A few days later, Meiou looked up from the plot she was repotting when a group of students came rushing from the dorms. She looked around her, only to notice that all of the students became uneasy and scared. She wiped her hands on her apron before removing it. She followed the spot the students were rushing to and soon witnessed the scene. She whispered, "What the… devil?"
"Please! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep on the bench! It's just that I am sick and…"
"Enough excuses!" Seifer shouted and pointed his gunblade on the sweating student, "You know better than to sleep here. You're disobeying the rules of this institution. Give me push-ups right now!"
The student continued to sweat as he shook his head, "I told you I can't! I'm sick!"
Seifer smirked, "You dare defy the Discipline Committee!" He yelled as raised his gunblade to hit the student.
But the sword never came down as a sheathed sword blocked its descent. Seifer looked at the hand who held the sword and his eyes clashed with sky blue eyes.
"I will not allow you to do this, Mr. Almasy. This is not included in our contract."
He withdrew his weapon and Meiou lowered hers. He scoffed, "I saw this bozo lazing around. I did what I had to do."
She scowled at him as she went to the student. The boy shivered but she smiled at him to calm him down, "Its okay… I'll just check your temperature." She felt his head and she nodded, "You have a fever. Somebody bring him to the infirmary. The nurse will take care of him." Another Trabian student and nodded and carried the sick boy to the infirmary as she turned to Seifer, "He really is sick, Mr. Almasy."
He scoffed again, "I thought that rebuilding the garden is your main goal. But how can you rebuild when everyone here is just hanging around?"
Her blue eyes flashed, "Our students are just as important as rebuilding. Besides, I believe that violence as a punishment is not allowed in Trabia… except in rare cases."
He noticed that her stance widened a little. He laughed, "Don't tell me you're going to punish me for my… rash behavior?"
She raised an eyebrow, "Punish you? Of course not. As I said, violence as a punishment is not allowed in Trabia. I'll merely teach you… a lesson."
Seifer raised his gunblade, "I don't need a lesson… Captain."
But instead of charging, Meiou raised a hand and mentioned to him, "I think you do… Mr. Almasy."
Seifer smirked again as he launched his attacks but his smirk quickly faded when he noticed that she was avoiding all his attacks. He had been slashing like crazy but she avoided them all in a swish of silver hair and rose's scent. He gave a loud growl and smashed his blade downwards destroying the concrete in the process and spreading dust into a cloud. He thought he caught her, but gasped when he felt a cold blade press to his neck. He looked to his left to see Meiou, smirking and aiming her kodachi at his neck.
She smiled, "You're a very powerful fighter, Mr. Almasy, but not as fast as me. Consider yourself removed from the Discipline Committee. I know more students appropriate for the job. You are now reduced to Rebuilding Committee. And since you ruined this walkway, take it as your first job." Her smile faded as she added, "Rebuilding Committees don't fight, so I might as well take this."
She flipped her sword and slashed the gunblade, making it fly to the air before landing to her hand. Seifer gasped at the action and he seethed inside.
She looked at the blade before swinging it to her shoulder, "You can get it back when you are worthy to have it again." She smiled again as she sheathed her sword, turned and started to walk away.
Seifer growled in anger and tried to punch her from behind, but she simply ducked and made a sweep kick, making him fall to the floor. He fell heavily to the dirt and when he looked up, Meiou was aiming his own gunblade at his neck.
Meiou bent over, still aiming the blade at his neck, "Be careful, Seifer… I didn't get my title as Captain for nothing."
He lay panting on the concrete as she turned away again. He was so tired from attacking her and he finally collapsed on the concrete. A student stood over him and gave him a shovel saying, "Captain Seishiro- one point. Almasy… nada."
