The duel still was continuing, Iona had Bathory Countess, two cards faced down and had Baby Toyol and Miss Spirit Mercy on her field, both level three monsters. Shelly knew what was to come afterwards, it was blandly obvious.

Shelly hadn't been able to xyz summon any, she was never skilled like Iona was but was determined to win somehow. 'This prick is just cheating and destroying my monster's one after the other.'
Her eyes glared at the green-haired female who had a smirk on her face and couldn't help feel so overjoyed in her duel.

"I flip Baby Toyol back into attack mode, so I can build the overlay network!"
Shelly had raised an eyebrow, she had placed her monster in attack mode, used a spell card to place it faced down in defense mode then back again. What was the point of that?

Iona had actually thought her opponent would've done something during that time since she had three face down cards and wasn't even sure what they were and didn't want to take risks. But it didn't even seem like she was actually doing anything about it.

"I xyz summon, Pontianak the Beauty!"
Since now Iona had two xyz monster's on her field, she went to make her move and decided to end the duel right away; she was getting rather hungry now.

"I reveal my trap card, deafening screech. It forces your monster to reveal itself."
Her monster, was revealed but still was in defense mode. Faerie Knight had 2900DEF but only 200ATK. Iona could tell if she did attack it with her Bathory Countess then her monster would've been destroyed and lose 100LP.

Luckily she hadn't done that and played this out with smarts. She could see that even her Pontianak the Beauty was slightly weaker; however she decided to use an overlay unit for its effect.

"I use one overlay unit which allows Pontianak to cut her attack points in half in order to attack you directly!"
Since her Ponitanak the Beauty only had 2600ATK, it was halved to 1300; attacking Shelly directly which had left her with 800LP left.

Still having Bathory Countess as well on the field, Iona decided to go and attack her, "I'll attack you directly with my Bathory Countess!"
Since Shelly didn't really know what to do and panicked; which had left her to lose the duel. With a sigh; she had turned around to see that Quinton didn't have a duel gazer on his eye, but something else.

Green eyes staring as her feet quickly headed towards him, while Shelly growled.
"I'll be sure to get you next time."
She hisses before quickly departing away, Iona really thought that the blonde was just being immature about what was happening and didn't even bother say anything but wanted to know more about the tall male.

"What was that? I know it's not a duel gazer...how can I get one?"
She asked, sparkles in her eyes and determined to know; however his blue orbs stared at her and wasn't even sure if he should. It felt a bit uneasy to teach a stranger how to even get a duel gazer tattoo, however he would keep calm and smile at her.

"It's called a duel gazer tattoo, you have to go through a special method to get one. It's more efficent than a normal duel gazer."
Quinton could obviously see that she was more interested more he had spoke about it and wasn't sure if he should even allow it or not.

"You think I can get one? Whatever this method is?"
She asks him, a wide smile on her face as she forgot that she was rather hungry. Before he could open his mouth to speak, her stomach had growled loudly which made her face turn red from embarrassment. Which made him laugh, only a little.

"Perhaps if I get to know you better, then I will tell you."
That was all he was going to say for the time being, she did want to know and thought it looked rather cool, having a different coloured eye instead of the duel gazer which sometimes still felt so weird to her.

"Really? Well, I'll be sure to run into you more often."
Iona joked, laughing and grabbing the bags from him. "I'm so hungry, I should get home quickly!"

Especially because she just finished a duel and was hungry even before then. Waving goodbye quickly, her feet had sprinted home to cook the frozen pizza; even though she didn't like waiting at all.

"Ah I wish I knew what to make myself..."
The green haired complained, while waiting, hearing her stomach rumble again. She did have a feeling that she would go and bump into him again, it was bound to happen if it had happened quite a few times before.

"I wonder what kind of man he is..." She wondered to herself, hearing a few beeps indicating that her pizza was done. Her stomach once again rumbling again, "shut up stomach...I know! The food's ready, okay?"

She frowned slightly, glaring at her stomach as she went to dig in.
The next day, Iona wanted to go out just to get some fresh air while finishing one of the books she borrowed from the library.

Engrossed in it, she wasn't even focusing where she was going and was quickly pulled back. "You really have to watch it, nerd."

Urg, that voice; the only person in the whole entire world she despised more than any other. A frown appeared on her face and looked up from her book to glare at the male.
"Quattro..."

Out of everyone, why did it even have to be him? She had already seen the real him, two-faced and had anger-management issues.
"What? No thank you? After saving you like that, it's no wonder you don't seem to have friends."

Iona's eyes rolled, she honestly didn't care about friends- she had some, some 'friends' they were. "I'd prefer to not have any and concentrate on reading than to gossip and wear such unappealing girly clothes."

Bookmarking the page she was up to and shut it, keeping it close to her. Noticing his magenta eyes staring at the book and scoffing afterwards; "you're still reading those books?"
After exhaling angrily, the green haired female still kept the frown upon her face at him.

"Yes, and if you don't mind...I want to get back to reading, in peace."
Her eyes turned away and sighed; he was such a bother and sometimes wondered why she even bothered to waste her time arguing with him, let alone on him.

"Don't you have some dumb fangirls to flirt with?"
She asked, a smirk came on her face while staring at him while Quattro's eyes widened slightly; she wasn't like the other girls, he could see that she wasn't a crazy fangirl either. Somewhat he preferred someone who didn't need to bask in his glory; however she was crazy enough to be put off by everyone.

"Oh? Do I hint jealousy?" It wasn't even worth getting angry over, he knew he had to control even part of his emotions just to not let her get under his skin.
"Me, jealous?" Iona scoffed, feeling partially offended and angry as well - just like he does at times. From afar, anyone could probably tell that they would make a great couple, how similar to each other they were.

"Ha! Hardly, why would I be jealous? I don't have a reason to be, all fangirls are annoying; all they do is squeal in their high-pitched voices and don't even have a clue that their celebrity isn't as nice as the media portrays him to be...and by celebrity, I mean you."
Iona laughed, quickly disposing of her anger since it wouldn't do any good at all but at least she could see he didn't like to hear that from her mouth.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that?"
Quattro frowns, arms folding as he wasn't exactly pleased with what she had said about him; he didn't know why she had to keep this up, it seemed more like an act than anything.

"You know you can cut the act, I know you just want to be like that to impress me."
A grin came upon his face, at least he could say that without having to lose his cool; he was getting better in keeping his anger in tact, even if he didn't always.

Iona's eyes widened, cheeks turned red and frowned, growling at him and shook her head. Heart was rapidly beating fast, what he said wasn't even true and she knew that; but just his words alone made her feel irritated, and she wasn't all so sure why.

"I would never want to impress someone like you Quattro, you're so stuck up and look down on every other duelist who isn't a somebody, you're two-faced and you use a puppet deck...Really? And yet you complain about my interests, how about you get your own."
She says, her fists closed and quickly turning heel and leaving quickly before he has to say anything; feet heading towards the park, even if it wasn't as green as she wanted it to.