~Free Spirit, Captive Heart~(1x1)~Cannibalistically Filled~

[heckal2]

"Then get the hell out of there you lazy cat!" He said and started laughing. "Laying there isn't going to make you any better!"  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather growled. "I'm not a cat! I'm an inu!!" she said angrily as she got up and opened the door.  

[heckal2]

Kito was laughing until she opened the door. Right when she did that he grabbed her and chucked her down the hall. "Wow bad reaction there," he said trying to hold in a laugh.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather hit the wall, but she did it in such a way that she launched herself off of it back at him, snarling angrily. She hated sneak attacks . . . at least . . . she hated them when they were used against her.  

[heckal2]

She was being to beast like. Nothing but lunging at him. He grabbed an arm and swung her face first at the floor. What makes this sad is he can't even fight to the full extent without the fear of killing her.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather did a face plant right into the floor. She quickly got up, snarling angrily at the other, flexing her claws. However, she didn't want to attack him only to get thrown again, so she stayed where she was, deciding that she wouldn't be the one to make the next move . . .  

[heckal2]

Kito grinned from her quick learning. "Here Kitty Kitty," he teased standing there. A few moments ticked by before Kito swung a kick at her. He was almost doing the splits sense it was in the small hallway.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather growled, not enjoying being called a cat when she was more similar to a dog. So when he kicked, she ducked under his leg and used that moment to send a swift kick right to the male weak point between his legs.  

[heckal2]

Kito took the hit and fell back a bit holding the spot. "Ow....that wasn't nice," he grunted out as he stood straight again. "What? You think that's the first time I got hit there? You and your sister love to fight dirty." A grin spread on his face. It still hurt like hell but he can fight against curling in a ball and crying in pain. Kito kicked his shoe off and at her as a distracting and with the other leg kicked at the side of her knee cap, aiming to dislocate.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather blinked as she easily dodged the shoe before barely seeing and jumping over his kick. As it happened, she didn't even clear Kito's kick and got hit in the shin, her balance thrown off and she fell to the floor. However, she got right back up, though she was slightly favoring that leg now since she could feel a bruise forming. Still . . . she was determined to continue fighting. "******** s**t . . ." she muttered, letting out her frustration through swears. She felt the force of that kick and she wasn't even sure that it was just a bruise that she had been dealt . . . if that had hit her knee . . . "********." she growled, angry with herself for being distracted.  

[heckal2]

"Word of advice. Never get easily distracted by the little things like that. In my line of work it will get you killed. Especially if you want me to fight at full force. You would die if I was," he said without any expression. He was being completely serious. He didn't want her to die. Only because he promised Sara he would protect her.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather nodded, glaring at Kito. She wouldn't get distracted again. She wouldn't allow herself to get distracted again.  

[heckal2]

"Good. Now lets see if its stuck in your head," he said kicking his other shoe at her. This time he just charged at her. He had his shirt off before he was too close. There was a reason that he wasn't going to let on.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Heather batted the shoe away before doing a bit of a leapfrog move over Kito, digging her claws into his skin and as she landed, her leg gave out from under her and so her slash, which she had meant to be a shallow wound, slipped to his lower back, going deeper than she meant for it to as she fell forwards.  

[heckal2]

Kito grunted in pain but hopped forward and spun with his shirt. In a short second he had her hands tied. Blood was dripping from her claws and soaking parts of his shirt. "Ow. That was nice but you don't stay in after the hit. You may get caught," he said holding her arms in the shirt. A grin spread on his face as blood dripped to the floor from his back. A few maids, he didn't see watch, gasped from the sight.