Katana and Kurokon at the ramen shop (private unless invite>>)

I stood up and walked over to him, standing close to him, "Tell me."

"no one has made me tell the truth in years what makes you think you can now?"

I glared at him, grabbing his shirt as I became unusually short tempered, "Don't make me force you."

"you couldnt make me" I sighed

I closed my eyes, breathing in deeply as I set some money down on the counter for the person behind it. I opened my eyes and shook my head, "I could... but I can't hurt you." I let go of him and turned towards the door.

"what do you mean?"

"I wouldn't be able to hurt you," I clenched my fists and glanced over my shoulder at him.

"yes you would"

"No..." I shook my head, "If it was training then I could. This isn't training though...and I'm not fighting for my life."

"whatever katana" I shrugged arrogantly

I grimaced, turning my head back to the door and walking towards it.

I sighed heavily

I stopped, turning around quickly and appearing beside Kuro in a flash, my fist colliding with his cheek.

I flew across the restuaraunt and hit the wall... hard... very hard

I let my arm fall as I stared at him from where I had stood.

"ugh" I said standing up "what was that for?"

"What the hell do you think?!" I growled, my blue eyes fierce.

The owner was cowering in the corner
"what was it?"

I threw up my arms, "Come on! You're upset about me and Kiba, you won't tell me why, I tell you I can't hurt you and then you tell me whatever!"

"that shouldnt be enough to make you that mad"

"Yes it should! It hurt! Sometimes guys can be so insensitive!" I scoffed, glancing at the owner with a glimmer of amusement in my eyes.

"if I told you you'd hate me"

I was next to him in a flash, "How could I hate you?"

"nevermind"

"You're doing it again!"