Catse: Hiyya peoples! Guess what! Yes I updated! Sorry it's a little late, but you see a friend of mine invited me to her house to spend the night, and her older brother had the monitor, and so I wouldnt' have been able to finish. But I hope you will be happy to know that as soon as I was home, I got on the computer, finished writing this, and have now updated it! And all with a stomach ache, a headache, and one night with little sleep! But, as you can see, I've updated and can't wait to update next Friday. I'll see about updating early this next week to makeup for my evil lateness, but I'm not sure. We have major exams next week, which determine a large part of our final passing grade, and although I have no homework, I will have a lot of major studying. I hate Semester exams. Well, anyways, on with the fic!
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Disclaimer: See chapter one again....heheheheheheh....
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Now it was Seika and Katai's turn up. The winner of that match, would face against Kenya in their own little tournament finals. Of course both were excited, and hoping their skills were enough to fight the chosen leader of their team in a one-on-one combat.
Katai stepped into the arena, rolling her arm around in it's socket so as to loosen it.
Seika spent the short amount of time stretching his legs, so as to not get any cramps.
Once they were ready, Suki called out the bell, and the two were at it.
In fact, they didn't stop to think about what they were doing. They just fought. Seika had his staff, Katai had her fists.
Kenya, Suki, and Haku did their best to watch the match, but to their surprise, the two were moving far too fast to see!
"And I thought you were fast Kenya." Suki mumbled with a good hearted smile. "You're father is the fastest man I've ever seen on two legs."
Kenya smiled gently, pride for his father evident.
He was no where near his father's sense of speed, but he hoped one day he might get close at least.
Tiny lightning clashes in the arena told them that Seika was using the electrical ability of his staff.
A few red energy blasts told the group Katai was using her energy.
But no one could see a thing of what's going on.
"Hey slow down in there guys! I'd like to watch a fight! Not a pretty wind display! Come on! How boring!" Suki shouted, crossing her arms.
Almost instantly, Seika and Katai stopped, glaring each other down.
Both were panting from their little scuffle, and both seemed intent on raising the level of the battle.
"You got faster." Katai mumbled, smiling.
"You became more tolerable." Seika replied, returning her smile with a grin.
"What do you say we play a few tricks, eh? Something we've learned recently."
"You want to start?" Seika was being polite, which seemed a little unusual for the freshly trained teen.
What was he up to?
Kenya figured Seika had some sort of plan, and he would let Katai make the first move so in order to register her attacks.
It may not be the wisest move, but it would be a move that would help in the future should he ever face her again. He would learn and master her moves, in order to strengthen his own. But if that was the case, then Seika had still much to learn.
"Alright. I'll show you a move my dad taught me about a month ago."
"What does he call it?" Replied Seika, a curious look on his face.
"Elbow kick!" Katai replied.
"Elbow kick? The hell? How can an elbow kick?"
But in a matter of moments Seika knew what she was talking about, when an elbow flew into his stomach, a mere second before Katai's foot, powered with a mix of spirit energy and demon energy, hit him in the exact same spot, sending him flying to where he was bare inches from falling out of the arena.
He fell on his back, arcing as he hit, and in an instant, sat up and huffed.
"Ow. Why'd you have to hit me so hard?" He whined, rubbing his belly.
"I'm a Urameshi! Do you really think we like to hit light?"
"But that excuse shouldn't work on a girl though, right?"
"I ain't your ordinary girl. Now get over here! I want to try it again. You're fun to beat senseless."
"I'll warn you once. Go easy on me or I might have to get rough!" Seika replied with a wide grin.
"Come on then. I've had it rough and I can take it rough. Besides, I promised dad I would kick some ass, so that's what I'm going to do."
Seika stopped for a moment, staring at Katai with little spurts of giggles here and there as his face twisted into a comic mix of confusion and laughter.
Katai's eyebrow raised in confusion.
"The hell? What? What's so goddamn funny?!" Katai shouted, her cheeks growing red with frustration.
Seika nearly tripped and collapsed on the ground in his laughter.
"You—You—" He stammered, but it took him a full minute to recover. "You said you like it rough! I didn't know you weren't a virgin!"
Suddenly, Katai's face was as red as a beat, and so were her eyes they were flaring with such anger.
In an instant, she was up at Seika side, had picked him up with her own strength, and tossed him in the air, kicking him straight in the chest as she sent him flying.
He stopped laughing when he noticed he was airborne, and Kenya was sure he would land outside of the arena.
But in move so curious, and so unusual to the human body, Seika managed to twist around until he was facing the direction he was heading, and then in mid-air flip, only to land along the farthest edge of the arena. Then, with truly powerful reflexes, he flicked off of that edge, and jumped at Katai, knocking her strongly in the gut to send her flying.
She crashed into a tree, and Seika stood straight in the middle of the arena, apparently proud of his endeavor.
"Heh…How do you like that?! Told you I would get rough…" He said with a grin.
It ended though when a figure, as fast as a bullet came whizzing at him and knocked him with one powerful blow in the jaw, and then several to his chest, sending him flying to the opposite area, Katai landing in the middle with her own smug look.
"And what did I tell you? I like to fight rough! And don't get nasty impressions from the things I say!"
Suddenly, from one firm hand pointed in the shape of a gun, she shot of a purple laser beam, headed for none other than Seika, who was just barely pulling himself from the rubble he had made of the trees on the opposite side.
"Spirit gun!" She shouted. It hit Seika head on, and sent him flying even further back, as Suki counted down the seconds 'til he was counted out.
Katai smirked brilliantly. "See. Another of Dad's fancy moves."
At second nine Suki stopped, looking for any sign of the boy that had just been shot away.
"Katai, I think you might have gone a little too rough on him, don't you think?"
"Rough! He deserved it that coward! Laughing about something I said! Who does he think he is!"
"He is standing right here." Seika said right next to her ear.
With reflexes almost as fast as the normal cat, Katai spun around to punch Seika, but found her fist blocked by one of his outstretched hands.
Kenya slapped his forehead. Had Shadow taken over again?
"The hell! How the hell did you get here so goddamned fast! I knocked you through a good half a mile of forest!"
Kenya stood up and prepared to enter the arena.
If it was Shadow, things might get a little out of hand.
But Suki's strong hand denied him that privilage.
"Suki. I have too…" Kenya whined as she tugged him back into the ground.
"Why…?There's nothing wrong…"
"But Suki…don't you know about…"
"Course I do. I already was told about Shadow being there. I said so earlier. But he hasn't taken over just yet. Take a look for yourself."
"You did knock me through a half mile of forest. I got a bump the size of a baseball on my head to prove it!" Seika shouted back, raising his eyebrows in mischeif.
"Then how the hell did you get here!"
"I teleported."
"Teleported? The hell?"
"You certainly do like to say hell a lot. Jeeze. Yeah, I teleported. It's one of those abilities Shadow gave me. Comes in handy actually."
"How'd you learn you had that ability?"
"I was spying on one of the teachers from English at lunch and accidently popped up in the girls restroom, which was right next door. I will have to say this:" Seika turned, setting his hand firmly on his chin, as if looking at something professionally. "Our school does have a lot of hot babes. They were even hotter when they were trying to kick me out."
"You hentai!" Katai shouted, grabbing the staff he had apparently dropped and knocking him over the head with it.
"Ow! Why'd you do that?!"
"You're a hentai!"
"So! I can be a hentai if I want!"
"You are just too perverted!"
"You think so?" Again he put up his professional look, that hand on his chin.
And again Katai knocked him over the head with his own staff.
"You're right. It's still Seika." Kenya mumbled to Suki with a smile that threatened to burst into laughter.
"Told you." Suki acknowledged, leaning back against her tree again, to watch the rest of the fight. "Now we might actually be able to see a little action. If those two ever stop arguing that is."
Kenya looked back towards the arena.
Seika was rubbing the large bump on his head, and Katai had her arms crossed, eyes closed, her grip firm on that staff.
He sighed. Would they ever stop arguing?
"Come on Katai! Give me the staff back! It is mine!"
"Can care less hentai. You know, that's your new nickname! Hentai!"
"And you're new nickname will be Daddy's Girl because that's who you are acting like!"
"You just barely noticed. You're smarter than I thought! And I thought you had a peanut for a brain! Well, apparently you have upgraded to a wad of gum!"
"Just give me the staff!"
"No!"
"Give it!"
"Hell no!"
"Hell yes!"
"Hell no!"
"Hell yes!"
"Hell just get on with it!" Suki screamed, tossing a rock at the two. It ended up hitting Seika in the head, which made him fall over in pain once more.
"Ow! Why the hell did you have to do that?!" Seika shouted, rubbing the spot where the rock had hit.
"You two are boring the hell out of me. If I want to see a romance blooming like that I'll watch a soap opera! I'm here to see some kick-ass fighting! So get back to it already!"
With a pair of agitated looks in Suki's direction, and an extended staff set back in the owner's hands, the battle continued.
Before it was over, both had played many moves they had learned, many different attacks from their masters, and each was sore in several spots, sweaty, and exhausted.
But their power, as even as it was, had to be decided. One had to win in order for the Tournament to reach it's finale. But only one questions circulated the area. Who would win? The new comer Seika, or the Urameshi kid Katai.
"I am going to win this you know! Just so you don't get too confident in your own skills." Katai mocked, slyly snickering at Seika as they stood opposite each other, watching the other for surprise attacks.
"And why is that?"
"I have more years of practice in the Art of Fighting than you do."
"That so?"
"Yep. My dad made sure I was well trained!"
"Yeah, well, you ever lived on the streets?"
"Don't need to. I already know everything I need. Besides, my father was, and he's the one that taught me."
"Yeah, well town was different when your father ruled it than now. So how do you know I don't have all these wacko abilities eh?" Seika inquired, leaning on his staff as if he were a mountain travelor.
"I just do you moron! Now let's finish this! I want to go and fight Kenya already!" Katai grin, bringing up her fists into a martial arts stance, most common to the psychic ninjas such as Genkai, Jin, and Touya from the Dark Tournament.
"Alright, but I'll warn you. Not all my tricks have been shown."
"I can care less! Just bring it on already!" Katai shouted, much like an arrogant.
"Alright." Seika agreed.
Katai waited for one of his ultimate trick things he liked to talk about during the fight, but to her surprise, Seika actually tossed his staff out of the arena with a smile.
"They hell! What are you doing?!" She shouted, staring at Seika as if he had lost his mind. "You need that!"
"Not for what I've learned so far! Check this." Seika set his hands together, and began to concentrate.
Katai, not a person that likes to wait for the opponent, jumped at him to hit, but somehow managed to hit…right through him?
When she removed her fist, he was still standing there, and again, just to justify what she had seen, she again stuck her hand in the image.
It blurred around her hand, but other than that it still looked like Seika was standing there in concentration.
"Incredible." Haku acknowledged from his tree on the opposite side of the arena. "I didn't think he'd be this far along in the mastery of his abilities."
"What do you mean?" Katai snapped, removing her hand from Seika's belly.
Kenya turned to the commotion, just as Suki had to jumped up to try to get a better look at the move just pulled.
"I do not tell easily aggrevated, pampered brats such as yourself such things."
"How dare you—"
"Katai!" Kenya interrupted, stepping over to where Haku was leaning. Haku regarded him with a simple look, and then a nod.
"What do you mean?" Kenya inquired, much nicer than Katai had.
Haku smiled gently.
"Ever since Shadow has taken over his body, there have been some changed trade marks in his makeup. Such as the length of his hair, the fact that his body is longer than it was before reincarnation, and his strange, yet active ability to percieve much of his environment around him. Shadow gave him these things, and with a little mastery, Seika could possibly even change his body into the same being that inhabits him. But since he refuses that incredible amount of power due to the fact he could accidentally give up his soul to such a stunt, he has instead begun mastering the abilities granted him by the possession, possibly spending hours without sleep in order to learn and perfect the arts of his body."
They were all quiet for a moment.
Then Katai glared at Haku and stepped over to the edge of the arena.
"In English please." She replied, a little nicer than earlier but with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"In basic. When Shadow took over Seika's body, he gave him abilities, such as to change his form or appearance to enhance his advantage. But we don't know exactly what else was given him. Shadow was a powerful demon, one that took a difficult battle for Hiei to win."
"Why did Hiei fight and not my dad?" Katai inquired, squatting before the eight year old so as to try to be at eye level.
"Because I kidnapped Suta, my niece, for world dominance, and dear little Hiei could not stand that anyone else would fight for her safety except him. He's a very proud man you know."
Katai instantly turned, only to receive a swift hit to the cheek, sending her flying into the trees.
Before them stood Seika, his hair rustling in the breeze.
"Oh no…" Kenya murmured, figuring out what was happening instantly. "Hello Shadow."
"Actually, it's still me." Seika answered, grinning. "But Shadow insisted he wanted me to say it. Said he didn't want to take over my body because it was a tournament and you're not supposed to do that."
There was silence as everyone fell on their heads in disbelief.
"You mean Shadow did something honorable!" Suki shouted with a confused smirk on her face.
"Yeah…Apparently he doesn't like people intruding into something as important as this. But I don't mind. Caught Katai off balance at least."
Just as he said that, a flare of energy shot out of the forest and chased Seika across the arena, the purple balls falling down on him like rain.
"You jerk!" They heard a shout as Katai came running forward, still shooting the little balls.
It was a funny sight to say the least, how Seika was bounching about the arena and the Shot Gun attack was following him.
But from there on, the battle was fast and the win quick.
Seika again disappeared, leaving Katai in confusion…an anger. And everywhere he happened to appear, Katai was facing him, hitting him.
The move lasted a minute or so, until she turned to find Seika standing before her, and hit him, only for her hit to slip through his form, and a swift knock at the side of her neck knocking her to the ground, unconscious.
Of course, Suki had to count, and the battle was ended, making Seika the winner.
They worked together to pull Katai from the arena, in Seika make little remarks like: "How much does she eat?!" and "How she can way as much as a cow is beyond me!".
But once she was outside the arena, Seika cracked his knuckles and smiled.
He had won. So he was the challenger of Kenya.
The two stood up next to the arena, but before they could walk in, Suki had to ask Seika how he had done the illusion thing.
"Oh that…Shadow taught me that. Said it was a good move if you were trying to confuse the opponent. What you do is you leave a trail of your energy there, and make it into a copy of yourself, so when the opponent goes to hit it, they can't sense the difference in energy. Oh, and you have to mask your energy in order to fully confuse them! Great huh?"
Kenya and Suki both nodded.
"But don't do it too often. Opponents will start looking for ways around it and some will find a solution." Suki warned, before stepping away to call the bell.
Both Seika and Kenya stepped into the arena and bowed to each other, just as Suki rang the bell for them to begin.
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Catse: What did you think? I liked this chapter. I thought it came out rather funny. Come on, someone like Seika fighting someone like Katai, a Urameshi! There has to be some comical stuff here! Well,I don't have much to say other than your reviews will be much appreciated and to have a wonderful Christmas and have a wonderful holiday (unless wherever you go on the weekdays wants to be evil and give you very little holiday). All this just in case I don't get a chance to tell you later. Ja Ne for now!
