The doors closed behind them and both made their way to the soft mattress that would be their bed for however long they had, they hoped that Marucho would take the hint and not wake them for dinner, but one could never be sure anymore.
Shun climbed into his bed pulling the covers over his head, no lights were on in the room but the afternoon sun was shining through the crack in the curtains. Closing his amber eyes he was taken by sleep, far faster than he had imagined.
Dream
"Halt!" A shout rang through the room stopping all movement. Laying across the floor in rows of five were four sets of grey mats, each with two children on top. On one particular one stood two boys who were shifting from their fighting stances into the common military one. Arms behind your back, feet shoulder width apart and head up high.
Eyes of mahogany and amber were trained at the front, on a man with grease soaked hair, pulled back into a short pony tail. He appeared to be a trainer of some kind though which was unknown.
"There shall be one final match before dinner, any who do not meet our standards shall be taken away to be punished as we deem fit." He paused for a moment making sure he had complete focus solely on him, "am I clear?!" His voice reverberated off the walls.
"Yes sir!" Was his response the children replying in unison, natural after so many years.
"Good, begin" with the order given the children began their sparring.
The two boys get ready to settle the fight, they had been sparring for the past hour and neither had won yet, the matches had been stopped before a winner could be determined.
"Ready thirty-four?" The mahogany eyed boy asked and he was preparing to throw a punch.
"Always forty" he responded as he shifted his footing ever so slightly to be able to block the punch once it was thrown.
Every child in the building was given a number to identify them by, whether it was for experiments or training partners, they had no original names, as far as they knew.
With a final smirk from both boys they started their final fight. This one would have a winner, they were sure of that.
The first punch was thrown from the brunette to the onyx haired boy, it was quickly blocked before a counter was thrown which too was blocked.
The back and forth continued for a long while before the black haired boy shifted his body just enough for the brunette to punch past him and slip forwards. Before he was able to regain his balance the black haired boy swung his leg around catching the brunette's feet and preventing any possible saving of his balance; the brunette couldn't regain his balance and dropped to the mat.
Just as the onyx haired boy was about to drop onto the brunette to pin him, the boy managed to drop onto his hands, as fast as he could he pushed with one of his hands to he was on his back and pushed up forcing the other boy back upright so he too could jump up.
"I'm not that easy to beat thirty-four, you should know that by now" was his smirking comment to the other.
"That's good I was beginning to suspect you were getting tired. If that was the case then you wouldn't be worthy to win this fight" the black haired boy retorted as he looked the other in the eye.
"Believe me I am more than worthy." The two stopped talking and restarted their fight, if they didn't then the trainer would realise and they would surely be punished.
Fists were thrown thick and fast none hitting their marks, the black haired boy stayed one step ahead of his opponent keeping back and blocking the punches as they came close. However the brunette wasn't fairing too badly he was tired from the strenuous workout coupled with the lack of his breakfast, but he wasn't falling too far behind the other boy.
The brunette hadn't been at the facility as long as the other and he was still adjusting but he was coping better than most had, and that fact showed when he managed to sweep the amber eyed boy off his feet. Unable to catch himself he fell onto his back staring up at the other boy. Feeling overconfident by the fall he decided not to pin the boy but to otherwise punch him one more time.
Aiming for his face he threw a punch the boy on the floor looked startled for a moment before snapping out of his momentary trance. Bringing his hands up faster than you could blink he caught the fish inches from his face.
"What?" He asked shocked by the blurred movement. His answer was a smirk and a foot to his gut pushing against his stomach he watched as the boy looked stunned pain barely being hidden. Bringing his foot up so he was throwing the boy over his head he released his hand watching as he flew over his head. He mouthed to the brunette.
I win.
Landing with a thud he decided not to stand up, he had lost, the back haired boy had finally won. He was too tired to continue.
"Ok, you win" standing over the brunette on the floor he held his hand out to him.
"You put up a good fight for a newbie, better than most have. You have potential, I can see why they chose for you to live" accepting the offered hand the boy was hauled to his feet.
"Thank you" releasing his hand they faced forwards to see the others had also finished their final fights and a winner had been determined.
"Second team, leave first. First wait for instructions. Second you will be led back to your dorm, wait there you will be taken to lunch once we have a few details sorted out" the back half of the room bowed in sync with the others before leaving the training hall, steps in time and faces set in placid but stern positions.
The children left were stood facing the trainer not even glancing at the children who had left, waiting for their trainers next orders.
"Thirty-four and forty stay behind, I have to speak with you. The rest of you return to your dormitories." The remaining children left bar two, the brunette and the onyx haired boy.
The man motioned for them to come forwards, which they did, both remaining silent.
"That was an impressive match boys" he praised, the brunette went to answer but the black haired boy stopped him knowing that wasn't the reason they were called. Waiting for a moment to see if they would answer he continued. "Forty, you will be moving dorm rooms to Thirty-four's dorm. I believe you will benefit from this and I expect you to prove me right. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir" he answered automatically almost as though it was nature to him.
"Good, now Thirty-four help him move to your dorm." Instead of answering he bowed to his trainer before taking the brunette's arm and leading him from the room.
Once outside he slammed him against the wall.
"What the hell do you think you were about to do in there?" He hissed across to his new roommate keeping his voice quiet in case someone heard.
"What are you talking about?" He hissed back pushing the boy away not liking how he was interfering on his personal space.
"You were about to answer him." He pointed out as though it was obvious, which it was to him.
"He praised us, it's only polite" he answered confused as to what the problem was.
"Are you stupid? That was just a test"
"What are you talking about? A test? That's just stupid" rolling his eyes at the brunette he answered him trying to stay patient.
"Maybe to you, you're still pretty new here but listen to me, if you had answered then you wouldn't be in the dorm room later, I can guarantee you that." Seeing how serious he was he started to reconsider.
"Really? What would have happened?" Looking him in the eye he saw a slight bit of fear hiding behind the mahogany.
"Doesn't matter, just look to me to know what to do; ok?" He nodded at him.
"Alright, that's fine." Pulling him from the wall he started to drag the boy towards his now former dorm. The brunette would have protested the tugging but he was stuck in his head wondering what would have happened to him had the boy not stopped him.
"Forty? You ok?" The black haired boy asked him looking back at the brunette, he was usually quite vocal.
"Yea I'm fine" not believing him but also not wanting to start a fight with his new roommate he let it drop and continued dragging the boy towards his old dorm room so his things could be packed.
End dream
A knocking on his door cut his dream short and caused a scowl to form on his face, this was possibly from his past and now he wouldn't find out what happened next. As reality set in he realised something strange, stranger than the building he had been in with a younger looking Dan.
"Forty? Thirty-four?" He asked himself, "Why are we numbers? God this doesn't make sense"
"Shun, come on dinner." Dan yelled through the door sounding a little groggy from sleep still clouding his mind.
"I'm not hungry" he yelled back through wanting to return to his sleep.
"Tough, get up" without another word the brunette walked from the door leaving Shun with no one to fight with. Sighing to himself he dragged himself from his bed, seemed he had no choice. He didn't like having no one to finish a fight with, it left him feeling angry. Now he would never get back to sleep.
Running a hand through his hair he started for the door, slightly annoyed that he couldn't finish the dream and find out what happened.
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