I don't know what came over me. I honestly didn't. All I saw was red, all I felt was that girl's flesh in between my nails as I clawed at her. I felt all of the tension leaving my body. All of my anger came out in one huge surge and when it was over…all I felt was tiredness.

I was listening to Kunimitsu berate me when something sparked in me again. Who the hell was he to tell me what I should and shouldn't have done? I'd of smacked him senseless for that. I was marking my territory, he's my toy, and he has no right to tell me what to do!

Ugh…I sound like a possessive bimbo on TV. Don't touch my man, he's mine! Oh no you didn't! I would have snorted if that wasn't what I had just done.

I wonder how that other girl was doing. Was she awake yet? If she was, we could finish that battle. I was sooo winning.

I could hear it now from Kunimitsu, don't get too cocky Ryoma. Someone could knock you off your pedestal. I snort at the mere thought.

I got up and walked around a bit, wincing when I twisted a bit. My stomach was hurting like hell, as well as my ribs. We were going to the hospital in the morning at the insistence of Oishi-mamma. I walked past a room and lookey thurr! It was Himeko!

She was out like a light on the cot. Her ankle was bandaged up tightly. Some gauze bandages were around her head. A surge of pride welled up inside of me; I had done a good job.

--

"Well, the x-rays show that she had no broken bones or anything. Her stomach would be a bit sore for a few more days and her ribs are slightly bruised. I would keep doing light stretches for your stomach, but no heavy lifting or sports for at least week. You also said that she had taken some punches to the head. Nothing showed up from the tests that says that she suffered any damages. She should be perfectly fine."

The doctor continued to ramble and I sipped on my Ponta. A burp rose from my throat and winced when it came out. Call me a tomboy, but when I have to burp, I burp.

"Are you okay?" Oishi-mamma began fretting over me again. Don't tell him this, but I'm starting to like calling him Oishi-mamma. It suits him so well!

"I'm fine," I answered. Then, just for fun, I inhaled sharply and Oishi began hyperventilating and starting yelling at the doctor to dope me up.

"'Tis that not be as funny as ye think."

"Oh shut up Ryuu," I mumbled.

"How's Himeko?" Momo asked once Oishi was calm enough.

"She has a concussion, her nose and cheekbones are fractured as well. Also, her ankle was snapped and she has many lacerations on her scalp from where her hair was pulled. She also has two fractured ribs. You," He looked at me and I saw…a hint of pride and amazement? "Did quite the number on her."

--

We were back at school two days later, but I wasn't allowed to participate in practice. The good news- Kunimitsu was back!!! After the fight he consulted his parents and they agreed to pull him out of the program there. He'll be staying back here for a few weeks before heading to Germany…oh how this sucks monkey butt. At least he's here though.

You know what was absolutely disgusting that we saw yesterday? We were walking to our favorite restaurant; the McDonald's where the M is always upside down. We saw some guys from Hyotei, including Oshitari. Next thing I know…Fuji-senpai and Oshitari are sucking each other's faces off. Now, don't get me wrong. I have nothing against gays. Hell, our older brother Ryoga is gay. It was just the nature of the kiss that bothered me. I didn't need to see that whole glob of spit transfer from one to another. Mitsu covered my eyes and turned around to lead me into the restaurant.

I'm scarred for life.

Mitsu glared at Fuji-senpai the whole time we were eating.

--

I yawned sleepily as Sakuno ran around from store to store…at nine in the morning. WTF is her problem!? We were looking for dresses- well she was anyway- for this party that the four of us were going to. Let's just hope that Mitsu wouldn't have to drive us anywhere. I shudder to think.

"Ryoma, isn't this a cute dress?" She held up a…what is that thing? It was pink and had flowers on it. It was hideous.

"It's hideous."

Sakuno frowned and looked at it before shrugging and putting it back.

"Ryoma, Sakuno, what a coincidence!" We turned around and saw my mother.

"What are you for Mom?"

"Shopping," She smiled sweetly and gestured to the two huge bags at her sides. "Are you looking for a dress to the Tennis Association Dinner?"

"Yup," Sakuno chirped and continued looking through the racks of dresses at the high end store. I sighed and took a seat.

One thing- don't leave the house early in the morning wearing shorts. The mosquitoes got to my legs like they were coated in honey. I looked up with a bored look on my face when it got quiet.

I regretted it.

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That Saturday

Kunimitsu, being the gentleman I'm sure his grandfather told him to be, opened the door for me to our car. Obviously, our mother's had collaborated together to make sure that we, as well as Ryuu and Sakuno, matched. Mitsu was wearing a nice tux with a red tie and vest to match my dress…that I hated but apparently Mitsu loved.

It was a red halter dress that stopped a few inches (coughcough mid-thigh coughcough) above my knees. It was almost skin tight on me. Not only was that horrid, the shoes going to be the death of me. Mom managed to get me red stilettos, at least four inches. My hair was curled slightly and pinned in a sort of twist-bun-thing-a-ma-bob. I also had diamond earrings, a necklace, and two bracelets.

I won't even say that my mom and Sakuno tied me to a chair to put on some red eyeliner on my eye lid, mascara, some pink lip gloss. WHAT AM I!? A FORSAKEN DOLL!?

"Don't. Say. Anything." I growled at Mitsu and got the hand purse thing that matched my ensemble.

Sakuno got the less revealing dress because she's 'innocent'. Can you believe that!? I can't. Her dress was a pale green spaghetti strap that ended at her knees. She had cute little pale green 2-inch heels and her hair was in a decorative ponytail. Lucky bitch.

Kunimitsu led us inside and we were shown to our table. Momo was there with Ann…both dressed in a lavender number. Kaidoh-senpai and Inui-senpai were there too. Was it me, or did Kaidoh-senpai seem sleepy? He also winced a bit when he shifted. Hm…maybe Inui dumped his data for an hour or so to…take care of his hissing boyfriend. Oh, I have a dirty mind.

Inui-senpai was reading a book. Not his notebook- it was an actual book!

Eiji-senpai and Oishi-mamma were there as well, in matching light blue suits. How adorable is that?

"Ochi-bi-chan," Eiji-senpai trailed off when he saw me.

"Don't. Say. Anything." I seemed to be saying that more than my catch phrase.

"Where's Kawamura and Fuji?"

"Oh, Kawamura couldn't come. He said that he was with his father because they were catering at some big party tonight. Fuji's over with Hyotei with Oshitari." I shuddered when Momo said that name. Many bad thoughts came to my head.

Oh shit, it's Monkey King.

"Well, be awed at Ore-sama's prowess," He smirked and looked at us before locking his eyes on my…chest.

I was about to use those stiletto heels for something good for all humanity.

"Would you giving me one of your shoes?" Mitsu whispered from our seats.

"Why?"

"I'm going to shove it up his ass."

I reached down and took the shoe off before passing to Mitsu.

"What are you doing with that shoe?"

Mitsu passed it back to me and I put it, as well as a fake smile, on. "Oh nothing, he was just checking to see if I had something in my shoe. All clear," We chuckled and went back to minding our own business.

I wish he could do the same.

Atobe sat down at our table and I swear I'm not joking…Mitsu balked at him and wrinkled his nose.

"Is that new cologne, Atobe?" I could tell Mitsu was gagging silently. He couldn't have smelled that bad.

The monkey flicked his hair and smirked. "It's only the newest fragrance from Paris." I caught a whiff.

"Oh my GAWD! Hack! Hack! OOOWWAAA!! HAACCCKKK!!!" I couldn't stop gagging! Phlegm was making me sound like I was trying to speak French.

"Are you okay?" Mitsu held out a cup of water for me. I could see Ryuu glaring at the Monkey King.

"Get away before you kill everyone with your funk!"