Like Lightning- Because We'll Match

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I admit, I think this chapter kind of sucks. I think I made Blaire out of her character. Oh, well. The next chapter will make up for it fo sure! Hahaha. Hope I didn't abuse your characters too much in this chapter Remyx! Don't think I'm done with them just yet... Surprises, surprises!

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"Okay, Drew! Let's settle this now!" Blaire commanded, looking straight into the eyes of the said coordinator.

He gave her a devious smirk, "You sure about that?"

She gulped. It was now or never, wasn't it?

"You're on!"

Drew put one of his arms around her neck and kissed her on the forehead.

"You're debt is paid," he said simply before walking off.

She blushed and fell on her knees. DREWWWW!!!!

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"Drew?" Blaire asked cautiously.

Sure, she had seen Drew flinch before from their battles, but somehow, it was different this time. No cold sweat covered his forehead; honestly, if wasn't looking close enough, she wouldn't have noticed him flinch at all.

"Let's go," he said quickly, grabbing his hand.

"Heh... look at his cute little girlfriend. Hey, do you think she knows her boyfriend is a player?" the scary tall girl sneered.

Blaire glared at her. Was there a reason she was talking smack about Drew right in front of him? It didn't really seem that Drew knew all of them, but they knew him. Well, he was an oh-so famous coordinator, wasn't he?

"She's not my girlfriend," he said firmly.

"Are you trying to say that I lied?" the older girl snarled.

The other tall teenager rushed at him and pinned Drew to the wall, "Yeah, you tryin' to call my girl a liar? I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Drew cringed. What kind of people was Sora hanging out with now? The pain in his neck wasn't that bad. The teen was holding him softer than it looked. Either way, Blaire was pissed. Some other guy she didn't know was pinning her punching bag to a wall without her permission. With all the force she had, she rammed into the tall, silver-haired boy.

"My punching bag!" she yelled, catching the attention of a few of the customers around them.

The other boy stumbled a bit as Blaire went to check on the semi-gasping Drew. His girlfriend was definitely the opposite of happy when she yanked Blaire up by her hair.

"You tryin' to do somethin', h**? You mad cause my boy pinned up your little b**** to a wall? Huh?" she screamed in her face.

Blaire winced. Her hair was a bit of a sensitive spot for her, and since it was being pulled, she wasn't really in a comfort zone. She glared at the girl before speaking.

"Hey, crazy-psycho lady, you got a problem with me?" she asked, spitting in her face.

The other gave her a malicious grin, wiping the spit off, "You're gonna wish you hadn't done that."

Drew got up as soon he saw the scary girl started squeezing Blaire's neck. They should've just left as soon as they picked their clothes instead of trying them on. His arms wrapped around Blaire's stomach, and he yanked her towards him as hard as he could.

With an inaudible gasp, Blaire fell backwards onto Drew. She wasn't being held that tightly for Drew to pull so hard.

"What a cute couple. Well, they won't be so cute after this," the black-haired girl bellowed, her and her boyfriend raising their fist at the two sitting ducks- Drew and Blaire.

"ENKO!" one of the younger girl's screamed, pulling her sister back.

"REI!" the younger boy shouted, grabbing his hero's arm.

The two immediately stopped to Blaire's surprise. It didn't look like the younger pair could even put up a fight against the two they were holding, but there they were, stopping them from being punched and beat to bloody pulps.

"What?" the girl, Enko, asked irritably.

"Leave them alone!" the younger girl panted.

"Sora?" Drew asked, confused why the boy was helping him.

The boy, Sora, gave him the same sad look he had when he first saw Drew in the store, "Leave, Drew."

Drew was speechless. The two haven't seen each other for so long, and he was being told to leave?

"But-"

Blaire quickly got up, making him realize she had been sitting on him. If it were under any other time, he would've blushed, but now wasn't the time.

"Thanks," she said quickly, pulling him off the ground and out of his thoughts.

Drew saw the boy nod as Blaire dragged him to a counter that was completely out of their line of sight. Blaire didn't say a word as she paid for the clothes. When the lady asked if they were alright, she just gave her a simple nod. Apparently, the news of a small fight had spread around the store. Why hadn't they stopped it then?

"We should probably go now. The contest is probably going to start soon," she said quietly.

Blaire didn't know what else to say. The look on Drew's face was a little depressing for the usually haughty coordinator, and as his new 'friend', she didn't really know what to do. Should she ask him what the problem was? Would that be too pushy for a new friend? Act as if it were no big deal? I'm not that heartless.

"Hey?" Drew suddenly asked, waving his hand in front her thinking face.

Still in her thoughts, Blaire thought of some more options. Should she hug him? That would feel weird, and he might take it the wrong way. Maybe she should slap him on the back and tell him to get over it. But he might be one of those people who gets set off like that. And Blaire didn't want that for sure.

Drew began waving his hand more rapidly. Sure, he was a little sad from being practically told to sod off by his old friend, but it was all in the past, and he was too cool to stay mopey for a long time anyways.

Maybe she should buy him candy, he might be a candy lover. Or, or maybe she should-

The male poked his female partner on the nose, "Blaire."

Bite him.

"OUCH! LET GO!!!!" he yelped. Somehow, Blaire was always hurting him.

"Hwoo?" she asked, unable to say 'huh' because of the finger in her mouth. "Woooah!"

She let go of the grip she had on his finger. Drew let out a relieved sigh. His finger was only numb now compared to when she was biting him. She gave him a sheepish grin.

"Um... Oops?"

Drew scoffed, "Oops?"

She let out a nervous laugh, "Maybe we should go?"

He looked at the clock. They only had thirty minutes to get to the coliseum! He grabbed her arm and sprinted out of the store.

"That late?" she asked from behind him.

He didn't reply, but ran faster. Blaire gave him an aggravated sigh and ran ahead of him.

"Hey!" he yelled, surprised to be the one being dragged.

"I'm faster than you are," she retorted, "We might actually get there now! You're like a turtle!"

Drew just shook his head and tried to keep up. Although her method was different, for sure, it made him forget about his troubles. If that didn't tell him they had some sort of bond, he was sure Blaire was going to show one to him sooner or later. She grinned at her partner and sped up as fast as she could go till they reached the stadium, much to Drew's protest. She was like fast, just like lightning, and just as captivating.

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"I bet you're surprised we made it fifteen minutes in time," Blaire boasted to a panting Drew.

He glared as he tried to catch his breath. For most people it would take at least maybe forty-five minutes to get to where they were, but of course Blaire was the only one he knew that could defy the laws of speed for a normal human being. Wait! She wasn't normal! She was anything BUT normal! She managed to reach the stadium in less than fifteen minutes!

"C'mere!" she said, plopping her bottom next to a shiny window.

"What?" he asked, sitting next to her.

Her hand reached towards him. Immediately, he blushed. What was she doing? He heard her chuckle and felt a little embarrassed when all she did was move a strand of his hair. Was he really expecting her to do something?

She rummaged through the bag of her secretly bought accessories.

"I got you something!" she beamed, tossing him a sloppily wrapped package.

Drew stared dumbly at the thing in his lap.

"Thanks... I always wanted a... lump," he said unsurely.

Blaire socked his head with more force than she needed.

"Stupid! Open it!" she yelled.

His mouth made an 'O' before he cautiously ripped the wrapping apart. Inside, he found reading specs. Why did she give him those? He had 20/20 vision. She seemed to understand his face and spoke.

"We should see how women take to that. Besides," she began, putting on some specs of her own, "We match."

Drew rolled his eyes before putting them on. Nothing was really different. He guessed that the lenses were really weak, if they weren't just for decoration.

Blaire brought him closer to her and pointed to the mirror, "Don't we make a cute couple?"

He scoffed. The idea of them being a couple was ludicrous... wasn't it?

"Will all participating coordinators please wait inside," a voice spoke through an intercom.

Blaire smirked, a challenging look playing on her face, "Game time."

Drew's expression mirrored hers, "Let's go."