Kujo ran as fast as he could to the train stop. He looked back once at Avril and kept going.

I'll get to her!

He ran as fast as he could, just barley hearing Avril's voice in the backround.

"Kujo! How can you leave me here? I-I hate you!"

That slowed him down, but he was going to get to Victorique. He thought about the first time he met her. She was in her maid-like dress. As if she were a life-size doll. When she made him dance. And then when they went to find the hare on that boat.

Every time she ignored him. All of her surprising expressions. He wasn't going to let some guy take all that away from him. He didn't know what the guy did, but Kujo wasn't about to make the same mistake.

He ran faster and faster. His hat flew off. Then he looked down and stopped. It was Victorique's necklace. The one that she dropped to save him. It wasn't even broken. He picked it up and ran faster than he or Daiki ever did. He eventully saw the train leave. He didn't give up.

He looked around and saw a bike. He pulled 2500 yen out of his wallet and left it in the place of the bike and rode off by the train. When he reached the train he jumped and landed inside. Someone opened the door for him. He ran until he found Victorique. When he found her, he sat next to her, panting really hard.

"Kujo, how did you-"

"I ran, and ran, and rode a bike, and *pant* *pant* jumped on here. And I really need some water."

Victorique took a water bottle from her bag and gave it to Kujo.

He really came... for me?

Victorique started acting like she didn't care again. Well she tried, but it was pretty hard.

"Where's Avril?"

"I left her."

"WHAT?"

"She wasn't as important to me as you are."

Daiki had a furious look on his face.

"AVRIL IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND SO STAY AWAY FROM MINE!"

"WHAT? I'M NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND! I NEVER SAID YES!"

"He asked you?"

Victorique started blushing.

"Y-yes."

"Well I'm glad you said no because..."

Kujo leaned over and kissed Victorique.

"Victorique? What are you-"

Victorique, still kissing Kujo, hit Daiki.

"Ouch!"

Victorique stopped and smiled.

"You know, Kujo, you can't jut go around kissing girls you think you like."

"There's a difference. I don't think I like you. I know I like you."

"What about Avril?"

"She'll find her way back. Why do you care? You don't like her."

"...Actually, I do. She knows I do too."

"Oh, well she'll be fine. I only care about you."

He kissed Victorique again. For the first time in her life, she didn't feel like some beast. She felt like a girl. Not just any girl. Kujo's girl.