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Knox barely had any time to react to the boy’s hyperactivity. He’d say or ask something to him, and before he’d have the time to respond, the boy would grab his arm and drag him off somewhere else in the bar for no reason, at least not any reason that made sense to Knox. Maybe he was trying to avoid the stern eye of the Wolves or something, but all it did was just confuse Knox further. Fortunately for Knox, however, Minato’s constant motion kept him too occupied and somewhat dazed that he hadn’t the time to continue thinking anxious thoughts about leaving the bar that was now quite packed.

Knox possessed enough common sense to know that when the normal lights turned off and the colored, strobe lights shot on, the fights were nearly ready to start. The MC started by introducing a taller fighter by the name of Spike, which to Knox, sounded more like a dog’s name. Though he supposed it did have a cool ring to it. Then, when a second song came on, the MC introduced the crowd to Deon. It took Knox a second to register that this was the Wolf that Minato had brought up earlier. Looking toward the stage, no second person appeared. Though as the crowd broke into roars of screaming women, Knox turned to see Deon running up and down the sea of parted people to the cage. He was definitely milking the limelight, though Knox supposed he would do exactly the same thing if he was in that position and had that many fangirls literally screaming with lust.

During all the chaos, Minato had dragged him near a group of drunk ruffians who were riled up for a fight of their own. Knox watched curiously as he successfully pickpocketed a few of them. He was about to start doing the same himself, but out of nowhere, he was busted. The man gripped Minato’s arm and was about to Hulk-smash a beer bottle over his head. Knox winced, but the boy apparently knew how to defend himself. He pulled some mad Kung Fu like maneuvers and sent the man sprawling face-down the ground.

“Damn son,” Knox laughed, though what he said was inaudible between the loud music and the cheering fans.

After Minato dragged him away from the more violent patrons, he gave Knox fifteen dollars, asking him if he drank.

“Yeah, I was just thinking about getting one,” he answered as he looked down at the cash.

After that, Minato dragged him to the bar area and gave him a little more money. He told him to buy him two Jukusen beers and to buy anything else he wanted for himself. Well at least Knox wouldn’t have to pay with his own money. Then he pushed him toward the bar and Knox was alone again.

“Jeez,” he mumbled to himself. “What just happened that that span of like, ten minutes?”

He shook his head, walked up to the bar, and found a stool that someone had just hopped off of. He tapped on the waxy wood a couple times until the bartender came over to him, not even bothering to continue his age restriction policy any more, as long as he was getting money.

“What do you want now, punk?” the bartender asked, recognizing him.

“Uhh, can you bring me two of those… Oh shit, what were they called again? Jakuten?”

“…You mean Jukusen?” he inquired with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah, yeah, two of those. And bring me… A Natty light too.” He slipped some money over the wood which he hoped would cover the expenses. The bartender picked it up, counted it, and walked off. A few seconds later, he plopped three beer cans in front of him without a word and went off to cater to the other patrons.
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Angel was now two shots in, and had been enjoying the light show and Deon’s arrogant but entertaining pre-fight performance, so much so that she wasn’t very much aware of what was going on around her. She didn’t remember his ego being this extremely inflated when she first recruited him, but maybe he had gotten even better at fighting since then.

As the light show continued, Angel’s blue eyes drifted over to the bar area and locked onto one of the supposed Lost Ones Victor had indicated to her earlier. He seemed to be alone now, and an idea came to her that made her smile devilishly. She wasn’t going to start a fight or anything, but maybe she could get some intel from this nub.

“Be right back guys,” she shouted over the blaring music. “Gonna do some quick reconnaissance.”

She stood up from her seat, excused herself quietly, and began to make her way toward the Lost One, passing through the drunken throngs of people. She came up behind him just as the bartender placed three beer cans of two different varieties in front of him. He looked like he was right about to get up, assumedly to return to his friend, but Angel rushed forward and placed her hands softly on his shoulders to keep him exactly where he was. He responded to her touch by freezing and turning his head slightly to see who was behind him.

Angel leaned forward and kept her lips inches away from his ear.

“Hey there, cutie.”

Knox, from his angle, still couldn’t see who it was, but her voice was incredibly sexy.

“Uhh, hi there,” Knox replied with a grin playing on his lips.

Angel giggled and slithered her hands from his shoulders to wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and torso. Her hands glided softly over his chest and collarbone, enough to give him goosebumps, and her chest was pressed against his back.

Knox had no idea what he was getting into. To him, some sexy bar slut was just being flirty with him. Probably because she saw him take out money and was planning to con him into buying her cocaine or something.

“Are you going to show me your pretty face?” he asked.

Immediately, Angel brought a finger up to his lips in a silent gesture to tell him to hush.

“First,” she replied. “Tell me your name. I want to see if it’s as cute as you are.”

He laughed stupidly, that kind of idiotic laugh you make when you’re high and being caressed by beautiful stranger.

“It’s Knox,” he said between chuckles.

“Mmm, Knox,” Angel repeated slowly and seductively. “Exotic. I like it…”

“What’s yours?” Knox asked, as he gingerly reached forward for his Natty and opened it. He had already accepted that this sexy stranger would not yet be showing her face, so he took a few sips while keeping his gaze forward.

“An—“ She faltered. Should she use her real name? No, that might not be a good idea. “Angelica.” Close enough, but not the same.

“Angelica… That’s a sexy name.” He took another couple of sips from his beer.

Angel paused for a moment to think. Maybe he’d be more comfortable and willing to talk if she could get him alone… She grabbed his wrist and came to his side, tugging at it slightly. She kept her face away from him still, so he couldn’t see her clearly.

“What are you—?”

Angel hushed him. “Let’s go to sit down at a table and talk a bit,” she told him. She had to speak up louder since she wasn’t facing him directly.

Knox, too high to even remember about Minato, got up without thinking from the bar and left the two Jukusen beers where they were. He stayed behind Angel and sipped at his beer casually as she pulled him through the crowd toward a less packed corner where there was a table with two chairs.

Angel decided to finally show her face to him. She stopped in front of the table and turned around to face Knox after releasing him from her grip.

“Is this a good spot?” she asked nicely.

Knox didn’t respond right away because he was studying her face closely. This girl was definitely as sexy as her voice was, though she looked a little older than he. Not that it mattered to him, of course.

Then it hit him. That blonde hair, that sexy body… This was that girl Minato had pointed out earlier, the one who was apparently a… a Wolf! Oh God, oh shit, what was she going to do to him? Instinctively, he took he shaky step backwards, without answering her previous question.

Angel saw the panic creep into his eyes. She didn’t want him to feel threatened… At least, not yet. She came forward and quickly, softly, grabbed his hand and pulled him a little closer.

“I—I gotta go,” Knox stammered, looking away from her.

“Aww, c’mon Knox, baby…” she crooned. “I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to talk…”

“You’re a Wolf!” he blurted out, though he knew he shouldn’t have.

Angel frowned. How on earth did he know that? It must’ve been his friend who told him.

“No, I’m not—“ She sighed. “Look, I am, but I’m not very involved in the gang or anything.”

Knox was still in shambles.

“You and your friends were staring at me. Oh my god, you’re gonna skin me alive!”

Angel furrowed her brow at him. Gross, she wouldn’t do that normally anyway.

She pulled him in even closer and came dangerously close to his lips.

“I was staring at you because I thought you were attractive.” Her lips curved into a coquettish smile. She traced her finger up the arm she was holding with her other hand. “And while I think it’s super cute that you’re afraid of me, there’s no need to fear.”

It was like she had a magic touch, or maybe it was her voice, but Knox calmed down a little bit.

“You think I’m cute?” he asked, with that terribly goofy smile still plastered on his face.

“Super cute. Why don’t you sit down now?” She walked over to the table and gestured to the open chair, which Knox sat down on with his beer. Angel sat herself down across from him, and she leaned herself forward on the table, as if very interested. Her smile was mostly pride, as this boy was way too out of it to use his common sense. It always made Angel happy when everything went according to plan.

“So tell me a little bit about yourself, Knox,” Angel said, to continue the conversation. Where they were sitting, there was less people and the music and lights weren’t quite as distracting. “What are you doing in a stinkhole like this?”

Knox laughed. “My, uh, friend told me to come check them out tonight.”

“Your friend? Is that the boy I saw you with earlier?”

Knox tilted his head to the side for a moment, confused. Then he remembered.

“Oh, not him! That’s uh…” He couldn’t remember his name. Wait, he had never even told him. So much for getting to know the other members of the gang. “That’s another friend.”

“Why are you here?” he shot back.

“Oh, you know,” Angel said as she played with her hair a bit. “I decided to come here with some of my friends… They say this Deon fighter is super good, so it’d certainly be quite the match, don’t you think?”

Knox glanced back at Deon, then back to her.

“Yeah, he looks pretty damn scary.” He laughed nervously.

“Are you from around here?” Angel asked. “Like, where do you live?”

“…Why?” Knox replied suspiciously.

“In case we’re heading back to your place…” Angel’s flirt game was on point.

Knox laughed.

“I don’t really have a home,” Knox answered honestly. “But I do have a couple places where I could crash.”

This is what Angel had been looking for: Lost One hideouts and their locations. She leaned in closer to him unknowingly.

“Yeah?” she said. “Where are they?”

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