Well here goes, I now introduce the first of my latest fics. Contains such adult content: Little blood, Violence, Use of alcohol, a little gross self-inflicted pain and course language as far as shit. (that was a little blunt huh?)

Guest starring Gray!

It is December 10th and Motoko is slicing snow flakes in half as she is more and more forcefully performing each stroke with a look of anger upon her face.

Motoko is on the porch practicing 1000 strokes and remembering her most recent duel.

-Deonaz is jumping about as her blade nearly carasses his body, he lands and holds his blade just looking at her.

-Deonaz: Are you ok? Want to keep going?

-Motoko: *Breathing hard* You seem to be getting better.

-Deonaz: No, I'm just actually trying a little right now.

-Motoko: Why you little, Zankuzuken!

-Deonaz puts his arms out. After the attack is finished stirring up smoke his eyes are spirals. He falls over before Motoko finishes shiething her sword.

Motoko: I don't know who's more pathetic, him...or me?

Motoko is exhaling heavy breaths of white mist and drops her sword halfway. She starts counting off her goals on her right hands fingers.

Motoko: I still have to get Seta back for beating me. Then I have to beat Deonaz, he hasn't beaten me in 9 duels...but...I know Deonaz is holding back. If he is holding back surely he will try something on his last chance to defeat me.

Motoko dropped her swords tip at the 752th stroke as sweat drops fell across her face and snow blew across the bottom tips of her hair. She looked toward the gleaming sun and shadowed her face with her hand and shiethed her sword after shaking the snow from her blade.

Motoko: *thinking* I'm not sure if I would want to force him out though. It's just that, he is a good sparring partner, that's all. Tomorrow I will have to force him out once and for good though. If he HAS been holding back and stops holding back tomorrow so that he can attack my softened guard I'll show him. That must be the only reason he hasn't fought with his full strength. Unless he, he really does like me.

Motoko blushes with that thought. Motoko remembers how in the last few duels how he brushed her shoulder or arms intentinally, stopped her from falling, didn't attack for the win or tripped. Motoko thinks back to the first meeting with Deonaz.

-Deonaz: Konechiwa, (intentinally spell-it wrongly) I'm new to this country and am very handy, I was wondering if I could live here. My payment will be to fix anything broken or basically odd jobs. Thank you, I am very apprecietive.

-Deonaz looks at the Hinata house off in the distance.

-Deonaz: Now if I could only do it for real. *sweat drop*

-Deonaz walks up to the front door and inside he sees Keitaro flying toward him. He moves his head slightly to the right to dodge Keitaro and grab him by the collar.

-Deonaz: Excuse me, can you tell me who runs this house?

-Keitaro: Sure there's she is in that pic, AH i gotta run, bye!

-Keitaro runs off.

-Deonaz looks at the picture of everyone that Keitaro pointed at.

-Deonaz: Hope I can get used to that.

-Deonaz looks at the picture where everyone is standing but Motoko is sitting down in the middle, arms folded, sword in hand.

-Haruka is on the exact point where Keitaro pointed.

-Deonaz: Must be the one in the middle. Hmm seems she is trained in martial arts.

-Motoko: Get back here coward.

-Motoko runs out and is blocked by Deonaz's arms.

-Motoko: What buisness do you have here stranger? Either get out of my way or I will force you that way.

-Deonaz: I would like to speak with you about housing.

-Motoko slashes a ki wave to move Deonaz that he jumps to avoid.

-Deonaz: Ok, my name is Deonaz and...

-Motoko: Mine is Motoko, once the duelests have named themselves the battle ensues.

-Deonaz flawlessly dodges each of her attacks with ease

-Motoko: Fight coward, prove yourself a man!

-Naru steps in the way of Deonaz and Motoko having come home from getting groceries.

-Naru: Hey, what's going on? What did Keitaro do now?

-Motoko: The god cry's schools, evil cutting strike! Second form!

-Deonaz: Oh no...not again...

-Deonaz grabs Naru's hand and moves her slightly and stands in front of her. With the wave of a hand he forces the wave to fly behind him and land on a nearby rock.

-Deonaz: Don't pick fights with superior fighters! You could have hurt her!

-Motoko gawks and falls to her knees. Everyone in Hinata house is staring and clapping.

-Naru: *blushing* Uh no she wouldn't have thats the attack that only eliminates evil. She's wouldn't have hurt me if it did work. It normally tears my clothes off although.

-Deonaz stares coldly

-Deonaz:......................OH ya I knew that name sounded familiar!

-Everyone falls over.

-Haruka: That was entertaining.

-Deonaz: Ah yes I have been wanting to ask about housing, I have enough money for a little while but I can also do odd jobs. Who may I ask?

-Haruka takes a drag on her cigerette and says "me As long as you don't mind sleeping in the basement hope you brought a sleeping bag because on the 10th were having company and this house will be packed."

-Haruka: Tell you what, Motoko seems bent on defeating you, beat her one out of ten times and let me dip into your down cash flow, at the end of this month everyone will vote weather to swear you in or not. Good idea Motoko?

-Motoko: Yes I should not have used that technique with out more practice

-Deonaz: I'll take that to heart. I don't have much money by the way. Just 5-7 million yein with me or so. If that's not enough I can go get more...

-Everyone: ...

-Keitaro: i'll vote for him!

-Keitaro gets punched and flies to fall on the top of his head and spin around like a top for a few seconds.

-Keitaro: What was that for I wonder...

Motoko: His last chance is tomorrow

Mitsune: Hey Motoko, come on down from there it's late. Have a drink to celebrate your victory tomorrow.

Motoko: You are always have a reason to have a drink mitusune.

Mitsune: Lighten up, have a drink and that'll do it for sure. I even picked up a guy from the bar, real cutie. Named Gray. Oh and here put this on, it'll help your chapped lips.

Motoko strokes her lips gently beforegrabs some lipstick thrown to her by mitsune and embarassingly puts it on.

Motoko: *thinking* I may not care about them but I am still a woman after all. *speaking* You don't normally bring people home, whats special about him?

Mitsune: He was looking for Hinata house and Deonaz.

Motoko swells with anger Mitsune leads Motoko to Naru's room where everyone is drinking sake, beer and some low alcoholic wine for Su and Shinobu.

Deonaz: (Has a red stripe along his face) Hey Motoko, your looking well, good luck tomorrow! *raises beer bottle*

Motoko: YOU, I WILL NOT LET MY GUARD DOWN AROUND YOU!

Mitsune: (slightly tipsy) All right now, don't start a ruckuss you two.

Deonaz: What did I do?

Motoko: YOU EXSIST!

Deonaz: (muttering) You have no idea...

Gray: Your a mystery Deo. *Drinks sake*

A whole lot more miscallanious conversations continue for about and hour. *hic*

Mitsumi: I love water melons, kotatsu too! And Hot Springs!

Deonaz: That's where a friend of mine is from!

Naru: A hot spring?

Deonaz: No, Hot Springs, Arkansas!

Mitsune: Who's he?

Gray: Jeremey, I belive...

Deonaz: Yep!

Haruka: Grandma Hina has a picture from Hot Springs, Arkansas.

Gray and Deonaz: GRANDMA HINA! YOU KNOW HER!?

Haruka whips out a picture of Grandma Hina about the same time Gray and Deonaz whip out thier wallets. She is next to a hot spring giving money to a nearly six foot boy with black as can be hair. He is wearing his glasses, only slighly smaller than Keitaro's, resting on his forehead.

Mitsumi: Which one is Jeremey?

Gray and Deonaz think for a moment then just sit back down embarassed.

Haruka: (sweat bubble) Uhhh, the boy is Jeremey.

Gray: That's it!

Seta: Is that where your from?

Deonaz: Uhh, sure why not?

Sarah: Sheesh, lemmie guess. Your parents live there?

Deonaz: No, I ran away to there. The only reason I still exist to them is becuase someone knows there account number, namely me.

Gray: Poe, litl' rich fokes.

Gray eventually gets punched though the hole and decides to go to sleep on his futon, which he must have just felt like taking into mitsune's room.

Mitsune: *grabbing 8 mostly empty bottles of sake* The little ones are out of it.

Haruka takes Shinobu down the hole and Seta takes Sarah down stairs through the door. Keitaro Takes Su down "stairs" (AKA the hole) Mitsumi and Naru drop to the next floor as well.

Naru: Keitaro just becuase my bed's is in your room, does not mean you should get any ideas about me sleeping down here tonight.

Keitaro: I could of sworn Deonaz knew not to assemble his bed until he brought it upstairs.

Naru: Just be glad that Seta is taking the couch and Sarah has the spare futon. So that means you have the privilage of sleeping anywhere near me.

Keitaro: (thinking) You sleep upstairs all the time...

Mitsumi: I don't though...

Keitaro: Did you read my thoughts? again?

Naru punches Keitaro.

Naru: One step ahead of you.

Keitaro: But you hit me about the yein thing with Deo too!

Naru: Oh, hush up immortal.

Deonaz pokes his head down the hole

Naru: Thanks for letting me try out your bed, it looks really comfortable.

Deonaz: Sorry about the bed Naru...I must have just thought you guys were living together. The way I always hear you two mumbling each others name a night.

Naru and Keitaro both suddenly look at each other and jump into Deo's face.

Deonaz: It's true, only Naru says more along the lines of *Manly voice* "Keitaro, I'll kill you" and Keitaro says *Girly voice* "Sorry Narusegawa"

Naru and Keitaro have nervous laughter.

Deonaz whispers to Naru

Deonaz: Don't worry, I'm not cruel enough to tell the truth.

Naru: What? I don't know what your talking about.

Deonaz: Oh nothing, nothing. (Grabs the edges of the hole)

Deonaz is hanging his arms from the hole and pulls himself back up.

Deonaz: Good thing Keitaro told be about the hole before I boarded it up.

Su : (Faraway) Thanks for the drinks Deo-chan!

Deonaz: I noticed Su really likes you.

Motoko: I would rather not have un-needed conversation with you.

Deonaz: Perfectly fine, but you will not get in my way of a place to stay. I'm getting rather attached to my new friends.

By now Deonaz has had 2 beers and 5 sake dishes and was working on a glass of wine with a sandwhich and 3 empty plates in front of him. He is looks rather drunk but not sick. Motoko is now starting on the fourth glass of wine with a dash of sake, Deonaz pushed a large dish of rice off to her side.

Motoko: What is this?

Deonaz: It's best to eat something if you are going to drink the harder stuff. That way your'e not sick tomorrow, wouldn't want you to blame your losing tomorrow on drinking too much.

Motoko: Is that why you stuffed your face with OUR food?

Deonaz: Oh ya, me and Su were having an eating contest, she can eat. Not to mention I bought all of this, my little contribution.

Motoko: Hmm, as if you should care I see you as nothing but an enemy.

Deonaz: I don't. I see you as a friend.

Motoko looks first with a hidden look of friendleness which is then fully masked by hatred.

Motoko: ...Thank you. But I still will not allow you to live here in a girls dormitory, I will defeat you tomorrow.

Deonaz: Well you only have 248 strokes left. Keep it up.

Motoko: ????

Deonaz: Dress warm. *finishes sandwhich* I'm going to bed. I'll see you at same place at the usual time?

Motoko: Surely...

Deonaz: Surely? You sound like Jeremey when he's trying to be a goody goody. Just say "You can count on it".

Motoko: ...Count on it then

Motoko gulps down whats left of her wine and leaves.

She gets on the porch and grabs her wooden sword from the top of the stairs.

Motoko: (whispering) Shit...

Motoko embarassingly walks back to Deonaz turning her face.

Motoko: As you know the temperature is below freezing and you...

Deonaz looks next to him and sees his leather jacket and a trench coat belonging to his friend Ragnarok, he grabs the long black trench coat Ragnarock gave him, folds it up and gives it to Motoko.

Deonaz: Mitsune was right, youv'e really loosened up. Your'e cursing and everything.

Motoko: Huh?

Deonaz: I heard you up the stairs.

Motoko: Your point being?

Deonaz: Well look at you.

Motoko noticed her sash had loosened from sitting and practicing which made her white and pink bow panties, noticable. Motoko tries to slash Deonaz even though she misses and has her hands grabbed by Deonaz and her face pulled to meet his.

Motoko: I've had too much to drink, that's all.

Deonaz: So have I...When your done, just to let you know i'll be in here.

Motoko: Your point is?

Deonaz: Who knows, you may come looking for me or need me for one reason or another. Miracles happen

Deonaz looks into Motoko's eyes as she looks away. He loosens her grip and she slips her hands out of his grasp. She stumbles falling over and landing on him.

Motoko: *growls*

Deonaz: Hey you fell on me!

Motoko: And you put me here!

She stabs her sword and nearly misses his head, she props herself up, gets off Deonaz, and ties her sash with her eyes closed.

Deonaz: Back to the matter at hand. My old friend gave me this it's always really warm and makes you feel very comfortable...

Motoko: (blank stare)

Deonaz: I was just trying to get you to at least stop hating me.

Motoko: Doubt that would happen.

Deonaz: He is over 300 years old now so be careful with it.

Motoko: Oh do you miss him? Huh WAIT how could you lived long enough to know him?

Deonaz: What do you mean? He's still alive...

Motoko: The hell?

Deonaz: But thats nothing compared to some of my other friends. Kile Terro is 1,000,068.

Motoko: What do they look like?

Motoko is shocked to not see a picture of 2 graves but figures that Deonaz is completely wasted as he pulls out a snap shot of them and points to each.

Deonaz: There I am in the middle of the couch, Ragnarock is the one in the middle with all of his war metals on the inside of his jacket. Kile is dead in this picture but he is on the right. The semi-muscular one with red hair and the tail...

Motoko: *stumbles over her words for a bit* Proposterous!

She stomps upstairs with the jacket over her arm.

Deonaz: Hmm wonder if she belives me. (thinking) I think since Naru is sleeping down stairs that I bes' just sleep here, I always have to slam that damn door to my basement er...their basement that it would wake everyone up anyway.

Deonaz lays back thinking of what to do while he is going to sleep.

Deonaz: I know.

He gets up and checks out Naru's mangas.

Deonaz: Hmmm, these are halarious.

On the back the words love hena (love puny) are written.

Motoko yet again grabs her wooden sword from the top of the stairs.

Motoko: God, I'm burning up.

Motoko put on the jacket before going outside and she instantly felt cool.

Motoko: Huh?

She stepped outside and felt warm all of a sudden.

Motoko: Perhaps I have had too much.

Motoko looked at her sword on the ground and could barely see it straight to grasp it. She began to practice her strokes. At first she swayed side to side, then she couldn't keep her sword straight and it was taking her a minute to perform a stroke. She eventually lost count and started to sway backwards every now and then. She practices for about an hour to limited sucess. While this is going on Deonaz is sneaking downstairs.

Deonaz: I wish I brought my mangas upstairs.

He notices his door is open.

Deonaz: Thank god, don't wanna open it either.

Deonaz disengages his ki bomb.

Seta: Hey was that ki?

Seta walks in with a glass of warm milk.

Deonaz: Ya, you good at martial arts as well?

Seta: Ya, lets see the extent of your ability.

They step outside and walk into the woods nearby.

Seta: (gulps) alright, I'll admit I want you to go easy on me, as long as I use my full strength I shouldn't get hurt.

Deonaz: Glad to know that you do...

Deonaz stands poised straight up as Seta asks him to attack first. Seta waves for him to charge.

Seta: Remember to go easy.

Deonaz: Sure...

Deonaz walks toward him with one hand opened. Seta takes off toward him. One foot away Deonaz drops onto his hand and swings a kick on that hand. Seta tries to evade his blow but Deonaz almost shoves hit foot in his mouth. Seta stops and grins widly

Seta: To think we could of done this at the house. I hope you don't mind me too much, while your staying at Hinata house i'll drop by every now and again for a little sparring.

Deonaz turns away and begins walking back with his hair drapped in front of his eyes, before he gets far he says "That depends on some certain things."

Seta: ...You like her don't you.

Seta starts walking with Deonaz.

Deonaz: I'm getting to like all of you.

Seta looks at him

Deonaz: (Googly eyes and wimpering lip) You too Seta!

Seta: You didn't answer my question...

Deonaz: Because I can't, thats all...

They arrive back at Hinata house.

Sarah: Hmm daddy?

Seta: Go back to sleep honey.

Seta kisses Sarah on the forehead as and tucks her in. They both fall asleep in the living room.

Deonaz goes down in the basement and checks out the wine cellar, pulls out a bottle of Jamican rum, a bottle of whiskey and some burban out of school bag and places it in the cellar rack.

Deonaz: Hopefully no one will notice.

The bottoms says "property of Deonaz not Kile", he comes back and rips the labels off.

Deonaz: ehhh, I think I hear Motoko! Still?!

Deonaz walks though the living room and bows to Seta. Seta, with a pillow over his face waves a "thank you" and goes back to sleep.

Deonaz: Hmm, they do make a good couple. Or at least they will...

Deonaz kicks Keitaro's off his futon leaving a foot pring right next to where Naru is sleeping just as Mitsumi gets back from the bathroom in Naru's room (Deonaz so conviently built because he was getting tired of the torn up sashes he was having to hemm. Damn needles) and she falls asleep on the other side of Keitaro. (The torn sashes is of course a reference to the manga)

Deonaz: I hate to do this to Naru but I love doing stuff like this in general a lot more.

Deonaz goes over to the hole where Mitsune usually watches Keitaro and Naru.

Deonaz: Watcha up to Mitsune?

Mitsune sits on her bed but gets right back up, stumbles up with a glass of alcohol in her hand and walks to the hole.

Mitsune: Hey, who is that? Is that you Deonaz?

Deonaz: Ya, you do know that this hole is illegal, right?

Mitsune: Well so is having sex with a minor but you seem to do fine with finding the right women or two. *giggle*

Deonaz: I'll shut up...night.

Mitsune: Wait! Can you help me get him out?

Deonaz notices Gray asleep on a futon in her room.

Deonaz: (light bulb with devil horns appears over his head) Mitsune, Why are you naked?

Gray immeditally jumps up is punched in the head by an unseen force. Gray is knocked out.

Deonaz: No, seriousally, What's he doing there?

Mitsune: Who where? *kicks Gray out of the door so he bounces around for a bit like a pin-ball and lands into haruka's closet.*

Motoko stops making noise

Deonaz: Huh? Oh ya.

Deonaz grabs his leather jacket from his room and heads up to the porch.

Deonaz: Hey Motoko are you still up here?

Motoko: HUH!? Get away creep!

Deonaz: Hey, chill, I just wanna hang for a bit.

Motoko: I do not look at you as a person I can trust! REMOVE YOURSELF...

She swung her sword and again lost her balance and fell over the ledge. Deonaz thrused his hand through a wooden piece of rail grasping the black trench coat.

Deonaz: You never...ate your damn rice.

Deonaz pulls Motoko up by the trench coat.

Motoko: Ugh...Oh my god...

Motoko gawked at how bloody Deonaz's arm was. She took her clothes off from the shoulders down to her breasts and tore some of her breast strap off to wrap around his wounds.

Deonaz: (thinking) Either these are her true colors or she's had too much sauce. (speaking) You didn't have to, it was just a scratch.

Motoko now has only a fragment of what she had before covering her.

Deonaz: (thinking) It's probally the sauce, too bad she won't remember a lick of this in the morning.

Motoko: Now that that crisis is over *sways* I must finish my strokes. Now you won't have an excuse for losing.

Deonaz: According to the scratches in the house's side (that I have to fix in the morning) you have 6 strokes left.

Motoko gets up to try and finish her practice but can not maintain her balance.

Deonaz: Here let me help.

Deonaz props Motoko up and holding her arms showing her how he does strokes. Motoko doesn't mind becuase she is mostly asleep.

6,5,

Deonaz: You have to put just enough force into it so it is effective but does not delay you from counter attack. Not that you really care since your so drunk.

4,3,2,

Deonaz slowly grabs her less and less as she finishes her last few strokes.

1,0

Deonaz: There 1000 strokes.

Motoko: I, I am gonna...kick your ass tomor...(speach trails off as her head nods to one side and her eyes shut.)

Motoko is sleeping so Deonaz picks her up and carries her to Naru's room. She is shivering uncontrolably in her sleep.

Deonaz: Motoko is going to hate this, (looks at Motoko) It's either this or she dies. Either I should take advantage and undress her now like a pervert or in the sleeping bag.

Deonaz imagines Motoko about to cut his "testikiles" off.

Deonaz puts her in a sleeping bag and takes off the remnents of her clothes except her underwear and strapings...with a big sweat bubble.

Deonaz gulps

(Hypothermia=Your body has lost lots of heat due to being chilled by water. To stop and recover from it your inscructed to remove your wet clothes and get in a sleeping bag with someone else who does not have to be naked. The alcohol caused her to feel warm enough to take the coat off. The snow melting on her then inflicted her with hypothermia.)

Deonaz gets in the sleeping bag and holds the front of Motoko's body to his tighly until she stops quivering. She unknowingly puts her arms around his neck, forehead on his shoulder and has her hands stick out of the sleeping bag.

Deonaz: If only she took this as a way to save her life and not as one for me to get off.

He closes his eyes and eventually nods off.

(You can just imagine him soflty chanting "I'm not gonna die...")

December 11th

NEXT MORNING Thankfully no one is awake because they all had too much to drink even though Naru is usually first up becuase the sun in her room is overpoweringly bright. The only reason Naru isan't doing anything is becuase she's not in her room and uhhh Christmas vacation I guess.

The sun hits Motoko through one of Naru's windows; She wakes up with a terrible headache (thankfully nothing more) and relizes she can't remember anything about last night or why she was nearly naked and alone in a sleeping bag. She looks at the table and remembers how much she drank and avoided Deonaz's advice about eating, about that coat of his that he lent her. She gets up to get dressed. Motoko stands upright in her sleeping bag ands hops to her room.

Motoko: (breathing heavily) I can't imagine...what could of happened...last night. Why I'm naked and why I'm in this sleeping bag. Plus how in 7 hells did end up in Naru's room At least I was able to not wake anyone up.

Motoko flashes back

-Deonaz: When your done, just to let you know i'll be in here.

Grasping her head in pain she gets out of the sleeping bag and takes off her breast strap. Her firm chest and tight butt are exposed as she unwrapped her slender figure. Her hands are still cold though the rest of her is very warm mostly around her chest, she gasps as she puts her freezing hands on her tits. She then folds her arms in an attempt to warm them up. She looked at her wrappings in the trash, and picked them up and wondered why they were torn and fit so loosely. All she could recall was Deonaz.

Motoko: Oh no, maybe he tried to...have his way with me last night, or he...did!

She looked at where it had been torn and noticed blood.

Motoko: Blood? She quickly looked all over her nearly naked body for any sign of a recent cut and saw large stains of blood on her legs and small dots on her chest with no sign of a cut.

Deonaz: Motoko?

Deonaz knocked and Motoko threw on her robe.

Deonaz: You decent, I wanna chat with you about last night.

With teary eyes she opened the door holding a sword and an untied robe.

Deonaz: Whoa! close your robe. What's the matter?

Motoko: It's not like it's something you didn't see enough of last night!

Deonaz: I'm not Urashima!

Motoko notices a blotch of her lipstick on his shoulder.

Motoko: Then what's this you rapist?

She points to the mark.

Deonaz: Oh, I got it while I was uh, *yawns and rubs his eyes*

Deonaz: ...sleeping. I dropped a candle and the wax spilled out. It was hot and burned when I took it off. It's just really raw.

Motoko: That's the same shade as the one i'm wearing. Don't lie to me, your the one who (begins crying) raped me...

Deonaz: WHOA! When did that happen? Is this the thanks I get for saving your life?

Motoko: You did no such thing you liar!

Deonaz: Yes I did, look at who's name is on that sleeping bag you woke up in.

Motoko looked, it said "Property of Deonaz, not Kile" with Kile marked out under it.

Motoko: That proves nothing, that just proves where you took advantage of me in my drunken state as you had planned, but in your sleeping bag.

Deonaz: Well look at this.

Deonaz raises his arms, one bandaged and the other holding Ragnarok's jacket with blood stains all over the end, the end had been torn where someone gripped it too forcefully.

Motoko: Did I scratch you too hard?

Deonaz: No, got it saving you and your ungrateful self!

Motoko: That's probally where I slashed you last night. Oh of all things to happen. Why last night? When I was drunk?

Deonaz: It's just that you don't remember anything.

Motoko: So that's why you did it?

Motoko sniffles and starts crying again.

Motoko: I'll never drink again. You better take responsibility for your child.

Deonaz: For the love of God! When you woke up were your hands cold from keeping them out of the sleeping bag? Did you check to see if your lipstick was even smugged? Were you really warm? Did you notice some of your body had blood on it, namly my blood?

Deonaz is naming them off on his fingers.

Motoko: Yes, I am warm. Thanks to you!

Deonaz: You don't think that training in that bitter cold gave you hypothermia? I may of had to warm to up by any means nesscery?

Motoko: So you had sex with me? A likely story.

Deonaz: You don't, shit I do but I didn't pass out in bed either, I wasn't even drunk. Here look at your lipstick.

Deonaz points to a mirror. Motoko looked at herself in his mirror and realized her lips were not smugged.

Deonaz: Do you see my point? My room has candles, not Naru's

Motoko: Those prove nothing!

Deonaz: Oh ya look at this!

Deonaz unwraps his arms of Motoko's breast cloth.

Motoko: So that's where I cut you.

Deonaz: Tell me you remember the porch's guard rails is borken?

Motoko: Well, now that you metion it I sorta do.

Deonaz keeps his injured hand still and grops her hair of anything mysterious.

Motoko: What the hell do think your doing?

He feels a something and pulls it out. It is a shard of painted wood.

Motoko: Yes, what differance does that make?

Deonaz: You asked for it, remember that.

Deonaz puts his fingers into the not fully healed gaping slit covering most of his arm. Blood drooled over his arm and he cringed with a good deal of anguish, he pulls out a fragment of wood, painted white on one side. Motoko's eyes widened, she ties her robe and walks to stand next to Deonaz. Her hair covering her tear whelped eyes mumbled a sorry.

Deonaz: Are you still going to try to get rid of me?

Motoko is sniffiling but smiling

Motoko: Well I promised I would didn't I?

Motoko unties and re-ties her sash and follows Deonaz outside. They bow at each other. Motoko draws her sword and Deonaz quickly and mysteriousally draws his from his back.

-Motoko sends a ki wave to test it's effectiveness.

-Deonaz stands still and swings once to vanquish the it.

-Motoko charges and swings

-Deonaz ducks, flips onto one hand and tries to stab using the other.

-Motoko evades each stab by moving her head left to right. She grabs her sword, pulls it into the air and tries to stab Deonaz's head.

-Deonaz catches himself looking at her body under her robe long enough to flip sideways onto his feet and prepares for an attack but still blushing.

Deonaz: You should really consider wearing something more under that.

-Motoko charges and swings much lower at his stomach and ends up not able to stop before they collide.

-Deonaz drops his sword and prepares to brace her fall. He pauses for a short while just looking.

-Motoko takes her sword and tries to stab Deonaz but Deonaz gets his and blocks it.

Motoko: Why did you do that?

Deonaz: I was a, taking in the bueatiful sceenery.

Motoko: (blushing) Come on, fight to your full potential, DON'T HOLD BACK TO LET ME AT LEAST KNOW WHERE I STAND!

Deonaz: What do you mean?

Motoko: Don't play stupid...

Deonaz was looking at Motoko's thought bubble.

Motoko: Tripping over rocks, hesitating, not dodging my special attacks. It's like you've finding the perfect time to lose a match with me every time.

Deonaz kneels bracing his right hand with his sword with a grin across his face.

Deonaz: I apologize, *slowly stands up* I have underestimated the strength in your abilities. I never thought you could have caught those. Your a lot more than just a pretty face.

Motoko: *Blushed* Nonetheless, don't hold back. I must know if theres is another I am lower than.

A firey breeze is felt on Motoko's skin as he looks at her, his sword dropped and eyes dark. The area around him is has melted, evaporating snow.

Deonaz: Don't take this personally.

Motoko: *sweat bubble*

Deonaz has a demonic grin along his face

-Deonaz walks up to her slowly, Motoko swings at him and he vanishes.

Deonaz: Here, above you...

-Deonaz is upside down, indeed above her. He drops to earth and darts toward her.

-Motoko attacks with Zankuzuken hitting him directly, blasting through the dust he is still flying toward her unharmed.

-Deonaz appears jumps and lands behind her with the point of his sword up to her chin.

Motoko faints just as Deonaz shieths her sword in enough time to catch her. Her eyes are shut and she is breathing quietly.

Deonaz: The cold again, I've got to get you inside.

Motoko is muttering things with her eyes closed.

Motoko: Thank you...Deo, I had fun...

Deonaz: I've never been one not to ablige a women

Motoko: (Eyes barly open) One thing, don't look at me as a women, as a warrior ok?

Deonaz: Why not both?

Motoko: I still havn't gone soft on you.

Deonaz feels a point of steel brushing the back of his head.

Deonaz: (sweating profusely) Oh shit...*gulps*

They both begin laughing.

Deonaz: HAHAHAHA You'll really stab me with that won't you? HAHAHA

Motoko: HAHAHAHA Should the need arise. HAHAHAHA

Deonaz: Tie?

When Deonaz opened the door everyone was waiting around and about to hear the results. Gray is practically falling down the stairs with his kendo stick in hand being used as a cane.

Sarah: Hey, what did you do to her!

Seta&Haruka: Who won?

Su: Can Deo-chan stay?

Shinobu: Will I be setting an extra place at the table again tonight?

Keitaro&Mitsumi&Naru: Did you win Motoko?

Mitsune: Did the big strong man win or the refined young lady?

Deonaz: Tie?

Motoko: *sigh* Tie.

Haruka: Well then I belive that is left up to your descretion then Motoko...

Motoko: Well, maybe. I guess it will be alright.

Su: Ya! Deo can stay!

Mitsune: I'll drink to that!

Deonaz: (whispering) I think i'll like it here.

Motoko shyly looks at him for a second, but overcomes her fear and leans on his chest to hear his heartbeat without anyone noticing and runs upstairs to change out of her robe.

Gray: Who won? *falls down the stairs*