Girls Like Cars And Money (Miyuki, Katsu)

[kijo]

"Paper or Plastic
Don't Matter She'll have it
Vacations and shopping sprees
These are a few of her favorite things
She'll Get What She wants if She is Willing To please .
His Type of Girl Always Comes With A fee,
Hey Now There's Nothing For Free"

To be honest, she needed this.
A nice break from her responsibilities of an Akatsuki member. Today, she was just a normal girl. Today was not a day for questions, but a day for shopping. She grinned as she held up the credit card she had successfully stolen. Oh, don't worry, not from a random stranger, though that probably would have been best. Nah, she'd taken it from her boyfriends rooms. She smiled to herself, rather proud of herself. She knew he'd forgive her. Besides, she wasn't planning on running up a huge tab.

She was attracting a lot of stares, mostly from men as she walked down the road, but she honestly didn't care.
She wasn't after anyone to day, so she'd dressed in the most casual things she could find. Runner tennis shoes, black sweats that rested on top of said shoes, but just barely clung to her waist, a black long sleeved shirt, cut to show off her well defined stomach, and she'd left her long navy hair down. While it normally reached her mid thigh when tied up, it reached the back of knees now. Her delicate face was shining with anticipation as she sped up her pace slightly, midnight eyes spotting the shopping center.

"And these Girls like these Boys,
Like these Boys like these Girls
The Girls With their Bodies Like Boys With Ferraris
Girls Don't Like Boys,
Girls Like Cars And Money."

She entered the first few stores, but found nothing of true interest.
It was when she entered a jewelry shop that a light sprung up her eyes. Though she'd deny it till the end of the Earth, she loved jewelry. She was like an excited child at a shop full of candy. She fingered a few pieces, but knew she couldn't buy them. The simplist thing she could find there was a golden chain, and it cost $50. Not to mention that since Jewelry was an accessory, she'd have to have an outfit to go with it. Sighing, she left the shop.

Usually, she had fun shopping, but she was lonely.
She wished some random people would just suddenly show up, and go shopping with her. Ugh.

[Katsu]

Katsu was now doing something he would never have told anyone at the village: he was WILLINGLY going shopping. It wasn't for just any occasion, though; he was shopping for something nice to place at his old friend's grave. It had been four years ago to the day that his friend had been slashed in the chest by an Iwa ninja and 'killed.'

He unconsciously ground his teeth together, but he loosened his teeth and kept walking. Katsu had been on a mission to escort someone back to Kiri; why they would choose a Jinchuuriki, a person most wanted by the Akatsuki, to do that job was beyond him. He spotted a jewelery store, as well as a girl eying some of the merchandise.

If he was interested, he probably would have found her attractive. But he wasn't interested; after his friend 'died,' he never wanted to be in another relationship, and definitively not with a girl. The girl looked like the rest; fragile, breakable. He noticed the girl sigh and walk out of the shop, and she even looked bored to him.

Katsu ran a hand through his jet black hair and walked towards the girl, his leather coat trailing behind him. "Are you lonely, miss?" He asked politely, not wanting to make a horrible first impression. He didn't recognize her without her Akatsuki cloak; he never really payed attention to the details of anyone not important to him personally.