When his enemy had disappeared, Black Jack cursed under his breath only to hear him scream. The moment he looked up a sword was at his throat. "Uh, ha hah." He laughed nervously. "Look lady. This isn't what it looks like... I mean... er..." He didn't know what to say to her, he wasn't used to being around woman and actually [i]speaking[/i] to them. It was mostly the sex that happened between him and the opposite gender. He took a moment to clear his throat before he frowned beneath his mask. "Look, LADY. If that bastard dies I'll lose any possible leads to find the other bastard that fucked me my whole life!! Er.. not literally." [i]Wrong choice of words.[/i] "So anyway. You gotta let me go so I can finish what I started. It's important!"

Kenji clutched his stomach, kneeling on one knee on the ground. "Aghh..." He winced and looked at his hand that was soaked with blood. His eyes rested on the two a bit away from him. It brought a smirk to his face. "Oh. Two bad young weakling. You'll never find Shirley man now." The Japanese man spat blood on to the ground before disappearing in a small puff of smoke. 

"NO!!! FUCK." Black Jack grabbed the scimitars that he had dropped used them to push Trick's sword from his throat. Quickly he stood up and ran toward where he last saw Kenji. "No! No! No!!" He winced and wrapped one hand around his gut. "Ughh..." Black Jack turned to face Trick, glaring at her beneath his mask. "YOU. YOU LET HIM GET AWAY. That was my only lead to get [i]him[/i]."