"I don't have a problem with you." Tohru was quick to retort barely intimidated by the girl's oppressive and menacing aura and her piercing glare. "I do got a problem though when some bastards sell a friend of mine a rotten batch and he ODs, but what do they care? It's more Yen in their pockets, right?" She hissed with an equal amount of venom the girl was gouging her with, her eyes narrowing into slits like retribution's shiny daggers. "Look, I'm not one to make a scene, so I'm not gonna do anything here, but I will say this...I don't like [i]any[/i] Yakuza thugs, because your asshole drug pedaling, murdering friends really f***ed up my neighborhood and killed alot of people I know. So let's try to stay out of each others way. Sound good?" 

She didn't give another word to the Yakuza b*tch as she turned away, but once her eyes were off the black haired woman....they just had to fall on Mira. [i]F*ck! She's here....[/i] That look in her eye....Tohru could tell she was bothered, and possibly by the way Tohru's been treating her here recent. Now another nagging feeling had to assault the rocker, guilt. [i]Maybe....maybe I should just chat with her. Don't even bring up anything about her and what you heard. Save that for later.[/i] There was a thick lump conjuring in her throat as Tohru left the Yakuza girl and carefully approached Mira, her heart threatening to break through her ribs with as much as it pounded against her chest, such a ferocious beat similar to a Dave Lombardo drum solo. [i]Calm....don't screw up.[/i] She took a deep breath inward before shakily speaking to the pink haired beauty. "Uh...h-hey Mira. Sorry I didn't wait up." This had to be how Pervy-san felt alot of the time, because it took Tohru not long to notice Mira's...eh.....[i]enticing[/i] position. [i]What was that rule about being a perv? QUIT LOOKING!!![/i]