From Princess to Bitch

Chapter 3- A feeling

Chapter 3

A feeling

Akira's POV

I was dragged by a silver-headed person who just walked in and handed Mino-chan (yes, she wants me to call her that) a bunch of money. She handed him a key and then just watched as he dragged me to one of the rooms.

There, he let me sit on the bed. Pink eyes full of lust...

He started to strip me, I suddenly felt really uncomfortable. I waited and tried to stay still, but at the end I just had to say something.

"What are you doing?!" I asked.

He looked kind of puzzled.

"What the hell?" He asked.

"What. Are. You. Doing." I repeated as slow as I could.

"What the fuck!" He answered, which totally answered my question...

"I asked-"

"What the fuck? You're at a stripper hotel and you aren't stripping?!"

What?! What is that? So this is a ... Bad place?

I looked as he just got angry and confused at the same time really freaked out. He walked around in circles with his one hand on his front head while saying to himself:

"What to do. What to do. What to do? What to do?! Agh! Kakuzu's going to kill me!"

I tied the laces of my dress to the top, which he has opened. Then I looked st him with a blank expression, not knowing what to do. I mean, this is my job, I get food, but I never imagined it was like this. What should I do? I can't just... I need this job. Still, this isn't something really...

He went out the door. I followed. He went to the desk straight to Mino-chan's desk and asked for the refund.

"But she doesn't fucking know a thing!" He yelled.

"I told you she was still a little fresh," She answered.

"I just want my fucking money back!" He told her with a hard voice.

Hidan's POV

This was a fucking problem! That girl knew nothing, and I actually payed $120!!! Kakuzu was going to kill me if he knew this! What to do?

The bitch didn't want to give my money back, she refused. Fuck her! Kakuzu is fucking going to kill me if I just used $120 for nothing, he is gonna eat me alive!

I just fucking want to kill that bitch now, but that'll make way too much attention, and our mission might not succeed then. Kakuzu said that we would not make too much attention, he'll kill me if I do....

Damn it!

What the hell is this?

"I would not give you the refund, you can take that girl," that bitch said.

Oh great! What do I need this girl for? She is stupid and a fucking idiot, like I would need her. But, then... Maybe Kakuzu would be a tiny bit better, if I said I.. Um? Bought this girl? Better than nothing!

Akira's POV

There were some quarrel... At the end, that boy, I'll call him a boy because he looks around twenty, took me with him. He grabbed me by the arm, harshly and it really hurt. I tried not to whimper or scream, but it really did hurt. It felt like my arm was crushed.

I wriggled a little, but that only made his grip tighter. Can't he understand how hard he is holding?

"It's hurting," I finally said after some time of suffering.

"I don't fucking care," he replied while continue walking, without looking at me.

"It is really hurting, release me! I can walk myself!" This time I actually yelled. It really hurt, and all he did say was that he didn't care?! What a person was he! So rude.

He stopped walking, turned around and gave me a death glare, but I really was angry, and when I'm angry, nothing stops me.

"Release me I said!" I yelled once again.

He slowly, but surely did release me. I could feel the blood circulation in my arm again, there was this stinging pain in my arm that wouldn't give up. The sudden flow of blood made a huge pressure in the arm, and I could feel the heart beats pumping the blood through it.

"Follow me," he said in a lazy mode, he almost didn't move his lips.

I followed him, but when we came to a crowd of people, I couldn't help but look around. It was wonderful. In the middle of the crowd was a man riding on a one-wheeled bicycle with three bottles in his hands. He threw them in the air, in a circle, and he caught each one of them. It was like magic, that he could catch them so easily and threw them up into the air again perfectly.

"Hey, c'mon for god's sake!" That boy yelled.

He was consumed by the crowd, far behind me. I turned around to walk out from the crowd, but couldn't help glancing one last time back at that magical performance. It was unbelievable.

"Hurry your ass!" That boy yelled again.

I usually would be angry, but I just couldn't at the moment. I walked to his direction through the crowd with my head looking the opposite direction where the man on the one-wheeled bicycle throwing the magic bottles was. It was amazing. Fantastic.

*Thud!*

I crashed into something and fell to the ground, hard. I looked up and saw that boy looking really irritated now, perhaps angry, too. Then I noticed, his eyes! They weren't green, or blue, or brown or anything! They were pink. A hypnotizing pink colour, the perfect pink. Not too bright, nor too dark, just perfect.

"Stop staring and get the hell up!" He commanded.

I blushed a little, got up and continued following him.

Why am I following him you might ask? Why? For the first, I know he payed, but the real reason was because I had nowhere to be anymore. I couldn't go back to the castle, because I do not know where it is.

Maybe he'll help me, even-though he rude and everything, maybe he will want to give me a shelter and food. I had this feeling, telling me to follow him and I'll be safe and sound. I believe it, therefore, I follow my feeling, follow him.