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The youngest monitor’s eyes flicked around to the others, then fixed on Kuro. He smirked, “You think you’re helping by saving her? You’re just giving both of yourselves a shameful reputation.”
“There’s no shame in bringing down someone who fights as dirty as you,” he answered. “Now how much longer are you planning on staying in my sight?”
At this, Kin took a step towards the other two. He knew that his best friend could handle the guy no problem, but he thought the added intimidation wouldn’t hurt—they had better things to do than to waste their time with that guy. Clearly weighing his options, the monitor drew in a deep breath and began to raise his fist, but when Kuro took a step forward to answer this action, the monitor turned and ran after his friends who had already begun to slink away.
Aki dropped down to her knees, breathing as though she hadn’t in ten minutes. Without looking up she said in a very soft, dejected, “Thank you, Kuro. I wouldn’t have won by myself... Are you alright?”
He turned to look at her and crouched down. “Absolutely fine, see?” he smiled and hit his chest lightly. “No problems.”
“Heh,” Kin laughed, knowing that Kuro was trying to play it tough. He walked up behind Kuro and hit him a little harder on the back, causing Kuro to wince in pain and a little more blood to spill out over his lip. “That’s what I thought.”
Aki gasped a little but she didn’t know much about healing or bandages and she knew Kin would have shown more concern if it had been merited. She had her own aches and bruises but she was already so dejected from her poor fight she didn’t want them to think her completely useless and weak so while Kuro wiped his mouth she looked up to Kin and asked, “What was that?”
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