"Oh shit!" Jinbei's fish!! It had been almost two days and you haven't fed them!!

Bushido looked up, staring after you as you ran outside, slamming the door as you hurried to Jinbei's home. He huffed and laid his head back on his paws, yawning as he prepared for his fourth nap that day. His tail gently wagged as he started to nod off.

The dog's ears flicked slightly before he suddenly sat back up, ears folding back as he growled.

He raised his nose to the air and sniffed, eyes narrowing after catching an all too familiar scent. Snarling, he jumped off the couch and glared at the door, watching the doorknob turn. In your haste to run to Jinbei's you had forgotten to lock up behind you and now someone very familiar was coming in...

Bastard. How had he found him? He had been sure he had lost him in the mountains and now he had followed him here?!

The door slowly opened and a tall man stood in the doorway.

He wore a long coat that laid open, revealing a bare, toned chest with a gold cross hanging around his neck. On his head was a hat with a feather in it and he wore crisp pants, as if they would always be wrinkle free no matter what happened. The stranger was very handsome, beard and mustache trimmed neatly around his pointed face. His eyes are what drew most attention though, sharp and golden. Definitely not the eyes of any normal human.

The man took the very large, cross shaped sword off his back, it's jewels glinting in it's ornate hilt as it practically sang for Bushido's blood.

Just looking at the dangerous blade made his chest scar ache.

They both said nothing, glaring at one another. Bushido's hackles raised, snarling and digging his dangerous looking claws into the carpet, looking much sharper than normal now.

The stranger hummed, adjusting his grip on the large sword. "I never knew you to be a coward. But to take refuge in a human's home? It's pathetic. "

Bushido snarled, body suddenly growing larger and bulkier. The tense and silent room grew loud as the sounds of bones snapping and breaking filled it. The dog growled low and monstrously as he took shape, fur receding and body practically breaking and reforming from a large wolf and into a thick, powerful man.

Black fur disappeared to reveal tanned skin while his animal ears painfully grew and shifted into human ones. His hind legs snapped forwards slightly then back at an awkward angle before growing human like while his large paws grew long and thin into hands. His eyes changed only slightly in his transformation, pupils growing smaller but they still held their color, though they held hints of madness in them.

"What I do is my business," Bushido growled, large palms still looking lethal with sharp nails as he slowly stood from his kneeling position and into bipedal form. He looked so angry, for what reason, the swordsman had many guesses.

"Your business is mine to know," his sword clinked, blade shining alarmingly. "Wolves are dangerous. Letting just one in is fatal."

Bushido suddenly grinned, though it wasn't a happy one. His eyes shone with crazed madness while his mouth showed off knife-like teeth. "I can show you how fatal I can be."

It was so quick and unnoticeable, but the wolf moved in time. One moment they were talking at a standoff then the next he sidestepped the hunter's lethal swipe of his sword.

All was quiet. But when looking behind him, the wolf he noted the soft rumbling sound of the living room wall shifting very slightly. He stared as the white plaster formed a long crack from the floor and all the way up to the ceiling, a picture frame snapping in two from receiving the same cut. Luckily the wall didn't move too much or the ceiling and floor above them would be caving in. Bushido had no doubt that the bathroom behind the wall was also cut through.

As if on cue, the sound of porcelain falling to the floor and crashing into the tile answered his ears along with the sound of spraying water. No doubt that one slash destroyed the sink on the other side.

Bushido turned to look back at the hunter, glare still on his face.

The swordsman didn't even look disappointed at missing his target. Merely studying him with interest. Not many wolves had such reflexes and this one was definitely interesting. His gaze landed on the long scar.

"I see I left some impression on you."

Bushido reacted by touching his chest.

The golden eyed man tilted his head slightly, "I'm even more impressed you fought back."

The wolf grinned, "It's shameful for warriors to have scars on their back."

The statement made the hunter smirk, gripping his sword and preparing for another attack when someone came into the apartment behind him.

"What the double-fudge?!"

~

You gripped the man's back so hard that you were sure your nails were digging and breaking his skin. Bushido didn't even notice your grip, too busy thinking for a way out so you wouldn't get hurt.

You struggled, freaking the fuck out as the man kept his hold on you. "L-Let me go!!" You screeched, now pounding on his back.

Bushido scowled in annoyance, wishing you would just shut up so he could protect you.

You saw a movement above and looked up before letting out a scream. The hunter was now following after you two, jumping off the balcony and raising his sword to strike mid-air.

"Look out! Look out!!"

"Tch." The naked man jumped to the side just as the swordsman's weapon struck the pavement, causing the previous crater you both left to widen considerably. 

You found yourself wrapping your arms around the streaker's neck and whimpered, staring with wide eyes at the swordsman. Bushido quickly jumped back onto a parked car, making sure to put some distance between the stranger and you two. He growled menacingly as the hunter stood and prepared to strike once more.

They both stared for a full minute before the naked man moved with you onto another car. But why? It's not like the man had attacked you both-

"EEEEEEHHHH?!?!?!!" You stared wide eyed as the red toyota you both had been on suddenly break in half with a loud, alarming screech. No. Break wasn't the right word, it was cut cleanly in two!!! The cut itself was so precise that it looked like someone had taken a pair of scissors to the vehicle and cut straight down the middle like it had been paper.

"Holy shit. HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!!"

Bushido could practically feel the fear radiating off you as you shook in his arms. He suppressed the urge to bite into your neck and relish in your tender flesh, the predator side of him practically egging him on. He opted instead to gently pet your head, your trembling form calming down a little. Bushido wished to fight back so badly, but with you in such a state he had higher priorities.

And number one was calming you down.

You gasped when the strange green haired male suddenly nuzzle his nose into your hair; cooing softly into your ear. You could feel your body relax as he did this and you were too thankful and frazzled to think why.

It was kind of nice. You both were suddenly lost in a weird, tender moment.

But then the sound of a car horn letting out a long, loud alarm caused you both to come back to reality and the scarred stranger moved away just in time as a junky Honda landed on top of the car you had previously vacated; crushing the roof of the automobile and shattering it's windows. It took only a few seconds for the tearing metal to finally settle, but that didn't keep you from freaking out all over again.

"Did...Did he just throw a car at us?!?" You asked in a breathless voice, feeling more like this was some nightmare you couldn't wake up from.

"Hunters tend to do that." The naked man's voice rumbled in his chest and against your form, making you realize how close you two were.

Eyes blinking, you found yourself glancing down...down...down...

You were jerked once more as your...savior? Was he? I mean, he was protecting you, but why? 

Anyways, you were jerked again as he dodged the swordsman once more, the male having charged at you and started to slash and strike mercilessly. The male holding you was surprisingly fast though, dodging each attack with graceful speed. 

Maybe you were high, I mean, it could explain this crazy shit happening right now. 

You gasped when one attack finally got in a hit, but just barely. You saw a thin cut appear on your savior's shoulder and dribble a little bit of blood. He merely glanced at it then went back to dodging until the sound of wailing sirens interrupted the fight between the two males.

Fuck yes, the police!! You could even see the flashing lights in the distance as they lit up the dark streets.

The Hunter looked displeased as he placed his sword on his back and gave Mr. Streaker a contemptuous glare before suddenly disappearing out of thin air. You blinked in utter shock, unsure if what you just witnessed even happened or not.

"Shit." The man holding you hissed and placed you back on his shoulder before running away from the apartments and down an alley, pulling you out of your stupor.

"Wait!!" You gasped, eyes wide as you watched as you lost sight of your apartment. "Take me back home!!"

When he didn't respond you yelled at him again to take you back but he merely grunted in response, making you angry. You snarled and started hitting the man hard on his back. "Take me back, you ass-hat!!"

He ignored you and continued to turn and run down each alley and empty street, avoiding any lamp light until he made it to the rural part of town where he kept to the vacant backyards and playgrounds as he made it to the outskirts where the forest was.

It was a good thirty minutes of you screaming and struggling as he carried you deep into the woods before he stopped and placed you on your feet where you immediately started to beat him up.

And when I say beat him up, I mean throw limp wrist punches into his chest.

"Bastard! Fiend!! Pervert!! Take me home now!!"

He watched you with a raised eyebrow, letting you get a few hits in before grabbing your wrists and keeping them still.

"Stop." He hissed, face suddenly inches from yours with his sharp teeth slightly bared. 

You responded by blowing a raspberry at him which only seemed to annoy tall, muscled man.

"Listen to me!"

You didn't, not caring that he was losing patience with you as you suddenly shot your knee up into him. He quickly toppled over with a groan when you made a direct hit into his groin. You smirked in triumph and even blew another raspberry at him before turning around and running the opposite direction, hoping you were going the right way. But you didn't get a chance to think as you were quickly tackled to the ground, making you screech in frustration.

You were abruptly flipped onto your back, your eyes gazing up at the angry looking stranger above you. The look in his orbs prompted you to quickly start pushing and smacking at his shoulders as panic taking over, squeezing your chest painfully and making you short of breath.

"G-Get off me you-!!!" 

He scowled and grabbed your wrists once more, forcing them above your head as he glared down at you. You tried to pull them free, but his large hands kept them firmly in place; you feared he would suddenly snap them like a twig if you dared to fight him any more. "Just shut up for a minute and look at me!"

You turned your head petulantly to look to your right, "No!!"

Snarling, the man's eyes glowed a deep red as he took one of your hands and placed it on his chest, eliciting a gasp from your throat. 

"W-What are you doing!?!?!"

He didn't answer, just stared you down with his glowing, ruby eyes as he forced your hand to slowly glide across his chest, his toned flesh making your own form heat up. What the hell was this psycho doing?! He was making you feel him up!! You tried your best to fight off the perverted thoughts but all you could do was rub your legs together slightly as you felt more of this naked stranger's body.

You hated yourself for even having perverted thoughts right now, but just touching him and him holding you was sending electricity through every nerve in your body and it wouldn't stop!!

He felt so solid, your palm brushing down his shoulder and slowly over his peck where you felt the nub of his nipple slide between your fingers briefly as your hand went down, down, down, down. You felt your face grow red hot, body stiff as it now slithered over his abdomen.

1...2...3....Holy shit, he had a six pack. 

You mentally screamed and shut your eyes tight as the unknown man forced you to touch him and realized it went lower and lower and...

Wait...

Your eyes snapped open and studied the man's form, realizing it wasn't as smooth as you had thought it was. The trail he had forced you to take was marred with a long, smooth mark, much like a wound made by a knife...or a sword...?

You looked up, eyes wide as you stared into his face. It was then that things really started to click together when you stared at the scar on his left eye.

"B-But...How...?!"

His expression stayed blank as he studied your face, pulling your hand away from his body and onto his cheek; nuzzling into your palm with what looked like affection. 

"Zoro. My name is Zoro..."