The thud, the scream... Both male. He sounded as if he were being tortured with knives cutting deep into the thin flesh that coated his body... But, no, it was much more worse than that. Ryuu had thought about it multiple times before and had ultimately come to this conclusion: Rain's life was more precious than any other creature's on this planet, even his own. He could die a thousand deaths just to save her – to make sure she was safe – and Ryuu, as odd as it was to hear about him, would not care. He had always been rather apathetic and if Rain would ever insist that he not worry about her, he had never paid her any mind; it had never been any different before and now, although the swarming grunts had a look of blood lust on their facades, would be no different.
Once the physical pain of jumping from one of the viewing balconies in the stadium down to the smooth ground ten feet below subsided, Ryuu was off. He sped forward, seeming almost like a god in his fluid movements, slipping through the hoard of distracted grunts unnoticed. They, of course, only had their eyes on Rain, who had toppled over face-first into a cloud of dust. How foolish of them. Rain was not a threat (although she liked to think she was); Ryuu (obviously) was. Of course, he was unarmed and unguarded (thanks to the fact that those jackasses had ran off with his Pokemon and his dagger). But, really – he was Ryuu Akiyama, it didn't matter. These people could be immortal and he would still whoop their asses.
Poor fools – they realized that a little too late. Two had fallen (one to a punch to the nose and the other to a breath-taking – quite literally – kick to the stomach) and then they finally noticed what could have been the living embodiment of the sin of Wrath. A few sent their Pokemon at him, commanding them to shoot Water Guns and Bubblebeams at him. He scoffed at their idiocy, because although the attacks delayed him and hurt him slightly, they barely effected him. Seriously — bubbles? What were these people on?
In any case, he had soon arrived at his destination. Slowly, he knelt down, only dimly aware of the shouts of fury behind him. Gingerly, he stoked her pale cheek — staring at her bloody form in silent dismay. It was nearly a second before the girl stirred and then rolled over, crouching down defensively. A second more and a bolt of lightning struck down on an enemy behind him. Ryuu's brows furrowed at being caught off guard, but he spun around, spotting Rain stand with a sour expression on her face.
"You saved my butt there… What a bad boyfriend I am." He almost said fiance, wanting to remember the happy days he had spent pondering how to ask her. Of course, his plans had been ruined by Aqua's little interruption; Ryuu had also never gotten an answer from Rain. "But let's go — they're probably hiding my Pokemon in some room. Archie and his stupid games." The trainer rolled his eyes. "Anyways, let's go." Rain nodded, darting in front of him to take care of any remaining Aqua members with jets of fire and jolts of electricity. She was probably too caught up in the grunts to notice a mechanical door to the arena sliding open…