Benitsubasa dodged and blocked, she parried and evaded. She had been waiting for this, a moment to cut loose and not be held back. If she wanted to scream she could scream her lungs out if she wanted to punch someone until they were a pile of broken bones she very well could. Musubi and Kuruse happened to be her two victims, how naïve she thought as they continued pressing her relentlessly. Didn't they understand she was the Red Sekirei, one of the most active members of the Discipline Squad? Yet here they were attacking her without any reservations.
The pink haired Sekirei jumped to the side completely avoiding Kuruse's swipe with her trident and sprung back with surprising speed, Musubi had little time to react yet alone retract her fist as Benitsubasa slammed into her shoulder first driving the oxygen from her lungs. As Musubi staggered back gasping for air Kuruse beamed forward stabbing forward with precision and poise, normally it'd take a person a few seconds to retract their arms and bring them forward again-but she didn't have that drawback and instead of retracting she swiped. Swiped viciously watching as the three pointed tips of her weapon skewed passed the shorter Sekirei's face. So close and yet so far away, but she wasn't easily discouraged; Benitsubasa was fast and quick on her feet but she could find an opening. If not she'd make one. "Gyyaahh!" Kuruse cried in pain as she over stepped on her next attack and Benitsubasa took advantage slamming a fist across her jaw.
The Red Sekirei pulled one arm back gearing to swing down again, but Musubi came from the side throwing her own punch, pressing Benitsubasa on the defensive driving her back as they danced around the other in a whirlwind of limbs, gloves, and hair. Neither was willing to give the other an inch, Benitsubasa used her smaller size to spring in and out while swaying her head wildly narrowly avoiding Musubi's super charged punches. Musubi pressed her attack at a relentless pace, she knew Benitsubasa was strong, but she had a lot of training before this moment with Miya. "Is that all you got!?" Musubi frowned, the shorter Sekirei's voice cutting through the air as she went on the attack again-this time Musubi was hard pressed to go on defense dodging and blocking the swift strikes thrown at her, but over balanced on her next block leaving her side exposed. Like a shark to blood Benitsubasa sent a charged fist for her ribs, but a flash caught her attention and she stopped her attack, jumping back just in time as three sharp points tore into the ground.
Benitsubasa straightened her posture with a confident smile on her face. Okay-that last attack caught her off guard by a bit not much in reality, she caught the movement before it even reached her. But it was still impressive nonetheless. "If that's really the best you can do you two better start begging for mercy now." She taunted slamming a fist into her gloved hand, cracking her knuckles real good.
"You're too cocky." Kuruse said, her eyes narrowing in anger as she glared.
"Prove me wrong then!" Benitsubasa challenged. With no further delay she dashed forward this time making the first move. It was a right hook aimed for Musubi's jaw but the buxom Sekirei dodged at the last minute skidding to the side and jumped forward throwing her own punch. She couldn't hide the smirk on her face as her fist crashed with Musubi's kicking up the air around them and almost shaking their foundations, another flash of movement caught her eye, but this time Benitsubasa merely swayed to the side while parrying Musubi's follow up strike matching the trident gouge the ground in the jagged lines kicking up a fair amount of debris. Musubi wasted little time charging right back at Benitsubasa her fist swinging upward-in what she thought was an attempt for an uppercut- but as she realized at the last moment with a timely block it was meant for her stomach; she had little time to ponder on this as Kuruse came with her trident bared the three razor sharp tips like chicken skewers aiming to skew Benitsubasa.
She was hard pressed to dodge, and she did just that swiftly leaning her head to the side or back whenever the trident came close. Musubi didn't stand idle as this was happening the buxom Sekirei lit up Benitsubasa with a barrage of blows aiming for her face, stomach, sternum, arms, jaws, face, nose, everything was fair game and Musubi didn't lessen her speed as her eyes blazed with spirit not willing to stand down. Straight punch followed by a swipe. Benitsubasa sprung forward, pushing one of Musubi's arms out of her reach as she deflected the punch aimed for her nose, just as swiftly she parried Kuruse's stab and lashed out with her own selection of punches grinning as her two opponents were forced back swaying and dodging at a second's notice.
The three danced and dashed forward and back, up and down, side to side, and front to back their movements bellying with unreal speed much too fast to trace by the human eye. They were a mere blur of colors pink, brown, white, orange, blue, red all of those and some more could be seen for only momentarily instances, they continued their deadly dance neither willing to give the other an inch. Musubi and Kuruse worked in perfect tandem as they pressed forward with their offense trying to keep the tempo in their favor as they swiped, swung, punched, and jabbed at the shorter Sekirei-Benitsubasa used her superior speed and skill of reading into a person's moves to stay one step ahead of the dynamic team.
Musubi mistimed her next hook which came with the force to blow out an entire brick wall, it was aimed for the stomach, but Benitsubasa's quick parry skewed the aim by just a bit and now Benitsubasa was in perfect position. Smirking she drew her fist back and rocketed it forward in a curving motion, Musubi's eyes widened with shock as she caught a flash of pink and a loud clang of steel-Kuruse blocked what would have been a fierce blow with the shaft of her trident. There was no wasted speeches as she went on the attack again, Kuruse flanking her as she fired another barrage of blows, punching with surprising speed and power. But Benitsubasa was faster as she pedaled back away from the two dodging and swaying her head to the sides at the last second-then seized Kuruse's trident with one hand yanking her towards her and rearing to strike, but Musubi sprung forward and with a cry slammed her fist into Benitsubasa's stomach forcing her back a few steps.
"Heh." Benitsubasa chuckled arrogantly eyeing her two opponents, her hand moving to her stomach. The blow hurt-not much but it really got the blood moving and some wind was knocked from her lungs but she otherwise unharmed.
"Good job Kuruse-san!" Musubi said beaming a smile in her direction.
"Thanks!" The trident user responded not taking her eyes from her pink haired opponent. She knew just from those few exchanges that Benitsubasa was one quick to capitalize if she faltered for a second-just a single second Benitsubasa would be upon her raining down blows from every direction almost impossible to dodge. She wasn't like other Sekirei so flippant and careless in their approach, but she was extremely arrogant. She had to be knocked down a couple of pegs. However she find a weakness in her step, lagging in her footwork, an opening in her guard so far Benitsubasa managed to keep her openings covered and her technique and footwork was crisp and clean. Damn. Kuruse frowned as her mind made connections. It could run down the factor of time...
"You know," Benitsubasa started with a dry tone catching her opponents' attention. "This all could have been avoided if you just tucked your tails in and walked away, I honestly don't know why you continue to fight a losing battle. Just seems so pointless to me you know escaping the capital is suicide and yet here you are trying to do just that..." She stepped forward, twisting her neck to the side getting a loud crack. "But, hey why should I care? It's not like my Ashikabi is too spineless and cowardly to do things on his own nor he is a doormat for others to step on."
"You take that back!" Musubi shouted-her eyes for the first time shining with anger and she clenched her teeth.
"Don't ever speak of my Ashikabi in such a way..." Kuruse growled her eyes shining with rage as she felt the cold embrace of her trident tearing at her hands. How she wanted to ram this right through that pink haired wench's stomach, but she couldn't let herself be riled up that's what Benitsubasa wanted.
"I'm not taking it back!" Benitsubasa stayed defiant.
"Minato-san is not a door mat!" Musubi snapped, almost leering at Benitsubasa her eyes narrowing as she shot daggers at the shorter and less developed Sekirei.
"Oh! So that's the worm's name. I was talking about the little runt of a Sekirei and Ashikabi that Haihane chased sometime ago." She didn't seem effected by the glares she was receiving and continued on anyway. "At least you two aren't bound to someone so cowardly, however you're bound to someone who is nothing more than a doormat, just look at him over there shaking."
Minato was for the ten thousandth time shocked-it was happening a lot in these past six months. Nonetheless he was shocked; Musubi and Kuruse they moved so fast he could barely trace them and at times he swore they completely vanished from his eyesight entirely, but that couldn't be possible because he could still hear the air resounding with a clap at every punch that collided, every swipe that was avoided he could hear the air crackling. His jaw slackened a bit, drooping, he knew he winged four Sekirei and all of them were powerful but he never knew how much... They're... He swallowed thickly. They're moving so fast that I can't keep track of them... However Benitsubasa was keeping pace with them easily as the tempo pressed so did she never waning or faltering.
"Why did they stop?" Haruka asked in obvious confusion, watching the three face off. "Damn it my cell phone!" He cursed suddenly fishing through his pocket, which was drenching wet and pulled out the slippery device frowning. "No good..."
Kuno stayed silent eyes set intently on her three sisters, she hoped Musubi and Kuruse could win, she hoped this would all work out in the end.
"He's afraid..." Benitsubasa sneered with malice spitting on the ground. "You're Ashikabi is shaking right now, he's afraid. Afraid of you, afraid of me... Like the rest of his kind he fears our power!"
"SHUT UP!" Musubi smashed her fist directly on Benitsubasa's jaw getting a runt out of the shorter Sekirei as she slid back her pink boots struggling for purchase, finally she slammed her left foot back halting her trek and leaving a small crater in the cement. Musubi crouched into a loose stance, one fist out while the other covered her torso , her eyes blazing with anger and fire. "I will not let you slander my Minato-san!"
"Slander?" Benitsubasa chuckled, whipping the edge of her mouth-tasting something familiar. It had been a long time since she tasted it, normally it was only when she was sparring against Koto and Karasuba that she tasted this-iron and metallic. Blood. She trained her eyes on her glove which some of the crimson substance smeared on, then flicked her eyes back on Musubi who stood poised, but there was someone missing...
"Forgetting me!?" Kuruse asked with a small smirk as she swiped her trident forward, taking advantage of Benitsubasa's lapse in concentration. She clenched her shaft tighter as she heard a loud rip and seen several strands of black fly all over the place slowly becoming soaked like the rest of their clothes. She landed next to Musubi pointing her trident forward.
"Hmph..." Benitsubasa scoffed as she took in the tear of her kimono-thankfully it wasn't near the breasts just her stomach above the red ribbon. Sooo... She mused silently in her head as she eyed the two up taking note of the fire in both her opponents' eyes, there was no mistaking it there was anger there so much anger, but there was determination beneath that glinting like a flame. "Looks like you two finally get serious." She didn't hide her smirk, she could feel it-excitement exhilaration it had been a long time since she got to fight like this-where she wasn't easily beat or it ended in a stalemate. "I'd say that's good enough for a warm up... Playtime is over."
"Fight me!" Musubi shouted tightening her stance. "I'm ready for you!"
"You like hearing yourself talk..." Kuruse leaned forward, ready to strike. "I'm going to shut you up."
That was it. There was no shouts, no yells, no flamboyant screaming. The three women dashed at one another on a collision course, Musubi punched forward letting out a cry of anger, Kuruse jumped to the side swiping her trident in tandem with the punch, and lastly Benitsubasa threw her own punch. The collision was great fist on fist, fist to steel they broke apart before the stalemate began and dashed back at one another. Musubi was like she said long ago-a fist type, and she was delivering just that punches from all angles all sides, she didn't spare a glance nor slow her pace. This little girl insulted Minato her Minato and that was unforgivable! She grunted, jumping to the side as Benitsubasa made a dash for her left and blocked her follow up attack just as Kuruse zoomed in swiping her trident viciously.
Kuruse wasn't as powerful as Musubi or as fast as Haihane but she made up for that with a well balanced style, brains, and a unique ability she had with her tridents. She swiped, slashed, bludgeoned, stabbed, and cut towards Benitsubasa the air crackling and whiffing as she moved at super speeds her trident easily moving as twice fast as she was, Benitsubasa evaded the attacks entirely not taking the time to boast with a quick sway of the head or a timely dodge-this time she just evaded by the fraction of an inch and was pressed again by Musubi who lead up her vicious barrage of stabs and slashes with her own blitz of punches. But, like before Benitsubasa evaded and dodged with unbelievable speed lashing out with her own punches to meet Musubi's or a section of the trident that wasn't sharp-there were several clangs and resounding claps of sheer force as the three vanished completely from view.
Benitsubasa pressed the tempo, she recalled hearing once that pressing the tempo was just as important as winning the battle. In a sense she was controlling the pace of the battle and the very flow of it. She was meant with heavy resistance as she traded blows with Musubi-the punches were strong holding a lot of force behind them, it surprised her to an extent, but she didn't ponder on that surprise for long as she continued trading blows with the buxom Sekirei, and dodging and lashing out with well placed strikes when Kuruse went on her pursuit. They're relentless! She noted to herself mentally nimbly dodging another stab that she was sure would rip half her body to pieces and dashed back dodging Musubi's straight with a well timed duck. I like that! She grinned, lashing out with a quick volley of strikes, Musubi's eyes widened for a moment before she crossed her arms in front of her face grunting as several blows crashed into her arms shaking her bones and driving her back.
"Not this time!" She shouted evading Kuruse's swipe-the attack that caught her off guard before, but not this time. She gripped the shaft of the three pronged weapon and yanked forward, Kuruse frowned yanking back. Benitsubasa frowned taking a step forward and yanking back once again not at all surprised to see Kuruse glower back at her with those burning eyes and yank her weapon back sharply, but that's all she needed-this small opening and she took it ramming her knee into Kuruse's stomach smirking as she heard a loud gasp sound off. Kuruse sucked in roughly, stepping back a few times as she gathered her bearings-that hurt just now it wasn't like the last punch she took it was packed with crushing power. She braced herself for another hit that was coming with great speed, but it never came.
"You're strong!" Musubi said, not smiling this time like she normally did when she'd exclaim this point. She grunted, pushing Benitsubasa back off balance for a moment, she pressed her attack, but Benitsubasa was faster and raised an arm blocking the thunderous punch that would level three brick walls-as it stood she wasn't three brick walls nor would she shatter like the flimsy bricks. With clenched teeth she pressed forward just as Musubi pressed forward bringing the two in a stalemate; the ground heaved and cracked around them flying outwards as far as over the bridge into the water below.
"Wow! I've never seen washboard gets so amped up!" Haihane exclaimed waving a clawed hand, a smile gracing her face. "Well not counting the times I call her washboard or Koto-kun tells her to shut her fat trap." It was the more fond moments she remembered, Benitsubasa chasing her around the lounge destroying everything in sight and throwing it at her, Koto marching in and yelling with the deadly glare that made her shiver, Luna strutting to her room and asking her to stop snoring so loud. She nodded her head once definitely the good times.
"Well, for once she has a challenge." Karasuba said with a shrug watching the exchange continue at a fever pace. She was impressed, very impressed with how far Musubi has come in such a short time, no doubt she was being trained extensively by Miya. That woman could get strict panties in a bunch but she knew more than her share about fighting, and Musubi was as bubbly and spirited as they come even among Sekirei standards. Mu-chan has gotten much stronger than when I last seen her at the inn. While her movements were going beyond what the human eye could trace Karasuba seen all of it in slow motion-her punches were still a bit sloppy they improved a lot but they still lacked the crisp technique that really made the punch pop.
It was still fun to watch.
"She can cut loose for once." Koto said observing his comrade dashing back and forth with her opponents. It was almost funny-almost that when Benitsubasa's was in her quietest mood was when she was fighting, even when she was with Natsuo she'd spend the better part of her time talking and talking. More talking and then rambling and fawning while he just nodded along responding when he had to, it was sickening having to deal with every day. Minaka's random what he was beginning think were timed shouts and laughs in the tower only added to his annoyance, it was hard dealing with one big mouth that had the strength to flip over dumpsters like they were a flimsy table; adding a nutcase to that. He had it up to his left eyebrow with it. "She's always been an angry little thing. I wonder if it's Natsuo he barely pays her any mind despite how she goes out of her way for him." He chalked it up to sexual frustration, which was one hundred times worse for a Sekirei. He knew first hand, but he had Luna to help satiate that... Speaking of which.
He turned his gaze to the light haired woman, his woman, his lover. He didn't like what he was seeing and it wasn't her drenched hair which clung to her shoulders and length of her back trailing just beyond her thighs. The same hair he enjoyed running his fingers through and staring deep into those vibrant eyes of hers, so vibrant and full of life. But, as she stared at her looking at the battle with little interest-almost as if she was absent he noted that almost dull look that was held in them. That filthy monkey! He didn't speak the thought out loud, instead he walked towards her. "Luna."
"Koto-kun." She gazed at him eyes still shining with life but he could see something there he didn't before. Pain. He held back a snarl waiting for her to continue instead of bombarding her with a thousand questions and just words in general. Luna tried to blow it off, she honestly did. She never put much thought into words she was carefree and laidback she never got mad, it was a waste of energy as she elegantly put it. But, Haruka calling her a bitch struck a deep chord, it made her fists clench and blood boil and she felt the urge to kill, but under that was pain. How could he say she didn't know what it was like?! As if he ever had to fight his own kin, terminate his own kin, he wandered about with his own pitiful life. She felt a hand grasp her arm, gently but firmly and she looked up, almost surprised to see Koto staring at her. Got lost in my thoughts again... She resisted the urge to sigh. "Pretty intense battle isn't it?"
"Luna..." She knew by that tone he wasn't fooled nor convinced, and he knew she was hurting. "Don't listen to that boy he doesn't know what he's talking about." His voice held firm like usual but there was a gentleness there that wasn't before, she inched closer to him heart racing and breaths getting shorter. A kiss, how bad she wanted a kiss at this moment but knew it wouldn't happen there was no way Koto would show his affections for her in the open. "So don't let the fool faze you, he had a choice and he made it." And carefully he gave her a kiss on the cheek, the action almost making her squeal-almost but she seen that look that said you better now. "Okay?"
"Kay!" She smiled. There'd be no point in sulking and being gloomy with Koto right next to her, and she did feel better. But, you just didn't call a girl a bitch. "Heheh you're right." She stated, her eyes beaming again. "I really, really wish we didn't have to be here." Koto simply nodded in agreement as he stood next to her focusing on the battle once more. There was no arguing that point, for once he wanted to be at the tower in his room or Luna's spending quality time with her, not in the rain soaking dripping wet, there was going to be a lot of make up time.
"That's better, Haihane was getting concerned seeing you all gloomy."
"Really? That's so sweet."
"Hhrgghhhh..." Musubi felt herself sliding and it wasn't because of the rain, her breaths were quick and sharp, her eyes blazed vehemently as she continued her trek back coming to a stop just a few feet from Benitsubasa who was crouched into a stance her smirk gone completely replaced with a scowl. She tensed watching Kuruse slide back right towards her only to stop inches away her form slouching as she observed Benitsubasa. "Did we do any damage?" Musubi asked taking a few heavy breaths, wiping the sheen of water from her bangs.
"Nothing substantial." Kuruse supplied. There was a weakness, every opponent had a weakness she deduced. Benitsubasa was no different she had to have a weakness, something, anything to pick apart at. Her form was near perfect, she constantly kept her guard up and if she wasn't doing that she was dodign and swaying constantly staying on the move.
"Don't tell me you two are already done!" Benitsubasa scowled setting her fists on her hips as she sneered. "We were just getting to the part where I start to beat the both of you senseless." She laughed not missing the glare both girls sent her way at her none too subtle mocking. It was time to put this to a close, strike out, get a home run, whatever jargon someone wanted to use she chalked this up to beating them senseless.
Musubi dashed in throwing a quick jab, but Benitsubasa dodged it with little effort lashing out with her own punch grinning with satisfaction as it met its mark driving Musubi back with a loud cough as she struggled not to collapse. "This time..." She said as she dodged a swipe from Kuruse and grabbed the trident by the shaft. "You wont catch me with that move!" She pulled forward-this time Kuruse was yanked along for the ride, and Benitsubasa slammed a punch square on her stomach. Kuruse gasped struggling to keep a hold of her trident, Benitsubasa hit her again in the same spot throwing her off of the ground laving her to crash hard on the cement sliding to a stop, she idly looked at the trident before tossing it at her where it clanged to a fall a few feet from her.
"Kuruse-san..." Musubi said, wincing once as she felt pain radiate from her abdomen. That hit was something else completely, it hurt of course-but it hurt everything. Her fingers twitched and her arms shook and she knew it wasn't from fatigue, she forced herself to stand up taking her comrade's silence that she was okay but needed a minute since she could see her slowly trying to right herself. "I'm not going to give up!" Musubi declared launching herself at Benitsubasa, she closed the distance between them and began to swing, she aimed high and low forcing Benitsubasa on the defensive, and she found an opening and lashed out with a punch, but Benitsubasa was quick to react swaying her head back. But it wasn't far enough and Musubi's fist collided with her jaw line dazing her for a moment.
"Haaaa!" Musubi dodged left and the right, feeling the soles of her boots give against the slicked surface. She bent her legs in an attempt to spring forward but Benitsubasa was already upon her and hammered a succession of blows on her slipping passed Musubi's defenses completely. The buxom Sekirei raised her guard struggling to block but for every blow she managed to stop another three came, she could feel her body slackening as the impacts continued coming and soon enough her defenses fell entirely and she was exposed to Benitsubasa's assault; her body twisted and heaved with each blow, Benitsubasa lashed out once again ramming her fist into Musubi's stomach feeling the bones buckle at the point of contact. "Oh no you don't!" She hefted Musubi up by the neck, the buxom Sekirei grasping at her hand struggling to break free. Benitsubasa slammed home another barrage of punches all of them making contact with Musubis abdomen forcing the oxygen from the girl's body and leaving her gasping for breath as her hands cradled her stomach.
Benitsubasa dropped her from her vice-like grip. Musubi dropped squarely on her knees and she hunched forward whimpering softly as she struggled to catch her breath. Every part of her was pulsing with pain, her lungs burned and squeezed, her stomach sucked in and back out painfully so, even her eyes clenched themselves shut as she found herself struggling for even the smallest amount of air. "I'll save you for last melon tits." Benitsubasa said watching Musubi continue to nurse her soon to be bruised stomach, she turned her eyes on Kuruse who was standing up a bit shaky, but still up nonetheless. "I've got my eyes on you trident." She advanced forward, her steps measured and slow as she closed the gap between them sparing no glance at Musubi.
"Well, what are you waiting for!?" Kuruse asked dashing forward, positioning her trident down and trailing it upwards as she gathered speed. "You talk too much!" I've almost gathered enough energy to perform the technique, just need a few more minutes... If I can spare them.. She dodged passed a punch and jabbed forward with her trident aiming for her side but only pierced through one of the steel beams shredding it at the point of contact showering the area with debris, she yanked it out and swiped to the side not surprised to see Benitsubasa dodge, and with no hesitation she jumped forward clasping her trident with a wide grip and beamed her right hand forward, the butt of her weapon cracking across Benitsubasa's jaw. I can spare a few minutes, easily enough. Looks like I've found one of her weaknesses. "Did that hurt?" Kuruse teased.
"Not as much as this will!"