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Who: Kamina and Orihime
What: Double date turns single!
Where: Times Square!
When: June 21st (backlog liek woah)
Warning: devious plotting is devious? and the usual Kamina and Orihime craziness, gang violence what?

Times Square, the illuminated center of New York filled large advertisements for various companies against their various buildings. The

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And just like that, the tables had turned on them. Orihime thought she felt her heart in her throat as she saw the flash of a knife. But whether or not it came away red, she couldn't tell, because there was suddenly someone standing between them.

This was bad. Not because Orihime didn't think she could handle him, but because any distractions posed by this new threat might open up a hundred chinks in Kamina's defenses. If he turned his back on one of the others, they could end up hurting him badly, or even kill him.

She had to prove herself capable.

"Don't worry about me!" she shouted, shifting her stance to that which Tatsuki had taught her. Side turned toward the enemy, give him a smaller target to hit. Know where you're going to strike. And don't hold back! Orihime frowned at the thug and his dirty smile, poised to fight. And as he took his next step, Orihime darted forward to meet him. She swung out her hand to throw a chop at his neck, prepared to follow it up with a spin to slam her elbow into his stomach. It was a move she'd practiced many times with Tatsuki watching over her, but this was the first time she'd tried to use it on anything other than a sandbag.

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There wasn't much time to break down the situation, Kamina could tell he was cut, but from what he could tell, it wasn't that bad, not enough to labor his fighting. Orihime, from what he had told her, was a capable fighter, but whether she could handle this sort of situation was another story. He'd have to take care of these two punks first.

Not even giving them the chance to take the first strike, Kamina went for the one that had already cut him once. He knew he'd have to be quick with this since there was already someone at his back ready to knife him at any moment.

Kamina's first swing wasn't a completely solid hit, but the fact that it connected and knocked his opponent back a bit was enough to work with. Glancing over his shoulder, in his peripheral vision he could see that the other man was comming at him with a straight stab at his back.

Quickly sidestepping, he managed to avoid being skewered and managed to catch the guys arm under his, putting him right where he had wanted him. With a quick backwards snap of his neck, Kamina's skull collided with the thugs face with a loud crack sending a shock through his system causing his knife to fall from his hand. Not being one to take chances, Kamina delivered another reverse head butt to the opponent behind him for good measure before releasing his arm allowing his unconscious body to fall to the ground.

That single move seemed to place the odds back within their favor, now there was only The man facing Orihime and the other that was still in front of Kamina, still regaining his footing.

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As long as Orihime didn't have to kill anyone, she would probably be all right. She wasn't scared of getting hurt; it had happened before, and while painful, she wasn't afraid.

But she didn't like seeing anyone get hurt.

Every time one of those other two made a move against Kamina, she felt a fresh wave of terror wash cold over her insides. If he wound up in the hospital again, she wouldn't be able to take it.

Orihime clenched her hands into fists, steeling her courage. No way she'd let that happen. As Kamina dropped yet another thug, she lunged at her own attacker again. Thank goodness he wasn't wielding any weapons against her, she thought, jabbing with two quick punches before aiming a low kick at his knee.

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That was his girl alright, she seemed to have her own little battle with her two attackers under control. Wait two? Kamina thought everyone he had taken care of earlier was out cold, how did he manage to get back up so soon?

No wasn't the time for questions, the situation once again took a turn for just flat out bad, and Orihime didn't seem to notice that there was someone behind her. "Hime! Behind y-" His warning was cut short as Kamina realized he had his own business to attend to still.

Damnit he almost forgot he had someone else in front of him for a moment, still wielding a knife no less, who was well on his way to stabbing Kamina in his chest. At the last moment, he was just able to catch the mans arm before he was able to lodge the knife in his chest. The guy was strong, a lot stronger than he had thought. "Shit!" he grunted as the tip of the blade crept towards his chest as he struggled to keep it at bay.

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It was enough of a warning to snap Orihime back to her senses. A quick glance to the right showed her reflection in the darkened window, along with that of the man reaching out for her.

She reacted as quickly as she could, throwing her elbow backwards as she pushed herself forward to get out of reach. Kamina's attacker had a knife, and it was getting way too close for comfort. "Kamina!!" she cried, bowling herself straight at the punk in front of her with full intentions of knocking him down. Whatever it took to get to Kamina and help him!

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Just when things seemed to be at their worst, the situation takes another turn. Now Kamina had to deal with Orihime trying to rescue him? With two thugs on her? She had managed to tackle one of them but there was still the matter of the other thug following not to far behind.

Then Kamina realized the severity of the situation. If he lost to this guy then what? He was her last line of defense, and there was very little chance that any of the other Great Gurren Brigade members would be able to come and assist. Then he would either be back in the hospital, or worse. Orihime would be in an even worse situation than she had been through before, in fact it would be much like what happened to May Lee. Like hell he would let that happen.

It was as if a new wave of strength had surged through Kamina's body. The man that once thought he had the blue haired youth overpowered was finding him and his blade being pushed back, slowly yet surely. "Dun think...Lord Kamina's gonna go down that easy!" With another burst of energy, Kamina managed to slam his opponents hand against the metal bar of one of the seats causing him to release his grip on the knife. Immediately after Kamina felt a heavy fist connect into the side of his face. This guy wasn't going down without a fight that was for sure but he had no intention of losing any time either.

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Bam! Down they went! Tackle: successful! And not a moment too soon. She saw the knife clatter to the floor shortly before Kamina's head was snapped to the side with a fierce punch that surely would have knocked her flat if she'd been the one to take it.

"Kamina...!" Orihime pushed herself up, ready to leap to his aid, when she felt something suddenly seize her ankle and yank her back. She fell atop the first thug again, who had now regained enough of his bearings to snake his arms around her and pin her tightly against his chest. She looked behind her shoulder, seeing the second leering at her as he kept a tight grip on her leg. Careless--!

"Don't fly away so soon," a voice hissed hotly in her ear, sending stabbing cold through Orihime's body as she froze. A leg hooked over both of hers, and then the world spun as the man rolled over to force her to the ground. She lashed at him with her fists, struggling and bucking as he grappled with her. Finally he managed to catch both wrists and slammed them down above her head.

There was a momentary lapse in the struggle. Hungry eyes took in Orihime's face, her throat, the movements of her chest as Orihime panted for breath. And before she knew it, his lips closed over hers, grasping greedily as his hand gripped her right breast with a painful squeeze. Her cry of alarm was silenced against his mouth as he pushed his body more firmly against hers.

As for the other? He was slipping past the two now that the girl was firmly out of the way, cracking his knuckles. All they had left to do was get rid of the boy toy.

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The thugs punch was hard, but not the hardest he had felt(and was still able to get back up from) by far. Kamina answered the mans swing with one of his own by snapping back and slamming his fist into his opponent's jaw. He wasn't done yet though. It seemed as if this group had a nasty habit of getting back up after getting beat down, like some zombie gang or something! So he decided to follow up with a solid straight to the mans face, sending him tumbling back wards and into another pole.

In the midst of his encounter, he had almost forgotten about Orihime, she still had to deal with those other two guys, but he doubted he she would be able to by herself. "Hime-" He barely had the chance to call out to her as he turned around before narrowly dodging another incoming fist. This was starting to get out of hand! If it kept going like this then everyone would regain consciousness and this whole thing would be back to square one.

Without hesitation, Kamina lead straight into a counter, slamming his fist into the mans gut causing him to double over. Just as he was about to deliver his finishing blow, his actions paused for a moment as he noticed one of the gang members over Orihime.

Over Orihime.

It barely took an instant to process what what was transpiring at that moment. Some low life gutter trash was trying to get overly friendly with his girl in front of him, the guy sure had balls that was for sure, but that might not be to certain after this was over with.

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It was the most scared Orihime had ever been. Her mind was reeling, and all of her senses fought to reject this man who held her powerless. The rancid taste of cheap alcohol and cigarettes infected her mouth as he kissed her greedily, licking at the tears on her cheek when she managed to jerk her head to the side to get away.

She heard Kamina briefly utter her name, and fought to turn her head to see him, praying to any power overhead that he was truly all right.

Orihime knew now why Axel and Roxas had been so worried about her state of mind before. There was a marked difference between then and now. Then, she was unconscious, and unaware of what she was going through and what might happen. Now, she couldn't have been more awake, aware of his grimy hand gripping her wrist, and other fondling viciously.

He broke away for a moment, realizing Kamina was now down to one. How long it would take, he didn't know. But it was clear whom he expected to win as he stopped pawing at Orihime, reaching down to start jerking up her skirt instead.

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Kamina was livid. So much so that he almost had forgotten about the hunched over figure in front of him. Almost as in considering him not much more than a mere obstacle to be between him and a much grander problem which he quickly cleared by shoving him to the side into the nearest seat, knocking his head against any railing and hard plastic that was there.

His steps pounded against the aisle as he approached final crony who had the misfortune of receiving Kamina's highest level of 'pissed off'. The man had realized that there was nothing standing between him and blue haired brawler who's eyes stared him down, burning with rage. He fumbled across the ground forgetting his fresh quarry for a moment to hopefully find a knife, or something that would help fend the boy off but it was too late for that now.

Reaching for the crown of his head, Kamina grasped a good handful of hair and began dragging the man across the floor, finally flinging him against another floor pole. At this point, the train had finally begun to move again but he barely noticed as the thug begged and pleaded to him. "Please, I'm sorry do-" his words were muffled by Kamina's boot smashing into his face.

"I dun wanna hear your fuckin sorry!" Kamina yelled as he continued to smash his foot into the mans already bloodied face. "Dun think I'm gonna show yer ass mercy with such shallow words!" With his current level of rage, it wouldn't be unlikely that he would kill the man, but perhaps he deserved it, who knows how many countless other people they may have attacked and done just even more unspeakable things to, could he just easily let people like that go?

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There was a gentle touch against Kamina's shoulder. Not a thug, but Orihime. She must have picked herself up once she was able. She was still shaking, and the tears were still damp on her face. But her expression was one of pleading as she looked up at him.

One of the weird things about Orihime was that she didn't like seeing anybody get hurt. That included those who had hurt her.

It also included emotional injuries. Supposing Kamina got carried away, and killed this person. He might not regret it now, but in the future, he might. Orihime would do anything to prevent that from happening.

"Kamina...?"

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When Kamina got to this point, there was very little that could stop him. It was already a rare enough occurrence that even he would go so far, but when it came down to protecting his loved ones, he wasn't one to hold back.

But then he felt a gentle hand rest on his shoulder followed by a familiar voice calling his name. That was enough to snap him out of his rage and calm his racing heart down enough for him to to regain his composure, Orihime was pretty good at that even when she didn't try.

"H-Hime?" He looked down to see the shaken girl, still with tears in her sad gray eyes. "Eh? Are you OK? That bastard didn't do anythin to ya did he?" She looked OK but was she really 'OK'? He continued to see if there were any bruises or cuts or anything. Gods help them if she was hurt again.

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Orihime quietly shook her head. "No... I'm okay." She briefly considered telling him 'If I were any better, there'd be two of me!', but overdoing it just might make him worry more. Seeing that he was searching her for signs of injuries, she held out her arms to the side, just to prove that she was, as far as they both knew, unharmed.

"And...and you? Are you okay?" She knew he'd been hit pretty hard a few times, and she was unable to see if any of their knives found their mark. She raised her hand, then drew it back, fingers curled as she hesitated. Orihime firmly set her jaw, reaching out again to lightly rest her fingertips along the side of his face.

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She looked OK, that was a relief, though Kamina was half tempted to kick that guy one more time for good measure but there was no point in upsetting her anymore than she was already.

"Huh? I guess..." There was still a bit of a sting in his jaw where he had gotten punched, but other than that not much else. Kamina gave himself a quick pat down to check and see if he had received any damage. He seemed ok until he got to his midsection and winced. There was...blood? He hadn't even realized he had been cut, and there wasn't that much blood, plus he was still conscious which was always a good sign. But sure enough, upon closer inspection there was a small slit in his shirt revealing a gash about 2 inches wide. "Tch, guess those ass hats got me once."

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Orihime winced just to see it. The cut wasn't deep, thankfully, but the fact that it was there...

"Maybe we should go back," she advised, lifting her gaze from the cut shirt to Kamina's face. They could see the Statue of Liberty some other time. Right now, she just wanted to make sure none of his injuries were infected.

She bit her lip, then looked down at their feet. "I'm sorry. I picked the wrong car, I should have looked closer at it...and...and thank you for..." Well. He knew.

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There wasn't any point in them sticking around there, Kamina definitely didn't want to have that dance again after they all woke up from their nap that was for sure. "Yeah, we can do the statue thing tomorrow or somethin." He grinned while scanning the car, making sure that nobody would be making any surprise awakenings before they reached the next stop.

Orihime always looked so cute when she was being overly apologetic, even if it wasn't something that could really be predicted normally, it was just one of the many things he liked about her. "Heh, dun worry about it." he said leaning against the metal pole, wiping the trails of tears from her face. "Not like you knew it was gonna happen eh?"