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Gotta Catch a Bishonen!

Chapter Thirteen



Later on that night, Arashi, Duet, Crystal, Gwen, and Kikka sat around a campfire. As the time wore on, they began to catch up on what Arashi and Duet had missed these past several weeks.

"The Big Four have been usurped," Gwen began. At Arashi's curious look, she continued, "They aren't the Big Four anymore. They're the Bishonen Masters. Instead of four main trainers, the Masters now consists of five girls."

"Who?" Duet asked softly, her dark brown eyes wide. "How could this happen so fast, in so short amount of time? That'd take years to prepare.....but you're saying that this all took place in about.......two weeks......"

Gwen shrugged. "We don't know how this happened. All we know is that five girls beat all of the members of the Big Four and made the Bishonen Masters. The Leaders consist of three girls: BlueMew, Kyoko, and Ele. Then there are three lesser members: Shade and Enisha. They're all extremely powerful, but it's somewhat easier for me and Crystal to become members. All we have to do is beat Shade, Enisha, and one of the Leaders. We already know what type of Bishonen all five of them use."

"I still don't understand the Bishonen type thing," Kikka complained, frowning in thought. "Can you explain it to me again? Please, cousin?"

Gwen grinned evilly. "Sure, but Crystal explains it much better."

"Geez, thanks for leaving me all of the work," Crystal muttered, throwing Gwen a dark look and nudging her fellow co-gym leader with her foot. "Okay, all Bishonen are divided into several categories: Heaven, Magic, Mecha, Ki, Space, Weapons, Digital, Assassin, Thief, Justice/Protection, and Normal--just to name a few. Those categories can be further divided into subcategories. These include: Gundam, Rune Gods, Angel, Gods, Swords, Guns, Pilots, Police, Bounty Hunters, and so on. As you can tell, God-type Bishonen are the most powerful-even more so than Angel-type. Ki and Magic-types follow Heaven-types."

Arashi blinked and looked thoughtful. "What types do that Bishonen Masters have?"she asked, tapping her lips in thought.

Crystal sighed and edged closer to her Chibi Trunks, cuddling with the young lavender-haired demi-Saiyan, and Duo, her Mecha Bishonen. "Well.......we know for sure that BlueMew has Digital and Music Bishonen, Kyoko has Angel Bishonen, and Ele has Mecha Bishonen. But......something is different about BlueMew and Ele's Bishonen; they were able to evolve them higher than anyone else has been able to do. So Bishonen that would usually be considered extremely weak are actually very strong. And Kyoko......well, Angel Bishonen are strong enough as it is; then with her Gizoku boys--who are amazing Thieves--she's almost unbeatable. I heard that she's only been beaten less than five times; the same goes for Ele and BlueMew. Shade deals with Weapons, Space, and Assassin-type Bishonen. Enisha deals with Weapons--mostly Sword-type--, Ki, and Magic-type Bishonen."

Kikka blinked and looked at her older cousin. "Wow.......and you two have to battle against these trainers?" At Gwen's nod, Kikka glomped her Goten and Quatre. "B-But what happens if you get hurt, cousin?"she whimpered and worried her lower lip. "I don't want you to be hurt, Crystal and Gwen....."

Gwen smiled softly at her cousin. "Don't worry, Kikka. We'll be fine." Turning, she directed her attention once again to Arashi. "Kyoko's gym isn't far from here. Crystal and I are planning to challenge her tomorrow. Do you and Duet want to come?"

Arashi and Duet nodded at the girl. Gwen smiled and yawned. Already, Kikka had left and snuggled into her sleeping bag with Goten curled at her side. "Well.....I'm tired," Gwen yawned once again, rubbing her eyes. "I'm going to bed." She stood up and stretched. "C'mon, Bardock, it's time for bed." With a wink at the group of girls and their Bishonen, Gwen made her way to her side of the campsite.

"See, Duet? This is why there are Bishonen-human hybrids like ourselves," Arashi commented, watching Gwen leave with a raised eyebrow. Duet nodded and giggled.

As Arashi said this, Crystal's jaw dropped. "Wait a minute........you guys are half Bishonen, too?"

Arashi nodded and grinned. "Yup, my dad was a Bardock--I don't know who--and Duet's father was a Treize. She doesn't know who her father is, either. Neither of us do."

"Really?" Crystal exclaimed. "My dad was a Duo and Gwen's was a Vegeta. We aren't sure about Kikka's father, but we think that it was a Goku."

Duet blinked and looked over at the two slumbering figures. "Wow.......I never knew that there were so many Bishonen-human hybrids......"

Arashi nudged Duet with a foot. "There normally aren't.....remember? We're illegal. But we do tend to bond easily, as we're doing now.....we seem to unconsciously recognize each other for what we truly are......" Crystal nodded at this and leaned against her Duo.

Duet made a thoughtful noise and also stood up. "I never thought of it in that way before......" she commented. "Anyways, I'm beat. Come on, Duo. I forgot my pillow at the last town and you're almost as comfortable as it was."

Arashi giggled as Duet snuggled into her sleeping bag, dragging Duo by the braid behind her.

Once the three others were asleep, Arashi sighed and looked at Crystal. "What are you going to do against Kyoko?" she asked and held her chin between her hands, using her knees as a rest. "It'll be hard to beat her."

"I know......."Crystal replied and began to unbraid her Duo's hair. "But....all we can do is hope. And all we can do is try."

"Yeah....."Duo commented. "And I'll try to do the best that I'm able to. I know how hard Crystal's fought, and I'll help her to go even further."

Crystal smiled softly, her brown eyes glittering in unshed tears. "Thank you, Duo," she whispered and placed a kiss against his cheek. "It really means a lot to me."

"So.....now how do you become one of the Bishonen Masters? I know that you told Duet and myself how to become a member of the Big Four, but have the rules changed?"

Crystal nodded slightly. "Yes, now you must defeat three out of the five Masters in order to become one of the Bishonen Masters. Like the Big Four, they kick out their weakest member. And so that means that Gwen and I have to defeat Kyoko tomorrow....."

"Which Bishonen are you using?" Arashi asked, her dark gray eyes shadowed by the darkness.

"Well......I'm using Duo, Ashitaka, and Chibi Trunks. Gwen is using Yue, Bardock, and Vegeta. We're trying to lean towards Magic and Ki Bishonen, but the battle will be difficult. And Gwen's Yue is nowhere near as powerful as Kyoko's. Gwen uses her Yue every so often, while Kyoko's speciality is Angel Bishonen. So Gwen is at a disadvantage there......."

Arashi continued staring into the flames for the next several minutes. Finally, she spoke, "Better get to bed. You don't want to be tired for tomorrow's battle. Now that'd be a baka thing to do."

Through the darkness, Arashi could sense Crystal's smile. "Thanks. Good night, mi amiga."

"Night, Crystal," Arashi replied as Crystal walked behind her, returning Duo to his Bisho-ball and Chibi Trunks following behind her.

Arashi sat by the fire for several more minutes. Then, with a sigh, she stood and walked deeper into the forest, shadows flickering across her face and shimmering silver in her red-orange hair. Once she was deep enough into the forest that the fire's light couldn't penetrate the shadows, Arashi stopped and leaned against a tree, it's rough bark rubbing against her pale cheek. Sighing once again, she closed her eyes and turned her face skyward.

"What are we going to do?" Arashi muttered to herself. "How am I going to overcome the obstacle that Kyoko and the new Bishonen Masters represent? How am I going to win?"

"Well.....maybe it'd help if you had us as your Bishonen," a silky voice drawled from the darkness to Arashi's right. Her eyes jerking open, Arashi scanned the forest before her. She spotted a flash of white and her gaze was directed to the area in which the voice originated.

A Sephiroth with one white wing stepped forward. He grinned softly and said, "Your father thought that you could use us." He glanced over a shoulder and gestured. A Yue, Medu, Satoshi, Sesshoumaru, Clow Reed, Suzaku, Nuriko, Aburatsubo, Chichiri, Xelloss, Trowa, Hiko, Sojiro, Inu-Yasha, Zelgadis, Yamato, Taichi, Touya, a Battousai Kenshin (like Duet's Kenshin...only in his Battousai mode), Gourry, Yuugioh, Aoshi, Gene, Vash, and Gentatsu stepped out of the shadows behind him. "And so," Sephiroth continued, "your father sent us to help you."

"B--But......how?" Arashi whispered, her gray eyes wide. "How is this possible?"

Yue's eyes flashed silver. "Your father is one of the most well-respected Bishonen--he's powerful and can foresee the future. Because of this, we regard him somewhat as a Leader. He sent us to you. We are now yours."

Arashi blinked at the magnitude of what was happening to her. "But what about Duet? It isn't fair that I get all of you, while Duet has less Bishonen......"

Xelloss grinned evilly. "That's a secret!"

Giving the shorter Bishonen a dark glare, Zelgadis said, "What this baka is trying to say is that, like Bardock, Treize is gathering Bishonen for Duet, his daughter. She'll be getting more Bishonen later, once he's done gathering them."

"He's just having trouble getting Bishonen to do what he says," Medu added with an evil snicker. He grinned darkly and his grin turned into a smirk.

"Come on, you guys!" Gourry began. "It's late and Arashi needs her rest for the battle tomorrow. It's going to be a hard one."

Yue nodded and stepped forward. Taking Arashi's chin between his fingers, he brought her face up to look into his eyes. "Sleep," Yue whispered and gently pressed his lips against hers.

Arashi's eyes fluttered shut and her legs started to collapse under her. Before she could hit the ground, Sephiroth caught her in his arms. "Let's go put her to bed," Sephiroth said. All of the Bishonen returned to their balls, floating into Arashi's backpack. Sephiroth wrapped his one wing around himself and Arashi. He concentrated and in an instant, they returned to the campsite. "Pleasant dreams," Sephiroth whispered. A flash of light, and he returned to his own Bisho-ball.

* * *

The next morning, Gwen awoke with a yawn and stretched cat-like. "Hmmmm......." she purred and snuggled closer to her Bardock. "I could get used to waking up like this......."she said sleepily and snuggled closer. Bardock smiled indulgently and gently kissed the top of her head.

I'll always be there for you........no matter what, he thought to himself and wrapped his arms around Gwen, bringing her closer. Gwen closed her eyes, listening to the Saiyan's strong heartbeat.

All of this was interrupted when Kikka suddenly sat up and screeched, "QUATRE!!! WHERE ARE YOU???!!!" Surprised, Gwen, Crystal, Duet, Arashi, and their Bishonen sat up and stared at the small girl. "MY QUATRE!!!" Kikka continued. "HE'S GONE!!!"

Just then, the said Quatre ran out of the forest, blonde hair dripping and a pink towel wrapped around his slim waist. "What? What's wrong, Mistress Kikka?"

Duet sniggered and poked Duo, pointing to Quatre's pink towel. "And where were you?" she asked, continuing to nudge her Duo in the ribs. All too soon, they couldn't hold their laughter in anymore and together they burst out in giggles.

Quatre turned a delicate shade of red. "Well..........ummm............no one was awake yet, and I like to take daily showers.........and there was a stream just a hundred feet into the forest, and I decided to take a shower. I'm sorry that I worried you, Mistress Kikka."

Kikka grinned at Quatre. "Don't worry about it. It's just that when I woke up, you were gone and I panicked." Suddenly, she giggled. "But I think that it'd be a good thing to go and put some clothes on......"

Quatre turned a darker shade of red and walked stiff-legged back into the forest. Arashi giggled at his walk and looked down at Goku, who somehow managed to sleep through the entire incident. "How is it that my Heero wakes up instantly, but Goku is dead as a rock?" she asked herself. Sighing, she nudged her Ki Bishonen with a foot. No response. "Oh, well....."Arashi sighed and returned him to his Bisho-ball, deciding that trying to wake up the large Saiyan was a worthless cause.

Quickly, the girls began to pack up their campsite. Crystal and Duet's Duos weren't much help----all they did was sit around and talk and cause an even bigger mess. Heero, Bardock, and Quatre managed to clean up most of the site by themselves, though Quatre couldn't lift the heavier things.

Soon, the group was off. They quickly made their way down the pathway (the RIGHT pathway, because Duet and her Kenshin wasn't giving directions), the two Duos chatter a comforting background noise.

After about three hours, the group of girls found themselves in a huge city.

"Well, this is it," Crystal said softly, looking at the center of the city. Even from this great distance, the girls could see the huge Bishonen gym. Calling their Bishonen back into their balls, Crystal, Gwen, Kikka , Arashi, and Duet slowly made their way into the huge city.

As they walked deeper, they became surrounded by things from different countries, foreign food smells reaching their noses and making their stomachs growl in hunger.

"I'm hungry........."Duet whined, rubbing her stomach gently and drooling when they passed a display of cheese Danishes. "Food..........."

"We'll get food after we've finished the battles, okay?" Gwen said, she and Arashi tugging Duet away from the food.

All too soon, the girls stood in front of the doors. "C'mon guys........let's go. Into the belly of the beast....." Kikka softly said and pushed the golden doors open.

The gym was done in pale colors, the main color being white. There was a sign that said "Angel Gym" done in gold letters on the wall opposite from them.

"Hello?" Crystal called as they stepped deeper into the entrance hall. "Anyone here?"

A door to their left opened and a girl stepped out. She was tall, only a little shorter than Arashi. She had long black hair pulled back into a braid and startling green eyes. She wore a black tank top somewhat similar to Arashi's, black leather pants, and black knee boots. She stared at the visitors for a moment, then smirked. "Welcome to the Angel Gym,"she said. Even her voice was dark.

Duet blinked. "You don't look angel-like to me," she commented.

If it was possible, the girl's smirk deepened. "That's because I'm not the gym leader. I'm Demona, and I'm Kyoko's little sister." At the girls' puzzled looks, she continued, "Kyoko is a traveling Gym leader and she isn't here right now."

"When will she be back?" Gwen asked, worried that they wouldn't be able to challenge this particular Bishonen Master.

Demona shrugged. "I don't know. Sometimes it's for a day......other times it's for weeks. Once it was for two years. That's why she caught the Gizoku boys. They and I take care of the gym while Kyoko's gone; she doesn't battle with them, so this is acceptable and allowed by the Bishonen League Committee."

"Gizoku boys?" Duet asked. "Who're they? I've never heard of those particular Bishonen before."

"Oh, the Gizoku boys? They've only been recently discovered. Kyoko is the first trainer to have trained them......Let's see, there are Kikunosuke, Natsuki, Goro Tadanof, Subaru, and Ryota. Since Kikunosuke is Kyoko's favorite, the Angel Gym is also known as they Shiratori Dojo, since Shiratori is Kikunosuke's last name. You'll meet them later. Anyways, just give the Gizoku boys your name, and we'll contact you whenever Kyoko comes back."

Arashi looked down and noticed the black Bisho-balls around Demona's waist. "You have a Xellos and Nakago, don't you? Can't you use them to contact Kyoko?"

Demona's jaw dropped, amazed. "H-How did you know that I have a Nakago and Xellos?" she asked, covering several particular balls with her hands.

"I--I don't know....."Arashi replied. It looks like some of my father's powers are manifesting themselves.........I wonder if I'll be able to use ki attacks later on......

Demona blinked, then nodded. "Yes, I do have a Xellos and Nakago........and you're right. I can use Xellos to contact Kyoko. I've never thought of doing that........but it'll still take her a couple of hours to come. Would you be willing to wait that long for a Bishonen battle?"

The girls nodded and Demona smirked once again, leaving the room and enlarging the Bisho-ball that contained Xellos. "Oh, and just to let you know, you girls have free rein of the gym until Kyoko arrives. Just please don't disturb the Bishonen if they're training, okay?"

The girls nodded once again and Demona walked through the doorway, closing the door behind her.

"Hey, guys......I'm going to look around by myself for a bit, okay?" Arashi said. Once the four others left through one of the many doorways, Arashi released Trunks. Together, they began their explorations of the gym. "The battle is going to be hard," Arashi commented after a long silence.

Trunks didn't reply for a long time. Finally, "I know. But I think that you might win, Arashi. You're stronger than you think."

Arashi snorted and glanced at Trunks out of the corner of her eye. "Funny, Trunks. Really funny."

Trunks sighed and stopped, stopping Arashi with him. "Well.......didn't you get any Angel Bishonen last night?"

Arashi blinked in amazement. "How'd you know about that?" she asked, poking Trunks in the arm. Trunks grinned and crossed his arms over his muscular chest.

"Bardock told me about it a couple of days ago. I could sense the Bishonen's ki when they came to you last night. I know that you got Yue and Sephiroth......this is an angel gym; they're Angel and Magic-type Bishonen. Use them."

"Does everyone except me know my father?" Arashi scowled darkly. Then.........she sighed. "I would use them......normally. But I can't. They aren't trained enough. So that means that I'll have to rely heavily on my Magic and Ki-type Bishonen........but I'll lose for sure. Angel-type Bishonen are the second strongest types. What am I to do?"

"Don't worry so much, Arashi. I know that you'll be able to figure it out. You will win, I know you will.........deep inside my heart, I know that you're going to win this battle."

Arashi smiled softly and hugged Trunks. "Thanks for the faith and support," she said softly. And then, once again, they began their silent exploration through the large and expansive gym.

They were about twenty minutes into their journey when a Bishonen that looked extremely like Aya stepped out of a doorway, yelling over his shoulder. He wore shorts that came to his knees, knee pads, black gloves with the fingers cut out, a yellow sash tied around his waist, and a red shirt that opened halfway down his chest--also, there was no material in the shoulder area.

He looked up and finally noticed the lavender-haired Bishonen and his trainer. He smiled and said, "Hello. I'm Kikunosuke Shiratori. I help the gym leader run her gym while she's adventuring."

"I'm Mirai Trunks, and this is my trainer, Arashi Kenji," Trunks greeted, holding out a hand.

Kikunosuke took Trunks's hand and shook it. "It's nice to meet you both," Kikunosuke said, his voice exactly like Trunks'.

Arashi giggled. "You're a voice mimicker. You must be excellent at disguises..........and you're an excellent thief. Trunks, if I were you, I'd look to see if your watch is still there."

Trunks looked down and glared at Kikunosuke when he saw that his watch was gone. Kikunosuke laughed and gave Trunks back his watch. "I'm impressed," he told Arashi. "Not a lot of people see when I steal something. You have an amazing trainer, Trunks. I think that she's going to give Kyoko a run for her money."

Arashi blushed and Trunks grinned smugly. "Anyways, would you like to meet the other members of the Gizoku team?" Kikunosuke asked, walking away and looking at them over his shoulder.

Grinning at him, Arashi grabbed Trunks' hand and followed the new Bishonen, dragging the poor Trunks behind her.

Kikunosuke walked down several corridors, passing rooms where Bishonen trained. As more Bishonen passed, Arashi began to notice something extremely important: almost all of Kyoko's Bishonen were Angels. One of the few exceptions to the rule was sitting at a desk, typing away diligently at his computer.

"That's Yuki," Kikunosuke commented. "Kyoko doesn't really use him to battle, but lets him write......it's one of the ways that she uses to make this Gym so prosperous. She sells his books. He's an excellent writer, and the female population seems to adore him."

Finally, after about ten minutes of walking, Kikunosuke stopped in front of a door. "This is our domain. Only Kyoko, members of the Gizoku, and people we invite are allowed in here. And you are welcome, always."

He pressed a palm against the door and opened it. Following slowly, Arashi and Trunks stepped into the dark room.

Seated at a computer console, a young man with long pale hair sat typing steadily, occasionally glancing down at a thick volume propped up against the computer. He wore a shirt identical to Kikunosuke's, except his was white. He also wore skin tight black pants, and the yellow pirate-like sash around his waist. Kikunosuke gestured to him, "This is Natsuki Hamashima. He's the one that deals with computers, precision, and medicine. He got his doctor's degree in the fifth grade, so he's a genius to boot. Natsuki specializes in conning people, while I specialize at disguise."

Next, Kikunosuke gestured to another member of the Gizoku team. The new boy had dark blue hair cut in a shaggy bob and wide dark blue eyes. His shirt was pink and he wore shorts, just like Kikunosuke. "This is Goro Tadanof. He's half-Russian. His speciality is sleight of hand, magic, lock-picking, pickpocketing, shoplifting, and throwing knives." As he spoke, Goro picked up one of his ninja throwing knives and threw it at Natsuki. It landed in the wall--an inch away from Natsuki's head.

"This is Subaru Akaboshi," Kikunosuke said, pointing to a young man with short blonde hair. Subaru wore an earring in his left ear, had several necklaces, and had two rings on his right hand. His shirt was dark blue and, like Natsuki, he wore black pants. "Subaru specializes in ESP, psychokinesis, soul induction, and he can see through objects." Subaru, who had been leaning against a wall with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at them, glaring darkly.

Shrugging it off, Kikunosuke gestured to the last Gizoku member. He was in a corner, practicing karate. He had shorts with knee pads and his shirt was blue--like Subaru's, but only a different shade. His hair was shaggy and was tied back into a low ponytail. "This is Ryota Nango. He specializes in Kendo, fencing, and martial arts. He's the strongest out of all of us."

Halfway through the introduction, Arashi had wandered off and was leaning over Natsuki's shoulder. Suddenly, she spoke up. "That's wrong," she commented, pointing to a particular paragraph in Natsuki's document.

Natsuki blinked and looked over his shoulder. "Excuse me?" he asked as he stared up at the red-headed Bishonen trainer.

"I'm sorry,"Arashi began, "I didn't mean to interrupt your work. But the outcome wouldn't be this. The genes aren't compatible. There would either be a mutation if you combine them, or the result would be completely different from what you think."

Natsuki blinked once again and directed his attention to his paper. Closely examining it, he nodded in satisfaction. "You're right," he said softly. "The genes aren't compatible."

Pointing to yet another section in the paper, Arashi continued, "And here, the specimen won't be perfect.........because of the combination of chromosomes, there'll be yet another mutation in the DNA. From this combination, the specimen will be a hemophiliac. That won't happen if you add four more X-chromosomes."

Natsuki's jaw dropped. "That's what will happen," he muttered to himself. He looked over his shoulder once again and stared at Arashi, wide-eyed. "How do you know about all of these things? Are you a doctor also?"

Arashi shook her head and continued to scan the document, looking for errors. "No, I'm not a doctor. But my mother was a geneticist, besides being an herbalist. She taught me everything she knew before I was five years old. Since then, I've added to my knowledge."

Natsuki nodded thoughtfully and continued his typing. Suddenly, his hands stilled. "Your last name.........you said that it was Kenji, didn't you, Arashi?" Arashi nodded. "You and your sister are the children of Natasha Kenji? You are the only daughter of the Bardock known as Leader?" Once again, Arashi nodded. "By Kami.......your mother is the best geneticist in the whole entire world."

Finally, Arashi shook her head. "No, that's wrong. Even mother admits it. She's the second best geneticist on the planet. I'm the best. The same can be applied to Duet. Mother is the second best herbalist in the world.......Duet is the best in that category."

Natsuki and the other Bishonen who had been listening to the conversation continued to look more and more shocked. Natsuki was once again going to say something when he was interrupted by a huge gong ringing through the Gym.

"Come," Kikunosuke said. "Kyoko has returned to the Gym. And now, it's time for your Bishonen battle to begin. Please follow me."

As Trunks and Arashi followed Kikunosuke, they finally began to realize how far into the Gym they had explored. They, the two Bishonen and the trainer, arrived at the Gym's entrance after about an hour of walking.

"We're here," Kikunosuke said softly. "I wish you the best of luck in your upcoming battle." And then, the Gizoku member left.

As the two companions edged closer to the huge doors, Arashi and Trunks saw that Duet, Crystal, Gwen, and Kikka sat outside the doors, hopeless expressions on their faces. When Gwen noticed Arashi's gaze, tears shimmered in her eyes and she buried her face in Bardock's chest, refusing to meet her friends' gazes. Bardock whispered something to her and gently stroked her head. Once she had calmed down again, he gently pressed a kiss against the top of her head.

"Hey, guys.........How did your battles go?" Arashi asked softly, squatting down on the balls of her feet and looking at her friends in thought.

"No," Gwen said, her face still buried in Bardock's chest.

"We lost......." Crystal continued. Ashitaka quickly moved forward, patting his trainer's face, trying to get the dazed look out of her eyes.

Duet hung her head, clear tears gathering in her eyes. "We all.......we all lost. No one won against Kyoko........she was too strong, too powerful." Duet buried her face in Duo's neck, crying softly.

They.........they lost......... Arashi thought to herself in amazement. Not one of them won..... She opened her mouth, about to say something. But Demona opened the Gym's doors and looked at Arashi. "Kyoko has been waiting for you. Are you ready to lose?" she smirked.

Glaring darkly at the green-eyed girl, Arashi stood. "Come on, Trunks. It's time to go and get an Angel Gym Badge."

Trunks grinned and stood up also. Then they followed the medium-sized girl, walking deeper into the building. After about five minutes, they came to the actual battling grounds. The walls were painted light blue with white clouds. Over that, the battling arena was surrounded by a thick, damp fog.

Across from Arashi, a young woman stood. She had dark brown hair, with reddish highlights, that came to mid-back; her eyes were a dark hazel brown. She was small, shorter than Demona, Gwen, and Arashi. She was about Crystal and Duet's height. Kyoko wore black pants and a white shirt identical to those worn by the Gizoku boys----only her shirt was zipped up to her neck.

Arashi cleared her throat and stared deep into Kyoko's eyes. "My name is Arashi Kenji and I challenge you, Kyoko, to a Gym battle."

Kyoko smiled. "I accept your challenge. Now, are you ready to lose? Go, Access Time, I choose you!"

Just then, an angel with long, flowing hair and face jewels appeared in the middle of the battling arena.

Okay.......okay........Kyoko chose an Angel-type Bishonen.......my best bet is to use either a Ki or Magic-type Bishonen. Juunana? No; too unpredictable. Clef? No; he's tired from all of the traveling. Goku? No; still not strong enough. Trunks?.........yes!! He can go Super Saiyan, so I might be able to have an advantage.............. "Trunks, go!"

Trunks grinned evilly at Access Time, then winked at his trainer. Still grinning, Trunks flew into the battle arena.

"Super Saiyan.......now!!" Arashi called, her gaze narrowed as she surveyed the Angel Bishonen standing across from her own Bishonen. But when Trunks went Super Saiyan, all Kyoko did was smirk slightly, and her little sister's smirk became even more evident.

"That won't help," Kyoko told the red-headed trainer. "Even a Super Saiyan cannot possibly stand up to my Angels. Besides, you're at a disadvantage. You need to tell your Bishonen what attacks to use. I don't have that hindrance. My Bishonen know what attacks to use because they know me. So, unfortunately, you're going to lose........just like your friends."

"NO! I can't afford to lose! I won't lose!" Arashi yelled. "Trunks............FINISHING BUSTER!!"

Trunks did the complicated hand movements that made up his signature ki blast; then a huge energy ball burst from his hands and was blasted towards Access Time.

All the Angel did was hold up his right hand. A huge light shield surrounded him, protecting the Angel. The ki ball bounced off his outstretched hand and flew back to the golden Super Saiyan, slamming into him and coming close to knocking him unconscious.

Trunks skidded backwards and almost got thrown out of the arena.

Clutching his arm, which was dripping crimson blood, Trunks glared murderously at Access Time. He spat, and his saliva was colored red with blood. He growled and reached behind himself, clutching his sword in a white-knuckled grasp.

Then, screaming, Trunks charged at the Angel Bishonen. This time, instead of holding out a hand, Access Time muttered several words in a language long dead. Trunks froze, glowing, and then flew backwards and slammed into the far wall, completely out of the battling arena. With a groan, he slid to the floor and fell out of his Super Saiyan mode.

"Trunks!" Arashi screamed and ran further into the fog. She fell to her knees when she found him, and the fog seemed to thicken and surround them; blanketing them in its damp embrace. "Trunks," she sobbed and hugged the lavender-haired Bishonen to her. "Trunks come on.....Trunks, wake up!"

Suddenly, he groaned and his dark blue eyes flickered open. Arashi let out a sob of breath and hugged him tighter.

Thank Kami.....he's okay.......he's alright.....but now, what do I do? Trunks is one of my strongest Bishonen......what other Bishonen can I use? Arashi quickly began to count off her different Bishonen, desperate to find one that she could use against Kyoko's Angel Bishonen. Let's see.......I can't use my Yue and Sephiroth, they're not experienced enough.......I need a God Bishonen, but I don't have any.......or do I? Gods take many forms; maybe I have one and haven't realized it...... Suddenly, Arashi blinked. Kami.......I'm such a baka! I do have God-type Bishonen, but I never realized it!! I have got to be one of the stupidest trainers ever!

Arashi reached down and helped Trunks stand up. Slowly, so as not to injure him further, Arashi made her way back to the battling arena. "I'm ready to battle once again," Arashi told Kyoko, her gray eyes colder than death.

Kyoko smiled softly and nodded. "As you wish," she said softly. Arashi nodded also and her eyes narrowed further, resembling chips of glacier ice.

"Bishonen, go!" Arashi yelled and threw one of her black and silver Bisho-balls. A Bishonen dressed in a white Prince's outfit, purple hair, and emerald green eyes appeared in a flash of black light. At his waist, a sword with a rose crest glittered.

Kyoko's eyes narrowed. "Who's that?" she asked Access Time. Something about that Bishonen unnerved her, but she didn't know why.

"Th-That is Prince Dios," Access Time whispered softly. "Mistress Kyoko......he's a God-type Bishonen. Can't you feel it?"

"No," Kyoko gasped and her hazel eyes widened in shock. "There's no possible way........it has to be impossible......she only has two badges......."

"Dios!" Arashi yelled, her eyes full of determination. "KENJI NO KOKORO!!"

Dios smiled softly, his startling green eyes soft as he looked at his trainer. He outstretched his arms, palms out and facing Access Time. Then, suddenly, green light--as green as his eyes--shot out of his hands and struck Access Time. The Angel was engulfed in light and a thudding that sounded like a beating heart filled the arena.

Once the light faded away, Access Time lay in a heap on the floor, completely knocked unconscious. Kyoko gasped in shock and called him back into his Bisho-ball, so that way he could heal.

"Congratulations, Arashi," Kyoko said. "You were able to defeat one of my Angels. That hasn't happened for a long time----ever since I first began my Bishonen training journey. But I still have two Angels to chose from, and you still have one more Bishonen choice left. With that said..........Mudou Setsuna, I choose you!!"

A brown haired, brown eyed Bishonen with three wings appeared in a flash of silver light. He had black gloves with the fingers cut off and he had a tattoo-like mark on his cheek under his left eye.

"This is Mudou Setsuna, the reincarnation of the Organic Angel Alexia. He's my second most powerful Angel--Access Time is my third. And you won't be able to defeat Setsuna. There's no possible way."

"I'll see about that," Arashi muttered to herself. Kyoko smiled slightly, as if she had heard the red-head's words. Smiling still, she nodded to Setsuna.

Setsuna closed his eyes and raised his hand and arm into the air. "Nanatsusaya, come to me!"

When Setsuna had yelled this, a huge seven speared crystal sword appeared in his hand. "Now....are ya ready to have your ass kicked by one of the most powerful Bishonen at Kyoko's Gym? I've never been defeated, and you're just a bug about to be squashed."

Behind her Bishonen, Kyoko sighed and hung her head. "Oi.....I need to lecture Setsuna again for rubbing in his victories........damn it, this'll be the 150th time that I've lectured him about that!!"

Setsuna and Dios smiled softly at each other. Then, suddenly, they cam together in a blur of white. The two swords sang as they clashed, while their owners slammed into each other.

"I can't afford to have Dios get hurt......" Arashi muttered to herself. "I need to end this quickly." She thought for a moment, the smiled slightly as an attack came to her. "DIOS!" she yelled. "RINBU!"

Hearing this, Dios quickly backed away from Setsuna, until he was out of reach. He extended his sword, it's point directed at Setsuna. Setsuna stared at him, a puzzled expression flittering across his face. He had never seen an attack like this before and didn't know what to expect.

"Revolution..........for the Revolution of the World.........RINBU!!" Dios screamed, his eyes glittering like emeralds. Dios's sword glowed red and a huge stream of crimson energy shot out of it, bathing the whole arena in the attack's energy.

Setsuna got hit with the energy at it's strongest point. He screamed and was engulfed by the light. Slowly, his feathers began to be torn away and his clothes started to be ripped apart. When Arashi saw this she screamed, "Dios! Stop the attack....NOW!"

Dios closed his eyes and stretched out his arms. Concentrating, he called the energy back into himself. Once the energy had released the arrogant Angel, Setsuna slumped to his knees, his eyes glazed over in pain and burn marks covering his body.

Kyoko gasped and quickly called Setsuna back into his Bisho-ball and pressed the 'Healing' button. Blinking, she looked up at Arashi from across the arena. "You're good, Arashi. Hardly anyone has gotten this far. But this is as far as you're going......you aren't going to win! The Bishonen that I choose is at a God's level. We trained hard, and it paid off. So let me introduce you to the Angel Gym's strongest Bishonen! Yue, I choose you!"

In a blinding flash of white light, Yue appeared in the middle of the gym. The fog condensed in his hair, causing it to sparkle like diamonds.

Arashi blinked and stared at Kyoko's choice of Bishonen. She blinked again and then suddenly giggled. "Normally, that would have been an excellent move against your opponent. But, you see, battling isn't just about strength. It's also about out-smarting your opponent. Dios, return!" Once her God-type Bishonen was back into his ball, Arashi placed him into her backpack and started to reach for another ball. When she couldn't find it, she leaned further in, until only her legs and butt could be seen. Kyoko and Yue exchanged puzzled glances, but then shrugged it off. They'd seen stranger. Finally, with an exclamation of "AHA!," Arashi popped out of her backpack, clutching a blue Bisho-ball to her chest. "Bishonen, I choose you!" Arashi yelled and threw her ball.

And in a flash of obsidian black light........Clow Reed appeared.

"Your strategy was a good one, Kyoko," Arashi began as Kyoko's eyes widened in shock. "But you forgot one thing: Clow Reeds make Yues. So no matter how powerful a Yue gets...they still must obey a Clow Reed. Clow Reed, Control!!"

Clow Reed closed his eyes and concentrated, and a staff with the Clow symbol appeared in his hands. "Yue," he said softly, pointing the staff at the Angel Bishonen, "Control!"

Yue's eyes flashed silver and he growled, trying to fight against Clow Reed. "Nooooo......" he hissed, "I wont' allow you to control me!"

"We'll see about that," Clow Reed said softly, his dark, gentle eyes narrowed. "Leader chose me because he knows that I'll be able to help Arashi, his daughter. I won't let Leader or his daughter down. CONTROL!"

The staff glowed silver and Clow Reed's eyes narrowed further, until only slivers of his eyes could be seen. At the same time, Yue's eyes also glowed sliver and he screamed. A huge ball of light surrounded the two Bishonen. Arashi, Kyoko, and Trunks shielded their eyes from the bright light, but all three could still see afterspots.

Once the light faded, both trainers could see that Yue knelt on one knee in front of Clow Reed, his head bowed in submission. "What would you have me do, Master?" he asked. He raised his head and the others could see that his eyes still glowed silver........and that they were empty, void of emotion.......of self.

"Lose," Clow Reed commanded, his voice little more than a whisper. "For my trainer, I command you to lose."

"As you wish.....Master," was the Angel's reply. He slowly stood up and faced his trainer. He walked toward her and stopped when he stood in front of Kyoko. "I'm sorry," he managed to say softly. And then....he walked out of the battling ring.

Arashi sighed and slowly slid to the ground, leaning against Trunks' shoulder. "I won," she blinked dazedly. "Really and truly, I did?"

"Of course you did, silly," Trunks commented and lightly kissed her forehead. Clow Reed walked over to them and sat down next to the pair. Arashi grinned and hugged Clow Reed tightly. Then, she brought out Dios and hugged him, too.

"Thank you, all three of you. Without the three of you, I would have never won. I owe everything to you....everything. Thank you so much!"

"Congratulations, Arashi Kenji," Kyoko stated softly, and walked over to the small group. "I haven't been defeated in five years, ever since I turned fifteen. But you did it, you beat me. You beat the Angel Gym. And now, you get an Angel Badge." Sitting down next to the group, Kyoko handed Arashi a silver badge with white angel wings. "Good job. And now, I have a question for you: Will you stay here with me and Demona? I can teach you how to become an even better trainer."

Arashi smiled. "I thank you for the badge and the offer, but I can't do what you ask. Duet needs me, she still isn't ready to be on her own. I need to teach her, before I go off on my own adventures. I am honored by your offer, but I'm afraid that I'll have to decline."

Kyoko smiled. "I understand. I've never enjoyed leaving Demona and the Gizoku guys every time I go traveling. And because of that.......I'm going to stay at the Gym more often. Oh, by the way, how old are you, Arashi? Demona's seventeen, but she's not as good as a trainer as you are....."

From the darkness, the two trainers could hear a yell of "HEY!" and then, suddenly, a black combat boot came flying at them. It just barely missed hitting Kyoko in the head, and even then, she had to duck to avoid Demona's projectile.

Arashi giggled and answered, "I'm turning sixteen in three days." She yawned and gently leaned further into Trunks' warm embrace.

"Really? Well, then since you can't have me teach you, then will you and your friends stay until your birthday? We could give you and your friends rooms while you stay here."

Arashi thought for a minute, looking at her Bishonen out of the corner of her eye. They look tired...... she thought to herself. Maybe a few days of rest won't be such a bad thing.......and besides, I'll be able to call Mother on my birthday.........I bet she's worried about us........ "Okay," she finally answered. "I'll take your offer; and I thank you for it."

Kyoko grinned, the first time Arashi had seen her give a real smile. "That's great! Demona will show you and your friends to your rooms."

Demona slightly smirked, her green eyes sparkling in mirth. "Please come with me," she said and started walking off into the fog.

"Oh, and Demona......if you're planning on doing what I think your are, when I catch you I'll have Angemon and Heaven hang you by your toes in the front hall," Kyoko called after the four disappearing figures.

"Whatever," Demona called back.

"Demona, behave!" Kyoko managed to yell; and then, the figures were gone. Muttering to herself, Kyoko left the battling arena and headed towards the communication center. "It's time to go and talk to BlueMew and Ele," she said softly. And then, she too, was gone into the thick fog.

* * *

Three days later, Arashi stretched and opened her eyes. It had been cold the night before, and nothing Arashi had done had warmed her up. So she had decided to bring out her little personal heaters. Goku, Trunks, and Sanosuke. It's nice to wake up wedged between the three, she thought to herself. Closing her eyes once again, she put her head on Trunks' chest, listening to the steady ba-thump of his heart.

She was just starting to drift off to sleep when Goku nudged her in the ribs. "Lemme 'long, baka," she grumbled and buried her face in Trunks' black shirt.

"Yeah," Sanosuke managed to growl out, opening a dark brown cat's eye. "It's too early to wake up.......go back to bed, Goku."

Ignoring Sano, Goku nudged Arashi again. "Arashi......don't you remember what day it is?" he asked anxiously, staring down at the smaller girl. He frowned and poked her for a third time.

"No," was the grumbled reply.

Pulling her up into a sitting position, Goku pointed to the end of the bed, where several presents lay buried under all of Arashi's sheets and blankets. "Today's your birthday, Arashi no baka! You're sixteen!"

Arashi blinked and pointed to the presents sleepily. "Where'd they come from?" she asked, a puzzled expression flitting across her face.

Trunks and Sanosuke sat up too and Sano smacked her upside the head lightly. Grinning, Trunks replied, "Your friends, of course, stupid! Now, go open them......I know you want to. Besides, I want to know what you got!"

Arashi giggled and climbed out of bed, clad in a pair of Juunana's old black boxers and Terry's white shirt. She carefully picked up the first present, which was black and had little green scythes drawn all over the wrapping paper. Arashi grinned, "I know who this is from. It's Duet's." She found a card and read it out loud: "To a Great Sister on her Birthday....... You mean to much to me and you're always there; even when you get offered once-in-a-lifetime things, you turn them down----for me. I wish you the best sixteenth birthday that you could possibly have. Love, Duet."

Arashi's grin softened and she carefully unwrapped the present. Inside the box, there was two Bisho-balls. Curious, Arashi picked them up and threw them. "Bishonen, go!" In a flash of light, a Kaizer and Merlock appeared. Arashi blinked. "How did Duet know that I've been wanting these two Bishonen?"

Goku, Sanosuke, and Trunks shrugged. "Open your other presents," Sanosuke demanded.

Arashi grinned and complied. The next present was patterned like stained glass. "With love, from Crystal, Gwen, and Kikka. Happy Birthday, Arashi!"

Opening it, Arashi discovered even more Bisho-balls. But this time, there were stickers telling which ball contained which Bishonen. "Vegeta.......Zechs Merquise.....and Amiboshi. Wai! It looks like I'm going to be saying tons of thank yous when I'm done........"

The next four presents were unfamiliar to Arashi. One was wrapped in white wrapping paper, the next was wrapped in black velvet, the third was wrapped in blue paper with little Bisho-balls drawn all over it, and the last was still wrapped in it's mailing package.

Grabbing the white-wrapped package, Arashi held it to herself. Slowly, she unwrapped it and discovered a card. 'To One of the Best Trainers I Have Met in a Long Time, Arashi: You will go far, I know you will. And I look forward to the day when you join the Bishonen Masters--which is very soon, I think. Happy 16th Birthday. Please enjoy my presents. ~Kyoko, Demona, and the Angel Gym'

Blinking, Arashi reached inside and pulled out five silver Bisho-balls. They looked similar to Kyoko's.....yet they weren't. On the top of each ball there was a name: Kikunosuke, Subaru, Natsuki, Goro, and Ryota.

Arashi's jaw dropped. "The Gizoku boys........" she whispered to herself. Slowly, she reached for the velvet wrapped present. There was no name, the card only said, 'I heard that you're an excellent trainer. You could handle God-type Bishonen even when you only had two Badges--now three. So, try to handle this. Happy Birthday. I know I'll be seeing you soon.'

Arashi shook her head in puzzlement. Reaching inside the box, she pulled out a Master Bisho-ball. On the top of the red ball, the words 'Dragon Prince (Wu-Dragon)' were engraved in gold. Arashi frowned in thought and then pulled out the second to the last present. The card read: 'Happy Birthday, Arashi. This is my present to you. He's a Kojimato--a combination of Yamato and Kojiro. Take care of him, and I'll be seeing you soon!'

Inside the box, there was a black and blue Bisho-ball. The name Kojimato was engraved on the top in silver.

Shaking her head slightly, Arashi reached for the last and final present. The card read: 'To My Eldest Daughter: You make me so proud. I love you and Happy Birthday! Love, 'Kasaan.' And inside the box, there lay four green Bisho-balls on beds of cotton. Ryo, Sage, Rowen, and Anubis were written on the top of each ball in bronze.

Putting the balls in a pile in front of herself, Arashi sat down Indian-style and stared down at them. "Want to know what I've just discovered, you guys?" Arashi asked her three Bishonen. "I have friends who care about me very much....."

Trunks, Sanosuke, and Goku smiled and hugged their trainer.

* * *

Arashi yawned and slowly walked down the stairs. She stretched her arms over her head and luxuriated in the feel of muscles stretching to their limits. She was wearing her usual--a strappy black tank top, khaki pants hung low on her hips, black Vans, and her hair swirled about her like a fiery cloud.

Earlier that morning, Trunks, Goku, and Sanosuke had gone down before her. By now, Arashi bet that half of the food was gone.

From the kitchen, Arashi could hear the sounds of huge amounts of food being consumed. Kyoko yelled, and the food consumption slowed a margin. Arashi grinned and giggled to herself. Even after three days, Kyoko hasn't realized the extent of a Saiyan's appetite. In the three days that the group of trainers had stayed at the Angel Gym, Kyoko had to go to the grocery store thirty times.

"Hey guys," Arashi greeted as she walked into the huge kitchen. Like the rest of the Gym, it's theme was white. She grabbed the Apple Jacks cereal box and the jug of milk. Then she sat down in one of the kitchen's chairs, keeping her food out of Goku, Trunks, Raditz, Vegeta, Goten, Bardock, Chibi Goten, the two Chibi Trunks, and the two Duos's reach.

They shoved their food into their mouths, gobbling it up quickly, then reaching for more. "Oi......it makes me sick just watching them," Demona commented, moving her cereal bowl away from Duet's Duo when he lunged across the table, trying to take her food.

Soon, the group finished their breakfast, some faster than others.

Before Kyoko left the table for more food shopping (they needed foodstuffs for lunch....), Arashi tapped her on the shoulder. "Kyoko........can I talk to you for a minute?" Kyoko nodded and both of them left the kitchen, heading for her office.

Inside, the furniture and decorations were done in white, silver, and light blue. Arashi immediately settled into one of the down chairs, while Kyoko walked behind the large desk and sat in her white Italian office chair.

"What did you want to talk about?" Kyoko asked and leaned forward. She sensed that Arashi was worried about something. And in the three days, Kyoko had already begun to think of her as a little sister. After all, how could she not? Demona and Arashi acted too much alike to not begin to think of her as a little sister.

Arashi worried her lower lip and looked up. "This," she said softly. She reached into her black backpack and pulled out some of the Bisho-balls that she had received as gifts. "This.....I can't accept all of these, I can't. I mean, how can you give me the Gizoku boys?"

Kyoko grinned and laughed. "Arashi! Don't worry about it. Here, let me tell you something: Goro Tadanof, Kikunosuke, Ryota, and Natsuki adore you. And Subaru accepts you--even likes you. That, in itself, is an amazing thing. And besides, the Gizoku boys that I gave you are clones. But.....they have the original ones' memories; at least, up until a few hours ago. So see, their complete memory is intact. And about the Kojimato......he's a gift to you. My friend combined the genes of a James--Kojiro--and Matt--Yamato--and made the Bishonen you see before you."

Arashi sighed. "But I don't know who sent Kojimato! I don't know who the thank.......and besides......what you and the person did, isn't that.......illegal?"

Kyoko's grin broadened. "That's what the Bishonen Masters are trying to change. True, cloning Bishonen isn't acceptable--but it should be allowed for certain instances. Like in the case of a rare Bishonen......as far as I know, the Gizoku boys are the only set in existence. And Kojimato......he was made with your personality in mind. The Bishonen Masters want to change so many things. We want to make things better for Bishonen and their trainers. Like the rule about not falling in love with each other. That is about to change."

Arashi sighed and gently stroked the balls' tops. "I'm honored," she whispered. "I'm honored that people care about me this much......but, Kyoko, I have one more question. Who is a Wu-Dragon or Dragon Prince, and who sent him to me?"

Kyoko's expression became more closed. "The Dragon Prince is the highest evolution that a Wufei can achieve. Only one person has ever been able to evolve a Wufei that high. And that person is the same one who sent that Wu-Dragon to you."

"Who?" Arashi asked softly, her gray eyes wide.

Kyoko's expression became even more shuttered. "I promised that person that I wouldn't tell. You need to discover that for yourself. And you will discover who sent you that Dragon Prince very soon, I know you will."

Arashi smiled and stood. "Thank you for my birthday present," she said and hugged the Gym leader. "I'll take good care of them, I promise."

Kyoko grinned. "I know you will, silly. Why else would I have given them to you? Now, shoo. I have work to do, and you need to start training those Bishonen that your father gave you and the ones that you just got for your birthday. I'll call you when it's time for lunch, okay?" Arashi nodded and stood up. Kyoko waited until Arashi had left the room to activate the vidphone. She dialed a number that she had called many times before. After about five rings, a Chibi Duo answered the vidphone. "Hi," Kyoko began. "Can I talk to Ele, the A.C. Gym Leader?"

The Chibi Duo gave Kyoko a large grin and giggled. "Sure! I'm gonna go get her right this minute, okay, lady?"

Kyoko nodded and sighed when the chibi left. "Now I remember why I don't like chibis......" Kyoko muttered to herself, impatiently tapping a foot against the white carpeted floor.

Finally, after about fifteen minutes, a young woman with blonde hair pulled back in a braid answered the vidphone. Her green eyes flashed, annoyed at being interrupted from her work. "What do you want?" she snapped before she recognized Kyoko. Then, she blinked. "Oh, Kyoko! It's you! Sorry 'bout that, I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just that today has been so horrible. Wu-Dragon and the Angel of War tried to kill each other again in training...."

"What?!" Kyoko exclaimed. "You can't be serious, can you? I mean, Wufei listens to you. How could he have almost killed the Angel of War if he was following your instructions?"

Ele sighed and stared off into the distance, rubbing her temples. "Yes, Wufei listened to me......but he's changed ever since he evolved to Dragon Prince. He doesn't listen to me at all......"

"Well, I have a couple of questions concerning your Wu-Dragon. Why did you send him to Arashi? And why did you give him to her? I thought that you only had one Dragon Prince, Ele."

Ele shook her head. "No, I had two Wufeis and they evolved around the same time. Having two Dragon Princes proved too much to handle. I couldn't control two; I can barely control the Wu-Dragon I have now. He's too unpredictable. And why did I send one to Arashi? Well, she only has three badges, Kyoko. Three. But she can control God-type Bishonen easily. Even you, the trainer who specializes in Heaven-type Bishonen, has trouble controlling God-type Bishonen.......and you're a Bishonen Master. Maybe Wu-Dragon won't be that much of a problem to her. From how you describe her, she sound like a very strong trainer."

"She is," Kyoko said softly. "After all, how could she have defeated me? Anyways, I just wanted to call and check up on how you are. And to also tell you that Arashi loves her Wu-Dragon and Kojimato. Tell BlueMew for me, will ya?"

"Sure, no problem. I'll tell her next time I talk to her, which should be tonight."

"Thanks. That's great. Well, I have to go. Arashi's Saiyans have eaten everything in the Gym." Ele chuckled and grinned at her friend. Continuing, Kyoko said, "Till next time. And I think that this new trainer will be joining our ranks very soon."

"Till next time," was the reply. "And I think so too." Then the vidphone's screen went black.

* * *

"Punch! Kick! Punch! Kick! Block!" Arashi yelled as she circled her many Bishonen. She had taken advantage of Kyoko's offer of the use of the Gym and was training all of her Bishonen at once. Stepping back, she observed her Bishonen's movements. The movements were all seamless, fluid----without fault. "Kata One!" she suddenly yelled and her Bishonen immediately started doing the choppy, rough movements that made up the first kata.

Arashi began her fifth circling when it suddenly happened. A hole was blasted into the ceiling and the rubble fell, covering the tall red-headed girl........

*~~*

"So why do people fight anyway?

Perhaps the meaning of human existence lies within their will to fight. People feel a sense of

accomplishment through battle, and it is also a fact that the ones actually fighting are never

perceived as being tainted."

--Heero Yuy, Gundam Wing