(Kaia's POV)

I brushed the dirt off my jeans. Now where did that ninja guy go. I froze, a trail of dark smeared blood seemed to lead behind the nearest Dumpster.

"Help me please" a voice whimpered from the shadows.

ShuJiro lay behind the Dumpster, blood beginning to pool around him.

I pulled at his arm, my fingers curled around his bicep. His arms are so muscley. No, focus on helping him. Not that. I clutched his arm tighter and pulled again. He moved a little.

(ShuJiro's POV)

I woke in a strange room. The walls were a pale gray color. Maybe blue? I tried to sit up. A bandage across my chest constricted my movement. "Where's my shirt!" I bellowed, suddenly embarrassed.

I think its Kaia that rushed to my side. I dangled my legs of the edge of the sofa until my toes tapped the cold tile floor. A tight pressure irritated my left thigh. I glanced at it. Gauze was wrapped around it.  Wait where are my pants? At least I'm wearing my underwear still. I stood slowly and limped to Kaia, my facing heating up slightly.

I felt my face pale. She backed up against the wall. I placed my palm on the wall next to her head.

"Where are my clothes," My brows furrowed in concentration.

(Kaia's POV)

His hand was on the wall next to my head. I held more breath as he drew closer.

"Where are my clothes," he demanded again.

Several scars littered his bare chest. I wanted to trace their outline. My fingers ached at the thought. His sapphire blue eyes glared into mine. Color rushed to my face.

His opposite hand flashed like lightning and closed around my throat in a vice like grip.

"In the bathroom," I gasped and weakly gestured in its general direction.

He let go and I gulped the sweet tasting air down.

(ShuJiro's POV)

I limped towards the bathroom. How embarrassing. The bitch saved me and humiliated me at the same time. She must of fed me too because I'm not hungry any more. I noticed the lingering taste of pepperoni in my mouth.

I entered the lightly lit bathroom. My clothes lay folded in a neat pile. I pulled on my black fighting pants on first, then I slipped the black fighting shirt on next. It had red embroidery along the neck and sleeves. I glance in the mirror and run my fingers through my hair to comb it. I pull on the fingerless leather gloves and tie the belt around my waist. Hey she even repaired the holes that the shurikens made. I wrapped the bandana above my forehead to keep my hair out of my face. I flex for maximum effect. Oh ShuJiro you look fabulous. I thought.

I opened the white door. "How do I look, babe," No longer shy about being in her house.

Kaia was nowhere in sight. Hmmm. That's odd. Why would she leave with a stranger in her house? The window pane was cracked. I  pulled out my knife.

"Kaia," I whispered, gazing at the shards.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind me. I slowly turned.

A/N
Thank you for reading ShuJiro Modern Day Ninja chapter 4. Please vote and comment. Sorry for the cliffhanger and any typos. The story will continue.
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