Maki Aikawa could feel the tension in the air as she stepped around the corner to see a street fight in progress.

She stopped and hesitated only for a second until a collective gasp rocketed through the crowd, she hurriedly pushed herself to the front on the crowd and felt her heart drop and her stomach turning a full 360.

A sweat drop formed on the back of her head, Julietta Sakamoto stood with hands in pockets, shoulders slouched, shaggy black hair covering eyes that she remembered as being an interesting shade of dark blue.

His opponent was sprawled unceremoniously against a wall with blood covering most of his face, Maki squinted and was pretty sure she saw the man's teeth strewn on the ground.

Maki took a step back and situated herself in the middle of the crowd which was deathly silent as Sakamoto turned lifting up his head...a dull look shining in his interesting blue eyes, "Maki...Maki...Maki " her name constantly came out of his mouth in constant mutters.

A sweat drop formed and intense shiver of disgust and fear creeped up her spine causing her to shudder and quickly ducked her head trying to hide her face and flaming red hair, she wished to hell and back she had grabbed her cap before she left the apartment going to the convenience store.

"What the fuck" she thought as sakamoto continued to say her name over and over, "He Knows that I'm here" she shuddered again "I'll be damn if willing go out there" she thought shaking her head in absurdity.

The night she met Sakamoto flashed through her mind and she could feel the beginning of a blush, and the familiar anger at the near rape, "That sleazy bastard" she thought her fist clenching and unclenching...he had caused her tears and she hated tears especially her own.

The man she stood behind seemed to be still reeling about the beating she assumed his friend had taken...to Maki the outrage expressed on his face made the man seem even more unattractive then he already was with pock marked face and greasy blonde hair with one black stripe running through it.

Maki wrinkled her nose his body odor also left something to be desired, she also noticed the outrage and pure anger radiating from him. Maki knew the look in his eyes all too well...he was going to challenge Sakamoto and get beaten very badly and she knew this for a fact, it had taken almost all she had to the point of losing control to even beat him and she was the Air Master.

"Hey you Bastard! I'll take you on!" Maki almost felt bad for the dude until he screamed "I ain't like this bitches out here!".

The crowd was silent at his insult and Maki sighed and shook her head "This is gonna get ugly...er" she muttered to herself. "Maki...Maki...Maki" another shiver ran up her spine "Dear Gods in heaven he is off his every lovin rocker" Maki thought trying to swallow her disgust.

The man moved forward and Sakamoto didn't seem to notice as he moved forward...Maki. Maki...Maki her name seemed to reverberate of the alley walls and into the crowd. " Quit with the fucking name already!" the ugly man screamed and raced toward Sakamoto with fist raised, Maki remembered too late to position herself further into the crowd as Julietta Sakamoto eye's fell on her and a look of lust and adoration flashed through his eyes.