It was a big fight, with both Homra and Scepter 4 getting involved. Anna and Tatara were the only ones not fighting, staying towards the front of the warehouse with Mikoto, who was watching over the scene.
You grunted as one of the mobsters tackled you backwards, trying to land punches to your face. You blocked all his advances and brought your knees to your chest, kicking out and into his chest as hard as you could. He went flying off of you with a cry of pain, landing a good fifteen or so feet away.
You quickly got to your feet, rolling your shoulder as you stalked over to where the mobster laid, groaning in pain. You glared down at him before grabbing his head and slamming it into the concrete, knocking him unconscious. You didn't feel like killing anyone today, unless you really had to.
"Y/N!" Rikio called from across the room suddenly, catching your attention. He was struggling to hold another mobster on his own, since everyone else was busy with their own at the moment. "Help me with this guy!"
You rushed over as the mobster began to struggle harder and just as he elbowed Rikio in the ribs, your flaming fist shot out and nailed him in the face. He cried out as his nose was broken and the skin around it was burned, quickly dropping to his knees as he covered his face. You brought your knee up and into his face then, knocking him out like the other one.
"Thanks Y/N." Rikio panted.
You smiled. "No problem."
You glanced around then and took in the scene. All of the mobsters were either unconscious, dead, or being placed in handcuffs. Your eyes zeroed in on a mobster who was regaining consciousness and struggling to sit himself up right. Your eyes widened when you realized that he was glaring at your boyfriend as he pulled his gun from it holster.
"YATA!" You shouted at your boyfriend, who was tying up another mobster. "GET DOWN!"
Yata, hearing your frantic instructions, quickly dropped to the ground just as the gun shot went off, the bullet piercing the wall on the other side of the wall instead of him. Yata rolled over as another shot was fired and you were already half way across the room as the mobster started getting up.
"Fucker!" You growled, and the mobster's head snapped around towards you, his face paling as he saw the rage on your face as you quickly stalked towards him. He raised his gun to shoot at you instead, but you were already too close and easily kicked it out of his hands and across the room. You kicked him in the stomach, watching in satisfaction as he curled up like a baby.
Just as you were about to knock his lights out, Yata set his hand on your shoulder, stopping you. You looked over at your boyfriend, your eyes searching his figure for any wounds, then sighed in relief when you saw that he was alright.
"Thanks for the heads up," He smirked, squeezing your shoulder. "But let me take care of this guy."
You smiled at him and turned your head to kiss his hand on your shoulder before backing away, letting him do as he pleased. Yata blushed at your actions, but quickly went back to glaring at the curled body in front of you both.
"Tch, bastard." Yata muttered, delivering a swift punch to the face and knocking the mobster out. "Try to shoot me will ya."
"Alright," Izumo said as he came over. "I think we're all good now."
You rolled your shoulder again, wincing a bit as you finally started feeling to pain from the fight. Yata turned towards you again, his eyes flashing with worry. "You alright?"
"Yeah," You nodded, sighing as you stretched your arm over your head before letting it drop. "Just sore."
A mischievous smirk grew on his face suddenly and he moved so that you were chest to chest, his face only inches from yours. "You know," He said, his voice low. "I could give you a massage when we get back."
