Aisha is Void Princess
Raven is Reckless Fist
You can choose whichever classes you want for the others yo
For my awesome friend, Val :D
Sorry if they're not in character, I never read the manga! Enjoy~
"Phantom Breathing!" A loud cry emerged from the arena, causing the ground to shake as Petite Angkor formed a cage of darkness. Sadly, the opponent was not caught in the trap.
Raven easily slipped away before Aisha could curse him. She tried hitting him with a petite angkor, but Raven just jumped over the demon bat. Aisha didn't have much mana left, so she put her trust into her staff by striking Raven with it. Quick jabs at his legs to try and slow him down, but his health was double hers', making the situation seem hopeless.
"Why don't you just quit, Princess, before you get yourself hurt?" Raven mocked using her job class name. The dark mage frowned as she ran to a deserted spot to charge mana. "As if I'd ever give up to some Reckless ass like you," she shouted over to the far side of the arena.
While charging her mana, through the corner of her eye, she saw Raven charging at her. Just as Raven was about to X Crash the purple haired girl, she ducked underneath the platform, just barely getting away.
"Geez, could you quit running and take it like a mage?" Raven complained, getting annoyed with this cat-and-mouse chase.
"How about you come after me yourself?" Aisha jeered, sticking her tongue out at the older man.
At that moment, Raven went into his awakening mode, red lightning coming off his body. Aisha panicked and teleported away from him, maintaining a safe distance until she ran out of mana.
"Guardian Strike!" A giant red explosion was all Aisha saw before she fell forward, admitting defeat. Raven fist pumped the air with victory, and wiped sweat from his forehead with his good arm. He walked over and helped the younger up to her feet, helping her wipe off dirt on her skirt. He tried to maintain a blush that threatened to spread across his cheeks, but it was no use. He secretly adored the magician in more ways than one; talking about it wouldn't even begin to show his affection for the girl.
"Was that last skill really necessary?" Aisha groaned as she rubbed her neck, looking up at Raven's flushed face. The two shared a laugh as they began to walk back to the House of El. But before they could go, Aisha grabbed Raven's good arm, causing him to splutter with surprise. Red tinted his face, and before he could speak, the mage interrupted him with an excited cry, "How about we go one more round? Loser has to be the winner's slave for an entire day!" The gleam of excitement in her eyes was just too adorable, and Raven couldn't pass up and easy fight. The tips of his ears became a nice shade of scarlet as he thought of this he could do to the younger in one day. He made those thoughts go away, thinking only of the battle up ahead, getting his head in the game.
"Alright, fine. But when I win, you're going to regret it," Raven smirked at the shorter girl, as he walked to the arena. Aisha skipped happily over to the starting point, getting herself ready.
"Start!"
Raven dashed towards the girl as she charged her mana. She didn't hesitate to move, which was weird. She normally moved out of the way before he could harm her, or hit him herself. His sword danced wildly around Aisha, making her fall down. As she got back up, she immediately teleported away, once again charging her mana.
Raven was perplexed. Normally they would go at each other as soon as the match began. He ran up to her, screaming, "Maximum Cannon!" The purple haired girl let out a cry of pain as she fell once again to the ground. Getting up, she slapped Raven a few times with her staff, going for the arms. But it was like a baby was hitting him, and he easily deflected most of the moves.
Grinning to himself, obviously seeing victory in his future, Raven played to win. He only thought of the bet, and payed no attention to Aisha's plan of action. As the dark haired male was about to hit her with another Maximum Cannon, she fevered to the full degree, and hit him with several lasers, causing him to lose a good percentage of health.
When Raven got up, Aisha hit him with Petite Angkor. As the older man was trying to shake the demon bat off, the magician blasted him with several fireballs, causing him to fall down with defeat. Aisha sat on her staff in victory, smirking down at Raven as he got up. He was bloody and bruised, having to wipe blood from his mouth. He started up at Aisha in surprise, wondering what the fuck just happened. Her normally sweet tone had left, leaving behind a monster in it's wake.
"Is this really happening..?" Raven muttered to himself, but Aisha responded anyway, "You just made a bet with a devil, and now you're going to face the price."
Raven was stunned and didn't know what to say at first. Then his brain clicked together and he realized not only was he defeated, but now he had to be Aisha's slave for an entire day. A groan escaped his bruised lips, as he stomped on the ground with annoyance. How could he have lost?
"But.. how did you do that?" Raven asked as Aisha hopped down from her staff.
"It was easy, really. I allowed you to beat me up to the point where I was almost defeated. You saw me no longer as an opponent, but as a ticket to victory, and you fought stupidly, making it easy to take over the situation," Aisha smirked at Raven's wide eyes. He walked right into her trap, completely underestimating the small girl.
"Alright, your highness. Please allow me to do your bidding," Raven said dramatically as he bowed down in front of the magician, acting playful. Despite that, his face was crimson as he stared at the ground.
Aisha was confused at first, taking a step back. She remembered the bet only seconds later and her ears turned as red as Raven's lightning Neither could see the other's blush, oblivious to each other's feelings.
"Why, of course, peasant. You may do my bidding. Starting tomorrow morning," Aisha skipped off happily to the House of El, leaving a dumbfounded Raven left behind.
Didn't really proofread. Oops.
