" Alright, you need to stay quiet." Akina seethed in a hushed growl. " You hear me?

" Perhaps you should take your own advise." The blonde responded.

Akina emmited a dry laugh, adjusting her backpack over her shoulders.

" Oh, ha ha ha. . .he he he. You're so witty."

Shinku didn't answer and continued to walk leisurely beside the irritated girl. The small Aryan glanced up, peeking at her new medium. She had never seen hair such a vibrant color, nor eyes as colorful but dark; she shook her head and set her eye sight ahead.

" Who's cloths are these?" Shinku asked, referring to the pink tights and white long sleeved dress that had replaced her regular red outfit.

" My sisters." The taller one grumbled. " You're lucky she's six."

" I still don't see why I couldn't wear my normal cloths."

" You know what, you're right." The pinkette nodded. " And while we were at it I should've taken a red sharpie and wrote in all caps ' I'M A DOLL' on your forehead."

She rolled her eyes.

" No one dresses like that, it's to suspicious. And not to mention though you look human there's something eerily off about you, like, I don't know; you sorta look like a doll. With these new cloths those way to big eyes, round face and fair skin can pass as a child's attributes."

" And what's that suppose to mean?"

Akina cocked an eyebrow.

" What's what suppose to mean?"

" My eyes are perfectly proportional to my face."

" Mhm."

Shinku reeled to a stop, pulling akina by the skirt.

" What?" The pink haired girl snapped.

" Father worked hard to make me, and what ever father makes is perfect."

" Someone's a bit vain about their appearance."

" Don't insult fathers talents."

" Father's talents? I guess that's why he made seven of you and not just one, because he's soooo great at making dolls; So freaking perfect. Seems more like a bum to me!"

" Take it back!"

For a little doll, the blondie could tackle.

" Get off me!"

" Take it back."

A punch sent to the nose. Akina gasped as her nose cracked against the dolls fist. Turning her body weight, the two rolled down the streets, like two angry cats fighting over a saucer of milk. A kick here, a smack there and throw in some hair pulling, the two rallied each other until blood started to spew.

" You're father's a good for nothing! He's a failure!"

" He's a greater person than you! You're arrogant, aggressive and unfit to be anyone's daughter!"

" Funny, it seems like you're describing yourself! You forgot egotistical and bitchy!"

Shinku felt a chunk of her hair tear off, clutched in Akina's balled up hand. They sneered at one another, continuing to exchange harsh blows.

" I feel sorry for whoever your father is, he'd probably be dead than have such a disappointment of a daughter like you! That's probably why I never see you're parents, they're probably trying to stay away from you!"

Dark cobalt widened, pupils shriveling in the heat of the sun above. The taller of the two momentarily paused, taking a smack to her slack jaw. A coldness clenched inside her chest and squeezed before churning. She turned to the blonde above her, surprised eyes narrowing.

" Do you want to know why there are seven of you Shinku? Do You Want To Know Why The HELL Your Father Made More After You, His Fifth!?" The pink haired girl spat up at her assaulter. " Because YOU weren't GOOD ENOUGH! YOU were the failure! He didn't want you! He never wanted you!"

The blonde ceased her attacks, fist raised numbly beside her head and drawn back from when it was ready to strike. And then the tears came. Akina hated tears. The blonde doll rose quickly and ran, weaving between a crowd of people and around a corner.

Akina sat up, jacket lapping up the blood tricking profusely down her nose.

" Shinku." She stated the name loudly, watching the girl go out of sight. " SHINKU!"

And so her legs carried her foreword, following the dolls trail. Buildings whirled by, people ambling with washy features. Running a stop light, she jumped back onto the side walk and speedily turned another corner, not sure where she was going. Her head connected with something soft and then she was falling onto the ground. A boy mirrored her position, sprawled on the ground.

" Sorry, are you alright?" Akina asked, helping herself up.

" Yeah." The boy nodded, not bothering to ask the same.

" Have you perhaps seen a little blonde girl running around?"

" With blue eyes and pink tights?"

" Yeah!"

" Nope."

The pink haired girls head cocked to the side, eyes marveling with confusion.

" What's your name?"

" Ryou."

The boys eyes remained unblinking with the same monotonous attitude.

" I see. . .So Mr. Ryou, are you a smart ass?"

The boy shrugged.

" So have you seen her or not?"

" I'm not suppose to say."

Now Akina was frazzled.

" You're not suppose to say? What the hell does that mean?"

The boy held a slender finger to his lips; an effort to shush her slowly rising tone of voice.

" I'm suppose to be distracting you."

" Distracting me?"

The boy nodded.

" Alright. . . Am I suppose to know that you're distracting me?"

" No. . ." The blonde boy blinked for the first time. " But it's working."

" Okay. . .I don't have time for this right now."

She stomped past him, only to feel a firm hand on her shoulder pull her back. He gripped her on both sides, bringing her to his chest and in an instant there lips locked. Akina's heart stopped, arms thin noodles in his hands. He pulled away slightly, staring at her from a distance of half an inch.

" You kissed me." Akina gaped, cheeks flaming a bright red.

" No." The boy responded coolly. " I distracted you."

A scream reverberated from a few streets down, as an explosion whipped from far off. The voice was eerily familiar and if Akina wasn't mistaken, it was from a certain blonde.

" Shinku!" Akina gaped, craning her head to look behind her but the boy held her firmly in place.

She could see mass array of glowing rose petals and glittering black feathers from a distance.

A/N: Um, so I haven't updated in a month and a half. I apologize; school has been hectic lately. Well, I hope this cat fight made it up to you guys. It kinda got inspired by the manga scene when Suigintou makes Shinku angry and Shinku basically lunges at Suigintou and begins pulling on her hair. It was pretty funny, I must admit JOn the other hand, I kinda have this secret I want to let out. . .Okay here it goes, you guys ready?

When you look at the genre of this story, it's romance. And if you look at the two main characters, it's Suigintou and Shinku. Well, I never realized that people would think this was a Shinku and Suigintou romance story because it wasn't meant to be :O. But now that so many people have reviewed and private messaged me about it, I can't help thinking about it. I mean, I do like the pairing. . . So I'm probably gonna make this a SuigintouXShinku story. But honestly, I have all these other pairings in mind to so don't be surprised if there's like a love triangle/rectangle/hexagon thing going on xD. What other pairings would you all like to see? Give me your opinions, I might use them. I really want to expirament with my OC's as well, so if you have any pairings concerning my OC's then I'd be happy to hear those as well!