I'm in the throes of a maiko frenzy. Just a short little thing here. : ) Reviews are really appreciated! Oh, and if you have the chance check this out: .com/watch?v=bzlXyVAs0zI - part of my inspiration for this miniscule fic.
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Mai sat in the corner, watching Ty Lee stretch. There was an odd stinging sensation in her fingertip. A bright ruby drop smeared across her sleeve as she pulled it close for a look. The blood faded into the dark fabric quickly. She'd slipped. Mai was marginally interested in the fact that she had cut herself. Didn't happen often. It must have been the adrenaline of the moment, she thought dryly.
All for that idiot.
What was that saying? Blood, sweat, and tears? Check, check, and . . .
Well, she hadn't cried.
But she'd come a lot closer to it in the last half hour than she'd ever care to admit.