A/N: Well things shall be getting more interesting as they pick up, now it will be up to Hilda to describe what's going on in her mind, as she watches her daughter's progression with a strange boy she doesn't yet trust. But don't worry, I won't be overdoing it; this will be careful and not moving half as fast as it seems. They do notice each other, there is a truth going on between them that is unknown, a nice connection is the thing heh. I won't say what since that will ruin the surprise ahead.

(End A/N)

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Chapter 19: Elise's Dilemma, Rage of the Ctarl blood Part I

Elise had taken a lot more notice of the boy, she was fawning over him idly whenever they were eating lunch together, it had been a fun time that she had with his company, often idly just chatting about smaller things and about how life on board the XGP had been good for them thus far. She enjoyed her time with her peer and despite the fact she wasn't to say any of her hardships were nothing that she was used to facing off with, she found that he was not only very happy with the company of those on the ship; but admitted to her that working with her was also something of his enjoyment.

He couldn't help but feel that he was fortunate in that regard, since her mother had warned him on many occasion about getting close to her, they were still fast friends and to his delight had been well off partners working together as, they never had any real issues when working with one another. That was something that he noticed Hilda seemed to approve of, that fact alone that she didn't have to tell him to back off.

"So Elise, what's next on your duty list? I am fortunate enough to be stuck with engine detail." He meant fortunate in the rite of training; he often requested some of the harder work that would certainly be worth a Ctarl Ctarl's attention, he seemed excited.

Elise in her own right was excited, though she rarely got any seriously difficult work, she couldn't help but appreciate the toughness of the occasional engine assignment she got, since it was something agreed on by Hilda that would pan out; she didn't want her daughter getting soft from no strenuous work.

"Mom occasionally lets me do some serious work so that I can satisfy my Ctarl pride." Elise admitted to having some, even while she was soft spoken, still she was fierce in battle had a means of showing her might whenever challenged, it was something that was slightly important to her.

Though safety first above all else, she didn't have any major problem with the whole thing, but of course this did mean that she was finding herself needing to end battles, but to seek them out so she could end them. Physical prowess was really starting to become something that she needed to impress against someone; a foe perhaps? Or someone worthy of sparring her, it was times like this when her Ctarl Ctarl blood began to boil.

It was enough to say that she was a Ctarl Ctarl by her actions when she wished to be, but it had come a long way since she met Y'tue. She never felt satisfied as far as it was for her need to explore it; her mother was protective and that was fine, she still wished to bring it all out, in the end she wanted to see how he was in reaction to her. Yes how this boy reacted to her, someone of such a rigorous training, she was curious about what he would do when she challenged him and refused to hold back merely because her mother wished to. It hadn't been yet more than a week and a half since she was onboard the XGP, and now she was going to break the peace with some much needed action.

--In the Hall--

Elise stood in the hall's center, knowing that Y'tue was on the way right now and that she was going to declare her ultimatum now, she would have battle from him; serious battle or she would do something that would simply make him rue the moment he gave some momentary reason to say no. She was in no mood for any jesting today, she'd have combat and finally stretch out her combat skills; they had grown so stale due to the moments of peace they were having, suddenly it was too much for her. A big difference from her embracing it when she first arrived, but that point was moot.

Like she had been thinking, just like clockwork he emerged from the darkened supply room with a box on his shoulder, aimlessly wrapped up in the set work schedule that he had been assigned for the day, this was what people called a 'daily grind' and was fine for him, since it regularly varied from day to day, but it seemed there was just that much more maintainance going on these days rather than nothing at all.

"Hey Elise, what's on your mind?" his question came lightly on the moment of course, he was curious as to what brought her to his side now; so why not just ask?

Though her posture changed and the look in her eyes grew from amused to serious, that question seemed to annoy her.

"What is it?" he watched her eyebrow twitch in annoyance before she simply started towards him, her fist curled into a solid set of knuckles; there was no doubt that she was intending to go and smash that look off of his face, as her anger suddenly got the better of her; this was nothing that she knew originally as a thought..her heart was active and beating with the pace of a drum, she was excited and intended to go as far as she could to show this off; her fist grew heavy as she looked at him.

Before he knew what was going on, he reacted without thought, catching the fist and tossing her off to the side with a unique grace, though he knew it wasn't over by a long shot; for the moment he had turned he found her resting on one knee, she landed and was already launching herself at him again.

A brutish tackle that lacked any grace, Elise snarled and slammed her head into Y'tue's chin and broguht her fist back again, the Ctarl's rage was working...she had this indescribable urge to smash this nice boy, to get him to fight back was the main goal: though she was only vaguely aware of it, as of the moment she had satisfaction from hitting him and even more from the fact she was forcing this upon him, he'd shyly backed out of spars...well she'd have none of that right now, she'd beat it out of him if she had to.

Y'tue knew better than to talk, he grabbed her shoulders and tossed her straight up, using his greater arm strength to reverse the situation, or so he'd hoped. Though as she was tossed up, her feet wrapped around his head and with an unnatural balance she curled her body backwards and landed on her hands, before tossing him towards the wall off to their left, before pushing herself back up; her nails had grown into claws and now a fresh set of ears rested upon her head, a long tail swishing behind her as she grinned a set of fangs.

"Finally...finally it's time to play Y'tue, no more dodging and no more excuses. We're gonna fight if I have to break this ship to get you to react." her voice had taken one of total fierceness and a kind of strange laugh that was sounding from her, just what was she going through right now? It was really hard to say in truth, all that she knew is that she wanted to fight and now this was perfect...yes her tail twitched in anticipation, she wanted him to use that sword and fight her seriously or she'd rip him to pieces.

Y'tue was on his feet and just stunned by all the action, in this corridor he'd have very little use for his acrobatic style, he sighed slowly knowing what this was; they were near a full moon: his instinct was already active and his eyes narrowed on her as his eyes took on a jade appearance from the soft shade of green that normally occupied his irises.

"So be it, I'm not responsible for this damned ship anyway!" he abandoned all forms of control and jumped on her violently, laughing maniacally as he bit into her shoulder and raked his claws down her shoulders once he got a hold of them.

The two Ctarl hybrids were acting on instinct now, it was nothing but savage Ctarls entangling from the moment they met in midair the next moment; style...skill....none of this meant anything here. It had no place when Ctarls were showing their rage during the full moon, now it was simply a matter of who was more dominant...even strength came down to the center point of what would happen.

Elise was finally sating her boiling blood, her mother always said to exercise control and restraint, don't act on her instinct...but why? This felt so good! To feel her fangs sink into Y'tue's neck once she had him down and to taste his blood, yes that felt so much better...she felt alive for the first time in her life, emersed in the feelings of a full on rage. This was what a boy Ctarl smelled like to...she liked that also, to feel him clawing and biting along her skin, it made her purr while she slashed him across the face and grabbed him by the throat; the struggle felt more and more real to her as it continued. She almost felt like she could stop it at her whim, but why bother when it felt this intense?

Y'tue was stunned by the whole incident, from the moment she had become so aggressive he was thinking of a way to diffuse the situation...until he felt the call of his blood, the burning sensation grew worse and would strike while he slept if he didn't let loose; he knew this from past experience. So what was all of this about? settling that point with another Ctarl, someone who could understand the pull and drive for battle, this outright savage bout was settling one set of urges that demanded attention, but he knew all too well what else it was doing and that he would have to refuse.

'Not a chance, I know well Hot-Ice Hilda would do well to keep her promise; forget it!' as if this ultimatum given to his urges would matter? He was talking, no telling himself it wasn't happening as if it made all the difference when stuck in the situation that he was right now. Though the major thing now was to win this fight, he would end this before it became a problem; he was certain that his experience would serve him. He might not be using a sword, but he damn well knew that a set of claws could function like swords with more control; the natural set of swords.

Unfortunately for him, no amount of experience would let him deal with the raging hormones of a young Ctarl female who found someone she found ideal as a gentleman who could also meet her needs as a Ctarl; the matter was just too perfect in her mind and her body now, so the matter was simple and the path fated to happen in Elise's mind, her mother could go right to hell if she would be upset later, this was perfect for her.

-- Some minutes later--

The fight hadn't come any closer to ending and in that fact, Elise had forced him into one of the storage rooms and had locked the door with her tail tapping the grid on the doorframe, it seemed most assured that she had her plans; another fangy grin told him that all they'd done up to this point was fun; but those narrowing eyes of hers became seductive as she licked the blood off of her claws.

"Your blood tastes sweet, you fight like a real Ctarl should, and I'm sure you know what's on my mind; so lay down or get hurt...fight if you want as it will only be more fun." those were her only words before she started approaching him, this was going to be going in her favor oh yes. She felt that he knew just what was going to happen, her clothing was already torn but that was just fine as they had no place in the actions on her mind.

He blinked and knew exactly what she was getting at, there he lowered his stance and brought his claws up defensively and this was where she knew that he was in control again.

"You know I can't let that happen." he said as he looked to her, though his fangs hadn't retracted he was in full control all the same.

"Fighting is one thing, but you can't make a choice like that without your mother's permission and you know it! Your mom is who you've got remember? You are human as much as you are Ctarl!" he was trying to appeal to her sense as much as it looked.

She laughed with a hint of a purr and a growl on the edge of her voice as she spoke; closing the gap between them slowly while looking at his eyes directly, her eyes slitted more..she almost completely in her place as a dominant Ctarl female right now, that much was sure.

"My mother may be my guardian, but she doesn't tell a mature Ctarl what to do; and neither does a weaker male, so either submit and save yourself lumps...or scratch that: resist all you damn well want, your mine one way or the other!" she said before jumping on him and pinning him by the throat while seating herself on his lap, why bother with talking? Action was far better suited.

The scuffle in the room wouldn't yet be known for a while, there was simply no way to know that hybrid Ctarls reacted this way, as even Haomaru's blood differed from his student Y'tue and Hilda's daughter Elise; the rage had begun and it was simply a matter of finding out how the hard way, and with matters set into motion now all that remained was Elise's declaration to come to fruition once she ended Y'tue's struggle that is.

(End Chapter)

I know its a quick end and a little cheap of me to stop right here, but I want to ask those who do read it: should this be allowed? Should Hilda stop her daughter or do you think this extra bit of drama would be fun? The thing is, don't count Y'tue out yet, he isn't Hao's best student (one of two students) for nothing. Depending upon a sword to solve your problems would have gotten no where....well I humbly await your reaction, please Review.

-Quentix