Vigilante Justice [action thread, open to Tough Guys]
Twenty hours was much too little time for Kiba's wrath to cool. He didn't usually hold grudges (at least not for very long), but the mugger's attack on Orihime had hit way too close to home to let him forget and forgive without a fight. Orihime was hurt, and next time something like this happened...
Well. There wouldn't be a next time if Kiba had anything to say about it.
He stood on the front steps of 311 Lysgar and glowered at the flickering streetlight down the street, one hand shoved into the pocket of his battered jacket and the other restlessly rubbing Akamaru's ears. He'd said he would leave at 6:30; he still hadn't managed to get his watch fixed, but he figured that if no one else showed up within ten minutes, he and Akamaru were gonna head off on their own.
They'd put off the ass-kicking and name-taking for far too long.
Well. There wouldn't be a next time if Kiba had anything to say about it.
He stood on the front steps of 311 Lysgar and glowered at the flickering streetlight down the street, one hand shoved into the pocket of his battered jacket and the other restlessly rubbing Akamaru's ears. He'd said he would leave at 6:30; he still hadn't managed to get his watch fixed, but he figured that if no one else showed up within ten minutes, he and Akamaru were gonna head off on their own.
They'd put off the ass-kicking and name-taking for far too long.