Author's Note: In a flash of inspiration, I thought of a chapter with Kuja vs. Kirika. Yay!
Sosei, Reincarnation's Sequel
Chapter 12-Like Father, Like Daughter
Alexandria City
Dawn
Myou:
I watched Kirika's farms outside from the window calmly. She had just gotten up a few minutes ago quietly. I was surprised that she was this silent. Was something bothering her? I sat on the windowsill and sighed.
"Good morning, dear," I said softly.
"I know you're worried about me, especially after last night."
Musouka told us that something was lurking within Kirika's psyche, but she wasn't exactly sure she was right. I didn't really know either. It would take another strange event to reveal the truth. And maybe, just maybe she was over it. Heh…not likely.
"I am worried though," I commented.
"Don't be. I'm normal as normal can be."
"Is your energy back?"
She nodded.
Kuja:
Another sunrise. Another start to another Gaian day. For once, I felt excellent enough to work out today. My frail condition had put me out of training for nearly four months. Humph…I better take advantage of this newfound health now. Maybe Kirika would like to talk. Maybe. I opened the door to my room and walked down the hallway. It was quiet, as always, except for the quiet clanging of pots downstairs. Garnet was probably trying to prepare breakfast. I knew I wasn't going to eat again today. Garnet's cooking wasn't all that bad, but I preferred Zidane to even Kirika's home cooking. I shrugged it off and knocked on Kirika's door softly.
"Come in."
I opened the door slowly, giving them time to straighten up. The room was brightly lit with the orange light of the raising sun. Kirika was perched in the open window with Kajin in her arms peacefully. Myou was just a few inches away from her, handing her a small bottle.
"Ah, father…you must be feeling better again. What's going on?" Kirika asked.
"Are you up to training?" I asked.
She nodded and handed Kajin to Myou.
"Hmm…perhaps."
I smiled.
"Meet me in the training room."
"Ok."
Alexandria Castle's Training Room
Kirika:
It was cold and quiet inside the training room as I walked inside of it. I was dressed in my comfortable, black, training suit, as that I wouldn't get overheated. Heat exhaustion was dangerous during this time of year. Like I said before, my body couldn't tolerate a lot of temperature variances, although I learned a tolerance to heat. Kuja was waiting on the other side of the room, dressed in a silver jumpsuit that fit his body perfectly. It was good to see him back out and alert again, even though his age had caught up to him.
He was dying and yet, he didn't look like it. I smirked and brought out my whip slowly. It wasn't an ordinary whip, (like I would be caught dead wielding anything normal) it was a magically enchanted anti-gravity whip. I felt along the edges of it tenderly, feeling the pent up magic bouncing around inside of it. You see, the anti-gravity magic stayed deeply embedded in the middle of the whip until a gravity spell was in effect. A smirk eased across my face as I realized the options I had.
I had a strict advantage over my father now, and I knew it. However, with him, I couldn't be so sure…
"Ready, father?" I asked, holding my whip high above my head. Kuja smirked and drew his whip out, testing its weight in his hand. He had the real gravity whip on his person, which would make this interesting.
"Don't make this easy for me, Kirika!"
Trust me, I won't. As if on cue, energy rushed to the both of my hands surrounding them with a hazy glow. I cracked my whip in front of me, and a magical waves shot out towards Kuja. Kuja yawned calmly and paced around a little bit before swinging his arm in a wide arc. Of course, this did nothing; Kuja was doing it just for show. The magical wave washed over him (seemingly) and wiped his form from sight. Something in my mind told me that the wave didn't hit him and that he was going to attack my weaker left flank. I shrugged off the suspicion I felt at this revelation and lifted my whip to protect that side. Sure enough, Kuja charged out of the walls and thrust his whip at me.
No matter how easy that seemed, I kept my cool and parried using my hands and the middle of my whip. In a rather unpredictable move, Kuja swiped my whip away and pushed himself from me. I knew better than to get it, for it was a very common rule not to turn your back on your opponent. I smirked, my hands instantly shooting down to the spot where I hid my twin swords. In one fluid motion, I unsheathed them and held them at my sides.
"I don't want to have to cut that pretty face of yours, Kuja, so you better be ready to defend!" I shouted, snapping my swords up to the ready position.
Kuja laughed and held his arms above his head.
"Well, I doubt you'll be able to do that, Kirika. On account of the fact that you'll be sent back to your room with your tail in-between your legs."
Heh, we'll see, Kuja. We'll see. With one fluid crack, his whip wound around my right wrist. I smirked and pulled the whip towards me sharply. Kuja had no choice but to run towards me and that's when I swung my blade high so that if it did cut, it would only catch the top part of his hair. Instead of hesitating like I expected him to, he forced all of his weight on me, knocking me over. I smirked and threw him off of me the moment I hit the floor.
I scrambled back up to my feet and swiped at his forehead with both of my swords. Kuja kicked me in the stomach, ignoring the blood that oozed down his face. I stumbled back and hit the floor again, watching Kuja intently.
"Kuja, Kirika, Queen Garnet requests your presence in the Invincible."
I narrowed my eyes at the guard and got up. I bet we were getting ready to go somewhere again. I couldn't allow that to happen, not with Kajin so vulnerable to sickness. And so was I.
"Let's go hear them out, Kirika. I'm sure nothing's wrong," Kuja commented.
I shrugged and smoothed my hair back. I think he caught my initial reaction and I was pretty sure he thought the same way.
"Go head without me," I muttered.
Kuja gave me a concerned look and left the training room.
Kuja:
I knew something was wrong with Kirika, but I couldn't put a finger on it. I wondered if she knew what was going on with her as well. I yawned and opened the door to the Airship dock. The Invincible was parked inside and the side door was wide open. I could only guess that whatever they wanted to talk to me about was serious. I walked into the cockpit quietly. Everyone turned to face me, including Myou and Musouka.
"Where's Kirika?" Myou asked.
"She's back in the training room."
"I'll go get her for you, Kuja," Musouka offered.
Musouka:
The moment I stepped into the training room, I felt something dark wash over me. I couldn't quite detect what it was, simply because of the fact that it wasn't dream related. Kirika was in the middle of the room, seemingly resting after the combination she praticed.
"Come on, Kirika, the other's need you," I said softly.
Kirika glanced over my shoulder slowly, breathing heavily. Her skin was flushed and glassy looking.
"Musouka…oh…"
That wasn't good.
"Kirika…are you ok?" I asked.
There was no answer. I started to touch her, but her entire body jerked and collapsed. I ran to her side immediately and shook her.
Kirika did not move.