"This keeps happening. Ow." Bee picked himself back up, and spit red onto the dirt. He probed the inside of his mouth with his tongue, tasting the tell-tale coppery taste of a cut. His cheek was beginning to swell up as well. Rolling his shoulders, he took a look at who landed on him.

"It... It can't be! That black hair, those glistening red eyes, those huge.... frills!" his swollen face gave way to a grin, as his arm flashed out, making his O-katana skewer an ice bullet. He held it to his swollen cheek with the sword, and with the other, pet Okuu.

"Fuckin' kawaii, yo."