The Warmth Of Red ||DISCONTINUED||

Chapter Nine

March 9th- Wednesday

"The yakuza, huh?" Karasu groaned hiding her face in her arms as slipped against the bar.

"Not this again, Kusanagi."

"Last name, huh? Don't want to talk about it?" It has been six days since Karasu has gotten over her sickness and once she was feeling better Izumo took his chance to ask her about how she knew the yakuza. She uses their last names when she's serious.

"Now, Karasu, I just wanted to know."

"Too bad you aren't going to get anything out of me, Kusanagi."

"You hear that Mikoto? She isn't giving out any information." Karasu froze in her seat when she felt someone standing behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see glowing red eyes starring at her.

'S-shit!'

"Where do you think you are going, huh?" Mikoto asked grabbing Karasu by her wrist when she tried to run towards the door.

"I'm going home."

"I don't think so, we're all going somewhere now." Mikoto looked at Izumo who nodded with a smile.

"Come on, boys. We're going to the park." Karasu ear twitched, her eyes shining in interest.

"Park?" Karasu asked looking at the red king who smirked down at her.

"Come on." They all followed them outside the bar, Izumo changed the sign before locking the door.

"Put me down!" Izumo chuckled when he saw that Mikoto was carrying Karasu like a sack of potatoes as he walked down the road.

"She tried to make a run for it?"

"Yeah. She'll never learn." Saruhiko said with a sigh.

"At least she gives him something to work for." Izumo said as he lights up a cigarette.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't worry about it Fushimi." Saruhiko clicked his tongue as he followed after everyone else.

*~*

"You're a liar. This is no park. It's a baseball field." Karasu pouted crossing her arms looking around the open field. Nobody was here except for them.

"We could all use a day out so why not come here and play. Do you know how to play baseball, Kara?" Tatara asked.

"Well... I watched a few games on tv and I read some of the rules in a book but I wasn't intrested in the game. If it was football that's a whole different story."

"So you like football, huh?"

"Yup, looks kinda fun don't you think?"

"You know how dangerious that sport is, Kara?"

"It's really dangerious, I know. I read in a book about the injuries for playing football."

"Can't we do something else other than playing baseball?"

"Well, how about you guys fight me?" Karasu asked.

"Are you crazy?! We can't fight you!"

"Why not? You guys seem to forget I'm a Beta Strain. I think I can handle a couple of clansmen of the red clan or are you all scared?" Karasu smirked egging them on.

"Your on! I'll fight you!"

'Of course Yata will be the first one. At least he isn't stuttering.' Karasu chuckled, amusement shining in her eyes as she looked at the chestnut haired teen.

"What do you think Mikoto? Should we let them fight?" Mikoto didn't say anything.

"Come on, lion. I need to practice my fighting skills." Karasu said making the man sigh.

"Do what you want."

"But don't mess up the field and I mean it, you two." Izumo warned.

"Okay."

"Alright!" Yata and Karasu stood on either ends of the field waiting for the fight to start.

"Fight!"

*~*

"That's was fun don't you think? We should do that every week." Karasu said with a smile walking in front of everyone else as they walked back to the bar. The guys groaned in pain.

"Suck it up, boys. I'll heal you when we get back to the bar."

"Why don't you heal yourself? Your bleeding."

"Huh? I didn't notice." Karasu said as she looked at her right forearm to see it was still bleeding as the blood ran down her fingertips.

"How can you not notice that?!" Izumo said as he hit her on her head.

"Hey! Watch it!" Karasu growled rubbing her head with her left hand.

"That really hurt." She mumbled. She lifted her injured arm to her mouth as she licked the blood from the wound. The wound started to heal closing the cut leaving no scar on her skin.

"There. It wasn't so bad of a cut.. You and I are going to be fighting soon, Saru. You did really good." She smiled at the blue eyed teen who slightly blushed at the compliment.

"Thanks..." Saruhiko said as he pushed up his glasses. They finally made it back to the bar, once inside the guys fell on the floor or sat on the couches as Karasu got the first aid kit and started tending to the guys injuries.

"Now we know not to get in a fight with Kara." Izumo said to Mikoto as he placed a glass cup of liquor in front of his red haired friend.

"Yeah."

"Are you going to make her a member of HOMRA?"

"Yeah."

"When are you going to do that?"

"Soon."

"I'm sure she'll be happy to hear that."