Mikumi walked up to where Axle was standing.
"[color=6ecff6]What did you just call me?[/color]," she said, an obviously angry tone in her voice. She wasn't mad. She was [b][i]LIVID[/i][/b]. No one but her mother called her that. And Mikumi couldn't even stay a normal, smart, and innocent girl for her. Her mother had died, with the disappointment of having her only daughter fighting. Hiding behind the mask of a smart daughter. Mikumi just had to have started street fighting. She just had too. And then her mother had died. Any other nickname was fine: Mikumi, Kumi, Akuma, or even Tsu. Just not [i][b]Mi[/b][/i].