Her arms are around me. I gaze into her chestnut eyes. I run my delicate looking fingers through her short dark hair. It is surprisingly soft. I feel my cheeks turn red. I notice that her face is similarly flushed. She looks lovely. I am stunningly gorgeous, of course. We are lying on a bed with luxurious covers. I relish the touch of her soft, yet firm skin. I kiss her on the lips. Hesitantly at first, but she responds with so much passion.

She pulls away after we experience ecstasy. She smiles at me and says “I love you, Karin.”

“I love you, too” I respond. Sakura petals are floating around us. Sakura is such a beautiful flower. Sakura…

I awake from this dream shivering. I remember every horrible detail. How could I think of Sakura in that manner? She is a commoner. She is nothing compared to my splendor. She is…really cute? Why am I thinking these thoughts? Could I actually be attracted to her? That is impossible. I scoff at that thought. I am not a lesbian, and if I was I would have higher standards. I am Karin Kanzuki. Sakura Kusagano is simply not in my league.

If that is true, then how did she manage to defeat me? She has no experience, no actual training. Only her obsession with the mysterious fighter, Ryu keeps her going. Well, that and her excessive amount of energy. Her enthusiasm is so adorable. Did I just refer to her as adorable? I recall our fight. I remember actually looking up her skirt, while she does a jump kick. How could I let petty teenage hormones get in the way of my battle? I must win our next fight. I am Karin Kanzuki. I let no one get the better of me, no matter how cute they are. I’m doing it again. I am not attracted to her. I can’t be.

Why can’t I stop thinking about her?