"What the hell?" I asked, "What compelled you to want to wrestle?"

"Let's just call it an...experiment," Kagura said with that evil smirk, "See what happens."

An experiment. Great. And just like that, she was back to being the old Kagura.

"And why is Ayame here? Shouldn't she be chasing after Gin like the crazy stalker she is?" I asked.

If Ayame actually took offense to that, she didn't show it. Then again, she has never exactly been quite in touch with reality. Or she is proud to be Gin's crazy stalker.

"It's two against one, duh!" Kagura said condescendingly.

Somehow I figured Ayame would be on Kagura's team rather than mine. What's in it for her, I don't know.

"You sure you wouldn't rather..."

I didn't get to finish my sentence. Before I could say the next word, Kagura had head-butted me in the stomach, nearly sending me flying into the wall. What the hell was that for? And before I could get up, she already sat on me, keeping my face to the ground.

"Pathetic, baka," Kagura said, "You already lost."

"No...I haven't," I muttered, "You said we were wrestling...which means I just have to stay off my back!"

I had rolled over to my side, sending Kagura flying off. Once again, she had that evil smirk on her face, the one that basically said 'Challenge accepted'. Moving one leg forward, Kagura lunged towards me with the intention of digging her kneecap into me, even though this was SUPPOSED to be WRESTLING! Fortunately, not only did I duck just in time to avoid a kneecap to the face, but I was also able to reach out and grab her ankle, sending her flat on her face into the ground. This time, it was my turn to sit on her, if not to pin her as were the actual rules of wrestling, but just to give her a taste of her own medicine. But I had forgotten that unlike myself, Kagura had a teammate.

"Do something, Ayame!" she cried.

Next thing I know, Ayame dashes towards me, then wraps her legs around my face to try and suffocate me. First off, it was awkward enough having my face practically stuffed into Ayame's snatch (even though she was still wearing her sweatpants, but still). Secondly, it was working. I was finding it hard to breathe. It felt as though she were actually trying to choke me. How could this possibly help Kagura if I'm still sitting on her?

"I'm still down here!" Kagura shouted.

So apparently she was thinking the same thing. I could only think of one thing to get myself out of this position, and I really hoped it would work. Using what strength I had left, I raised my hands and started tickling the soles of Ayame's feet. Evidently, they were VERY ticklish, because no sooner did I touch them when she broke out in a fit of laughter, releasing her legs from my face and falling to the floor. I rolled over to my side, catching my breath. But once again, I forgot I was up against a twosome.

"On your back, baka!" Kagura shouted.

She planted her foot on my chest. I found myself unable to get up. For someone with such short legs, they were incredibly strong. I was able to get my shoulders off the ground, but everything below that was held to the ground by an overpowered leg.

"Keep him there," said Ayame.

Kagura held me down, and at this point, I didn't even try to struggle. Of course, that was before I knew what came next.

"My beloved Gin is afraid of my feet," Ayame said, blushing to the side, "I must show that they are nothing to be feared."

The first thing that went through my mind was that it was not Ayame's feet that Gin was afraid of. It was obviously Ayame herself, who ironically is the only one who would not recognize that. I completely forgot what the second thing was going to be, because I learned that when Ayame said she must 'show' her feet are nothing to be afraid of, apparently, in her own twisted mind, that meant 'make someone else smell her feet'. Which is what was happening now. Ayame has placed her foot completely over my face. I don't think she's washed her feet recently, because they definitely smelled a bit cheesy. My nose was in between her big toe and her index toe, both of which she then started to use to squeeze my nostrils together. Is she seriously trying to suffocate me? Well, I know her feet are ticklish, so if they worked with my fingers...

"Gahahahahahah!"

This time, I used my tongue. Opening my mouth as much as I could under those circumstances, I licked Ayame's sole, and sure enough, it got a reaction. Once again, she was on the floor laughing hysterically...just as Kagura charges towards me.

"Seriously?!" I asked, "I can't catch a break!"

Kagura had hopped on my back attempting to bring me down to the ground. Now she was just being sadistic (well, more than usual), resorting to pulling my hair to get me into submission. Of course I felt pain, but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing she was making me suffer. What I did try to do was reach behind me to grab her and maybe pull her off of me. I managed to grab part of her and I tried doing something I had seen on TV once...I had rolled forward and sent her flying in that general direction.

Now, the next moment was roughly only a couple of seconds, but it felt much longer when I realized what had happened. About halfway through my somersault, I realized I was still holding onto something even though Kagura was already off me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw I was holding a pair of red sweatpants. Kagura's sweatpants. Which led to my next discovery. Once I landed on my feet and had looked up, in my face (well, not literally in it, but in front of it) was Kagura's bare butt. She had decided to go commando during this sparring match. Big mistake on her part, because now she was just standing there, unable to move out of sheer, utter embarrassment. I would have thought my foot fetish and subsequent actions with Kagura would have been more embarrassing for her, but evidently I was wrong. I must have been staring at her blushing bottom for a little too long, because from the corner of the room, Ayame was livid. Who'd have thought someone making perverted suggestions to Gin would be so upset by another person accidentally seeing a girl naked?

"How dare you take advantage of a little kid!" she shouted.

Little, yes. Kid, not so much, though she definitely had the mental mindset of one. Either way, it didn't stop her from sending me to the ground. Only this time, she wasn't trying to get me to smell her feet. I may have actually been luckier if that was the case. This time, she flat out kicked me in the nuts, and proceeded to push me into the wall like a schoolyard bully. For a while, my vision got hazy. I wasn't expecting to actually have to fight for my life (or at least for a functional pair of balls) over all this.

When I looked up, though, I had been expecting more attacks to my body. This was not the case. Kagura had been directly behind Ayame, holding her back via choke hold. Wait, Kagura was...protecting me? I should probably be grateful to her even though she is still blackmailing me. For now, I watched what had been unfolding right in front of me. Ayame had raised her arms up to try and pull Kagura's arms off her, but to no avail. She was kicking her legs in the air and her face was getting redder and redder the more she struggled. And the crowning achievement in contradictory behavior; she started coughing and breathing faster, somehow thinking it would help her. It didn't. It allowed Kagura's choke hold to take effect, rendering Ayame unconscious. Kagura lowered Ayame's head to the floor, then backed away as I got up, having regained my senses.

"Er, um, thanks...for that," I said, "Oh, and, um, here's your pants."

I threw her red sweatpants to her and she had put them back on once she had caught them.

"I thought pervert Shinpachi would want to see my butt, uh-huh," teased Kagura.

"I like feet, Kagura," I told her, "Almost any girl can have pretty feet."

"Like Ayame's?" she asked.

"I wouldn't say...wait, what are we going to do about her?" I asked.

Both Kagura and I turned our attention towards the unconscious Ayame. Since being choked out, her face had been partially covered with strands of her blue hair and a small trail of drool leaving her lips.

"She should be up in a little bit," said Kagura, "I didn't choke her too hard."

Sure she didn't. That's why Ayame totally wasn't puffing her cheeks trying to get air. That was sarcasm by the way.

"Hello? Anyone home?"

Someone had opened the door to our apartment and invited themselves in. I wasn't aware we were expecting anyone, but Kagura didn't seem surprised.

"Oh yeah, that's right," said Kagura, "I invited her here to help us out."

"Invited who?" I asked.

My question was answered when a girl with black raven hair walked into our room. And I was a little more than surprised by this visit.

"Otae?"