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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A large crowd of people had suddenly appeared, encircling her and the teenager. Kelly gave a quiet groan, it was just one problem after another, all she wanted was to get to the market, then get to work.

She took a look around and saw that the people round her were kids; they had to be younger than her as she was only twenty two,

'G-guys!' the boy on the floor cried out, his eyes brimming with tears of happiness

So, they're friends of his huh? Kelly took out a cigarette from her coat pocket, lighting it and took a long drag on it before blowing out the grey smoke into the air. She stood there, still as a statue, cigarette in mouth, hands in her pockets, knowing that any sudden moves on her part will cause a storm. She could feel the murderous stares from the ring of juveniles, all wielding various weapons such as baseball bats, crowbars, knifes and lead pipes. Definitely must not cause a storm. There was no debate that Kelly was a trained, and highly skilled fighter, able to fight in the worst of situations but without her favourite weapons at hand, there was no way she would be able to fight her way out. They had weapons and numbers on their side, not to mention they would fight dirty too. So she kept her cool, and waited to see what happened next.

She heard footsteps approaching her and the boy with the tattoo; it was a girl, a girl with an eye patch, a badly scarred girl with an eye patch. Kelly sure as hell was seeing a lot of culture shocks today. As the girl got closer, Kelly could smell the intense scent of gunpowder from her, the girl was a bomb maker, a bad one at that as Kelly's eyes lingered on the burns that marred the girl's skin. The girl gave Kelly a glare of immense hatred, her glasses shining eerily in the dark alleyway.

'Jacuzzi ya okay?' her voice sweet and soft, kneeling in front of the young lad.

'Y-yeah I am, thanks for coming' a slight blush on his cheeks.

'Wow she really did a number on you huh?'

Both Kelly and Jacuzzi had the same confused look, and were sharing the same thoughts, She?

Kelly felt the air change when someone powerful stood behind her; she peered over her shoulder, eyes slowly making their up over a giant body, his eyes shining dangerously. This was not good. Kelly had to make things clear,

'Look kid, I think you've reached some sorta misunderstanding over here' her eyes still examining the young man in a wrestler's body behind her.

'~Oh, I don't think I have~' Nice said in a sing song voice.

'Ni-Nice wait, you got it all wrong-'Jacuzzi started coughing up blood, shit! he was really injured but he needed to get the situation straight but it was too late. Nice nodded, and Donny lifted his colossal arm, and swung it down hard and fast, aiming for Kelly.

It was too late avoid the attack; she had no choice but to take it, discarding her coat she twirled round. Donny was distracted by the black cloth that flew into the air giving Kelly time to brace herself against the impact, by shifting her legs apart, knees slightly bent and arms poised ready to catch. Just in time when Donny's arm struck her, causing a shockwave of wind and dust.

Jacuzzi and Nice squinted against the mini sandstorm, and while the dust was settling Jacuzzi closed his eyes feeling terrible that the lady would now be a human pancake. The lady had risked her life to save him, tears starting streaming down his face and he wanted to throw up when he heard Nice's voice, filled with bewilderment and a hint of fear.

'I-I-I don't believe it' she said in a hushed voice, her single eye open in surprise.

Jacuzzi opened his eyes and was once again stunned by an unbelievable sight, the lady had stopped Donny's fist with just her bare arms. Which was truly something as Donny was the strongest member in Jacuzzi's gang. There's no way she's human!

Fuck! I can't hold up against for this much longer! A bead of sweat trickled down Kelly's cheek; she blocked the fist, but she suffered loss of feeling in both her arms from taking the brunt of the force. Her body was screaming for relief, wanting the pain to stop. Her legs were shaking under the pressure of withstanding the collision; it wasn't long before she collapsed onto one knee. Aw hell no, I ain't fainting here! She had bitten her cigarette so hard she could taste the tar and tobacco, she spat it out and gritted her teeth and pushed up against the arm with a fiery determination. Slowly but surely bringing herself to standing position, a small smirk on her face.

'Heh!...you ain't…that big of a person…' Shit! I'm blacking out! I'm gonna pass out at this rate!

'D-Donny let her go! She's a good person!' Jacuzzi screamed, he wasn't going to let his friends do something awful. I didn't think she was a maid. A maid can fight like this?

Kelly was grateful for the boy finally stepping up and telling it how it is. Donny withdrew his arm, speechless that someone like this woman stopped him. Kelly stood there, slightly hunched over, her breathing shallow and shaky. Dark circles appearing under her eyes from the stress her body had been put through, how she wished she could sit down but her pride would never allow her to look so pathetic in front of a crowd this big. She took a deep shuddering breath, and reached into her pocket, standing straight on legs that felt like jelly. She lit the cigarette, ignoring her shaking hands, and relished on the calming toxins that spread throughout her body. For the first time in years she dreaded working in the kitchen, cooking puts quite a toll on the body which Kelly was used to but after today, her exhausted body wouldn't be able to keep it together. She groaned, she really messed up.

'L-listen guys! She saved my life from the real guys that beat me up!' addressing the crowd who were stunned into silence, their weapons had at some point been dropped to the floor, all eyes on the cook, shining in pure awe.

Now that he mentions it, where did they go? Only one guy ran away so they should be unconscious somewhere. Kelly looked around, wiping sweat off her forehead on the back of her sleeve, still breathing heavily, the pain still there but bearable. She couldn't see them as she bent down, wincing as she picked her coat of the floor, dusting it down and swung it over her shoulder, but she thought nothing of it.

'Yo, is it alright if I go now? I got to get to work now, oh but I need spices so I'll be heading in that direction' and she starting walking, coat slung over her shoulder, hands in her pockets.

'Um-yeah sure, ah wait!' Jacuzzi struggled to get up, leaning on Nice, he called to the cook's back.

She looked back, narrowing her eyes, 'Um thanks and I'm sorry' he wasn't so scared of those piercing blue eyes, and somehow he found them comforting in a way.

'Yeah well its nothing,' she tossed over her shoulder and carried on her way.

'Take care of yerself kid, not many people have the balls to help ya when you got enemies like them' giving a wave over her shoulder, not looking back. Jacuzzi thought the lady was too cool, and he was disappointed to let her go without catching her name. Well there were ways to find people in this city and the woman shouldn't be too difficult to find. But first he needed a trip the hospital.

Kelly emerged out of the alleyway, and turned right, she eventually slowed to a stop and placing her back to the wall. She slid down to the floor, all her strength gone. She looked up at the sky, cigarette dangling in her mouth, the smoke surrounding her in white swirls. While waiting for her body to recharge she was thinking that she had to hide this from the Gandors. They wouldn't be happy that she had started something outside the family, on turf that wasn't theirs.

Her view of the blue sky was blocked when an old Asian lady who stood in front of her, holding out a brown paper bag, Kelly recognised it, knowing that there were spices in there. She smiled weakly.

'Heh, you're a lifesaver Oba-san' Japanese words rolling off her tongue in an American accent.

'Ara, what happened to you? You look terrible. I keep telling you to be careful!'

'Hai, hai' shrugging the concern off with a wave of her hand, she slowly stood up, giving the old woman cash before heading off to work.

Meanwhile back in Little Italy, where the Gandors lived, a telephone rang, echoing through their base. Luck answered it,

'Luck Gandor speaking'

'Hello Sir! We have some new information regarding the person you requested'

'Ah, I see. And here I was thinking she was being a good girl. Alright lay it on me'

Later that day, in the evening after the Gandors had their dinner, Kelly was left in the dining room with Luck. She was clearing the table, and wiping it down, suspicious why Luck hadn't left yet.

'Kelly' Luck finally broke the silence that was between them.

'Hmm?' Kelly concentrated on cleaning the table, her eyebrows furrowed in pain at every movement. Her body was fine once she rested on her breaks but after a day of running about cooking, serving and waiting, her body had tired itself, and with the added stress from the events earlier, her body was on the verge of shutting down.

'Anything interesting you wanna tell me about today?' leaning beside the cook, observing her from the corner of his eyes, looking for any signs of a reaction.

Kelly lifted her head a bit, but continued cleaning. Does he know? He shouldn't know, but then again they would follow me.

'Nah boss, nothing happened' she said calmly

'Really?' his voice filled with amusement.

Kelly stopped cleaning and faced Luck, an eyebrow arching in annoyance,

'Boss? If ya got something to say then spit it out. I ain't the type who waits for people to beat around the bush' her arms crossed, waiting.

'Oh? Fine then, word on the street is that you saved Jacuzzi Splot, is he your boyfriend? A bit young isn't he?' a mischievous grin on Luck's face, but his brain wasn't sure why he was saying all this. He was angry but unsure what he was angry about.

Kelly threw the cloth to the side, and took a step towards Luck, her eyes like ice blue daggers.

'What the hell are ya on about Boss?' her words were causal, but her voice was cold.

Luck merely smiled, he could see the faint dark circles under her blue eyes, dark hair fell in tendrils around her face, while thick bangs fell in her eyes, and her whole posture radiated tiredness. But she still looked beautiful.

'I guess you didn't know but you attacked a man call Dallas Genoard and his cronies'

'Who?' she didn't even have the strength to be angry anymore.

'You beat them so brutally, I figured you were sleeping with them brats or something?' his feelings were complex and confusing, he liked the cook but felt betrayed that the girl was lying to him, he knew that he was making a big deal out of nothing but he couldn't stop his actions.

With the last of her strength she leaped at Luck, her fist ready to strike, her blue eyes smouldering with fire, which immediately extinguished when Luck grabbed her wrist, surprising the girl and threw her on the table. He leaned over the cook, staring down at her, who still managed to vehemently glare back.

'See? You protected him with abundant strength and exhausted your own body. Even I can take you down now, you've become so vulnerable' his voice was soft, still holding her wrist before he realised that he was between the cook's leg, and he feels a twitch down there.

Kelly's glare faltered, she was in the wrong she shouldn't have attacked him,

'Sorry Boss, but let me exp-' she stopped in mid-sentence when Luck gave a soft kiss to her temple, before nuzzling into her neck, inhaling the smell of smoke, sweat and spices and something else that was surprisingly sweet.

Her eyes widen in surprise, and an uncharacteristic shrill voice came out of Kelly.

'Oi Boss, what are you doin?' she struggled, but Luck was stronger than her in her fatigued state.

He let off her wrists, reaching to grab one of her breasts, massaging it through her layer of clothes; his other hands slowly grabbed a string of her red bow tie, untwining it slowly.

'So vulnerable like a doll face ought to be' he whispered into her ear, a tongue snaking along the tip of it, and with that sentence chains of a dark memory shattered open.

'Weak! That's what's lovely about girls'

Kelly gripped Luck's shoulders, trying to push him off.

'Your body was made for fucking! Ya should be proud you have a killer body!'

'Luck! You have to stop right now!' Kelly was begging now, but Luck wasn't listening.

She hated being weak, she hated the fact she was born a girl, why did the sun look down on her like that? Why did this happen? She had to get stronger. Stronger so no man will ever touch her again.

'You..will regret this!' her last warning, as her mind was going berserk with voices and thoughts from the past.

Kill him! Kill him! Kill him like that other man who touched you! Kill, Kill! Kill him! Kill, KILL HIM!

SLAM!

Luck gasped in pain as his back whacked against the table top, creaking under immense strength, when he opened his eyes he froze when he saw the point of a curved blade inches from his left eye. His eyes slowly moved to the cook who had switched their positions, she was trembling in anger, her breaths were quick and shallow, he frowned at this, wait was she hyperventilating? Her midnight blue eyes were void of emotion, as if in a trance. He reached out to her but winced when he felt her talon claw nails digging into his shoulder, ripping through the clothes and cutting into skin.

'K-Kelly?' he was genuinely worried about Kelly, it was like she changed into a different person.

Upon hearing her name, Kelly blinked a couple of times, colour returning to her eyes, she looked down at Luck before gasping and practically jumped off Luck, who let out a shaky breath and stood up, fixing his clothes. He was stupid, he had gone too far and Kelly panicked, and reacted in defence.

'Sorry Boss' her voice was sombre, she wasn't even scowling.

'No, I'm the one who should apologize; I acted out of line there. Sorry Kelly'

Kelly took a deep breath, she wanted to leave now, wanted to go home, and she felt unsecure here. But she had to at least tell Luck something.

'I was on my way to the market when some men were in my way. They wouldn't move so I beat them up. Then I got ambushed by a bunch of kids. I fought one of them, and they let me go. It was no big deal'

Luck felt like a prick, of course Kelly wouldn't go out of her way to help people, she just did whatever she felt like doing, she had no reason to justify herself. She just had that sort of personality.

'I understand, again I'm sorry' Kelly gave a small wave of thanks, and made her way for the door, eager to leave.

'You will be here tomorrow right?' Kelly stopped, she didn't turn back though.

'Of course, see ya Boss' and she opened the door, and walked hurriedly to her safe haven.

She let out another breath when she reached the kitchen; she approached the sink that had many dishes that need cleaning. She scrubbed one dish and placed it on the rack, and reached for another when she smacked both her fists on the counter in frustration.

Why is that still affecting me? I need to get stronger, I'm still weak. I promised him that I will get stronger. I want to see him! Kelly slid to the floor in anguish dropping to her hands and knees, a tear splashed onto the tiled floor. She bit her lower lip as she bit back the sob, but she couldn't stop the tears that fell from her blue eyes, her shoulders shaking as her whole body trembled with muffled sobs. After a while she raised one hand to furiously wipe the tears away, she wasn't going to sit here and wallow in her tears, she was strong she wasn't going to let a memory make her feel pathetic. She stood up composed, lighting a cigarette, thankful for the rush of nicotine that always calmed her. She looked at the mountain of dishes that still needed to be washed but she was so shattered, she can always do them tomorrow.

She didn't want anyone to see her red rimmed, bloodshot eyes and so left through the back, out into the dark, moon lit street. No one knew that the monstrously strong cook was a human like the rest of them; she too had her fears to deal with.

Hai Hai just means yeah, yeah.

Ara is kind of like 'oh? what's this?'
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