2: Collars and Homra

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"You have a lot of explaining to do" a deep voice breaths in my ear making my spine tingle. Out of the corner of my eye I try to catch a glimpse of who was holding me but with no success, the only thing I could see was metal bracelets that shined in the light, dangling from my attackers wrist. "Well?" the voice growls, the grip on my neck only becoming tighter and tighter with ever second that passed by but I still didn't answer. I didn't know how to answer. The heat on my back starts to grow and the grip on my neck was just getting tighter making it hard to breath. "I...you're hurting me" I whimper, not knowing what else to say or how to say it. The grip on my neck immediately loosens at the sound of my voice and the heat radiating off my starts to fade. Suddenly my feet are back on the ground and no one is holding me by my neck anymore. "Thank you" I whisper and rub the back of my neck before turning around to face my attacker only for my breath to get caught in my throat. It was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He wore a pair of jeans and a tight white shirt that that showed off...well...everything. A chain hung from his belt and a necklace hung down from his neck with a silver pendent on it. He had beautiful amber eyes and fiery red hair that I had never seen before. A burning cigarette was between his lips and his eyes seemed to study me closely making heat rise to my cheeks. I turn my head and look in the other direction, to embarrassed to stare back at the man. Silence filled the room and i could still feel the man's gaze on me making me even more uncomfortable. Suddenly my ears perk up at the sound of clicking against the wooden floors and I turn my head to face the sound. There, standing next to the young man was a little girl. She looked to be about eleven years old and a bit short for her age. She wore red heels and white tights along with a frilly red dress with a small hat to match. Her long white hair reached down to her back and her red eyes looked up at me with curiosity. In one of her hands she held onto the mans jeans and in the other was a bright red marble that she held up top one of their eyes. "you're like me" she says quietly and takes the marble away from her eye before putting it in a small pouch that was tied to the side of her dress. I squat down to match the girls height and tilt my head questionably "you can shape shift too?" I ask excitement filling my voice.

I had never met someone like me before. "Anna is special" a deep voice says and I look up to find the young man still staring at me but he quickly looks away "she has special abilities...same as you" he says clearly uninterested. "Oh...well it's very nice to meet you Anna" I smile and stand back up and look towards the strange man. As if he knew I was looking at him he stares right back, not knowing what else to do I close my eyes and give him my best smile. If only I saw the hint of red that dusted across his cheeks. "I'm Suoh...Mikoto" he says as he discards his old cigarette for a new one and with a snap of his fingers he lights it and then looks up only to give a wide eyed expression. I wouldn't blame him. I stood there quivering like a leaf in front of him. I was standing in front of the 3rd king, the red king, the violent king, Mikoto Suoh. I had only heard rumors about him and his clan called "Homra". They where ruthless, violent, and careless or so I was told but I didn't want to stay and find out if the rumors where true. "H-he didn't tell me he was a clansmen! I'm an idiot!" I growl and clutch my head angrily. I couldn't believe I thought someone actually wanted to help me and here I thought someone actually cared about me. I could feel my nails dig into my palms but I didn't care all that mattered was getting out of here. Then as if he just read my mind Mikoto reached out to grab one of my wrists but I pulled away before he could and bolted towards the door quickly turning into my sleek (h/c) cat form leaving the man behind. The sound of footsteps behind me only urges me to go faster down the stairs and into the room below where people sat and chatted amongst themselves, at least until I came barreling down the stairs. As soon as I reached the bottom I changed into my human form once more only to crash head first into someone, landing on top of them. "Ouch!" I yelp and rub my head in pain as I look down and hiss at the person below me only for my eyes to soften immediately upon seeing the young boy that lay beneath me. He was the one that had caught my interest before with his black cap and the strange board with wheels on it. This time I could see him much more clearly. He had soft looking chestnut brown hair and wide brown eyes. His outfit consisted of a white long sleeved shirt with his sleeves rolled up along with green shorts and a red jacket that was tied around his waist. Both of my hands rested on his chest that was heaving up and down rapidly while his cheeks were flooded with a blush so dark it could be considered a new shade of red. My legs were on either side of his torso and his trembling hands rested on my hips making a blush of my own start to dust across my cheeks but I quickly shake my head, a scowl makes it's way onto my lips and a low growl leaving my mouth.

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