Song of the Full Moon's Child
Chapter Nine--The Fight

Impatient.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for them to approach. Why were they staying in hiding? Did they know I was waiting? My breathing was becoming shallower with each passing second.

Anxious.

I imagined their face looming towards mine. I vividly remembered the scars that were etched onto the older man's face. Even with it half covered in midnight-blue, you could tell how mangled his face was by the soft pink tissue; proof of his violence and his injuries. And then there was the second man, young, tall and slender with sharp features and cruel dark eyes. Blue hair framed his slender face.

I shuddered, hearing his cruel, hollow laugh ringing in my ears. The way he had smiled as he watched his red-lips thin and tight as they curled over his perfectly white, sharp teeth.

I felt something turn over in my stomach. Whatever it was started to rise up my throat, but I pushed it back down. No! I screamed to myself inside my head. There's no time for that! I need to be strong! .

The leaves rustled to my left. My head snapped to the side and my eyes fixed themselves on that spot. Any second now, my enemies would show themselves and I would kill them. I had waited so long for this moment...So very long.

My blood started to heat up with excitement. This was it...I was finally going to avenge my sister. And then I would be free! Free from the terrible feeling of bitterness always nestled away inside of me. At long last I would be able to go about just missing her, no longer angry at the men who killed her, because I finally would have had my revenge!

I unclenched my hands and watched as the color returned to my knuckles. Any second now, they would come out to face me. Any second...

"Oi!" I called out, growing steadily more impatient. "Come out already and face me!"

My words echoed throughout the dense forest and were still ringing in my ears when I heard a reply.

"As you wish," the person said in a sleek voice that I did not recognize. My eyes narrowed. Perhaps I had gotten the voices wrong when I was revisiting that awful day? It was possible, though I didn't think I would ever have forgotten how their voices sounded that bleak night.

As I was thinking, two men stepped out through the leaves, revealing themselves. Shock hit me hard, knocking me in the stomach and almost making me stumble backwards. These weren't the men of my nightmares...These weren't the men I so desperately needed to kill. No...these two men were nothing at all like them.

For starters, they were beautiful like angels. The older one was still young though, probably in his early-to-mid-twenties. He had smooth, translucent skin. His face was perfectly proportioned with glittering brown eyes. The way he held his mouth suggested that he was kind and playful, but looking back at his eyes I noticed a steel sort of hardness that told me he wasn't the playing type. The last thing I noticed was his long flowing black hair. He held it back into a loose ponytail with only a few tufts hanging in his eyes.

He regarded me coldly, a smirk pulling at his lips as he saw me staring. I blinked and growled, shaking my head at him before turning to look at the other.

This boy was around my age, perhaps a few years older. He had darker skin that suggested he stood out in the sun a lot. He seemed a little friendlier since his bright violet eyes gleamed in a playful way as he looked over me, as well. His hair was dirty-blonde and messy, but in a nice way with his side-burns coming down and sort of framing his face. He flashed a smile and a wink at me while his companion wasn't looking. And, despite myself and my anger, I felt my stomach flutter.

That isn't fair, I grumbled. There's no flirting with the enemy. .

I furrowed my brows, disappointed now that it wasn't the two men I had been expecting. I wasn't even sure why I had thought that it could possibly be them. Maybe I was just being hopeful, since they certainly had given me no reason to believe that they would be the men.

"What do you want with us?" I growled, flicking my long hair over my shoulder; I turned my gaze from the younger and instead faced the older of the two.

The dark-haired man smirked at me. "I think the question is, what do you want with us?"

"Huh? We never attacked you guys."

"How do you know that it was us who attacked you?"

"Because N--my teammate found you guys. You were performing a jutsu on me."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the younger boy smirk proudly, more to himself than to me, though he obviously didn't care that I noticed.

"Ah, yes. That little...pest. She's lucky she got away."

The dark haired man smiled, revealing teeth as perfect as the rest of him.

I froze. "What would you have done to her?"

"The same thing we did to you, maybe more. She wouldn't have had anyone to help her out. That boy was far too concerned with you to worry whether or not your other friend was in danger."

"That isn't true," I whispered.

The man shrugged. "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. We'll never know, now will we? But back to the point...what do you want with us?"

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"Then why would you call out to us, hm?"

"I...thought you were someone else."

"Ah." He smirked. "Well, we know exactly who you are, don't we?" He turned towards the younger boy who nodded mutely in reply.

I froze. "Oh? Who am I then?"

"You are the prodigy-child of Gekkougakure, Tomi Kaiyo."

I cocked an eyebrow, feigning calm. "Am I? I wasn't aware."

"Oh? Are you denying that this is your name?"

"Yes, I am, actually."

In a flash, the black-haired man was in front of me. He held one cold hand under my chin, lifting it up so that I was forced to stare into his light brown eyes. "Didn't your parents ever teach you not to lie?" he hissed.

"No, but they did teach me self-defense," I answered. I tore myself away from his grip and kneed him in the stomach.

"Did your parents ever teach you about personal space?"

I caught the boy cackling to himself as he watched the older man try to straighten himself.

"Now, I repeat, what do you two want with us?"

I expected the boy my age to answer since the other was still groaning, unable to speak, but all I got was silence. I stared expectantly at the mop-haired boy, my mint colored eyes harsh, but all he did was smile slightly in reply.

"Don't you talk?" I wondered.

"No, he doesn't," the black haired man replied. "I make him save his strength for...more important things."

The mop-head shrugged.

"So he can talk though?"

The beautiful pale man shrugged. "Now to answer your initial question..." He grinned, his teeth sparkling in the sunlight. "We're here to kill you, of course. And if we must, we'll kill your little teammates, too."

I swallowed. "Oh?"

Maybe I could get their reasons out of them and escape...or perhaps I would just distract them and they would forget all about their plan and then Washi, Nori and I would finish them off.

The two laughed. "You aren't going to stray us from the point, Miss Kaiyo. You don't need to know why specifically we are going to kill you, just that we are. And, thank you, by the way, for getting rid of your friends. It was awfully kind of you. It will make our job all the easier to perform without them interfering."

"Do you really think that it's going to be that easy to kill me off?"

"Well I imagine that there will be some problems. You are the "prodigy of Gekkougakure" after all--and I use those words loosely. Gekkougakure is in no way a strong enough village to produce a true prodigy."

My eye twitched. How dare he--how dare he insult MY village--and me! Especially right in front of my face. Oh, it was enough to make me fume; to make my blood curdle. I did find it odd, however, that I felt these things. Gekkougakure was no home of mine; I hadn't considered it as such for a long time now; since before I had even left. Yet fury was instilled upon my heart as I listened to the pony-tailed man rag on my village. Possibly, it had something to do with the fact that Washi and Nori were now with me--my teammates and my friends who just so happened to be from Gekkougakure and still consider it a home, a place to sleep at night, a place where they could always feel comfortable, a place where they grew strong, a place they would protect. Hearing this man talk--it was all he seemed to do--about how terrible the village was made me want to rip his head off and throw it to the dogs. How could he just stand there and insult my friends?

Washi, Nori, Tsukikage...Reina. They all loved the village; they were all willing to risk their lives for it--Tsukikage did it on a regular basis, and so did Reina...before--and this man was basically saying that what they did was worth NOTHING because Gekkougakure was a NOTHING village. He was calling not only what they did weak, but also them!

"Shut up," I hissed. I glared at him through narrow slits. "Just shut up before I make you wish that you were the one that couldn't talk!"

The man raised one of his thin eyebrows, amused. "Is that a threat?"

"You bet your mother's life it is," I growled. I didn't even bother to blow my bangs away from my eyes.

He chuckled. "Well, put your money where your mouth is, little girl."

In one fluid movement I had jumped up into the air and dove down. I grabbed the twenty-something-year-old man around the waist as I continued to dive down, bringing him with me as I plummeted towards the ground.

"W-what are you doing?!" he screeched. I let go of him and kicked him in his stomach, sending him further down. I also continued to fall. Calmly, I grabbed onto a tree branch and swung myself on top of it, watching as the man fell through the black, finally landing on the ground.

I smiled triumphantly to myself. Ha! He acted tough, but he sure was easy...

But wait...

I frowned and peered over the edge. That wasn't the man anymore. I saw no pools of blood, nor did I see the clothes that the man had been wearing. No...the man wasn't there at all. It was just...a log.

I sighed in frustration. So much for that.

I jumped to my feet and turned around to go back up and fight. My path was blocked, however, and I let out a silent scream. When had he gotten there?! I hadn't heard him approach.

The silent boy smiled at me before gently pushing my shoulder.

I gasped as I stumbled back over the edge of the branch. Such amazing strength! He had barely flicked me, and yet I was soaring through the air!

"Ugh," I mumbled. My head slammed into the trunk of a tree before dangling. I was bleeding; I could see it; I could smell it; I could taste it.

I mustered all of my strength and stood. Gently, I touched the back of my head. It was wet and sticky; blood. Groaning, I glanced over my shoulder and was amazed to find that the tree trunk had a gaping hole in it now from where I had made impact with it.

He's strong.

"Amazing, isn't it?"

I felt hot breath on my ear and cold skin touching my bare shoulder. I gave an involuntary shudder before punching the dark-haired man in the fast.

"Reflexes," I explained, smirking. "Gotta love them."

"That's not the only thing you've got to love," the man said coolly.

I didn't even have time to be confused. The next thing I knew, I was eating bark, laying flat on the tree branch. Something was holding my head down, and as much as I struggled, I couldn't release myself.

It has to be the boy, I said. The man wasnt nearly strong enough for this.

"That's enough, Tenma. I don't want her to die by suffocation. I had something a bit...gory in mind."

The silent boy, Tenma, must have given his consent because he removed pressure from my head. Slowly, I lifted myself up, coughing and spluttering. That was the second time that day alone that I had nearly suffocated.

"Maybe we should make her do something...If anyone finds her, they'll think it was a suicide..."

I looked over at Tenma; he shook his head.

"You don't like that idea, boy?"

Again, the silent boy shook his head.

"Well, too bad! You will do as I say! Do you hear me?" The pale man grabbed Tenma by his tan, muscled forearm and glared; it was brown on violet as the two had a stare off. I took that chance to see if I could escape, but the violent man saw this coming and latched himself onto my wrist.

"You aren't going anywhere," he whispered coolly.

"Don't touch me," I growled. "Now why do you want to kill me?"

"Why should I tell you?"

I sighed, doing my best to look defeated. "Shouldn't I at least get to know why I die?"

The black-haired man sighed. "Very well. Getting rid of the prodigy child that has run off--and event that has gotten the entire village in an uproar--is the easiest way to bring about a war, which we will surely win. Of course, it isn't just Tenma and I. We have several other followers...strong followers, who will join us as soon as we defeat you. The Tsukikage would do anything to protect you. You are, after all, the hope of the village. And if we kill you...he will be in an uproar. Of course, if we merely killed your friends, I doubt he would care very much. But you...you are something special in that village! Everyone respects Kaiyo. You've brought so many honors to the Tomi clan and the village, simply because you were born. They've waited a long time for another one of you...they arent going to give you up very easily. And once you are gone, they'll all be so angry they'll attack. And of course, it's a weak village, so they'll all die and we shall take over."

"My village isn't weak!" I growled. My eyes flashed and then, suddenly, I felt a great power bubbling inside of me. I no longer felt run-down and the bleeding stopped. I tore away from his grasp, an action that sent both of the beautiful males flying.

"The true nature of the girl is finally revealed, Tenma! See that strength!"

I had absolutely no clue what I was doing. Ram. Dragon. Ox. Dog. Bird.

I felt light as air. Looking down at myself, I noticed that my skin was glowing. My finger tips were especially light. Curious, I pointed above the two. A stream of bluish light went straight from my fingertips outward. Looking closely, I noticed it burned straight through the trees; I smelt fire.

I didn't want the entire forest to burn so I quickly moved my finger to the side. The tree trunk was immediately cut and it into pieces. The wood chunks went tumbling through the air and fell where the two sat, drowsy.

"That's...interesting," I whispered to myself. I pointed at a branch above my head, a thin one, and cut it into pieces. Nimbly, I avoided them as the fell about me and then returned to the branch in order to pick them up. They were heavy, but I was strong.

"Oi!" I called out. "Are you alright?"

"We're fine!"

I growled. Not what I was hoping, but alright.

"Then come out and fight, will you?"

Their heads popped up. Instantaneously, I chucked the large woodchucks. Tenma managed to catch his, but his companion was not so lucky. It grazed the side of his once-beautiful now-tarnished face, splintering his skin.

I repeated the hand seals, not really sure what I was doing still, and my skin immediately stopped glowing.

I obviously did this too early, though, because Tenma was there in front of me. He smiled mischievously, his violet eyes twinkling, and then wrapped his arms around my waists, pinning my arms to my sides. He shoved me against the tree trunk and, despite my new strength, I though I heard all of my bones crack and break.

And then he just stood there, breathing lightly, crushing the life out of me. I strained to reach around and grab a kunai out of my pouch. It always seemed to be just out of reach. Eventually though, when Tenma took a rather deep breath and his grip loosened, I managed to grab a kunai. I managed to do this without noticeable movement, and Tenma just continued holding me.

He breathed softly on my face; his breath smelled sweet like candy and I almost lost my will to stab him, especially when he smiled again at me, his eyes boring into mine. Why did he have to be so...beautiful and flirtatious? It wasnt fair.

I had to do it though, or else I would die. Slowly, I moved the kunai to his side and then...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

His scream filled my ears and echoed throughout the forest. Birds cawed as they flew angrily from their nests into the sky. I took the opportunity and slipped away from his arms. jumping away.

"Tenma!!" the man screeched. "Get her!"

"Hey, here's an idea!" I called back. "Why don't you come and get me?"

"Don't tempt me, child!"

"Why? I though5t you were the one that wanted to kill me, anyway? So why don't you leave him to suffer and come take care of it yourself."

"I'm warning you..."

"What? Do you depend on him or something? Are you nothing without his strength, stealth, and speed? Is that why he's been doing all of the attacking?"

The man didn't reply and I knew that I had hit it right in the nail.

"Oh-ho!" I laughed. "So you're just the plan-man? You simply figure out what to do and leave the rest up to him?"

"No," he said shakily.

"Right," I snorted. "Okay, here's an idea. We fight one-on-one. Leave Tenma to take care of his wound, or watch, and we fight. Hey, if I'm wrong and you actually do have some fighting strength in you, maybe you'll win and get to kill me!"

The only reason I even said such a thing was because I somehow knew that I wasn't wrong.

"Oh, here's a dilemma," I said, voicing what I believed to be his thoughts. "If you don't fight me, you look like a baby who depends on a fourteen-year-old boy--"

"Fifteen," he quietly interrupted, anger flickering in his light eyes.

"Oh, my bad!" I said sarcastically. "Fifteen-year-old boy. But if you do fight me, you run the risk of me finding out that I'm actually right. Oh, I wouldn't want to be put in your spot."

He was shaking with rage. "Fine," he spat. "Come along."

"Why don't you come to me?" I suggested with my new-found confidence.

"Fine!" he growled. "I'll come to you Miss Prodigy."

And so he did. The battle started immediately, carrying us throughout the forest. It dealed mostly with him dodging and throwing weapons. He didn't use any taijutsu, nor did he use genjutsu or ninjutsu. He seemed rather unskilled to me. I almost felt bad for him as I hit him yet again.

When my head collided with a tree, I felt a bit woozy, but something warm filled me: power.

Monkey. Rabbit. Snake.

Another new move that I didn't even know existed. I felt...cold suddenly. And I didn't seem to have any bones, yet I was moving anyway.

I was almost afraid to look down at myself.

And I had good reason, too. I was made entirely of water, magically held in the shape of my body.

I reached out and touched the horrified looking man. Then, with one hand, I performed another seal: Boar.

The man started to look weaker and weaker. His skin was shriveling up until he looked like white leather. All of his former beauty was gone; he looked old.

I didn't understand what was happened (that was happening a lot). All I knew was that he was shriveling up, I was growing bigger. More water was filling me, and as it did and I grew closer to the sky, something inside me began to shine and shimmer. It was around where my heart should have been; when I looked down, there was a moon in my chest, shining out, lighting the already lit forest and blinding the once beautiful young man. I had never seen a moon so bright. And more light was coming!

I looked back up to avoid blinding myself. As I did this, I accidentally moved my hand off of the man's shoulder. The connection broke, and instead of growing, I shrunk and morphed, turning back into a human; the moon was gone and the water I had collected from the man fell off of me (for I had figured out that I had been sucking it out of his body) , raining down on the forest ground.

"What have you done to me?" the man croaked.

I didn't reply. Instead, I repeated the hand seals from before. Ram. Dragon. Ox. Dog. Bird.

The light returned. I felt my fingertips buzzing. Unfeeling, I pointed at the man's chest. The light beams moved right through him, burning a hole in his dry skin. He whimpered and screamed, his eyes terrified. I flicked my finger to the side, cutting right through him so that from his shoulders up, he was disconnected from the rest of his body. I could have cut him into even tinier pieces, but I began to feel human again. And with that came caring and, even though I hated this man, guilt.

Trembling slightly, I looked at what I had done. There were two shriveled pieces of a man just sitting there on the tree branch. Horror was frozen on his face. His eyes were wide and I saw tears had been forming in them--I don't know where he gotten the water from, it seemed I had sucked it all out of him--before I had killed him off.

I closed my eyes, sick with myself, and kicked the two pieces of the man off the tree, sending them tumbling to the forest ground. I didn't want to look at them. It was disturbing, and I felt as if I was going to throw up.

Sighing but trying not to open my mouth, I turned. The boy, Tenma, was staring at me, mouth agape. He didn't smile or wink, just stared. I took a step towards him and then he was gone, running off through the forest away from me.

"I didn't want to kill him; and I wasn't going to kill you, Tenma," I whispered. And that was when I broke down and cried.

Washi and Nori came back looking for me later. They found me sobbing and wheezing, exactly where I had been when I started an hour before.

"What happened? Honey, what's wrong?" Nori soothingly inquired. She stroked my blood stained hair gently, as if I was fragile I would break if she applied any pressure.

"Um..." Washi stuttered.

"Shh," Nori hushed him, then turned back to me. "Tell me all about what happened? Did you scare them off."

I started bawling even harder when she mentioned them. How could I have been so cruel? I knew he was going to kill me, but I had never killed someone before! And to do it as I did...so cruel... so unfeeling.

"Kaiyo, what happened?"

"Nori!" Washi carefully sang, teeth gritted. "I think that you should look over here..."

"Now right now, Washi! I'm trying to comfort Kaiyo!"

"Yeah, I know, but I really think that you should take a look."

"Fine!" Nori, exasperated, agreed. She pat my head consolingly and then jumped to her feet, joining Washi. "What? What is it?"

He pointed to the forest floor; Nori gasped.

"Oh my..."

I bit my lip to stop myself from starting all over with a new batch of tears.

"Kaiyo, honey..." Nori delicately started. "Did you...do that?"

I whimpered as I nodded.

"How did you...?"

I shrugged, still unable to speak.

"Oh dear. Do you think that it's one of those things that Tsukikage-sama told us about?" Nori whispered to Washi.

"Probably."

"Oh my..." Nori plastered a smile onto her face and turned back towards me. "Come on, Kaiyo. Let's get going. Washi and I found the perfect little camp-site where we can rest up. We didn't set up or anything because we didn't think wed have to take a break, but...well, you need one."

"Okay," I whispered.

"I'll carry her," Washi offered. Before I could refuse, he scooped me up into his arms bridal-style and carried me off, Nori following close behind.

I sat silently by the fire until night fell. Nori and Washi placed food before me; I didn't even nibble on it. I felt too sick with myself to even look at food, let alone taste it.

"Please eat something, Kaiyo," Nori begged. "You need to have something in your stomach."

"I'm not hungry," I insisted. My voice was barely above a whisper; it was all that I could muster.

Nori sighed. "Please?"

I shook my head.

"Fine. Washi! Eat this."

Washi, who hadn't been listening to our conversation at all, knit his brows together. "But what about Kaiyo? She needs to eat."

"I'm not hungry," I mumbled. Silently, I got to my feet and walked over to my things. I felt two sets of eyes on me as I wordlessly set up my sleeping mat. Seriously, what did they think that I was going to do that made them watch me so carefully? I had killed them man, true; I had started sobbing uncontrollably afterwards, true; I had acted strangely since the crying, true; I wouldn't eat, true; I had tried to kill myself, false.

There was nothing o worry about, but they just wouldn't see that.

I sighed. "I would prefer it if you two wouldn't stare at me as I try to sleep. Thanks."

"Oh! Right!" they spluttered, quickly looking away.

I crawled under the covers and pulled them over my head, blocking out the remaining dim lights above. I didn't want to see the stars, and I most definitely didn't want to see the moon. It reminded me too much of what had happened earlier.

I listened as Washi and Nori cleaned up. Soon afterwards I heard Washi's loud snores and the sizzling of the fire as it was put out. Next to me, I heard rustling as Nori slipped into her sleeping bag.

"Nori?" I hoarsely whispered.

She squeaked. "Oh, jeez! Kaiyo, don't scare me like that! I thought you were asleep," she said breathlessly.

"No. I wasn't."

"Oh. Well...give a girl some warning next time! Now what can I do for you?"

"It's just...well, you never answered my question from earlier."

Even through the dark blanket, I could tell she was confused. "What question?" she finally asked.

"I asked what you thought of Washi. Like, how you felt about him..."

"Oh." Nori fell into a thoughtful silence. "I don't know. I...we're really close. I mean, I've known him my entire life. We grew up together. Almost like," she swallowed hard. "Brother and sister." I could tell how hard it was for hr to say that. Once those words were uttered, it was hard to take them back. Once you said that the person was like a sibling to you, almost all chances of anything happened were over because you don't feel that way about your sibling. And even if you're lying when you say it, it's still out there, in the back of your mind.

"Is that all? Are you sure?" I asked, trying to give her a way out.

"Yes; I'm sure."

"Okay..."

Silence. I settled back onto my pillow and closed my eyes, hoping that finally, sleep would come.

"Kaiyo?" Nori whispered.

"Yes?" I murmured, eyes still closed.

"What about you? How do you feel about Washi?"

I thought for a moment. We were close, though not as close as the two of them. However, I looked realistically at what the two of us had been through together and said something that allowed me to change my mind without feeling so weird. "He's one of my best friends, and I love him. But that's all."

"Oh. Okay."

And that was that. Soon afterwards, Nori was fast asleep, breathing lightly beside me. I listened to her rhythmic breathing as if it were a lullaby and soon I joined my two teammates in the land of sleep.

Reina sat on a stool outside at our favorite place; I sat on the ground before her, humming to myself as she played with my short green hair.

"Kaiyo?" she whispered.

"Hai, onee-chan?"

"Have you ever thought of someone and felt all warm inside?"

I thought for a moment, curious as to what she meant by this but also thinking about if I ever had.

"Hai!" I squealed, grinning as I turned to look at her.

"Oh, really? Who?" she asked, smiling radiantly at me.

"You, of course!"

She laughed and pulled me close to her, kissing the top of my head gently.

"What about you, Reina-nee-chan?"

"Hm? Oh, yes...I have."

"Who?"

She hesitated. "You, silly! Of course you..." She looked and sounded as if she intended to say someone elses' name as well but refrained. Instead she remained silent, staring off into the distance. You could see everything from where we sat. Of course, one thing always caught her eye: the Tsukikage's mansion. In it lived her friend Seishirou, son of the current Tsukikage. He was a few years older than her, seven to be exact, and he was already a Jounin.

At the time I was only five, which meant that Reina was ten and he was seventeen.

"Whatcha looking at, nee-chan?"

She smiled down at me. "Nothing, Kaiyo. Just...thinking."

"About what?"

"About why I feel so warm when I think of my friend."

"Oh."

I awoke slowly, unwilling to face the world again after such a relaxing sleep. I had had another memory-dream. This one didn't hurt to think about, just made me...curious.

A warm feeling...thinking of her friend...

She had been staring at Seishirou's house then, so she must have meant thinking of him. And normally people felt warm when they thought of someone they liked...so why...?

My thoughts about feelings changing for Washi must have messed with my memory. There's no way that Reina felt that way about Tsukikage-sama! That's crazy!

I closed my eyes again, noticing it was still dark, and was almost back asleep when someone shook me on the shoulder. Slowly, I lifted my eyelids...

...And promptly screamed.

The figure looming about me clamped a hand over my mouth. "Shh," he hushed.

He then grabbed my arm with his free hand and led me off slowly.

"What do you want Tenma?" I whispered, shaking. I had just gotten over what had happened with my peaceful sleep, and here he was to ruin it!

He smiled carefully at me. "I saw what I did and I wanted to say...thank you. I'm...really not a bad guy, Kaiyo."

And with that, he released my arm, his fingers lingering slightly on my skin, and then he hurried off.

I stared after him, shocked. My skin still tingled where he had last touched it.

What was that about?

a/n I quite enjoyed writing this. I really liked what happened. The younger guy has hair like Hatsuharu from Fruits Basket. Only dirty-blonde. sad music playing in the background so how did you like it? Is it enough to hold you over until I start updating again?

Ah, I really like Tenma. do any of you like Tenma? He's relaly cool, actually. and EVERNTUALLY, he will have a part in th story. a REAL part. just in case any of you wnated to know. but for now, he's just that guy she fought.

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