<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/10266A-2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Kona<br/>21<br/>Human<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Cat_by_feimo.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Miro<br/>16 (human)<br/>Siren (doesn't know it)<br/>(skin is actually a caramel brown color instead of white)<br/><br/>Kona walked the city. Dressed in a long flowing dress and wearing a pair of low heels. It would still hurt if he kicked you with one. His mother had always dressed him like this. Even now it had become force of habit. He was looking for Miro who had a habit of slipping off somewhere. He remembered that day he found the little kid unconscious and injured on the beachy shore. It was amazing to him that someone that small could survive the storm that had happened the night before Miro came to their lands. The guy had been just a few years old. They had become fast friends even though he was half a decade older than him. He snapped out of his thoughts and trailing down memory lane when he heard a yell from Miro. Running in that direction. Yes a guy was running in heels and a dress. Blame the mother because in this case she had forced it on him so much it was habit.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Miro had been minding his own business when a group of guys started following him. There was like four of them and one of him. He frowned. "Leave me alone Andrew. I am just looking for Kona." He heard the guy laugh and say well he wasn't around. "You should know by now Kona will always show up when you least expect it." He was pushed backwards into a wall. "No. Leave me alone. You won't like what happens from Kona if you don't." The man clearly didn't care because he pushed in even closer. "NO!" He yelled. Not that anyone helped. He was basically just a street rat with a wealthy friend. He pushed the guy back and tried to run. Shoved into the wall again. He hoped Kona showed up soon.</span><br/><br/>Kona ran faster in that direction. He bet it was Andrew and his gang again. When he got there Andrew was caressing Miro's cheek. Evil ass bastard. How dare he??? He got closer and punched Andrew in the face hard enough that he flew sideways towards the ground. "Don't touch my buddy." He said in a harsh tone. If you didn't know he was a guy it would be hard to tell. Most people in this town knew though. Andrew's men began attacking him. He spin kicking and sent two flying backwards and into wooden crates. Their momentum broke the crates. Causing a bit of a ruckus.<br/><br/>Andrew and the other two attacked. He punched, kicked, block, got hit, and hit back some more. Knowing Miro was just standing to the side out of the line of fire. An upper cut to one guy sent him flying backwards at an angle. He kicked the other guy in the face hard with his heeled foot. Guy was soft headed so it knocked him out.<span style="font-style: italic">Miro just watched as Kona kicked ass like he always did. He stayed to the side because it was not a good idea with how wild and unruly Kona fought like to be anywhere within the attack zone. His expression a bit serious as he just watched. Knowing it would be over soon.</span><br/><br/>Kona was left facing Andrew. Ducking a swing and punched the guy in the guy. Getting headbutted in the chest and stumbled back a step. "heh...that the best you got?" He said. Straightening up and ran forwards. Raising his leg and kicked sideways sending the guy flying across the road and into a little farmhouse full of chickens. "Bullseye!" He said. Watching as the goons grabbed up the unconscious guy, gathered up their boss, and ran in the other direction.<span style="font-style: italic">Miro walked over and up to Kona. "Was that last move really necessary? I believe you did that one just to show off." He said seriously.</span><br/><br/>Kona looked at him and nodded his head. All this happened outside the tavern in town. Quite a few people had come out to see what all the ruckus was. He ruffled Miro's hair. "Come on. Lets go back to my place for some food."<span style="font-style: italic">Miro made a face as Kona ruffled his hair. "You are a pain in the ass." He said as he batted the hand away. "The hangout house or the other one?" He asked.</span>Kona smiled at him. "The hangout house. You really think I wanna go see the old lady right now? You know she has been on my case big time while father is away on business."<span style="font-style: italic">Miro looked at him but said nothing. He was not always a talkative guy. Merely shaking his head and walked beside his friend.</span>Kona noted the silence. Laughing a bit. "Why is it every time you say nothing its like you speak volumes?" He asked curiously.<span style="font-style: italic">Miro looked at him. "Because those are the times you already know what I'm going to say so it is pointless to waste breath saying it."</span>Kona laughed and kept walking with his best friend.