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Post by Kate on May 20, 2007 23:50:07 GMT -8
It was a little bit after school...Kate had had a "meeting" with a teacher. Then normal talking about grades and such, but honestly it was time to work on them a little bit. It wasn't as if she scared the teachers here...even the normal ones.
Her long blonde hair was loose and down about her shoulders in layered locks. Her bright green eyes were slightly showing over lowered black sunglasses. Her torso was.... covered...in a black leather jacket which matched the black leather pants she was wearing. Everything was skin tight, how she actually preferred her clothing now. Her jacket was zipped down to the middle of her clevage...showing the edges of a crescent moon with high detail tattooed in there. It was incomplete...but that didn't really matter.
Her high boots struck the hallway but stopped. Hiroko's classroom. She hadn't seen him...in quiet awhile. What had happened to him? She scoffed slightly, why think on it?
"It's not like Hiroko ever cared anyway, jackass."
She shrugged her leathered shoulders and smirked to herself. Men.
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 0:13:47 GMT -8
Kate stopped once again, the carefree moment she had gone. The blonde stopped and stared before one hand moved up to pull her sunglasses fully off.
"Hiroko??"
It was just a little odd to be seeing him like...his old self. Brought back memories honestly... Her bright green eyes were wide. He was so different than he had been...last time. Where had the blonde hair gone?!?! Figured. Kate was still shocked, at least for a moment. Then it was replaced with a smirk.
"Still beating up weaker kids?"
Sure, she could tell a difference about him. The look on his face for starters. Kate had never seen that look on his face. Plenty of other looks though. She arched an eyebrow at him, waiting for some kind of response.
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 0:37:21 GMT -8
A slight little chuckle. Only the littlest one. Hiroko always had fun talking about people like that. Truthful though. She merely smiled at him, none of innocent or sweet.
"Cute little submissive girl? I decided I'm done getting fucked with by over ego-ed jackasses. I seem to run into a lot of them."
Still smirking, those glossed lips curled ever so slightly. She pulled her sunglasses off, slipping them onto the collar of her jacket. Those bright eyes weren't dancing, or twinkling. Nope, the last man who had fucked with her mentally was standing right before her. The straw that broke the camel's fucking back.
"You're the same as ever."
Suggestion, he was a jackass. And in her books...he damned well was. He had left her, and frankly... Vale had snapped her out of it...but still... she was done taking shit from people...trying to make them happy. Trying to see them smile. The only person who mattered to her was Vale at the moment. His smiles meant the world...he was her best friend.
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 0:55:42 GMT -8
Touching her...he was touching her again...and Kate wasn't going to stand for that. She had been raising her hand to slap his away when he clamped down and lifted. Weak? Well, maybe her body was weak compare to his... but fuck if her will was. Her eyes were locked onto his and that smirk never left despite the rising need to get back on the ground. In fact, there was just a slight look of insanity in her. The only thing she was thinking about was that he was touching her, and she didn't want that.
"You think I give a fuck about what you want?"
Kate didn't. At all, not anymore. Before...she would have maybe even sold her soul for him. Not anymore...he could desire her if he wished. She couldn't stop that! But she would sell her body before going back to him. Hell, she'd go sleep with Karel again before him... at least that was what she was thinking. Funny, how many times had she fallen for Hiroko? Would it be the same song and dance with a different beat?
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 1:04:45 GMT -8
Bad ass? Is that what you called this? She hadn't noticed at all. Kate was still glaring, her eyes fueled by something else entirely. Damn Hiroko, he was pissing her off.
"Get...the...fuck...off me jackass!"
She swung a leg up, pressing her knee into his groin harshly. Hell, the way Kate was now, she'd go for the cheap shots and not give a damn. A win was a fucking win. She pushed, hoping he'd let up a bit. His breath was on her neck and Kate didn't like that. It brought back memories... good times for her to remember.
One thing on top of it all...her skin was beginning to hurt with holding her against the wall, pressed close. She had just gotten the detail work done yesterday. Only a fucking fourth of it... and it still hurt like a bitch!!! A growl escaped her glossed lips. Damn Hiroko.
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 1:19:24 GMT -8
Her breath escaped her the moment his teeth sunk in. There was no stopping that...or the fact that her pale skin bruised very easily. There would be a nice, dark purple bruise there...and it'd be sore as hell when he was done. Fucker.
"Go burn in hell Hiroko."
Never give up, never surrender! Witty remarks to the very bloody end! Her hands would shoot up to grab his shoulders and try to push him off. It wouldn't work, Kate knew that...but it was trying. She would always try to the damned bitter end. But damned did it feel good. Kate was a bit of a rough girl... ever since...Jester. Soft and gentle was nice...but it only got you so far. She was past that, waaayyyy past that.
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 1:32:27 GMT -8
She wouldn't give up, even if he damn well did love it. It didn't matter to her, Kate just didn't want to give up. AND HE WAS PULLING HER HAIR?!?! She growled out curses calling him nasty things as her mind raced. What the hell could she do?!?!?
"Mother fucker..."
He was huge...and strong. There wasn't much the blonde could do about it, pressed up against a wall that wouldn't last two seconds against him if he felt like punching at it. The pale girl growled, knowing he was marking up her neck. Her hands moved, going for his neck, nails digging into whatever flesh she could find. At least she had some decent nails to do that with!
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 1:46:33 GMT -8
This fucker was going to burn in hell after she put him there. The only question was, how could she get out of going to hell after killing him?!?! Repenting? Maybe... the only reason that came to mind was after she killed him, she never wanted to see him again. Even in hell.
Another growl escaped Kate as she stopped trying to think and just began to struggle. Wildly trying to somehow slip out of being pinned next to the wall. And she didn't give a damn if her hair was tugged on more...or harder... had this been a different situation... she would have loved it...but for now... Kate was just as pissed off as she could get. Fun!
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 2:03:05 GMT -8
Okay, that hurt! That hurt like hell! No one had dragged her around by her hair like that! And to hell with people thinking she'd stand for that!
"No fucking way in hell!!!"
Kate got her feet under her, almost jogging back wards to keep up with him. Her hair hurt like hell, and at this rate he was going to rip it out! But it wasn't like she hadn't had short hair before right?
The blonde turned her head to look at his back for a second. If only she could...you know there was a really funny thing about having favorite pieces of jewelry. Even if mother fuckers like this insane bastard gave it to you. The wolf's fang, just hanging there sharp as ever around her neck. Her finger wrenched it off, and Kate attempted to slam it into the back of the hand dragging her. Maybe he'd let go....that would be best. Then she'd work on doing as much damage as possible!
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Post by Kate on May 21, 2007 7:55:38 GMT -8
His foot landed, right where the detail work had been done the day before. Pain coursed through her body, and not the type that she liked. Not at all.
"Ah! Fuck!"
Kate winced, pinned there on the ground. Shit, that hurt like hell!!! Of course he wouldn't have known, but why the hell would he have cared?!?! She had said he wouldn't have cared, and Kate had been damned right. What the fuck was wrong with him? The blonde just lie there, gasping for breath for a moment. It hurt to damned much.
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Post by Kate on May 22, 2007 12:47:22 GMT -8
He kept pulling her hair and that hurt...but not as much as her chest did at the moment. A slight little noise of pain, air hissing between her teeth.
Why was this happening? What the hell was wrong with Hiroko?!?! He was different... so different...but she had seen so many sides of him. Maybe this was just another side of him?
"BASTARD!"
Never give up, never give in. Don't ever let them break your will, because that's when you won't stop losing.
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Post by Kate on May 23, 2007 0:25:11 GMT -8
She slid across the floor and heard the door click shut behind him. What the hell? Where were they? A quick glance around confirmed a smaller area with a teacher sized desk and no smaller ones. His office. Just lovely.
Kate slowly stood to her feet, bright green eyes still glaring death at Hiroko. The pale young lady straighted her jacket and hair before setting her shoulders level.
"Nothing. You better damn well do nothing Hiroko, because I don't care if your bigger or stronger... I'll hurt you, some way, some how."
With that she walked toward him, toward the door. She'd want pass him, and through the door. If he wouldn't move Kate would just try to make him move. Punch to the face might do it.... to some one normal... maybe not Hiroko, but she'd try.
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Post by Kate on May 23, 2007 0:45:23 GMT -8
Fucker...damn men. What didn't they get? She had been about to scream at him to get out of the way when that fist came at her. It was odd, weird really... shouldn't Hiroko be faster than that?!? Her right hand shot out to block the shot, slamming down on his fist open palmed to keep it down.
Her bright green eyes grew wide. That shouldn't be possible. It just...shouldn't be. At all...ever! She just stood there, staring at the entire situation for a moment... before twisting her body to kick Hiroko in the groin. Kate was going for hopeful serious damage. No little Hiroko's running around, ever. That'd be too scary.
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Post by Kate on May 23, 2007 1:06:53 GMT -8
Dragons? Dragons... nope, Kate hadn't been apart of any of that in 552. Blissfully unaware apparently. Same little ole Katey then. She automatically took a step back, bringing her arms up to block the next punch. Hands clenched into fists and she took the hit on her forearms, mouth twitching just slightly. Bruises, so many bruises she'd have. There would be no covering them up this time around.
"Well then, I guess this is the best time to kick your ass. Least til I get stronger," there was a slight little smirk on her lips, just ever so slight once again," But when I am I'll kick your ass again and make you kiss my shoes."
Kate pivoted right and took a step in. She swung at his face in the close space, hoping to hit. The blonde always had a thing for hitting a foe in the face. She was rusty... and hadn't really fought in a long time. Funny how things could get right?
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Post by Kate on May 23, 2007 1:22:38 GMT -8
Would there ever be that one day where everything went like it was suppose to? Hell no. It would never come. Her hand hurt like hell, but nothing broke...it wouldn't be the first time those bones had been broken. Hell, her entire right arm had been in pieces for awhile junior year. If there was one thing Kate could do, it was take a beating and still spout sarcastic remarks.
"Fucker."
Kate took the blow to her side. What had that been about bruises? Yeah well, her entire body would be black and blue at this rate. Damned fucker indeed. She tried to push him back wards, to slam him into the door or something. Hiroko's mass would break it down...maybe. Kate twisted slightly, so her shoulder would hit his torso as she rammed forward. She really wasn't thinking.
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