"Well, well. What do we have here?" Benitsubasa looked the three newcomers up and down, sizing them up. They would be her next prey-her victims. He recognized the green haired beauty to be Toyotama. A tall Sekirei with a nasty temper and burning passion that few could match, she fought with a staff and wielded it with a careful grace and deadly precision. Next was Nanaha, a rather shy and obedient Sekirei. She was quiet and kept to herself, and fought using a spear; she was much stronger than the average Sekirei. But, as Benitsubasa stared into her eyes there was nothing timid or obedient in them, only a burning glare. Determination, a sense of having no fear. Lastly, there was Ahiko. Benitsubasa wasn't too familiar with her if at all. She was tall, very tall, even taller than Toyotama by a couple of inches. She couldn't begin to guess why she wore the outfit she did out in the rain, but it did help her identify her from the rest. "I know exactly what I'm looking at. A bunch of melon tits nobodies! Just rushing in for a beat down, you must be friends with those two I already pounded into a pulp."
"All because you're still using training bras doesn't mean we're nobodies and have huge tits." Toyotama quipped. "If you didn't know already. I'm number sixteen, Toyotama. Kicking ass and taking names since day one!"
"I'm going to knock you down a few pegs. I'm number seventy eight, Nanaha." The spear wielder said a second after, pointing her weapon forward. "I can stand a lot of things but arrogance has never been one of them."
Ahiko debated if she should introduce herself. It seemed to be a norm for Sekirei to do so, Hari did it when she first met her, though it wasn't for a fight-or to fight. Rather a kinship, a sister-like bond. Best friends. Oh what the hell? She threw out a few jabs, finishing with a sweeping roundhouse kick for extra flare. "The name is Ahiko. Number is eighty three!" She thought she sounded ridiculous, but who cares everyone was doing it so she will too! "And, my boobs are not that big! I am not melon tits!"
"Oh! Look at the foxy momma in the red!" Haihane almost exclaimed, eyes bulging as she took in her appearance. Her long dark hair, slightly tan skin, and her very bright outfit that was somewhat alluring. She seen a lot of boobs, Luna knocking on her door in the dead of night was quite the show-at times she just wanted to pull the girl in and take total advantage of her. She noted the two looked similar, eyes vibrant and full of life, and she had a sexy figure if she had to say so herself. "She sure is fiiiiinnneee why haven't I ever seen her before~?"
"You're just shameless... And ridiculous." Koto sighed, noticing Haihane checking out Ahiko even from their distance. "Number eighty three... I recall hearing something about her..." He rubbed his chin for a moment, mulling over his thoughts of the past. There was a report that a number eighty three busted out of the tower with little trouble and had since gone missing, recently located in the north. Her abilities were unknown, though it was rumored-said that she had shadow powers, complete control over darkness. The exact opposite of his mentor and mother figure Yume who had the power of light.
"Can you blame me?" Haihane asked, turning to look at him. "That's some eye candy right there... You too Luna-kun. Why I wouldn't mind some whip cream and caramel!" She grinned slightly. "Call that a Luna split!"
"Haihane!" Luna blushed furiously. She may have known Haihane for a very long time now, but she would never, ever, ever get used to her advances. What she thought were advances at least, squeezing her boob and then smacking her ass was an advance if any. "Koto-kun is right you're shameless! Beyond shameless!"
"Stop it." Karasuba said fixing Haihane with a light glare. "Keep your eyes on the battle, not Luna's boobs and ass."
"Kara-sama!" Luna whined.
"I'm just telling her to stop ogling you." The leader shrugged with a blank expression.
"Why do I have to be so buxom?" Luna muttered to herself, turning away from her two comrades so they didn't see her blush. But, she was staring right into Koto's eyes, she realized, and her blush only intensified. "Why me?"
"You three will do just fine!" Benitsubasa cracked her neck. "I'll take you three on at the same time!"
"Cocky one isn't she?" Nanaha asked, looking to her two sisters.
"I'd say..." Ahiko muttered, poised to attack. "Let's just see how fast she changes her mind."
"Let's see you deliver on that!" Toyotama yelled, springing forward, swinging her staff at numbing speeds. Benitsubasa ducked under the wide swipe, feeling the air whoosh above her and kick her hair up, she jumped back, distancing herself from the green haired beauty, But Ahiko was in front of her as if she teleported, snapping her leg out in a quick snap kick. Benitsubasa raised an arm, teeth grit as she blocked the blow, her feet driving back into the ground. She prepped to strike again, but Nanaha charged in from the side, thrusting forward, skewing just passed Benitsubasa as the shorter Sekirei dashed to the side narrowly evading the attack.
"Damn it-" Benitsubasa was cut off in mid sentence as Toyotama beamed right for her, spinning in an elaborate pattern as she staff whizzed out. It'd be dazzling to onlookers, hypnotizing even, but for Benitsubasa it was a lethal dance. The staff arced through the gap between them, narrowly clipping Benitsubasa, hard pressing the shorter Sekirei to retreat. There was a lot of force behind those swiping blows, she could feel the air rushing passed her, as if it was overwhelmed by the sheer velocity the staff traveled. She couldn't let that hit her. Toyotama pivoted forward, skewing her trajectory by just a margin, forcing energy into her legs Benitsubasa shot back evading what would have been a crushing blow, boots skidding for purchase.
"Haa!" Ahiko's shout alerted her, but the foot she seen darting for her chest pushed her back, Benitsubasa dodged the kick, taking her opening and threw her right fist out aiming for the girl's chin. Ahiko seen the blow coming-she figured it'd be a right hook, she heaved a breath, snapping herself back, dodging the punch by inches, she completed her flip, springing back and met Benitsubasa fist to knee. Her powerful hips absorbing the impact of the blow, driving her back across the wet cement, Benitsubasa dashed forward throwing another punch-this would connect! Her fist rocketed towards the taller girl, but a flash of red snapped her to the side, and she just barely avoided Toyotama's attack. She hit the ground feet first, sliding back, teeth grit as she felt anger starting to bubble in the pit of her stomach. She had no time to scream in frustration, as Nanaha was upon her jabbing and swinging forward-the two sharp points of her spear forcing her to evade the attacks entirely, staying on the defensive.
It wasn't her style. Benitsubasa was all offense, she was a wrecking ball and plowed through anything that was in front of her. She had been on the defensive a few times, but always managed to mount offense. However, now she was forced back-she couldn't risk getting gouged or cut by that spear, with the two curved tips on the side of the main blade alone would skewer her intestines all over the cement. Damn it! She screamed mentally, eyes narrowing. She needed to push back, find an opening! And, she found one, just enough, Nanaha swung forward-her objective clear as day, behead Benitsubasa, but the shorter Sekirei was quick and ducked under the blow, took her chance and sped forward, fist lashing out. Nanaha jumped back, just avoiding the punch, she forced more energy into her legs-and dashed back completely avoiding the next punch. "Stand still!" Benitsubasa snapped.
"Oh, throwing a tantrum are we!?" Toyotama beamed forward, meeting Benitsubasa head on in a collision. The fist Sekirei grabbed a hold of the staff making to yank it away, but Toyotama was no slouch when it came to strength. Some called her an amazon, and that wasn't for no reason. She yanked back, smirking as sheen surprise and anger flash in the Red Sekirei's eyes-she herself was surprised at Benitsubasa's sheer strength, but she had months of training with Ryu and Miya and those two were monsters. "Your boob is showing!" Toyotama shouted, Benitsubasa's eyes went wide and for a second she turned her focus on her chest, growling when she seen her kimono was still in tact, but that's all Toyotama needed. She rammed the tip of her knee into Benitsubasa's stomach, drawing a pained gasp from the shorter Sekirei, her staff free from the grip, she jumped back admiring her work. Ahiko sprinted forward, seizing her chance-Benitsubasa was winded-still recovering, she threw a kick aiming low, knocking Benitsubasa off of her base and sending her airborne.
"Nanaha!" She said with hast, Seeing a flash beam passed her, the spear wielder clasped her shaft with both hands and swung upward. Benitsubasa braced for the blow, she couldn't block or dodge the blow. She was baited, out witted, and the hit came jarring her bones and forcing a cry of pain to escape her lips. Her world spun and turned uncontrollably, she struggled to control her flight-it came to a screeching and abrupt halt as she smashed spine first into a steel beam. The structure groaned and creaked as it lost its foundation and collapsed into the sea below throwing up water for hundreds of feet. Nanaha landed elegantly surveying the dust and smoke in front of her. Ahiko and Toyotama landed next to her, eyes keenly observing in front of them, before the green haired beauty cracked a grin filled with malice.
"Heheh. I'd say that knocked her down a few pegs." Toyotama couldn't hide her smirk.
"Done to perfection." Nanaha seconded stabbing the end of her spear into the ground. "She has strength, but that's it. Not much for brains though."
"I'd say, but she is far from done." Ahiko finished, laughing, putting her hands on her hips. "That's what she gets for calling me-us names!"
"Really..." Toyotama sighed, massaging her forehead. "Sometimes, I swear you're such a ditz."
"I am not a ditz!" Ahiko frowned. "I'm not blonde."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Toyotama asked, shaking her head. "Blonde hair, seriously?"
"Well, you know the saying." Nanaha chimed in. "At least the saying humans say..."
"See, Nanaha-san knows what I'm talking about!"
"And, why am I not surprised in the least?!" Toyotama quipped.
Their small spate was cut short by a feral scream. No it was a roar-it was a cracking and rather high pitched roar, but a roar nonetheless. There was rage behind the outburst, it would be enough to send a chill down someone's spine. Benitsubasa's shadow became visible through the receding smoke, her steps slow as if her emotions were controlling her movements, with no dealy the smoke swept aside as if pushed by some unseen force and there the Red Sekirei stood. Blood was visible on her chin, in streaks, and her kimono was slightly tattered but still in tact. "Okay, now I'm angry!" She screeched, glaring daggers at the three of them, fist clenching. She was expecting something different from these three, but not that. They worked in sync perfectly, using the other's weakness as a strength, and even baited her into that last attack that sent her spine first into a beam.
"Now, you can't get mad!" Ahiko said as if she was chastising the shorter girl. No she was chastising her. "You have to expect to take some hits when you're in a fight!"
"No! Not by the likes of you melon tits!"
"Stop calling me melon tits!" Ahiko shouted back. "You... Washboard!"
"You..." Benitsubasa trailed off, anger taking a firm hold. Nobody called her washboard and lived to tell about it! There was Haihane, but she couldn't beat her to a bloody pulp, Koto would be all over her and slamming her into the ground, Karasuba would be fuming and she'd receive another shot with the end of her hilt, and Luna would sit there drinking a soda and just watch TV as if nothing was happening. But, she didn't need to worry about that now, Ahiko wasn't on the squad, Benitsubasa was going to her bleed, scream, cry, and then break her in half! "Hey claws get over here!" Benitsubasa turned to her comrade, glaring harshly. "NOW!"
"Oh. No. That is not happening." Koto said with a shrug, not flinching from the glare Benitsubasa shot at him. "I told you to finish those two before and you decided to let your arrogance get the better of you just like you always do." He glanced at Haihane, giving a slight shake of his head. It was clear Haihane was itching to get into the fight, but she'd have to wait, Benitsubasa needed to learn the error of her ways. It wasn't likely, but seeing her take a beating was also satisfying. "You didn't listen to me and now you're going to pay the consequences."
"Fuck you Koto!" Benitsubasa yelled. "I'm going to tell Natsuo and then you'll be sorry-"
"Natsuo doesn't give me orders!" Koto snapped, eyes narrowing. "I only tolerate that queer if it wasn't for him being your and Haihane's Ashikabi I would have killed him a long time ago..." He forced the chuckle down-so badly wanting it to escape. Benitsubasa was glaring at him with so much anger, the same glare she'd give him when they sparred viciously. "Natsuo isn't going to a damn thing, and you will shut your mouth before I shut it for you!"
"I HATE YOU!" Benitsubasa hollered.
"Yo, you going to fight or not?" Toyotama swung her staff, taking Benitsubasa by surprise. The Red Sekirei dodged the blow, jumping to the side, throwing a quick jab, but Toyotama easily evaded the blow, dashing to the side. Ahiko shot forward, snapping out a quick kick, Benitsubasa ducked under the snapping heel kick, and threw a punch forward. Ahiko crossed her arms in front of her face, blocking the blow, teeth grit as she slid back, boots scraping across the cement. Nanaha dashed in from the side, Benitusbasa's eyes widened, she turned drawing a fist back, but Nanaha crouched, propelling herself forward and slashed her side tearing part of the kimono and drawing blood. She turned swiftly, moving to thrust, but Benitsubasa's fist rocketed towards her, colliding with her jaw and sending her flying back, Toyotama dashed in, staff making its wide arc, Benitsubasa ducked under it, but Toyotama smirked slapping it on the back of her neck and spinning it. Momentarily confused and very annoyed, Benitsubasa growled, trying to shake it loose, but felt the end crack across the side of her face.
Her skin burned, almost hissing from the impact. With a loud growl, she slammed her head into Toyotama's mouth, drawing a cry of pain from the taller girl and forcing her back, She had little time to check her wound as Ahiko was upon her spinning and twirling her legs darting outwards as if she was lance. Benitsubasa was hard pressed, moving back to avoid the dazzling array of kicks. This continued Benitsubasa pressing her offense, for every hit she gave she'd take two in return, Ahiko was faster than the other two and used her flexibility to change up her attacks, Toyotama was the stronger of the three each swing, each swipe forced Benitsubasa to dodge-not risking the blows connecting, and Nanaha dashed in and out of Benitsubasa's guard thrusting and slicing through the gap separating them.
"This is getting bad..." Luna looked on, concern swimming in her eyes. "Benitsubasa-kun is being forced back... And, she's not mounting any offense really."
"Too damn bad." Koto said with a scoff. "She'll learn after this not to underestimate her opponents, and sit here playing games when she should be taking care of business."
"It is fun watching her getting her ass kicked." Haihane seconded, laughing. "I bet she's so mad she can't even see straight. That sexy momma in the red called her washboard too, I have to give her props for that!"
The battle didn't lessen any, it was still intense and moving at a breakneck pace. Benitsubasa now used her smaller size to weave in and out of thrusts and swipes made by Nanaha and Toyotama and reltaliated with powered punches aiming to break their bones, but the two Sekirei dodged or completely evaded the punches with a hair to spare. Ahiko continued using her speed and dexterity to keep Benitsubasa guessing, never using the same attack twice. She used her fists, elbows, knees, shins, insteps, heels, she used every body part she had, unleashing an array of strikes that were hard to time and dodge. Benitsubasa clashed viciously with her ramming fist to fist, fist to shin, narrowly dodging kicks, and taking a few knees and elbows as she retaliated viciously. She wasn't going to lose-not a chance in hell would she lose, she'd beat them just like she beat those other two!
Fuck! This is getting ridiculous! Benitsubasa shouted mentally. Narrowly avoiding another thrust from Nanaha with a quick parry, dashing back-just getting out of reach. Benitsubasa had little time to breathe, her eyes flicking upwards on instinct-and she jumped back as Toyotama came down with her staff, slamming it through the concrete where she was previously standing, shattering the cement with ease and throwing it up overhead and in every direction. She had little time to think-her eyes catching a flash of white. Ahiko closed their gap, already spinning lashing out with a kick aiming for the shorter girl's midsection, Benitsubasa snarled in a feral fashion, slamming her foot back. She nimbly evaded the first kick, but Ahiko continued her spin, jumping up, and lashed out with another sweeping kick, aiming for her temple.
Benitsubasa raised a forearm, bracing for the blow, teeth grit as the kick impacted with surprising force, driving her back across the slicked cement, throwing up the moisture in a wild mist. She's more swift and flexible than that girl I fought before... She's much more swift and her kicks pack a lot of power. But, I'm positive I can beat her into the pavement one on one... With those other two attacking in sync with her I can hardly find an opening... Damn it! She could use her pulverizer-but that was for only dire situations-like Kuruse's trident barrage before. But, not for just Ahiko. "Haihane!" She shouted, turning to look at her annoying comrade.
"Get your annoying ass over here and help me out damn it! Fuck what Koto says!" Her eyes caught a flash of green followed by red, she jumped over Toyotama's swiping swing the air whooshing from the force. "Damn it!" She yelled, crossing her arms in front of her face for the first time, just as Ahiko's boot was about to collide with her jaw, teeth grit she blocked the blow, feeling her bones vibrate from the force behind the attack, she shot back, but quickly flipped, landing ungracefully on the cement sliding back for a few feet.
"Haihane!" Benitsubasa whirled on her, eyes literally glowing with rage. "Damn it all! What the fuck are you doing just standing there!? I need help!"
"Koto-kun said no." Haihane said with a light shrug, as if it were obvious. It was obvious. "So nope!"
"Fuck him!"
"Care to say that again?" Koto asked, voice laced with a thousand threats, eyes glinting. "Or did you forget what happened the last time you said something along those lines to me?"
Benitsubasa growled in anger. Damn it couldn't Koto see she was losing ground? It wasn't a matter of endurance or strength waning, but the numbers were starting to catch up to her, not to mention the wounds she received through this entire battle were bleeding with fresh blood. Of course he could see it, but like always he was going to be an ass just to teach her a lesson, except this time he wasn't beating her down. And, she swore one or two of her ribs were cracked, her breathing was sharp and hastened. "I need help damn it!" She seethed in frustration-she wasn't going to swallow her pride, not by a long shot, but she needed someone to divert these other two. "You're an asshole! I swear I'm going to kick your ass1" She yelled, barely keeping enough composure to speak "How do you expect me to take all three of them on at once?!"
"You were just boasting before." Koto remarked, scoffing. "And, now you're whining like a little bitch. Isn't it ironic..."
"WHAT!?"
"I didn't stutter and I know you're not deaf." He chuckled. "Honestly, you're pathetic!"
"You!" Benitsubasa yelled. "How dare you!"
"Coming from the girl who can't even follow the simplest of orders." Koto glared, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. "And, the moron who gets herself into these messes in the first place, because she doesn't know how to listen! Yes how dare I call you pathetic." He scoffed, folding his arms over his chest. "You're worse than pathetic!"
"But Koto-kun-" Luna started, but her words fell on deaf ears.
"You won't be getting any help until you are beaten to a pulp! And not a second sooner!" He yelled, gritting his teeth. "Then you will learn your lesson!"
"Well, you heard him." Haihane shrugged with a laugh. "You've got to get your ass kicked before I help, so tough look sister!"
This is getting ridiculous... "Haihane..." Karasuba practically growled, flicking her gray eyes to the bandaged Sekirei, annoyance radiating from her visage. She agreed with Koto, Benitsubasa should fight these three at the same time, as well as Musubi and Kuruse once they recovered. But, she was in no mood for Benitsubasa's bitching, it was always like this. She'd start whining if things didn't go her way, like a spoiled child. Except this time she got herself into a tight bind-even her pulverizer wouldn't save her. "Go and take the heat off of her, clean up her mess." Her voice was firm and rigid.
"Sir thing boss!" Haihane chortled happily, springing forward with no hesitation, and swiped her claws forward cutting off Toyotama and Nanaha's attacks, forcing them back. "Forget about washboard here!" Haihane pointed to her shorter teammate. "Your fight is with me now." She crossed her arms in front of her, fanning her claws outwards. "Number is one hundred and four, and the name is Haihane! Let's dance!"
"Your ass is as good as hers." Toyotama smirked. "I won't discriminate I'll kick your ass too!" She turned to Nanaha, eyes narrowing. "You ready?"
"And willing" Nanaha finished, her own smirk gracing her face. "Let's skewer her ass."
"Mmmm, talking dirty to me now?" Haihane asked, laughing darkly. "Show me what you got. And, let's skip the warm up shall we?"
"Couldn't agree more!" Toyotama retorted.
"Why did you do that?" Koto asked, voice emotionless as he stared at Karasuba. "She got exactly what she deserved, she should have got rammed through another beam."
"As much as it amuses me." Karasuba started, locking eyes with him. "She is still a part of this squad, and we can't afford to lose her by any means. She's annoying and stupid, but losing one of our own isn't an option. That must be avoided at all costs. If she went on for another ten minutes under those conditions she would have been deactivated no doubt."
Koto gritted his teeth, nostrils flaring, anger rising. That wasn't good enough. Benitsubasa should have been beat into the ground before Haihane interfered, she would never learn her lesson now! He was going to have to deal with that arrogance and snotty attitude once more. She was a hard learner, and this was one reason why. Everyone made excuses for her. "She should have been pummeled into a heap before Haihane got involved, now she won't learn a lesson from this..."
"But, Koto-kun." Luna spoke up, grabbing his bicep firmly. "We can''t lose Beni-kun! We need her on the squad. I understand where you're coming from, but she wouldn't have lasted another ten minutes going against those three at the same time."
"She could have been replaced." He stayed firm. "At the worse be in the medical wing for a few months while she ponders on her giant fuck up."
"That is for me to decide." Karasuba narrowed her eyes. "Luna-kun brings up good points as well. Ten more minutes and Benitsubasa would have been finished, I know that for a fact. Besides, Haihane has been itching to get in this fight, and now couldn't be a better time for her to step in." She grinned slightly, her blood almost rushing. Things are about to get really interesting.
Ahiko breathed deeply, wiping the water from her face. She was going to be soaked after this, beyond soaked-drenched was more like it. She'd be in dire need of a hot bath or shower. This would be her second fight, and unlike the last time there was going to be no sparing, it was a fight to the finish-to the death, Benitsubasa wasn't giving an inch, and she wasn't going to either. Exhaling slowly, she tightened her fists. Benitsubasa was short-first thing she would do is use that to her advantage and weave in and out of attacks. I'm going to have to take a different approach, now that Toyotama and Nanaha are facing the one with the claws-talons whatever those things are... I won't have as many openings-take a shot to give a shot, use my dark powers when I get into a crunch... She nodded once, a basic strategy, but she was never one to get overly complicated.
"Okay melon tits, it's just you and me now! Any last words?" Benitsubasa grinned, punching her clenched fist into her glove, eyeing Ahiko up and down for a moment. Now that she actually took the time to size her up, she realized this girl was vastly taller than she was, easily almost six feet. She seen a lot of tall people everyday Karasuba was rather tall nearly standing at five foot and nine inches, Luna was around five foot and eight inches, and Koto was around five foot and ten inches; but Ahiko had the three of them by at least three inches. "If so, you better say your piece now." She advanced forward, stopping until she was just several feet away, but the gap was nonexistent between them as their eyes locked. Suspense and anticipation coating the air around them.
"I don't have melon tits!" Ahiko frowned, crouching into a stance, staring intently at her opponent. She was never one to invest time in snarky comments or retorts, that was more of Toyotama's and Yashima's department, those two could trade insults for hours on end. She however just wanted to get things done, if that was a fight well she spent her time attacking and not talking; but Benitsubasa calling her melon tits was a bit drastic. Her breasts weren't that big. With no shouts, no yells, she jumped forward, swinging out a back fist which Benitsubasa promptly dodged. She took advantage of the opening, and threw her own punch, aiming for Ahiko's stomach, but the taller girl had it scouted and parried the blow, sending her leg forward in a sweeping kick, Benitsubasa flipped back evading the quick kick.
She dashed forwards, Ahiko completing her spin, dashing forward to meet her head on. There was no sense in staying distant-this would be an up close battle and she was no afraid to take a few punches. Benitsubasa threw a blinding right cross, Ahiko raised her knee aiming to strike her under the chin-their attacks met head on with crumbling force, shaking the bridge, and splitting the concrete under them. They broke their stalemate, lashing out with a quick array of punches, both pressing their opening. Knuckles collided with gloves as the two moved at super speeds, blurring into flashes of red and pink, their attacks resounding with a loud clap-almost as loud as the thunder booming above. Benitsubasa forced more energy into her arms, speed easily tripling from before as she aimed high and low, pressing Ahiko, but the taller girl matched her speed, throwing her knees and shins up blocking and stopping the punches that would knock the wind out of her-that would probably knock her head for one hundred yards.
Ahiko flipped to the side, evading another hook, but didn't spot the follow up punch until the last minute-it connected with her stomach drawing her breath out forcefully and a strained cry escaped her lips as she was flung back, boots digging for purchase. Benitsubasa shot forward, pressing her attack, and rammed her forehead against Ahiko's feeling the bone buckle and another cry escape the girl's mouth. She stretched her arm back, fist at the ready, but Ahiko recovered faster than she expected, and shot a knee forward-it met its mark forcing the oxygen from Benitsubasa's lungs as it buried itself into her abdomen, with a twist Ahiko swiped her arm forward, connecting with a back fist that sent Benitsubasa skidding back.
"That hurt..." She grimaced, bringing a hand up to her forehead, feeling something wet. Her eyes widened briefly as she seen blood. Her blood for the first time staining her fingers and palm. "Really hurt..." She corrected herself, letting her arm drop back to her ribs and keeping it in tight. So, maybe taking a shot to give a shot wasn't as sound as she thought before-not with the power Benitsubasa packed behind those punches. Her eyes widened for a second, catching a flash of pink, she bent back narrowly dodging the punch, jumping back she lashed out with a kick, her foot easily shooting above her own head, but Benitsubasa parried the strike entirely. She jumped in, throwing another punch, but Ahiko turned on a dime, slamming her raised leg back, the punch shot passed her-she could feel her skin hiss from the force that just grazed her.
They continued this-both going and back forth, dodging, evading, parrying, and flipping out of the way of the other's strikes, pressing their attack and took the opening each miss gave them. But, both had an answer for the other-be it a forearm from Benitsubasa blocking a shin or heel from Ahiko, or a knee and shin blocking Benitsubasa's quick barrage of punches. It was hard to say who held the advantage so far, it seemed to be a stalemate, for each hit one got on the other, the other returned the hit with just as much force. Kicks, punches, knees, elbows, forearms, were all thrown out and returned in tandem. There! Benitsubasa grinned with malice, snatching Ahiko by the ankle stopping her kick, and threw her arms upward, forcing the taller girl to flip uncontrollably slamming chest and face first on the cement. "Got you now!" Benitsubasa whipped a punch downward, momentum gained from overhead, Ahiko strained for a moment bending herself back until her head was between her legs and rolled back, clasping her arms over her legs-turning herself into a ball. Benitsubasa's punches missed by an inch every time, nearly grazing the girl's body and swiping at her bandana.
She stopped her pursuit, watching Ahiko roll to a stop just several inches away-literally unrolling herself and standing up in one fluid motion. The action-seeing her bend and twist in such a strange way without any effort, made Benitsubasa cringe in slight disgust. "That is some really freaky shit right there!" She exclaimed, eyes going wide as she watched Ahiko bend all the way back, plant her hands on the ground and kick up, putting a bit more distance between them. "Gah! Stop it! That's sooo fucking gross!"
Ahiko grinned, wagging a finger. "I'm a contortionist and gymnast, what did you expect!?" She crouched into a stance, staying on the balls of her feet, leaning on the front just slightly more than the back. "Enough about me and my bending, let's dance!"
Benitsubasa grinned, eyes blazing, she shot forward throwing a punch, that was met had on with one of Ahiko's own fists. The ground shattered around them, throwing cement up overhead, and forcing a gust of pure wind-kicked up from their collision to bristle around them. "Now you're talking my language! You're going down melon tits!"
"I will win! And I am not melon tits!"