Two weeks had gone by without Kuwabara and Urameshi getting in a fight. This was partly because Kuwabara didn't want to get in trouble with his parent and teacher again, and partly because he'd gotten busy with some new friends all of which had made his humiliation at Urameshi's hands seem much less important.
Kuwabara and Okubo were trying to see who could cross the monkey bars the fastest when Sawamura ran up. "Hey, there's going to be a big race over by the sandbox! All the guys are running!"
Kuwabara dropped down to the ground, excited at the thought of a challenge. "Cool! Let's join it; I'll win for sure."
They dashed over to the sandbox, and Kuwabara was equal parts pleased and annoyed to see Urameshi standing in line for the race. Kuwabara marched over to the smaller boy.
"You'd better give up now, Urameshi! I'm definitely going to beat you," Kuwabara declared.
Urameshi just grinned. "Right, like you beat me before."
Kuwabara bristled, the full weight of his humiliation returning. "This time'll be different!"
"Everybody line up!" an older boy yelled. As everyone got in line, he continued, "You're running to the fence and back! No pushing allowed! On your mark…Get set…Go!"
Kuwabara took off like a rocket, sprinting ahead of everyone. In no time at all, he touched the fenced and started racing back the sandbox. He grinned widely; he was going to win!
Then the unthinkable happened; Kuwabara tripped and fell face first into the ground. He worked hard not to cry as he sat up, one hand over his bloody nose.
Urameshi smirked at him from the sandbox. "Better luck next time, Kuwabara."
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