"Hey, I got your food, Ichigo-Chan!" realizing that, if he weren't careful, he could easily lose his temper, Kish decided that the best way to handle this little 'situation' was to play it cool and to keep as close to Ichigo as possible.

"Oh, thank you, Kish. Here, I saved you a seat! It was pretty hard though…" glancing warily around at all of the men surrounding her, she simply turned and patted the chair by her own, removing from it her bag.

"Thanks so much… It was pretty crowded in there, so it was a good thing you didn't go in." cheerily passing one of the school's silver lunch trays over to her, he smiled warmly, watching her intently as she examined her food.

On the tray, on intricately designed platters, was set her breakfast. A nice hot plate of French Toast, with a side of scrambled eggs. Beside it, on a slightly smaller platter, just as intricate, sat a bowl of freshly made oatmeal, dotted lightly with sweet raisons. Beside it sat group of containers, consisting of brown sugar, cinnamon, butter, and syrup. To drink she had been given a clear glass, filled to the top with freshly squeezed orange juice with a straw.

Um…" was all she could manage to say as she stared down in awe at the food before her. "This looks like it took a while to make… You'd have to have a pretty large staff of professional chefs to make this so quickly and deliciously…" fumbling some with her silverware, still wrapped within the red cloth napkin on her tray, she got to work, delicately cutting into her sausage, bringing it slowly to her lips as they opened. She took her first bite, a bit unsure of it, took some time to savor the taste, before smiling happily and doing the same with another piece.

"The princess is so delicate when she eats!"

"KAWAII!"

"I think I'm in love!"

"Me too!"

"Men are such animals! They can't even get a grip of their own hormones! Just because that slut walked into the school with Kish, she got so much attention… Now, they've stopped fawning over me and started cooing over HER!" as she passed by table 7, she let out a soft humph of annoyance before simply walking off, her two closest followers tailing behind her.

"You can hope to attract more butterflies with a sweet scent then you can with simply a net you know…"

The voice rang silently throughout her ears, sending a cold shiver up and down her very spine. It was a sweet tone, very friendly, yet somehow very mysterious and dark. Glancing around, it was as if no one else had even noticed it.

"Oh, and who are YOU to give ME advise?! You've never had a boyfriend before, and I've had several! I can't even count them all on both hands and my toes!" placing her fists triumphantly onto her hips, she scoffed into the air, turned up her nose, and glared down at Ichigo.

"I do not mean you any disrespect in saying this but…well, you've just proved to the entire school that you cannot keep any kind of commitment, be it a relationship or a homework assignment…" she hadn't even budged, her voice remained sweet. She bit down, into her last piece of chicken and chewed delicately, awaiting the woman's shrewd response.

"You have no right to judge me like that! Besides, you're just some orphan, who was, until recently, camping out in some rundown prostitution apartment…" grinning triumphantly as she watched Momomiya Ichigo finally raise her head from her lunch, Katy had been sure that she'd gotten her cornered.

"You're quite bothersome; I hope you realize that sooner, better than later… For your information, I am not a prostitute, and it's safe to say that, despite my not having enough money, I am willing to pull my own weight to earn it honestly… That's obviously something your father would know nothing of… Kormikle Jin Fang Lee, Chinese, Russian, and Slavic… I've known many respectable people from these parts of the world, but I must say that I have never met such a drunken adulterer, cheapskating politician than he… I find myself loosing respect for his company, which is on the verge of bankrupsy, having borrowed more than he can pay back to my father. If I were you, I would simply just stop talking and walk away."

'How… How does she know all of this?! It's only recently that people have begun to hear about the bankrupsy! …Come to think of it…daddy DID say something about Yakuza…Then that would mean…if she just said he was her father… SHE'S FROM A YAKUZA FAMILY!' shaking uncontrollably, Katy could barely stand as she backed away, feeling her entire body convulse into a cold sweat.

Upon seeing the horrified understanding cross Katy's features, Ichigo knew she'd won this round, and had decided to celebrate with starting on her corn.

"Katy-San, you really shouldn't choose to pick a fight with me, especially when I'm trying to have a peaceful lunch. Now please leave and go eat with the rest of your own friends."

Face flushed in anger, fists clenched at her sides, knuckles white, lips pursed and eyes narrowed, Katy retreated, unable to find a suitable comeback at the time. "That B****, she ruined me! Everyone, including the teachers and principle, were watching! I can't believe this! If she's a Yakuza Daughter, then why was she living like that?! I will admit that she is a worthy adversary…though I still intend to win in the end." Grudgingly, she glared over her forkful of eggs, to where Ichigo sat beside Kish, HER Kish, laughing and talking, as if the two had always known each other. Momomiya Ichigo was just too innocent and just…It made her sick even thinking about how much she absolutely hated and despised her.

DING!

That was the release bell, the one in which signaled the release into first period.

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