Nanashi stood next to Yasha, watching the beginning of the match between the twins. It irked her to no end to see them set each others dragon on each other, creating an explosion that blasted both of them off the arena and into the opposite walls. They both rose up and were okay at least. Until she got to either of them anyway.

She was distracted from the fight however when she saw Kurama step up her and Yasha, standing there calmly with his hands buried in his pockets. He stared at Yasha expectantly. Yasha swore at him, but handed over his coin none the less to Kurama. He went back in the line, looking for a new person to fight.

Kurama stood next to her, eyes on the twins fighting. "You know why they did it, don't you?"

Nanashi looked up at him, and then back at the twins fighting. "Did what?"

"Proved their abilities to all the adults here, showed their strength," Kurama said. "Wise decision. Keeps them from looking like a bunch of weak kids. Don't come down hard on them for it."

Nanashi clicked her teeth, thinking over his observation. They were young. Eleven. They were also the first children to be a mix of all four races. Maybe proving how strong they were in front of these other fighters was not such a bad idea.

The two of them fought each other hard, Hikari trying to keep close while Izo tried to keep his distance.

Nanashi looked up, two sets ahead of her and Kurama was Hiei and Yusuke. She twitched her nose, still rather annoyed at Yusuke, even though they made up. If Hiei won that fight, she would find it rather enjoyable to watch. That was until she heard someone huff behind her. The woman she had tagged out against Yasha. She had been tagged out by another elf. Nanashi watched her first go up to Ayane, asking her to pair with her. When Ayane refused her, the woman walked towards the front of the line.

Nanashi looked back, watching the twins fight. Izo struck Hikari rather hard on the side of her head. It knocked her down. When she tried to stand up, she twisted her legs together, bringing her back down to the ground. The king called the match, with Hikari visibly and vocally not happy about that. She charged off, with Izo following after her. He would stay with her, Nanashi was certain of it.

She looked back over at Hiei and Yusuke, seeing the woman Ayane refused to fight standing next to Hiei now. Yusuke was walking his way towards her, flicking his newly earned wild coin in the air. He snatched it out of the air, palm up. He closed it in his fist. He held his fist out to Nanashi, but at the last second, pulled it away from her and held it out to Kurama, palm open.

"If I can't get a rematch with him, I'll get one with you," Yusuke said as he and Kurama traded coins.

"I don't lose as often as I did as a child," she warned.

"I still win just as often," Yusuke responded cockily. "You still pissed off?"

"A little bit," she answered coyly. "A good fight will sort my temper," she replied.

She stood with him, waiting, watching the next match between two elvish nights she did not really know. It was over pretty fast between the two of them. She watched Hiei stepped up with his opponent.

She turned down, looking behind her to see Yasha standing with a new opponent. "Whose that?" she asked him quietly.

"Aiko, a knight. She can be quite vicious," Yasha answered in a sing song voice. "This should be interesting to watch..."

The two of them stood across from the each other. When Queen Minha's clap echoed across the area for them to start, Aiko wasted no time. She drew the dagger sheathed at her hip in her right hand and slammed her left hand palm down on the stone arena. The stone cracked beneath her palm, sending a shaky shock wave underneath that split the stone on its way towards where Hiei was standing. Hiei jumped out of the way of the shock wave in the ground, but Aiko had planned for that. She charged towards him, dagger slicing at his throat. Nanashi did not blink, looking for any sign of blood. It only cut across his scarf, nothing more. That did not stop her breath from catching in her throat.

Hiei was faster though. He landed on the balls of his feet, dodging her as she chased after him. When he reached a hand down to grab his sword, she would slice at him. Nanashi winced when she saw the red line the dagger left on the back of his hand. She smiled arrogantly, pausing too long. Hiei caught her right wrist in his left hand, squeezing it hard. Aiko winced twice, dropping her dagger between the two of them. He still kept a firm grip on her wrist.

Unexpectedly, Aiko brought her head back, and then forward, head butting him. His head whipped back, exposing his throat, which she locked her free left hand around. Hiei let go of her broken right wrist, hands seizing the hand clasped around his throat. Nanashi hoped he would break that one, too. Whoever this Aiko was, she was, Yasha was right to call her vicious.

Aiko, likely not wanting her other wrist broken, let him go and weaseled her hand out of his grip. She shoved him back and away from her with her left shoulder and upper body. It gave her time to pick up the abandoned dagger off the ground with her left hand. Hiei took the chance to gain distance, coming at her with his sword out so fast Nanashi missed seeing him draw it. Aiko jumped at him from a crouching position, aiming to drive her dagger through his middle. He had his sword now. He stopped her dagger mid thrust. The two of them were locked together, bladed forming a 'T' shape between the two of them. Aiko's left arm shook visibly, but Hiei's stayed calm and still. Nanashi felt so certain he had won the match then and there.

Aiko moved unexpectedly yet again. In a well aimed move, she pushed off the balls of her feet, and rolled low and forward, right into Hiei's knees. She shoved him off balance. It sent both of them tumbling out of the arena and onto the grass below. She had lost her dagger in the fall, and had made sure Hiei lost his grip on his sword as well. She was over top of him, knee driving into the space between his ribs and the heel of her left hand pressing hard against his throat.

Nanashi winced at the sight of it, half tempted to use the wind dragon to allow him to breathe, but knowing he would never forgive her if she interfered. Nanashi then felt a chill crawl down her spine as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Evil, something pure evil was rolling off of Hiei now. His hands were inflamed with hellfire. He took both hands, clinging to Aiko's left forearm. Aiko screamed as her arm burned. She yanked her arm away from him, still remaining on top of his prone form. He brought his hands down to the outsides of both of her thighs. She cried out, kicking herself away from him. She tried to stand, but her legs gave out.

Hiei rolled up, looming over her. "Get up," he told her, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I yield, damn you," she swore up at him.

"Match!" King Hayate called nearby, making Nanashi jump. "I think we're going to need a healer down here."

Yasha tapped Nanashi on the shoulder, making her look back at him. "There's always a healer needed when Aiko finishes a fight. Or a body bag. Nice to see her put on the receiving end for a change."