
"Ah... looks like you've caught us at a bad time, you see my mom said to be home before six and I really don't wanna be late."

The girl....Kellin honestly didn't want to know her name anyway, so he'll continue to say.. the girl.
She giggled like he just said something so funny.

"Aww, he thinks he's funny." She sighed turning to the man beside her.
"Get him in the chopper."

Kellin stared at the girl for a few seconds before he bursted out laughing, lifting his hand up to wipe away the few tears that managed to escape his eyes.

"Ah, that was a good laugh." Kellin sighed.
He settled his eyes on her once more, blazing red with fury.

"If you think that you're getting me any where near you, that's where you're dead wrong." He smiled suddenly, all teeth and bright grin.
"I'm a exact copy of my mother and father after all."

With that, Kellin grabbed Mila in his arms, he brought his foot up before he slammed it down. Mentally apologizing to the store owner as the concrete and debris around them all crumbled.
His sister giggled, kicking her feet out in glee.

"Do it again, Kellin-nii!." She said.
Kellin merely pressed a kiss to her forehead he looked down to see the men scrambling around to get cover.

Landing on a piece of rumble, Mila gripped in his arms.
"Well, how about that as my answer?.""

She was glaring at him, as if that could make him do anything.
"Get him!."

Every one of her men rushed towards Kellin and Mila
His baby sister grinned, leaping from his arms to tackle the first man to reach them.
Her small hands twisting his head in a 360 direction, a sickening crunch was heard throughout the lot.

It was then that everything went to hell. Kellin followed right after with a battle yell.
Mila was grinning, a bloodthirsty grin on her face that she definitely got from Uncle Hidan.
Kellin supposed he was no better,  probably had the same grin on his face.