Another Day at the Gym. [Open]

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

The workday was over. Mikami was one for consistency above all else...and every single day, without fail, he would go to the gym after work. It had been that way since he joined up with them, and he didn't intend to stop anytime soon.

So here he was, footfalls even and well-paced, deadpan eyes set straight ahead as he carried on towards his destination. He had his briefcase with him, as always...clutched in his right hand tightly, as if there were something precious inside.

The truth was, Mikami was rather pleased today...despite a grueling day at work, news had reached him of two new Kira murders - two new deletions of useless criminals. He had happily recorded them in his Kira journal...his Bible, which now resided in his briefcase.

Reflecting on this fact for a moment with just the shadow of a smile on his emotionless face, he opened the door of the gym and proceeded inside. Like clockwork, he showed his membership card (though he didn't need to), went straight into the locker room, put his briefcase behind the secure, locked door, and set to removing his suit.

[Youkai Chi]

The young woman lay on the bench, the earbuds of her iPod blaring some Moi Dix Moix song into her ears, her hands gripping the bar holding the weights, her lowering it and lifting it, her muscles contracting and stretching out as she worked them, her body covered in a light layer of persperation from the nonstop work out.

"Let's take a break," one of ehr friends said, slamming ehr hand down on the stop button on the tredmill she had been jogging on, her sliding to the back before stepping off.
"Yeah," another said, slowing down her legs that were pumping in a circular motionon the bike until they stopped, ehr sitting there for a moment before lifting her tired legs over the seat and climbinb off.

Chi looked up to see her friends climbing off the mechienes and turned ehr head to the side, rubbing her ear against the bench, an earbud falling out, it's loud valume making it heard by nearby people.
"You guys are whimps," Chi said, but followed in their example, her lifting up the bar to where they rest above ehr head before she slid out from under them. One of her friends tossed her a water bottle, Chi catching it wasily, praccticalyl tearing the top off before gratefully chugging down the liquid, her body needing it after all the working and sweating.
"Alright," she finally actually spoke her agreement to relax for a few moments.

"I gotta check my messages," one of her friends said as they walked around the track against the walls of the gym, them walking past all the people.
"Fine," Chi sighed, following her friends down the hallway toward the locker room.
"Hey," her other friend said, both of them stopping right before going into the women's locker room, "Wanna do something stupid?"

Within moments, the girls had their hair down, their shirts tied up, exposing their stomachs, and their whole bodies wet with both sweat and water from the sink of the locker room. They all laughed and giggled, except for Chi, her fighting back laughter, but the second the three burst into the men's changing room, she broke out into laughter as her friends calmed themselves.

"Ow," she whined, getting elbowed int he ribs, but she soon looked like the other too, her lips in a kissing pucker, leanign to one side, one hid sticking out, her eye winking occasionally to the guys within the locker room, a few looking embarassed, a few rather amused, all surprised.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Mikami had been partway through changing his clothes - thankfully, he already had his sweatpants on, but he was getting ready to pull his tanktop back on...when the girls burst into the mens' locker room, causing a ruckus.

Now, Mikami is not an unattractive young man, and with his glasses off, and his well-muscled chest and arms completely bare...he looked a likely target for the flirting. However, the look on his face was less than impressed - in fact, it was rather angry.

He HATED interruptions, and this...was an interruption.

"Just WHAT," he began, walking right up towards them, his black tanktop still slung over his arm, his glasses clutched in one hand, "...Do you ladies think you're doing?" His voice was quite stern for a man of his early twenties, his face without a hint of humor.

"Besides, of course, making a fuss that could go against your memberships?"

[Youkai Chi]

Chi looked at the man, an eyebrow raised at his angry responce to their joke.
"Aww..." one of her friends said, going to him, "Don't be like that. You know you want some."

Chi and her other friend, even the one close to Mikami, had to fight back laughter at the words and well.. jsut the situation overall. Chi's hazel eyes showed more of the cat like yellow that was aroundt he edged, light shining right down onto them.

"Lighten up," she said, walking to the guy, laughing lightly as she spoke, her friend walking back to the other as Chi approached.
"We're jsut having a little fun," she said, "Is that so bad? I thin that if you might actually have some fun or get some action, you would be a pretty cool guy. You seem to tence... mean... Jackass...ish...." she said, this bringing her friends into laughter, though Chi only stood there, her arms over her chest, laughter rather close, but easily faught away at the moment for some strange reason.

>>sorry for legth<<

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Mikami, however, did not laugh. He didn't smile, either, and he showed no intentions of 'chilling out.' Instead, he pulled on his tanktop - tired of letting these girls get a giggle out of him - and put his glasses on, glaring over them. His eyes were full of fire...full of anger.

"...And yet if any men walked into the ladies' locker room, they would be accused of being a pervert, or worse. You can call me mean, you can call me a jackass - I don't really care. But I don't pay for a membership here to have my dignity compromised by a gaggle of bored little harlots."

He drew himself up to his full six-foot-one, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "Now I am going to go and exercise, like I came here to do. I suggest you get out before I have you lot kicked out for sexual harassment. Quit acting like we're pieces of meat and get back to...whatever it is you were doing before."

With that, he pushed past them, shooting them a chilling glare as he walked out into the main gym. A few of the more timid guys in the locker room gave him a little cheer of agreement.

[Youkai Chi]

Chi listened in silence, somehow keeping herself from exploding on the guy as he talked, not effected by his cold, normally intimidating glare. Her friend's were obviously effected, both shrinking back, especially when the man stood up to his full height.

"Harsh," one commented as Mikami walked out, but Chi didn't even move. "Uh oh," she oher one said, seeing something about the man had effected Chi in a far from possative way.
"Let's go," the two friends said in unison, hooking their eyes with Chi's and forcing ehr to turn around and started leading ehr away, Chi finally forcing them to a stop when she felt a ligtht pinch on her ass.

"Oh hell no," was all she said, tryign to turn around, but her friends were now runnign to keep her from attacking the poor man, even if he did deserve to be beaten within an inch of his life for gropping a seventeen year old girl, who was mreo than likely atleast half his age. They drug their stugglign friend out into the main aprt of the gym and toward the area they had been before going back to the dressings room. The pushed down ehr shoulders, making ehr sit on the bench, but she only stood back up, "I'll kill that bastard," she growled, walking back toward the locker rooms, her friends tryign to pull her to a halt, each hodlign onto her arms.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Clank. Clank. Clank.

By the time the girls were walking back up, Mikami had already made his way to his favorite machine, the muscles in his arms working in neat unison. He was just about finished with his first set (when aggravated, he tended to move a bit faster than he should) when he saw the girls storming back out, making a fuss.

For a moment, he thought he would just let them be...but then he decided against, hearing what Chi said. Even if they had brought this on themselves, he wouldn't get any peace until they calmed down.

He stood up and walked right over, his expression as stern as his voice.

"...What is all the fuss about now? Are we still calling me names?"

[Youkai Chi]

The girl continued to struggle between her two friends, their faces frozen when they heard the man behind them, though Chi didn't even seem to noticed, her friend's voices and the man's voice all like a low hum in the back on her mind. She continued to struggle, her friends trying harder to get her to the locker room faster.

The young girl in the center finally broke free of her friend's hold, stumbling foreward before falling to the ground, but quickly pushinf herself up and running toward where she had last seen the perverted man, the catlike yellow in ehr eyes more visable somehow because of her anger. The excersise that had tired her only moments ago was now nonexistant, her mind to preocupied with, her plan, to literally beat the shit out of the man.

The girl cracked her knuckles, her pace now slower, her head turning from side to sude before hjerkign her head against her shoulders, a loud cracking sound coming from each jerk. She lifted her fist and pushed herhead side to side, her neck giving a softer cracking noise.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Ordinarily, Mikami would have been satisfied to have been ignored and walked away from. All he really wanted was to go back to his favorite machine, do his sets, and go home. It was simple, it was organized, it was how he wanted his life to be.

But if the girl who was presently cracking her knuckles and storming into the mens' locker room AGAIN was any indication, that quiet workout time just wasn't going to happen.

Frown deepening and eyes turning fierce, Mikami headed right after the girl, arms at his sides, muscles in his shoulders and arms tensed up. Oh, he was angry. This trip to the gym was incredibly frustrating for him, and now he was getting himself involved in something.

Still...as much as he didn't want to admit it, he wanted to know what had happened to make the girl so angry. If it was nothing but her picking a fight, he could have her kicked out. But if there was someone bothering her who shouldn't be....

I can't abide useless people.

[Youkai Chi]

The girl let out a startled yelp as her friends together tackled her to the floor, her face against the floor, it inches from the door leading into the men's locker room. She lay still for the few moments that her friends pinned her down before standing up themselves, pulling her to her feet.

Her friends had a tight hold on her arms as they started toward the from of the gym, now eager to leave here to get their friend calmed down. Their hold loosened as they nearly got to the main entrance/exit, and Chi took this chance th slip free of their hold. Her running past the dark haired man again, her friends desperatly following her into the hallway. Chi started into the locker room, her eye twitching slightly, but then she suddenly realised that she didn't know who had groped her.

"Damn it," she said under her breathed as she pushed through the door. "Alright," she yelled, her hands in tight fist, "Which one of you fags grabbed my a.ss?" she demanded, the men looking shocked and amused as they had before. It was obvious that none would fess up, but Chi brought in another threat, "I'll start beating every single one of you until you either rat the bastard out or you come forward," she growled the warning, though the amused men only gave out chuckles.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

"ALL RIGHT, LISTEN UP."

The voice was loud - a sort of authoritative snarl that echoed through the room, hushing at least a few of the chattering, sniggering men.

Mikami stood behind Chi in the doorway, leering through his glasses with his arms crossed. He had heard the girl yelling...and while he thought she had it coming for her earlier antics, it still pissed him off that a grown man would take advantage of a young woman that way. That righteous anger set his brown eyes aflame, hands twitching and clasping either arm.

"I've had ENOUGH of all this. It's impossible to get any exercise in peace while people are acting like small children in a schoolyard. The girls should NOT have come into this locker room - but if one of you DID touch this girl in an inappropriate way, you had better step forward NOW!" On the last word, his composure slipped just a bit, lip curling to show off white teeth in a snarl.

"My name is Mikami Teru, and I am a CRIMINAL PROSECUTOR. I am also a regular at this gym. I have seen all of you before - and if you do NOT step forward, culprit, I will report the most likely of you for sexual harrassment, and you will be investigated. DO I MAKE MYSELF QUITE CLEAR?"

[Youkai Chi]

Criminal Prosecuter

Perfect, someone she wiould more than likely work under with the future career she had chosen in law, this being her plans since she was ten, her taking the plans more seriouas as she grew older, dispite her and ehr friends playful mischiefs. Many people often doubted she could becomeone, her often thought to already have or have a criminal record by the time she would even be out living on her own.

But, outside of the time of her deep depression, she had spend hours simply studying cases and laws and citezen or immegrant rights, being often sought out by her friends for advise or knowledge when they found them selves in a jam, which was more often than she pleased.

Chi looked back at the man finally, but kept herself quiet. He wasn't deffending her because he felt it was the right thing, it was because he couldn't get peace. No one that... kind was anywhere to be found in this world anymore, well, there was the rare few, but they were like neddles in haystacks to find out there.

She only looked back at the men, lookign back and forth between her and the man. She let ehr head fall in defeat as she turned and walked past the dark haired fellow, "Just leave it," she mumbled, "Not worrth it," she sighed, her voice sad and disapointed, ehr friends staring at her, shocked at her sudden change in mood, though she did have mood swings more often than she should, her never submissing or giving up this easy.

They looked at the man as Chi walked out the door, them soon quickly disapearing after her. They watched ehr sadly as she quickly grabbed up her things, not even bothering to change, from the women's locker room, anhd slowly starting back toward the front of the gym.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

The fact was that despite how cold Mikami could be - despite his tics and pet peeves - at his core, he was a kind man. It was true, he was frustrated when his schedule was thrown off-course...and perhaps it was also to be admitted that today, he was more agitated by this fact than anything else....

But it was also true that, above all, Mikami was righteous - and he wouldn't stand for anyone being mistreated who didn't deserve it. The girl had been irritating, yes...but that didn't mean she deserved to be manhandled. As she walked away, he said nothing, still fixing the room with his steely gaze....

A few minutes later, the girl would see him wandering out into the lobby - still in his workout garb - leading one of the men by the arm to the front desk with a look of disgust on his face. "This man is here to admit to sexual harassment of a minor," he growled, giving him a light shove towards the the desk. The man yelped and stumbled, looking quite nervous. "Make sure he talks to you."

With that, he turned away...but paused, looking towards Chi with a frown. He would really rather not talk to her, but....

Sighing, he walked over to her.

"Excuse me." His voice was dry, but insistant.

[Youkai Chi]

Her friends stared at her completely confused. They just couldn'tout what had happened to their best friend. It was so unlike her to just suddenly mello out in such a situation. They followed her, sad looks on their faces, but both of them froze at the voice of the Mikami fellow that had ended up confronting the man that had groped their friend.

They both turned their heads back to see him, and quickly looked at Chi, who had stopped, but was yet to turn around and face him. They looked at the man he had taken to the man to the front desk, their looks quickly growing harsh. They obviously felt a hatred for the pervert for touching their friend, but the second they looked back at Mikami, their eyes were softer, more grateful.

Chi finally turned around and looked at the dark haired man, her eyes dark and sad even, one might say. Had she finally realised that she couldn't always handle things in physical violence? Or was it that she felt intimidated by the man that held the position in her planned career?
Intimidated?! Her friends had even thought of this posability, but their friend, their Chi, their 'Blood Demon', being intimidated? Or was the fact she was submissive supposed to show that she could stay calm and impress someone that she would more than likely be working with in in the future?

They were unsure, but their eyes quickly darted back to her when she spoke. "Yes?" she asked, her suddenly looking, if anything, older. She suddenly didn't look like the hyper active girl they had known for years, the one who's voice was naurally loud. She looked tired suddenly, too, as if the years of never getting proper sleep and worries had finally taken their toll on the seventeen year old.