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Chapter 15

Rima.

We have already left Ichijou's manor and are now readying ourselves for the upcoming rematch.

"Why does everybody have to get married to somebody at the moment? Huh? Ruka, don't even dare to leave me out."

"Tell me Ichiru... where, do you think, will your relationship with Shizuka end up?"

"How should I know? We're not even at the climax of our bond..."

"You're hopeless. And right now, I pray Shizuka won't fall that hard for you."

"Hey!"

Yep, they've been having that kind of argument ever since Ichijou's grandfather announced that our old friend is engaged to their business partner's daughter- Maria.

While I sat calmly, and clapped like everybody else about the announcement, Ruka and Ichiru were still on the brick of confusion and just gawked at the pretty little face next to Ichijou.

After eating the food that we've gathered, and congratulating Ichijou, who was roaming around talking to everybody else, we left the party and went straight to Souen's residence.

"Ruka, where's the gel liner?"

"Here," She threw me a small container and continued sticking on false eyelashes on top of her real ones. "Don't thick it up, alright?"

"I know." I said and got the brush from her vanity table.

"Ugh, aren't you girls done yet?" Ichijou groaned still slumping on Ruka's bed.

"Almost," Ruka said and thickened her lip shade.

"Why are you two putting so much of those... stuffs?" Ichijou disgustedly asked.

"Because it'll make us look bitchy and bratty," I clipped ribbons on each of my pigtails. "which will probably deceive..."

"...those sons of btches that block our way," Ruka smirked.

"I therefore conclude that: Girls..." Ichijou sighed. "...are creepy creatures,"

Ruka.

We arrived at the MD and parked our motor bikes as cool as possible. The bunch of nitwits was already standing in the middle of the field, prepared for the upcoming battle.

"5:48PM." Blackbeard smirked. "Just as expected."

"Oh please, we arrived 12 minutes earlier to give you a chance to back down, and to entertain ourselves with your pathetic reasons to do so." Ichiru smirked.

BlackBeard glared at him. "Did all the effing Goddamn hell break lose? You should apply for being the Death's jester."

Ichiru gave him a grin. "Cute, BlackBeard, but I'm not attracted to pothole punchlines."

"UGH. WOULD YOU PLEASE, SHUT THE FUDGE UP?! WHERE'RE HERE FOR A DUEL, REMEMBER?NOT TO HAVE AN EFFING FLIPTOP BATTLE!" I yelled.

(insert cricket sound effects here. XD)

Rima tapped my shoulder and grinned. I moved back a little and let her have the spotlight for the moment. Almost everybody was crowding now on the corners of the sand field. This was an influential battle. The lost gangsters vs. The Jackassed punchers.

"How should we do this? Round battle or a combat of blood bath?"

Blackbeard smiled dirtily. "Blood bath."

Rima.

We already situated ourselves to who will be our opponent. Ichiru and Ruka were arguing again about having BlackBeard as theirs, but I disagreed.

"You two have the same hots for him, so No. You had your moments sharing bullcrap remarks with him, so tonight I'll have mine. To be fair."

"As soon as the seconds's hand strike the number 8... we'll start... in..." BlackBeard smiled, excitedly, too excited I might say. The people around us decide to do the countdown.

"5."

"4."

"3."

"2."

"1."

WOOOSH.

WHAT THE!?

"BlackBeard, you filthy son of a pig!" I heard Ichiru cough after he cursed at him. BlackBeard just laughed monstrously.

"What? We didn't have a deal about not using this, right?" He smirked. "We just thought of a better fighting technique than you."

My vision was getting blurry behind the waters that were forming around my eyes' core. Ruka was covering her mouth and inhaling through her mouth now.

Our lungs were absorbing the smoke around the perimeter. GAS. Too much.

I was having a coughing fit, when I felt my knees wobbling. I fell to the ground, my palms supporting my weight. I had my other hand clasp onto my throat. I was wheezing, so was Ruka, only hers was worse.

She has asthma.

Ichiru.

My vision was blocked away by the gas that burst out from the small can that the two brats from BlackBeard's behind threw. That Fckng bastard.

How the eff should we fight handicapped?

The gas was weakening me. It has entered my lungs fully by now. I was on all fours when I felt a pang of pain from the side. I managed to stand up and shouted:

"SHOW YOUSELF YOU COWARD BTCH!"

I felt a swift kick on my knees. This is not happening. I slumped back to the ground. I turned to my right and tried to stand up again. Throwing punches at nowhere in particular and coughing randomly made it harder to hit whoever.

Ugh. Sht. A punch landed on my cheek. Luckily, thank God, I was still fast enough. I caught the arm of the culprit and twisted it, hearing a loud muffle...

Muffle? I did a lot of effort in pulling him towards me and started kicking him-estimatedly-on his gut. I felt him slide down to the ground. I narrowed my eyes to somehow clear away the smoke hovering in front of me.

GAS MASK. NIGHT-VISIONED GAS MASK.

They prepared for this... all too well.

"Zero!"

I got his mask and wore it for my benefit to look for the one who called me.

"Rima?!" I shouted.

"HERE! HERE!" I saw a waving hand somewhere on the far corner of the field.

How did they reach there?

Ruka.

Oh no. No. No. No.

I can't. I can't breathe.

Sweat. It's all over my face. My neck. My back. Tiny droplets are forming around my body.

I clenched the front of my shirt and tried to massage my chest. Don't. Don't stop beating.

I sucked another bag of air, which I failed to do so, for my stature was vacuuming all of the smoke that's surrounding me. It made my breathing a lot harder to complete.

"RUKA!"

I felt warm hands grip my shoulders and led my arms to hang around her neck. "Hold on."

Although my vision was on its semi-blind state, I still knew it was her. That same scent. Same color of hair. Same softness. Same warmness. Same person.

Rima.

"YA! YA! RUKA! Open your eyes." She commanded me as I felt coldness prickling at my back

Cold and authoritative.

Her BLANK MODE is on.

END. (of chapter)

A/N: It has been quite a long time, yeah? And this chapter's short. Gomenasai, minna-san. :'3

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