"Well, have you made up your mind? Are you going to do the smart thing and stay here? Or, at least take me with you."

Usagi cocked an eyebrow, questioning Duo with her eyes. She whipped her hand to the side, her sleeve brushing briefly against his cheek. "You have underestimated me, Duo-kun. I don't do the smart thing… I do whatever I think may result in Yuy's face of shock."

"You're like an octopus with those sleeves," he said, waving her hand to the side. "I don't think Heero could ever go into shock. It's impossible for someone like him."

"Precisely my goal." Her smile broadened as she once again shifted her gaze towards the bar entrance. She noticed a small towel to her side. "I'm determined to drive both Yuy and Barton absolutely insane. And if that doesn't work, I'll give Chang a shot."

Duo shook his head slowly. "He's even worse, trust me on that one. It's like talking to a rock… a rock with a katana. He's immune to everything but himself. And if you try to tell him that, you'll probably end up bald. Why is it always the hair?"

"So, he's the conceited type… Just as I thought…" Usagi brushed her fingers against her chin in a thoughtful manner. "I'll have to come up with a brilliant plan. Maybe I'll trick him into entering a bar, making him think it is some highly secret government conference, but really it's a women's bath house… At least I'd get a good nosebleed out of him."

Duo snorted. "You think a nosebleed is hard? I wouldn't even go to all that trouble… Just lift the edge of your hem a little. Showing bare skin of a feminine leg is enough to last him for weeks."

"That won't do…"

"But, getting off the subject… Are you going to see a drunken Trowa or what? If you go with me, I'll probably end up hammered myself…"

"Drunk, eh? In that case…" Usagi spun on her heel, grabbed the towel from the chair beside her, and flung it back at Duo. It blanketed his face, and she took the opportunity to run.

"O-oi!"

Duo's shout was the last thing she heard before stepping hurriedly into the next room and thrusting the door closed from behind her. She took a few steps to the side in order to blend in with the crowd, and then reclined back against a wall. A sigh escaped her lips, catching the attention of a few surrounding men. They smirked at each other, then at her.

Flustered, Usagi pulled up the sagging cloth at her chest. "Perverts," she spat, edging even further into the crowds. When she had finally caught sight of the bartender, she began to move even quicker.

Just as she was about to beckon the bartender, she caught the familiar face of Trowa. Inhaling sharply, she pressed back into the mass of people. Seated casually at his side was Heero, a glass of alcohol held in his hand. She held back a snicker as she watched him drink from afar. He swirled the liquid, took a graceful swig, and turned his attention towards Trowa. Carefully, stealthily, she drew closer.

"The girl must have been a burden," she heard him say. "It is unlike you to go out drinking."

Trowa closed his eyes and shook his head. "No. I came here to think."

"I see." Heero swayed slightly in his seat. "Does she know where you are?"

"Duo will not allow her to enter the bar. I told him specifically that she was not to know of my whereabouts." He glanced sidelong, towards the back door.

"That's what you think," Usagi said aloud, her voice muffled. She shuffled to the side, trying to get a better view of the two men. Her foot, however, caught the edge of her robes, and she stumbled forwards into someone else.

"Well, well! What do we have here?"

Usagi cringed inwardly. It was a man, naturally. And he wasn't alone.

"Looks like a little lost girl to me, Kyo-san," replied the other one. "Lift her head. Let's get a view of her face, to make sure she isn't crying."

Kyo, the man who was holding her, forced her head back with a clump of her hair. As she gradually looked up, a grin played his lips. She scowled at him.

"No tears. She's pretty, isn't she? But she doesn't look too happy." He watched her squirm, amused. "What's wrong with you, eh? I'm not going to hurt you!"

"You are hurting me," Usagi retorted, her voice low. Typical, clumsiness in a bar always resulted in a situation such as this. "Just leave me alone… Go bother someone else. I don't have time to play. You wouldn't want to get on my bad side, either."

"Oi, oi, Kyo-san! I think she's running from someone! Do you think she's a thief?"

"Perhaps," he murmured, his eyes studying her face intently. "But she doesn't act like she's done anything wrong… Just suspicious."

"I think she needs to be punished, right, Kyo-san?" The other man laughed loudly.

Both Usagi's patience and endurance was running thin; she did not particularly trust the look in Kyo's eyes. He wasn't paying the least attention to her warnings. And before she knew what was happening, her rage began to take control.

Kyo was the first to notice the sudden change. He shook her a little. "Hey, wait a second! Girl, what the hell's going on with your eyes? Speak to me or you'll regret it!"

The reply was a hiss. "Don't ever threaten me…"

          "Trowa! Heero!"

Trowa turned curtly on his stool and nodded his greeting. Heero, however, remained sprawled lifelessly across the table's surface. He made a grunt of acknowledgement.

Duo began to glance nervously from side to side, chewing the corner of his lip. He gave Heero a light nudge to the side. "This really isn't the time, Heero… Usagi is missing again."

Trowa's glass came slamming down onto the table, instantly shattering. He stared straight ahead, not bothering to look at Duo's face of surprise.

"O-oi, Trowa-san… Are you going to clean that up?"

"Where is she?" he asked, teeth clenched together. His voice came out neutral, although there was a sort of edginess to it. "Tell me where she is. Now."

Duo shook his head. "I only caught sight of her as she ran off. She's somewhere in this bar; that's all I know… I think she's searching for you…"

"Damn girl, damn girl… Damn girl," Heero mumbled into the material of his sleeve. He was obviously too drunk to get a grip on the situation. "Causing more trouble… Trouble, trouble…"

"You do realize you're repeating your phrases over and over?" Duo beamed, patting Heero's shoulder. "He's such a funny drunk, isn't he, Trowa?"

"Trouble, trouble…" Heero waved his hand off leisurely. "I don't want… to eat that soup… It looks poisoned… Trouble… Damn girl… I want soup! Feh, stop shouting…"

Duo raised his eyebrows. "What the hell are you going on about? He isn't making any sense, Trowa… He's talking to himself. It makes me want to give him some soup."

Obviously ignoring him, Trowa was instead focused on the crowd gathering in the center of the bar.

Nearby, a man turned to someone else, his voice low. "I hear there's a fight going on between that Kyo man and some girl. No one knows who she is, but they say she moves like a possessed demon. What a strange way to act!"

"That's strange." The other man shrugged his shoulders. "But, on the other hand, there are some women that you just shouldn't piss off… I swear if they get mad enough, you can see claws sprout from their fingers. In the end, they're all demons… Kyo-san must have really outdone himself this time."

"It's her," he confirmed. And he was gone.

          "I don't want to fight a girl like you," Kyo growled, rubbing his cheek. She had already dealt a blow to his face with her hand; it was faster than he had predicted. "You're too scrawny; it would not be fair."

"You waste your breath." Her smile was icy. "Quit stalling and hit me!"

His nostrils flared. "If that's what you really want, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" By the time he had lunged forwards, she had already appeared on the side opposite him.

Her accuracy was astonishing. She dropped to the ground, spun, and struck him in the shin with her foot. The same smile still remained on her lips as he tripped and fell back.

"You're even more pathetic than I thought." Usagi stood, her eyes blazing. "You should never have messed with me. Foolish man!"

"You-you're insane! Who the hell are you?!" he shouted.

She laughed; a loud, piercing sound. "I am just a mere girl with a bad temper! And look at you, pathetic. You can't even strike me down without tripping over yourself!"

"S-shut up!"

"Usagi!"

She spun around violently, narrowing her eyes towards the approaching man. "Oh hell, not you… I don't want to go back until the fun is over! Go get drunk or something… Leave me be."

Trowa didn't move. "I haven't come here to demand your return."

She was suddenly interested. "Oh? You haven't?"

"I've come to answer your challenge," he said. "I will fight you."

Usagi folded her arms, snorting. "Why would you want to fight me? I'm the one you're protecting, after all." The redness of her eyes intensified.

"I was never assigned to protect you. Only to keep your actions under close observance." Trowa paused. "And your actions have become out of hand."

"Why should it matter to you?"

"Your recent behavior is a threat to our organization. I do not know why you have these sudden changes, but I intend to find out. Either calm yourself or I shall do it myself." Trowa began to take a stance.

"Usagi and I are whole. You cannot get rid of me." She licked her lips. "It's the way of the Tsukino for rage to be unleashed through another half of your soul; the darkest side. I am Usagi in one way, but on the other hand, I am not. I am simply her inner demon."

"This style of fighting is not new to me," Trowa replied gruffly. "You shouldn't act too carelessly. I know how to rid Usagi of you, Demon."

"I don't need to be taken away from her. She doesn't want me to go away. Ever since her Father's fate, she has longed to ruthlessly avenge his death. That memory is the only reason I remain inside of her. You can't change her mind about the past. Fool."

"There are other ways."

She growled. "Bullshit. I know Usagi better than any of you. She's already given in to my existence. Usagi is mine!"

SHOULD USAGI:

Pull up her robes and prepare to spar,

OR

Scoff and decide to spare him her demon-like wrath.

Authors Notes: Sorry that it's so short, I just thought I'd better get it out pretty quickly because I'm going to be away for a short while... Well, that was kind of typical of Usagi… By the way, I've decided to change Feedback Corner a little bit. I'm going to respond to people who have one or more of the following kinds of reviews: Strange beyond all reason, amusing, long, informative, supportive, or just simply one that I really want to respond to! Heh. I think I'll most likely end up responding to all of them… Please don't be mad if I don't! *Runs*

Feedback Corner: Chapter 13

Water Angel: You must be psychic! ^_^;;

Sunshine Fia: Thank you so much for the long review! Well, a lot of people have been asking what the pairings are, and… Whoops, I can't let that out! Heh. What's better then confronting Heero while wearing his robes? Confronting an inebriated Heero while wearing his robes! Oh, you'll see… Hehe…

Usagi Asia Maxwell: Asia-san! Immature? Yes, very much so… She's going to end up giving poor Quatre-san a heart attack! You don't like signing in much, do you? Me neither! XD

BayDen: Hehe, she bolted! Thank you for the nice review.

dreamertwin: I suppose it could be the same idea, taking Duo with her… Ah, but then she wouldn't be able to throw a towel over his head! Heh, I'm insane.

Kalika55: Most of the questions you asked will gradually be answered… It'd kind of be a giveaway…

Kokonu: Ah, you're so nice! I love Quatre-san, too… He's so… huggable! Thank you for your review, I hope I get to hear from you again!

ChibiBear Check!: YO~! Heero is very amusing when he is drunk… I never thought it possible… But you described it just how I would have imagined. I love the way the whole plot is coming together; we finally know why Usagi gets all psycho! She's freaky when she's psycho. Anyways… I think she should spar, I really want to see what Trowa would do. Great chapter! Write more soon!