Whoa, how long has it been since I updated this? I don't even think anyone pays attention to it anymore. xD I bet they've stopped caring, but I'll reply to my reviews from almost two years ago.

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I was planning on making this chapter longer, but then I got lazy. So this will just be part 1. Part 2 will probably be uploaded in a week's time. Look out for it if you're interested! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter~


Tezuka Kunimitsu, I want you to come with me.

"May I ask you for your reason?" Tezuka asked.

Midori scowled. "Look here, you. I'm not in the best of moods, so don't play stupid with me."

"Is that so… You should try getting some rest then."

The now annoyed girl standing in front of him blinked and visibly twitched. This guy is driving me nuts… "Cut the act. You know why I'm here, so I suggest you quietly come with me or I can force you to. Do not resist. We both know who you are and who I am. "

"So you found out after all. That's expected from one of the 9 Blades, so I can't say I'm surprised," Tezuka calmly said.

"When you're a supernatural being, things are much easier to get done. Wouldn't you know that best, Tezuka Kunimitsu?" she held out her right hand and a green katana appeared in an instant.

Tezuka didn't reply after that. Midori raised an eyebrow. Using her left hand, she reached for a shuriken and threw it within a second. Then she saw the projectile on the ground after hearing a short metallic sound.

There, she saw that Tezuka stood in the same spot. He held an ocean blue katana in his left hand, facial expression not changing. By the time Midori blinked, he wasn't there anymore. She looked past her right shoulder and saw the blade pointed at her.

Tezuka spoke. "I have never used my powers for my own sake. I suggest you don't assume anything about me."

There was a short pause and then Midori laughed. "You're kidding, right? You don't abuse your powers? You're not in the position to be saying that. After all, aren't you the cold blooded killer here? And just so you know, this isn't an assumption; it's the truth, no matter what you say."

You kill innocent humans just for the hell of it.

All you bring is suffering.

The cold voice rang in his head, repeating those two lines over and over again. That image came back to haunt him. The screams of the woman echoed as she was burned to death. Burned… because of him.

He lowered his weapon and held his face in his right hand, temporarily lost in thought. Midori noticed and realized that this was her chance.

She quickly turned around and raised her katana, ready to bring downwards. Tezuka regained his senses just in time to parry Midori's attack. They both jumped back a few feet to put some distance between them and landed on the small grassy area.

Midori put on an evil smile while Tezuka wondered why. "Did you know? We, the 9 Blades of Hell, each have a special power in addition to our natural skills and abilities. These powers ensure our authority as the most powerful demons in Hell. Can you guess what mine is?"

Tezuka prepared for any unexpected surprises to pop up, but he was too late to notice the grass grow and wrap around his feet. He would have tried slashing apart the damned green ropes if they weren't so close to his feet. Now he knew what her special power was: control over grass and plants.

While Tezuka struggled to break free of the binds, Midori secured the small grassy area by putting up 7 meter tall walls. Now they were trapped in a 15 x 15 meter square with the ceiling only 7 meters above their heads. And with all the grass available to Midori, Tezuka was at a huge disadvantage.

The vines on his feet hurled him towards the solid wall that was over 2 meters thick. His body slammed into the dense wall, bringing him to his knees. His arms felt numb upon impact and he struggled to keep his hold on the sword. Before he could properly stand up, Midori grabbed his wrists and pinned him against the green barrier. The grass latched itself onto Tezuka's wrists and feet, not allowing him to break free.

She grabbed his blue katana and thrust it into his abdomen. Tezuka cried out in pain as images from his nightmare struck him. The cursed blue blade, the fact that he was trapped, and especially the pain. It all felt too real now.

Midori increased Tezuka's torment by twisting the blade in his flesh. He threw his head back against the wall and groaned loudly. She withdrew the katana and tossed it on the floor. The hole in his body dripped with blood and was of considerable size for a stab wound. His uniform was now stained with the sticky red liquid that continued to escape. Midori wiped her finger on the blood-stained katana and wrote something on her hand.

She faced Tezuka and said, "He who disturbs the peace of both worlds, hear me. Punishment will be brought down on you today. Regret this day as it will be your last. Rather, regret that you ever awakened from your slumber."

The girl brought her arm up and directed the symbol on her palm towards the trapped boy. Tezuka realized what it said when he realized what she was going to do. Midori muttered a chant and said, "9 Blades Special Technique: Seal." The symbol glowed black and gave off a faint dark aura.

Midori moved her hand to the spot where she stabbed Tezuka with the katana.

She pressed her hand on that exact same spot and its aura became clearly visible. Tezuka's stomach burned as the seal was forcing itself in his body. He screamed in agony when Midori's symbol etched lines onto his skin, leaving black trails and releasing steam into the air from the burns. Tezuka twisted futilely in sheer pain.

The lines formed 3 circles around the mark and came together in the middle. As the spell ended, they formed the kanji for "seal."

Midori winced as she pulled her hand back from the demon's body. She had known that casting the seal would not leave her unscathed, but she never expected it to leave burn marks. She stepped back and looked back her opponent. He was silently suffering as he panted harshly and tried to catch his breath.

When he slightly moved, that was the moment Midori knew something was wrong. She felt no murderous intent from him ever since she confronted him, but now he had an overwhelming will to kill.

He met her eyes. She could tell that even they looked different. They were calm before, now they were gleaming with hate and contempt. Midori felt the air grow intense as she saw fire come to life. That wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to be able to create fire anymore. Fuck, don't tell me the seal was too weak.

"You just did something you shouldn't have, Midori Chika," he said.

A warning siren flashed through Midori's head repeatedly but she tried not to pay attention to it. She would be more cautious from now on. She was no longer facing the man called Tezuka Kunimitsu, she was facing the demon from years ago.

"You must be dumb to fight me," the demon said. He gave her a dangerous smile. "Everyone knows that fire burns grass." As soon as he said that, fire erupted from the binds that held him to the wall.

Midori stepped back, a bit intimidated by his overwhelming power that was supposed to be "sealed." She had no time to think when he grabbed his weapon and headed straight for her. The demon's blade was about to cut her head off if it weren't for her quick reflexes. Her blade had managed to stop his just in time.

"Tezuka" was persistent in his swift attacks, but he wasn't able to land any fatal blows on the Blade in front of him. Her powers were starting to be a real pain to deal with. In that instant, the offensive and defensive switched as Midori used the environment to her advantage and catch him off guard.

She slashed the demon with a diagonal cut across his torso, forcing him to stumble backwards. The grass obeyed her command as they tripped the demon onto the ground. He was defenceless by the time he looked up. Midori had knocked his sword away and pointed her own at him.

Even though he was able to tap into some of his power, it was certain that Tezuka did not have his full potential. His anger was noticeable as he shook below Midori. Then he stopped. He had become the person he was before the whole fight.

They were enemies. They were certain of that, but Midori didn't quite think so. She had only done all of this because of Kurou's orders. That was how it had always been. Her personal feelings and opinions never mattered. But somehow, she felt differently about this situation.

This demon had murdered numerous people in the past. Everyone knew that. But why did she feel that at the same time, it wasn't him? When she was talking with the actual "human" Tezuka, she was surprised to find out that he didn't want to fight her. Even so, she had done this to him. She looked down at her enemy to make the image clear: she had hurt an innocent being.

She shook her head. No, this was a demon, a total monster. A monster that caused destruction in both worlds. The monstrosity she despised so much. The being she wanted to murder for years.

Midori was in position to fatally stab him in the heart, but she hesitated. Why can't I do it? She shook with self-hatred. She had wanted to do this all her life. Now was the moment. Yet, she couldn't. She always had a strong sense of justice and righteousness. Because of that, she could tell that the human side of him wasn't to blame. But it didn't change the fact that the two personalities were embodied in one.

But she hated humans anyways. It shouldn't matter whether he was an innocent human or not. Normally, she wouldn't have cared. What is this? What am I feeling?

Maybe she had known him from a glance and understood him. Maybe she developed a feeling that she hadn't felt for years, a feeling that interfered with her intense hatred for him.

When he had shown his unwillingness to fight her, maybe she was grateful for that. That she wouldn't have to listen to these orders.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but hate him. She hated this demon.

Midori lowered her blade more as her despised enemy showed no signs of resistance.

That just conflicted her more. She wanted to kill him. She needed to kill him. But at the same time, she didn't want to harm him any further, especially when he was letting her kill him. She would have preferred him resisting so that she had more reason to kill him. Now that he didn't, she felt like the complete villain he was supposed to be.

No, I have to kill him right now. After all, he's…

"Why?" she asked. "Why do you make me feel this way?" Midori tried to search for an answer but could not see his face. She knew he was avoiding her gaze.

Then she knew that he knew. Realizing this angered Midori even more. She was torn between the kindness of the young man and the heartless demon deep inside him. The kindness of refusing to fight her because he knew. And the merciless demon who burned her mother in the fire.