Now Shizuka, who had already adopted and mastered the famous Jonouchi attitude, took no easy side when she heard the words and felt a hand on her shoulder. So, as if it were a mere reflex action, she swiveled around, balled her fist, and thrust it quickly through the air, landing the perfect hit on the right side of Pegasus' jaw.

"Shizuka!" Anzu gasped, rushing around the side of the car and grabbing the girls hands. She looked down at the man's form on the ground, rather amazed that a little fifteen year old girl could punch so well. She held Shizuka's hand tightly in hers, her mouth hanging open slightly.

"Master Pegasus!" Croquettes fell to his side and sat him up, staring wildly at him. "Are you all right?"

Pegasus tasted a warm copper liquid in his mouth as he sat up, his face beginning to numb quickly. He wasn't exactly sure as to what happened, or why it happened. Women loved being told they were beautiful. Why did this girl have to take it as an insult and-

"Punch me?" Pegasus looked up to her, his hand caressing the side of his face.

"I don't take kindly to being touched by random people." Shizuka huffed, crossing her arms. "Besides, my name's Shizuka, not beautiful. And if you had made yourself known instead of sneaking up on me like that, maybe you wouldn't be down on the ground with a swelling face." She smartly eyed the rosy-blue color of his cheek, not attempting to hide her glorified smile. Jou would be proud of her. God, he would be so proud.

"Shizuka," Anzu glanced at the girl, a confused and angered expression swelling in her usually cool eyes, "apologize."

Now it was time for Shizuka's mouth to fall open. Apologize? What was that girl on? Better yet, what wasn't that girl on?

"Are you PMSing?" Shizuka carefully eyed the brunette, her arms falling to her sides.

"Apologize. Now." Anzu knew this is what Jou meant. She didn't punish Shizuka like she should. Punish? Maybe she was a little harsh with that word, but she knew that she didn't put enough restrictions on the girls sudden outbursts. Sure, Pegasus was stupid for doing that to Jonouchi's little sister, a girl with a well known attitude, but punching him? That was too far. Shizuka would apologize. And she'd do it now.

A smile curled upon the pink lips of Shizuka as a laugh escaped her mouth. "All right, then where's the real Anzu at, huh?" She got down onto her knees and peered under the car. "Come on, Anzu-kun, where tha he -- UGH!" She groaned as she felt Anzu pull her up by the collar of her shirt. What was wrong with the girl?

"I said apologize, you rude little girl! I've told you twice already, and you still insist on disobeying me! Now apologize before I take your ass back to Jonouchi and tell him everything that you've done!" Anzu was gone. Whoever this was, whatever this was, it was not the sweet, kind, gentle Anzu Shizuka knew and loved.

"Fine. Fine!" Shizuka tugged free from Anzu and stepped back a little bit, glaring at the three. "Fine." She looked at Pegasus, who had stood up, his hand still rubbing his now bruising cheek, and looked at her. She shook her head, cursing them all. "First of all, Jonouchi's don't apologize. Second of all," she turned to Anzu, her fists balled, "don't ever threaten me. Jou doesn't take people threatening me very kindly." Finally, she turned her back on all of them, who were know all amazed that the calm Shizuka they had all thought she was had disappeared. "I'll walk home." And with that, she ran off, her armspumping at her sides, her eyes focused ahead of her, concentrating so hard she felt her eyes begin to shake a bit.

Anzu was lost. She hadn't meant to yell at her. She just hadn't meant it. It had just been a spur of the moment thing. She loved Shizuka. Loved that little fireball as if she were her own little sister. She had to tell Jou. She'd never catch Shizuka; not when the girl knew Domino so well. She'd only get lost, and end up getting herself killed somehow. No, only Jou knew Shizuka best. He'd know what to do. Jou always knew what to do.

She jumped in her car with a quick glance at the two men and sped off, hoping to catch Jou before it was too late.

"Amazing." Pegasus continued to stare in the direction that Shizuka had run off in. "What a masterpiece. Did you see the anger in her face? The way her cheeks flush so deeply when she's been rebuked? Like a rose among so many thorns ... Croquettes, I want that girl."

Croquettes carefully studied Pegasus for a moment, wondering if maybe Shizuka hit him so hard he was beginning to lose his mind. "Master Pegasus," he began rather shakily, "that girl -- she isn't good for you. You saw her temper. She will tear your mansion to the ground with an anger like that. The girl is an inextinguishable fire. She will not stop."

"Croquettes," Pegasus turned to him, frowning, "I hired you to assist me in getting what I want, when I want. And if I do remember correctly, you pledged your loyalty to me but thirty minutes ago. Do not tell me you have had a change of mind?"

"Never, Sir."

"Then get that girl. In whatever way necessary. Get her. Bring her to me."

"Understood, Sir."

Pegasus let his hand fall to his side, his face pulsating madly. He moved to get into the limo, Croquettes quickly opening the door for him. He sat down inside, the cold air bringing a glorious mercy to his face. Just as it began to pull away, Pegasus rolled down the window, staring strangely at a small, cleanly sharpened dagger resting in his hands. "Croquettes, good man, one more thing."

"Yes, Sir?" Croquettes leaned down, his eyes level with Pegasus'.

"If you even harm one hair on my Angelic Rose's head," he brandished the dagger, then placed it sharply under Croquettes neck, "I will harm you." He pulled away the knife, a thin line of blood left behind on the man. He laughed sharply, beyond excited for knowing that the little Jonouchi girl would be resting in his arms forever ... and in merely a few days ... she would be his ... and his only.

"Whatever you say, Master Pegasus." Croquettes stood up and wiped away the blood with a handkerchief, pulling out a small black cell phone. He pressed a button and waited for a moment before speaking:

"She's coming your way. Auburn hair, chocolate eyes, light skin. Around fourteen or fifteen. Get her or you're fired. And be careful, for Ra's sake."

"Yes, sir, Mister Croquettes sir."

God, how he loved being called 'sir' once in a while.