OMG! Is this...? Can it be?! *gasp* Chapter 12! YES! I have posted a new chapter! For you, the people! I know it's been a while, but things have been tough. I promise I'll try and post more often. ^_^ Watch for a new update in my Tonberry fic soon!

Tonberry: *smiles and waves; crowd cheers, random aritcles of clothing tossed on stage*

Uh....yeah. .;; On with the fic!

Chapter 12- the friendly giant

With a heavy blast from the self-targeted Aero spell, Fujin launched herself far faster then her opponent could have anticipated. Before he could block with his staff, the agile albino sliced the thing down the middle and landed a hard left on the stomach of the fighter. His eyes bulged, his arms slacking as he fell to the ground unconcious. ''MATCH GOES TO FUJIN!'' A voice yelled over the loud speaker.

The cheering was thunderous, the crowd on it's feet as she left the arena to make way for the medics to cart the poor young fighter she had just decked. "Whoo! Yes! That three for the Fu-mister!" Selphie said, bouncing up and down, hoping to hug her. She stopped when she saw Fujin was gone from site. "Where'd she go?"

Sparks flew from the colliding blades as Squall rushed and was meeted each time by a fighter of equal speed whos weapon of choice were steel bladed claws. Fujin stood in the stands, her arms crossed while she watched Squall with a somewhat hypnotized look. //His moves are so graceful and fluid. But so powerful at the same time. // The crowd cheers as a right punch is landed on Squall's cheek. Fujin's fists fly down and punch the guard rail in anger. "KILL!" She yelled, which attracted more then a few looks from the following spectators.

Squall spins around and punches the fighter just under the chin. After regaining himself, the young man tries to swipe at Squall, but hits notng but thin air. "Where the hell did he go!?" He look everywhere around , then to the sky, where Squall is seen almost seeming to hover before falling towards him with fantastic force. Turning his gunblade to it's flat side and slammed the blade onto the mans head. His eyes rolled into his head just before he fell back on the arena floor. " MATCH GOES TO SQUALL!"

"YES!" Was the one cheer heard above all the rest, Fujin jumping the rail and running towards Squall as he left the arena. A small smile came across her face as she walked with him. "PERFECT." She said as she brushed a bit of hair out of his face.

A small groan came from him at the touch before his arm shot out and caught the wall. "Not...really...." He said as he put his back to the wall and slid down to sit. "He was...alot faster then I first thought..." He swallowed a lump in his throat and rested his head back.

Fujin couldn't help but smile slightly and handed him an elixer she had brought with her to the match, in case things had gotten out of hand. Squall nodded his thanks and downed the healing liquid in one fell gulp. He cringed at the taste and was helped to his feet by Fujin just as everyone else came running up. "Well, that ends all of our matches for the first round." Quistis said, reaching out and dusting off a bit of dirt on Squall's back.

A small snort comes from behind Selphie. Irvine leaned against the wall with his hat over his eyes with his arms crossed. "Well, everyone but Irvie." Selphie bounced over and hugged him in a vice like grip only a girlfriend could produce. "I think he cheated too, honey."

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The rest of the matches passed rather boringly from their point of views on the sidelines. "And Tetsuya is the winner! Now, with this match over, we can move on to the final match of the day, and the end of the first round of the Esthar City Tournament." The crowd cheered as the last two combatants entered the arena. One was a none two agile looking man, his muscles seeming to have muscles on their muscles. After stepping into the center of the ring, he tilted his head to the side and cracked his neck, waiting for his opponent.

A few seconds passed before the wait was over. As before, when he had entered, he stood out due to his height. His long flowing blond hair waved slightly in the wind while the black suit that covered his body fluttered a bit, especially the right sleeve, which was much more open then the left. He towered over his bulky adversary, all the while with a never wavering smile of seeming content. "BEGIN!" The loud speaker boomed.

Almost instantly, the smaller of the two flew from the ring like a bullet, slamming into the far wall, then compleatly through it and into the crowd. The arena went silent as the tall fighter slowly walked out of the ring, giving a small wave to the crowd before he did. "Um...Match to...what's this guys name?" A few seconds pass before the announcer can find the mans name. "Um...Match to fighter...Spaz."

"Dude!?" Zell yelled, gripping the guard rail. "What the hell was that!? That guy had to be like, three hundred pounds! And...that guy didn't even move and he tossed him through a wall!?"

Spaz stopped just short of the entry way, then looked to the stands, staring directly at SeeD group. Slowly, he pointed at them, his sights locked on Squall. Then, he pointed to himself and slowly pulled his thumb across his neck. With that gesture made, he disappeared into the hallway of the arena. "NOT TELEKANETIC." Fujin said as she turned and began to walk off.

"Huh?" Zell rushed up to her and stepped in front of her. "Wait. What do you mean he's not tele...whatever."

She brushed by him and gestured them to follow her. She walked around the arena to the announcers box, where Laguna was talking and being interviewd. The group waited until the reporters were shoved out and the doors locked. "VIDEO."

"Um...ok..." One of the camera people nodded and handed her a video of the last fight. "I'll bring it up on the analyzer." The tape played through the match as normal. All ten seconds of it.

"WAIT." Fujin pushed the young tech out of the way and rewound the tape. "FRAME BY FRAME." Slowly, the true happenings of the match unfolded. By the third frame, Spaz had already landed a hard right into the gut of the fighter. The fifth showed a massive kick to the mans face, which was the factor that caused the man to take his unexpected flight. It eneded showing Spaz return to the exact spot he was in when the match started.

"Dude!" Zell yelled, jumping back and nearly out of his shorts. "That's...not possible! What...huh...how...the hell is this guy!?"

Fujin reached out and whacked him upside the head. "SILENCE."

Squall walked up to the group. "Whatever this guy is dosen't really matter. All we know is that one of us has to beat him."

A small chime rang through out the stadium, grabbing the attention of everyone there. "ATTENTION FIGHTERS. ROUND TWO MATCH UPS HAVE BEEN DETERMINED! MATCH ONE. FUJIN VS SPAZ. REPEAT. THE FIRST MATCH OF ROUND TWO WILL BE FUJIN AND SPAZ."

Fujin clenched her fist tightly, looking out into the arena. Sometrhing ran through her. Something she hadn't felt in a very long time. She knew what it was. She knew she didn't like it. But like it or not, it hit her like a ton of bricks. The thing that made her shiver, her stomach churn and her hands sweat. Fujin was afraid.

End! XD Hope it's long enough for you. I'm getting good reviews for this. You keep sending them in, I'll keep posting! Thank you!