Damn! Haruka already beat her to the punch, figuratively of course as Tohru would've gone more literal in her assault on the bullies, but the anger and the tense, furious aura that was pouring out from the third year, Tohru had to admit, even she was intimidated, though slightly by the rage-filled utterances of Haruka and how she mercilessly dealt with that rich b*tch Miyamoto and her cronies, not even once resorting to violence and still it made the teen, who had seen about as much on the streets, gulp in a harsh bubble of air, the minute hairs on the back of her neck bristling upward. The third year students were always the more authoritative figures of the school, and it was made damn certain by this spectacle. Still, Tohru was a bit disheartened she didn't get to knock around some heads or make a snot nosed, arrogant brat like them wet themselves when she whisked out her knife. [i]Another time then. Soldier-girl here's probably just showing off in front of Mira-chan anyways. I coulda handled it.[/i] Just not in the same sense as Haruka.

"Feh! Miyamoto and her b*tch brigade are always like that." Tohru quipped in reply to Haru, the Gaijin, eventhough their musical tastes didn't add up by far, she was alright with Tohru. Half the people she idolized anyways were Americans, from Joe Satriani to James Hetfield. "They're those kinda girls that think [i]ooh just cause my daddy owns a bank or a really huge company, I can pick on people who are poorer than me and be a total queen b*tch![/i]" The last bit she gave in an intentionally mocking tone. "Don't sweat it. I used to deal with sh*t like this alot back home. Sometimes ya just let it roll of your back and move along, but other times....." A bit of a grin crossed her face, pleased yet...a little arrogant of herself, as she patted the Gaijin's back reassuringly. "Other times ya gotta remind those bastards who you are and why they should never f*ck with you again. Take it from me." Experience definitely Tohru had. She couldn't possibly count how many brawls she survived, some started by her bashing a bottle of sake over a bastard's head or just straight up clocking a guy right between his eyes. There was even one time a guy f*cked her up so bad, she was in the hospital for damn near a week and a half. She even still had the scar by her ear where the punk slashed her with a knife.

She rolled her eyes when Haruka cut in, stating that if Haru ever had a problem again with bullies, she should have the third year come to her aid. Of course Haruka would handle the situation in her [i]diligent[/i] manner as always Tohru assumed, but actions always speaked louder than words for the street punk. "Or if ya wanted eh...Haru, I could take care of them for you. Trust me, once I get done with them, everyone in Lilium will know you're bulletproof, and if Haruka over here wanted to assist me, that would be fine and dandy." Another of Tohru's infamous grins found its way to Haruka yet again, this time with a sly wink. She did acknowledge however the sincerity of Haruka towards her somewhat caring towards the Gaijin, but that was only because Tohru understood that feeling, people mocking you and looking down on you. It was a knife in her heart that took nearly forever to dislodge, and it left an opening for others in some sort. She could sympathize with the downtrodden and the meek, somewhat of a protector to the underdogs.