I swallowed, trapped between Ring-Ring's arms— her arms blocking me from both sides preventing me from escaping. Her usual pale face reddened in anger, a familiar set of markings present on her cheeks and forehead. Of course, now she's really mad. "Pucca." Ring-Ring growled under her breath, which had obviously caught my attention.

I knotted my eyebrows, slowly backing up— though stopped by the sudden closed door. "Wh- What about Pucca?" I snarled at her, gulping— her appearance fully transformed into her so called 'Yang' side. Her red, ornate kimono shone against the sun— a skull horned crown now present on her hair.

Ring-Ring glanced up at me, her demeaning eyes meeting mine. "It's Pucca, isn't it?" She narrowed her eyes at me, her left hand punching beside me, her aim purposely missing— creating a hole on my front sliding door. "Pucca has nothing to do with any of this." I bravely protested, though it seemed to anger her more.

Ring-Ring leisurely brought her pale hand onto my cheek, caressing me as I froze. "I've seen the way you look at her, every time she passes by." Ring-Ring paused, "But why? Why— why, her?" She trailed off, creating a pout on her thin lips and her expression shifting off to melancholic. I pursed my bottom lip, lightly shaking my head.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." I uttered, her expression once again altering— the sound of her teeth gritting audible. "Liar." The bluenette muttered, the sleeves of her kimono extending— snaking around my waist, my arms and onto my body, bringing me closer to her. I uncomfortably adjusted, twisting and turning as her sleeves tightened around me.

"Let me go." I hissed at her, my arms completely bounded by her sheaths. If it were a different scenario, and Ring-Ring was a male— I would've fought ages ago. I don't fight women. Nor do I take the pleasing of hurting them. I raised my chin, her face just inches closely beneath me. She smiled, her thin red lips curling into a smile. "If I can't have you, I'll take you instead."

Ring-Ring sang, gradually nearing her lips closer to mine— was she about to kiss me? I immediately turned my head away in realization, though ceased by a strong force pulling me closer to her. Ring-Ring's extensive hair wrapped around my head, our lips soon adjacent. There was no escaping it now. I tightly shut my eyes, trying my best to hover my face away— though she just pulled me closer.

I could feel her cold breath against my pores, our lips inches away from each other— as she suddenly came to a halt, a loud 'whoosh' sound ringing into the air. The tightness around my waist disappeared, her sleeves uncoiling me. She stopped? I sucked in my breath and inched my eyes open, greeted by a petite foot into the air— the foot being held up by the bluenette.

My stomach twisted, eyes widening— recognizing the person whom attempted to attack the bluenette. Pucca? Her ankle escaped Ring-Ring's grip, the bluenette soon reacting as she speedily turned around. Tension filled the air, the two women intensely darting daggers at each other. None said a word, the morning breeze blowing against the chimes hung up on my patio disturbing the silence.

This was familiar, way too familiar. Pucca stood in a threatening stance, her chin raised— her face expressionless, her fists clenched. Yes, this is familiar. This is their gesture to each other, a silent gesture before they usually fought. Ring-Ring opened her mouth, an unpleasant laughter escaping her lips. "Oh, Pucca. It's been way too long." The bluenette yapped. "But this time, i'm the one who'll have it all."

Not getting a single word from the raven haired, Ring-Ring's ear scorching siren filled the air— as I brought my hands to cover my ears. I'd rather not interfere, God knows what these two are capable of. I thought, the bluenette's extensive kimono lengthening— meandering to the air, landing the first blow on Pucca whom stood still.

What is she doing?! Eye's widening, I madly got onto my feet ready to sprint to the raven haired— only to be surprised that when Ring-Ring brought her lengthy sleeves back, Pucca was nowhere to be seen.