Satsuki was entranced by the beauty of the outfit, her father said to her it would be her future wedding dress. She couldn't wait to grow up so she could wear the beautiful wedding dress, wear her purity, Jenketsu. She was so small, so naive back then, not truly knowing what a wedding dress meant. She was an ignorant girl back then…

To think, someone, two people, beat her to wearing a kamui first.

Nikko sat in Class K, looking up at the board as Mikisugi performed his lesson to the rest of the class. She felt suffocated though, suffocated by the glares Ryuuko was shooting at Mikisugi.

She hadn't been in a classroom for a long time and so far she didn't like it. She sat next to Ryuuko with her hands in her lap as the dark, pissed off aura wrapped around her like a blanket and the room was rather uncomfortable.

Mikisugi sped out of the classroom when the lesson was over, speed walking as Ryuuko chased after him at a fast pace. Nikko followed her, her Kamui's skirt bouncing with her fast steps. Following Ryuuko like a pink duckling.

Ryuuko turned the corner of the hall to find Mikisugi had disappeared.

"Wha- Where did he go?!"

Nikko bounced against Ryuuko's back when she suddenly stopped and pointed when she saw Mako soaring through the air to them. Ryuuko grabbed Mako by the shoulders and spun her around her shoulders like she spins her scissor blade and taped to Mako's back was a letter.

" 'Meet me after school where we met before. - Mikisugi Aikuro' " Nikko read allowed as she stood beside Ryuuko.

"That bastard!" Ryuuko growled and crushed the letter in her hand.

"Its a big problem, you looking at me with such passion in your eyes at school. Someone might think there is something between us if you aren't careful." Mikisugi teased.

"Oh please, they won't be thinking that when Nikko is around." Senketsu scoffed.

"Sh-shut up! Both of you!" Ryuuko blushed, grabbing Mikisugi by the collar of his shirt, growling. "Who and who? There are just some jokes that aren't cool to say!"

Mikisugi groaned and started stripping, pulling the buttons on his shirt. "You are quite naive to this subject." He said.

"All I want to know is who the hell you are and how the hell you know about Senketsu." She said with a huff and a blush, taking a seat on the red couch behind her. "The deal was you would tell me is I beat that tennis club bitch, remember?"

Mikisugi slid into the seat beside her with his shirt open.

"A man's word is only good on the day it's made." He said. "The next day, well…"

Ryuuko stood, her scissor suddenly in her hand and she pointed it at the teacher's forehead with badass-ness, telling him his jokes where going to get him killed if he didn't keep his promise.

Mikisugi slid his glasses off, sparkles in his eyes and are his head as he spoke with a cool smile. "Life Fibers."

"Huh?!" Ryuuko asked.

Mikisugi spoke thus: "A fighting fiber with a life of their own." He took the time to cover the numeric basics of the Goku Uniforms and their percentages, along with the rest of the basics.

"Now that you mention it…" Ryuuko thought back to when Senketsu absorbed a thin red fiber into himself.

Mikisugi explained how Senketsu was made of 100% life fiber and how he was known as a Kamui.

"The only people who know about the secrets of the life fibers are the Kiryuin Clan and your father, Isshin Matoi." Mikisugi said. "The Kiryuin's must have attacked Matoi to keep the secrets to themselves."

"What about Nikko? She said she has always owned her Kamui, since she was a kid."

"I don't know how Nikko got her Kamui."

"But how do you know all this other stuff?" Ryuuko asked.

"I hate the Kiryuin's despotism, too. I worked with Dr. Matoi in hopes of thwarting their plans for world domination. After he died, I received a letter that was sent before he said that when he died, give "you-know-what" to his daughter, you. And so I searched in the basement for the Kamui."

"So meeting Senketsu was set up by you?"

Mikisugi slid closer to Ryuuko as she now sat on the couch.

"Thanks for coming home to the mansion, I was able to set up the perfect meeting spot."

"So like I thought, it's that Satsuki Kiryuin chick who killed my father?" Ryuuko asked.

"I can't say that for sure."

"Fine then. I'll beat it out of her. With my own two hands." Ryuuko clenched her fist, determined.

"I have been undercover at Honnouji Academy to try and uncover what the Kiryuin's are up to. At school, you na dI are teacher and student. don't make contact without taking precautions." Mikisugi stood over ryuuko in a… less than sexual manor. "Of course I am happy to break that rule here."

Mikisugi was teasing her, of course. His sense of humor was dark but Mikisugi wasn't a pedophile.

"By that line," Ryuuko kicked her blade up, holding it by his neck with her foot. "You mean the border between life and death?"

Even if Mikisugi was kidding, it may have been in his well being to not tease Ryuuko.

Mikisugi groaned and stood.

"You're a 17 year old girl who doesn't know how to take a joke, I see."

"One more thing." Ryuuko said. "When Senketsu transforms, why does he transform into that sleazy, midriff baring number? Nikko's Kamui too!"

"I guess that was just your father's taste. And I don't know anything about Nikko's kamui, something I should probably look into…"

Nikko heard a knock on her door. She marked her book with a smiling panda bear bookmark, shut it and put it on her bed. Neko opened one of his eyes as he hung on the wall of her bedroom, only to shut them again when she shut her bedroom door.

She answered the front door, only to be pushed aside by a skinny boy with blond hair and a gas mask.

"It failed!" He shouted.

"Come right on in, Shiro." Nikko shut the door.

"I don't have time for your sass, Ishma!"

"I understand you're stressed out about something but I'm not your therapist." Nikko took a seat on her couch.

"The 50% uniform failed, Nikko. The client went completely insane, attaching everyone! I could have died if Inumuta hadn't stopped him." Shiro sat beside her, hanging his head low.

"You poor socially awkward little boy." Nikko pat his back a few times. "What do you want me to do about it?"

"Nothing! I just… I want you to listen. You're smarter than anyone, I was hoping if you could give me an answer or a theory."

"You know as much as I do about the Life Fibers, Shiro. I can't help you with knowledge." Nikko stood and walked to the kitchen.

"But I can offer you some tea and Mochi to help cool your nerves." Nikko smiled. "Does that sound good."

Shiro snapped from shame to a smile.

"That does sound good, thank you." He said.

"So, Lady Satsuki has returned home for the evening."

Nikko paused the pouring of her tear. "Oh."

"You can only assume what is to come."

"Yes," Nikko put the snacks and food on the coffee table. "You're right."

Shiro took a sip of tea.

"So, you and that transfer student?"

"Oh come on, Shiro! Don't go asking me about her like all the others." Nikko took a fork and took a bite from her Mochi.

"Fine, I'll avoid the topic."

There was a small silence.

"But seriously, are you two sleeping together?"

Nikko coughed and spit out some tea. "What the hell, Shiro?!" Nikko blushed and hid her face in her hands.

"Sorry! Sorry! Obviously not…"

"Yes, obviously not!" Nikko tossed a pillow at Shiro.

"Hey, my tea!"

"Come on, Son!" Mr. Mankanshoku said as he and Mataro ran around the bedroom with impressive speed. "The sooner we get to bed the sooner we can turn off the lights and the more money we can save on the electric bill!"

"You're so smart, Dad!" Mataro shouted and he and his father ripped out their comforters from the closet and wet to bed in a pile with Guts in the bed too.

Mrs. Mankanshoku slid a set or cream orange pajamas covered in bunnies heads to Ryuuko as she sat in front of her.

"These are Mako's old pajamas, they're all I can offer you for the night." She said.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble, Ma'am." Ryuuko said.

Mrs. Mankanshoku sighed, and cupped her own cheek with her left hand.

"Oh no, stay as long as you like, hun. I'm always surrounded by these loafers so having you around will be a refreshing change of pace." She said sweetly.

"I really appreciate it, Ma'am" Ryuuko said politely.

"Mako told me that you saved her from a beating by the tennis club. That you were practically naked during the fight."

"Not practically. More like pretty much…" Ryuuko was shy but honest.

"I don't have a problem with it but are you… an exhobisionist?" Mrs. Mankanshoku asked.

Ryuuko blushed.

"Oh god no!" She looked to her lap. "I hate being naked. It wa super embarrassing, like, for real. I'm not like that at all."

The door behind Ryuuko crashed open, causing her to jump as Mako poked her head out of the doorway.

"Of course she is, Mom, she wouldn't do it if she didn't like it! I want to be an exhobitionist toooo~!" Mako said with dramatic flare.

Ryuuko was delighted to see Mako as happy as gay as always. 'There a cool family, but they're all nuts.' She said to herself.

Ryuuko shut the door leading to the bedroom, and dropped her skirt to the ground. Just as she began to lift Senketsu over her head the door shot open, and the three boys appeared on the other side.

"OOPSIE!" They shouted as she eye balled the young and sexy girl.

Ryuuko growled as she blushed, beat them all to shit, bound and gagged them, and stepped outside the front door, now changed into the pajamas, and grabbing some air.

She looked out to the streets and gasped, her cheeks turning a dark pink, but redder than the girl only a few feet away from her.

But why was Nikko out there? She lived a short ways away, and why out so late?

Nikko waved as a black car with tinted windows pulled away and out of the ghetto, only to turn and see a lovely girl standing on the street as well.

Nikko hopped over to Ryuuko, delighted to see the girl she called friend. Ryuuko grew more flustered, she couldn't help but watch Nikko's bountiful chest as it bounced with each step in her thin shirt.

"Ryuuko!~" Nikko beamed happily and stopped in front of her.

"Nikko..! Hi…" Ryuuko relaxed and smiled at the Cotton Candy Idol. "What are you doing out here? Don't you live far away?"

"Yea, sort of. I was walking a friend of mine to his car, the driver was afraid to go as deep into Honnoh Town as I live."

"Friend?"

"Yea, the president of the Sewing Club. He never pressured me to join his club, so I'm not scared of him. "

"Well that's good." Ryuuko looked Nikko up and down, blushing. Nikko's cheeks flushed pink, and she let out a soft, hot sigh.

"Ryuuko?"

"Nikko…" She stepped closer to the sweet, flustered girl. "I-I have something to ask you…"

Ryuuko's voice lowered to a shuddered whisper, and Nikko replied just the same.

"Yes?.."

"May… may I touch those?.."

Nikko blinked, and slipped her hands behind her back, fiddling her fingers shyly.

"Well…" She felt… so embarrassed. No one has touched her there before. Ever. Such a place…

"If you… you really want to…"

Ryuuko gulped, letting out nothing short of a pant, lifting her hands from her hips, and up to the excited girl in front of her.

"Alright… here I go…" Ryuuko couldn't believe she was going to get to touch them, and when her hands grasped them, she couldn't believe how soft and plump they where. So think and sweet. She massaged them in her hands, hoping it felt as good to Nikko.

"They… really are hair." Ryuuko said, almost astonished.

Nikko couldn't hold back, and let the cutest giggle which evolved into laughter as Ryuuko squeezed the tufts of hair upon her head. Ryuuko laughed to and released the poor girl.

"What did you think they were?! Hahaha!"

"Haha, I actually don't know!"

Ryuuko sighed as she listened to Nikko relax, her laughter having been music to her ears.

"Well, I'm glad I got that out of my system. Have a good night, Nikko."

"You too, Ryuuko. Sweet dreams."

"Oh wow! You look so awesome, Ryuuko!" Mako lept for joy as she saw Ryuuko in her old jammies.

Ryuuko smiled as she hung Senketsu on a hanger, but it faded when her hand stroked down Senketsu's cloth.

"What is it?" Mako asked.

"I dunno. It just feels weird."

Mako placed her hand on Senketsu.

"It feels like goosebumps to me."

"Clothes can't have goosebumps."

"I know, it just feels like it."

Ryuuko turned back to the silent and stoic clothing, worry written on her cheeks. 'What the hell?' she wondered.

The next day for school Nikko was on time again, even early, and walked with Ryuuko and Mako to class. But she wasn't very chatty.

Neko felt… nothing short of uncomfortable, and even scratchy. Mako placed her hand on Nikko's stomach, making her squeak, pulling her from her deep thoughts.

"Hey, Ryuuko." Mako said.

Ryuuko finished a yawn. "What is it?" She asked.

"Nikko's uniform feels all goosebumpy too."

"What? Seriously? You think something bad is going to happen too?" Ryuuko looked up at Nikko, who looked so pale and afraid, it was like she had seen a ghost.

Ryuuko looked out to the academy, and it was decorated with flags and a bright light shot from Satsuki's pedestal, causing Ryuuko to shield her eyes for a moment.

"Satsuki Kiryuin!" Ryuuko glared at her but Ryuuko's attention to Satsuki was short lived when she heard the stuttering, gasping breaths of the pink girl beside her.

"Nikko?"

"I think she is having a panic attack." Senketsu said to her casually.

"What the hell? Nikko? Calm down, alright? What's wrong?"

Nikko was frozen, unable to move or do anything but tremble as she stared up at Satsuki, and in a hushed, trembling breath, she whispered out.

"Junketsu."

Ryuuko turned back to Satsuki, who was adorned in a beautiful white uniform.

"You are correct, Ryuuko Matoi." Satsuki said.

"Well, I must say this is quite the welcome. You got something on your mind or are you just going to stand there looking tough?!" Ryuuko said, pushing Nikko from her mind for the moment, but noticed that Nikko was calming down, thankfully.

Satsuki headed down the red steps, in path of Ryuuko, and she saw Nikko duck behind her. Not to hide, simply to be closer incase Satsuki were to try anything. But Nikko, no matter if she also possessed the Kamui, was not her target right now.

"The last time I saw you," Satsuki said to Ryuuko. "You said we would; quote; "finish this thing"."

"Well aren't you the conscientious type." Ryuuko turned her attention to Mako, who was standing behind her and Nikko. "Mako, you better get back."

"Will do! I want to live a long and healthy life" Mako hurried away.

Satsuki tapped her sword to the ground.

"Congradulations. You two have the honor of being my first offering to Junketsu."

Nikko, despite her fear of the garnement, narrowed her eyes, and felt Neko calm himself and smoothen over her body.

"Junketsu? Purity? Didn't know there was anything pure about ya." Ryuuko mocked Satsuki cooly.

"Ryuuko." Senketsu whispered.

"Yea?"

"Let's run. You, Neko, Nikko and I."

"What the hell? When did you get so chicken?"

"I didn't. Your mind and Nikko's mind are not linked, but I am linked to Neko, who is linked to Nikko. This "Junketsu" is strong, and dangerous. Neko recalls Nikko having nightmares about Junketsu, where it wrapped around her, forcibly, and strangled her until Nikko woke up."

"Woah. That's fucked up."

"It is. And all the more reason to be wary of Satsuki now. If this garment is powerful enough to have given Nikko nightmares, the simple idea of its power, then Junketsu must be powerful."

"Thank you for the warning, but we aren't backing down."

"As you wish."

Satsuki reached to her arm, and flipped three switches with ease, and blood flowed from Satsuki to Junketsu, and the dramatic change of Junketsu's form commenced and wrapped Satsuki in the most exquisite and sexy attire, which fit her body to utter perfection.

Nikko grasped the ribbon on her right sleeve, which when pulled, would release thin needles into her wrist for Neko to use a straw. Nikko was ready.

"What the hell is that?!" Ryuuko asked.

"You and Nikko are not the only ones with a kamui. This is Junketsu!"

Ryuuko stepped back and braced herself.

"Lets do this, Senketsu!" And she pulled the pin on her glove.

"Lets go, Neko!" And Nikko pulled the string.

Ryuuko and Nikko stood together in fluster as the boys of the academy stared, not bothering to wipe their nose bleeds.

"Nikko you don't have to be here." Ryuuko said.

"But I am. And I'm not leaving." Nikko sounded tough, and raw, and Ryuuko liked this strong girl beside her.

Nikko glared, and her pupils turned to elegant slits, where she bared her white fangs and hissed at Satsuki like a jaguar.

Ryuuko approached Satsuki but Nikko stayed behind, and didn't even flinch when the will of the two girls before her flashed, and a concussive blast flew through the grounds.

"Why not go first?" Neko asked.

"Because if Ryuuko needs me I am her get away."

"Her secret weapon?"

"I'm not much of a secret, am I, Neko?"

"An extra one, then."

"Ryuuko is proud, and won't let me fight for her."

"I know."

Satsuki swung her sword as Ryuuko attacked, and the blast blew back the students even further. Ryuuko was already cut up and bruised, after one simple attack. And Satsuki continued to swing, leaving Ryuuko to only defend against the sword.

But she was still getting cut.

"Be careful not to get cut. The more blood you lose the faster you will pass out." Senketsu said.

"I know I know, geez!" Ryuuko was frustrated and boiling with anger.

Ryuuko slid around Satsuki, and blocked her attack effortlessly.

"Impressive. More than I ever imagined." Satsuki said.

"Ryuuko doesn't look to good." Neko said.

"Not yet." Nikko said.

"Your will power is impressive, dear Kit. Your body is itching to fight but you remain still."

"Thank you."

Ryuuko floated into the air, and a simple tap on her uniform sent her flying into the school.

"Nikko you have to help her!" Neko said as they watched Satsuki chase after Ryuuko.

"Stop underestimating Ryuuko!"

"But you know you have the power to help her. Youre smarter, and know how to wield me. She doesn't know yet!"

Nikko growled. "God damn it!" A blast threw her into the air and she crashed through the cement wall of the school, kicking Satsuki directly into the face and sending her tumbling into a classroom as Ryuuko lay in a pile of rubble.

"This is bad." She could hear Senketsu along with Ryuuko's panting. "Lose anymore blood and you'll pass out in five minutes."

"Then stop drinking so much of my blood!" Ryuuko said to him.
And talk about something else for a change!"

"I cannot be worn by you unless I drink your blood."

"Yea, I know that!"

"When you wear me and I am worn by you, that is when the power manifests. But you have yet to truly wear me."

"i'm wearing you right now, aint I?! You're drinking my blood and I'm running around in embarrassment dressed like a whoe! What more do you want from me?!"

"You insolent brat!" Satsuki screeched and slammed the butt of her blade into Nikko's cheek. Nikko only stumbled back only a bit. Nikko's nails grew into her claws, and she bared her fangs and started to battle with the sexy bitch.

"Why-" Satsuki blocked. "Are-" She sliced into Nikko's side. "You-" She winced as Nikko ripped into Satsuki's sides, digging her claws deep into her flesh. "Doing this?!" She screamed in pain as she looked down at the angry girl, and her eyes widened when she saw she was empty of any fear.

"Because you don't control me anymore."

Moments later Satsuki threw the bruised and cut up Nikko into the rubble where Ryuuko hid.

"Nikko!?" Ryuuko screamed and growled as she turned to Satsuki. "You bitch!"

Satsuki swung her sword and sent Nikko and Ryuuko through the air with a crash, and Nikko grabbed Ryuuko by the waist, and she landed on her feet against the dirt. She let Ryuuko lean against her as they both panted from the fights. Ryuuko transformed as Nikko held her up.

As Satsuki approached them, blood ran down her sides, and Nikko couldn't hold back her smirk.

Satsuki grabbed them both, with one hand, by the hair, ripping them up to the air. Nikko hissed and grabbed Satsuki's arm but even as her nails dug into her arm, her claws didn't break the fabric of the kamui.

"How pathetic."

Satsuki rose her sword and placed it against Nikko's stomach. With one fast slice she cut a deep gash into Nikko's stomach and sent her flying through the air, and to the dirt. She laid there in pain, trembling, as her kamui turned back as well.

She couldn't hear as she watched Satsuki and Ryuuko. She saw their lips moving and her body twitched when Ryuuko was thrown to the ground.

"I will do whatever it takes! Because I know my actions are utterly pure!" Satsuki rose her sword high above her head as she shouted at Ryuuko.

Mako suddenly appeared between Ryuuko and Satsuki, under a large spot light. The source… couldn't be found by anyone. Her arms were out protectively.

"Come on, Ryuuko! Nikko!" Nikko and Ryuuko sat themselves up, watching and listening to Mako.

"Get naked! I know for a fact that you two, yes, you two, are not inferior to Lady Satsuki. Your boobs are way bigger than hers! Especially you, Nikko! Who is bigger than everyone!"

Mako grabbed Nikko by the chest, dragged her to beside Ryuuko, and cupped one breast on each of them.

"I know because I saw 'em! And my face was between yours, Nikko! And my family says Ryuuko has a great rack and body, both of you do! We were all talking about what slammin' bodies you have! So perk up, and stop being embarrased! Rip your clothes off and get naked!~"

"Get naked?" Ryuuko asked.

"What is this nonsense?!" Satsuki growled. "Nothing about either of you is even remotely mature. And I have had enough of you, Matio!"

Satsuki's blade was stopped before it could touch Ryuuko, a loud clash echoing around them, and Satsuki's eyes widened.

Silence was broken by the eruption of Nikko's laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha! Mako do you know what inferior means?! Ahaha!" Nikko sat up on her knees, throwing her head back with chuckles. "Thank you, Mako. I needed that."

Nikko stood, and dipped her foot in a pool of her own blood. Neko exploded, this time, when she transformed, the ribbon that tied around around her neck, grew hard as it flowed behind her, rigges and hard turns around her hair and out past her shoulders and a confidence in her eyes appeared. Upon her hand, a silver sword held back Satsuki's blade. In her blade, were cherry blossom flowers, carved right into the metal. The blade was on her right wrist, as if it were simply an extension of her arm.

"Do you get it now, Ryuuko?" She asked, as she eyed down Satsuki with her confident panter-ous gaze. "I'm not going to just give you the answer."

Nikko pushed Satsuki back, who stepped back, only to move forward attacked again. In a flash Nikko's cool smirk was replaced with Ryuuko, whose head was down, and she was weak and on her knees. Her scissor against the dirt as it stopped Satsuki.

"What she said isn't nonsense!" Ryuuko growled. Behind her, Nikko grabbed Mako, lept away and hid Mako away to a safe place, and reappeared with her behind Ryuuko alone. Ryuuko struggled to stand.

"It aint nonsense at all!" She stood as she growled at Satsuki. And using her teeth she pulled the pin on her glove.

"Nikko."

"Got it. Ill leave this to you, Ryuuko." Neko went back to normal, and Mako pushed an electric guitar an amp and microphone off the wall of the school where it landed behind, around her shoulders and in front of her. Nikko started a cool, and badass tune on the guitar as Ryuuko transformed. She liked being the background music for her. She sang into the microphone, as she spoke to Senketsu.

Nikko was proud as she sang into the microphone, seeing Ryuuko trasform fully, and accept Senketsu. She was crying with tears of joy now as she sang, and her singing only made Ryuuko feel even stronger, and gave her the energy she needed.

Ryuuko stood a chance this time as she battled Satsuki, and Satsuki was finally frightened, and seeing Ryuuko as the true and powerful opponent she was!

Ryuuko's scissor grew three times in size, and her, their, decapitation mode was achieved.

Satsuki just barely ducked from the attack, and it cut straight through the cement wall of the school and further, taking a piece of the school away as the song Nikko strummed came to sudden and dramatic end.

Nikko watch with wide eyed anticipation, to see what would happen next. When Satsuki stood straight again, a smirk on her face, Nikko started Ryuuko's theme song.

"Don't lose your way!"

She sang into the microphone, loud and proud for, and of Ryuuko.

"We've got to be as one!"

Ryuuko and Satsuki clashed, their blades held low by each other's strength.

"Don't be afraid!"

They pulled away, slashing harder and faster.

"My sweetheart! This is the way to become strong!"

Even as their power destroyed the school around them, Nikko's ballad didn't even stutter.

"Harbor my deep secret, it makes me so blue! Run through this game before my body is dry!"

"Alright, Satsuki Kiryuin! Here we are! Did you, or didn't you kill my father?!" Ryuuko shouted.

"And what good would knowing do?!" Satsuki shouted as they bashed heads.

"I don't know! But the longer you hold out on me!" Ryuuko drew back, making a fist. "The more pissed off I'm gonna get!"

Satsuki blocked her punch with her arm.

"You have no ambition! no aspiration! I have nothing to say to you!" Satsuki kicked Ryuuko away.

With each attack a dome-like mound appeared in the walls, both of equal size.

"Keep talking that shit!" Ryuuko braced her scissor. "Because it pisses me off even more!"

"I wouldn't have it any other way!" Satsuki bared her sword.

And with a mighty clash a large explosion went off in the center of the battle grounds, sending Nikko's equipment flying, and she braced herself against the ground, protecting her face from the dirt as she hair flew behind her, only to subtle with the dirt in its original perfection.

"Ryuuko?!" Nikko ran out into the cloud, and as it cleared, her eyes widened.

Both girls were both standing, still bared like statues with their blades touching.

But Ryuuko fell still, to one knee, but she was not turned away, and glared up at Satsuki.

"I'm gonna smash all of 'em." She said to her.

"All of what?"

"All that trash you've been talkin'. Talkin' about ambition this and aspiration that. I'm gonna take every one, smash em all up and then smash your goddamn face in it! And Nikko is going to be right there beside me, singing, cheering me on as I do!" Ryuuko smirked. "And then you'll be beggin' to tell me what I wanna know."

Satsuki pointed her sword to Ryuuko's face, only to have the blade be met by an untransformed pink vision, who stood in front of Ryuuko with her arms out to both sides like a shield. Nikko glared, a confident and serious glare. Satsuki studied her for a moment, and then smirked.

She lowered her blade and turned to the stairs that appeared behind her.

"So you are going to crush my ambitions, are you?" She chuckled. "How amusing." And she turned back to Ryuuko, who was still on the ground. Nikko still placed directly in front of her, like a pawn protecting its queen. Arms down and strong.

"Honnouji Academy is MY kingdom. If you think you can topple it then I accept your challenge. Starting tomorrow every club will be after your head. Still think you can win? And with Nikko beside you?"

Nikko said nothing, and stepped aside as Ryuuko stood up.

"You bet your ass, I do." She rose her scissor high, pointing it right at Satsuki.

"As you wish." Satsuki said. "Then defeat each and every student who challenges you. If you manage to do that, Junketsu and I will face you again."

"And if I beat you, you'll tell me what I wanna know." Ryuuko said.

"You have my word on that."

"Then you're on."

Satsuki turned her back, then returned again. "And one more thing."

"And whats that?"

"Take care of my song bird. When she returns to my possession I do not want her damaged."

Nikko's blood boiled, and she took the ribbon from her wrist. Before the Elite Four, who were near Satsuki once more, could even react, the girl was on top of Satsuki, pinning her harshly to the steps with her own body.

Their beautiful and exposed bodies pressed tightly together by gravity, their faces close, and the harsh pants of anger that met Satsuki's cold face.

"And what do you care… of my body?.. My conditions?" She whispered in anger. "I recall when you saw me as nothing more than an object given to you. You played with me like I was a toy, not caring of any damage your.. your games brought to me. Do not act as though you care for me now!" The last sentence came out in a scream for all to hear, even though Nikko didn't mean for it to, as her knee forced into Satsuki's side, reopening a cut on her stomach.

Satsuki flipped the furious feline to her back, pinning her beneath her now with the same pressure as before, but she held her exposed thigh at the knee, and pushed the flexible limb as far as it could go.

Satsuki dropped her Bakugan on the steps, and with a gentle hand, cupped Nikko's cheek.

"I care more than you think." She whispered to Nikko, and get up, taking Bakugan in hand and leaving up the steps. Nikko rolled over and transformed again, and calmly made her way down the steps.

"What the hell was that?" Ryuuko asked as she also went back to normal.

"I'd rather not say." Was all Nikko said as they left the school grounds alone together, Nikko's head low, and face hidden in her hair.

The sun was setting behind them and after some time of silence, Nikko reached out and look Ryuuko's hand, grasping it, and tangling their fingers together.

Ryuuko was surprised for a moment, but then she smiled, and held Nikko's hand tightly, and caring, and took a step to let them walk closer together.

"Hey."

Nikko looked up.

"You want to stay at my place tonight?"

Nikko stared at Ryuuko's smile for a moment, before smiling back to her.

"I'd love to."