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Fear had somehow frozen my bones stiff as I stared into the Mister Blondie's eyes. I held up the wooded katana sword and pointed it at him. My face held no emotion but my eyes burnned with determination.

"Now, now no need to act rash..." said with a smile. He took a step forward and flip his hair out of the way, "but if you insist."

The man then pulled out a feather and held it in-between his index and middle finger. My face was in shock as the white feather started to glow and change into a wooden katana as well. Silence consumed the gym as I starred; how could that happen!

"How'd you do that? Unbelievable!" I blinked away my surprise and cleared my throat, rebuilding my composure, "I mean, I won't let you defeat me. I will not go down without a fight so bring it on Blondie." I lunged at him and the small space between us grew smaller and smaller.

"Let the game begin," he said as our blades soon clashed together rather roughly. I swung left, and he blocked. I swung right and he blocked again. I went for a downward strike only for him to hold his katana in both hands and block that swing too. I tried to push on to his sword but he wouldn't budge an inch.

"My, my you're terrible ..." he said as he easily pushed off and sent me back.

"Shut up, I'm learning" I countered and charged at him.

He swung the katana and just barley missing my head; but just as I resumed my offense position I charged at him only to miss, spinning around and quickly blocked his attack from hitting my side. It looked like this would take a good long while. Soon the fight continued in a dance sort of way- dodging each other, attacking then evading again but to no luck we were equal fighters. Sweat started to drip down my forhead and blind my vision. Because of this, I was easily overpowered and pinned to the wood polished floor with the katana at my throat. He held the sword in one hand and grabbed mine and threw it with the other. I tried to swing a few punches at Mister Blondie but then he grabbed both of my wrist and pinned them above my head.

"What the Fucking Hell! Get off me!"

I struggled to get free but no use; he had me pinned by my ankles and my wrist- I was truely helpless.

"You're a first, usually I'd kill my prey in less then a minute but you actually lasted longer. Any thing you would like to say before I end your life here?"

The man then pushed lightly on the katana to show that he had the upper hand and that I had to escape, I couldn't lose not now and I had a mission to finish and a life to live.

"Who are you?"

He just smirked probably thinking that was a pointless question but decided to answer it anyway. His face came lower and leveled with my ear as he whispered,

"The name's Krad Hikari. Now I'll see you in hell."

Just as Krad was about to push harder on my neck something had stopped him.

Krad's eyes grew wide at what just happened to him-

: Krad's POV:

I couldn't believe what she's doing!

There I was pinning Brown and I had my sword to her throat but she freed a hand from my grasp and yanked on my hair from my causing me to fall forward onto her lips. I was caught off gaurd by this sudden act that my mind went blank. So I did the only thing that registered in my head which was to return the kiss. The pressure of the katana lessened on her throat and I felt her kiss me back, her head even tilted up to meet me more. Suddenly, our surprise kiss came to an end when I felt something wet and warm exit my body. Blood-my blood.

It seems she had a dagger.

: My POV:

There had to be a way to distract him. Something, anything! I didn't want to die right now, it wasn't my time! The sudden need to cry was building within me but I would not let such tears fall. I looked Krad in the eyes and tried to calm myself. If I could not beat him with strength, then maybe there was a way for me to turn his attention to something else.

Think izzy think! ...The sudden thought of my history teacher started playing in my head. She is a uber feminist and would always bash men through history but... her lessons when they involved women, they were about something. What was it? 'Good, well behaved women hardly make history'. That's it! Without further hesitation I grabbed his hair and pulled him in. See this was a good plan in my head but now that I've actually done this I didn't think too far ahead. How do I know this? His face went too forward and he kissed me!

Note to self: don't do that again... maybe.

As I saw Krad's eyes widen I took my chance and pulled out my dagger but before I could stab him, he kisses me back! His lips against mine sent my mind to a warm fuzzy place, a place where all my planning went to mush. I leaned up to meet him more, arching my back into him. This heavenly distraction worked when I felt the katana on my neck slackened, giving my head enough air to remember what I was doing. My hand flicked up and I stabbed him in the stomach. Finally he started to feel the puncture and to his surprise when his lips let go to look, he seemed like he was thinking rather then worrying.

Better hurry...

I pushed him off grabbed and lunged for my sword. When I stood, I saw that in his eyes was a look of surprise and possibly hurt. From the wound or the action, I wasn't sure but what I did understand was that Krad was doing strange things to my head. Just as I turned to run a bright light erupted; blinding me from all angles. Once the light subsided there was Krad, perfectly normal and wound-free. Fuck.

Oh...SHIT!

"Damn! Don't you every die!" I threw my dagger at him only to have him catch it with his teeth like... a sexy badass. He just smirked then disappeared when I blinked but his voice ranged throughout the gym,

"We'll meet sooner then you think and next time I won't go easy."

The hairs on my neck frozen as I had desperately tried to find him but alas, no such luck so without another word I turned on my heel, grabbed my book bag, and ran home without stopping.