The slim 23 year old woman peered down the building towards her prey. Her hair drooped down into her face. Annoyed, she pulled out a scrunchie and weaved it, finally pulling it into something of a ponytail, and swearing loudly at whatever god decided humidity was a good idea.

Az picked her binoculars back up and steered them towards the couple she was watching again. There was a cute brunette and a shapely brown-haired girl sitting together. The brunette said something and the other girl giggled and kissed her cheek. Az shuddered. The only thing worse than teenage girls was VIRGIN teenage girls. They made her sick. Naiveite pissed her off.

Az didn't understand. What did Kite see in this brown-haired chick. She was 17 at the oldest. Az didn't know much about Kite, but one thing she did know was he was no pedophile. The jealousy inside her was building, but she fought it. Today was not for killing the stupid bitch. Today was to observe, and to intercept Kite if she saw him try and make a move.

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Kite's Mansion

Kite sat at his computer, pulling up his email account. He knew what he was looking for wouldn't be there, but it was the only credit he got for his work, so he wanted to see it for himself. He logged on to his Yahoo account and checked his email. There were no messages from Sven_Rocker_099 in his inbox, even though he had never deleted any of Sven's important emails. He checked his address book. Sven_Rocker_099 was not there. Kite grinned to himself and closed his laptop. Time for ice cream.

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Az sighed and watched the two lovebird lesbians chatting animatedly. Maybe Kite was interested in the challenge of turning a virgin lesbian straight? She didn't know, and she was getting bored of trying to figure it out, so she stood up and left. Time for ice cream.

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"So, from the looks of things, you've been busy today," a male voice whispered behind her back. Az jumped and turned to see her lover standing behind her.

"What do you- Oh." Az muttered sheepishly, fingering the binoculars she still had draped around her neck with guilt.

"I spy, with my little eye, a jealous, possessive young girlfriend." Kite warned in a sweet voice. His eyes narrowed. "You would do well to stay out of my affairs from now on. I do not appreciate being mistrusted."

He walked past her, ordered, and left. Az shuddered. Sometimes her boyfriend really scared her, but he was the sweetest and roughest guy she knew. She closed her eyes and sighed. Maybe she could put up with another girl, for him. Maybe...