A Fun Day [Heero Villenn]

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It was only a few days ago where Hikari joined Luna Soul. She had been moving her possessions from her hostel to the guild. Since she became exhausted from all the moving, she decided that she'd go to a club to relax and rock the world. Hikari smirked and proceeded along the way to the club. She was in a cool attire; with grey tight undershirt and a black overcoat, along with a miniskirt. Hikari looked around to see all those prostitutes and drug dealers. She shook her head, realizing that this is not a safe world. On her way, she wondered whether she'll be able to go into the club since she's underage.

As she reached the bar, she glanced around to check if anyone noticed her and without hesitation, she quickly slipped into the club. Hikari sighed in relief and approached the bar. She sat on one of the chairs and rested her chin on her palm. "A bottle of whiskey, please," ordered Hikari, as the bartender came across her, who just smiled and nodded. The bartender placed the whiskey in front of her. She grabbed it and took a huge gulp. Shoot! What the? What the heck is this?! I never thought that this would be so bitter, Her inner goddess yelling inside her. To be honest, she was just putting up a cool act as the experienced lady. Plus, it was the ever first time she had drunk that liquid and she never go to clubs.

Hikari frowned, staring at her bottle, when suddenly some guy came and sat beside her. "Hey. Wanna dance together? asked the guy, raising an eyebrow at her. "Err ... No, thank you," Hikari turned away, feeling a little scared of the stranger. People like that guy give creeps to her. Even after a few minutes, the stranger wouldn't stop talking to her. Lawd. He should stop talking. He's getting on my nerves, Hikari frowned. Suddenly, the guy ran his hand up her thighs. Hikari clenched her fists. Now, she's very very very, EXTREMELY pissed. She grabbed the bottle of whiskey and swing it in his direction. He dodged the attack and the bottle hit the other person beside that annoying guy with a loud crash.

Heero walked into the bar and looked around. Why was the neighborhoods favorite lovable devil at the bar? It wasn’t for a drink or a good time. Villenn didn’t drink it made him crap his pants which was not pleasant. Also if he wanted to have an illegal, under aged drink he had some real good stuff back at the guildhall. This visit was business. Victor was nowhere to be found.

Again.

Heero let out a sigh as everyone took a quick glance at Heero knowing who he was. The members of Luna Soul were all pretty well known at least in Silverust. Anywhere outside the city however and the only name that was known was their guild masters name, the spellmaster, Victor Cross. The very idea that that guy was a legend wasn’t hard to believe if you’ve ever fought him but from first impressions you would think someone was playing a really bad joke on you a majority of the time.

Heero let out a sigh as he walked up to the bar. The two next to him were a little annoying but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary in Silverust. “Oi, Barkeep,” Heero called out to the bartender. “He hasn’t been here in the past few days,” the bartender replied without even facing Heero. “Thank you!” Heero finished as he turned around to go only to feel a hard object smash him in the face and shatter. The glass shards of what had hit him in the face scratched and cut into his skin a little and he just stood there with cuts over his face and drenched in alcohol. The alcohol ran over his cuts and burned intensely.

Heero looked over as blue flames cloaked his body. The alcohol created a bit of a surge making his flames look bigger for a moment and more pissed off than usual especially the fire horns coming out of his head. The guy immediately knew what was up and bolted before Heero even got a look at him as he glared down the woman sitting there with a broken bottle in her hand.

Hikari froze. She sat there, holding a broken bottle in her hand. The room filled with silence suddenly and all of the eyes in the club was on them. She had hit a person, unintentionally in the face. She really didn't mean to do it. It was an accident! It was because of that freaking annoying guy!, Her inner self yelling inside her. Hikari blinked several times. She stared at the guy who was burning in blue flames from anger, his face filled with cuts which was caused by the broken pieces of the glass bottle and his body soaked from all the whiskey.

Hikari was so scared she couldn't do anything. It was apparently her fault. I bet he's so angry at me to the extent of killing me, Hikari thought as she shook of her fears and rushed beside him. "Err ... I'm so sorry. I-I really didn't mean to do it. It was ... uhh- ... an ... ermm- ... an accident," Hikari stuttered.

She blinked her eyes again and stared at the guy in front of her. She could see the cuts clearly with blood dripping down his face. It was a huge mistake. She shouldn't have come to this place. Hikari grabbed a tissue nearby and handed it to him. "I'll help you wipe the alcohol off of you, if you don't mind," Hikari mumbled which was almost barely able to hear. She didn't even wait for him to answer back to her. She took some more tissues and wiped his face and head gently so as not to hurt him from the cuts and removed some broken bits of the bottle on his head. After helping him cleaning up, she turned away from him and looked down at her hands. She just felt so sorry for him.

An accident? Regardless of if it was an accident Heero was clearly pissed and this was not the city you wanted to piss people off in. Depending on who you pissed off it was either a trip to the hospital or a trip to the morgue assuming they got their well deserved pay-back. Heero would be the former of the two which still wasn’t enjoyable.

Heero turned a little ready to punch the woman but was cut short as something went passed the backs of both of his hands and across his cheeks as small cuts appeared on each shot. They were small and completely harmless but they were still precision cuts. Heero’s face went from enraged to a face that was terrified but knew exactly why he was terrified. Four cooking knives were impaled into the wall behind Heero as his head turn a few inches from the woman to the bartender behind her who was glaring back at Heero while cleaning a mug with a rag. Heero didn’t even try to talk smack to the bartender who was one of the scariest people in the city if you made him angry and causing trouble in his bar was an easy way to do that, especially if one attack could destroy his bar. Heero’s flames quickly died down as he slowly walked out of the bar.

Hikari stared astonishly at the guy who was about to smack the hell out of her. She shut her eyes tightly, her arms over her head and waited for the hit. Swish! Something passed from in front of her. She opened an eye and peeked to see the guy's terrified face and the four knives thrown by the bartender at the wall behind them. The guy didn't even say a word after that and walked out of ther bar. Hikari took a glance at the bartender who looked so scary and cautious.

She mumbled the words softly, thank you, at the bartender. Without his help, she'd probably be dead by then. She felt the urge to get out of the place quickly. With her head down, Hikari scurried out of the bar. There, she noticed the guy she hit, who was walking away silently. She was staring at the guy's back for a few seconds before deciding that she'd follow him since she had no idea where to go. Plus, she doesn't completely know the ways of the city, except for the bar and her guild. Her head slumped down, she followed behind the guy quitely, wondering where he was going.