~Yuki's POV~

'I remember,'

Urahara had kicked me with both legs; his sword pierced the ground, supporting him as my feet slid causing me to lean forward a bit. He came at me again, this time, sword pointed to my side; I dodged, landing on my arms, feet in the air. The others had watched, respecting my decision. He did as well, but I could tell, he was shaking with anticipation.

'when I had told myself,'

I brought my heel down, this fight was like any other. I made contact, my eyes never leaving his figure.

'this is just a game.'

I charged at him, grabbing at the collar of his robe, I brought him down, he grabbed my ankle, and I too was brought down, the force, caused me to cringe. Still feeling a grip on my ankle, I was lifted with no strain, then swung, as it I had been lighter than air.

'and to win this game,'

I met the wooden doors, hearing a loud crack as I was sent outside, hitting the rocks.

"It's too crowded to play inside." I heard him yell, as if it was all an innocent child's play, I replied as if it was too.

"Yeah, we might break something." I pulled myself up, warm sticky liquid dripped down form the side of my head. I snickered.

'you need to play,'

We both stood, his katana in hand, we charged at each other as if had been rehearsed. Still smiling, this feeling won't go away. The scorching sensation of stabbing my claws through his stomach, and the excitement of being pushed to the ground, cracking my skull, it was a drug, a drug my blood had provided for me as it rushed through my veins.

'and you need to live.'

I lay on my back, dust covered the air around us, the sound of flesh tearing could be heard, it was mine. The silver blade lay close to my heart, I coughed, crimson liquid streamed down my chin.

"You're playin easy today aren't you sensei?"

"Well of course I am student, I don't wanna hurt you now do i?"

'I'll do it alone,'

He's lying, anyone could tell, but I know, all he wants, is for it to get out. I grabbed the blade, cutting my hand as it did.

"You know what Urahara, you're a terrible liar."

He laughed as he dodged my kick, taking the blade with him. He landed, about a few feet away from me, running the blade against his tongue, sampling the taste of my blood.

'as I always did.'

He turned and faced me with a questioning look.

"When are you going to wake up?"

I stood up, and spat something bloody out, Urahara's head started dripping blood form the side, he smiled again. "That's my ear isn't it?"

I smiled and nodded, "Yep."

"Oh well, it'll grow back." He disappeared; I bit back, quickly dodging the blade as it swung by my neck.

"Shit." I cursed, slowly bringing my palm against the side of my neck, scowling at the thought of what could have been.

'Without its help,'

I looked around searching for a sign of green, instead I found him, leaning forward, as If clutching something, and then I saw it, the silvery blade covered with crimson. My eyes widened in horror. "K-Kyo?"

'But in the end,'

"KYOSHI-"

A blade intercepted my shoulder, the same one from which I had been scarred from so long ago. I felt pressure pushing downward on to my chest, I chocked, a rough hand gripped my neck, and above me I saw, Urahara, holding by the blade with the hilt, lifting Belphegor as if it had perfect balance.

"Let him go." I chocked, the force only got harder. "Let him go." I said louder this time. A cry of pain could be heard; I looked up, the hilt twisting into his wound. "Stop it." I begged, only to have the cries come louder, "Stop it!" I felt warm tears begin to stream, agony.

'it'll always come back,"

"STOOOOOOOP IIIIIIIT!"

Everything went black; a quiet pulsing ran throughout my body, my head bent down.

'and try to control me.'

'No.'

~normal pov~

Yuki went still, Urahara's smile deepened.

"Ack, the monster's here." He giggled.

The members of the Varia stood stunted, their faces with the look of confusion, with the mix of disgust, and fear.

"W-what do you mean by monster?" The Shark stuttered, the others nodded. Xanxas sighed. "A fight between Kamiya, is like watching two wild animal rip each other apart, a fight between a veteran Kamiya and a pure blood monster, like watching a fox tear the guts and flesh from it's live enemy while devouring it."

"He, he. Watch the show, you might enjoy it. Hm? " Urahara looked down; his ankle held tightly by her hand, it cracked as it started to spray blood. He felt himself begun to lift then let go, his thigh colliding with a forceful kick which sent him smashing into a hard rock surface, Bel hitting the floor with a slight thud, he looked up, but had only glimpsed her back as she soon evaporated into the air leaving a thin trail of smoke, and then appearing in mid air as she forced the blade into Urahara's chest.

~Hii,hik~ She snickered. Her face bloodied, eyes the color of envy green, widened to the farthest point, her smile bore fangs as it fully shown, a smile that would have made the poor Cheshire cat cry in fear. Her only expression was the look of an insane blood lust.

He looked up. "Crap."

She pulled the blade up, tearing his shoulder; she then grabbed his head and brought it towards hers, a loud crack could be heard, the impact making him grab his head.

"Heh, when did you get so strong? Was it just the fact that you were unconsciously holding back, or was it that all that strength, was hidden till just now, when your sanity finally snapped due to the worries of him getting hurt? Tell me why don't you!" His fist had collided with her head, sending her down, creating a large crater around her body, her arm bled as the blade intertwined through it, the force, causing all the bones to shatter. She looked up unphased and snickered again.

"That's not nice, and I was actually really serious there. Besides, you were foolish, you need that arm." She head butted him, causing him to fly back, a blade forcing him to the ground as it pierced his left shoulder, making him cry out in pain. He looked up, only to have his gaze brought to the side by a forceful stomp, the foot with drew, placing itself back with it's other. Her head bowed down, light snickers could be heard.

"Aw man, I thought all you were hiding inside you was a monster, turns out, you're a fucking demon." Her head lifted up, pupils focus on the pray, her smile, like true insanity. She withdrew the blade, lifted it, Urahara shut his eyes, waiting for the impact, it never came.

"ARRRRRG!" She yelled out. Holding her back were two arms, he didn't know why he was holding her back but he knew, if he didn't he'd truly regret it, because he didn't want to see her like this, it scared him, the thought of losing her, to herself.

"O-oi, are you stupid? You aren't gonna level yourself like him, I ain't gonna let ya! Yuki! I know you, now hurry the hell up and go back to the way you really are! Yuki, YUKI!"

Her head snapped back, "K-Kyoshiro." She said, then fell, on her knees, she spoke. "Move Kyo, I'm gonna kick this bastard's sorry ass, and then I'm gonna kick yours."

"~Shishishi~ As you wish princess."

'So for now,'

She picked up the bloodied katana and turned her back. "Thanks, Belpheor."

He turned, eyes widened, he shut them and smiled. "Yeah sure, just hurry back so you can kick my ass."

"With pleasure."

'I'll stand up strait, for my soul,'

Urahara stood up, an apparent scowl on his face. Yuki ran towards him, blade in hand, he dodged, knocking her down, himself almost kneeling.

A sickly sound could be heard, his eyes widened.

"I win."

'keep my head up until the end,'

The katana's blade had found its way through Urahara's throat, with Yuki laying on her side, she pulled the sword back, causing him to fall, she stood, he gazed up and smiled, she returned it, she dropped to her knees.

'be strong, and I'll live,'

"Tell me, where he is." Was all she spoke as she tumbled over unconscious, Urahara smirked. "Right after you get those wounds treated." And he too, shut his eyes.

'the way I want to.'

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