The heat Yamamoto felt from his sword started to climb up his arm and through the rest of his body. The droplets of water left from the assaults grew minds of their own as they fled to the sword. Yamamoto took a deep breath and started to recover. His body felt light and the pierced holes that were bleeding had stopped. He could feel a strong fluid like motion coursing through his veins. It was an odd sense of power he was feeling. The droplets that fled to his sword started to eat away at the blade. Yamamoto watch frantically as the steel of his shintoki vanish before him. Tsuna now officially worried considered in telling Yamamoto to throw the fight. There was no penalty in throwing it anyways, he hoped. He showed up and that meant he could forfeit without the family being disqualified.

"Yamamoto!" He called out

Instead of turning to Tsuna who called out in distress, he turned towards his opponent sensing an oncoming attacking. With full force his opponent struck. Yamamoto swung his sword. Gokudera cursed his stupidity thinking that he didn't remember that last time the sword was thrown and he was pinned, but this was different. When the sword snagged his opponent in his swing and the attacker was sent flying, and even more so drops of blood from the attack that made contact with the water turned a dark red color. Confused Yamamoto looked over at his opponent puddled on the ground. He could see water trickling out from its cloaked sides. His opponent was bleeding, but how? Nilal let out a whistle of astonishment. Her amplifying ability was working wonders with Yamamoto, though it had only unscrewed the lid to what he himself could've done with a few more years of training and hard work.

"Right"

Yamamoto prepared himself but kept a watchful eye on his sword. He notices that the steel blade had been entirely removed and all that was left was a sword made of pure water. It looked like some crazy trick to everyone aside from Nilal, but it showed promise by injuring his opponent. With a sword of pure water Yamamoto decided to try his new ability. His opponent recovered and attacked, charging at him, braced for his opponent's strike, drops fell from the tip of the sword hovering in some sort of gravitational pull of his sword. The drops closed and then grew into the rain bands he worked on. Stopping the enemy, it was weird for Yamamoto to hear sounds of metal on metal with two weapons made of water. The bands did what he hoped they would and kept a distance between his opponent's weapon and his blade. With full power he pushed his opponent back, but his opponent fanned out, homing in for another 360 attacks. While fanned Yamamoto spun and whipped his sword up. The rings flew off from his weapon and through his opponent. With an opening he ran through before his opponent could close in. More drops hit the open water turning red. Tsuna and Gokudera were trying to think when Yamamoto mastered such an incredible skill. More drops fell from sword and more, blades appeared. It wasn't what he was expecting from his new technique, it was something more powerful, that worked. More water could be seen flowing onto the platform and off the side into the water as it turned red, it scared Yamamoto thinking his opponent was bleeding to death, but with no way of really knowing he wasn't sure how much more he needed to attack.

"Hey. I don't want to really kill you and I can't tell of you're bleeding or not, but if you could atleast give me a sign that I'm not hurting you really bad I would feel a bit better." Yamamoto said.

"That idiot, what's it matter." Gokudera muttered.

"He's not as badly injured as he appears He's planning something." Nilal said.

" what do you mean?" Tsuna said.

"Remember the last one with the smoke that seeped under its cloak. This has to be something similar."

"If that's the case-"

"Yamamoto might be in trouble." Tsuna concluded.

From under the platform the red color dye swarmed and formed under the two fighters. Yamamoto watched carefully but at the same time watched his opponent. It was clear when the red dye pierced through the glass platform. Yamamoto desperately having to dodge. And because the opponent was still in the ring the attacks coming up was not considered against the rules. When one stream came to close Yamamoto swung at it. The red stream sliced through his sword, but his sword repaired itself just as fast. The red stream curved and turned like a ball in a pinball machine bouncing off the surface. Soon the platform was covered in red needles made from the enemy's "blood". The sword may had repaired itself but he couldn't make it towards his opponent. A stalemate perhaps?...Perhaps not. Yamamoto's opponent maneuvered through the red threads toward him at a fast pace. With little room to dodge. Yamamoto was pushed to the edge. Behind him he saw a shark that had been lured in by the drops. That confirmed the red coloring was blood. Tsuna spotted the shark and his heart hit the pit of his stomach. His opponent was going to push him onto the shark. He was going to be killed.

"YAMAMOTO!" He called out.

Yamamoto was pushed back falling into the the water. Hoping it would work, even though he had no idea it would, placed his sword behind his back. The bands made contact with the water and surprisingly spun with such vigor it kept Yamamoto from falling, but parallel to the ground he was stuck there, until he could think of a way out. He wasn't allowed much time. His opponent shot up in the air, his plan was to strike Yamamoto from a height and send him into the water. It just kept getting worse for Tsuna to watch as the figure came down spiraling. Yamamoto watched with the bands keeping him a float he thought of an idea. Another stupid one like when he allowed his throwing arm to get bitten by Ken. Like he did with informing Tsuna he waited until the last possible moment. The blades from the sword expanded and propelled Yamamoto forward. His opponent hit the water and the shark with a splashed turning the lining of his full body blue with streams of red coming out, confirming that his opponent was also injured and out of the ring. The impact from him though stunned the shark and once it recovered swam off. However, by forcing himself forward earning him a victory by ring out Yamamoto took a direct hit from the thin red needles. Luckily, they didn't cut him in any fatal manner, however they still imprinted cuts on him. Hitting the ground his sword followed suit, landing beside him the sword rattled and the water evaporated revealing his un-touched undamaged shintoki. The second the Cervello's called the battle and Tsuna tried to rush to his rain guardians side, but the weird red needles were still up. Nilal looked around carefully before safely pulling the needles apart at their base using their shadow so they could bring him to safety. The guardian was out cold and wounded severely. Though the warmth and heat stopped his first set of pierced wounds, they started to drip crimson once more. Panic Tsuna tried to think of a solution. He stopped when he heard the sound of extra footsteps as a medical team arrived. Who sent them no one was certain, maybe it was from the Cervello's, or maybe even from reborn either way Tsuna felts huge weight lifted off of him from their arrival. While on the island they waited for the team to finish Yamamoto, waiting for him to be deemed stable enough to transport to the boat. Tsuna held onto his sword looking around. He spotted Nilal who was still clutching her hand. It was still bleeding from earlier, but barely. Tsuna rushed over grabbing bandage wrap and tape before heading over to her.

"I'm not be really good at it, but please let me wrap your hand." He asked.

"There's no need Tsuna the cut has pretty much stopped." She said.

"I know but still just to keep it clean until you get home." He said

Nilal held out her hand and allowed Tsuna to wrap her hand. Sloppily and very twisted up he hung his head in shame when he finished. A nice gesture, just failed is all. Since the fight was over Tsuna started to think on the next fight. There was no, clue who it might be, but was happy that Yamamoto's turn was done, dreading it at first, he realized that he still had time to recover and get ready for his baseball. Tsuna sat next to her fidgeting. After some time thinking it over, he felt kinda of bad bossing her around by forcing her into his family. The intentions were good, but the method was tactless, but he wondered if she really would've stopped killing if he hasn't forced her. He shivered at the cold breeze and noticed that it felt like he was traveling through the shadows to get to the island.

"Say Niala, random question."

"What?"

"That feeling I had when we traveled through out shadows to get here, does that happen to you?"

"Feeling? You mean like the tight bind suffocating feeling with the piercing cold touch."

"Yeah."

"Not anymore. In fact, it's pretty normal for me, but I won't be doing it anymore with you guys. In truth it's dangerous to do that without proper training, but I seriously doubt the cervellos would've had any hints for us as to how to get there. Plus it helped that you all knew the island so it wouldn't had been that much a problem.." She explained.

"B-but still thank you for that. Reborn said that if we were disqualified we would be hunted down more or less…Kyoko-chan too" he said

"That's the mafia for ya"

Tsuna stared at her horribly wrapped hand. Her hand had not bled through so that was a good thing. When the medical gave the okay to transport Yamamoto out they followed the medical team to the opposite side of the island where a boat was waiting for them. They boarded the boat and headed back to the mainland. Yamamoto was out cold sleeping soundly. Gokudera was sitting across from Nilal but was glaring at her harshly. Only a mile out from the island and Tsuna had fallen asleep, exhausted from the nights event he had fallen asleep against Nilal