The Hunter and The Hunted (chapter 2)

(from my Wattpad and FanFiction account)

 He whistled admiringly. Takuya was impressed with the way the girl had handled his biggest guy. He had heard that this girl had a bit of a reputation for taking on guys over twice her size and she lived up to that. If he was being honest with himself, when he first got wind of a girl taking on another one of his guys, he thought it was a fluke. He thought one of his guys fucked up on a mission and tried to blame it on some tiny slip of a girl. When he got a second report of another one of his guys getting his ass kicked, he figured he would look into it. He never thought that Adachi Sakura would be the girl whom he had kissed one night after a botched mission.

'They weren't lying.' He thought to himself.

Adachi Sakura was an interesting girl to say the least. She was very petite. No more than five-foot-two at most, he figured, and had the most interesting hair. Most girls he knew of had normal hair color (i.e. brown, black) but this one had silvery, lavender hair and her eyes were a stunning amethyst. The way she looked at him amused him. A mixture of fear and defiance danced in them. Takuya smirked. He found his next victim. She was perfect.

"What they say about you is true." He said to her.

Sakura stopped. She eyed him very carefully but didn't let her guard down. Takuya could tell that she was a seasoned fighter and took her opponents seriously. He appraised her slowly and was quite pleased with her appearance. She had a sweet look that hid the warrior within and he couldn't help but let his eyes linger upon her bosom. It would be an absolute shame that he couldn't have some fun with her. Hm. Perhaps he still could. After all, he had others who could take the fall for him.

"Eyes up, bastard."

"That must be your favorite word." Takuya replied.

Sakura didn't really care whom she insulted, despite the numerous men that now appeared behind their leader. She had been in worse situations than this. She just couldn't stand the way he looked at her like she was some kind of trophy girl. Sure, as a Sailor Scout, she got that look from her male opponents all the time because her outfit was just so revealing but there was something about Ikeda Takuya that just pissed her off.

He smirked, amused at her anger, pissing Sakura off even more. How she wished she could transform into her superhero persona and just wipe that smirk off of his face with her scythe. THAT would be MOST satisfying indeed. Her power stick was hot against her hip. Her need to reach out for it and transform just grated at her but Ikeda Takuya and his men were by no means above blackmail.

"What do you want?" She finally asked.

"I've always wondered who bested my guys in a fight." He said, looking down at his fallen man. "I always thought it was a fluke."

Takuya nudged the fallen man with his foot, making him get up, before returning his attention to the petite female in front of him. The fire in her eyes burned brightly. Most women he had encountered broke easily or fell for his charms easily. Taming this one before breaking her would be a challenge and he did so enjoy a good challenge.

"You might not have realized it, but you took on another one of my guys in town and proceeded to bloody him up."

Sakura looked to where Takuya pointed and immediately recognized him. Of course, how could she have missed it? He had the same dark colors on the day she beat him in that fight. She huffed. He had made a pass at her that day and she would have let that one go if he hadn't grabbed her butt. She grinned when she saw the guy rub his wrist. She broke it and she would gladly do it again.

"The asshole deserved it for groping me."

Takuya's eyes darkened.

"I see."

Sakura didn't like the way his eyes darkened. It was a good indicator of his anger but why would he be angry with one of his own guys? He couldn't possibly be angry with the guy that groped her. He didn't even know her! To make matters worse, Takuya went over to the offender and re-broke his wrist, making him scream.

"What the fuck?"

Stormy gray eyes turned back to her. She knew she was getting a glimpse of his true nature and it frightened her. Who knew what he and his guys could do to her if she stuck around much longer? She didn't really want to find out. She was scared of the fact that he knew her name and it sickened her that he could probably dig up more info on her...and on her friends.

Takuya gave her a feral grin, sensing her fear, before approaching her. He already made up his mind to let her go but not without reminding her of what he was capable of. She took a step backward on instinct but he caught her by her shoulders and pulled her against him. His next words sent shivers down her spine...