"I'm not fighting you" Faith reminded Sasha, not exactly helping either by being as much of a dead weight as possible. She was mad at him for intervening, but grateful that he at least took her side mostly.

"You're the bimbo" she said, rounding on her sister. "But its nice of you to admit something is your fault for once. Unlike when you wouldn't own up to stamping on my Barbie with your giant, mutant feet when we were little! I haven't forgotten that!"

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"My feet are fucking perfect," she tried to get at Faith but Sasha's stupid arms got in the way again. Defeated, she settled on punching him in the chest. "It wasn't me anyways! It was probably that little whore Chastity!"

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"You are always fighting me," Sasha whispered intensely. For once she wasn't and that was nice, but it hurt every time she just flippantly disregarded what they did have.

"Stop fighting about the fucking doll! It is so fucking stupid," he kicked through the door up to Ichirou's office, making a terrible racket, and continued his long trek up the stairs. He managed to drag them into a stunned Ichirou's office and plunked Hope into the nearest chair before finally righting Faith.

"Please do not go after her," he said, he still had a firm grip on her shoulders. "I will bring you home after this, I promise."

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"Chastity doesn't have troll feet, just a big head" Faith pointed out, but could tell from the tone of Sasha's voice that he meant it. In the light of the office, Faith could see the mud and grass stains over her clothes and pouted a little, avoiding Ichirou's eyes.

"She started it" she said quietly.

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Ichirou looked at the scene in front of him, still bewildered. "What's going on here?" he asked from behind his desk.

Hope was the first to speak up, trying to fix her hair in front of the headmaster. She looked a damn fool and she knew it. She straightened her back though and looked him dead in the eye while Faith was distracted with Sasha. "My sister is a barbarian," she said simply. "She attacked me in the woods."

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Sasha let go of her shoulders but was careful to put himself between Faith and Hope. Chances were, one of them would lash out and try to strangle the other. "I found them in the woods fighting, just needed some help," there was a hint of pride in his smile, something that said look Ichi, I did good!

"I do not know who started it and I do not think it matters at this point."

Ichirou nodded. "It does not matter, you're right. Why don't you both settle in and tell me why you started fighting in the first place?"

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Faith screwed up her face. "There wasn't really a reason, it just happened. Her dependency on alcohol makes her like, totally unreasonable! I didn't even attack her!"

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It was all pageantry in front of Ichirou despite the fact that there were twigs and leaves stuck in her hair and quite possibly a little bit of throw up on her shoes. "I am not dependent on alcohol," she said wiping away a few tears. "It was just... sister stuff."

Ichirou nodded. He had been worried about the Fortune sisters but he never thought it would get physical like that. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You ladies need to work on your communication..."

"Is she wasn't an alien I wouldn't have any trouble communicating with her at all!" Hope screamed.

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Sasha reached out and took Faith's hand, he didn't care anymore what they would say or what anyone would say. He held her hand tight. "You are not an alien," he reassured her. "Perhaps some detentions are in order?" he asked.

Ichirou nodded. "Hope, that will be unnecessary. And you're right Mr. Starikov, a week's worth of detention are in order for both of you ladies and unfortunately a phone call home. It is most disappointing."

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Faith glared at Hope. "Oh thanks. Now I get to waste time in school even more than usual- no offense" she added, glancing at Ichirou briefly.

"I wish I was an alien! At least then I wouldn't have you as a sister. Probably just a giant floating space eyeball instead" she rambled, sulking into Sasha's chest.

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"I have never had a detention in my life!" Hope screeched, her voice unnaturally high pitched. "Will this go on my permanent record?!"

Ichirou laughed and shook his head. "Oh dear, we don't do things like that," then he looked straight at Sasha. "Not that we all shouldn't try to keep our noses out of trouble."

"This is not right! She totally hit me first!"

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"And you hit back," Sasha spat at Hope, protectively wrapping an arm around Faith. "Maybe next time you'll think a little bit more before you wail off and tackle your sister," he grimaced.

"It's only fair, since no one else was there to witness the start of the fight," Ichirou shrugged. "That is out policy. A fight is a fight and both parties are just as guilty."

"It's not like we both don't already have detention for the rest of forever anyways," he whispered, dipping down to tell Faith with a sly grin on his lips.

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"I merely touched her" Faith drawled, smirking a little at her sister's tantrum. Her expression changed suddenly. "We wont have to do detention together, will we?"

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Ichirou nodded. "I think it would be best for the two of you to work together on some detention project. Perhaps it will teach you to better communicate with each other if you have to work together," he said simply.

Hope was fuming, her eye twitched a little and she huffed but refrained from bursting out again. She wouldn't let Faith have anymore pleasure in seeing her loose her composure. "I wouldn't call this merely touched," she said pointing to her disheveled hair.

"For Christ sake Faith, get a room with your Russian mutt, the level of awkward clinging is reaching a pinnacle," she said, her face pinched. Really she was just pissed that she had to go to detention at all and that her perfect dress was totally in ruins.

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"Watch out Hope, you dropped what little was left of your intelligence on the floor. Mind that you do not slip on it and loose the rest of your dignity on the way out the door," Sasha sneered.

"You have always been a damn mess and you will always be a damn mess. Do not try to blame that on your sister," he growled.

"Sasha Starikov, for once in your life you walked into my office without at least three escorts dragging you along behind them and without a single wrong doing. Please do not make me give you a detention now," Ichirou interrupted.

Sasha only grunted and nodded his head.

"Alright then ladies, I will see you Monday afternoon! Meet me here and I will have come up with a reasonable enough detention for you to do," he said cheerfully.

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