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Chapter 35: Fuyumi and Izuno's Witchy Adventure Part 2

Fuyumi grabbed a nearby chair and flung it at Misaki. Misaki smirked and drew a kanji character Fuyumi didn't have time to read in front of her face. Then she blew through it, blowing purple smoke towards Fuyumi.

"Fuyumi," Izuno yelled. "Hold your breath!"

Fuyumi dove down, covering her mouth and holding her breath. The smoke cleared, just when Fuyumi thought her lungs would burst. She looked up to see Misaki scowling at Izuno.

"Why you-!" Misaki growled.

But Izuno put his arms through the bars and grabbed her, gently.

"You know, you're a very pretty girl," Izuno said, in her ear.

Misaki blushed. "You really think so?"

"Yes, of course."

Fuyumi clenched her fists. What the flip was he doing at a time like this?

"You have very beautiful hair," Izuno continued. He cast a glance towards Fuyumi.

"You like my hair?" Misaki asked, cutely. "Yours is nice too, y'know."

"Sure, but yours is purple; the color of the digitalis,"-he glanced towards Fuyumi again, as if he was trying to tell her something- "Also known as the foxglove, am I right? You have an edge to you. Now that I think about it, the digitalis is also called Dead Man's Bells or Witches' Gloves."

Fuyumi thought for a moment. Seemingly, Misaki used a poison that, like the foxglove flower, could be very dangerous. She knew exactly what she needed to do then.

Izuno smiled, knowing that he had gotten his point across.

"Ne, ne!" Akemi said. "You're always so popular, Misaki-chan! I wish I could be that popular."

"You're cute too," Izuno smiled, running his fingers through Akemi's hair.

"Akemi!" Misaki whipped around. "Look out!"

Before Akemi and Misaki knew it, Fuyumi had thrown another chair. Akemi put up a force field; but instead of hitting Akemi's forcefield, Misaki was hit and thrown to the ground. Was that Akemi's only power?

Akemi and Misaki stepped forward.

"That's it," Misaki smirked.

Akemi giggled. "We're going to have to show you what love truly is! Here comes your lesson from the Koi-Koi Witches of Pain!"

Honestly?

Akemi smiled and then released an ear-piercing scream, sending blasting sound waves out and bringing Fuyumi to her knees.

"Love blinds you because it takes away your ability to hear," Misaki explained. "Then…"

"It binds you!" Akemi shot light out of her fingertips that wrapped around Fuyumi, tying her up.

"Next it brings pain," Misaki smiled as the binding light-ropes sent out painful pulses of magic.

"Is that all you got?" Fuyumi growled. Her torso may have been binded but she could freely use her legs.

Akemi screamed more sound waves at her. Fuyumi kicked an aluminum tray off the table towards Akemi. The tray repelled the sound waves right back at Akemi. Akemi shrieked under the force of her own power but thankfully no sound waves reached Fuyumi. The pain caused Akemi to lose her concentratioon which caused the light-ropes to become deactivated. Misaki was unforgiving; she began drawing the sign in front of her mouth again. But suddenly, Izuno tackled her to the ground.

"Izuno?" Fuyumi was taken aback. "How did you…?"

Izuno nodded towards Akemi. "Hair-pins are useful for picking locks."

Fuyumi grinned.

Okay, it was time to end this. Fuyumi concentrated with all her strength and then grabbed Akemi's head. A light surrounded Akemi, and then she turned into smoke and was imprisoned in a bottle nearby, on the floor. Fuyumi turned to Misaki.

"Useless girl," Misaki smirked. "You can't do anything without magic or your little boyfriend."

Fuyumi kicked the witch who cried out in pain. "I am not useless!" With this she sent Misaki into the bottle.

"So that's it?" Izuno asked.

"Yeah, they'll die of starvation," Fuyumi explained. "Still not going to admit magic exists?"

"Probably not."

And then Fuyumi's legs gave out on her.

"Not useless, huh?" Izuno laughed.

"Oh, just shut up and carry me!" Fuyumi growled. "Oh…that sounded wrong."

Izuno just gave a pleased smirk before lifting Fuyumi onto his back.

And as Izuno rode with Fuyumi in a taxi to her apartment that night, Fuyumi drifted off to sleep. Izuno chuckled lightly as her head rested on his shoulder. Fuyumi wasn't the prettiest girl; she was a bit short and flat-chested. She was proper, superstitious and currently battered and bruised. But she was strong-willed and kind. That, Izuno decided, was enough to make her attractive.

Just barely. He added mentally.

A/N: Okay, don't worry, now we get back to the Hidan and Kakuzu action stuff but a certain someone I'm going to call "Turtle-chan" asked for a pairing in this fic so here she has it. I hope I pleased her and continue to live up to everyone's expectations. I'm trying my hardest. Thanks for reading! :)