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~Ritsuka POV~
People say we do crazy things because of love, but what is love?
Ritsuka...Ritsuka...Ritsuka...
That voice, it sounds like Soubi.
Do you forfeit the fight?
A hand on my cheek, it's so warm and comforting
No. I will be on Auto.
I was put on my back; a warm coat that felt like home sheltered me from the cold around me. What's happening? Why is it so dark?
Are you bullshitting us, two against one? Don't be joking! Even your sacrifice couldn't handle it.
It was an annoying voice, yet familiar.
He isn't trained. Leave him be.
It was Soubi, wasn't it?
Please, we should stop this.
A faint voice answers, it's so soothing, as if I am being drawn to it.
Stop?! What do you mean "stop"? I will NOT lose to a girly man like him and that good-for-nothing sacrifice of his.
It was that annoying voice again.
Needles, pin them down like the specimens that they are.
"Soubi...don't!" I try, but no sound comes. What's wrong with me? Why am I so weak? Seimei...
I hear a scream. It was that guy's voice. He's the sacrifice.
Are you alright?
Concern lacing her voice.
Quit bitching and just fight!
How can he be so heartless?
Restrain.
She's so calm, I wonder who she is.
Deflect. Set him on fire.
Soubi, you're so cruel at times.
Your sacrifice is down, will you forfeit?
We will ne-
Yes, we forfeit.
What?! Why did I get a pathetic fighter like you?
It got brighter, but still is black...what's happening?
~Normal POV~
The battle field went back to normal. A girl with long strawberry blond hair which had her bangs clipped away from her face had violet eyes, her ears and tail still attached. She walked to a man on his knee who was gasping for air. He was an adult with black hair and black eyes.
"Are you alright?" the blond asked, kneeling beside her sacrifice.
He grasped her wrist and yanked her to the floor. "You useless fighter!" he shouted kicking her on her stomach, "We could have won!"
She was already bleeding from the fight and still her sacrifice had the nerve of beating her. Soubi walked towards them, trying to restrain the man from damaging her anymore. He turned around to face Soubi.
"It's none of your business." He spat at Soubi's face.
"Stop it, Ryuki." She coughed out.
Ryuki, as the girl called him, stoped away from Soubi. Both Soubi and the girl stared at his figure, slowly fading away.
"Are you alright, Tsumi?" Soubi asked, helping her get on her feet.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. Where's Ritsuka?" Tsumi twisted her hair behind her head and formed a bun. Soubi stepped back, showing off a bundle of cloth and body on the ground. As Tsumi walked over to Ritsuka, she pulled out a roll of needles.
She knelt beside him, removed the coat, handed it to Soubi and with needle in hand, she gently took Ritsuka's head on her lap, turning his head to reveal his neck. Holding the needle like a pen, she slowly pushed it on the back of his neck, hard enough to be felt, but not so hard as to penetrate skin.
"He should feel better when he's awake." She said in her soft voice to Soubi who was hovering behind her.
"Thank you." Soubi replied.
"It's such a beautiful place, why did we have to destroy it?" Tsumi got up, clutching Soubi's coat, looking around.
"We can't do anything about it." Soubi rests his hand on her head, ruffling her hair.
After a few minutes of silence, Tsumi's ears perked up. "We should get him somewhere safe." She helped Soubi put back his coat.
"Let's bring him to my place. We should also have a look at your wounds." Soubi remarked, scooping Ritsuka. It was harder for him to carry Ritsuka with all his wounds and cuts.
"Haha! Speak for yourself, nii-chan." Tsumi waved a hand as if to dismiss the thought. They both started on the direction of Soubi's apartment in silent comfort.
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