Ryuuko shrieked as the needle hit her ankle and she fell to the ground, a heavy combat boot landing on her wrist and pinned her down to the concrete. A tall, and very muscular man stood on top of her with a rather odd looking automatic in his hand, pointed right at her chest.

"What club are you from?" Ryuuko asked.

"Take off your clothes." His face was stern and serious, his red mohawk fallen forward on his head as he glared down at her.

"Wha-what kind of thing is that to say!? You're part of some pervert club! Pervert!" Ryuuko shouted and rose her wrist to pull her pin when a pin shot from his gauntlet and pinned it down.

"There are a few things you need to know.. One: I'm not a pervert. And two-"

"Ryuuko!"

There was a blinding pink light and Mr. Mohawk was kicked off of Ryuuko's body and sent in a skidding twirl across the pavement. Nikko was in transformation, and stood in a battle stance that made her butt look super tight.

Nikko had been at a meeting for club presidents, and even though she never said anything, she still went.

Nikko watched as Mr. Mohawk pulled himself from the dust, only for his glare to fade to look of awe and shock, as he ogled the pink maiden before him. His mouth gaped open as his eyes followed the silky curves of her body, the pink signatures that could barely hold in her luscious features. He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes.

"The moment of truth." He whispered to himself as sweat dropped down his forehead as his eyes opened hard to see her adorable face and eyes that moved like a pink ocean.

"So perfect.." His body throbbed at the site of her when she suddenly picked him up by his vest and tossed him in the air. With a powerful kick he went crashing into the side of the school.

Nikko went over to help Ryuuko when her ribbons expanded and flew across in front of them like a big pink shield and caught several needles mid air.

The soft streams of ribbon swayed in the wind in front of her eyes when the ribbon streams parted only for Nikko's body to shoot up, Mr. Mohawk's fist clasped gently in her small hands.

Mr. Mohawk watched in slow motion as a small smile perked her pink lips as she stood in a handstand on his fist before time caught up with him. Nikko landed right behind him and his body went flying over her small figure and into the ground with a loud crash. Nikko giggled as he twitched for a moment, sticking out of the ground like an ostrich with his ass in the air.

Mr. Mohawk pulled his head from the cracked rubble to shoot at her again. Nikko crossed her arms across her chest and the ribbons from her choker flew out into a large X to block the needles.

Mr. Mohawk reached through the ribbons and grabbed Nikko by the throat and let her dangle. His face curled as he reached his free hand out and caressed her hip, looping two fingers under the hem of her skirt, but he couldn't pull it down… he couldn't strip this girl. Nikko shrieked and he pulled his hand away. On the hand that held her neck was a golden pin needle, and he slowly set her down.

He turned, and began to walk away.

"I'll be back to strip you two tomorrow." He said, and disappeared.

Nikko transformed and went over and pulled the pin from Ryuuko's wrist and cupped her cheek.

"Are you okay?" Nikko asked as she looked over Ryuuko's body.

"Yea, I'm fine. Where'd you learn to do all that stuff?" Ryuuko asked.

"Martial Arts movies." Nikko and Ryuuko broke out in laughter together.

The next day Mako and Ryuuko went to pick up Nikko.

"I want you two to head to school before me, alright?" Ryuuko said as they stood in the doorway after knocking.

Mako didn't seem to hear her. Ryuuko listened and she could hear Nikko's alarm clock beeping away through the thin door.

Ryuuko grabbed a key from under the "Welcome" matt and stepped inside. Mako followed her into the dark house, and into Nikko's bedroom.

Nikko was still asleep, the blankets hiding her face.

"Nikko?" Ryuuko asked as she hit the button on the alarm clock and grasped her shoulder.

Nikko groaned a bit, and rolled over to look at the girls. Sweat dripped down her forehead and her eyes had deep dark rings under them.

"Oh wow! You look like death.." Mako said.

"I feel like death.." Nikko smiled slightly. Even her hair seemed colorless as she layed in her bed. Ryuuko put her hand to Nikko's forehead for a moment or two, Nikko's eyes shutting at the sensation of Ryuuko's touch.

"You have a fever. You should stay home today, Nikko." Ryuuko said.

Mako went and got Nikko a glass of water, and Ryuuko helped her sit up so she could drink it.

"But what if that guy comes back? I have to be there to he-." Nikko started coughing and she stood up, stumbling into her bathroom and fell to the toilet, throwing up last night's dinner.

Mako held Nikko's hair back as Ryuuko hurried into Nikko's kitchen and looked through a medicine drawer. She came back and handed Nikko a small pill and the water.

"Please stay home, Nikko. For me." Ryuuko knelt down beside Nikko, putting her hand on her knee. Nikko coughed and hung her head in defeat.

"Ill stay home.." She said.

Ryuuko helped Nikko back into her bed and tucked her in. Mako placed a bright pink, castle shaped bucket beside Nikko's bed and another glass of water on her window sill above her head.

"Ill watch over her, Ryuuko." Neko made his presence known as he hung on a hanger, his pink body slipping off the metal and to the floor, where he stood on the skirt.

Ryuuko nodded as Neko bounced over to Nikko's side. They smiled at each other before leaving Nikko's home, and Nikko went right back to sleep as soon as she heard the lock on her front door.

"Are you sure we should have left her there?" Senketsu asked.

"Neko will take care of her." Ryuuko said.

Nikko finally started to feel better, and just in time too.

Ryuuko, dressed in a torn up Senketsu, collapsed in her doorway, her body bruised and mangled as she stumbled and threw herself onto Nikko's couch.

Nikko moved calmly, setting on the coffee table a small first aid kit and a sewing kit. She handed Ryuuko a folded PJ set, and Ryuuko removed Senketsu and pulled the Pjs on.

Nikko took Senketsu and laid him across her lap, and with some life fibers from Neko's ribbons began to soe his patches and tears.

Senketsu let out a soft thanks, and closed his eyes, relaxing and letting her work, knowing he was now safe.

Ryuuko groaned and winced as she sprayed disinfectant on her scrapes, but relaxed as well after using all of Nikko's band aids, slumping against the couch cushions.

Nikko smiled when she heard snoring, and laid Senketsu beside her and a blanket across their bodies.

Mikisugi was noticed in the doorway, a handsome, thoughtful, and calm expression upon his face as he watched the pink one effortlessly take care of the two.

Nikko smiled at him, and after a moment, he smiled back. He pushed his body off the door frame and shut it, and Nikko listened to the scuffs his feet made against the concrete as he walked away.