Dead or Alive
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Saikyo Kamizmode!
Pairing: Dai x Light tension.
Summary:
Dead or alive for a fruit cup.
The battle was flaring up. Inside the ring, the discovery that he was a true heir to Kamizumo's long and robust history provided him the stamina to rival Light's, but outside the ring was a different matter.
Not falling asleep in class was difficult enough. He'd been laughed into the shame-guard of his workbook by his classmates all too often. Dai only attained the same level of focus he did in Kamizumo when concentrating on music or smashing keys and clicking triggers at the game centre, the latter which Light had taken Dai to town at the day they met.
"Don't get so full of yourself, Light!"
"That should be my line, Mugen Dai."
Dai gritted his teeth, locked in a heated staring match with the peroxide blond.
"You asked to join in! I'm going to beat you!"
"Ahh-ah, I don't like that. Your overconfidence."
"Me and Dai! Light and Byuga! Who'll be the yokozuna of staring contests?" Gotetsu stared a volcanic crater through Byuga, who calmly and condescendingly stared back.
"Staring contests don't have yokozuna." Susumu nitpicked.
Light suddenly got very close to Dai.
Susumu eeped and Nabekichi cheeped.
"Wha-wha-what're you–?" Dai blinked a dozen or so times.
"That's game. I win. Give me your fruit cup." Light backed off nonchalantly.
"EHHHH? You're pulling a trick like Waldark?"
"Waldark drank from the trophy to power up. It isn't underhanded when I exploit an advantage I already have over you."
"That's, that's–! Rin, tell–!"
"CUUUUUUTE!" Rin gushed at the gay.
"The ref is out making a phone call…" Ryusho was embarrassed for his master.
"Winner! Team Light!" She imitated the dropping of Tenten's fan.
"What? I haven't blinked yet!" Gotetsu barked.
"You just did, Gotetsu." Byuga smirked.
The god of stone waved his finger up and down. "Oioi! Rematch! Best out of three!"