No longer then 30-40 minutes after there run in with the mysterious fighter Yamtao, Shino and Shuno were on the side of a paved road, leading to a town probably not even charted on a map.
I wonder what happened to that yamtao guy...
A lonely rock was on the side of the road, shino kicked it with his right foot and it went flying through the air. Oh crap... The rock pierced through the thin side of a car, going straight into its engine. Even though the car was a good 50m away, shino could hear something inside making a noise...a very unpleasant. noise.
BOOM
The car exploded into a massive mess of rubber and metal, flying in ever which direction. Shino was moving back and forth, left and right, dodging airborne pieces of metal. While he was moving he spoke.
What are the chances! we better run, someone is gonna catch us if we dont hide.
After the explosion, Shuno hung his head; Shino was getting good at landing the two of them in trouble. He knew this by now, and he got used to it. Still, it was hard to keep a good record as an angel when you're constantly on the run from the authority...
Guess he needed to get used to it...
What are the chances! we better run, someone is gonna catch us if we dont hide.
[glow=red,2,300]"You have a knack of having those words come out of your mouth, don't you?"[/glow] replied an aggrivated Shuno as he followed Shino. Before long, he knew what they should've done: turned themselves in, spent a few nights in prision, get their asses rammed by Bubba;
of course, Shuno wasn't ready for action...at least not from a man...
Before long, he took a firm grip of Shino's hand and jerked him into the closest door to him. Little did he know they had just entered a club. The innards contained a disco-like dance floor, a bar with all types of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks, and a bunch of crazed dancers.
The first person they met was a bouncer. Now Shuno had to admit by the expression on his face, he looked very constipated; he also seemed like the kind of person that would go home, watch gay men pornos, and jack it off to it. Shuno nearly broke out laughing at this alone. "Who's the minor!?" growled the bouncer, obviously not amused at the two of them; to the man, they looked like a man with his boyfriend.
Shuno didn't want outdone by the man who took after the stripper he had seen a while back. [glow=red,2,300]"He isn't a minor; he's just short."[/glow] The man didn't want to take this, but he just walked off...
Shuno just glanced at Shino and smiled slightly innocently.
Shino had never had anything alcoholic to drink except sake, the kind of drink that only the pure could drink...or so the saying went. The bar was odd, not your run o the mill bar, but it had quite a few things in the building.
Pool tables, darts, dance floor, juke boxes,..........more dart boards.........holy crap, thats alot of dart boards. Shino thought to himself.
Woah...that has to be.....40 dartboards... Shino was blown away by this more then the man with 6 arms. I mean, how often do you see that many dart boards. Shino still was snickering from being let into this bar, the bouncer did a poor job at segregating the young from the old...He deserved a nice dart in the ass later on...
Hey, lets sit down at the bar. Shino took a seat on the stool, it felt warm...a bad sign...Goda*****it, somebody farted on my stool. Shino stood up, and sat down a stool to the left. it was colder, a relaxing feeling....or at least better then a warm and smelly leather stool.
There was a dart sitting on the bar table, shino decided to show off his aim. he had years of practice from his training to be a ninja, throwing shuriken and kunai was a breeze, darts should come easy. Like a child to candy, shino picked it up, eager to blast it through the air and into the board.
Shino held it between two fingers and flicked his wrist, it went slicing through the musty bars air, it looked like a bullsey-
OH MY GOD! A man stepped to the counter and sat down RIGHT as the dart came near him. Without any warning, or idea of it happening, the dart pierced into his skull, a bullseye in some sense......a bad sense. The man didnt seem to be in any pain, he didnt move after he got hit.... a bad sign. But, he was still sitting up right, THAT is a good sig-
OH SH*****T
The man slid off the seat gracefully, landing not so gracefully on the ground below him. his head hit first and thats when the blood started to ooze.
Shino knew what to do right off the bat. The heroic, curageous, righteous thing to do....Stuff him under a table!
Shino ran to the dead body, and in one quick movement, tossed him along the ground. The dead man slid along the bar's floor, and rested perfectly under a dining table. Accompanied by a table mat, so no one would see the victim.