His Sweet Side

4

"You did what?" Misaki's fellow clansmen asked.
"I'm sorry! She backed me in a corner." Misaki replied.
"Wait...who is she again?" Misaki's best friend, Rikio, asked.
"You met her yesterday!" Misaki said, exasperated.
"Oh yeah...she's fucking hot." The men snorted as Rikio uttered those words.
"What the hell did you just say?" Misaki's face reddened with anger.
"What? She really hot...just admit it." Rikio smirked as Misaki's ears turned a slight pink.
"N...No! She's the ugliest bitch I've ever seen!" Misaki retorted.
"That was a bit harsh, don't ya think?" Izumo said, wiping a shot class with a rag.
"Shut it Kusanagi!" Misaki narrowed his eyes at the blonde bartender. Misaki's phone rang. Glancing at the caller I.D, he answered it.
"Yata speaking." He said while walking out of the room.
"I just got finished with that damn test early, want to pick me up?" Kayla's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Be there in a few." He ended the call and walked into the main room.
"Okay, I'll be back and prove she's not hot at all!" Misaki ran out the door.
"Please don't tell me you're going to pick her up on your skateboard." Izumo said with a distasteful tone.
"She can deal." Misaki replied and grabbed his faithful skateboard.

. . . . . .

Kayla started to walk to the opposite side of the street when a few men stumbled out of the bar next to the meeting spot.

"Hey bay~bee!" A man said drunkenly. She raised an eyebrow and looked at her watch, tapping her foot anxiously. She couldn't leave, or she might miss him.

"Come on..." She muttered.

"Don't need to be shy little lady! *Hic* Are you waiting for your boyfriend?" Another asked. Choosing not to answer, she checked her watch again.

"You know...it's rude to not answer someone. I think me and my buddy will punish you." The first man's breath reeked of beer as it tickled her neck. She whirled around and punched his face.

"It's 'my buddy and I' you idiots!" She snapped as the two men ran away, the first holding his bleeding nose. She shivered and closed her eyes as they left, she was almost...no she can't think like that. The point was that she wasn't touched and she's okay. When her breathing was controlled she opened her chocolate colored eyes and saw a dumbstruck Misaki.

"Hey you!" She smiled weakly, still getting over everything that happened.

"After you punched that motherfucker, you dissed him by...correcting his grammar?" He was thoroughly confused.

"Yeah...what about it? Grammar is important at times..it makes you sound educated." She pointed out.

"and a snobby bitch." Misaki grumbled.

"Hmmm?" She tilted her head slightly.

"Nothing." He led her to his skateboard.

"How are we supposed to go with just one?" She asked.

"You get on my back...duh." He said with a serious face.

"You must be joking." She prayed that he was but his face read. 'Bitch I'm 100% serious. Get on my fucking back or I'm gonna leave you.' Her face turned a slight pink as she hopped onto his back. He grunted.

"How many pounds did you gain? Jesus you're heavy as fuck!" He said, voice strained.

"You don't say that to girls you fucking rude piece of shit!" She hissed, hitting his head.

"The hell was that for?" He yelled at her.

"You called me fucking fat!" She snapped.

"No, I said you gained pounds." He said.

"That's the same fucking thing dumbass!" She retorted.

"Pfft...whatever." He growled and they started on their journey to the infamous red clan.