A little sneak peek of the redo I suppose. Editing not final. Just a gift ;)

Tyki Mikk was the number one thing he hated most on this earth—in this world—hell this universe right now. He was sure he had made that painstakingly clear.

Apparently not.

It was easy to think of Tyki Mikk as an enemy. He controlled Akumas, the thing that made his life hell on a regular basis and the thing that gave him this shitty body in the first place. He was a Noah, those arrogant, cocky, son of a bitch bastards who made a habit of interfering with his daily life, daily as if it was some game. And Tyki Mikk as a person was lost cause for an argument in the first place. He was the bloody Tyki Mikk. There was no way to get around that fact. He was bound to his bed in his room—he assumed—stuck with the Noah bastard himself.

The Noah was taking a huge risk by giving him an opportunity to free his bindings.

Kanda's wrist were swollen from the tight straps by now and were growing numb from the loss of blood circulation. It was an easy fix if he could just break these binds. The Lotus mark could heal these injuries fine, but there'd be no point. Unfortunately, the lotus did what it wanted and despite his uncaring attitude towards his wrists, his body was already beginning to try to get the blood circulating again. Good luck with that.

Because of the body's constant attempt to fix his wrists, the gash on his arm was healing slower—much slower. It hissed meekly as the wound covered over with scar tissue and turned a lightish red. He still had minor cuts and bruises from his encounter with Rhode and Tyki the first time, which meant he hadn't been out for long; what should've been healed in one minute was now taking 10. The small droplets of blood flowing down his arm from his gash and down his elbow to his fingertips, mellowed out, becoming a small little stream. He was healing at least, rapidly in some sense although it wasn't quick enough for his tastes.

"Come on lovely, how 'bout a little game?" Tyki derided. It was obvious Kanda's healing had slowed. Tyki could see that, hell even Kanda knew Tyki knew.

Kanda pulled at the ropes stubbornly, "Like hell I'm going to-" the ropes that bound his wrists loosened and dropped behind the bed. Kanda sat up, grabbed Tyki's collar and punched him in the face. If it were anyone else they would've paused for a moment, a moment of shock or surprise overwhelmed their basic instincts to run, but Kanda was not anyone and thus, he was alert, awake and ready to beat an army down with one fist. There was no hesitation in his punch. Tyki's golden eyes widened but otherwise remained arrogant. He half expected Kanda to take the chance anyways. He almost laughed when Kanda's fist phased through him—and reached used the bedpost to hoist himself up and dart towards the door.

"I didn't explain the rules," Tyki chuckled, appearing between Kanda and his one way of escape. That damned door.

Kanda reached for Mugen and grabbed the air. Kanda's eyes darted to his waist. The sheath and blade were gone. His eyes darkened as he faced Tyki again.

Mugen.

"You sick bastard," Kanda seethed. "I'll kill you!"

"It's Tyki Mikk," Tyki corrected.

"I'll call you whatever I want to call you! I don't owe you anything!" Kanda scowled. His eyes couldn't contain the amount of disparagement he felt. "Where's Mugen."

Tyki laughed and stepped towards Kanda, immediately stirring a defensive stance in Kanda the moment he stepped forward. "Why not try saying it at least."

"Like hell I'll speak your vile name. Tell me where Mugen is damnit."

"If you're not willing to indulge in my game then the blade is useless to me." Tyki stood across from Kanda. He was only a few inches away. "If you say it, I'll tell you where it is." Kanda bit his lip and glared. That fuckingbastard.

"You have a choice to make Kanda."

Kanda stared up at him and glared. He didn't even have heat vision and his eyes bore into Tyki like the comet about to crash to make the dinosaurs extinct. Kanda opened his mouth, shut it and then opened it again with a vile smirk. His darkened angry eyes flared deeply with resolve.

"As if, I'd do a game with you."