A/N: Okay, I have some Ryuji Leigh fluff! I don't own the plot. I only own Leigh, now on with the show.

I walked over to Muki. "Muki, you have to get up. Now. Come on…" I trailed off. The horses on the carousel were suddenly moving. The black one's eyes started glowing red and smoke came from its nostrils. All of the others followed suit as it pawed to the ground. I realized in horror that that was where the whispering was coming from. "Fresh flesh. Fresh bones. Fresh blood," they all said in unison. "Ryuji," I called to him.

"What?"

"Guard Muki until she gets back up. Imi, Spyro, and I will take care of these." He nodded and ran to Muki's side, gun at the ready. Spyro was drawing like crazy, his familiar slashing everything in sight. Unfortunately, it had little effect.

"Imi, tell me you're half as good with a sword as I am."

Suddenly, a horse ran at Muki's prone body. No, not again, I thought. I won't be too late to save someone this time. "GET AWAY FROM HER!" I yelled, and on impulse, I thrust my hand towards it. The white and black energy manifested itself, and hit the horse on the side. I felt small amounts of white travel through my eyes. The horse charged at me, sharp teeth bared. "You shouldn't have done that, little girl. But I suppose you will be especially tasty." I drew my sword. "Try me," I said. It ran faster as I jumped up, landed on its back, and cut its head off.

The other horses saw me as a threat and started coming at me. For the first time in a long time, I was afraid. Not nervous, but genuinely afraid. Then, I remember something Spock said in the new Star Trek movie. "The goal is to experience fear. Fear in certain death, and to accept that fear, and to maintain control of oneself and one's crew." What was happening now wasn't exactly certain death, but the principle was the same. Bring it on, fear, I thought, you won't impair my judgment. We will get out of this alive, and you won't stop me. "Imi, tell me you can do something. Didn't something in Exorcist History class say something about Yashas having a special ability?"

"Umm, yeah, I can call forward certain magical creatures."

"DO IT!"

He started chanting and a third eye appeared on his forehead. Suddenly, a dragon appeared. I made a dagger and said the first two lines of prayer of St. Michael over it. I yelled as I charged the horses. I was slashing and cutting like crazy, until one horse bit my hand. It drew blood. I dropped the sword almost immediately. The boys looked at my white blood. "Umm, these are not the droids you are looking for?" I said nervously. They still looked at me. "Honestly, guys, what are you looking at? There's nothing wrong with my blood." Okay, let's go to hand-to-hand combat mode, I thought. The dragon and Spyro's familiar were obviously doing their jobs, so I focused on the ones after me. No matter how hard I hit them, they only came back. I really didn't want to do this, but I already had an excuse. I let the wings out, making a sword along with them, only for some reason, this one was black and silver. "Curses," one of the horses said. "How did you know that we are vulnerable to adamantine, Halfling?"

Adamantium? I asked Michael. Like Wolverine's claws? I felt Michael mentally roll his eyes. No, adamantine. It is what the gates of Hell are made of. It is unbreakable. I thought that you READ Paradise Lost. Oh. Now I remember. "I didn't," I said, "but thanks for the tip." I flew up before diving on each one of them, stabbing them. "Imi, is that sword of yours adamantine?" He shook his head. "Then let your dragon get them." I once more thrust my hand at the horses, and once more, the energy manifested itself, only now it was solid, and it literally broke them to pieces. I saw one biting Ryuji. "NO!" I yelled as I returned to be human, before passing out.

I woke up about two minutes later, and saw Ryuji bleeding from a gash in his arm. "Imi, how does he look?" I asked as I walked towards the two.

"I'm not very good in Yukio's class. I'm not sure."

I looked at the gash. "Shit. It bit an artery. Imi, I'm going to ask you to look the other way while I help Ryuji. Only I can save him now."

I looked at Ryuji. He was unconscious from the blood loss. I cut my wrist with a throwing knife, and watched it patch up, the muscles and arteries reconnecting, and finally the skin regrew. I knew that it would be a couple minutes before he was fully awake.

Slowly, he opened his eyes. "Hey," I said.

"Hey," he returned weakly. "I didn't let Muki get hurt." I laughed. "And you didn't lose anybody this time. I saw this light, then the horse bit me, then I lost consciousness. Also, there's something I want to say." I leaned in to hear him better and I watched Spyro help Muki stand up, still looking haunted. He kissed me. His lips were surprisingly soft on mine.

I gasped when he ended the kiss, and Muki squealed. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU LIKED HIM! I KNEW HE LIKED YOU!" She was doing a victory dance, and Spyro was trying to calm her down.

"Muki-ya, please calm down! You might hurt yourself!" Of course, Muki being… well, Muki, she wouldn't calm down.

"So Leigh, I was wondering if…" Ryuji started, then stopped.

"Spit it out, Bonnie."

"Would you like to go somewhere on Saturday after cram school?"

I gave a cocky grin. "Ryuji Suguro, did you just ask me out?"

He smiled. "Yeah. I guess I did." After he said that, my grin turned into a smile.

And that's it for this chapter. That little Ryuji/Leigh fluff was for you, MeiMeiaru8, who thought that they were cute together.