Minami slung herself over the fence. Wanting to run, to get away, so often now a days she felt this way. She didn't know what she would do if she saw Yutaka at this point, her anger was full swing. She took erratic strides towards the streetlamp just at the end of the driveway when she heard a voice calling after her.

She stopped dead in the center of the street light, her bangs falling over her eyes so she might evade the pressing stare of the girl she knew was opening the door behind her. She didn't want to turn around. She didn't want to see. Her hair would be messed up, she could be covered in love bites, she would probably have very little on, only having thrown together enough to keep her decent as she rushed off after the normally stoic girl. Minami wouldn't be able to handle it.

She heard the voice call once more when she refused to leave.

Finally she twisted her head towards the voice, her head hung low, she would not look the girl in the eye. She wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing the impending tears filling them for the first time since she first found out her loving angel was sleeping with everyone they had ever known.

"Minami please... talk to me..." Yutaka whispered, tip toeing her way down the steps towards the sidewalk. Holding the shirt she had thrown on in a firm grip, her heart paining her every move.

"Don't..." Minami spoke, her voice the quiet whisper it had been so long ago. "Don't come any closer." She warned, holding her open palm towards the girl, rejecting her.

She turned her back on her, ready to leave, but as she took her first step towards the empty road another voice rang out in the cold night air.

"Why!?" It questioned. Minami stood for a moment, before her mind recognized the voice as Misao. The tanned girl who had been fucking Yutaka all but a few minutes prior. In the dark overshadow of the lamplight above her, Minami's fists clenched and her nails dug deep into the soft skin of her palm.

"Why are you treating her like this?!" Misao screeched, her voice ringing in Minami's ears as the athlete took a step forward from Yutaka. Yutaka stood behind her, terrified at what this could turn into, desperate to hear her friend speak.

Misao took another step forward. "You have no right! She loves you and you're treating her like garbage!" She shouted at Minami, whose shoulders were hitching up in bubbling anger. Misao was taking full strides now, inching closer to the girl as she ripped on her.

"You're an ass hole, you don't even care, all she wants to do is talk this out." With each point she made she grew a foot closer, until she was right behind the green haired battle machine.

"You don't even deserve her-" Was all she got out, mistakenly putting a hand on Minami's shoulder. The action caused the tall girl to turn, all Misao could see was the flash of ice blue anger etched into her eyes, and her fist.

Misao was knocked back, having earned a sickening blow to the side of her cheek. She felt the punch embed the soft skin of her cheek into her teeth, leaving the inside of her mouth bloody and sore. Misao, being ever the trooper, spat the blood out before unnecessarily wiping her cheek. Her darkening brown eyes meeting Minami's as she righted herself and set her expression nearly as stone cold as the girl in front of her.

"Bad move Iwasaki." Were her final words as she lunged at the tall girl. Misao threw her fist with veracity, but Minami side stepped it with almost a shrug. As Misao was sung forward by the force of her own missed punch Minami took the opportunity to lift her fist and jab her in the back with a mighty swing of her elbow, the girl was strong, and she was fast, but was predictable, going by instinct and moving without thinking first of her moves.

Misao was brought to her knees, but before Minami could give her winning chuckle she felt her foot slip from under her and bring her to the ground. Misao had grabbed her and pulled her down to her level lying there on the ground.

Misao moved fast, clambering atop the tall girl and straddling her. There wasn't much Minami could do as she felt the connection of Misao's fist to her soft fleshy face.

It wasn't the first connection made, it seemed the longer the two lay there the faster Misao's punches became. Her arms swinging into them as she gained momentum and an overall sense of power.

Minami's face was in more pain than it had ever been in her life, she knew if she was to be any good in the fight the day after tomorrow she would need to get the girl off of her and in her place. As Misao swung once more Minami caught her wrist before her fist could make its impact, and very quickly jabbed her in the nose. When once wasn't enough to bring the girl down she jabbed again. Two seemed to be enough as the girl fell off her, holding her face and howling in pain.

Minami stood, she held a hand to her hurt face. She felt the sting at the contact and felt her rage broil. She stood, but her opponent stayed down. Minami kicked her once in the rib and all at once Misao forgot the pain in her nose, curling up on herself in a fetal position and defending her sore midsection.

"What makes you think you can talk to me like that?" She whispered, it was near inaudible but everyone could hear the coldness in her voice before she landed another kick on Misao.

"I've fought bigger stronger people than you." Minami growled, kicking twice more. "I've killed bigger stronger people than you." She emphasized, kicking the girl who seemed to be fighting less and less, staring up at her with terrified brown eyes.

She placed her shoed foot on Misao's face in triumph, smooshing her into the pavement. "Look at me again, and you'll meet their fate." She warned more quietly than anyone would have liked, her voice leaving an eery aftermath as she kicked her face and she was out cold.

Minami turned towards Yutaka and gave her a cold glare, the cherry haired girl was on her knee's crying, she had seen the horror that was the new Minami and she hated it, she hated her.

"I hate you." Was all she said, looking wearily into her eyes.

And so Minami left, not looking back as Yutaka lunged towards Misao, taking her head into her lap and crying over her fallen protector.

A single tear left Minami's eyes as she mourned their friendship.