Chapter Seven

The Reikai Team

A week passed like any other week and it was now Saturday. Yes the tournament was still going too. The past week was just killing, sleeping, eating, watching, and waiting. Fang got out of the Hospital wing the next day. He now had some scars to show kids at home. Fang has been hanging out with me and Kurama and his friends all week. He and his friends are pretty strong.

The Reikai team consisted of four boys and two girls. All were strong, only one from the team was out of the pickings. They didn't have much of a cheering section; just Fang, about five people in the stands, and their disqualified teammate. Kurama didn't save any other of his opponents, just Fang. I had yet to figure out why, but I never had any chances to talk to them. Terrain would see it as treason, and now was not a good time to have a bounty on your head.

Today should have been an easy day with no mistakes, but it wasn't. I was number twenty-five, the same number Wave had. He was my opponent, and I didn't think anything of it. I didn't see the small plus sign that was on my sheet next to my number, it was to light, small, and faded.

For the day I was wearing dark blue jeans and a light blue tank. It was a hot day in the 90's. The arena was even hotter.

When my number was called, both Wave and I stepped up onto the platform. These battles were the end of the Semi-finals, so the announcer was no longer reminding us about the rules. We bowed to each other lightly before the announcer announced it was time to start. We already knew each others strengths and weaknesses, so there was no reason to waste time and measure each other up.

"Ready, my Sweet?" Wave asked a smile tugging at his lips.

"I was born ready, but are you ready to lose?" I replied with a grin of my own.

It was started. We both pulled out a weapon; me, two of my daggers, him, a new katana he must have gotten recently. We charged, and parried. Neither of us gaining or losing ground. We were going fast, but not so fast to where the blind eye couldn't see. It was a nice warm up, just to get the blood rushing. Finally we split back to different edges of the platform. Never looking away from the battle, we started to circle the edge. Until we rushed towards the center again where our three blades meet. He pushed down with force on to my smaller blades, trying to get me to come to my knees. I just pushed back up at him, but soon lost the push I was giving him and rolled between his legs. He quickly turned around to face me again.

I flipped over him, giving him a small line on his shoulder. But somehow he was ready; for just as I landed, he grabbed me from behind, and squeezed me. He knew I couldn't move my arms that he had pressed against my body. He also knew I couldn't brake free of his grasp.

"I won't kill you, but this is your last fight in this tournament. You might be the best, but not here." Wave whispered in my ear, making a shiver run down my spine.

Possibilities ran through my mind, racing with the speed of light. I couldn't let him win, that would be held over my head for the rest of eternity. I did the only thing I could do. I brought my leg up, and kicked him in the balls. He instantly let go, falling to his knees. I wiped around to face him, but he was still curled on the ground.

He finally brought up his hands, and a huge gust of water issued forth. Blasting right into me, ripping the air right out of my lungs. It pushed my off the platform and into the wall where it held me for a few seconds before it died, letting me slid to the floor drenched.

I got to my feet and ran to get the speed to jump up on to the platform. I got the speed I needed before leaping up onto the platform as gracefully as a squirrel jumping from branch to branch. Wave was standing now too, and again we were staring face to face.

He sauntered up to me, and went to punch my face. I grabbed his wrist while slipping a dagger into my hand. Holding it gently against his wrist, drawing just a trickle of his blood. To distract him, I brought my opposite leg up as to kick him in the head. He grabbed it as I pressed my dagger into his skin deeper. He screamed and realized his mistake. He let go of my leg, and brought his other hand to pry mine off of his. But he was too late. His hand met air of where our hands use to be. I had flipped over him.

"Looking for this?" I teased, holding his right hand out in front of my face.

He turned with a look of rage on his face, and charged with his katana drawn. I pulled a dagger out of my sleeve. His sword never touched me, but my blade was dug into his stomach. It fit nicely, and was as snug as a bug in a rug.

He fell backwards on the platform. Alive, but wounded enough to make the win mine.

As I walked off the platform bagging the hand, I heard the announcer announce the next fighters and froze in my tracks.

"Next up, Jumbean the bird demon and Wolf's Paw." The announcer announced, way too cheerfully.

I was up again. I didn't even know they could schedule back to back fights, but oh well. I tossed the bagged hand onto the floor, and turned to make my way back up the platform.

I won the fight in about five minuets. I collected my hand, bagged it, threw it onto the floor next to Wave's, then turned to the announcer, who only nodded in return to my question. I was up for another round.

By the time half an hour passed there were five other hands of demons lying next to the first two of the night. I was still in good shape, with only a few scratches on my arms, and a few broken ribs from those that tried the beautiful trick Wave showed them. I was drenched not only in water now, but also in sweat and blood.

I went back to my starting place, and got ready for the next fight. The next one to come up the opposite stairs was a female wolf demon that came from the Reikai group. She has long black hair and green and gold swirled eyes.

Both of us started circling on the cue to start giving by the announcer. When we came together the only sound was the clash our weapons made.

A deep growl came from her throat as she said, "Its killing, uncaring bitches like you that I hate, and love killing."

And before I knew it there was a sharp pain in my stomach. I broke away and rolled. When I stood back up I discovered a knife lodged in my stomach. I yanked it out and kept it in my hands.

I dashed across the platform and flipped over while lodging the knife into her left shoulder.

"Take you shit back, Wolf." I said.

The fight was a good one, it lasted twenty minuets. I had acquired a few more cuts across my arms, and some new ones on my legs. She had some on her arms and face. Finally I was able to knock her down and bang her head against the floor, knocking her out. Hesitantly and slowly I pulled my knife across her vein on her left wrist, making a slit where blood ran from freely. I stood up and returned to my starting place, while hospital boys picked her up. This time I didn't add a bag to my growing collection of hands.


MM-SweetSnow- Hey! Thanks alot for reviewing. Umm, yeah it just takes awhile to type the next one up for me, and that's why it usually takes a while. I wish it didn't, but sadly it does. and then there are time i'm not in the mood to write a YYH fiction story. SO yeha, and tomorrow i get to go bck to school. Great for me! Well ttyl! And thanks again for reviewing!