Yūma pinned Taito to the wall with his arm on his throat. Taito smirked, rather amused by his opponent's actions. Yūma growled a bit, he did not like the actions the purple haired opponent has done for the past hour. They were both covered in cuts, bruises, and wounds of the sort. They had abandoned their weapons that lie on the floor, across the room, and went to hand-to-hand combat. Taito laughed his maniacal laugh, "Is there a problem, dear Yūma? You stopped, why?"
Yūma growled again and put more pressure on his opponent's throat, "Shut up already!" His opponent smirked again, but held no commentary. Yūma glared at his opponent with more hate than he has ever before.
Taito pushed Yūma off of him. He pulled out a switch blade and smiled mischievously. "You know, this will not be any fun if there's no fresh blood every once in a while," he informed the other. He walked up close to his rival, blade tight in hand, as the other was growling at him. Taito grabbed Yūma's shoulder forcefully, pulling him close, and with a depth of half the length of the blade, he stabbed the other's abdominal area. Yūma winced once stabbed, holding back a shriek of pain. Taito removed the blade and threw it across the room. He then pushed Yūma to the ground. "This is so much more fun this way," he stated.
Yūma coughed and winced once he landed on the ground. He glanced at the other and hissed under his breath at the comment. Taito chuckled, know his opponent maybe at a stopping point, but if not the there would be more fun. Yūma grabbed Taito's leg and pulled him to the ground. Taito winced once he landed from the abrupt falling. Yūma still had a hold of Taito's leg and so he twisted his leg. Taito shrieked a bit in pain, he then looked at his opponent and smiled. "If you really want a game, I'll give you a game you will never forget," Yūma stated.
Taito grinned, "Sounds great. Then let's play." Yūma grinned at the expected response from his opponent. He sat up, he then winced as he was reminded of the stab wound he was given. Taito sat up as well."If one of us dies, then it won't be anyone's fault, seem fair?" Taito asked.
Yūma grinned. "Seems plenty fair," he agreed.
Taito gave a curt nod. "Feel free to use anything as a weapon, for that is what I will be doing," he stated. Yūma nodded before he tackled Taito. Taito winced as the fell on to the ground again. They both were still panting from their previous fighting. Taito sighed a bit, "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this." Yūma was not believing his foe. Taito pulled Yūma down and hugged him.
Yūma growled a bit, "What are you doing?"
Taito chuckled, "Oh nothing really." He hugged Yūma tightly which caused Yūma to whimper slightly. Taito smiled. He then dug his fingernails into Yūma's back and tore away at his skin. Yūma winced and gritted his teeth. "Shh, it'll be okay," Taito whispered in Yūma's ear. Yūma growled and tried to pull away from Taito's grasp but Taito had too tight of a grip. Yūma, feeling at a lost to do anything else, bit Taito's neck forcefully. Taito winced and yelped slightly, releasing Yūma. Yūma pulled away from Taito, some blood on his lips and the surrounding area. Blood oozed from where Taito was bitten. The bit had caused Taito to pant more.
"I believe that's enough playing for the day," Yūma stated as he was still panting. Taito nodded a bit, not speaking as that would not be that great of an idea.