A/N Ah, we have reached chapter 10 at last! Woot!

Guys, I'm totally excited, this weekend I get to go to my Girl Guide District Camp! *dances on the spot* It's like, the funnest thing I've ever done, I go every single year. And this year our theme is Harry Potter, so we get to do A Very Potter Musical for entertainment! AND I GET TO BE DRACO MALFOY!

Ahh, I'm gonna have fun. But while I'm off having a great time, please enjoy this piece of entertainment I have prepared for you~~

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Chapter Ten – Sportsmanlike

Ash gasped, as the figure of the man in black appeared over ridge of the hill. "Inconceivable!"

Agni glanced his way, head cocked at an odd angle. "I think Grell is right," he said thoughtfully. "That word doesn't mean what you think it does..."

Ash turned on him, anger making his face whiter than ever. "Am I going crazy," he hissed, "or did the word think escape from your lips!" He lashed out. "You were not hired for your ability to think! Moron!"

"So what do we do now?" Soma fretted. The man in black was steadily getting closer and closer. Ash was quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he pointed at Agni.

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes. I'll take the princess; you stay here and hide behind that rock. When he comes around, kill him your way."

"Okay." Agni stopped. "Uh, Ash? What's my way again?"

Ash walked over to him, and said very, very slowly, "Pick up a rock, hide behind that boulder, and when he comes into sight, HIT HIM WITH THE ROCK!" He stomped off angrily.

"Ohhh," A light of understanding came over Agni's face as Ash stomped away, a screaming and struggling Ciel in his arms. He turned to Soma with a thoughtful look in his eyes. "My way is not very sportsman-like."

But nevertheless, he picked up a rock, and both he and Soma hid behind a boulder.

The man in black ran heroically around a corner. Soma gave a squeal and dived behind Agni, trying to hide from the man's soul-stealing red eyes.

He slowed as he turned the corner, warily, as though he suspected something was about to go down. And it was a very good thing he did, because nanoseconds later, a rock came flying out of nowhere and smashed into the ground beside him.

He whipped around, pulling his sword out. Agni stepped out from behind his boulder, and the man in black tensed visibly. "I could have killed you, if I wanted to," he said amiably.

"I believe you," said the man in black, equally as friendly. "It begs the question, though, what do you want?"

"I want us to fight each other as God intended," Agni shrugged. "Sportsmanlike."

"You mean," the man in black gestured, "You'll put down your rock and I'll put down my sword, and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?"

Agni raised the rock, with an amused look on his face. "I could kill you now."

The man in black nodded, lowering his sword. "Although," the man in black noted quietly, "I think the odds are slightly in your favour." Agni merely smiled calmly at him.

The man in black rushed forwards with all his strength, ready to begin wrestling with the other man. However, he ran straight into him, Agni not moving an inch. The man in black stifled a groan of pain. "Ow."

He tried again, attempting to lift the man off his feet. Agni raise his eyebrows, his feet remained rooted to the ground.

The man in black backed off, glaring at the other. "All right," he said tersely, "Are you actually fighting or just playing with me?"

Agni smiled, again. He did that a little too much for his character. "I just want you to feel you are doing well," he said kindly. "There is no honour in your death otherwise."

"Right," said the man in black. Agni made a move towards him, but he ducked, rolling under his legs.

"You are quick," said Agni appreciatively. "Why do you wear a mask? Are you hideously ugly underneath there?"

"Not in the slightest," replied the man in black, dodging a few punches thrown his way. "It's just, they're terribly comfortable. I think everyone will be wearing them in the future." He jumped up on a boulder, and onto Agni's back, latching his arms around the Indian's neck.

Agni swung his arms around wildly, attempting to get the man in black off. "It is so much harder fighting you, than the usual," he groaned, ramming his back against a huge boulder in an attempt to get the man in black off.

"Why is that," An out of breath masked man replied, "Do you think?"

"Well," said Agni, "I am so used to fighting big gangs of people. I haven't fought against one person in such a long time."

"Why should that make such a-" his breath was knocked out, as Agni slammed him against another boulder. "-difference..."

"You use different techniques," It was getting harder for Agni to breathe. His vision was beginning to have spots behind it. "When you are fighting twelve men," he fell to his knees, "than when you are fighting," he collapsed. "Just one."

The man in black pulled himself off, patting his Indian foe on the back. He wasn't dead, he decided, merely knocked out. It was a good way to leave him.

"I don't envy you the headache you will have when you awake." The man in black had once himself been subjected to it, but in the form of a hangover from drinking too much. "But, in the meantime, sleep well. And dream of..." His gaze wandered over to Soma, who was huddling fearfully in a corner. "Of purple-haired companions."

Then he was off, picking up his sword from the ground, as that odd music that always played whenever he was doing something heroic started up. He ran in the direction of the princess.

Said princess had had just about enough of being treated like a woman. He clawed at Ash's legs, attempting to get away. The pale man - who looked disturbingly like Byakuran, now that the authoress thinks about it – merely laughed it off.

"You'll never escape me, Princess!"

"I AM A MAN! STOP CALLING ME A GODDAMNED PRINCESS!"

A/N Whoooo~~~

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