Author's Note: The twist is starting to untwist itself! Er, not really, still thinking... I'm doing a pretty good job considering the fact that I'm winging 75% of this fic. I do not own the characters. Enjoy!

Let's Try To Be Normal

"Is it just me or are you a little spooked about Konoka's fortune telling?" Asuna had asked Setsuna on their way back to Setsuna's apartment.

Setsuna had felt uneasy all day after Konoka had read her palm. Do I really have a special power? And who the hell is this person I hold dear? Is it Asuna? It could be... Or maybe it's-

"Hey? Come back to earth!" Asuna said, interrupting her thoughts. Setsuna blinked and looked at her friend. "I guess it is bothering you if you're spacing out like that."

"Eh, I'll be fine. Fortune telling isn't real. It's just an act." Setsuna doubted her words. Even though the thought of having powers appealed to her, she just wasn't sure if she wanted them. She shook thoughts out of her head. Relax, Setsuna. It's all nothing.

"Oh God, it's them..." Asuna groaned in dismay. Setsuna saw them, too and also groaned in dismay. Two rough-looking males, one scrawny and the other slightly buff, were making their way towards Setsuna and Asuna.

"Hey Bone, look! A couple o' dykes are coming our way!" said the more buff one of the two.

"I see 'em, Spike. Hey ladies! Wanna know what it's like to touch a man?"

Setsuna rolled her eyes. She and Asuna have had problems with these two before. The skinny one with a bright blue mohawk named Bone was the leader of a street gang. Each member had a different colored mohawk. Asuna found it funny that homophobes like them had such colorful mohawks. Also, each member wore a black vest with a shirt of the same color as their mohawk. Both girls thought that this was rather ironic. His right hand man, Spike, had a grass green mohawk and a twisted jaw, due to one of their first encounters.

"What the hell do you two want?" Asuna demanded. "In the mood for another broken jaw?"

Spike flinched, but Bone stood his ground. "Chill red head. We wanna be friends, That way you can play with our new toy."

He took another step closer, one step too close. Asuna swiftly kicked him in the gut, knocking him on his rear. With a roar of anger, Spike quickly got into Asuna's face and was about to make impact with her face. Asuna used the back of her hand to smack his fist away and brought up her other hand to deliver a punch of her own. Asuna smiled as she watched him fall to the ground.

"How many times have we told you two to leave us the fuck alone?" Asuna growled.

But Bone smirked and got to his feet. "Bitch, please. Take a look at my new toy!" He held his hand out in front of him showing them a mechanical glove. The fingers were missing and it had three buttons in the middle. Only one of the buttons were lit up.

"So you went shopping?" Asuna asked sarcastically. Suddenly Bone's 'new toy' began to make a soft humming sound. The palm of his hand glowed a silver color. The ball of light launched itself at Asuna who instantly went down.

Setsuna saw her best friend hit the ground and immediately went into action. Before Bone could react Setsuna had his wrist clamped tight in her hand. "Wha-," let out a confused Bone. She kneed him in the gut, causing him to fall over. Finally Setsuna karate chopped the base of his neck. Dazed, Bone hit the ground.

Spike had recovered and was back on his feet. Seeing his fallen leader on the ground he launched himself at Setsuna without thinking. Setsuna jumped and kicked one leg up, smashing Spike's chin. A tooth sailed through the air.

Again Spike met the ground. Quickly getting to his feet he collected Bone and started to run. "This isn't over, bitch!" he exclaimed, tail between his legs.

"What the hell was that thing?" Setsuna turned around to find Asuna behind her. "That glove...like...what the fuck?"

"Don't worry about that," Setsuna fretted over her friend, checking for injuries, "Are you okay? You went down pretty hard."

Asuna waved her away, "I got a scratch on my arm, but I'll live. I'm still trippin' over that glove... Maybe we should tell someone about that."

Setsuna shook her head, "I don't think they'll bother us for a while." Setsuna looked down at her clothes, "Ugh great! I don't have any clean school clothes left and washing them by hand is a pain!"

Asuna began to laugh, "You sound like a girl! And you totally have work today so you'll smell like gangster sweat."

"Crap! Those tools wasted my time! I'm gonna be late!" Setsuna took off running in the other direction. "I'll see you later!" she shouted behind her.

Setsuna had always kept her uniform in her backpack in case of incidents like this. She was a waitress at a restaurant on the good side of town. She sprinted up to the door and ran in the bathroom to change. She was putting on her hat when she walked out. The manager happened to come out of the men's room at that moment.

"How was your day, Setsuna?" he asked in a friendly tone.

Setsuna sighed and rushed over to a full table, "Eh, could have been better." She pulled out her notepad to take orders and was surprised to see who it was. "Ko-Konoka? Mr. Konoe?"

Mr. Konoe smiled, "Ah, Setsuna! I forgot you worked here! I'll make sure to give you a nice, big tip." Setsuna tried to speak, but was lost for words when lovely brown eyes met hers.

Konoka gave her a sweet smile, "Well...aren't you gonna take my order?"

Setsuna snapped back to reality and remembered her job. She took their orders and when they were ready she came back with their food.

"Oh, Setsuna! I almost forgot," Mr. Konoe said suddenly.

"Yes sir?"

"On Monday morning can you come down to my office? Bring Asuna, too. I need to talk to you."

Setsuna was surprised. Did he know about the fight she and Asuna were in? "Alright sir, I'll see you then."

Setsuna went to other tables, but wasn't quite there. Wherever she went she could feel eyes on her. She knew who it was. She blushed self consciously until the Konoes left. When she went by to clean their table Setsuna was pleased to find a nice twenty dollar bill as a tip.

END

What the fudge does he want? Heh, I'm no waitress, but I think a twenty buck tip is pretty good. More soon.