Katsuki Bakugou~ Fifi's

Chapter nine: Code pink

Mina was giddy, you were having such a rough day today and here comes prince charming to make it better. She doubted you were going to come home, and couldn't help wishing she was getting some too. Not of him though but hey didn't you say he had a roommate that was cute?

"Howdy," it was a blonde girl a few inches shorter than her. Her black trousers were fitted around her waist and the seat of her pants, they were baggy around her ankles though.

Your outfits cute, what happened to your shirt though?" Mina pointed at the burgundy dress shirt that stopped at her belly button.

"I made it better," the blonde smiled fixing on of her buns. Her stilettos were black with red bottom soles.

"Where'd you get those from?" Mina pointed at the shows, there is only company in the world that made those.

"Stole them," the blonde shrugged she then lunged at Mina. "You know why I wore these shoes today," a maniacal grin nearly split her face in two. Taking another step forward she swiped at Mina yet again, "because it's the same name as my blade." The blunt side of the stiletto then caught in the moonlight revealing itself to Mina. Terror washed over her like a wave, surely she could win this fight, she hopes so at least.

Mina took yet another step back cursing when the back of her shoe scrapped against a wall. Damn, she was running out of space to run. Taking a side step to the left she whirled around and swung. The blonde blocked it using the hand holding the knife, she then brought her knee up to Mina's stomach. She winced and gasped but swung again anyways, because this was a fight for her life. The hit landed, her knuckles slamming against the shorter girl's cheekbones. "Oh you're definitely gonna get it now!" The girl with the flashy fangs slammed her left arm across Mina's shoulders pinning her against the wall. Her tongue poked out from between her lips and dragged along her top row of teeth. "I can't wait to taste your blood," she dragged the blade up Mina's arm.

There was a flash of red and everything suddenly became still in the darkness. Was that her blood, but she felt no pain. And as for the other woman, she seemed confused as well. "It's not very manly of you to attack a woman."  There stood the flash of red, spikes of his hair pointing up at the sky. He was large and it didn't help that his shirt was tight and see through. The man left damn near nothing to the imagination.

"Good thing I am one then." The blonde spun on her right foot thrusting her knife toward him. His arm come up to block it, she was quick though and swung again with her other hand. Again the red-head blocked the throw. His body was solid, his muscle making him firm.

"Woah," the point of her knife scrapped along his cheek. Blood, it was escaping his body in perfect little spheres and drizzling down to his neck. The neck was such a weak point, in fact there was a major artery there that bleed so beautifully. She couldn't wait to slit his throat. Mina got her bearings, if this gorgeous man died she would hate herself. She lifter her purse high over her head and then brought it down on the woman. It the blonde hard near the nape of her neck, her body dropped like a brick.

"Is the bitch dead? Did I kill her?" Mina stepped around so that she stood near her face, the man crouched down to check her pulse.

"No she's alive, you can breath now." He smiled at her warmly.

Mina laughed a little, "thank you for that, seriously."

"Oh it's no problem, it's kind of my job. Besides what kind of man would I be if I didn't save you?" His warm closed lipped smile had now turned to something all teeth and goofy. Before he could lift the blonde girl off the floor and drag her to the station a man appeared.

"Toga, I'm so glad you found her she slipped away from me." The dark haired man spoke about her as if she were a dog. There were purple scars along his skin and much of him was hidden under a navy cloak. "Now how did she get that knife," he grabbed her by the arm and lifted her off the ground. "Silly girl stealing things from my kitchen." The man's tone of voice never changed it was all the same low and slow kind of drawl. He sounded tired, which worked for him in a way. "Forgive her she is not of sane mind, there was an accident back when we were kids and now-" he sighed. The man tossed her over his shoulder, taking her knife and tucking it into his waist band. "We had a fire back at our family home out in the country, you can imagine what it must have done to a child with the mind of a sponge." He tugged down the collar of his cloak to reveal more of his scarred flesh. "It's about time I give her her medications, I hope you can forgive her." His electric blue eyes finally turned away from Mina who wasn't sure yet if she believed his story.

"Of course man don't worry about it. If she's too much work though maybe you should hire a caretaker." The man with the shark toothed smile dug into a pocket lining the inside of his coat. "And if you lose this any hospital she would be able to supply you with better resources, the police station might also be of some help." He handed him a card then.

Blue eyes then skidded over to a yellow so vibrant it seemed like the sun. "I'm sorry about your home." She had decided to believe the man, I mean he was made of the proof. "I don't know about her but I think maybe you should try letting her live her childhood. All the fluff might rewrite the violence." She shrugged stepping back so that she was behind her savoir.

"Thank you both, really." He nodded at the both of them and then crossed back over to the other side of the road. Now that she thought about it, he kind of sounded like a cowboy. A cowboy in Japan that was silly.