Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Love Me Always ❯ What's a Spit Fire Dragon? ( Chapter 1 )

Well, I know a lot of you are groaning "Oh noooo, she's back!" and all I have to say is HA! I like my story, so you can put up with it! ::sticks out tongue::

Disclaimer: By the time you can make ends meet, they move the ends. So obviously I can't afford to buy Sailor Moon… damn.

Now, enough with the babbling, on with the story!

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-I know these people from somewhere.-

"Hello? Earth to Kat," said Michiru.

"I'm sorry… I spaced out there for a minute."

"Well, are you going to come with us or not?" asked Rei. Kat nodded her head and put away her lighter as she followed the girls back to their table.

"Well, look at what we have here. It's the know-it-all bitch!" sneered Akisha from behind Kat.

"I am not young enough to know everything but age is a very high price to pay for maturity," was Kat's quick comeback.

"Oooh, harsh."

"That was a good one."

"Where does she get this stuff?"

Akisha boiled. No one, NO ONE, talked to her like this!

"I didn't know regurgitated Spam could talk," hissed Akisha.

"Yes, I am impressed. Good job Akisha. It's time you finally realized you are Spam. Totally imitation," said Kat.

"Ouch…"

"Man, that's gotta sting!"

By now, a whole crowd had joined to watch the cat-fight, no pun intended.

"I don't know what your problem is, but I bet it's hard to pronounce," was Akisha's only comeback.

"Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes. But I'm keeping mine on so you can't steal them. Besides, your clown feet wouldn't fit in them anyways," stated Kat.

"Never miss a good chance to shut up!" yelled Akisha.

"Yes, well, thank you for not annoying me more than you do," said Kat.

"Hey, Bat, where are you from again? A trailer park?" asked one of Akisha's shadows. When Kat turned to tell them off, Akisha leapt onto Kat's back, clawing at her neck. In the blink of an eye, Akisha had been slammed into a tree 15 feet away and was staring wide-eyed at Kat who stood in a defensive position.

"Where the hell are you from?" she whispered.

"Never mess with a Spit Fire Dragon," Kat warned. Gasps filled the air.

"Spit Fire Dragon?"

"That gang from LA?"

"Aren't they the deadliest one?"

"Yeah, it's suicide to mess with them!"

Akisha looked up fearfully at Kat who had sauntered over and now stood above her.

"Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's own ignorance," Kat said with no emotion in her voice. She then held out her hand. The large crowd waited with baited breathe to see what would happen next. There were gasps as Akisha took Kat's hand and Kat helped her up. Akisha was blushing.

"Thank you," she said. She then turned, snapped her fingers and walked away, her shadows falling into place.