A/N: As you see I've change the title of this chapter. Sorry, I'll try not to do this again, seeing how I've done it twice already.

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Chapter IV

Ichigo had spent near to a half an hour searching her oji-san's office early that morning. When she had come up with nothing except a back ache from bending over too long and dust bunnies, she gave up and decided to leave. Locking the office door behind her, the blonde girl looked up at the time on the digital clock in the hall: 7:45. She swore. She had fifteen minutes to get to school! She made her way down to the ground floor, waving at the clerk as she passed. "Did you find everything you needed?" the clerk asked. She chuckled nervously and lied smoothly, "Yes, sir." and ran outside to her bike. I can't be late!

"Uesugi-san, would you please step outside for he duration of the class time?" her teacher asked.

Ichigo groaned. Great. Just great. She walked outside an leaned against the wall. Well, I guess this gives me more time to deal with the obaa-san problem.

Keiko rushed out of the class as soon as the bell sounded and grabbed the tardy girl's wrist. "There you are!" she exclaimed. "You're not usually late!" "Yeah, what gives, Ichi?" Nene asked, coming up beside her,. "Family crisis…" She answered with a sigh. "Really?" Her friends stopped their eyes wide. "Yeah, but I'd rather not talk about it…" "Okay, whatever you say, girl." "So! About your date with Yuri!" Nene interrupted excited. "What about it?" Keiko gave her a strange look. "Uh, it's tonight." This statement hit her like a lightening bolt. With all the stuff about Uncle Tohma going on she had totally forgot! "Don't tell me you forgot?" The long haired girl asked. "Well…" Her other friend panicked. "How could you forget something like this? A date with Yuri Sato is every girl's dream. The sexiest hunk in all of Ejihaan High!"

The blonde smiled slightly. "How could I forget….."

"Then you ARE still going out with him? Right?"

Ichigo hesistated for a moment.

"Right?"

"Of course!"

Keiko nodded. "Good. You had me worried there for a second."

"Now!" The other grinned. "Just what to wear?"

"Well, I thought I'd go with the…"

"I KNOW what you're going to say, Miss Strawberry! And Lady Keiko says we need to go shopping after school!"

"Lady Nene seconds that!"

"All opposed?" They said together.

Ichigo said nothing.

"Great." Keiko grinned. "Girl, you're gonna knock that boy for a loop!"

"That's what I'm hoping!" Ichi quipped.

"Oi, Shindou!" Ichigo gritted her teeth and froze. That creep! He'd done that on purpose! "What did I say about that, Yamamoto!?" her eyes became dangerous. Naka smiled smugly at her. "Can't recall." "You're obviously looking for another busted nose." His eyes took on a lecherously quality and he slunk forward like the hideous snake he was. "I don't think so, baby. You're going to be mine." He grabbed hold of her wrist as he did before then pulled her to him. He pressed her to him and tried to force a kiss a kiss on her. Ichigo struggled under his control, trying to break the creep's hold on her. "Let go of me, bastard…." She ground out. He didn't let her go but instead pressed his lips to hers in a bruising manner. She gagged, his kiss and touch was repulsive!

"Let go of me!" She struck him across the face hard with her closed fist.

He faltered back and couple of steps and instinctively put a hand to his face. "Bitch." Ichigo became cruel and angry. She was tired of Yamamoto thinking he could take whatever he wanted all the time! Especially her! When he made a move to grab her again she cold-cocked him upside the head, then came around with a spinning kick and nailed him in the gut. Then for a finishing blow, she grabbed his wrist and his elbow a he staggered around and practiced her Judo move on him, throwing the smug pervert to the ground and landing on him with all her weight. Her forearm was pressed against his exposed throat when a teacher found them and it took said teacher a moment to pry her off him before she was sent to the principle's office for fighting on school grounds.

"So, this is what you do when we're not around. You're a busy girl." Eiri Yuki proclaimed, looking down at his daughter.

"Tou-san…"

"I got pulled away from my novel, you know, young lady." He frowned, a cigarette between his fingers. "I hope it was for a good reason. They say you were beating up someone?"

Her eyes became venom. "The creep deserved it1 He was getting a little to personal. So I practiced my martial arts on him, that's all!"

"Personal?" Yuki's eyes got dark. "How personal?"

She knew that tone. It said he wanted to rearrange to boy's face.

"I took care of it!" Unlike some girls, she could handle herself!

"This little bastard tried something with you didn't he?"

"I said, I…."

"Didn't he, Ichigo?"

"Well, yeah but…"

"Not another word."

She twitched in her seat. "C'mon, we're going home!"

"We are?"

"Yes, you're being sent home for fighting." He took a drag. "Go get your things and let's go."

Yuki looked over at his daughter sitting in the seat next to him. He'd find out where the little bastard lived and have a personal chat with. "He didn't hurt you did he?" "Do I look hurt?" "Don't get smart with me, Ichigo!" She was cowed by this. "No, he didn't." She sighed. "I'm fine, really." The car stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, smoke from her tou-san's cigarette floating out the driver's side window. "So, are you excited about your birthday?" He tapped off the ashes. "Remember we're taking you and your friends out to dinner before the concert." "Yeah, I l know." Her voice was stiff. "Your okaa-san's working really hard so this concert will be perfect." He looked over at her and saw Ichigo's face. It wasn't a happy one. "What's wrong with you?" "I can take care of myself you know, tou-san." Yuki put on the breaks. "All right, Ichigo Uesugi, what the hell's your problem!?"

She made a face.

"Naka Yamamoto's a jerk and perv, but I can handle him!"

He pulled the car over, sighed, and turned off the engine. "So that's what this is about?"

"Yes."

"I haven't stepped in for you yet, Ichigo…"

"I know…" She put her head down. "I'm being such a brat, aren't I?"

"Not compared to Shuichi."

She grinned slightly.

"This cannot be what's bothering you, Ichigo…" He leaned back in his seat, shutting his eyes. "You found out what happened to your aunt Mika, didn't you?"

"She left him."

"I don't fault her."

"How can you say that, Tou-san!?"

"Tohma's been screwing up way before you were born; hurting my sister a day at time. This time he's taken it too far."

"So you know who it is, Tou-san?"

"That's not my story to tell."

"Again, not your story…."

"If Seguchi wants to tell you all he will." Which I highly doubt it seeing how his secret is me. He wouldn't want his niece to know the person he's been lusting after is her own tou-san.

Tears began to leak from her eyes. "Why the hell did he have to do something like this? Why did he have to hurt her like this? Men are such creeps!"

Yuki sighed.

"Tou-san?"

"Men are like that sometimes, Ichigo, you just have to take it. Sometimes they're not always trustworthy or true."

"Gee, Tou-san…" He waved a finger in the air. "A vote of confidence for men all around."

"I'm just lucky I happened to find Shuichi… A rambunctious ball of energy he might be… But I do love him. I always will, Ichigo."

She smiled. "Your sappy side is showing!"

"Is it?" He put on a stoic face. "And I thought I was doing a good jobat still maintaining the cold bastard routine."

"Are you actually getting a sense of humor?"

:"Don't tell your okaa-san or he'll never let me live it down."

She made a motion against her lips.

"My lips are sealed, Tou-san."

"I would hope so."

"Look, I'll make up a deal…" Yuki said as he entered the house. "I'll take you out tonight. Think of it as a pre-birthday dinner."

"Oh, Tou-san, I can't I have a date…"

"A what?"

She cursed, realizing what she'd said. "Nothing!"

"Don't lie to me, Ichigo! What's this about a date?" He turned a serious eye to his little girl.

"I've got a date tonight."

"With whom?"

"A guy from school."

"What's his name?"

HE picked up the phone and started dialing a number.

"Yuri Sato."

"Grade?"

"Freshman. Why?"

He held up a finger and went out side, closing the door tightly behind him.

Ichigo stared after him strangely what was that about!?

Sometimes he couldn't believe he was forced into doing this, but Yuki surmised he had no other choice, so he made a call to Crawford Winchester, also known as K. The American had his old connections with the CIA, connections that had served him well in the past. Him being the possessive father of a teenage girl. "Great Manager K of the band Bad Luck!" the crazy one answered. "K? This is Eiri Yuki, I'll need another favor from you." "You want me to check up on one of Ichigo's potential boyfriends, right?" "Correct." "Name?" "Sato Yuri, age 15 or 16 ." "Gotcha. I'll get back to you with that information as soon as possible, Yuki-san." "Thanks." He hung up the phone, feeling a bit sleazy, buy hey this was his daughter. He'd do anything to protect her. He knew about the predators out there. He had to protect her from men like himself.

His daughter pulled away from the glass when she saw her tou-san was making his way back inside. She hadn't heard a thing. Damn! She scurried into the kitchen and busied herself with making herself and him a snack. "Ichigo?" "In the kitchen, Tou-san." "All right, I'm going to go back to work." "No problem! I'll bring your lunch to you when it's ready!" She went back to making a sandwich for him. What on earth had he been talking about? "Why is everyone keeping secrets from me?" she muttered, slapping on the top of the sandwich. "Can't I be trusted?" The phone then rang. She dropped the butter knife. "I'll get it!" She raced into the livingrooom and picked it up. "Uesugi residence!" It was K-san, or at least she thought it was him. He hung up so quick upon hearing her voice. Ichigo stared at the receiver. "How strange…"

She hung it up.

The blonde shrugged her shoulder and went back to making her tou-san's lunch.

Knock! Knock!

"Come in."

Ichigo entered his study and set the plate down, along with a glass of soy milk. "Here." Yuki adjusted his glasses and looked at the glass of liquid. "What's this?" "Soy milk!" "And this?" "Tofu sandwich." He groaned. "Tou-san, it's healthy for you." He sighed. "Fine. Leave it here!" "Now, don't you have some homework?" "Just a little from yesterday." "Then go do it and leave me to my work." "All right, Tou-san!" She leaned over and left him a peck on his cheek. "Bye!" She skipped away, clsing the door quietly.

"Tadaima!" Her okaa-san's voice rang weekly through the house.

"Okaa-san?" Ichigo rushed out into the livingrooom. "What's wrong? Why are you home so early?"

"I didn't feel well, so I convince K-san to let me go." His violet eyes narrowed on his offspring. "And you?"

"I got sent home for fighting at school."

"Ichigo…" He groaned.

"The creep started it!"

His eyes widened. "What creep?"

"Just this jerk that thinks he can hit on me any time he likes." She flounced off into the kitchen.

"Oh…" She turned at looked as he entered the kitchen, looking green around the gills.

"Okaa-san?"

"Ichi-honey, would you get me those crackers out of the cupboard I need to calm my stomach. I feel so nauseous."

She nodded and rose on tip-toe to take the box of crackers off the shelf. She opened the box and handed a handful of crackers to her okaa-san. "Arigatou.." he murmured then stuffed them in his mouth. "No problem," "Your tou-san?" "Inside his study, I just left him a tofu sandwich and soy milk. Want some?" Ichi lifted what was left up to his face, under his nose. He took on a strange look and pushed the plate away, taking off out of the kitchen. "Excuse me!" She could hear him high-tailing it up the stairs at rapid speed. Then the slam of the bathroom door!

"What is going ON in this house!?" She raged.

Next Chapter: It Happened Again!

A/N: Finished! Review onegai!