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Kuromi only growled in response to the thief’s taunting as he continued playing keep-away with her prized possession. He was sending her feral at this point, the persistent threat to her life putting her into a fight or flight mode where the only option was fight, because unfortunately he was the only one between them who could actually fly. Clenching her jaw, she held back once again from sinking her teeth into this dirtbag as he kept smirking, so proud of himself for his stupid petty theft. He was clearly only doing it to get under her skin at this point, for fun, as he said. If she stopped showing any reaction, would he get bored and give her the ring back, or would he just drop it (and her) for this height? There was no telling, which grated on Romi even more. What was she supposed to do?!

Before she could come up with anything to solve her predicament, he put her in a new one by shifting their positions so he was holding onto her instead of her being latched onto his back—he was too fast and strong; she had lost what little control she had left before she could even realize it was happening. His next threat settled her course of action. Eat or be eaten, she was either going to survive this encounter or not. “On secon’ thought,” she said, grabbing onto his shirt, “I’ll jus’ drag ya to hell with me!” With that, she leaned in and clamped her jaw around his neck.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” As soon as she tried to reach for the ring, the Rowdyruff instantly shoved his arm out of the way even further, making it even more harder for her to go for it. “Not so fast. Didn’t think I was going to make it easy for ya, would I?” Butch questioned with a taunting smirk. He knew the minute he brought out that ring, that she was going to try to snatch it away from him, hence why he purposely kept it out of her reach. But she was bold— especially with how high up they both currently were, even if she was able to get the ring, what was she planning on doing afterwards? Kneeing him on the groan so that he’ll let her go? Yeah, as if that would turn out great for her, unless she did wanted to die.

“Because it’s fun to steal from others, babe.” Butch remarked, his smirk once again growing at the sheer frustration and annoyance he was causing her. What, did she think that he actually needed a reason to want and steal this ring for her? Sure, he hadn’t know at the time when he snatched that ring away from her that it wasn’t a real diamond, but even after he realized that it was in fact a piece of junk, it was her reaction that made the musician want to keep his hold on this ring. She obviously found this thing to be important to her, must be sentimental—ew—which is why she desperately wanted him to give it back. But Butch was curious to see how much fight she had within her before she gave up. “Nah, I think I’ll keep this as a little prize instead.” He then ended up claiming, flicking the ring in the air for a hot second before catching it again in his hand. “Oh yeah?“ Thanks to her looser hold on him, Butch took advantage to switched their position until he now had her held in his arms. “Wanna test that theory?” 

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“Ack!” Kuromi tensed as Mai immediately accosted her with a hug as soon as she stepped through the door of the bakery. However, she relaxed and returned the embrace in the next moment  as her best friend nuzzled against her head. What was with this level of gratitude at her mere presence? Not that Kuromi didn’t deserve such a warm welcome on a general basis, but…once Mai started explaining how she was robbed, it made more sense.

Kuromi’s first reaction was indignation—how dare someone rob her sweet, defenseless friend—and her second was an even deeper, more intense level of indignation as she recalled her own mugging earlier and immediately started to question whether the two incidents were connected. Pulling out of Mai’s arms, she said, “Yo, was the guy this tall—” (she raised her hand somewhere above both her and Mai’s heads) “—dark hair, horny pervert? Aww, I shoulda sent him to right to hell when I had the chance!”

Standing dazed next to the bakery entrance, Mai still couldn’t understand what happened. She had been stolen from! Granted, it wasn’t anything she had on her person that had been taken, but the pastries she worked hours on making and baking had been snatched without her realizing, and as soon as she did, he was already gone! She had tried to go after him, but just as she reached the door, it was as if he disappeared without a trace as the pink haired girl couldn’t catch a single sight of him. She had frowned in response, head still spinning over everything, so much so, that she didn’t even realize her best friend walking down the block towards the bakery. It was only until she saw the familiar sights of Kuromi’s purple hair through the glassed windows was when Mai snapped out of it.

“Romi! Thank goodness you’re here!” Mai cried, instantly throwing herself at the other girl just as she walked inside the bakery. Wrapping her arms around her, the taller of the two then rubbed her cheek against the top of her friends head before continuing. “I was robbed, Romi! The cookies Mai had made and even some of the pastries from earlier too…..gone! All gone!” ( @kuromifyu )

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Who wouldn’t be afraid of splatting on the ground if they fell from hundreds of feet in the air? Stupid question. Stupid jerk, trying to scare her out of sticking up for herself. The irony was that, as terrifying as mortality was, she actually did have fun flying. Diving towards the ground was a thrill—people usually paid for an experience like that, albeit they were usually safely strapped into the harness of a parachute, not clinging to a punk ass dude’s back like they were the parachute…Regardless, Kuromi didn’t want to give the guy the satisfaction of knowing that she was either scared or having fun, only answering his taunts with a sharp laugh before returning to stubborn anger.

“Only piece o’ shit I see here is you,” she fired back, growing bold enough as they hovered still in the air to let go of him with one arm and try to grab for the ring again. Unfortunately, his own arms were still longer, and she couldn’t reach. “Why’re ya stealin’ a piece o’ junk from me anyway? Jus’ give it back already!” She didn’t answer as to why she was apparently risking her life for the ring. Not only because it meant something to her—which she wasn’t sure this guy would understand or relate to at all—but because at this point she was growing more secure in the feeling that she wasn’t actually in danger. Despite being super-powered delinquents, the Rowdyruff boys also had reputations as musicians to maintain. Actual murder would be a PR nightmare. She did decide to warn him, though: “If ya kill me, I’ll come back and haunt ya forever!”

Butch crackled. The second his feet was off the ground, he felt her latch onto him even tighter, holding on for dear life as the realization that they weren’t on land anymore had hit her. Then as she spat out how he better not drop her because she was “precious cargo”, he wickedly grinned. “Awe, what’s the matter toots? Afraid to go ’SPLAT’ on the ground?” The Rowdyruff taunted as he flew higher and higher, making the distance between them and the ground larger. If he wanted to, he could shove her off of him and let her go, test out exactly how much precious cargo she really was. After all, she was the one who dared to go after him, so she should’ve known what she was getting into once she got on his back. But on the other hand, Butch was enjoying himself in hearing the fear within her voice— maybe he won’t forcefully drop her, but he will continues to scare the shit out of her.  

With a devious thought in mind, he hooked his arms over her legs, and without as even giving a single warning he flipped the two of them over and swooped down towards the ground. He flew in a rapid pace, the sight of the ground coming closer and closer until— Butch swooped back up, manically laughing yet again as her hold had tightened even more. Once they were at a good distance (far enough where she could still get hurt if she tried anything), the Rowdyruff paused midair. “Now wasn’t that a load of fun?” He sarcastically claimed,  releasing his hold on one of her legs before re-producing the ring again. Looking at it again, the musician huffed before tilting his head. “This thing is a piece of junk, you know?” He began, outstretching his arm and keeping the ring out of her reach. "You're really gonna risk your own life for this piece of shit?” 

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The delinquent’s retort about being horny made Kuromi automatically loosen her hold on him, almost dropping off his back. “What’re ya, some kinda pervert?!” she replied, for the first time wondering if getting the ring back was worth it at this rate—if he wasn’t just some petty thief but a total creep, too—but before she could make the decision to let it go, they were suddenly rocketing off the ground. She instinctively wrapped her limbs tighter around the man in sheer self-preservation, so she didn’t end up a splat on the street below. The fact that he was probably some kinda sicko wasn’t her first concern anymore. Actually, her first thought was Wheee! Her second was, “Ya better not drop me! I’m precious cargo, y’hear?” Did he even know who she was? And who the hell was he?

Romi hadn’t gotten much of a good look at the guy’s face when she was launching herself at him, tunnel-vision focused on getting her stolen possession back, but a guess as to who he could be struck her as they soared through the sky. There were three super-powered scoundrels around the island that you’d have to live under a rock not to know about: the Rowdyruff Boys. It sure was ironic—if they’d met under any other circumstances, Kuromi might have had something good to say about the music their band produced. She honestly didn’t even give a crap about their crimes either, until it affected her. She wanted her damn ring back. If she wasn’t still worried about dropping hundreds of feet, she would have sunk her teeth into the bastard by now, but all she could do was hold on and whoop as they swooped through the air. The ride was undeniably thrilling, though she still planned on biting as soon as they touched back down. Unless the horny freak would be into that..Shit.

He hardly had much of a chance to turn back around when she started to sprint towards him. Running through the street as cars began to drive by, the Rowdyruff couldn’t help but watch with amusement as the purplenette managed to dodged getting hit, only for him to then snort at the thought of what she was planning on doing. Did she think she could take him on if she catches up to him? All it’ll take is for Butch to shoot up in the air and fly away for him to be miles away from her. Yet, after making it across the street, he stood in place from where he was, leaning against the pole of the streetlight while still very much tauntingly holding up the ring. If only she knew all he had to do was crush the piece of jewelry within the palm of his hand and it would cease to exist. Then what was she going to do? Probably cry in pathetic tears or something, he chuckled at the thought.

Turning away from her, Butch had half a mind to just go for it, having no real intention on what he was planning on doing with the ring. He could see it wasn’t real now that he had a hold on the ring, but even if it was, it wouldn’t stop the Rowdyruff from destroying it if he wanted to. But just as a decision was made, a sudden weight flung onto his back, causing Butch to stumble for a hot second. “What the?” It was her! She finally caught up to him, and as her hand grabbed onto his face, she shouted about clawing his eyes out if he didn’t give her the ring back before calling herself crazy. Instead of being intimidated, Butch laughed. “Awe, babe. You never seen anyone as horny as me!” He claimed, not caring what he said made any sense to her. If she wants crazy, he can give her crazy! With his smirk turning wicked and without as much of a warning, Butch shot up in the air, dragging her along with him. 

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Kuromi laughed at Dewey’s response, the perfect blend of sarcasm and real shit. He was so funny, sometimes without even trying, that she couldn’t help but enjoy his presence even if he wasn’t the typical company she kept. They only ran into each other once in a while, but she could really see them getting closer if they spent more time together. “Takin’ over the world with magic was takin’ too long, so I went for music,” she answered cheekily, before getting serious. “It was prob’ly the best bad decision I ever made. Ya just hafta feel the thrill of a whole crowd under yer spell once to know it’s worth it. You ever try it?”

"My life's just bad decisions with alternative music playin' in the background." -@kuromifyu

If any other person had said this, Dewey would have immediately chimed in with me too! (though he'd argue he's more of a pop music vibe) followed by an attempt at making a beat to match their energy. Despite his and Kuromi's similarities though, he was still too competitive to see the rival as a friend. If he weren't so stubborn, he'd likely have eased up on her by now — since the bombing, Dewey didn't have many people in his corner anymore. It was no secret that the middle triplet needed friends lately more than ever, but his attitude remained the same. Instead of relating to her statement, he asked, "So is that why you became a DJ?"

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So there she was, mindin’ her own fuckin’ business, when this jerk comes out of nowhere and snatches the ring off her very finger. Kuromi didn’t know how the guy could even move so fast unless he had some kinda super speed, which…didn’t seem all that unlikely. She shouted a “Hey!” as soon as she felt the ring slipping off her hand, but it wasn’t until he was halfway across the street, showing off his spoils to mock her, that she realized just which piece of jewelry he’d swiped from her. It wasn’t even a real gemstone, the dumbass—it was costume jewelry, its only real value being sentimental. He couldn’t pawn it for shit if that was his plan. But Kuromi didn’t intend to let him get far enough to find that out on his own. That was her matching friendship ring with Mai; she wasn’t letting some rotten punk thief get away with it without a fight.

“Aw, like hell you do!” She gave chase immediately—managing not to get hit by a car, which was the best luck she’d had today—and caught up to him on the other side of the street, where she promptly flung herself onto his back like a bat out of hell. “Give it back!” she demanded, scrambling to reach over his shoulder and snatch the ring out of his hand, which proved to be an impossible task seeing as how his arms were naturally longer than hers. Changing tactics, she locked one arm around his neck to help her keep clinging on despite any attempts to throw her off his back, and reached for his face with her other hand. “Or I’ll claw your eyes out! I swear I’ll do it! Ya ain’t never seen crazy like me!”

"I've been schemin' like a criminal ever since, to make 'em love me an' make it seem effortless." -Kuromi [ @kuromifyu ]

Barely caring to hold in his scoff, the Rowdyruff rolled his eyes at the lyrics to the song she was singing as she passed him by. Ugh, it always had to be some shitty song about love, didn’t it? She literally could’ve sang about anything else— drugs, sex, weapons, blood, mass destruction, and yet, it was love!!! Could her music taste be anymore boring and predictable? As she continued to sing the next verse to the song, Butch watched from where he stood as the purple haired girl came to a stop by the cross walk, waiting for the signal for her to cross, when something shiny caught his eye as she lifted up her hand. A ring. The diamond was a dark purple—nearly black—shaped as a heart and held by a golden band with horns and wings protruding out of the heart shaped diamond. It wasn’t the most fanciest looking ring he has ever seen, and it sure as hell wasn’t the most expensive. Yet, as he eyed the piece of jewelry, the desire to snatch the ring away from her came to mind and Butch grinned.

Randomly stealing from people wasn’t uncommon. In fact, once the idea was set within his mind, it didn’t take much longer for him to put it into motion. And just as the light signaled for her to walk, Butch zoomed towards her, slipping and snatching the ring out from her hands in a blink, before he started to run off across the street. And just as he did so, the Rowdyruff was cocky enough to turn back to look at her, shooting the girl a smirk as he held out the ring for her to see. “Thanks for the ring, babe!” He called out with a wink. 

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maya + going feral

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♡October 31st - Happy Birthday Kuromi♡

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"Kuromi's invasion. Kuromify the world."

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Name: Kuromi Morozumi Nicknames: Romi, Dreamkiller Age: 22 Birthday: October 31, 2002 Height: 5′1” Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Agent of chaos