Hey ya'll! It's great to be writing again. Gosh, I'm so sorry that you guys had to wait so long. I know I'm not the best author, but I always forget to write. Now that school's started and all. Chapter Nine…Sorry…
tweet tweet Arisa woke to the sound of birds chirping outside of her room window. She opened her eyes slowly, letting the morning light creep slowly into her eyes. She sighed, and stretched luxuriously under her bed sheets. She sighed deeply, but then she saw it, the clock face. It blared out at her "YOU'RE LATE!!!!" She yelled out in surprise as she jumped quickly out of bed, groaning as her sore muscles yelled out at her again.
She quickly threw on a pair of jeans, and long sleeve shirt, and a pair of clunky black boots. Her feet hit the floor heavily as she raced down the stairs as fast as she possibly could, praying to whatever God she could think of that she wouldn't be late.
Much to Arisa's horror, she saw the large doors begin to close, and she just barely made it through the doors.
"What the heck are you doing being this late?!?!" she was greeted with Yuske yelling at her.
"Ah… I'm sorry, I was just tiered…" she muttered surprised and somewhat disheartened.
"And you think that I'm not?!?!" he yelled back. Arisa looked away, hurt riddled on her face.
"Sorry, it won't happen again," she replied.
"It'd better not!" Yuske replied, his vocal range peaking.
"Yuske, please, give Arisa a break, she did make it on time," Kurama replied, patting Arisa on the shoulder, almost wishing the memories of last night to stay hidden.
"Uh, I wish to fight first again, I really need to blow some steam," she announced, with a kind of finality in her voice.
"Uh… sure?" Yuske replied, unsure on the fact that she had just gotten better.
"Do you want to keep me from fighting?" she snapped, glaring at him over her shoulder. In that instant, she was very scary.
"N.n.n.no…" he put his hands up as if to defend himself.
"Okay all you demons out there! Our first fighters for this round are Arisa Katakana for Team Urameshi, and for Team Seshii we have… who?? Oh! Alex Moriya will be fighting for Team Seshii!" she announcer called out. Cheers rose out throughout the crowd.
But the excitement left Arisa quickly. She turned pale and stopped suddenly, doing her best to try to pull herself up to the platform. Her face turned from white to red as she pulled herself up and stormed to the announcer.
"WHAT!?!?!" she demanded, slamming her foot into the stone, brandishing her fist.
"T…t…that's what they told us…" she stuttered, leaning backwards from the now very frightening Arisa.
"What, are you upset, Arisa?" a soft male voice spoke out to her.
She turned around very slowly, the hem of her coat rustling on the ground very softly. She held a look of pain in her eyes as she looked at the young man.
He was tall, and was perfectly muscled. He had grassy green eyes and soft auburn hair. It was cut simply and above his ears (think Daisuke from DNAngel) it was spiked naturally, and still messy from what seemed like sleep. He had a baggy pair of jeans on that had various cargo pockets all over its legs. His torso was covered by a vintage top of a washed out blue with some obscure store's name printed on it in white. He grinned at her with straight white teeth.
"No, why would I be upset, Alex, haven't seen you in a while, how was death?" she spat back, feeling anger swell up out of her heart.
"Well, Arisa, that's the thing, having you kill me wasn't all that great, and I wanted a shot to yell at you about it," he replied, smirking at her.
"Well, I would have never guessed you to be one for revenge, Alex," she replied coolly, even though she filled with so much rage.
"Seems like you didn't know me all that well," he replied calmly as the referee announced it was time for the battle to start.
"Last time I check, you were human, so I guess it won't be that easy to beat you," she replied, her voice wavering from the slight remorse that was growing in her.
"Well, why don't you find out?" he replied. Arisa closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, her body shuddering from the intake of breath and then, she lunged forward and raced at him, and swung at him with her right leg, hoping to catch him off guard. But to her surprise, he was gone by the time her leg was going to connect, her leg swinging harmlessly through an after-image. She regained her balance and turned around, seeing Alex standing calmly behind her, a very wicked looking sword grasped in his right hand.
It was large, very large, with a slightly serrated edge. It was forged to make its bite a great deal more painful. She winced upon seeing the blade.
"Alex, how'd you get behind me?" she asked, trying to act like he was still her friend who just went to a different country for a while.
"Oh, no reason that you need to know," he replied, grinning at her slightly, placing his free hand in his pocket.
"Fine," she replied, "I don't want to do this," she replied and she placed her hand on the stone of the platform. "O stone, hear my plea, rise up and protect me, I call upon your ancient power, to help in my darkest hour!" she cried out and then Alex did his best to dodge as a large spike of stone suddenly shot out at him, he just barely made it out of the way. Arisa closed her eyes, then cried out "Again!" as soon as Alex landed he had to dodge another spike growing out of the ground.
"Are you going to kill me again, eh, Arisa?" he replied, smirking at her as he suddenly appeared right in front of her.
"If the need be, yes," she replied, swinging at him with her left hand. He blocked effortlessly.
"I can't help but wonder how you told my parents that you killed me?" he replied, swinging at her with the sword. She ducked, flattening herself against the stone and rolling to the side to get away. He swung at her again, but she cried out again "Stone, rise up and protect you guardian," and suddenly, his sword connected with a shield of stone that had risen up to meet him, covering Arisa.
"Alex, for your information, I didn't tell your parents anything, and you know I regret it, but what would you do!?!" she cried out, jumping away from another swing he made at her. The metal seemed to sing as it tore into the bridge of her nose. The small serrated edges ripped her flesh, and she tried to hold back a scream of pain, but it ended up bursting out of her mouth, filling the air with the sound of pain. Blood coursed down her nose and dripped on the tip as she stood up.
"Well, Alex, you've gotten better at fighting," she replied, wiping the blood off of her face.
"There are many things you don't know about me," he replied swinging at her again. She ducked and swung at him with an almighty kick and it finally connected.
Alex was sent flying back and he landed on his back, his free hand grasping onto the rock's face. He stood back up and pulled the sword back to a ready position. Arisa conjured a ball of fire in her hand and sent it flying at him. He did his best to dodge, but instead his sword went flying through the air, landing at Arisa's feet. She reached down and picked it up.
"Alex, I truly am sorry you hated me for killing you so much resorted to this, but I can't let you beat me. I have to do this… I have to send you back to death… where you belong…" she charged at him, and Kurama shut his eyes as he heard the sound of the sword entering flesh. He opened them to see Arisa standing in front of Alex, the sword embedded in him, stabbed straight through.
"Alex, I killed you because I had to… but… I did what I had to…" she pulled it out of him, and Alex was left standing with a shocked look on his face, blood dribbling out of his mouth.
"A..risa?" he asked in a confused manner, and Arisa just nodded.
"I…I'm sorry…" he muttered softly and he collapsed, his body falling down to the ground. Arisa stood there crying as she knelt down next to him.
"I'm the one who's truly sorry, I'm sorry they used your body like that, that they used you like a puppet, I am so sorry," she bowed her head over his body, her tears falling on his form. She could sense his spirit leaving, and it made her cry even more. 2 times she had to kill her best friend, and it was 2 time too many.
Kurama pulled himself up to the platform and walked over to her, placing his hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay," he muttered.
"Yeah," Arisa replied, and then stood up, facing the announcer.
"Team Seshii should be disqualified, that man," she pointed to a tall older man who was dressed all in black, a plain mask on his face, covering his features. "Is a corpse jockey, a necromancer, and he's using his team mates. According to the rules of the Seven Souls Tournament, his team has to be disqualified," she replied, pointing at the man, who she could feel glaring at her with cold eyes.
"Uh… Team Urameshi won the fight, and Team Seshii has been disqualified on accounts of necromancy," she called out, and Arisa promptly fainted into Kurama's arms, muttering out "I'm sorry," as she did so.
-There we go, finished finally with this chappy, tell me what you think, and yet again, so sorry it took me so long to write again, and I hope to have the next chappy up faster. Bye!