Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 63

"How dare you!" I hissed, my flames erupting from my body as I clenched my fists, "You don't know anything about me!"
"Y-Yuri... calm down, we're supposed to be working with these guys now, remember?" Rikio began.
"Alright. If we're going to work side by side, you need to learn a few things." I began, "One, don't you ever talk down to me like you know me." I walked up to him, the males eyes finally tinted in fear as I grabbed his collar and pulled him down so he was forced to looked me in the eyes, "And don't ever insult Homra!"
He snorted, attempting to be brave, "Make me."
"Yuri no!" Rikio yelled as my fist collided with the blues face, causing him to stagger back - just managing to hold his footing.
"What the fuck!?"
"You asked for it!" I retorted.
"Bitch!" He came at me with his own fist, and I easily ducked, moving my legs into position and grunting as I tossed him over my shoulder.
"Yuri!" This time it wasn't Rikio, and I looked up to see Yata running towards me, Izumo frowned from behind with Anna.
"Misaki-!" I cut myself off as I just manage to dodge a kick.
"We're not done!"
"Enough! Enoshita! How disgraceful!" Seri yelled.
"You okay?" Yata asked as he rested a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah." I said, "I kind of started the fight, so...." I trailed off, feeling slightly ashamed myself, but Yata only smirked.
"I saw you throw that guy over your shoulder, and babe... you are so sexy." I giggled as he snakes his arms around my waist, kissing me hard. My flames immediately dispersed as I let my body press more onto his.
"Yeah they definitely did it." Chitose muttered from behind us, causing Izumo to scold him.
I opened my eyes lightly to see Yata blushing, and smirked, "Hey, now they can't make those dumb virgin jokes anymore."
"I guess, but it's weird having them all know about it."
I giggled, kissing him again, "Ignore them, then."
He finally smiled in return, "Yeah..." And we continued kissing in the middle of the lot, ignoring the rest of the world.