Chapter 21

History

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Anyway here's the chapter you all have been waiting for.

A lot about Misaki's family comes in here.

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Takumi sat there stunned.

Just how many things did he not know about her.

He could only sit there dumbfounded as she waved at all her fans and disappeared from the stage.

"Whoa! Talk about beauty," he heard someone behind him say.

"Please, I can do much better," a female spoke next. Takumi glanced behind him to see who it was but there was no one there.

The audience around him all of a sudden began to cheer loudly. Takumi glanced at the platform in front of their seating area, two soldiers were putting a large table there with two seats. The blonde woman from before made her to one of the seats. She blew kisses at a few people as she made her way to her seat. Some of the men howled.

"I still can't believe that's Yukimura's mom," Sakura squealed. "Even though I've known him my whole life." It was true. Yukimura and Ruri looked nothing like their mother, who was a very pretty blond woman. They did however receive her brown eyes.

"No wonder Ruri wants to be the Decade princess. She wants to follow in her mom's footsteps." Sakura sighed as she remembered how cute Ruri was when she had dressed her up that morning.

"No," Sakura glanced at Kuga who sat there with an amused expression. He was looking at some of the girls and for some reason that bothered Sakura. "I think she was following her aunt."

The crowd all of a sudden went wild again. When Sakura looked at the platform she understood why.

Misaki arrived in her beautiful blue dress and she earned a whole bunch of cheers from the crowd. Thought unlike Maria she wasn't as affectionate towards her friends.

"This is boring," she grumbled as she sat next to Maria, who only chuckled and took a strand of Misaki's hair in her hands.

"But you should be proud of yourself," the blonde woman said gently.

Misaki scoffed at that. "Right...proud," she looked behind her to where her friends were. They all waved at her and she managed a smile.

But just when Misaki thought this wasn't going to be so bad, a vixen arrived to ruin the day.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Queen of Demons," an obnoxious high pitched voice snickered. Misaki could feel the ginger blonde person behind her fan herself elegantly. Misaki threw her head back and groaned.

"Not this bitch again," she almost smiled when the person growled.

"Hey! I'm right here you mince," the high pitch voice couldn't get more obnoxious. Misaki shrugged and got up. She whirled around to face the annoying brat. "Asuka," Misaki said with a fake smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure to for the Queen of Phantoms," Misaki chirped. Asuka was a student at Kokusen Academy whose mascot was a phantom. Since she was their strongest female, it made sense to call her the Queen of Phantoms. Kind of like how Misaki earned her name.

"About time you asked," Asuka claimed as she began to fan herself again. "I'm going to enter," she said with her chin up. "And you're going to lose," she pointed the fan at Misaki and began to walk away. "My mother always was much prettier than yours. I'm going to win today to prove that." The audience booed at her remark. "Burn!" Some of them yelled.

She laughed obnoxiously again. Misaki clenched her fists at the mention of her mother.

So she decided to do her own obnoxious laugh but judging by the audience's reaction it turned out to be rather cute. "Funny," Misaki began as she looked up at the flag of womanhood. "That's the same exact thing your mother told mine for their con test and yet here we are thirty years later." Misaki paused and for once smiled proudly. "With me as the daughter of the first Decade queen and you as the daughter of a sorry excuse of a…" Misaki turned around to face Asuka. She wagged her finger around dramatically and pretended to think. "A...brothel queen?"

She looked at Asuka innocently and the audience erupted into excitement. Misaki smiled slyly and Asuka did the same as they moved back a few steps from each other. Their eyes remained locked as a few people came and put a round table between the two girls. Two chairs were put across from each other. Misaki noticed Yuuji and Shou come towards her. Two boys from Kokusen did the same. Misaki and Asaka sat down across from each other.

Yuuji runned Misaki's shoulder as Shou gave her wrist a slight yank to awaken it properly.

"If I win," Asuka said as she placed her elbow on the table. "You forefeet from this contest."

Misaki smirked. "Afraid I'd best you," she batted her eyelashes and Asuka merely laughed. "I have no reason to be afraid."

Misaki linked her hand with Asuka's, who was already attempting to pin Misaki's arm down. "Don't you want to know what I want?" Misaki asked batting her eyelashes.

Asuka smirked. "You're dreaming." The two girls struggled to pin each other down. "Besides my body gives me an advantage in winning," something inside Misaki snapped as she tried to pin Asuka's arm. Hell. She could even break it.

"Uh uh," Asuka shook her head mockingly. "Don't be so sad that your body is underdeveloped." Haruka's arm had Misaki's arm pushed down halfway. If it touched the table than it was game over for her.

Misaki noticed a glint in Asuka's eyes as she struggled to pin her arm down. They were glowing. Could it be that…

Misaki laughed to herself when she understood what was going on?

"What?' Asuka sneered through her gritted teeth. Misaki only laughed harder. "If I win…" she hissed. "You have to...admit how...weak you...really are." Asuka gasped and Misaki took the opportunity to pin her arm down. Misaki raised her arms and laughed. She could hear her friends in the background.

She got up and looked at Asuka who was scowling.

"So that's how you've been able to beat me in the past," Misaki walked around the table. "You used your magic to weaken my mind strength. I should've known you couldn't in on your own."

She walked around the table and out her arms on either side of Asuka's chair. She bent her face down and the two girls just remained there in silence for a while. Giving each other cold looks.

Takumi watched from his seat. He had smiled the whole time. Misaki was really one of a kind. He didn't expect her to be the daughter of Minako Ayuzawa, the first decade queen. She was also one of the elite council members who were the glue of the king's government. There were six in total and Misaki's mother was ranked third. In addition the woman was also one of the top warriors in the kingdom when she was still attending an academy. Takumi wanted to believe that her mother was the reason Misaki was who she is today. But he knew it was because of her own talents. She was her own person.

Misaki and Asuka finally cracked a smile. Misaki removed her arms and Asuka got up.

The aura around them was so strong that it even shook the platform they stood on. The power was really something.

The two girls stopped shaking the platform and walked past each other. But as they both began to prepare for their next moves the stopped and glanced over their shoulder.

"You're going down."

Sorry if the chapter's short. My exams next week and I have a ton of work to do.

I just didn't want to keep you guys waiting.

I hope you enjoyed. And to make it clear Misaki and Asuna were arm wrestling.

Asuna is going to appear in this fanfic as a cliche character.

Can you guys guess what? If you can guess it right, I'll write you a one shot.

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