Enterance

*turns to the door, patting the gun in her pocket to make sure it's still there. she smirks* if no one's gonna open the door....then I guess we'll just have to let ourselves in! *kicks the door down and walks in first, yuki heistantly follows*
(yeah, yuki told me she's doing hwk soo pretend she's there. lol)

*Umehito grabs her quickly and shoves her on the floor, kicking the gun out of her hand with an expertly aimed kick.* Not so fucking fast.
[Poor Yuki]

*swears under her breath she glances up at him. she quickly rolls away and jumps up* alright, I'll admit. I did not see that coming. *puts up fists* have at it then! *throws a punch at him*
(mhmm)

*He jumps directly on her and shoves her up against the wall.*

*hits the wall and winces at the pain. she struggles to get out of his hold*

*He makes sure her arms are pinned down by her side.* Are we done struggling then?

*smiles* nope *knees him in the groin*

* looks in shock at the fight * No STOP!

*He grabs her knee before it can make contact and digs his nails into it.*

*gasps at the pain. but she uses the oppertunity of having her arms free. she scratches his face*

*He lifts his chin and lets her scratch his neck, pulling on her leg hard.*

*grits her teeth at the pain. she digs her nails into his wrist* oi, let go!!

*Umehito lets go of her and pushes her off.*

*falls back and holds her leg. she glares at him* thanks.....I think.

*He turns away from the pair and looks at the floor with angsting eyes.* Mm.

*wipes the blood away from the places his nails dug into. glares at him* that was interesting....*sighs and goes to retrieve her gun* shame it ended in a draw

* blinks * are you two okay...

besides some bruises and cuts in my knees, I'd say I'm just peachy...*looks for her gun*

*He quietly licks some blood away from his mouth and holds tight to her gun.*

*sees he has her gun. she holds out her hand* gun, por favor.

No. Guns aren't accepted in this home. *He narrows his eyes suspiciously at her.*

*narrows her eyes back at him* and why is that?

They're not fun. *He says this as he tucks the gun deep inside of his cloak.*

hey! I expect that back, ya know! *crosses her arms as she glares at him* and besides, what's more fun then a gun? it rhymes for pete sakes!

*His left eye twitches lightly.* Knives.