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Chapter 17: GMG at nights?

"What's wrong Jellal?"

The bandana covered man shook his head at the red head, "It is really strange. It's been two days and even after I did some sniffing around, I can't sense that magic power."

Erza crossed her arms. "You can't sense that magic power?"

"That's right," Jellal nodded staring at her, "The magic power we felt every year which was similar to Zeref, we still haven't sensed it... at least not yet."

"What does it mean?"

Jellal looked around the street they stood at, "I can think of many possibilities. If it is from a person, maybe they still haven't arrived to the capital yet." He paused. "Or, maybe they are in Crockus and are not using their power."

Erza nodded taking in the information before imploring about another possibility, "Or, they could be a contestant and haven't participated yet."

"If that magic is from a device or a location, perhaps the device isn't in operation." Jellal folded his arms shifting his stance a bit. "Or, there could be some sort of filler that screens the magic from leaking out."

"I could ask Sasuke to look into this," Erza said thinking on the matter.

Jellal looked at the red head, before nodding slowly, "It would be much appreciated if he could assist us. But, it seems he is already involved in something and has his hands full at the moment."

Erza realized something when he told her, "So, that's why he disappeared after yesterday." She mused as Sasuke wasn't intentionally ignoring her like she thought.

Jellal hesitated a bit before he asked her a question, "So, how are things between you and Sasuke?"

Erza blinked, before the images of yesterday night made their way into her brain. A small smile took on her face, "We decided it would be best not to be involved in that kind of relation at the moment. We thought to give it a try after the grand magic games though." She said as her cheeks flushed slightly.

Jellal nodded, "That's good to hear." He was fine as long as Erza was happy with Sasuke and he doesn't do anything to hurt her. He was about to turn around to leave when Erza continued,

"I think Sasuke was jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?" Jellal turned around and looked at her. He raised an eyebrow before realization struck him on remembering Ultear's words. "Oh, I see. So, he witnessed our almost kiss, huh?"

"I guess so." Erza chuckled a bit. "I was emotionally overwhelmed and happy to see you again at that time. If you hadn't stopped, it could have happened." She added as she stared curiously at Jellal to grasp his reactions.

Jellal stood straight with a small smile, "I told you I have a fiancee. Of course, I couldn't better yet I wouldn't."

"Yeah, and I am glad that it didn't. Jealous Uchiha are really hard to deal with," Erza's chuckled before her laugh lowered a bit. "Anyway, don't do anything reckless to stand out."

Jellal wore his bandana cap, "Ultear has already been reminding me about it. I will be just checking on tomorrow's organizers and the underworld's bouts that has been going on for a while."

As he made his way away from her, Erza muttered in a low voice as she grew a bit worried for her old friend, "And, please don't do anything reckless to get killed."

Jellal turned back and nodded, "Roger." And headed out.

Erza stared at his retreating end before heading out in the opposite direction too.

..

"Hey, Sting. You are still upset, aren't you?"

"I am not."

"You are."

"I am not!" Sting yelled back. "I just need to blow off some steam. That is all."

The reddish-brown exceed felt his eyes water and sniffed, "You are now mad at me, aren't you? You never yell at me."

Sting's eyes widened a bit realizing that he just vented out his frustration on his best bud and immediately got down to the exceed's level, "I am so sorry, Lector. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

"It's okay. I can understand your reasons for being angry," Lector wiped the tears away. "Even I am upset with Master's decision to strip and dishonor Yukino just because she lost a match. I thought he would give her a free pass just like he did with Rufus."

Sting stood up and proceeded to walk, "She was weak. That is all. And, Rufus lost to an Uchiha. Even master knows to be reasonable." Lector opened his mouth to say something, but stopped as they had reached a shady entrance in the out skirts of the capital in the meantime. A huge boxer met them at the entrance.

"Sting! Been a while." The guard smiled at the blonde.

Sting returned the greeting, "It's been a while, Bob." He shook his hand before looking inside. "Need to blow some steam. Got anyone worth fighting today?"

The boxer puffed his chest, "Actually, we do. He is unbeaten so far with twenty matches and still going strong."

"That's great news." Sting proceeded to walk inside as Lector followed him.

The boxer looked back, "Be careful, Sting. This one looks a lot stronger than you, not that I doubt your abilities or anything."

Sting stopped walking and raised his eyebrow, "You sure seem to overrate him a lot, Bob. You do realize that my record here is one of the very best."

"I know that." Bob said. "But, this brat looks tough. The kind of toughness that is rare to see... you know just like the brat that beat your team-mate. What was his name again?"

"Sasuke." Sting answered with some disdain as a serious expression donned on his face. "Just as strong as him, you say. I'll be the judge of that." Sting walked inside ending his exchange with the guard. A huge crowd was seen around a caged ring. Many bar girls dressed in bunny and cat costumes were taking drinks to the people among the crowd.

Many criminals, wealthy businessman and shady looking people were present there along with many wizards from dark guilds. You could say, most of the underworld realm gathers here during the games. They bet on the actual matches during the day, and place their bets here in the night. A place truly fitting for scoundrels. What purpose did they have here?

"Sting, I hate this place. The last time I came here, somebody tried to buy me." Lector latched onto Sting's pant.

"As long as you stay by me, nothing will happen to you."

They pushed past the crowd, and just as they reached the front line the sight of a body clashing very hard against the steel cage greeted them. Just as the body dragged down along the cage and slid down onto the concrete floor, they looked back at the attacker.

The attacker was wearing a gray cloak up to his knees, his mask was seen clearly under the lights that were only shining on the cage at the moment. The mask looked like it was based off an animal and the hood was perfectly covered over his ears to prevent people from even guessing his hair color.

The Referee went inside the cage and checked the pulse of the fallen guy. He then showed an X sign with his hands as the crowd erupted into cheers. He then announced, "Mr. Awesome has won again. That makes it twenty two straight victories in a row."

A few suitcases filled with cash were exchanged among the audience as Sting laughed, "Mr. Awesome?! What kind of a lame name is that?!"

"I think it's awesome, Sting."

Sting burst into laughter at the pun Lector unintentionally made. Lector's eyes were filled with stars as he ignored Sting's laughter. "And that costume looks so cool~."

Sting wiped off a tear holding onto his stomach, "Yeah, right."

As few bouncers went in and dragged the fallen guy outside, the referee went in again. "Is anyone else up for the challenge?" He shouted as the crowd fell silent waiting for their next match. The referee looked around, "I repeat the rewards since the streak has reached twenty two matches. The challenger, if he is able to break this guy's streak will be rewarded 10 million jewels whereas this guy receives a million jewels for each match won."

"Seems pretty costly here." Lector whispered to Sting.

Sting simply smirked, "Of course. Most of the wealthiest and crookest are here at the moment. While, the contestants may deal in millions, they get tens of folds of that amount should they win. That is how high the stakes are here. They even do not care if the contestants are from dark guilds, or he is an ex-con or a mass murderer. They just care if he is strong and if he is worthy for their bets to be placed on."

Lector simply looked amazed, "I never knew you had such kind of knowledge. Wow, you really have a brain."

"What do you take me for!?" Sting's vein popped. He crossed his arms as he huffed, "Besides, look at that steel like cage. It is made of material supposed to negate any kind of magic. Very costly in the world. Makes sense to build the cage with it since contestants tend to go all out."

"Is no one up for the challenge?" The referee looked around as Sting raised his arm. "Oh, we have a new challenger. Will he finally able to beat Mr. Awesome or will he be added as another one of Mr. Awesome's spoils?"

Sting entered into the cage leaving Lector behind the ref. People gasped as they instantly recognized Sting. The ref looked excited, "Looks like we have a real match at our hand, Ladies and Gentlemen. No introductions needed- it's Sting from Sabertooth, the former champion."

Sting smirked as the Referee continued, "On the other side, the man who still hasn't even broken a sweat even after twenty two matches, Mr. Awesome! Now, gents and ladies, place your bets!"

As the crowd seemed busy with murmurings and their bets, Sting went to have a chat with 'Mr. Awesome'. He had to rile things up a bit for it to be interesting.

"That name is ridiculous, isn't it Mr. Awesome?"

The masked man seemed to grin at this, "So does Sting. Is something stinging my back because people are becoming jealous of my awesomeness... Oh, yeah. It is because of you, ain't it, Sting-kun?"

Sting seemed ticked off by this, but masked his anger well, "We'll see if you can continue mocking after I am done with you."

"You can't even put a scratch my mask."

Sting raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and why do you think I can't?"

"Because I am awesome. Can't you see that it's in my name?" The masked man crossed his arms. He titled his head as Sting face-vaulted. "Are you an idiot for not even able to figure it out?"

Sting now shook with anger, "Just start the match already, Ref!" He nearly growled as he took a battle stance.

The masked guy also took a stance as the referee got off the cage and locked the door. He then raised his hand and spoke in the mike, "Begin!"

..

As Erza walked in the streets which were deserted again, she looked at the sky, "Another late night, huh? I wonder if the dinner party's already finished."

"Oi, feeln spiffy yet?"

Erza halted as she recognized the phrase instantly. It was from one of her friends from the tower of heaven. She looked around with a sense of nostalgia and warmth in her chest, as she spotted the hooded girl from the Marmaid Heel along with a guy whose back was faced towards her. The cat looking girl waved at her, "Long time no see, Er-chan!"

A smile formed on Erza's lips as her face beamed, "Millianna!"

Millianna jumped from her location and wrapped her arms around Erza's neck causing her spin. "Er-chan!"

"Millianna!" Erza smiled, stopping the spin and breaking the hug, "So, you joined a guild!"

The neko girl nodded, "Yep, Marmaid Heel."

Erza interlocked her fingers with Millianna's, "Are Sho and Wally in the same guild?"

Millianna smiled, "What are you talking about? Marmaid Heel is a woman only guild!"

"I see."

"Those two are still travelling. I hear from them once in a while." The neko informed her.

"I see." Erza nodded before hugging Millianna again. Tears of joy formed in her eyes, pride filling in her chest on seeing that her friend whom she considered as her sister had grown up a lot in these years. At least she moved forward these seven years while she couldn't. Her eyes glinted with contentment as she whispered, "It is really great to see you again, Millianna."

"Me, too."

"Excuse me!" Some coughing interrupted them as the guy who previously stood beside Millianna jumped near them, "Ahem, darling. I would appreciate if you could introduce me to your beautiful friend."

The guy got down on his knee as he brought the hood down over his head revealing his spiky black hair and his pale skin. "Rare to meet a redhead so far out here. Am I lucky, or what?" he spoke keeping his head bowed down in an elegant manner. Then he took Erza's hand in his hand before she could react.

Millianna looked at Erza introducing the play boy, "Er-chan! This is Kawaguchi. He is a great guy even though I only met him an hour ago."

"You flatter me, darling." He spoke as he raised his head to have a good look at Erza's face. "Kawaguchi at your ser-service?" He froze at the familiarity.

He looked pale and started sweating for some reason. Erza also held a mild surprised expression as she got a good look at his face. "Sasuke?"

"I am not that jerk!" The guy yelled almost instinctively as Erza blinked and reeled back. It was true, this wasn't Sasuke but a loud mouth and a play boy like Loke. Still, there were some similarities. He had jet black eyes, hair and pale flawless skin just like him.

And, anyway why would Sasuke go flirting when he is looking into something. It is not possible, right?... wait! Jellal said Sasuke was looking into something and had his hands full at the moment. Was he seeing woman in his free time when he always disappeared? It was not plausible. Sasuke wasn't that kind of guy.

Kawaguchi immediately got on his knees and bent his head as his entire form was shaking just like a child who has been caught cheating by the invigilator. His skin had gone complete white, "T-This isn't w-what you think it is! I-I do not know her!" The guy bowed pointing his shaking finger at Millianna.

"Hey!"

"I really do not know her, honey!"

What? The confusion on Erza's face only grew as she raised her eyebrow, "Honey?"

Kawaguchi raised his head and looked equally confused, "...huh?"

Some silence stretched what seemed like an eternity as Erza cleared her throat on realization dawning her, "I think you got the wrong person. My name is Erza Scarlet, a mage of Fairy Tail."

The guy blinked before getting back on his feet. He bowed down, "I am really sorry for the confusion. I thought for a moment that you were my wife. I am really sorry!"

Again, what? Erza and Millianna stared at him dumbfounded. They looked at each other before looking back at him. Millianna opened her mouth, "You are married?"

Kawaguchi froze again, "...uhhh."

They all were in a still position before Kawaguchi muttered an apology and quickly bolted. He took to his heels and fled from there on realizing that his folly had been found out, rather he gave himself out. Erza and Millianna were still shocked that they didn't recover from what had just happened.

And, they didn't notice another figure landing beside them either right after that. The black cloak caught her attention as Erza turned her head and gaped at the newly arrived one, "Sasuke? What are you doing here?"

A squealing interrupted Sasuke before he could answer. It was from the cat girl, "Oh, you are the Sasuke Uchiha! I saw your match on the first day!" Millianna beamed at the raven haired teen forgetting about Kawaguchi in an instant. To be honest, she had met that guy only an hour ago. Sasuke here was a different case. "You were so cool!"

Sasuke raised his eyebrow trying to figure out who this girl was and what was her relation to Erza, "And you are?"

"Oh," Millianna realized her mistake before offering her hand, "My name is Millianna. I am a friend of Er-chan since we were children. Pleasure to meet you."

Sasuke glanced at Erza as she nodded. Then he gave a silent sigh and shook Millianna's hand, "I am Sasuke."

"I know!"

Sasuke didn't know what to say to that so he just turned, "Anyway, Erza. No time to explain. We need to follow that guy." He said as Erza and Millianna blinked at him. Without any warning, he caught her hand in his and started sprinting in the direction the guy ran causing her to stumble.

Erza blushed as she stumbled, "W-Wait!"

Sasuke stopped as Erza went off balance due to the sudden jerk caused by him. As she regained her balance, he looked in the direction Kawaguchi ran and muttered under his breath, "That guy must have sensed that I was watching him. Cheeky bastard."

"You were watching this whole time?" Erza asked, her blush still intact as her hand still lay in his. The last time they held hands was when a meteorite threatened to level Konoha. That was a completely different scenario, but Sasuke's face still remained passive just like then much to Erza's disappointment.

Millianna watched the entire episode in shock as her friend Erza was blushing just because a guy held her hand. And, what made it more interesting was because it was the Last Uchiha responsible for her flushed cheeks. Sasuke looked at her and then in the direction the pervert went, "He sure is fast for an idiot."

He released his hold on Erza and scooped her under his arms before she could protest. Her blush intensified, "W-Why are you carrying me now?"

"That guy is fast. With our current speed we are bound to lose him." Sasuke answered her before nodding at Millianna. "We will be going. See you."

Before Erza could protest again, or wave a good bye to Millianna, he jumped onto a roof top with her. Channeling chakra to his feet, he leaped from building to building. Erza seemed mad and was pouting because Sasuke was practically abducting her without giving any reason and why were they following Kawaguchi of all people. Sure, she would love to teach that guy a lesson for flirting with her friend, but she was in a no hurry. She would be sure to capture him later, and punish him as painfully as possible.

At least there were few quirks for chasing him now. She was pretty sure a dumb smile was on her face no matter how much she tried to hide it and could feel her heart pounding against her chest at the close proximity. As the moonlight shone, she looked at Sasuke's face which still looked passive. She pouted as she leaned further into his chest to adjust her position better, but was surprised when she felt Sasuke falter in his step a bit before quickly recovering. That was when she noticed the slight hue on his cheek in the moonlight. It was almost invisible under the light.

As he jumped off another top, "I am sorry for not explaining anything and taking you away from your friend." he said as he looked at her startled face and smirked. "But, I don't think you mind it too much."

"H-Hey!"

"Anyway, I have reasons to believe he is related to Wendy's sickness." Sasuke told as shock became visible on Erza's face. "He is wearing the same cloak as the guy that handed the assailants their mission. You know the ones Natsu and I captured." He informed her. "His cloak has that exact same mark, the dragon insignia filled with red and white colors. It could be him, or one of his colleagues. I don't know."

She clutched onto his black top as Sasuke increased his pace, "Colleagues?"

"That's what we are about to find out." Sasuke said stepping onto a water tank. "I have been following him since the day was finished, and have information so far that he planned to meet his comrades near the place where the underworld bouts are held."

Erza recognized the underworld bouts from her earlier talk with Jellal, "I heard about it before. So, it really is present in Crockus."

"Yeah," Sasuke leaped onto another rooftop. "And, this is where you come in. I need you to go in and look for him while I keep watch on the entrance. I will be looking for his comrades."

"Why can't you search for him yourself?" Erza asked, as it seemed like a better idea for Sasuke to search for him.

"For some reason, he is able to sense me easily even if I use transformation jutsu," Sasuke said adjusting his hold on Erza a bit as she blushed and clutched his vest, "And, again for some reason he let his guard around you. He won't be suspicious of you."

They stopped as they reached near the edge of the city. He let Erza down as she adjusted her balance. Then, she looked at the gate with a slightly worried expression on her face. This guy she was supposed to spy was able to slip past Sasuke's watchful gaze. Need to be pretty good to do this, right? "Do you really think that I can-"

"Trust me, Erza." Sasuke gave a reassuring nod. "This is why I brought you with me. You are strong and are capable of handling even if something pops up. And, if things were to get serious or he tries anything funny, I will be beside you in an instant."

Her worries were lifted as she returned the nod with a smile. She then narrowed her eyes at the entrance where a boxer stood blocking few people from going in. She observed that few ladies were allowed to go in without any checking probably because they were bar girls. They were wearing bunny and cat costumes, "I can get in, easy."

"Hn," Sasuke nodded. "Be careful."

"I will."

Sasuke was so immersed in watching the entrance that for a moment, that he didn't notice Erza's requip beside him. When he turned back to look at her, he was taken back for an instant at the dress she wore and how beautiful she looked in it... well erotic to speak in a way.

Erza requipped into a white cat costume with white cat ears and paws and a tail. As she stood and adjusted her hair bangs, she looked at Sasuke to see him staring at an expression she never thought was possible on his face. Her lips twitched up.

"What?" She smirked when Sasuke immediately averted his eyes. "What's wrong? Am I looking so bad in it?" She asked with an innocent expression as she raised a hand to her head and gave a small twirl.

Sasuke mentally cursed himself as he looked to his front. He reorganised his composure and looked at the guarded entranc. "...You look alright, I guess." He added as she rolled her eyes.

"Fine." She groaned a bit before landing on the ground carefully. She then showed him a thumbs up sign as he nodded in confirmation. Saying so, she walked to the front entrance.

Getting in was pretty easy for her as she mixed herself into the new set of bar girls that were to go in. Once she went in, Sasuke pushed back the worries that started building inside him regarding her safety. He knew he was being paranoid worrying for her, when he knows that she was one of the strongest here and people would think twice before challenging her.

Still, concerning who she was spying this time, he was a bit worried. Shaking his head to clear his negative thoughts, he took a deep breath in and focused on the task at hand.

..

Sabertooth was the strongest guild at the moment. A guild cannot claim to be strongest without having equally strong members. A guild with weak members could never become strong enough with Blue Pegasus and Lamia Scale in the race for the title of the strongest guild granted Fairy Tail was not there.

She knew that change was the addition of five strong member and she knew four of them. She certainly recognizes the blonde dragon slayer of Sabertooth guild with the same cocky attitude as their own blonde dragon slayer. What she hadn't expected was seeing him in a place like this which was surrounded by old filthy men and perverted scum.

And, certainly was not seeing him being pushed back with ease. What kind of an opponent was he facing?

Erza pushed past the girls to get a good glance at the enigma who was doing the miracle. As soon as she got a view, she was in a shell shock. Not because she recognized the man through his tight outfit. And, certainly not because of his moves and skills.

But, because of his costume. That guy was wearing an animal mask. Which could mean only one thing.

What the heck was an Anbu black ops doing here? And, more so when Sasuke was in the same town.

Does Sasuke know about this? He couldn't have, as otherwise he wouldn't have sent her in. That means that the Anbu in front of her may or may not be an Ally of Konoha. Her head began to ache at the new complications. Things were getting messier, so she decided to retreat to watching this bout, temporarily giving up her search on Kawaguchi.

The fight had reached its climax. A bunch of debris surrounded him as Sting lay panting. He raised his right fist, it being coated in a white aura. Dashing forward, he punched the guy as he turned into dust… again.

What kind of a weird magic is that?! Sting looked around for his opponent who had disappeared again for the nth time. As soon as he turned to look at behind him, he had been yet again punched in the face, a bunch of smoke enveloping around the masked man as he revealed himself. The masked guy got into a battle stance again as Sting rolled on the floor due to the punch.

Wiping the bruise of his chin, Sting glared at Mr. Awesome. It has to be a kind of smoke magic. I am sure of it!

"Ne, Sting-kun. I think the match has been drawn out for quite some time." The masked man began as Sting got into a defensive stance. "I should give you credit though. You lasted longer than my previous opponents, you know. As a common courtesy, I won't fool around anymore. It's about time we finished it."

Sting looked warily as the masked guy held his right fist upwards. It started glowing in a bright yellow which was seen clearly despite the bandages wrapped around his fist. It began with a faint light at first, but with one single crack of his wrist, the power escalated. The power if he were to describe was unlike any he had ever seen. It felt oddly warm despite the dangerous pressure it was emitting.

He also began coating his right fist with the remaining amount of magic he had left for the day.

I'll put the remaining amount of magic power into this dragon fist. He used all the power he was willing to spare for the day seeing as the games still had to be played tomorrow. He did not want to spend all his energy and earn the wrath of his master the next day for the usage of all of his energy. To be honest, it was fine as long as he wins in the games and he was sure he was not going to lose anytime soon... well, now could be a different case.

"This will be the final clash," Sting spoke showing his fist at masked dude as the dude nodded.

As soon as he spoke the words, both the contenders immediately rushed towards each other and their punch met in mid-way sending a shock wave across the entire area. A gush of wind erupted from the clash pushing back the spectators and causing them to wobble in their positions.

Gold met White as the colors tried to push each other back in dominance. But, the struggle lasted for only two seconds as the golden aura dominated his white dragon slayer magic. With one final spurt from the masked man, Sting was thrown back with a lot of force.

He groaned in pain as his form slid along the cage, and fell down all battered and bruised. He panted heavily, struggling to maintain his conscious. The light died down in the meantime, but Erza saw it all.

W-what kind of brute force is that? Sweat dripped of her skin, as Sting was escorted to outside the cage where an exceed was waiting for him. She contemplated in her thoughts as the masked man raised his fists upon the referee announcing his win.

"W-Woah!" Even the referee was surprised by the result. "Mr. Awesome has done it again! This is his twenty third victory straight victory, this time against a member of the strongest guild." Cash was exchanged as Erza became disgusted with how things were going on. Corruption in plain sight. She was barely controlling herself, constantly reminding herself that she was here on a mission. The referee continued in the meantime, "Is there really no one capable of defeating Mr. Awesome?"

Erza looked back at the masked man who went back to his side of the cage. Well, there was a way to temporarily stop the exchange of money that was going on. She could try to cut down their current source of amusement, the Masked man. That guy was strong, and she was not sure if she would win if she fought him. It would certainly put a dent into her mission, but she could not bear it any longer. The scums and the scenery reminded her too much of tower of Heaven and the Coliseum.

She narrowed her eyes at the masked man who held his hands on the back of his head, looking ignorant of what was going on around him. This seemed to boil Erza's blood even further. "I am sorry, Sasuke."

"Is there no one who is ready to challenge Mr. Awesome here?!" The ref asked desperately looking for a challenger. All the people who were ready to challenge the masked guy withdrew after his display against Sting. Erza looked around at the with drawn challengers who had their head bowed down. A Bunch of cowards.

She then turned back to the cage.

"Is there really no one? Can you people allow him to leave with twenty three million jewels plus another fifty million for being the last man standing today?!" The referee was practically begging.

Erza reconsidered her decision for a moment. Seeing that despicable look on the ref's face was satisfying in a way. But, there was a bigger picture here. She set aside the tray of drinks she was carrying around and raised her hand. The ref's eyes lit up.

"Finally a challenger!"

Erza frowned. It was because the ref's eyes were lit up because another hand bet her to it. Bringing her hand down as disappointment settled on her face, she decided it was time she found that Kawaguchi. Just as she was about to leave, her head snapped back towards the fighting ring on the announcement.

"Our current reigning champion could no longer sit silently and has decided that it was time to take matters into his own hands." The referee announced with such enthusiasm that it was easy mistaking him for a puppy squealing over a long lost bone. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Kawaguchi!"

Her jaw hung down as the Kawaguchi entered the ring in slow strides with a serious look on his face. She did not think that the play boy was capable of such a stern expression. Forget about spying on him for intel, she could provide a lot more than that from her current standing, "Well, I'll be damned." Sasuke was going to be a lot pleased.

..

Meanwhile,

As the fight between Sting and the masked man went on, Sasuke sat in the cold winds perched onto a ledge like a hawk, his red eyes scanning the entire area. Even the tiniest details did not miss his eyes as his head scanned the entire vicinity near the entrance. His extreme sensitive hearing picked up a thud voice, as his head snapped in the opposite direction towards an alley.

Two figures pulled back, and leaned against the wall so hard that you could mistake them for a poster. Both figures were covered in the exact same cloak as Kawaguchi. One figure here was shorter, his height was about the same as Wendy or Romeo. The other was a medium height thin figure with the dragon signia on the left of her shoulder.

"Do you think he spotted us?" The first person whispered.

"Baka!" The female of the two hushed him. "Why did you have to topple that box?" She reprimanded him, for kicking a box responsible for the thud sound.

The first guy blinked, "Well, I am sorry. I didn't know a cat was going to pounce on me."

"You got scared of cats is what happened," The female spoke rolling her eyes at the midget. "Seriously, who gets scared of cats?"

"That cat was black as the pits of hell and its eyes was scary, mind you." He argued in low voice, his face still firmly against the wall as well was the female's. They stared into each other's face, their faces clearly uncomfortable due to their prolonged strained position. "Cats are scary."

"No, they aren't."

The female agreed with the voice, "Yeah, they aren't. That's what I have been trying to tell you."

"I did not agree with you," The boy said looking confused.

The girl blinked too, looking equally baffled, "Well, then. Who did?"

Realizing that there was someone else besides them, they both turned around very slowly, their body creaked as their joints seemed to rust and shock plastered on their faces. They heads creaked slowly as their eyes met with the same gleaming red eyes that were scanning the area. The black cloaked figure stood with a monotone look on his face, his eyes narrowed at them.

A cold breeze hit their dry faces, causing them to shiver as Sasuke spoke first, "What is your relation to Kawaguchi?"

And cut.

Before you ask, no. The masked man isn't an OC. Cheers if you can guess his identity. The fight between him and Sting might be confusing for you, but once his identity is known, it will make sense.

A personal landmark for me. I have finished typing 100k words for a fic at last.

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