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"Hey Yamato!" I said as I approached the school grounds at a running pace.

"Hey Symphony." He replied after catching my eye through the crowd of students. "You seem a bit late today." He said looking at the clock.

"Oh, about that…" I trailed off hoping he'd catch on to what I was hinting at.

"Let me guess," he leaned over close to my ear, "it has something to do with a doji."

I just nodded with a wide grin spreading across my face.

"I thought so, which one?" he said smiling.

I knew I started blushing, and I knew it would give me away instantly. "Service?" he asked. I nodded thinking back to what had happened.

"Do I even want to think about it?"

"Not entirely sure." I said laughing.

"Alright, I won't ask." He said smiling.

"So, how's Ulti?"

"Well…"

"Did someone say Ulti?" I heard him say coming up from behind looking like a normal human schoolboy.

"I did." I said laughing as the doji approached us.

"How are you?" he asked with a bright charming smile.

"Pretty good, had a good morning overall." I told the doji with a big smile.

"Have you seen Service? I can't seem find him anywhere."

"Well… I seen him earlier this morning."

"Oh, where was that?"

"My room." I said with a deep blush. Service had come to say good morning, and some other things, but I didn't want to go there. Then finished saying, "And he helped me cook some things for later."

"I'm going to go look for him." Ultimo said trying to find a way to escape the awkwardness.

…. Later that day.

I gasped in shock as I was lifted from the ground. A gauntlet was held over my mouth. "Don't scream and you won't get hurt." Said an evil sounding voice. What doji is it? I asked myself. I struggled against the doji anyway. The doji gripped tighter, meaning it was definitely and evil doji, as I had assumed earlier.

"Let me go!" I yelled into his gauntlet.

He chuckled. After about ten minutes we landed and he walked. Before I could say anything I was chucked onto a couch.

"Shut up and listen girlie." He said and I turned to face a pissed looking green doji.

"Vice." I said interrupting him.

"Did you not hear me? Anyway! Why were you and goodie boy on our turf this morning?" he looked at me, and after about twenty seconds he asked, "Aren't you going to answer?"

I shook my head, and he said, "Why not?"

"You told me to shut up." I stated.

"Answer me!" he bellowed.

"Okay. I had to go to the store to buy supplies for something I was going to bake and well Service came with me." I said truthfully, leaving out all unneeded details.

The doji glared at me, most likely thinking I was lying, and I shuddered ever so slightly. He seemed to notice it instantly. "Are you scared little girl?" he sneered.

"Just a little, for the record though, I don't really like you." I said, my stubborn side showing just a bit.

"Vice! I'm-" said a man walking through the door, who stopped short seeing me. "Who's this?"

"This is a girl I caught with a good doji on our turf."

The male looked me up and down. I screamed as loud as I possibly could. It looked like I had almost short circuited the stupid evil doji in front of me.

"What the hell was that for!" Vice screamed in my face.

"He looked at my cheast! Plus he's hideous." I exclaimed

"Hey! My-" He started to protest before Vice stopped him with a wavy of his hand.

"Does that honestly call for screaming?" he continued to yell.

"Can I please get home before my parents send police out?"

He just glared at me.

Please reveiw and sorry it's so short.