AN: Ok… This is Chap 3! And thank all of you for reviewing!! Arigato!! Well, please tell me what you think of this! Read and review please! Um… I know I said I won't be doing POVs but I had a sudden urge to write one part in POV so I take back my words…^ ^; heehee…
Fuuko looked at the figure before her.
"Before you tell me your decision, you can address me as Akuhei."
Akuhei…Evil…
"It's not like I can choose. I will go with you. But take the darned thing outta my friends! And… I need to cook up an excuse. They can't know yet, or they will stop me," Fuuko glared at Akuhei.
"I already planned it. You are going to an all-female fighting tournament. Un-armed battling, of course, considering your Fuujin. There is to be no friends there, just a simple rule there. And here's your 'Invitation'." Akuhei said, passing her a form.
Fuuko glared at him again. "You seem pretty confident about me going with you. What makes you so sure I won't change my mind?"
"Now, you won't leave your poor Mi-chan to die, will you?"
Fuuko swung out her arm and hit him straight across the face. "Give me time. I'll go in two days." Saying so, she left a crazed grinning man to himself by the lake.
Why didn't he dodge it this time? He IS crazy. I hate it. I'm gonna go crazy. I can't. I just can't go with him. But I have to.
Oh god, please help me…
Fuuko's POV
I plastered a huge grin on my face and burst into the Breakfast Hall.
"Hey, Rekka! I just got chosen to join this tournament!" I shouted at Rekka upon reaching our table, my hand waving the form.
"Lemme see… Hmm…" Rekka said as snatched it out of my hands. "No friends? All-female? Un-armed battling? Wow, this is so your type of tournament. Don't go," he added.
"Huh? Why?" I said.
"Because, we aren't going to be allowed to go there. What if something bad happens? Can't you see this tournament is so planned? It's as though it's made just for you." Mi-chan cut in.
My heart wanted to burst with joy. If they don't allow me to go, then I'm free!
But another voice erupted from the back of my mind. Look, baka! If you don't go, Mi-chan and Ganko will die!
It was yet another dilemma. But I knew what was more important.
"I have to. It's gonna be a fun tournament!" I said. I don't know what showed on my face; I could only pray it was the right expression.
"And, it's about half a mile away and we can't even accompany you to the venue. Don't you find it fishy?" Rekka said.
"Please, Fuuko, don't go! I will miss you so badly! You'll be gone for two weeks!" Domon yelped.
Kirisawa Fuuko would burst out in anger now.
"I HAVE TO GO, OKAY? I WANT TO GO AND I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!" I screamed into their ears and whacked Domon on the head.
"Fine. Go. Whatever. We'll meet you back at this hotel after this tournament. After all, we have decided to stay here for two weeks anyway. So, when you return, we'll leave together and you can tell us what happened, okay?" Koganei said. I saw anxiety in his eyes and I knew he didn't want me to die there. But I couldn't say I would be back. I doubt I ever would be, anyway.
"Oh, okay then." I smiled a fake grin at them.
They should've stopped me. I know I'm selfish but I just can't go. Kill, fight, be his. It makes me sick.
"I, I have to go to, to the ladies for a while. Hang on." I said and dashed there.
Warm, fresh tears filled my eyes the moment I burst into the toilet.
What's wrong with me?! I keep crying these days.
But it's not like I can help it. My situation is probably worse than Yanagi's at Kurei's mansion.
Why won't they stop me from going?
Why can't they know what's going on?
It's just unfair…
I dried my tears and turned around to walk out of the toilet. "Kuso…" I muttered as I saw Ganko standing innocently and quietly
at the door. I didn't notice her at all. "Can I help you, Ganko?" I forced a smile at her.
"Why are you crying, Fuuko-neechan?" she asked.
"I-I just felt I would be missing you all while at the tournament." I smiled slightly. Tomorrow would be the last day with them. Tears jolted into my eyes again and I bent down and hugged Ganko. "Ganko, you must learn to be a good girl, okay? You'll grow up to be very pretty, I know. All the guys will come flocking to you, but don't let them bully you. You must be strong… and-and listen to Rekka and Yanagi while I'm away."
I could sense that Ganko was bewildered. But still, she replied, "Hai, Fuuko-neechan. I'll beat up any naughty boys and you must help me, ne?"
I smiled but did not reply.
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I thoroughly tried to enjoy myself in the last two days I had with them. But they passed quickly and soon it was to be the farewell dinner they had arranged for me. I changed into one of my more formal outfits in the late afternoon when there came a knock on the door.
I walked over and opened it, only to see, much to my surprise, Mi-chan outside.
"Mi-chan?"
"Fuuko, I was wondering if I should go with you to the Tournament. I still don't trust the looks of it; It's too weird. Maybe I should accompany you there?" He mumbled softly, yet loud enough for me to hear every single word.
He cares! He actually cares! He was worried about my safety and that made my heart flutter weirdly. Weird feeling; My heart's beating faster. Could it be…? I like Mi-chan? No, it was more than impossible. Or is it? Tasukete… Kami-sama…
Don't do this to me…
"I, I don't think so, Mi-chan… You might be too much of a threat to me… I mean, I may be disqualified, so, so, I think I better go alone." I heard myself say. I'm not lying. Disqualified- Akuhei'll say I broke my bargain and kill them. At least… I hope it can be taken that way… I looked down at my feet.
"Fine then, Kirisawa. Forget I said anything." His cold, emotionless tone hit me like a bullet. He turned around.
"Mi-chan! Please, please, don't get me wrong!" I shouted after him. But it was too late. He had gone.
"Mi-chan…" I sunk down on my knees and cried like there would be no tomorrow.
AN: Okok… I noe it's a veri rushed ending but my siblings want to use the com so, Gomen ne! I will do Chap4 as soon as possible so… Til' then!
