A/N: I tried to not associate Serena with food, but I just can't do it. It's like how can you call it Christmas if you don't celebrate it? Or something along those lines. Well, I hope you have a great St. Patrick's Day pinch-free! Please read and review! Thanks!

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"Serena? Can I ask you something?" Haruka asked one particular day. They were sitting outside under one of those umbrella tables. They were both waiting for their smoothies to be served.

"What is it, Haruka?" the blonde wondered. Serena had to bite her lip so she wouldn't giggle at the cute sight. Haruka was sitting hunched over the table, eyes narrowed into thin slits. She had just been pinched once again.

"Why are they pinching me?" Haruka replied. Their waiter came back with their order and placed them down before leaving.

"You really do not know?" Serena wondered.

"If I knew, I would've done something about it!" Haruka seethed.

"Today's St. Patrick's Day. You have to wear green or you'll become a victim of being pinched to death," Serena explained.

"But . . . I am wearing green. Can't anybody see that?" Haruka stated. Serena looked over the older woman and never spotted one speck of green.

"Where?"

"It's . . . in a place that isn't easily seen . . . " Haruka concluded. Serena thought for a second and then her face controted into shock,

"You have a green tattoo on your arse?!"

Nearby customers turned their heads at them. Haruka pulled the blonde close where their noses almost touched and hissed,

"Be reasonable, Serena! Why would I get a green tattoo just for today? I meant that I'm wearing underwear."

"Well, of course! I mean --" Serena stated obviously. Haruka shook her head,

"No, I mean that I'm wearing green panties."

"Oh . . . OH!" Serena cried, "Well, nobody's going to know that you have green on you. Hey! I got an idea! Let's go!" Serena cried as she sprinted away.

"W-Wait, Koneko!" Haruka shouted as she finished her drink in one gulp, slapped down the bill and ran after her fleeing companion.

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It was three blocks down at a clothing store, where Haruka found Serena waiting.

"Hurry, Haruka! Before the day is over, okay?" Serena joked and headed into the building. Inside, Haruka followed her blonde girlfriend around as the said blonde was busy stuffing clothes into her open arms.

"Wait," Haruka stopped when she felt Serena's hands pushing her over to the fitting room, "Where are the pants?"

"You won't be needing them. Oh, that reminds me, hand me your pants when you strip, okay?" Serena smirked.

"Little pervert," Haruka grinned but she still felt uneasy by Serena's sudden plan. When she locked herself in one of the empty stalls, a hand suddenly peeked from under the opening almost scaring the older woman out of her wits, "Serena!!"

"Sorry, I have to make sure you're not wearing any pants when you try them on," Serena reasoned. Haruka let out a huff as she undressed and handed her pants over to her girlfriend. Both the hand and the pants disappeared.

Haruka turned to the pile of shirts and sweaters,

"This is going to be awkward . . ."

For every piece of clothing, she had to model in front of Serena until the blonde finally picked out just the one; a white sweater dress that reached down to Haruka's mid-thigh. The older woman tried to pull the piece longer, but Serena slapped her hand.

"Don't ruin the merchandise. Leave it, it looks cute on you. Let's pay for it," Serena took the material to the cashier and paid for it before coming back to the fitting room for Haruka to change into.

"This feels weird, koneko . . ." Haruka whined as she desperately tugged the dress sweater.

"It's not!" Serena stated and saw a "pinch" a mile away and lifted the edge of the dress to reveal exactly what her girlfriend said; green panties. The attacker backed off, but his eyes continue to linger on Haruka even as they walked away. The said woman was in both shock and embarassment. Was this her koneko's plan all along?

"So you want me to flash every person who wants to pinch me?!" Haruka couldn't believe it. Sure, it was an effective plan, but to flash them? Isn't that a serious offense?

"Yup, good plan isn't it?" Serena replied happily that her plan had worked.

About halfway into town, they had to flash about 20 people. One of them was offended by the ghastly attack and called police. That was the reason why Haruka was suddenly locked up and questioned. Outside, Serena waited for her money source to help bail her lover out.

"Omg, Mikoto!" Serena cried as she spotted the brunette running up to her.

"Serena, what happened? Why did Haruka-san get arrested?" Mikoto asked.

"No time! Please bail Haruka out?" Serena bawled and they both rushed into the building.

"Um, hi. Could I post bail for Ms. Tenou Haruka?"

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When Haruka was freed, Serena ran to hug her,

"You're out! Omg, I thought I would lose you forever!"

"Thanks, Mikoto-chan," Haruka nodded. Mikoto waved it way,

"Hey, what are friends for? Oh, since Serena kind of filled me in on why you got arrested the way you did, thankfully, I had some leftover green stickers with me."

Haruka thanked the brunette and took one of the stickers that was handed to her. She placed it above her chest, just under her left shoulder blade. Then Mikoto turned to the blonde who was currently holding onto the older woman in a tight embrace,

"Next time, Serena . . . Think with your head and not with your gut."

Serena nodded,

"Next time, I'll just buy her something green to wear."

" . . . And you couldn't think of that sooner?" Haruka stated.

"Well, you didn't think of it either. So you're at fault also," Serena pouted.

"I didn't think of it because I already wore green. I didn't know of your plan until just minutes before I got handcuffed!" Haruka sighed.

"Okay, Okay. I'll be better next time. Don't be mad, okay?" Serena stated with her puppy dog eyes and Haruka turned away,

"Yeah, and thanks for the outfit."

"No problem!"