Chapter thirty-four: Hyuuga Vs. Kaguya.

A/N: Sorry for the bit of a wait on this chapter. (Guess it's not as bad as the last one, huh?) Just for a warning, I may have a bit more of a wait on the next chapter, due to the fact that I missed an entire week of school last week, and now have A LOT of make-up work to do to catch back up. Not to mention to get read for a band "gig". I have a lot of practice to get my voice back in shape. Damn laryngitis.

"Awe…shammit! You have GOT to be kidding me!" Joi whined. It was the preliminaries. She was about to fight. And who do you think she gets randomized to fight?

Let's go back a bit.

"Hyuuga Jerica, and Joi Kaguya!" the loud speaker rung, as if in mockery. "Awe…shammit! You have GOT to be kidding me!" we've heard that before. "Kill me please, I got that CRAZY chick!" Joi cried as if in pure agony. She dropped to her knees dramatically. Kato rest a hand on her shoulder. "It'll be okay Monkey…You can beat her!"

Joi spoke, fake tears filling her eyes, "NO ITS NOT! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" throwing herself into the floor. Abruptly, she popped back up and said, "Youree," in a practical squee. She huggled him. "Youree makes it ALL better!"

"You're going to die."

"YOUREE!" gasped Joi, "I can't believe you just said that! SOME BROTHER YOU ARE! GAWSH!"

"BRIAN!" Kato scolded.

There was a pause.

"MAN WHORE!" Youree glared for a moment. "And I actually thought you were going to be serious for a moment." Youree promptly rolled his eyes, and in an almost feminine action, fixed his semi-curly, disheveled hair so it was out of his eyes before he went on. "She's strong Joi, very strong, you better be ready kid."

"Everyday, Oniisan, every-fucking-day," she said, determined. "Huh?"

"I've been practicing EVERYDAY. A fucking Hyuuga's not going to beat me!" ALL the Hyuuga's in the area glared at her. Joi looked around awkwardly, "What? Did Hyuuga's mass-produce this year? SOME clan's been getting' busy!"

"Joi!" hissed Kato, "Would you shut up?"

"Maybe I don't want too!"

"Well you need to dammit! Buck up, Joi, you're a fucking ninja now! This isn't, and hasn't been, a joke for a LONG time now!"

"Would you quit being such a damn over-dramatic Nazi! Not EVERYTHING has to be serious!"

"Not EVERYTHING gets to be fun!"

"BACK OFF!" snapped Joi.

Joi stormed off, she didn't know what she was angry about, really; but she was pissed. "Thanks for your mother fucking support!" she mumbled to herself. "We're not trying to bring you down, Joi…" a puff of smoke said. "Uh…Wha-?" Joi said, confused. Youree appeared from the smoke. "Oh…Hey Youree…Wait…I'm mad at you…GET AWAY! I'M PISSED!" She started to walk away. Youree grabbed her shoulder, stopping her. "Youree. Let. Go."

"No."

"UGH!" She screamed viciously. "Calm down, Imooto…I'm trying to help…" he paused, "Remember that time…In Mrs. Bensons class, when I stormed out of the room?"

"Yeah…Your point?"

He almost growled. "You wouldn't go away…" she laughed. "And I actually thought you were going to say thanks," she spat. You could tell by Youree's expression that he was thinking something along the lines, "Wow. Bitch." He took in one of those breaths. Joi recognized it; he was trying to keep calm. "I thought I already did…" he said through clenched teeth.

"Whatever."

He pushed his hair out of his furious eyes, and pierced hers with a stern, but not angry, glare. It was one of those looks your older brother would give you, when he was disappointed. She remembered the time at school, the day Tye had died, she had skipped class crying. It was Youree's lunch, and he had sat by the window with her, munching fries. He had given her this look, this look that she sworn was the definition of sadness; such a look that he could look at the most optimistic human, and turn them into a weeping mess of depression and confusion. She had known that Youree had no idea what to do in the those situations, but the one thing that Youree didn't know, as that just his presence, made her feel a whole lot better. She sighed, and decided she liked that look better, she rather him sad then disappointed in his little sister.

She sighed.

"What are we fighting about, anyways?" she asked, bringing a small smile to her face. It was her way of brushing things off. Brian gave out a small laugh, "To be honest, I really have no idea."

And like that, the two swiped the slate clean.

"Who're you fighting Youree?" she asked when they were on the stands, watching the fight going on below. "Some kid…Can't remember the name, it's not really important. I just need to concentrate and stay calm, and I know I can beat this fool." She nodded to what he had said, agreeing.

Joi was deep in thought when they called her name to have her fight. After a couple minuets of her not even flinching, Youree nudged her in the side, she looked up, "Who the wha-now?" she asked. "They just called your name kid, get your ass out there!" she ran to the floor, seeing the "crazy lady" there. The Hyuuga narrowed her eyes at her. "You."

"Yes. Me," Joi said back, with a rather smug look on her face, "I didn't think you'd even make it through the forest."

"Could you possibly get anymore bitchy?" the Hyuuga hissed.

Hyuuga Jerica and Kaguya Joi were officially eternal rivals.

"GO!" The instructor yelled. And they were off. Joi spitting her famous bone kamas out of her arms. The Hyuuga girl whipping out her Byakugan. This would be no battle; this was a fight to the end. Joi flew forward at her opponent, driving her elbow into her stomach, the Hyuuga being pushed back, she flung her hands forward trying to hit Joi in one of her many chakra points. Joi moved back away from her hand, as she moved back she pulled her kama forward into the Hyuuga's stomach, slicing through her skin like it had the air. In that time, Joi hadn't noticed Shukaku creeping up to the surface. She wasn't just angry, she was pissed. Bringing out her inner demon.

Halfway into the fight, demon chakra swarmed around her body like an infestation of angry bees. She felt her anger take over her, she felt Shukaku's presence, and she knew that soon she would lose control. She could hear his whispers inside of her head, "Let go, Joi, let your mind fade into that lovely blur of emotionless anger, let me take over. Let me kill her." She knew of Shukaku, he was bloodthirsty, he always had been. And now there was no exception. She had kept him locked up for too long. The beast gets restless when he's locked up. His taste for blood would never die, and she knew that. It worried her everyday. She worried that maybe, someday, she would do something so horrible that she couldn't bear to look in the mirror any longer; she feared that one day Shukaku would make her kill someone, or something so important to her, that it would ruin her life.

Her mind was slipping, slipping to the dark side. But she continued fighting anyways. A fist came at her. She blocked it. An orangish-red flooded her emerald eyes. Her pupils dilated. Her chakra increased by several levels. Jerica's eyes widened. She saw as a whole other set of chakra pores appeared. The ones that she had damaged to no repair, without help of a medic ninja, were healed without reason. Her chakra was so much, that you could visibly see the effects around you. The ground began to crack slightly; the air seemed to almost thicken with a frothy chakra, and the stands around them began to quiver. The ninja on the stands eyeballed one another, were they really witnessing such power? You heard, "oh" and, "ah" in the crowd above at first, but now there was nothing but dead silence. A way of showing their pure fear.

Joi let a light scream as her entire body was taken over by the demon that she bore. And with the same cry being held out longer, she lurched forwards. "Her speed has increased quite a bit!" were Hyuuga Jerica's exact thoughts. By the time Jerica had had any time to react to such an attack, Joi, or rather Shukaku was behind her, holding her blades to the Hyuuga's throat. "It's a pity, really. That I have to kill such a pathetic thing as you," she hissed. Jerica twitched, what happened to the nice voice that she had as they had started the fight? Was this really the same girl? "Perhaps I won't have too…" he said, holding one kama to her throat, and the other he swung behind him, and brought it down into her spinal cord. Incidentally making her fall to the ground, in pure agony. "Perhaps I won't have to make it a pity. Perhaps you can beg me to kill you."

He kicked the Hyuuga who was now doubled over, crying due to the pain. She passed out on the ground, the tears still pouring.

"STOP!" yelled the instructor, but to no avail was his attempt. She continued, kicking her. The instructor ran out, pushed the Kaguya to the ground, picked up the Hyuuga, and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Joi gained consciousness. "W-What…Happened?" She asked blankly staring at the blood on the ground where a Hyuuga had once been. Youree appeared in front of her in a poof of smoke, and offered her his hand. "Good job Imooto…You beat her…" he said, in a soft voice, trying his best not to lead on to how disgraceful she had just done so.

A/N: Okay, so the next fight is in the next chapter. Hope y'all liked this! It took me some time to write it, and at least try and make the fighting scene a bit good. And longer. I'm just no good at fighting scene's guys! Sorry. (I may, or may not have time for reviews; depending on what time my internets server turns back on. -Smacks it- our internet server sucks. Bloody hell! –Is an internet addict-).