That night, Haruko walked to her house alone--in too much of a rush to ask for Kidd to come with her or for him to even offer. Haruko kept to herself, still thinking of what had happened earlier on her way to work. What if those jerks are waiting for me tomorrow before work? I can't rely on luck like last time. Maybe if I just tell the cops? No that'll make things worse--
"There you are!"
Haruko turned around and saw the group of boys from earlier, the teen that pinned her, Mark, standing in front of them seeping with rage.
Haruko started running instantly, hearing the clamor of feet following her. CRAP CRAP CRAP! What do I do?! The apartment is a couple blocks away...BUT I CAN'T GO THERE!! If they find out where I live, who knows what will happen?! Damn it I gotta think fast!
Haruko sprinted faster down the street, already panting heavily. She could tell that the gang was gaining on her. Seeing a trash can, she quickly knocked it over, hoping to slow the goons down. A handful fell for the trap and fell down as the rest continued running after her, including Mark. During the day, her entire body was aching. She was forced to ignore to continue preforming. But the pain had increased to a point there was no ignoring it. Finally her legs gave out and she fell to the ground, the side of her head slamming again the side of the pavement.
Haruko yelped in pain and as she looked up to see her attackers, her vision began to blur. Her eyes were unable to focus as it felt she had spun in circles. The last thing she had seen were silhouettes of her attackers hover above her.
....
Haruko bolted up but instantly began to whimper and hiss in pain.
"Easy there, Girly"
Haruko looked over towards the location that the familar voice came from...Kidd.
Haruko instantly relaxed as she stared at her savior.
"Ya shoulda told me some brats were chasin' afta ya." Kidd frowned.
Haruko looked up at him but looked down shamefully, holding her arm. "How did you find me...?" She scarcely asked, afraid to know the answer.
Kidd clicked with his tongue "Bastard didn't have a chance to touch ya."
Haruko sighed with relief "Thank God..." But yet another question floated into her mind "Where am I?"
"M' place... Didn't feel like convincing who ever ran your appartment place not t' call th' cops." He huffed, saying in such away to hint it was not the first time.
She could tell it was a small one story home, with the kitchen connected midway through, the living room being seperated by a counter. Kidd was leaning on the wall beside Haruko, who was laying in the couch, She noted there was a small TV sitting on a small nightstand and a coffee table in front of the couch. By the scuff marks on the coffee table, she could tell that Kidd enjoyed kicking his feet on top of it. On the wall Kidd was leaning agaisnst was a small hallway. The smell of old bear and an iron like smell clung to the air, making Haruko twitch her nose.
She smiled slightly, "seems like a nice place to live." She then slowly began to sit up, hissing slightly as she moved. "Sorry for causing any problems..." It was then she noted that she had a bandage around her head and her neck.
Kidd rolled his eyes and tipped his hat lower to cover his face. "I got things t' do. Ya rest here and stay here." He said as he continued towards the door "Got it?" He said with a slight glare, an unamused frown.
She flinched back and nodded towards him "Okay..." Haruko would have usually argued back but his glare was far too intimidating.
Kidd nodded back and with out saying another word, he walked through the door while having a serious yet distant look in his eyes. With him gone, Haruko was left alone in this small building, utterly confused. It's scary when he's serious...
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Enchantress-Digimon fanfic
FanfictionSo I'm not too good with summaries... Or atleast for this one. The main character is a girl named Haruko that sings on stage in a club/bar. The job is hard with very little upsides other than pay. Though the fact she's constantly harassed isn't appe...