XII. Fine as we are.

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Christmas is so close already. she could feel the heat radiating off her body as she felt the coldness of the air outside the house. Angry swept by, squeaking the floor and looking up from the door.

"It's training time. time to get beaten up." he smirked as he leaned on the door. his hair down and not on an afro, eyes lingering at all the mess from her table.

It didn't take long for him to realize that she hadn't cleaned her room yet. And like a bull, his ears puffed air as his face grew red, his hands turned into fists at his side, turning white. "The hell!?"

she rolled her eyes and took the grey jacket, slipping it in before she faced him with a glare. "Just be glad I respect you. because if i didn't i would have wrecked that pretty face of yours."She passed him by the door, giving him a wicked glance that held actual malice before bumping shoulders.

Angry raised his brows and smirked at her energy today. "Okay then, let's see if you'll act like that when I crush you with my foot!"

"Thank you!"

He gave a chuckle before running after his little adopted sister.

He would have considered her a little sister by now. There were small moments where they would walk by the park and get some smoothies, laugh about the few couples on the streets. taking pictures at a carnival and making stunts there. There was one time that the two were one the ferris wheel and angry started jumping to provoke her in a fight. It didn't end well. and when he said it didn't end well, he got a massive bump on his head. The interpretation is up to you on why.

They came up to the bottom of the garden just behind their house. Smiley stood in front and was setting up the dummies made of wood, which he made at three in the morning because he couldn't sleep. She insisted on helping yesterday, but he declined, saying it was part of the training. She grew confused on that statement but did not ask any questions any longer, since she thought that it was smiley who hasn't had his drink of coffee yet.

"So what are we going to do today?"

Smiley grinned at her. Oh, it wasn't the one she would usually squeal at.

It was... worrying.

"We're going to be practicing breathing today and keeping all of it in to have more in a fight."

Angry gave a satisfied smirk and she groaned. This was the most self-sacrificing work that to ey made so far. she already took a taste of this from mitsuya, who smiley invited the day before yesterday, and it was pure hell. he would knock her out onto he stomach and proceededly made child abuse-- but to them it looked like they were just doing the right thing.

Yeah... the right thing...

Angry walked up to smiley. Since Touya was still trying to learn his form from his big brother, or so as he told her, he was another one of the so-called students. He would want to go first. While they talked, she could observe the fingers clenched just behind the blonde teen, and before she could twitch he already threw it at the most precious place.

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