Sayuri was quite content with sipping her drink in her little hidey place from everything. From where she was she could watch everyone and drink in peace, without any little children running into her or screaming at the top of their lungs. She knew the nights events would start soon, but that didn't stop her wanting to stay there as long as possible. The teen didn't want to talk to anyone unless she really had to. She really didn't feel like socializing with her 'peers' and the men her parents were talking to just creped her out.<br/>She wasn't sure if it was her paranoia or not, but she could swear she noticed a couple of them undressing and devouring her with their eyes. The dark haired beauty shuddered a little as the thought simply crossed her mind; the thought of an older man touching her, or any other younger girl outright disgusted her. But the disturbing thoughts were soon washed away with another sip of the sparkling alcohol.<br/><br/>Sayuri was staring into nothingness as the buzz of the drink emptied the negative feelings from her veins and replaced her thoughts, with possibilities of what she was going to do after this. The thought of going home and getting wasted in the bath sounded temping, as did the idea of winding up one of her fathers new flunkies. So many ideas flooded her devious mind to the point where she actually began smiling. But that smile was quickly removed along with her little day dream as someone randomly took her drink and dared to tell her what to do.<br/><br/>If it had been her mother she would be panicking and bracing herself for some sort of backlash. But considering it was a man five years her senior, whom her mother informed her, was named Jun Kawakita; a total opposite response was given.<br/>It took everything in her will power not to slap the man in front of her. This guy had no idea just how lucky he was that this was such a public event, other wise it she would have had a field day with laying into him. But no. She had to be a good little girl. So with a big sigh to try and compose herself she turned to Jun and gritted her teeth as he downed the rest of her second drink.<em>Bastard...</em><br/><br/>"I do not know who you think you are, but lets get two things straight..." Sayuri said with her tone clearly full of restrained annoyance. "One - What I drink is<em>NONE</em>of your business." She continued as she peeped her head from her hidey place, as she looked around for a butler who carried more champagne, only to find none nearby.  "Two - You have no right to add the honorific 'Chan' to my name!" She pointed to Jun, with a deadly glare.<br/><br/>Her mother had informed her, while she was enduring the kimono fitting, about the different families that would be there. She was given different pictures so she knew who was who and told a brief background on each. She was told Jun's family once did business with them when she was little. However, Sayuri didn't have any memory of meeting him nor his family. Then again, many people whom her farther did business with came and went all the time. So to her he was just another one of those people.<br/><br/>"Now leave me simpleton..."