*Yays! Part three of Zoie and Zain Go to College! I'm very proud of this fanfic, even though it's not very far along. Well, this installment is dedicated to Avi and my sister Zoie, because they are the only reviewers so far, and I think that they are the most wonderful people in the world! You guys rock! This part is kinda short, but I'll post again soon.*

Part Three: The Movers

Zain and Yusuke walked down the stairs smiling, and trying as hard as they could to act normal. As much as Zoie loved her sister, she could not stand Yusuke since he had broken up with her, and Zain knew that she wouldn't be too happy with their newfound affection for each other. Zoie had finished packing up everything on the shelves of the living room, and was now yelling at a couple of movers for scratching her one-of-a-kind couch when moving it through the door. "You stupid son of a bitch, I swear, if you ever come back here again, you're DEAD!" "Whoa, down girl," Zain said as she walked over to calm her sister. "Don't even start with me, Zain! Look what that bastard did to my couch!" Zoie ranted. Zain looked nervously at the couch, but she could see no mark. "Erm. what's wrong with it?" she questioned. Zoie gave her a look of shock. "Can't you see the huge gouge he left in the wood?" She then pointed to a nearly invisible surface scratch that could be easily polished away. Instead of arguing with her sister, Zain simply held back her laughter and turned to the movers, who were standing in the doorway waiting to be paid. Zoie sighed, and went into another room to do some more packing, while Yusuke sat calmly on the misplaced couch. "Hey, I'm so sorry about that little episode, guys. My sister gets a little.er. protective over her art." She looked up sympathetically at them, and then bent over to get some money out of her wallet that was on the table beside the door. One of the men, a tall and handsome, but rather dumb-looking human, cocked his head to the side and elbowed his friend in the ribs. "Hey, what the hell was that for?" the second man asked the tall one, rubbing his ribs. His partner nodded his head in Zain's direction, smiling. "Check out the legs on that one, Koji." Koji, the shorter man, looked over, and he, too, began to examine Zain as she counted the money. "Watch this," said the taller man, putting his hand on Zain's shoulder. "Hey, excuse me, sugar, but this one's on us." He gave Zain a sleazy smile, and put his arm around her waist when she stood up to see what he wanted. "As long as you'll go on a date with me and my pal Koji here." Zain glowered at him, and almost told him to screw off, but before she could, the man was tackled by a flying, black. thing, and knocked to the ground. Soon enough, Zain realized it was Yusuke, beating the living daylights out of the now unconscious mover. "Don't.you. ever. talk. to. my. girlfriend.like.that.again!" Yusuke warned the man, speaking to the beat of his steady blows. "Hey, lay off him, you jerk," Koji bellowed, hitting Yusuke fruitlessly on the back. Yusuke stopped his torture of the man on the ground and turned to look sharply at Koji. "Boo," he said to the scared-looking man. That alone was enough to send the man screaming down the street, with Yusuke in hot pursuit behind him. Zain let out a small laugh and turned around to find herself looking directly into the eyes of a mad-looking Zoie. "Girlfriend, hm?"