***spin-off from Fast and the furious.****
His life is Yakuza but she's an outsider. She wanted his love and he needed her loyalty. Will this journey leave her vulnerable to what's coming or will she be forced to fight and will that fight make her...
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I just pull up hoping to save the day but as I get closer I hear a few gun shots and rush in to find one dead guy already sprawled out ahead and layed out by the vehicle and another with a bullet in his back.
Three guys, she took on three guys alone. Then in awe I watch as she stood against the last guy holding up a gun and Mira looking down at the barrel of that gun. She didn't look scared, or worried. Like she didn't really care one way or the other how it could turn out. I didnt even realize I was holding in my breath until the sound of the empty gun made that clicking noise.
Mira smiles back at the idiot making him lunge out in anger.
They wrestle for a bit until Mira pulls the man's head between her legs.
She squeezes the man to death twisting his neck between her thighs. You could actually hear the cracking and snapping it was gross. I've seen death. I've actually killed myself. Not with my bare hands of course but it wasn't new to me but for some strange reason seeing it on her was hard to watch.
Is this...could this be the same girl he knew? For some reason he's surprised by this. He's never known her to handle herself so well. She has changed.
He moves in closer. Close enough to see the hate in her expression as she kicked the guy off her. She just looks up at him with an irritated look.
Wow here I was hoping to jump in and save the day.
I saw you standing there, sorry but I don't wait for people to save me. Id rather just do it myself anyway.
The way you just handled yourself back there.
What. She stopped walking and waited for me to continue as if she knew a lecture would come.
Nothing he said suddenly at a loss for words but really there were no words. She just killed a man what could I possibly say to her.
Then she finally releases the tension and the lines disappear into a look of remorse.
The bike its destroyed. She huffed in an exasperating breath.
I watched you just pop that guys head like a grape and the bike gets your worry. He shook his head.. Its a good thing I brought another one.
See saving the day. She commented before leading the way. He throws her a helmet and gets on.
Hang on tight.
She layes her hands around him.
Your gonna want to hold on tighter than that he smirks then speeds away.
The speed of the bike makes her squeeze harder and this makes him smile so what else could he do but go faster. Soon her hands linger up his thigh and starts to climb. Her hands playfully find there way over to his view of the empty road.. teasing him in a game of look no eyes. He then grabs her hand and skillfully pulls her forward having her straddle her legs around to face him. His attention shifts from the road to her removing the helmut. He watches her throw the helmet aside before shaking her hair against the wind.
