She saw a group of boys playing a game, so she decided she might as well join in. When she got closer, she saw them telling another boy no one wanted to play with him. Her eyes hardened, and she stepped up. "How would you know if no one wanted to play with him?" "Because no one does! He always ruins the game!" "You're ruining it by acting like the choice maker around here. You can't choose who plays and who doesn't, and that's that." She dared him with her eyes to argue, but all he could think of was insults. "Get out of here, shorty!" Shikamaru was there, and he stepped away from the boy a good few yards as he saw Michiko's eye twitch dangerously as a vein pulsed in her temple. "Shorty? Shorty?!"
In a flash, three boys were down for the count, but her temper hadn't been satisfied. "Who else wants to get their asses kicked?" Shikamaru was sure to stay out of her way, and when she finished, said, "Maybe you should learn to control your temper." "Maybe you should learn to control your temper…" she said in a sarcastic tone. She turned to the boy she'd stood up for, and smiled softly. "Hi…I'm Michiko, who are you?" "Chouji…" "Well, Chouji, I'd like you to meet a good friend of mine, Shikamaru…" her smile widened. "I think you two will be great friends…"