"Uhm, no?" You stared at Kiyomasa like he was an idiot. And to be fair, he had to have been. Who would ask you of all people to come and sit in their lap?

Kiyomasa grinned, "And why not? You're always hanging around the Toman meetings. A little brawl show should be nothing for you."

Truthfully, it wasn't. But still. "Do you even realize who you're talking to?" You crossed your arms, "I'm Draken's girlfriend."

That made him and his whole group laugh. Then they ranged about how a pretty little thing like you shouldn't throw names around without knowing a thing or two. But it wasn't a lie. You were Draken's girlfriend, you even insisted on it and berated the group of delinquents for calling you a liar.

None of that mattered. In front of everyone on the giant staircase, your shirt was ripped from you. They all whistled as you hunched over to hide your bra from the audience. "If you won't sit with me, then be a pretty sideshow piece."

Your shirt was in tatters, ripped and in the hands of three different guys. You were embarrassed, in nothing more than a bra and your school skirt.

Some punk started a fight with Kiyomasa. You didn't really care since you had your own problem currently. Until you heard Draken's voice.

"What the hell is going on here?" Draken was pissed to see you so exposed and in public. While Mikey handled the fight and Kiyomasa, Draken came to you. He crouched to your level and dropped his over shirt on your shoulders, leaving him in only his tank top, "Tell me what happened."