Yuka felt very upset today.  She had spent the better part of the whole week fiddling around on her laptop trying to find out anything she could about the thing that had hurt Mizuru so badly.  Everyone had been talking about how awesome Skyfire had been.  Even her.  She had seemed unbeatable...  Not to mention that Yuka had a bit of a crush on her...  Maybe that was why Mizuru had always quickly changed the conversation when they were hanging out and she started to talk about her with that look in her eyes.  Of course it wasn't anything new for Yuka to freak out over how someone looked like that, hell for a full week after meeting Makoto she had a crush on him.  That ended fairly quickly though after being told for the umpteenth time that<em>he was a boy</em>, and even then he had to jokingly offer to 'prove it' to her before she got the message.<br/><br/>Unfortunately though, her searches had all been in vain.  Even discussions on forums just talking about rumors of the fight were somehow disappearing.  It had taken some time, but Yuka eventually found a way to try and hack into the mainframe of whoever was doing this, and almost did it.  She had wormed her way through three firewalls and was almost there before her system was attacked by a killer virus.<br/><br/>After that incident, she decided to try a different approach and began searching through books full of mythology and spooky 'true stories' to try and see if she could make a connection...  That was when she saw her.  From behind a stack of books full of Greek tales of heroes she saw her new crush.  The absolute epitome of beauty walk into the library and after having been reading so many myths she felt sure that she was staring at the avatar of Aphrodite herself.  The way she had looked at Makoto, and even the way she had looked at Skyfire could not even hold a candle to this.  Her jaw dropped and she could actually feel saliva run down the side of her cheek before gathering on her chin threatening to drop on her open book.<br/><br/>Half-heartedly she wiped the spittle off of her face though when she finally closed her mouth she found it suddenly completely devoid of any moisture, then realizing that she didn't want to be caught staring at the girl she hastily stood her book up so she could pretend to read it only to stare right past it at this vision of beauty.