First meet.

You know he's being unfaithful. His eyes show it, the smell of his cologne mixed with sweet perfume shows it. The lipstick stains on his white collared shirt is a clear sign. They way he smiles when he opens his phone and tilts the screen away from you. It's been happening for months now, at least that's when you started to notice. But accusing the leader of the toughest gang in Fuyuki city of cheating is not a wise idea, and it would most likely end with you in a hospital bed telling the doctor you slipped and fell...again.

You've been together for two years now, and in the beginning it was great. He showered you with love and gifts, he took care of you and took you out of the slums you lived in. You were his possession now, his girl and everyone knew it. But things have changed, you partly blame yourself for not putting out enough as he would like you to. You've only slept with him twice, and the second time wasn't willingly. He was rough and abusive, you feared him and that is why you had stayed this long. But not anymore, you can't do this anymore.

So here you are in the middle of a parkade sitting side saddle on your Aprilia wishing you were somewhere else, with someone else. You don't know why you are torturing yourself, but any moment alone to your thoughts has you searching his Facebook feed and Instagram obsessively for something you don't actually want to see. Scoping out his Instagram was the worst, there were so many photos of him with other girls it was actually shocking and a lot of them were just last week. You scroll down to find him cuddling a pretty brunette at a club he was at on the weekend. Tears drip down your cheeks and you wipe them away with the sleeve of your jean jacket.

You've parked in front of a cement barrier wall that looks out over the city. You turn your head towards the city and watch as the sun slips behind the skyscrapers, streaming gold beams in between them.

Your phone vibrates as a text comes in, you look at the screen in your hand.

Tito❤️❤️

It reads. You curse under your breath knowing exactly what he wants. You slide open the screen and read the text.

"Where are you? I want you back here now!"

It reads.

Your hands start to shake as you turn off your phone. This is it, you're done, there is no going back, you have paid for a hotel for the next week with money you found lying around his house. Your plan is to leave, to disappear, and never be found. Gripping your phone in both hands you sob letting go of every feeling you had for him.

And suddenly a voice echoes through the parkade.

"Please don't cry, I hate to see a beautiful girl cry." It says.

You try to pinpoint its location, searching each parking spot. Then a man appears quite a distance away in front of you. You quickly wipe your tears and hop off your bike. You have never seen anything like him before. The darkest shade of blue spiked hair with a ponytail in the back, crimson eyes. He wore a blue body suit that showed every ounce of muscle he had and silver armor with a lance draped over his shoulders.

"Friend or foe?" You ask cautiously as he steps out into the dimming light.

He smirks.
"I'd like to be a friend, if that's ok with you." He begins to walk towards you. "So what has you so upset sweetheart?"

You start to relax from his sweet words and lean up against the seat of your bike crossing your arms.

"Just a lot of baggage you don't need to worry about. It's my problem not yours."

He leans against the seat directly beside you close enough for him to touch you. He dematerializes his lance and wraps a muscular  arm around your shoulder rubbing it gently. Well isn't he forward. You think and look up at him, as he towers above you. He had you blushing at his handsome features again.

"Well, whoever has made those lovely eyes of yours sad, is an idiot." He swoons.

And a heat wave washes over your entire body as he caresses your shoulder inching down to your waist.

"You are very "forward" aren't you?" You ask, keeping an eye on how far his wandering hand is going.

He chuckles.
"Sometimes...so...you going to tell me what's going on?" He asks, hand wrapped tightly around your waist and for some reason you feel safe with him. Almost untouchable to anyone else. But I mean look at him, it would be stupid to take on a man like him, and from the looks of his weapon which pulses with some kind of power, he definitely knew how to use it. So you press into him further and place your hand on his, letting him know you're ok with his touch. He smiles at you.

"Umm...yeah." You begin. "My boyf...or...ex boyfriend is trying to find me. He's a dangerous man." You look up at him as you say dangerous, to see a glint in his eyes. Almost as if it sparked some excitement he has been waiting for.

"Oh really? And you don't want him to find you?" He asks.

You shake your head and look down, thinking about what would happen if he did find you here, sitting with another man. You start to shake at the thought of it.

He seems to notice your fear and tries to comfort you.
"Don't worry babe, I can keep you safe."

But he barely knows you, why would he want to put in the effort?

"Why?" You ask so simply. He gives you a perplexed look, like he can't believe you had even asked that question.

"I'm a hero! That's what we do! I'm not going to let a pretty girl like you get hurt by anyone."

"A hero?"

"That's right, My name is Cu Chullain. At your service." He holds a fist to his chest and bows slightly.

"Cu Chullain? As in the demigod?"

"In the flesh babe." He puffs up as proud as ever. But you're still having a hard time believing him. I mean what he's saying is impossible. But before you can ask anymore questions you hear what sounds like a thousand buzzing bees echoing through the parkade. They are mixed with the screeching of tires on pavement and the shifting of gears. You wince at the sound glancing up at your newfound hero.

And a wide grin covers his face.

You stand preparing yourself for a fight. They won't take you this time, not without a damn good fight. You'd rather be in a hospital bed then face Tido in his rage. You pull brass knuckles from your pockets and put them on and your knight materializes his lance. But he doesn't need to get involved in this fight. You turn back towards him and shake your head.

"Look, there's about thirty of them. They are here to take me home. But going home at this point will land me in the hospital. If I'm going to the hospital, I might as well do it fighting these assholes. Please don't get involved, you don't need to waste any chivalry on someone like me."

I turn away from him and walk towards the middle of the parkade.

"You think you can take on thirty men?" He scoffs.

"No, but I can take on most of them." I reply and take off my jacket. I get into position and wait for the buzzing to approach. As they come up the ramp ahead, I see them darting around the corner and they circle me. Each eyeing me up, I can sense their glares through their black tinted full face helmets. Each rode black Honda CBR's, except for one, and my heart stops, my throat closes, and my ears start to ring as I recognize the neon green fairings and purple LED lighting in the rims. Tido...

He pulls up just ahead of me leaving a fair distance between us. He dismounts his bike and takes his helmet off. Tido was a big man, not as big as my hero who has disappeared somewhere, but he was strong and absolutely insane.

"(Y/N)!! Where the fuck you been girl?!" He shouts pointing a finger at me. I take a step back as if the volume of his voice had hit me in the face. That's when he notices my brass knuckles and he begins to laugh.

"Look at this! She's got her Knucks on, ready for a fight! Stupid fucking..." his voice trails off. "You wanna fight?" He takes a step towards you flicking his hands to his possy beside him. They take off their helmets placing them on their bikes and step forward in front of him.

"Tido, it's over! Let me go...you can't keep doing this to me." You stand your ground, not backing down this time. Even if it kills you.

He snarls at you bearing his teeth and clenching his fists.
"It's not over until I say it's over, now come with me and I won't hurt you...much." He grins wildly.

You shake your head.
"No." You say firmly and his smile fades into absolute insanity. In that moment you swear his eyes were about to pop out of his head. You can feel the adrenaline rush through you, as your heart picks up pace, and try as you might to level out your breathing it only becomes shorter the longer you watch him.

"Take her down. But I want her breathing." He says to his henchmen.

Four men approach you, each with some type of combat training. But what Tido didn't know is that for the last year you have been training with one of the best Dojo masters in the city.

They surround you fists raised ready to take you down. Two swing at once in front of you. You duck under one punch causing the other to land on the face of your opposite opponent. He stumbles back, and you send a brass fist into the solar plex of the first hitter. He gasps for breath doubling over and you upper cut his jaw knocking him out cold. But before you can turn to your next attacker you are sucker punched in the right temple. You stumble to the side, feeling blood drip down the side of your face. Countering the hit you turn to see three attackers coming in at once. One kicks high and the other two send quick punches towards you. You block each one countering with brass fists to the face and neck, they go down, and you use your forearms to block the high kick pushing him away.

You need more space but Tido has sent two more your attackers way. They grab your arms before you have a chance to take them out and two more men approach you from the front.

"Fuck you! Let me go!" You curse as they hold you still. You watch them stride up ready to hit you once again. But Tido stops them.

"Stop." Everyone pauses. "Move." He signals the men in front of you and they move to the side. Tido comes within inches of your face, you can feel his hot breath on your cheek as he whispers what he is going to do to you when he gets you home. A tear falls from down your face.

"Save those tears for later babe, you've got a lot more crying to do when we get home." He forces his lips onto yours painfully. Then he releases you and steps back raising a fist. You close your eyes and wait for the hit, but it doesn't come. Just a grunt noise from Tido and gasps from the other men.

"Didn't anyone teach you not to hit a lady?"

You open your eyes to the voice to see your big blue hero holding Tido's fist in his. Then a crunch noise, as he crushes every bone in his hand with one squeeze of his brute strength. You gasp at how strong he is, as every muscle in his arm seems to bulge out even more.

Tido cries out in pain, and your hero lets go of his crushed fist, takes his head in one hand and punches him so hard he flies through the air taking out his henchmen and their bikes and doesn't get up. He turns towards you and the other men.

"I'll give you a chance to run." He says so casually. They look at each other then back at him and scramble away towards their bikes and you fall to your knees as he catches you in his arms.

And every motorcycle around you turns on as Tidos men scramble to get away from big blue.

"Can I take you with me?" He asks.

"I would go anywhere with you." You reply and wrap yourself around him. He chuckles and picks you up.

"I'll come back for your bike later, let's get you healed up princess." He whispers into your ear.