Blue Blood
Partially Crazy
Disclaimer: I don't own KH or KH2 and so forth.
Thanks so much for the reviews. I'm sorry for the bit of confusion in the last chapter. I corrected that, but posted the wrong document, now I can't find the fixed version of it. mumbles about stupid computers I will try fixing it and reposting the chapter. I hope you were not too confused. I'm sorry again! Enjoy.
There was really not much more I could do. I sat in the stands, next to an idiotic pyro with a mouth bigger than was necessary and wrung my hands. Yes, Yuffie Kisaragi, the greatest ninja alive was nervous. To my defense, I'd like to say however that fighting Hades would probably scare the spikeass himself as well. Oh not to mention without weapons, with a jackass for a partner, not enough sleep, and every inch of my body protesting the slightest movements. Oh the situation looked fucking great from my perspective. Speaking of the jerk, I would still like to find out why exactly he is so calm. I'd also like to find out how Zexion's message put so much confidence into the red-head.
Truth be told, this whole adventure was going so smoothly that it almost looked acted out. No shock because of the crash...none at all. No happiness to find out that his friends were alright. Either Axel was cold-blooded, crazy, or something was up. As much as I can make fun of him for the first two potions, the third one seemed to be correct. Those thoughts were pushed aside however, when I heard my funeral march, mainly: the bell that announced the start of the preliminaries.
I froze and looked at Axel, who was getting up and trying to make his way off the stands to the ring. I was about to KILL him. I grabbed onto his sleeve and dragged him forcefully towards me (I didn't even try standing up yet).
"How do you think I am going to fight? Are you completely out of your mind, or just partially?" He smirked down at me and shrugged his shoulders.
"This is your problem, not mine princess." He said and proceeded to walk down the stands towards the ring. I sighed. There really was not much else to do except be difficult, so I stayed in the stands with a glare directed at the jackass. He seemed to sense that I was not following when he was at the very bottom. I was quite amused to say the least when he whirled around looking for my location. He didn't even think to look up to the stands. Did he think I was suicidal to run away from him with no weapons and in the underworld? It finally clicked and he turned around to send a glare my way. I put on a very bright smile, if not a bit manic, and waved back at him.
"Good luck." I shouted down to him. Axel rolled his eyes and started walking back up towards me.
"WE" he accentuated the word "are partners and YOU are coming down there with me." He said stopping a few steps down from where I sat. "The mission was to win the tournament." I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"That is your problem, pyro, not mine." I said imitating his tone from earlier on. He sighed and scowled at me. I simply smirked back, he messed with the WRONG ninja…'cause you know I'm the best. Go Yuffie, go Yuffie, go Yuffie…I was so caught up in my little chant that I didn't notice that I was in fact moving. Actually, Axel's shoulder was painfully digging into my stomach. Reason? The bastard slung me over his shoulder and proceeded to walk me down towards the ring.
It took me a few more minutes to react. I growled under my breath, but before I could do anything else I was unceremoniously dumped on the ground in front of the ring and Pain who was calling for me and Axel to get into the ring. My attention was drawn the swarm of heartless that w would have to fight in the first round. Actually, my attention was drawn away so badly that I didn't feel Axel gently prodding me with his foot.
"What?" I snapped when I finally saw what he was doing. Axel snorted at my late reaction and stretched out his hand to help me up. I looked at the hand for some time before taking it. He dragged me up to my feet and I steadied myself on my feet. I really didn't feel so good; actually, I'd go as far as saying that felt horrible. A bit nauseous even. I could see Panic approach us rather hesitantly.
"You two h-have to re-report back here in five minutes. The ch-championship will start then." I nodded at him and he scurried away through the stands to where I could hazily see Hades. He sat in the shadows and his silhouette was even more intimidating. I could see the blue flame a top his head burn brightly through the dim. Heh, this was going to suck, I could already tell.
"Alright, kid let's go get you some weapons." That was Axel. I looked at him confused. When did he become so nice all of a sudden?
"Where's the catch?" I asked him narrowing my eyes. I said that very much half-heartedly and he definitely sensed that because he ignored me in general and walked off towards the direction of the weapons shop. (A/N: I know there was no weapons shop at the underdome, but for the sake of the story ). I ran to catch up with him, and did so when he was already standing at the counter.
"Choose something, brat." He said waving his hand at the shelves full of weapons. I was about to comment on the brat part, but the words died in my throat. This was one of the more impressive shops that I've seen in a while and they had one heck of a selection of different shurikens and throwing stars. I was VERY excited to say the least. I ran my eyes through all eh different things that I could fight with. There was definitely quite the selection.
I settled on one though. The shuriken looked like a simple star, about four times my hand size, but the jagged edges looked more dangerous than on my usual weapon. It had a black handle and silver corners, glinting enticingly at me. With it came four throwing starts, two black and two silver. All in all, it was a nice weapon to have.
"That one." I pointed to the shuriken that I was ogling. Axel looked at it calculatingly for a second, before nodding in agreement. He called over the shop keeper while I jumped around excitedly. With this thing I can fight anyone, screw Hades. Axel got it and handed the weapon to me with a grin spreading on his face. I yelped excitedly and without thinking (automatically) hugged him. Whatever possessed me to do that? I have no idea, but I was excited. I do stupid shit when I'm excited.
I took the weapon from his frozen grasp and looked over it one more time. It was absolutely awesome. Axel was still looking strangely at me. I guess he had the right to, I was nothing but mean to him all the time until now.
"I know there's lots to stare at, but that doesn't mean you have to be so up front about it." I said teasing him. He shook his head and rolled his eyes at me.
"Actually there really isn't…all I see is a stick dressed in black with a weapon five times the size of the said stick." I scowled at him. He just can't do anything good without ruining the effect with another one of those obnoxious comments. He fake-smiled at my scowled and puffed out his chest pompously walking past me as we heard another bell signaling us to get in the ring. I followed behind him, rolling my eyes as few of the women sitting on the front row cheered rather loudly for him with cat calls. I had to suppress the urge to shut them up…by less than civil methods.
He stood on the left corner of the ring and I stood by his side still looking over my weapon and trying to ignore the annoying women. The heartless that we had to fight lined up on the other side of the ring, in a really strange formation. Not too bad, a few red nocturnes (large ones I might as well add) and a few of those shadowy things. I don't what reason Axel had for winning this tournament, but if I beat these guys I could help Sora. That was enough to get me to ignore the protest of my sour muscles and charge towards the closest red nocturne. From the corner of my eye I could Axel do the same.
"Don't get yourself killed, brat. We got a long way to go." He shouted to me as he launched one of his shurikens towards the shadow that was getting dangerously close for comfort. I jumped over the feeble attack that the red requiem send my way, dodging out of the ring of fire balls that were trying to surround me. I whirled around, hurling my new shuriken at the heartless and smirked as it cut straight through and went flying back to me.
"I'm more worried about you." I said in a high pitched voice with mock-concern. I could see him roll his eyes at that and jump out of his own cage of fire that the nocturne released upon him. He turned around and concentrated on the two shurikens that he folded neatly in front of himself before casting a powerful fire attack. My attention was drawn away when I saw a black moving spot under my feet that materialized into a 3D shadow. I jumped away taking one of the throwing start from my belt and throwing it dead center towards its torso. The star went through it and on its way back to me hit another shadow that was unfortunate enough to pop out of the ground at the wrong time.
I smirked as I saw the last of the red nocturnes facing away from me. Before I could anything however, Axel's shuriken sliced through it on the other side and flew straight towards me. My reeling senses made me throw myself on the ground, covering my head. I could feel the shuriken wiz past me forward and back, returning to the idiotic owner. I jumped on my feet with a growl.
"What were you trying to do, kill me?" I shouted at him with a wave of my first for emphasis.
"That sounds very enticing…why didn't I think of that?" he shot back casually as he caught the red rimed weapon with relative ease.
"Because you are a dumbass." I mumbled back. I scowled, but decided to not pursue the subject as another formation of heartless appeared in front of us with a bell ringing in the background…second round.
This one would be harder; I could already tell. Axel and I regrouped in the middle of the ring where we could see two Big Bodies and a few shadows moving about opposite of us. I hated the Big Bodies the whole thing with having to get behind them was so obnoxious. The women that were still cheering for Axel didn't help my agitation. There was really no use standing around however, so I jumped straight into battle. Unfortunately for the me, the Big Body that turned away from us turned back rather suddenly whipping his gigantic arm over my cheek, sending me flying back a few feet.
I was expecting a rather nasty fall, but instead I landed on something very soft. I was pretty sure whatever it was only served as a cushion because I definitely heard the thud of 'us' hitting the ground. I opened the eyes that I had no idea I closed and what else should I see, but the black cloth-covered chess of the one and only.
"Brat, you weigh a ton. What the hell?" he said grumpily as he picked the both of us up steadying me on my feet. I think I mumbled a thanks because the next thing I knew he was running his hands through his hair with a smirk set firmly on his face. I rolled my eyes, but before I could comment a shadow popped in between us and I jumped aside throwing my shuriken at it, as Axel made for the Big Body that injured me earlier.
I rubbed my cheek affectionately as I had do dodge yet another attack from one of the shadow. It really hurt, and I could bet I'd have a shiner under my eye not too long after this battle was over.
We got past this round and three more without much difficultly or anything exciting happening. I got two cuts across my legs and a burned arm. That definitely wasn't fun, but not too bad. Axel seemed to have escaped with fewer injuries. He had a nasty cut down his cheek and took a bad hit to the abdomen, but he was fine. To my tremendous chagrin (literally and metaphorically speaking) the women that have been annoying me since the start of the tournament had the most fake-worried expressions of their faces and their stupid gasps were getting on my nerves. Axel failed to notice them, however.
So far so good, but here's the problem. Next round is Hades. I was not in any shape to fight to begin with, now I was mush. Thank god my right arm was fine (otherwise known as my throwing arm) because if it wasn't Axel would really be on his own. I have to grudgingly admit, however, the guy might just have a shot. I, for some odd ball reason, think that he is actually quite good…Alright, so the reason isn't so odd ball, he is…but I'd be damned if I told him that or even said it out loud. Which reminds me: whoever tells him will die. Ok now that we got that straight, on with the story.
Hades was next and I was seriously contemplating the color of my coffin. Would I want it black or green? Nah, black is more officially. Definitely black…shit was the hell am I thinking? Snap out of it Yuffie, you are NOT going to die! I could see the dark form enter the ring from the dim of the shadow at the edge. He definitely wasn't one of those fighters that looked intimidating, but Sora told me about fighting him once. Mostly I was nervous because of that description. Sometimes listening to Sora too much doesn't pay off. I've experienced that on myself quite the amount of times and still didn't learn the lesson.
The bell rang in the background; it sounded so distant to me. I looked at Axel, he didn't seem to be too worried, but I definitely noticed the crease on his forehead. He stood up from his defensive and smiled casually at the blue-clad god standing opposite us. I raised an eyebrow at the action. Jeeze, maybe he was crazy.
"Hi-ho blueie." He said while mock-saluting the god. I wanted to dig a hole and burry myself there, right on the spot. What the hell was he doing?
"Heeey, how ya doin runt?" was the reply from Hades, who didn't even try getting into any sort of fighting stance as of yet. Now I was simply amused. What the hell was the meaning of this? "I was thinking…you know how you'll die to day…" I contract appeared in his outstretched left hand and he presented it to us in an exaggerated motion. "wanna sell you're soul to me by any chance?" he finished off, and my amusement faded rather suddenly. This was the usual quite before the storm.
"Nah, that would mean I'll be stuck with you for all eternity. Now how much fun is that?" Axel drawled sarcastically. Hades gave him an evil grin.
"Lots." The god answered, shrugging his shoulders. "Plus, I promise to be…nice?" I don't know what anyone else heard, but to me that 'nice' was a question rather than a statement.
"Really, no hard feeling hon, but I'd chew my own arm off." At the implication of a turn in his orientation Hades' fire on top of his blew up into angry sparks of red. This was not good, so not good. Axel didn't seem to mind however, he crossed his arms over his chest and looked even more casual if that was possible. I heard a scream in front of me before a flurry of flames met in the middle of the ring. Why me?
I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry for the cliffhanger. I need a lot to describe the fight. I will get it up as soon as possible, cause I know how annoying cliffhangers could be. Thanks R&R!
