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Ayame POV:

People were streaming into the gym as usual, to see the fight. There were more people than normal, if only because Inuyasha's reputation had taken a drastic up rise. Sure, he was one of the most talented high school age boxers last year too, but no one paid much attention back then. They were all too focused on Sesshomaru.

I fought the moving tide of people, looking for Koga. I had made up some excuse to talk to him… by stealing his wallet. Hopefully the conversation would be as the follows:

The world of Ayame's Imagination

"Hey Koga! You forgot your wallet!"

"Wow, thanks Ayame! You're a great person!"

"Gee Koga, that's so nice of you! Wanna watch the fight together?"

"Sounds great!"

Back to real life.

Yeah, reality did not, repeat not go that way. I skidded around the corner to hear Koga speaking in heated tones.

"Shut the hell up Arashi!" (A/N: Lol, look who it is! Hope Kasi doesn't mind this!) He snarled to the Amazon woman before him. She was tall, taller than he was by a small amount, and looked strong. Her pale blue skin was criss-crossed in white stripes, a white tunic-like dress hugging her curves and blending with her cream colored hair. The golden thunderbolt on her forehead flashed in the light, as did the heavy gem at her throat, currently crackling with electricity.

"No, you shut the hell up and listen to me Koga!" she yelled right back at him. "Our relationship would never have worked out in the first place!"

Crap. I walked in on a break up scene… lalalalalalala! I'm not hearing any of this!

"You always complain about how I'm always getting you down with my 'depressing' attitude. You want somebody who's constantly happy, go date Jakotsu, I'm sure he'd take you!"

Hey, I'm constantly happy…

"On top of that you complain about my height making you feel short. Guess what? You are, comparatively!"

…And shorter than Koga…

"And hell, I'm not even in your species group! I'm a fricken feline!" She finished.

…And the same type of demon as Koga! Wow, what a coincidence! Or maybe it's just the fact that Koga and I are soul-mates and he's too stupid to notice!

"Fine then!" he said angrily. "If that's what you want."

"Believe it buster!" the other girl hissed, for the first time showing truly cat-like characteristics. She whipped around and stomped off. Koga slumped against the wall looking pissed. I peeked around the corner and had a heart attack when he caught my eye.

"Whadaya want Ayame?" he sighed. I edged closer to him nervously.

"I-I just… you dropped your wallet." I muttered, losing confidence by the second. I plopped the thing in his waiting hand.

"Thanks."

"No problem…" I murmured, leaning against the wall next to him.

"Damn, have I got some issues." He said out of the blue. I snorted.

"Heh, I'll say." He gave me a side long glance.

"So do you."

"Well yes, but… heeeey! You're not supposed to tell a girl she has issues!" I complained. He raised his hands in defense.

"Alright, alright, no need to get your tail in a twist over it! Just sayin' is all." I rolled my eyes. After a moment, I sighed. "What's up?"

"Nothing."

"Come on," he begged. "We're like, sorta friends, right?" he pleaded. I furrowed my eyebrows without looking at him.

"Why only 'sorta'? Why can't we just be… more… than friends?" Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn! That did not just come out of my mouth. The look on his face was stunned. I continued, words tumbling out before I had a chance to stop them. My eyes filled with tears as I spoke. "I really, really like you Koga. You just never…seem to have time… to listen."

He stared at me as if seeing me for the first time. "A-Ayame, I just didn't think…"

"You're right. You didn't think, because if you had, you would have noticed something!"

"I'm sorry Ayame, I didn't think that you… that you felt that way." He said softly. I gave a derisive snort.

"Yeah, cause I've only been tagging after you for about eight years." He raised one hand in a bewildered manner to scratch his head.

"Has it been that long?" I rolled my teary eyes at him.

"You're an idiot." He shrugged at me. As I looked up at his face I decided to risk it. I leaned in and kissed him full on the mouth. He sucked in a short breath before returning the kiss. I pulled back and hugged him, leaning my head against his chest. "Luckily for you, I don't mind."

We suddenly heard a massive roar, signifying that the match was about to commence. I grabbed Koga's hand and ran back down the hall. He stumbled along behind me.

"Ah! Ayame, where's the fire?" He yelped, almost face-planting into the tile.

"I promised Kagome I'd be there! We're gonna go watch with her!" I suddenly halted, and Koga had to skid to a stop to avoid colliding with me. "Koga…" I drew a deep breath. "Please get over Kagome. She loves Inuyasha, but I love you." He looked at me for a moment.

"Ayame, would you be my girlfriend?" He asked seriously. I gaped at him for a moment.

"YES!" I shrieked, causing him to step back in surprise. I lunged at him and pulled the wolf-boy into a bone-crushing hug.

"C-can't… breathe…!" He gasped. I relented a bit and grabbed his hand again, leading him through the double doors into the full gym. We dodged and weaved through the crowd, trying to find Kagome. Unsurprisingly she was found with Sango and Shippo. Luckily, the fight was just about to start.

Kagome looked as if she just wanted it to be over.

Inuyasha POV:

The bell rang, signifying the start of the battle. To be honest, I was a little nervous.

The guy in front of me was huge, fanged, purple, horned, and had piercing red eyes that seemed to bore into my skull. He could read minds so that was probably a good analogy…

I decided to make my first assault from the right. I gave a swift feint to the left and suddenly changed to the right at the last second. He was already there.

His huge hand blocked mine easily, and with a flick of his wrist I was sent flying into the other corner of the ring. He gave a low chuckle.

"Ha, you foolish half-breed mutt! You'll have to do better than that." He laughed. I seethed with anger and remembered Sesshomaru's advice.

Think nothing and act on instinct. Shouldn't be too hard for you, you're…. Stop right there, mental Sesshomaru! I don't need you insulting me in my head too! I began to try and clear my mind, but doing that and not getting punched across the face at the same time was hard to do.

The more I was forced to dodge, the angrier I became. Being pissed is not the best way to clear your head. Mr. 'I-don't-have-any-emotion' probably found it easy to empty his mind, but I sure as hell didn't.

Goshinki's fist slammed into my stomach, sending me reeling from the inability to draw oxygen. He hit me again and again, all while I struggled to breathe. I finally tried for another attack, but he knew.

He sidestepped and stood behind me, giving me a shove. I fell to my knees and struggled upright again. He landed another hit on my chin and I stumbled blindly into the ropes. He slammed me in the face and I fell.

There was no way I could win this. It wasn't possible.

"One!" called the ref, beginning my countdown.

Think of nothing and act on instinct… on instinct…

"Two!"

That was it! If I gave over to my demon form I could act without thinking!

"Three!"

I breathed slowly in and allowed the pent up fire to fill me.

"Four!"

Everything seemed to slow down as my own reactions speeded up. The hushed whisper of the crowd deepened into a slow, resonant hum.

"Five!"

I could hear everything. Every person in the crowd….

"Six!"

…Kagome's worried whimpers….

"Seven!"

…The mouse under the ring...

"Eight!"

…Goshinki's heartbeat…

"Nine!"

Time to act.

Sango POV:

I held Kagome around the shoulder as she buried her face against my arm. I'm not even sure why she came to those things, she always freaked out. I had to admit though, this was a nasty fight.

"Eight!" came the call, and Inuyasha still hadn't moved. Miroku swore lowly beside me.

"Dammit! Get up Yash! Come on…come on…!" he whispered.

"Nine!" It wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to get up. He had lost. The referee raised his hand for the final strike, but Inuyasha wasn't on the mat anymore. Faster than human eye could follow, he had flashed up to Goshinki's eye level.

"How's it going?" He asked. His voice was strange, rougher, colder… His fist contacted Goshinki's jaw with blinding speed. I couldn't keep up with his movements. I only heard the contact he made, never seeing him move.

"Damn…" Miroku whispered. I looked at him.

"What?" He didn't answer but kept his eyes riveted on the now thoroughly one-sided fight.

"No, no, no, no… not good, this is not good!" he cried getting more agitated by the second.

"What?" I yelled, getting impatient. He didn't need to answer. Inuyasha turned slightly, and I caught sight of his face.

Glinting crimson eyes, a vicious fanged smile, lavender stripes… I grabbed Miroku's hand in involuntary fear.

"How?" shouted Goshinki, a welter of blood spattering from his mouth. Inuyasha stood motionless before him, smiling in anticipation.

"How what, you bastard?" he asked in a calm, yet hostile manner.

"How is it that I can't see your mind? You… you aren't even a half-breed anymore! What are you?" At his words the spectators hushed and waited for Inuyasha's answer. His smile grew wider, exposing wicked fangs.

"How the hell should I know? In any case, I'm…. in a class of my own!" his last words were ripped from his as he darted forward and smashed his fist into Goshinki's face. There was a sickening crunch, and the other demon fell, knocked out cold.

Inuyasha began to laugh, a chilling sound, with no mirth in it. His voice contained pure enjoyment as he spoke. "Really, Goshinki? I thought you were tougher than that." Miroku ran forward, dragging me with him, and with me was Kagome.

Miroku let go and jumped into the ring, grabbing Inuyasha's shoulders, shaking him lightly. "Inuyasha, snap out of it! The fight's over!" I gasped as Inuyasha brought his fist slamming into Miroku's stomach, winding him.

"Get off me." He spat, shaking the other boy off. There was commotion in the crowd. Everyone knew that Inuyasha and Miroku were best friends, so what the hell was happening? Kagome raised her eyes to the scene on the mat. Pulling away from me, she ran forward and hopped in next to Miroku.

"Inuyasha!" she cried running up to him. His eyes widened at her touch as she hugged him. I bit my lip. What if he hit her?

"Kagome?" his voice was losing some of the terrifying bloodlust. "Kagome, what are you…." His pupils became gold again and the stripes faded a tiny bit. His eyes widened in realization. "Damn!"

He cast a glance at Goshinki before pulling Miroku upright.

"Sorry about that Miroku."

"No problem…" the other boy gasped. He looked at Goshinki again.

"I broke his jaw." The ref nodded.

"You won the fight." He said to Inuyasha. The half-breed shrugged.

"I kinda figured. He's not getting up." The crowd began to disperse and Inuyasha gathered his things. He looked thoroughly disgusted. "I can't believe I lost control like that…" He muttered. Miroku smiled at him.

"Pshaw, it's all good! You won! Let's hit Myoga's for the sake of old times!" the other boy cried. Inuyasha agreed faintly, but I could tell he wasn't satisfied with his own behavior.

And in my opinion, I didn't want to see what just happened again.

Naraku POV:

"Damn you Goshinki!" I spat in supreme anger. "You were supposed to get that miserable dog out of the running!" The demon nursed his broken jaw, merely grunting in reply. "Get out of my sight." I hissed at him, and he left in a hurry.

I rubbed my temples, thinking. This threw a twist on things. The way it was supposed to go was Goshinki winning, and putting Inuyasha in the hospital by 'accident'. Then, I would slip in and either smother him in his bed or swap his medication to something deadly. Now that wouldn't work.

My mind flashed with a brilliant idea. It didn't matter if Goshinki lost. It was approaching the semi-finals, and everyone seemed to forget that I was a boxer too. A boxer who was still in the running.

If I beat Inuyasha, then I could ambush him on his way home, kill him with a knife in the back and then claim that tried to beat me up after the match. That would make my actions 'self-defense'. I smiled. That would work well. Kikyo would be upset though. I would break my promise if I killed him.

"But since when did I ever intend to keep my promises?" I whispered to myself, giving a wicked smile.