Except for the shoulder wound, Izo had been fine. When Nanashi went to him in the healers tent along with Hiei and Hikari. Hayate loomed there with them as Yukina healed him up.
At the sight of Hayate there, with dyed black hair, Nanashi felt the temptation to slap him rise up within her because of how he fought with Izo.
She tried not to let it be read on her face when she stepped over to him. "Hayate," she breathed. She reached her hand up and struck him as hard as she dared across his face.
Hiei came up behind her, pulling her from him. "Desist," he ordered her. "We're allies, remember?"
To Hayate's credit, he hardly reacted. Part of her thought he might have let her do it. "Nice to see you again, too. A shame that you have yet to visit us in the clan," he said coolly. "And what are you so pissed about? I hardly touched him," he nodded over to Izo. "Hardly injured," he smirked with half his smile. "He wanted to be treated like an equal contender, so I treated him that way."
Hikari, who had been standing there at the entrance to the tent stared up at Hayate blankly. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
Hayate turned his crooked smirk over to her. "You don't remember me?" he teased down at her. "Your brother did."
Hikari turned away from him, stepping over to where Izo sat, completely healed, next to Yukina. "What do you care?" she sassed, not really sure what else to say.
Izo put a hand on her forearm, subtly drawing her attention over to him. "He's the friend of father's I told you about. The hawk clan's leader. Hayate. Mother tolerates him because of father being his distant cousin."
She frowned at him. "But you said he was blonde," she commented. Nanashi did not like the way Hayate was looking at Hikari very much.
"It's dyed," Hiei called over to her. To Hayate he asked, "shouldn't you rest up? Your next match is against me."
"It is? You sound as if you already won against Yomi," Hayate responded. "An opponent killer. Did you see the match earlier where he impaled his opponent with his own arrow in the chest? A bit much. Wholly unnecessary. All you have to do is make sure your opponent can't stand for ten seconds rather than never again."
"Hn," Hiei grunted. "It's me you'll be fighting, not Yomi. So don't worry about him running you through with your sword." He sounded wholly confident that he could defeat Yomi without a doubt.
Silently, Nanashi thought to herself that she was not too sure.