"." - Talking (NO Duh!)
^.^ - Language
(.) - My daft self
- Singing/Battle Chants
CAPS - Shouting or emphasis on that word
*Note: '-' will be replacing those dot dot dot thingies since dot dot dots
show as only one dot on ff.net.
Disclaimer: I don't own CC/CCS.
Aoi Youkai
*Chapter 11: The Fight round 4*
~*~ Flashback ~*~
She polished off a couple more bottles of sake, still was not, surprisingly, drunk, before Aki dragged her off home.
~*~ End Flashback ~*~
Aya had begged Elle to for once not have any part in her appearance that day and succeeded. For once, she wasn't anything red OR black, thank god. She was in a blue-green sleeveless button down crop top with a Chinese style collar, big baggy blue jeans cut and frayed below the knee and off- white boots.
Now, she was sitting slumped in the corner, nervous about her next battle. When Rei tapped her on the shoulder, she jumped, making her friend laugh, "Good luck. I'll be doing my best."
She smiled back, "Yeah. You too."
They heard Syaoran yell, "Two minutes!" and everyone walked to them, wishing them luck before exiting. Syaoran told them, "This time, you're only allowed one weapon. Choose and we'll hook you up."
They both chose swords, and sat where they did the last round, Aya east and Rei west. The headpieces were on and the moment they laid eyes on each other, Rei didn't waste any time in attacking. She stabbed forward and Aya dodged. It was like that for a while, Rei attacking and Aya just hopping around, dodging.
From outside, Aoi looked at them and told his sister, "She's never gonna get anywhere that way. But then again, neither will Rei."
She replied, "But it IS a good non-offensive strategy. Rei may just start getting impatient and she won't fight as well as she could."
When Aya finally felt that the fight wasn't getting anywhere, she started attacking herself, though it was obvious to the more perceptive that she was holding back. And it was fairly certain that her friend knew too.
It continued that way for another half an hour, and Aoi was fed up, 'thinking', "What in the name of all things sacred do you think you're doing? Stop playing around and start the fight for heaven's sake. You know full well what to do. She's not treating you as a friend anymore. She's treating you as an enemy she's on good terms with. Now, get on it and just do it."
Their swords clashed, and their faces were inches from each other. Aya mouthed, "Sumimasen."
Rei knew what that meant, and her fears were confirmed when a ring of earth rose around them and Aya pushed away, back flipping behind it. She was about to get serious.
Aya hid her aura and stayed behind the ring, catching her breath while she waited. She felt her opponent's aura turn this way and that, searching for her. Then she felt it weaken and the defences lower. Gulping, she vaulted over the ring and charged head on towards the girl in front of her. Rei finally honed in on her, but it was too late. Rei's eyes burst open and she gasped, but a second later, Aya had her left arm stuck through her.
She whispered, smiling, "Congratulations. Now do you mind ending this? Having someone's arm through you isn't very comfortable."
Aya's shirt was stained crimson, and her shoes weren't near off-white anymore. She swept her arm to her left, bursting through flesh, skin and vitals. Her arm dropped to her side, dripping with blood, as she was transported back to the mirrored room.
The headpiece was off and Sakura asked, "Are you all right?"
She stared into space for a while, silent, and then, still staring, "I am SO not doing that ever again."
Just then, the gang burst through the doors, led by Elle, "See? This is what bloody happens when you try picking your own clothes. They get all bloody and LOOK all bloody."
Rei stood up and walked towards Aya, "Well, at least she doesn't bring the blood back with her. Congrats again. You won fair and square."
"I just wish never to have to do that ever again."
"I don't think you'll have to, unless you join the fight again."
"Damn. I forgot that it was ANNUAL. Then let it be someone like Toki who makes it to the finals then."
They were walked to the auditorium, where Aya was presented the trophy. Sakura asked, "So, any words?"
"No."
Everyone laughed and Aya grinned, "The wonders of a monosyllabic answer. Actually, I DO have to thank a lot of people, but the list is too long. So I'll just thank the person I need to thank the most. She was my unofficial partner throughout the whole process except for today's round, and a great sport the whole time. Seriously, most friends would never forgive you if you went and stuck your arm through them, but she just walked up to me, smiled and said congrats. Of course, most friends won't live to forgive you or bear eternal grudge against you if you'd just your arm through them, but you get what I mean. So, thank you Rei, for being a great friend and a great enemy."
The crowd cheered and Aya left the stage, met at the bottom by Aoi who seemed lost in her thoughts.
"What's up? You look as if you're thinking, which I think is simply quite impossible."
He smiled at her and gave her a playful punch on the arm, and then turned thoughtful again, "It was when Elle commented about your clothes. Then I started wondering. What DID happen to those swimsuit things, anyway?"
She grinned, "Elle thought they restricted my wardrobe and the first thing she did just before the fight was drag me to the lingerie department of the closest mall mainland. Frankly, " she patted her bare tanned six-pack, "it feels pretty good to not have semi-plastic fabric stretched over your tummy for once."
Aoi flushed as Elle rushed over, "AYA! There you are! I need to get you mainland, stat. I forgot that because round three was brought forward, the celebratory dance was too. I need to get you a dress NOW."
Aya sighed, "Ditto EVERY SINGLE SYLLABLE from this morning."
Elle scowled, "Fine."
"Seriously, Elle. Why do you like this so much? The world isn't fair, I know, but I think I'm as good a stylist as you, if not a seamstress."
Then a boy ran over, "Bad news Aoi. She's back."
"Oh f***."
"And she's bribed one of the peeps going for the Singapore trip to trade."
"Damn it. Who?"
"Saeki Aiko."
"Damn, I'll twist her neck if I get the chance. How'd you know?"
"She's on campus."
"F***! Aya, we're for your treat. NOW."
Aya shrugged, "S'long's it's a treat. Who's 'she', anyway?"
"Shigeki Maaya. I'll explain later. Now, we go get our bags and LEAVE THIS PLACE."
They stopped by Aya's locker first, grabbing her bag and then Aoi's, grabbing his. Aya stuffed his into hers, with the expanded inside, put it on, before hopping onto Aoi's back, for him to carry her to their favourite haunt. Well, trying, anyway.
A hand grabbed the bag, yanking it backwards before letting go. Aya regained her balance in no time flat, and felt a horrible pink aura behind her. She turned, and punched its owner's nose, much to Aoi's amusement, "I see you've grown rusty in the States."
The girl on the ground forgot immediately that she was lying on the floor & that her nose was bloody and fluttered her eyelids, "Oh, Aoi dearest. I was too busy thinking about you."
Aya answered for him, "Good for you then. Now, if you don't mind, the winner of this year's Fight is going to get her treat with extra toppings."
The girl picked herself up, before looking Aya up and down, before batting her eyelids again, "Oh Aoi. How COULD have been fooled by this scum? It's obvious she's just seducing you for your money. I won't because I've already GOT money."
Aya laughed, "How could anyone think I'm with HIM of all people? I'd much prefer Gojyo. Anyway, I don't NEED his money. I'm currently one of the highest paid secretaries in Japan, the other being my brother, and even without that job, I'm still worth more as an individual than this guy here, having inherited half of the family fortune. And for your information, while you were off gallivanting in the States as a loose woman as you look to be, Aoi went and found himself a best friend. So now bugger off."
She hopped onto Aoi's back and they left a very confused and flustered girl behind them. Aoi chuckled, "Well handled. And by the way, extra toppings?"
"I won, so there. I deserve it."
"Alright."
"I assume that was Maaya?"
"Yup. Unfortunately."
"Too bad. Looks to me she's smitten."
"Unfortunately."
Their troubles weren't over yet. Maaya tracked their auras to the ice-cream parlour. Aya was re-reading Saiyuki Gaiden for the hundred and eighty- seventh time as she ate her sundae and Aoi was contentedly licking on his ice-cream cone.
Which Maaya quite rudely picked out of his hand and began to lick, tossing a disgusted look at Aya, "My god. Aoi, how COULD you pick such a monstrosity for a friend? I thought your taste was excellent considering ME. But her? She reads for FUN."
Aya glared, "Well at least I CAN read. And by the way, I doubt Aoi ever picked you. The world's unfair, I know, but that's the way it is. Don't go making false assumptions. You'll only make it worse. And now, I suggest you buy Aoi another cone before I make you, given that the one in your hand's already been desecrated."
Maaya whined, "AOI! Make the evil girl stop!"
Aya tossed her the coldest look she could scrounge up and snap her fingers. A credit card slipped out of Maaya's pocket and the girl squealed, given that it was all she could do taking into consideration the constriction spell put on her. It floated towards the kindly owner of the parlour and she said, "Another cone please."
He smiled, "Right away. Nice spell there, by the way."
"Thanks. Made it myself."
He stared for a second and turned away, preparing the cone. He passed it to Aoi, who started licking it. Meanwhile, Maaya's card slipped back into her pocket, and suddenly she disappeared. Aoi stared at her, "Even YOU aren't at the level of teleportation yet. What'd you do?"
"It wasn't teleportation. It's wrinkling. It involves a fourth dimension. I'll explain it some other time. Now it's time for sundae."
As I did to Akai Youkai, my original fic which you should read, I accidentally did something to this and had to rewrite it.
Disclaimer: I don't own CC/CCS.
Aoi Youkai
*Chapter 11: The Fight round 4*
~*~ Flashback ~*~
She polished off a couple more bottles of sake, still was not, surprisingly, drunk, before Aki dragged her off home.
~*~ End Flashback ~*~
Aya had begged Elle to for once not have any part in her appearance that day and succeeded. For once, she wasn't anything red OR black, thank god. She was in a blue-green sleeveless button down crop top with a Chinese style collar, big baggy blue jeans cut and frayed below the knee and off- white boots.
Now, she was sitting slumped in the corner, nervous about her next battle. When Rei tapped her on the shoulder, she jumped, making her friend laugh, "Good luck. I'll be doing my best."
She smiled back, "Yeah. You too."
They heard Syaoran yell, "Two minutes!" and everyone walked to them, wishing them luck before exiting. Syaoran told them, "This time, you're only allowed one weapon. Choose and we'll hook you up."
They both chose swords, and sat where they did the last round, Aya east and Rei west. The headpieces were on and the moment they laid eyes on each other, Rei didn't waste any time in attacking. She stabbed forward and Aya dodged. It was like that for a while, Rei attacking and Aya just hopping around, dodging.
From outside, Aoi looked at them and told his sister, "She's never gonna get anywhere that way. But then again, neither will Rei."
She replied, "But it IS a good non-offensive strategy. Rei may just start getting impatient and she won't fight as well as she could."
When Aya finally felt that the fight wasn't getting anywhere, she started attacking herself, though it was obvious to the more perceptive that she was holding back. And it was fairly certain that her friend knew too.
It continued that way for another half an hour, and Aoi was fed up, 'thinking', "What in the name of all things sacred do you think you're doing? Stop playing around and start the fight for heaven's sake. You know full well what to do. She's not treating you as a friend anymore. She's treating you as an enemy she's on good terms with. Now, get on it and just do it."
Their swords clashed, and their faces were inches from each other. Aya mouthed, "Sumimasen."
Rei knew what that meant, and her fears were confirmed when a ring of earth rose around them and Aya pushed away, back flipping behind it. She was about to get serious.
Aya hid her aura and stayed behind the ring, catching her breath while she waited. She felt her opponent's aura turn this way and that, searching for her. Then she felt it weaken and the defences lower. Gulping, she vaulted over the ring and charged head on towards the girl in front of her. Rei finally honed in on her, but it was too late. Rei's eyes burst open and she gasped, but a second later, Aya had her left arm stuck through her.
She whispered, smiling, "Congratulations. Now do you mind ending this? Having someone's arm through you isn't very comfortable."
Aya's shirt was stained crimson, and her shoes weren't near off-white anymore. She swept her arm to her left, bursting through flesh, skin and vitals. Her arm dropped to her side, dripping with blood, as she was transported back to the mirrored room.
The headpiece was off and Sakura asked, "Are you all right?"
She stared into space for a while, silent, and then, still staring, "I am SO not doing that ever again."
Just then, the gang burst through the doors, led by Elle, "See? This is what bloody happens when you try picking your own clothes. They get all bloody and LOOK all bloody."
Rei stood up and walked towards Aya, "Well, at least she doesn't bring the blood back with her. Congrats again. You won fair and square."
"I just wish never to have to do that ever again."
"I don't think you'll have to, unless you join the fight again."
"Damn. I forgot that it was ANNUAL. Then let it be someone like Toki who makes it to the finals then."
They were walked to the auditorium, where Aya was presented the trophy. Sakura asked, "So, any words?"
"No."
Everyone laughed and Aya grinned, "The wonders of a monosyllabic answer. Actually, I DO have to thank a lot of people, but the list is too long. So I'll just thank the person I need to thank the most. She was my unofficial partner throughout the whole process except for today's round, and a great sport the whole time. Seriously, most friends would never forgive you if you went and stuck your arm through them, but she just walked up to me, smiled and said congrats. Of course, most friends won't live to forgive you or bear eternal grudge against you if you'd just your arm through them, but you get what I mean. So, thank you Rei, for being a great friend and a great enemy."
The crowd cheered and Aya left the stage, met at the bottom by Aoi who seemed lost in her thoughts.
"What's up? You look as if you're thinking, which I think is simply quite impossible."
He smiled at her and gave her a playful punch on the arm, and then turned thoughtful again, "It was when Elle commented about your clothes. Then I started wondering. What DID happen to those swimsuit things, anyway?"
She grinned, "Elle thought they restricted my wardrobe and the first thing she did just before the fight was drag me to the lingerie department of the closest mall mainland. Frankly, " she patted her bare tanned six-pack, "it feels pretty good to not have semi-plastic fabric stretched over your tummy for once."
Aoi flushed as Elle rushed over, "AYA! There you are! I need to get you mainland, stat. I forgot that because round three was brought forward, the celebratory dance was too. I need to get you a dress NOW."
Aya sighed, "Ditto EVERY SINGLE SYLLABLE from this morning."
Elle scowled, "Fine."
"Seriously, Elle. Why do you like this so much? The world isn't fair, I know, but I think I'm as good a stylist as you, if not a seamstress."
Then a boy ran over, "Bad news Aoi. She's back."
"Oh f***."
"And she's bribed one of the peeps going for the Singapore trip to trade."
"Damn it. Who?"
"Saeki Aiko."
"Damn, I'll twist her neck if I get the chance. How'd you know?"
"She's on campus."
"F***! Aya, we're for your treat. NOW."
Aya shrugged, "S'long's it's a treat. Who's 'she', anyway?"
"Shigeki Maaya. I'll explain later. Now, we go get our bags and LEAVE THIS PLACE."
They stopped by Aya's locker first, grabbing her bag and then Aoi's, grabbing his. Aya stuffed his into hers, with the expanded inside, put it on, before hopping onto Aoi's back, for him to carry her to their favourite haunt. Well, trying, anyway.
A hand grabbed the bag, yanking it backwards before letting go. Aya regained her balance in no time flat, and felt a horrible pink aura behind her. She turned, and punched its owner's nose, much to Aoi's amusement, "I see you've grown rusty in the States."
The girl on the ground forgot immediately that she was lying on the floor & that her nose was bloody and fluttered her eyelids, "Oh, Aoi dearest. I was too busy thinking about you."
Aya answered for him, "Good for you then. Now, if you don't mind, the winner of this year's Fight is going to get her treat with extra toppings."
The girl picked herself up, before looking Aya up and down, before batting her eyelids again, "Oh Aoi. How COULD have been fooled by this scum? It's obvious she's just seducing you for your money. I won't because I've already GOT money."
Aya laughed, "How could anyone think I'm with HIM of all people? I'd much prefer Gojyo. Anyway, I don't NEED his money. I'm currently one of the highest paid secretaries in Japan, the other being my brother, and even without that job, I'm still worth more as an individual than this guy here, having inherited half of the family fortune. And for your information, while you were off gallivanting in the States as a loose woman as you look to be, Aoi went and found himself a best friend. So now bugger off."
She hopped onto Aoi's back and they left a very confused and flustered girl behind them. Aoi chuckled, "Well handled. And by the way, extra toppings?"
"I won, so there. I deserve it."
"Alright."
"I assume that was Maaya?"
"Yup. Unfortunately."
"Too bad. Looks to me she's smitten."
"Unfortunately."
Their troubles weren't over yet. Maaya tracked their auras to the ice-cream parlour. Aya was re-reading Saiyuki Gaiden for the hundred and eighty- seventh time as she ate her sundae and Aoi was contentedly licking on his ice-cream cone.
Which Maaya quite rudely picked out of his hand and began to lick, tossing a disgusted look at Aya, "My god. Aoi, how COULD you pick such a monstrosity for a friend? I thought your taste was excellent considering ME. But her? She reads for FUN."
Aya glared, "Well at least I CAN read. And by the way, I doubt Aoi ever picked you. The world's unfair, I know, but that's the way it is. Don't go making false assumptions. You'll only make it worse. And now, I suggest you buy Aoi another cone before I make you, given that the one in your hand's already been desecrated."
Maaya whined, "AOI! Make the evil girl stop!"
Aya tossed her the coldest look she could scrounge up and snap her fingers. A credit card slipped out of Maaya's pocket and the girl squealed, given that it was all she could do taking into consideration the constriction spell put on her. It floated towards the kindly owner of the parlour and she said, "Another cone please."
He smiled, "Right away. Nice spell there, by the way."
"Thanks. Made it myself."
He stared for a second and turned away, preparing the cone. He passed it to Aoi, who started licking it. Meanwhile, Maaya's card slipped back into her pocket, and suddenly she disappeared. Aoi stared at her, "Even YOU aren't at the level of teleportation yet. What'd you do?"
"It wasn't teleportation. It's wrinkling. It involves a fourth dimension. I'll explain it some other time. Now it's time for sundae."
As I did to Akai Youkai, my original fic which you should read, I accidentally did something to this and had to rewrite it.
