A/N: Second to last chapter eveyone! And, here's the big fight scene! I was going to put Shiraishi and Kintarou in there but then I remembered something. I have no idea how Shiraishi acts. I'll have to go and reread/watch the Shitenhouji matches against Seigaku later. I ended up improvising and adding someone else in there. Also, don't feel afraid to go and check out my live-jounal (it's my homepage). I may post the newest chapter from a multi-chaptered fic early or a new story before I post it to livejournal. You never know. So, check it out every once in a little while. Might find something interesting.

"Please, save him! Please, please, please!" never had Jirou saw the tensai of Hyoutei beg in his eighteen years of life. The tensai was cradling the red heads body in his arms, giving him mouth to mouth to mouth every so often between his pleas. Oshitari just wanted to keep his partner from dying. Poor Gakuto had been stabbed in his heart to protect his teammate. Now it was up to Oshitari to keep him alive. "Please, do this for me! I'll do anything! Anything! Just please save his life!"

Looking across the room, Jirou watched at the dragon formed Echizen carried several lifeless bodies. Among them were the evil Mrs. Yamamoto and her followers, her pack if you will. It made Jirou remember the battle that had come before all of this killing. How they were severely outnumbered and had turned the tables with just a few allies.

"Gakuto, please go home. You don't have to go and sit through this. You'll only be a hindrance in the battle and I can't focus on protecting you and fighting at the same time."

"Yuushi, I'm staying. I'm going to help this fight in any way I can!"

"But you could easily be killed and without you my life would be worthless."

"Yuushi…"

As the dirty pair shared a kiss, Jirou's gaze wandered to Atobe. Apart from spending more time with Atobe with these past months, Jirou could feel himself falling for the narcissist. He wanted to feel Atobe's lips on his. Maybe even feel something more coming from Atobe.

Shaking his head, Jirou tried to rid the dirty thoughts from his head. He didn't want to head into a battle with a strong blush on his face.

When the doubles pair was finished, Ohtori led them to a large door and the group burst through the door……And they were welcomed to a room of forty transformed werewolves.

"Ah, so you've all finally arrived. I never knew you'd be the one to betray me, Ohtori. I always thought your trusting nature would cause you to stay with me," sitting upon a gold thrown, Mrs. Yamamoto sat at the back of the room.

"I will choose who I trust and who I don't," hands glowing white, Ohtori attempted to run through the crowd of werewolves but was held back by two of them.

"Fine, let us fight a fight to end all fights," claws elongating, Mrs. Yamamoto sprung into the crowd and everyone, save for Gakuto, sprang into actions.

Before Jirou created his sword from darkness, he saw the two werewolves grasping onto him disappear in a flash. Jirou reminded himself to never challenge the light heir to a fight.

Focusing on his own opponent, Jirou struck the large brute through its heart. Moving on to the next one, Jirou struck it in the heart, again, but was struck in the back by a set of claws. Taking a quick glance back, Jirou saw the wolf that attacked him had blood flowing from a heart wound. A wound that looked exactly like the one he had given.

'Shit,' Jirou thought trying to fight off the two werewolves,' they won't drop dead!'

Taking a glance at Atobe, the six werewolves around him on the ground weren't moving. How was his buchou killing these creatures?

Taking a heavy strike to the chest, Jirou flew to the back wall and landed with a 'thump' on the ground. He heard several ribs crack as he hit the wall and a large snap that sounded like his spine. There was no way he could fight in this condition but, when he felt a pair of human hands on him, Jirou was surprised to see Marui and the three from Rikkaidai there. Renji's hands were covering parts of his left arm. Experiencing a warmth flood through his body, he could feel the pain start to subside. The Data Master was healing him!

"Honestly, I'm surprised you couldn't figure out how to kill a mere werewolf. I could have sworn I mentioned it," a stray werewolf charged at the trio and Marui stuck his right arm into the heart area of the beast. When he retracted it, he held a pulsing, red heart in his hands that he quickly set aflame. "Werewolves can be destroyed by destroying their hearts or crushing their brain. Just piercing their hearts won't be enough for they have regeneration skills."

That's how Atobe could destroy so many werewolves in such a short amount of time!

Rising to his feet, Jirou summoned his sword and rushed back into battle. This time, when he attacked a werewolf, he set the sword aflame before sticking through their heart. Pulling it out, the heart looked like a melted marshmallow on a stick. Sensing another werewolf behind him, Jirou slammed his sword down on the creature's skull. Hearing a deafening crack, he was pleased to find it dead.

Stepping back to survey the damage they had down, forty werewolf bodies were scattered on the ground but there were still up and alive wolves fighting his allies. How could this be happening? Unless, Mrs. Yamamoto didn't have just forty of them. She must have an entire army hidden. One must have come out when another was killed. There was no way they would win know that they didn't know the numbers they were fighting.

All seemed hopeless as Jirou continued fighting. Even with the three demons help, and Marui's, they still experienced fatigue as their muscles tired from the work out. There was no way they could defeat such a large army. When all seemed loss, the deafening sound of a dragon's roar sounded form the outside sky. All fighting ceased as Echizen, carrying Tezuka and Fuji, crashed through the roof. Now, with a mighty dragon crushing more werewolf skulls then the small group could, Tezuka joining the fight, and Fuji standing off to the side, winning seemed in their grasp.

As their numbers dwindles down to twenty, something drastic happened. Oshitari was fighting Mrs. Yamamoto with his heavenly powers but was distracted by another wolf. Lengthening her claws so they were around a foot long, Mrs. Yamamoto readied herself to stab the archangel in the back….Literally. Trying to keep as close as he could to Oshitari without being involved in the fight, Gakuto saw what the evil teacher was about to do. Running to where Oshitari stood, Gakuto blocked the nails from piercing his lover but was stabbed through the heart in the process. Gakuto dropped heavily to the ground, struggling to breath.

Feeling anger swell within him, Oshitari took his own sword and rapidly slashed at Mrs. Yamamoto with a 'YOU BITCH!' Then, after stabbing her with his sword and pulling her heart out, he ripped it shreds with his own two hands, anger fueling his actions.

With Mrs. Yamamoto dead, the remaining wolves fled for their lives, not wanting to die because of a silly excuse for a fight.

"Please, save him." Oshitari desperately cried, knocking Jirou out of his flashback. The tensai was now crying out to Atobe for assistance in keeping Gakuto alive. It seems as though Renji's healing powers weren't enough seeing as though Gakuto's face was pale and his breath shallow. "Please, Atobe."

"Because you're asking nicely, ore-sama shall save him. Though you do know that if ore-sama saves him he'll become a vampire?" crouching next to Gakuto and Oshitari, Atobe checked to be sure this is what the tensai wanted.

Biting his lower lip, Oshitari nodded. "Even if he's vampire, I'd rather have him living then dead."

Lowering his face to Gakuto's neck, Atobe bit the smaller boy's neck. From Jirou's point-of-view, it seemed as though Atobe was blowing into the bite instead of sucking blood. After blowing twice into the red head, Gakuto's skin started to darken to his natural skin tone and his breathing deepened. He was coming back to life as a vampire.

Sighing happily, Oshitari brought Gakuto's body into a tight embrace and kissed his lips softly.

When they thought all was over, a golden light appeared behind as three golden winged figures strode forward.

"You're-"Oshitari began but was cut off.

"The three remaining archangels."