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Race
Sado cracked his back again, twisting and feeling even more vertebrae pop. Then the other way with a similar result.
"You look like you slept like shit," Gray snorted.
"I haven't slept," Sado said.
"Really?" Gray asked. "Why?"
Just then, Mira gingerly sat down beside Sado, wincing before leaning on his shoulder.
"Oh I get it," Gray grinned wickedly. "You sure she's going to be able to run in the race today?"
Sado's eyes widened and Mira groaned miserably.
"Fuck it, emergency stash," Sado said, reaching under a floorboard and pulling out a small pink orb, holding it out to Mira. "Eat. Don't puke."
"How do you still have those?" Gray asked.
"I save one every time Porlyusica gives me some," Sado said. "Which means I have three, including this one."
Mira put it in her mouth, biting it and swallowing it, holding a hand over her mouth to keep it down. Then, she sighed, lowering her hand and slipping it into Sado's. After a moment, Makarov stepped out, announcing it was time to head out to the starting line. A few minutes later, the entirety of the guild was gathered at a large blow-up arch announcing it was the starting line for the Twenty Four Hour Road Race. Sado stood beside Mira, the two hand-in-hand.
"So cool!" the announcer shouted. "Good morning and welcome to today's event! Fairy Tail's mandatory for all members Twenty Four Hour Endurance Road Race has arrived and we're bringing you every heart-pounding second! I'm everyone's favorite Sorcerer Weekly reporter Jason and I'll be your guide to all of today's sweet action! it's filling up fast so you'd better hurry if you want to witness the coolest race in Fairy Tail history!"
Sado rolled his eyes, sighing and resting his head on Mira's shoulder. "I'm going to break Jet's ankle this year. I'm tired of him winning."
Mira smiled, squeezing his hand lightly. "Now now. No playing dirty."
"This entire race is dirty," Sado laughed. "We're encouraged to mess each other up."
"Everyone quiet down!" Makarov called out, everyone falling silent. "Fairy Tail wizards know, without the proper balance between intelligence and physical endurance we are doomed to failure. During the next twenty four hours, you'll be pitting those virtues against each other."
"A real man never uses his brain," Elfman said, Sado snorting in amusement and Mira giggling.
"Yeah, physical strength is all that matters in a race like this," Gray agreed.
"The rules are very simple," Makarov continued. "From the starting line each of you will make your way along a predetermined course ending at Mount Imor. The ground there has been peppered with heavy wyvern scales. You each need to grab one and bring it back. Once you accomplish that, you'll have completed the race and proven yourself a rightful member of Fairy Tail. Never forget, forfeiting is not an option for any of you. Fairy Tail wizards pride themselves on their ability to go that extra mile. I've decided to add a new restriction this year. After numerous complaints, I've decided the use of flying magic is now forbidden."
Sado grinned at Mira who shrugged.
"I'm still a faster runner than you," Mira said.
"We'll see about that," Sado grinned.
"All other forms of magic are still permitted," Makarov said. "And whoever's unfortunate enough to come in last, will face the most horrific punishment game I've ever devised."
Sado raised an eyebrow. That would have to be truly terrible. Makarov was a sadist.
"I'll see you when you get done, okay?" Mira smiled.
"What makes you think you'll finish first?" Sado grinned. "I told you I'm winning this year."
"That sounds like a bet to me," Makarov said, suddenly floating behind them, Sado swallowing hard. "Good. Then in that case, whichever of you wins gets to give the other a punishment game of your own."
Sado swallowed hard as a wicked, sadistic grin spread over Mira's face.
"Ready..." makarov grinned, raising his hand. "Go!"
There was an explosion of dust as Jet took off, shooting away from the starting line in a blur. Sado and Mira walked to the starting line as the group around them thinned, neither caring since they would easily catch up. Mira transformed, folding her wings against her back and sliding one foot back, crouching as Sado did the same, crossing his arms over his chest. Then, as the last of the runners took off, Mira and Sado did as well. Sado, like Natsu, shot flames out of his fists to give himself a boost, launching himself down the road, alongside Mira. They passed several groups of runners, then a pair of pits, one with three runners, and one with Reedus. Then, they reached a field of ice, both skating across it then continuing to run on the far side. They shot past more and more runners until they blew past Natsu. Only Jet was ahead of them.
Sado grit his teeth, shaking his head once and forcing the aching throb in his arms out of his mind. It had already been over an hour. He let the flames fade from his hands as more began to shoot out of his shoulder blades. Still they ran. They reached a forest as the sun reached high into the sky. A half hour later, they passed a river, the only one along the route. Finally, as the sun was nearing the horizon, the forest gave way to the rocky area around the mountain. Sado switched his flames to along his spine and the back of his head. Finally, they reached the scales, both skidding to a stop and grabbing them, turning and heading back the other way, passing Natsu halfway back to the trees as the sun was reaching halfway behind the horizon.
They began back through the forest again as the sun disappeared. Both pushed themselves faster, streaking rapidly through the trees. As the sky began to lighten, they reached the final stretch, both pushing themselves harder. Sado could hear the announcer shouted. He glanced at Mira, seeing her grin wickedly at him. Then, the flames coming from his back went out, Sado tripping and crashing to the ground. Mira stopped beside him, kneeling down and smiling.
"Close," Mira said.
Sado grunted, panting for breath as he struggled to push himself up. Mira helped him up to his feet and began to jog backward ahead of him as he jogged after her, fatigue rapidly catching up to him. She turned and Sado looked past her, seeing Makarov's evil grin. His eyes widened.
"Oh hell no!" he shouted, flames exploding out of his entire back, launching him forward past Mira.
He grinned just as Mira began to slowly pass him. He leaned forward slightly, feet barely keeping up as he shot along the road, shouting in pain as his nerve endings screamed from him overworking his magic. Mira again began to pul ahead. he pushed himself faster. Then, just as he neared the end, his foot caught on a raised, loose tile and he crashed to the ground, bouncing once as Mira pulled ahead of him and crossed the finish line. Then, he crossed it in midair and crashed down beside Mira. She dropped instantly, helping him up as he groaned.
"That hurt," Sado grumbled. "Dammit. I was so sure I could win."
Mira smiled, kissing him before they walked over to wait with Makarov. Several hours later, Jet, Erza, Gray, Natsu, and Gajeel all arrived, fighting for third, only for Natsu to trip on the same tile Sado did, tackling all four of the others to the ground, allowing Happy to pass them. They pushed themselves up, staring at the cat that had just beaten them before Wendy and Carla both passed them as well.
"You might want to get moving guys!" Sado called out, leaning on the pole he had been given bearing a flag with the number two on it.
All five shouted in surprise and fear as the rest of the guild began to stampede over them, Erza managing to get across the finish line in the confusion. Then, Gray, Gajeel, and Natsu grabbed onto Jet as Jet ran across the line, all four losing. Sado sighed, walking over to them as they all groaned.
"You guys ready for your punishment?" Sado grinned.
"Are you?" Gray asked. "Mira beat you, right?"
Sado's eyes widened as he remembered the bet again, turning to see Mira grinning wickedly, stalking toward him. he began to back away slowly. "Mira, wait! Let's talk about this Mira! No. No! NO!"
She tackled him, slamming a smoke bomb into the ground to hide them from the public's view. A moment later, she stepped back out of the smoke and smiled proudly, dusting her hands off, Sado's clothes over her shoulder.
"Please tell me you didn't," Gray said.
Mira grinned wickedly as the smoke cleared, leaving Sado sitting down cross-legged, arms crossed over his chest, pouting.
"Worst. Game. Ever." Sado huffed as Mira cleared her throat.
Then, he stood, turning so that the crowd could see his red bikini. His face matched the bikini and he glared at Mira. "Seriously Mira, I do not have a big enough chest for this bikini!"
Everyone burst out laughing instantly, Sado turning his glare to Gray.
"You're next," Sado said.
"Oh no I'm not," Gray laughed. "That's your punishment."
Sado grinned wickedly as Makarov stepped forward.
"This is my punishment," he said, holding up a copy of Sorcerer Weekly. "A full twenty page spread of nothing but glamour shots and a full close-up interview with each of you."
All four turned to run instantly, Sado catching all four with a flame whip instantly.
"If I have to wear a bikini in public for a day, you're doing the magazine!" Sado said, flicking the whip and dropping the four in front of Jason.
All four shouted in dismay as Erza caught their collars, following Jason away from the crowd to get their outfits ready.
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