Chapter 5: Reason to Fight! The Sky Snapped!
"Because you arrived before the arranged time, we acknowledge your qualification to participate in this match."
Hayato sighed in relief. "Good!"
"You scared us to death. Did you oversleep?" Takeshi asked, head tilted to the side in genuine confusion.
Kyoya closed his eyes and inwardly sighed.
"That's impossible!" Hayato retorted before turning to his Sky and smiling apologetically, "Gomen, Juudaime. It took some time to prepare."
Tsuki nodded in understanding, "It's fine. Is everything ok now?"
"Hai!"
"Then we will now explain the battle field," one of the Cervello started, "the battlefield for tonight is the entire third floor of the school building."
"Of course that includes the eastern building that is connected with this building as well. Not only the hallway, but all the classrooms on this floor are included."
Good… I like a location that has a lot of obstacles, Hayato thought, thinking about all the places he could use to his advantage.
"However..." a strong gust of wind suddenly blasted from one of the classrooms, shattering not just the door, but also the window, sending chairs and desks crashing down the pavement. "in various places in the field, we have installed this hurricane turbine…" the Cervello trailed off and began backing away nervously with her partner.
Tsuki watched in amusement as Takeshi and Ryohei attempted to stop the irate Cloud from attacking the pink-haired women.
"Maa, maa! Kyoya, calm down!"
"Kufufufufufu."
"Oi Mukuro! Stop extremely laughing and help us!"
"Teme! Stop troubling Juudaime!"
The Varia sweat dropped as they watched the other team's comical display. Xanxus was staring transfixed at his bedmate, an unknown feeling settling inside him upon seeing the fond look on her face. Tsuki felt his eyes on her, she flashed him a grin before turning her attention back to her Guardians.
"Tsuki, quit watching and do something. As their boss, it's your job to keep them in line."
"Troublesome…" she turned to the still nervous Cervello and gave them a nod. "Go on. Don't mind him, he's just sulking."
Tsuki ignored the glare her Cloud sent her and motioned for the Cervello to continue.
One of the Cervello coughed, "Right. The Hurricane Turbine has four openings used for producing wind. It's a storm device that can blow a super strong wind randomly from the four openings."
"If the wind hit you directly, it'd be possible to be blown outside!" Ryohei exclaimed.
"That's overdoing it…" Takeshi said, perturbed.
"This time, there will be a time limit on the match," the other Cervello continued.
Tsuki's eyes narrowed. Time limit?
"Fifteen minutes after the match begins, unless one of you has taken possession of the Ring of Storm and completed it, time bombs set in the hurricane turbines will explode in turn and completely destroy this floor."
Kyoya's eyebrow twitched, tonfas appearing in his hands, "Herbivores…"
"Don't start, Kyoya."
"Tsk," the prefect—hearing the warning in her tone—lowered his tonfas and looked away. He knew better than to disobey when his Sky was pissed.
Mismatched eyes narrowed, "So if the battle isn't settled. They'll both…"
"They'll most likely die," one of the Cervello confirmed.
The other added, "That would mean neither was worthy of being the Guardian."
"Meaning, in the worst case scenario, it would be all right to blow up the Storm Ring as well," Reborn commented. "He must be the one who thinks the Guardian Rings don't matter."
Xanxus smirked when the girl looked at him with an irritated look on her face.
"Looks like you've gotten serious."
"A death match…" Hayato smirked, anticipation shining in his eyes, "sounds fun."
"Hrm? What was that sound of windows shattering just now?"
Tsuki's eyebrow twitched. Oh great, he's here.
"Is anyone hurt?" Shamal asked, wrapping both arms around the Cervello's shoulder, hands fondling each of their breasts.
No one could blame the two Cervello when they elbowed him harshly and sent him flying.
"Shamal, what are you doing here?" Tsuki asked tiredly.
"Did she say 'Shamal'?" Squalo asked.
"Trident Shamal," Mammon confirmed, "a man who was scouted by Varia two generations ago, but he refused."
"Oh! My sweet goddess!"
Xanxus' eyes narrowed dangerously when the man attempted to hug said goddess, hands itching to grab his gun and incinerate the trash who dared to touch her. Luckily for the trash, the younger Sky's Guardians were actually good for something.
"Maa, Shamal-san, what do you think you're doing?" Takeshi inquired with a smile on his face, the blade of his katana resting on the doctor's shoulder, a hairsbreadth away from his neck.
"Kufufufufufu. Aren't you a fool," Mukuro commented, trident pressed against Shamal's neck.
Kyoya and Ryohei stood as a barrier between their Sky and the pervert.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" Hayato demanded.
Shamal stared sheepishly at his student, "Mind telling your fellow Guardians to spare your tutor's life?"
Hayato's eyes narrowed, "Why should I?" he asked, arms crossed on his chest.
His tutor pouted, "And here I thought I'd come here to watch your match." He breathed a sigh of relief when the dangerous weapons were finally away from his neck, "Oh, by the way, I'm on this side," the doctor said before waving at the other team. "Nice to meet you, those guys over there wearing mourning clothes."
"Oh? Shamal is on their side," Mammon mussed.
Squalo's eyes narrowed, "Dino, Colonnello, and now Shamal… why are such skilled people gathered over there... what on earth is going on? Is this all because of the Arcobaleno… or…." he trailed off, glancing at the girl standing impassively next to the Rain brat.
"But this seems like fun too… today's opponent," Belphegor said, a hint of anticipation in his voice.
"Good. Then let's start the usual before each match!" Ryohei exclaimed, getting ready to grab Hayato in case he decided to run.
"Chottomatte! We don't need to do that embarrassing shit in my match!" Hayato cried out in panic.
Tsuki pouted, "We can't? It's kind of fun, though…" she trailed off, looking at her Storm with puppy dog eyes.
Hayato swallowed nervously, eyes avoiding his boss' gaze, "O-Of course we can, Juudaime."
Takeshi, Ryohei, and Mukuro snickered.
The young Sky grinned, "Then let's do it. We are a group after all."
Hayato stared at her in amazement, "Juudaime! Let's do it! Please, let me!"
"Let this join too," Reborn said throwing something at Tsuki.
Tsuki blinked and stared at the familiar looking thing in her hand, "This is…"
"Aa. The tail that was torn off Ahoshi's clothing yesterday."
"Lambo…" Tsuki mumbled.
"Doesn't it remind you of the days when Ahoshi was still around," Reborn lamented.
Tsuki sweat dropped, "Don't say that as if he's already dead!"
"I think it's great. Let Lambo join the circle too, he always did enjoy it," Takeshi laughed, grinning at her.
"Even though he's Ahoshi, he's better than nothing," Hayato agreed.
Ryohei nodded, "He's still one of us, even if he's not here right now."
"He is in spirit," Mukuro quipped, smiling innocently at his Sky when she sent him an exasperated look.
Kyoya shook his head at his pack's herbivorousness.
"Yosh! Let's do it! Gokudera, fight!"
"Oh!"
"Oh, oh. These young ones are so embarrassing," Shamal joked.
"Now both combatants, please come to the center," the Cervello requested.
"Juudaime, I will go and fight, and as your right-hand man, I won't bring shame to you," Hayato promised.
Tsuki smiled at him, "I know."
"By the way, since today's field is so wide, we've installed video cameras in every classroom to broadcast the battle to the spectator's area."
The two sides followed the Cervello as they guided them to their specific areas where three screens were hanging from the ceiling.
Tsuki merely blinked when infrared layers separated the group from the field.
"And there are infrared layers between the spectator's area and the battle area to prevent interference to the match."
"So we can't move from here," Takeshi said.
"There're telling us not to do what we did for Lambo," Reborn stated, looking at his student from the corner of his eyes.
Tsuki huffed and ignored him, focusing on the screen showing the two combatants.
"I heard you use bombs? Well, I guess it's obvious just by looking at you..."
Tsuki's eyes narrowed when she saw the wire Belphegor planted after he patted Hayato's shoulder.
"Neh, Tsuki…"
"I know, Takeshi."
"The Ring of Storm, Belphegor vs. Gokudera Hayato. Begin the match!"
Here I go! Hayato threw dynamites in Belphegor's direction, jumping back when they exploded upon impact. I'll observe the situation first. What will he do?
His eyes widened in shock when he saw the knives surrounding him after the smoke—caused by the explosion—cleared. He jumped up, managing to avoid being pierced.
"I advise you, it's better not to play any tricks. Do you know who your opponent is?" Belphegor mocked.
I guess I won't hold back anymore, Hayato thought.
"Triple Bombs!"
"So he finally completed that move," Tsuki mused. She raised an eyebrow when Belphegor didn't even attempt to dodge the bombs and merely stepped back. Noticing where he was standing, she realized why. Well, that's impressive.
Hayato's eyes widened when his bombs were blown away by the turbines. "I see. It's the machine!" he gritted his teeth in realization.
"As the Guardian of Storm, I'm sensitive to wind," Belphegor informed.
Tsuki watched her Storm dodge the random gust of wind, "He can't use bombs like that."
"But the same goes for his opponent," Shamal pointed out.
Tsuki shook her head in disagreement, "Not really…"
Shamal, Ryohei, Mukuro, and Reborn turned to look at her.
"What do you mean, Dame-Tsuki?"
Tsuki didn't answer him.
Hayato jumped back to avoid the knives heading straight for him despite the wind, crashing into the window of one of the classrooms on the floor. "Kuso! How did he do it? Was it just a fluke?"
"A prince doesn't need to rely on flukes. It is just as simple as this. Just read the air current of this strong wind in advance and quietly let the wind guide the knife towards the target."
Tsuki inwardly rolled her eyes at the so-called prince's explanation.
"Making use of a situation that was thought to be a disadvantage. He has the ability to perform this extraordinary idea perfectly… I must admit. He's unmistakably a genius," Shamal praised after the knife Belphegor released in the wind managed to cut his student.
"3 minutes have passed," the Cervello announced.
"Do you know the duty of the Guardian of Storm?" Belphegor asked. "Continuously at the heart of the attack, the furious Storm that never rests. I can do it, but… you can't," he mocked with a grin on his face.
"What the hell are you doing just standing there? Stop standing around like an idiot, Hayato," Shamal berated, brows furrowed in annoyance.
The match went on with Hayato dodging the barrage of knives the Varia Storm were sending him. Not finding any opportunity to counterattack, he decided to go into hiding for the time being, planting his dynamites on a wall and letting it explode so he could do just that. But even while he was hiding and Bel was in the hallway, his knives were able to reach Hayato despite not being able to see where he was.
"Didn't I tell you that hide-and-seek is my favorite? I'm a prince after all," Bel jeered, he released three knives on the wind and let the current take it, cutting Hayato deeply on his shoulder and his side.
"Why…!"
Tsuki bit her lip worriedly. Hayato...
"Shishishi." Bel grinned, "Is it checkmate already? Is that all you can do as a Guardian of Storm? What does this say about your boss?"
Hayato's eyes widen. Because of me, Juudaime…
"But that's not the case, though, is it?"
Green eyes narrowed.
"Ne, Gokudera Hayato, you're her weakest Guardian, right?" Bel goaded, "The Principessa's Sun Guardian was able to utilize his flame, her Lightning—although a useless kid—his Electric Skin was impressive, her Rain and Cloud, we haven't seen them fight, but even we know talent when we see one, the Rain is a natural born hitman and the Cloud is a violent fellow, her Mist, Mammon said he's a strong illusionist. So I guess that means it's just you who's degrading your precious boss' credibility as Vongola Boss candidate."
Hayato looked down and clenched his fists, he was biting his lip so tightly blood was starting to drip on the floor. Fuck…
"The hell are you on about?"
The voice of the female Sky sounded.
"Juudaime…" Hayato muttered, looking at the speaker.
"Let's get one thing straight. Not a single one of my Guardians is weak. Hayato will win, there was never any doubt about that," Tsuki announced with a smirk on her face. "After all, I'm not the only prodigy in my family."
Xanxus grinned at the girl's confidence.
"Juudaime…" Hayato rubbed his eyes with his sleeves. She's right, not a single one of us Guardians is weak. I will definitely win. But it's impossible to stop that bastard's attacks. Think! How can he hit a target even in his blind spot?
Good, that's good. Even if he is a genius, his techniques will have a trick and setup, Shamal thought, watching his student.
Tsuki grinned when she saw that her storm finally caught on. "Looks like it's time for Hayato's counterattack."
"Aa," Takeshi agreed with an anticipatory smirk.
"Bye-bye~" Bel threw at least 20 knives in the wind, intending to end the match and turn his opponent into a cactus.
Tsuki and her Guardians watched as a model of a human body was thrown out of the classroom where Hayato was hiding, knives sticking out of its body, listening as Hayato revealed the nature of his technique.
Bel grinned, "You did your best, but that's only worth about 50 points. You think you have the upper hand just because you figured it out, but…"
Hayato jumped back to avoid getting hit by the wind.
"In this kind of wind, you still can't do anything. So, what will you do?"
Tsuki raised an eyebrow when Hayato pulled out his dynamites, "But…"
Shamal grinned, "To make it so that bombs that can't hit their targets will hit. The one who gave up flirting to spend time training him… is someone who was once called a genius—that would be me," he boasted.
"It's over!" Hayato declared, throwing his dynamites in the air despite the gust of wind.
"Did you hit your head?" Bel mocked.
"Go."
The bottom of the dynamites he threw began to fire up, causing the dynamites to rocket straight to his opponent.
"I may still be lacking compared to them. But there's no way I'll ever let shame come to Juudaime," Hayato declared as he watched his dynamites explode.
"Hayato's amazing," Takeshi praised with a huge smile on his face.
Tsuki turned to Shamal, "A new technique?"
"Ah, Rocket Bombs… that's the technique he's been working on these past 6 days. Using the firing of stored propellant gunpowder to change the original trajectory twice. Originally, he was supposed to train using his Flames, but even I'm not that familiar with utilizing it, and since he didn't want to disturb your trainings, he came up with this idea after seeing my Trident Mosquito. It wasn't easy, though, especially with the limited time, but his persistence allowed him to achieve this technique," Shamal explained, a hint of pride shining in his eyes.
"Is it over?" Ryohei wondered.
Kyoya's eyes narrowed, "Iie."
Mukuro nodded in agreement, "There's no doubt that he's taken a lot of damage, but we're talking about the Varia here, they're not that easy to defeat."
"That Bel should be perfectly fine," Levi said nonchalantly.
"You're right… this is just the beginning," Mammon agreed.
Squalo winced, "This is horrifying."
Xanxus smirked.
Hayato raised an eyebrow when the windows were sliced, shattering into pieces as the smoke surrounding his opponent dissipated.
"Shishishishishi! A~ A~ A~ It's flowing out! The blood of the Royal clan!"
Hayato stared at the teen hugging himself in a crazy manner with a maniacal grin on his face. "What's going on with him…?"
"Once he sees his own blood, it begins… Prince the ripper's true skill," Mammon revealed.
Tsuki's eyes narrowed. True skill?
Her side listened as Mammon explained the true nature of their Storm.
Gritting her teeth, Tsuki stared at the screen, particularly at the grinning teen, "Belphegor… he's dangerous."
The two Storm continued to fight with Belphegor showing just how much of a genius he is and how dangerous he is once he's gotten serious. Hayato was almost stabbed but he managed to dodge by throwing a small dynamite between them, sending the two flying away from each other because of the explosion's impact.
"Protecting your life at the expense of a few injuries. Excellent decision, bomb brat," Squalo commended.
Hayato ran off to try and put some distance between them but Belphegor chased after him.
"The Hurricane Turbines' self-destruction will occur in 6 minutes," announced the Cervello.
Tsuki bit her lip worriedly, "Hayato…"
"Is he planning on ending the match? The library only has one entrance," Takeshi pointed out as Bel entered the library.
"Fighting Bel in a dead end? That's a stupid decision," Mammon voiced.
Belphegor kept on throwing knives at Hayato which he kept on dodging.
Tsuki's eyes widened in realization, "Shit!"
Her Guardians, Reborn, and Shamal turned to her in confusion.
Mammon smirked, "Heh, you have a keen eyesight."
Takeshi stared at the screen in disbelief, "This is bad…"
Hayato gritted his teeth, stilling his body to avoid touching the wires surrounding him. One wrong move and I'm dead, he thought, silver hair hiding his eyes.
Bel stood in front of the trapped teen, "Shishishi. Checkmate."
Hayato looked up and stared straight-faced at him, "For you that is."
Tsuki giggled. That's my Storm.
The Varia watched in astonishment as the gunpowder the bomb brat scattered began acting as a fuse, detonating around him and rendering the wires trapping him useless.
"If the wires are slack, they can't cut, can they?" Hayato derided.
Takeshi grinned, "Haha. That's Hayato for you."
"Now, as for the destination of these bombs," Hayato threw his dynamites in the air, "let's use your wires as guides."
His fellow Guardians grinned/smirked.
"This is the Guardian of Storm's attack of raging waves," announced the bomber coolly. "And just to be sure. Rocket Bombs!"
"Sugoi! Tako-head!"
"Impossible…" Levi said, watching in disbelief.
"With that much hitting him, even Bel-chan is…"
"Done for," Squalo finished.
Xanxus stared impassively at the screen.
"He actually did it… isn't that something. That guy as the Guardian of Storm," Shamal commented, pride leaking in his tone.
Hayato stood over his opponent's fallen form, "It's over."
"Incorrect."
Hayato turned to the direction of the Cervello.
"We cannot accept this as a victory until you complete the Ring of Storm," she clarified.
"Obtain the two halves of the ring and complete it, please."
"Keh, so annoying," Hayato rubbed the back of his head, "guess there's no helping it." He began walking towards Bel but stopped when he felt a throb in his gut.
"Getting that dizzy from that degree of blood loss…" Shamal teased. "Come on, come on, get it over with and we'll drink a toast. Call up Bianchi-chan too."
Hayato's eyebrow twitched, "What the hell are you saying at a time like this? You perverted old man."
Tsuki's eyes narrowed, "Something's not right…"
"What do you mean, Hime-sama?" Mukuro asked looking at her in confusion.
"Bel is… I can still sense his Flames…" Tsuki said, staring at the screen, her eyes suddenly widened in panic, "Hayato!"
Xanxus raised an eyebrow. Sense?
Hayato gritted his teeth, punching the bastard's jaw in an attempt to get him to let go of his hold on the ring around his neck, but the prince refused.
"Is Bel still not done?" Levi wondered.
"Iie, he's probably moving under instinct to win," Mammon stated.
Lussuria stared at the screen, "Bel-chan's princely instincts to reject failure."
Tsuki's fist clenched. Kuso…
An explosion suddenly resounded.
"As previously stated, 15 minutes after the start of the battle, the Hurricane Turbine will begin to self-destruct in a sequential manner. The library's estimated time of destruction will arrive in about 1 minute, rest assured that the audience area will not be affected."
"Goddamn it, Xanxus!" Tsuki shouted in annoyance.
Xanxus grinned in amusement.
"What the hell are you doing, Tako-head!? Hurry up!" Ryohei demanded.
"Urusai! I'm working on it!" Hayato yelled back.
The two sides watched as the bomber struggled to take the ring from the crazy prince.
"Not good, he's losing strength due to blood loss… if it goes on like this, no good will come of it…" Shamal said, watching the screen with a serious look on his face.
"15 seconds have passed. There are 45 seconds remaining."
Squalo grinned, "So a game of chicken. Isn't that more interesting?"
"Tsuki, what should be done?" Reborn asked without turning to look at his student.
Tsuki remained silently staring at the screen, face void of emotion.
"It can't be helped," Shamal interjected. "Hand the ring over to the enemy and withdraw, Hayato!"
Hayato's eyes widened.
"To die for something like this would be idiotic! Get back here!"
"You've got to be kidding me! How can I let myself lose!?" the bomber gritted his teeth, "With 1 win and 3 losses, we'd have our backs against a wall! It would be a critical loss!"
Shamal glared at the screen, "Your opponent has already gone insane! This is no longer a match that has any meaning! Get back here!"
"How can I come back empty-handed!?" Hayato yelled back in frustration, "Someone who returns like that isn't worthy of being the right-hand man of the next boss of Vongola!"
Tsuki continued to stare blankly at the screen.
"Juudaime! If I win, we will have the advantage! Please leave it to me! For something like that... I…!"
Hayato didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.
"Hayato!" Takeshi yelled angrily.
"Tako-head! Come back here!"
Mukuro gritted his teeth. Kyoya glared angrily at the screen showing the herbivore dead set on dying for a herbivorous reason.
"There are 20 seconds remaining until the library's destruction."
"Hayato! Did you forget what you learned before you started training!?" Shamal yelled in a desperate attempt to stop the kid from killing himself.
"Even if die here, I won't withdraw!" Hayato declared.
"Enough!"
Hayato's eyes widen when he heard her voice resonating.
"You will never belong to Vongola, Hayato."
Shamal stared at her in shock, "Oi! What are you—"
Reborn cut him off with a look.
"J… J-Juudaime…" Hayato stuttered.
"You will never belong to Vongola!" Tsuki repeated, ignoring the death glare the doctor was sending her, "Because you're my Storm! You're mine, Hayato!"
Hayato, the Varia, Shamal, and even Reborn's eyes widened in shock at the sudden declaration.
"Haven't I made myself clear!? I don't care about the Rings! I don't care about that fucking title! I don't care about Vongola! Have you forgotten why you're fighting!? It's to protect your family! To keep on living with your family! That's why we're fighting! Not for a stupid Ring! Not for a stupid title!"
Reborn looked down to hide the smile on his face.
"You won, Hayato. Everyone here knows that. So, come back already."
"Juudaime…"
The last explosion caused the screen to lose connection, not showing what happened after.
Shamal gritted his teeth, "That idiot…"
Tsuki bit her lip, waiting anxiously for the smoke to clear, almost falling on her knees in relief when she saw her Storm staggering out. She ran and threw herself at him, making him fall on his ass with her clinging to him, face buried in his chest. "Hayato…"
The rest of the Guardians followed after her.
Hayato shakily raised an arm and wrapped it around his trembling Sky, "Gomen, Juudaime… the Ring was taken, but… I came back."
"Arigato," her voice was muffled but Hayato heard her loud and clear.
"But I lost!" he protested, wincing when a certain bastard swatted him in the back of his head. "Oi! Kisama!"
Shamal and Reborn watched them from the sidelines.
"That Gokudera, he managed to stay alive in the end…"
"Aa," Shamal agreed, rubbing the back of his head, he said sheepishly, "at the very end, he showed how much he's grown. There's no way I can be arrogant enough to take credit for that. I've been completely outclassed by the goddess."
"Haha. Hayato made our Tsuki cry," Takeshi teased, grinning at the panic look on the bomber's face.
Tsuki looked up partially and glared at him, "I am not."
Ryohei hoisted her off the bomber, "I'm going to start extremely healing him, so off you go."
Tsuki pouted, "Hai, hai." She leaned against her Cloud's side and watched as Ryohei's hand began to glow.
"Takeshi… Kyoya… Mukuro…"
The three met his gaze.
"The rest is up to you guys."
Takeshi grinned, "Got it."
"Kufufufufu."
"Who do you think you're talking to?" Kyoya asked, eyes narrowed in annoyance.
"Since the Ring of the Storm was obtained by Belphegor. The victor of the match is the Varia," the Cervello declared.
Squalo grinned, "Voooiiiii. What a laughable ending. Your lives are hanging by a hair!"
Tsuki nudged her Rain aside and stood in front of the Varia, "Yup. You're right, the ending of this match and last night's match is laughable," she smirked, "I mean, despite how both match ended, you guys are holding the rings, but even you guys know, right? Pride and all that shit."
The Varia members gritted their teeth. Xanxus was staring at her impassively.
"I'll admit, though, I was planning on handing over the Lighting Ring, but Iemitsu interfered, so I guess we could say that that ring technically belong to you guys. The Sky Ring, that was my fault, of course, and the Storm Ring… well," Tsuki trailed off, smiling innocently at the pissed off Varia. "You people can have your precious rings… but we all know who the real winners are. After all, that worshiper over there lost to Lambo, and that kid, is a thousand times better than him in terms of being the Lightning Guardian, the only reason why he won was because of the limited time of the Bazooka."
If looks could kill, Tsuki would be dead with how hard the Lightning Varia was glaring at her. She gave him a mocking grin in return, "Oh, come on, Levi-chan, I'm sure you—of all people—remember how pathetic you were last night. You can wear the Ring that symbolizes you as the Lightning Guardian, but remember this, every time you look at that Ring on your finger, know that you will never live up to its title because there's only one person in this world who's worthy of it, and you're not it."
"You fucking bitch!" Levi made a move to attack her, but the girl sent a powerful blast on the side, incinerating—not just the windows, but also the wall, creating a huge hole on the side of the building.
"I'm not done talking," Tsuki informed him with a dangerous smile on her face. "Now, where was I? Hmm—ah, Sky Ring. Well, I accept full responsibility for that. Belphegor can shove the Storm Ring up his ass. You people may have the Rings, but come on, whether you admit it or not... we won."
She grinned cheekily at Xanxus, "I might have been the one who had sex with you…" ignoring the looks her revelation received, she nodded towards the Cervello, "but those two over there... are the ones licking your balls."
"Juu… -daime… what…"
Tsuki turned to her Guardians and raised an amused eyebrow, "What? It's not like you guys weren't expecting it. You know me better than anyone."
Takeshi groaned, "We were actually praying that you wouldn't act on it!"
"You're a pain, Hime-sama. How in six hells are we supposed to protect you from the enemies? When you're literally sleeping with the enemy," Mukuro complained, glaring at her.
Tsuki rolled her eyes, "I don't need protection, especially not from him," she smirked at the Varia Sky, "it's not like I'm the only one enjoying that particular arrangement."
An amused smirk spread across the man's face, "Hn."
The younger Sky winked at him before turning back to her irate Guardians, "Trust me, I can handle him. Me sleeping with Xanxus won't change anything. If it did, we wouldn't have reached this stage of the Ring Conflict."
Her Guardians (sans one particular Guardian) sighed in defeat.
"And regarding this Ring Conflict… well, I've reached my limit," Tsuki tilted her head to the side, eyes staring impassively at the Varia. "Kyoya, Takeshi, Mukuro..."
Mukuro grinned wickedly, "Oya, oya? Does that mean…?"
Tsuki smirked, "To kill or to let them live. Do whatever you want."
Hayato sighed, "Great. Two of the most violent Guardians and the one who was born a natural killer, are given free reign over their match. Sounds like the beginning of a bad reality show."
"Maa, maa."
The Varia narrowed their eyes.
The Cervello, who has been watching quietly from the sidelines, coughed. "We will now announce the match-up for the next battle. Tomorrow night's battle will be…"
"The battle between the Guardians of Rain."
The two combatants smirked.
"I've been waiting for this moment. I can finally have some real fun! Don't you dare run away just because you remembered the overwhelming difference in strength from last time, katana brat," Squalo taunted.
Takeshi grinned and shrugged, "Not like I had a choice. Kyoko, Haru, and the kids were there so we couldn't move that much, but don't worry," a dangerous look appeared on the tall teen's eyes, "Tsuki said I can go all out. I'm so excited. I won't be able to sleep."
Squalo gritted his teeth, "Why you little—"
"Alright. That's enough excitement for one night," Kyoya interrupted, ignoring the glare the man sent him, he turned to the Cervello, "all the damages in my school better be gone before the next match begins, or else…" he left the threat hanging.
Both Cervello swallowed and nodded, "Hai."
Tsuki stilled when gray eyes landed on her, fighting down the urge to hide behind her Rain Guardian.
"Small Animal… you and I are going to have a talk."
The Cloud Guardian didn't wait for a reply, turning around, he began walking off with Tsuki following behind him reluctantly.
Takeshi winced, "I've never seen Kyoya so pissed off…"
Ryohei shrugged, "Anything that extremely concerns Sawada tends to have that kind of effect on him."
Squalo looked at his boss from the corner of his eyes, surprised to see the dark look on his face and his scars threatening to emerge. Voi, is he actually...
"Let's go."
The Varia Boss jumped off the damaged window without waiting for his subordinates.
"If Squalo wins tomorrow, the Conflict will be over," Mammon stated.
"And it will be your end," Levi finished before following after his boss.
Takeshi smirked, "If he wins~"
Squalo smirked back, "We'll see, mata ne."
Ryohei stood and helped Hayato up, "Sate, we should leave too."
Takeshi nodded, "Aa."