Snippet #2319007

Daisuke waved to Ateryu before taking Rei's hand.

They walked down the street pasted the busy market place. He didnt let go of her hand until they were in full stride together.

"Sorry about losing your job.. I didn't mean to get you fired. Just that perv pissed me off when he tripped you. And then the manager...why the hell would he fire you! You didn't do anything.....and your coworker is a bitch....no offense but she just started yelling at me." Crossing his arms and growled. "She's got a mouth on her"

Rei frowned then grinned.

"So thats why you came after me....Koko guilt tripped you huh...she does have a mout on her...but isnt that how you like your women Dia-chan?" Rei said with a laugh before her attention was caught by some small Zodiac figurines in the window of a store. She bet down and examined them closely.

"they are beautiful..." She murmured feeling slightly at a loss for the day not only because she had lost her job so she could spend no money but because she knew the truth about the zodiacs....

"All of us are cursed....is there any way to break it? probably not....but that doesnt mean we cant still be happy right?" she murmured mostly talking to herself.

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Youko Sighed as her shift came to an end. She was so tired of dealing with people....she really needed to just take a break....To the gym she would go! She smiled at hte prospect of beating the living hell out of a punching bag....she needed to release some of her pent up rage from the past few days. Rei's loss was just the cherry at the top of the shit cake. She sighed ad packed up her stuff before heading outside. She jumped on her motorcycle and headed in the direction of the gym.

Once there she wrapped her hands and wrists in white tape, changed into a black tank top and short black shorts. She went out barefoot as she felt more free that way. She took a deep breath and bowed to the bag as if it where a real opponent then started...for lack of a better word....wailing on it. She moved with furious persition and acurate strength, with no sighn of stopping any time soon.