Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Right Here Waiting For You ❯ Chapter 32 ( Chapter 32 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

~*~*~*Story Start*~*~*~


Kuwabara finally decided to stop acting like an idiot, especially when no one made any noise to show that they were happy or pissed to see him. Feeling slightly awkward, Kuwabara handed the microphone back to a sweat dropping Koto. With that all settled, Kuwabara jumped down from the desk and landed behind us. Feeling all the eyes on him, Kuwabara couldn't help but feel even more awkward than before. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything like that... But not wanting to show his discomfort, Kuwabara held up his head up high as he got a smile back on his lips. Despite me sweat dropping and shaking my head at his performance, I couldn't help but feel happy that he was all right. But I was disappointed that I didn't get to castrate Shishi like I wanted...wait where the hell did they put Shishi's body? ...Fan-girls... Getting away from that freaky thought, a smile came to my lips when I saw Kuwabara walk towards us.


Suddenly latching myself to his side, I grinned up at his surprised and slightly blushing face. “Kuwabara, thank god you're all right!” My smiled then dropped, making him blanch. “If you died, I would have kicked your ass all the way down to the deepest pits of Hell and watched you burn, so don't you dare act stupid. Got it?” I asked, giving him a stare as everyone sweat dropped at me.


Kuwabara gave me a scared pat on the back. “You sure know how to make a guy feel welcome, Kira.” He mumbled with a nervous laugh, while I only smiled up at him again.


“Kuwabara, where did you go?” Kurama asked, watching me let Kuwabara go and walk towards us again.


Kuwabara scrunched his nose up at the question, obviously embarrassed. Ha. “That stupid Cape thing dropped me in the old stadium, so I had to walk all the way back here. The girls came with me because they were lost.” His face suddenly changed. “But I don't care, I got to see my lovely Yukina again!” He shouted with a big grin on his lips, not noticing the glare on him.


I looked at the fire youkai next to me. *Hiei, be thankful that he got Yukina here safely, what if the girls got attacked while looking for this place? Hmm?* I thought, hiding a smirk., knowing I won.


Hiei side-glared at me. {Shut up, Onna.} He said annoyed, while I only smiled.


Kuwabara got out of his fantasy phase, and he turned towards the ring, making all of us do the same. “So I'm fighting that guy, huh?” He asked, growing serious again as he faced Onji, his eyes narrowing on the older man.


“Yep,” I nodded before I looked at him seriously. “I don't care if he's old, be careful, Kuwabara.” I said.


Kuwabara only gave me a nod, his eyes set into a serious stare that made me wonder if that was really him or not, never really seeing him so serious -other than the time at Maze Castle, and other times before then...-. However, I quickly focused on the fight, watching Kuwabara jump onto the ring, walking towards the center and the cocky old bastard before stopping. Juri stood between the two, but far back as possible without stepping out of the ring, finally learning not to be near any of the opponents. Standing between Kurama and Hiei -with Genkai on Kurama's left-, I crossed my arms and waited for the before fight trash-talking to begin, because we all know that's going to happen. It always does.


Kuwabara smirked widely, cracking his knuckles. “Bring it, Onji, if you still got it!” He taunted


Onji didn't say anything, only rose his arms and made a sweeping motion with them, but something was a little off about that. I narrowed my eyes for only a fraction of a second before I relaxed, my eyes growing bored. Onji wasn't tough at all, his Spirit Energy was weak -probably even weaker than Genkai's now-, so there wasn't any need for me to worry about Kuwabara's safety, he would be fine. However, the youkai in the stands were thinking otherwise, cheering Onji on loudly. I had to hide a smirk, I knew Kuwabara was going to win this fight easily, he wouldn't lose twice in a row. ...Right?


Juri rose her left hand. “And by the unquestionable authority of randomly rolled dice, Kuwabara and Onji will fight! Starting right now!” She announced with a smile, throwing her arm down.


Kuwabara didn't waste anytime going after Onji, letting out a shout as he ran towards the old man. Raising his fist, Kuwabara let multiple punches fly Onji, going faster than a normal ningen's speed, but no where near as fast as a youkai's, allowing the old bastard to dodge every single punch. Onji was moving backwards, inching his head to one side and then to the other, making it look like this match was going to be easy. Seeing that, I frowned slightly in worry, Kuwabara better not fucking lose another easy match or I swear I'm going to kill him! Gaining my focus back, I watched Kuwabara throw one more punch before Onji jumped backwards, landing back on the ground with a very good sized distance between Kuwabara. Kuwabara stopped, glaring at Onji in frustration.


Kuwabara was breathing heavy from all the force that he was putting in his punches, his eyes narrowing further. “I was going to give you a senior discount, but now it's Spirit Time!” He said, holding out his right hand just seconds before the familiar orange flamed Spirit Sword appeared, clutched tightly in his hand.


A small cocky smirk fell on Kuwabara's lips as he swung the Spirit Sword around, leaving trails of his Spirit Energy to follow before he finally stopped, standing in a fighting stance that could also be called a pose, but I'll give him his moment. “A weapon like that must use up a lot of Energy, didn’t burn yourself out too quickly, now.” Onji advised mockingly, although there was no hint of a smirk anywhere on his face. Bastard.


It was obvious to all of us that Kuwabara was annoyed at the jab, especially when we saw him clench his teeth in anger. His gray eyes narrowed at the older man, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, he was so falling into his trap right now! Every time he got pissed while in a fight he would lose, now I could tell that this was going to happen if he didn't learn to control his fucking temper! Kuwabara's grip on his Spirit Sword tightened, and if it wasn't made out of his Spirit Energy I probably would have thought that his hand would be bleeding by now. I let out a silent sigh, shaking my head ever so slightly at him, he really hates to be mocked, doesn't he? Well I guess I could understand because Hiei is always around to make fun of him at every chance he got, so I guess Kuwabara was getting a little sick of it. And that was only made apparent when he ran towards Onji, swinging his sword down, only to hit nothing but air.


“What?!” Kuwabara shouted, his eyes slightly wide.


Onji landed on the other side of the ring, his hands behind his back. “It might help if you aim for me.” He said calmly, but that making tone was still in there, and Kuwabara obviously heard it, thanks to him running at the old bastard and swung.


Kuwabara's sword only hit air once again, only barely seeing Onji's figure out of his peripheral vision.


“Oh, too slow!” Onji smirked.


Growling in frustration Kuwabara swung out aggressively. But his sword only hit air. Again.


“Missed me!”


My right eye twitched at the other miss.


“Missed me!”


Ok, you know what?! If this goes on, I am going to get in that damn ring myself! Slamming my hands down on the ring, I looked at Kuwabara with an anime mad face. “God dammit, Kuwabara kill him! This is getting really annoying!” I shouted with an irk mark pulsing on my temple.


However, Kuwabara ignored me, much to the annoyance of yours truly, but what could I do? I watched Kuwabara let out another shout of anger as he ran towards Onji, his Spirit Sword swinging our violently with no strategy once again. The Spirit Sword sliced through air, heading towards Onji but never coming close enough to land a hit. The boys, Genkai and I were starting to get a little annoyed at the lack of progress in the fight, and we all could tell that Kuwabara was feeling frustrated, too. His swipes were becoming more aggressive, putting too much force into them, and the grunts he was making were obvious signs of irritation. But we all watched silently, hoping that he would realize that he needed to calm down. And with one final swipe, which Onji disappearing again, Kuwabara stopped.


His eyes darted around the ring, trying to find the old man, while the others and I were looking at Juri. “Where did you run off to you slimy weasel?! I can't find you if you vanish!” Kuwabara shouted annoyed, his teeth clenching again.


“Oh, is that what you're doin'?” Onji asked, appearing from behind Juri with a peace sign.


I sweat dropped at the man, he was a regular clown, wasn't he? I hated clowns. *Someone better hurt him before this round is over, or I swear someone is going to die.* I thought to myself, rather annoyed.


Kuwabara, upon hearing Onji's voice, turned to find him behind a sweat dropping Juri. Getting an irk mark on his temple, he pointed at the old man accusingly. “You sir, are a coward! Running and hiding behind the innocent, why don't you stand in one place and fight like a man!?” He shouted, swiping his Sword to the side in annoyance.


“All right, Cry Baby, I'll stand right here and promise not to budge.” Onji said with a roll of his eyes, stepping away from Juri, his hands still behind his back.


“Liar!” Kuwabara growled.


Onji tapped his shoulders, as if they were 'hurting'. “My body's not so spry these days, I could use the rest.” He said with a light smirk on his lips, and I was just about to hit him with my Lightning Surge, he is really starting to piss me off!


Kuwabara was right with me on the whole 'pissing off' thing. “Fine! Stay put exactly where you are old man! And I'll help you rest in pieces!” He shouted, raising his Spirit Sword above his head, reading to attack.


“Don't do it, Kuwabara!” Kurama warned, his jade-hued eyes narrowing seriously.


All right, I did not like that Kurama was worried about something, not at all. Turning to Hiei with a frown on my lips. “Why do I get the feeling Kuwabara's going to do something stupid?” I asked with a sigh, raising an eyebrow at him.


Hiei glanced at me. “Because he always does.” He stated bluntly, making me sweat drop.


I got a blank look. “Good point.” I mumbled.


Kuwabara let another battle cry escape his lips as he kicked off the ground, going into a run towards Onji. His Sword was raised and poised to go down on the old man, and Juri knew that if she didn't get the fuck out of the way she would easily get hurt. Or killed. Deciding not to let that happen, Juri let out a scream as she scrambled to get away from the two as fast as possible. And it was a good thing she ran when she did. Onji's eyes narrowed seriously as he did that same sweeping motion with his hands, black electricity forming between the two before he made a dark, but see-through, circle appear in front of him.


Seeing that, Kuwabara instantly stopped his attack and stared at the circle with a narrowed, suspicious look in his eyes. I was staring at it with a narrowed gaze as well, not liking the feel of the Energy or the fact that it looked like a Shadow Technique, but I knew it wasn't. Stupid youkai trying to take my ancestor's techniques! Watching with an irk mark, I saw the flat circle suddenly round out and black and green electricity swarm around it. It slowly began to move towards Kuwabara, who I noticed, was not even trying to get away from the fucking thing! Dammit Kuwabara, if he lets that hing hit him I am going to make his life a living hell!


“Is that suppose to scare me?!” His hell begins. “Spirit Sword!” Kuwabara shouted.


Running with his Sword held towards the dark, electric orb, Kuwabara didn't even notice the warning glare I was giving him. He was too busy running towards the thing like a dumb ass, and all of us stared at him with shock -even me who was extremely pissed- when he ran right into the now large dark, yet see-through orb. Tripping over himself, Kuwabara rolled forward until his head hit the now solid orb that kept him prisoner. With a slightly dazed look on his face, Kuwabara fell back with a small grunt of pain, not noticing our blank and slightly annoyed looks being directed at him.


“I can't believe he walked right into that trap on his own.” Kurama said with a sigh, but his face was calm despite the situation. I don't know how he was able to be calm and not pissed off at the ningen, but this was Kurama we were talking about.


“I can.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest, annoyed.


Hiei rolled his eyes at the pathetic display before him, his eyes narrowing on Kuwabara. “He is a first class fool.” He said, his tone matching mine perfectly. Sometimes we are just too alike that it's scary.


“Agreed. A fool and a moron.” Genkai added irritated, her face blank.


Koto's eyes narrowed intensely on the two fighters in the ring, especially Kuwabara. “An exciting turn, Onji's let Kuwabara inside a big ball and he can't break free! Who knows what's planned for this boy in a bubble!” She announced, and even if she wasn't smiling I knew she wanted to.


Kuwabara got to his feet, putting his hands on the glass like orb, his eyes narrowed. “Hey! Let me out of here, you stupid trickster!” He shouted, clenching his teeth out of anger and embarrassment.


Onji smirked at Kuwabara's furious form. “Don't worry, this is going to feel something like Shishi Wakamaru's Cape of No Return. You do remember what that was like, don't you? After all, that wasn't very long ago, and it's tough to forget being transported through a different dimension. Shishi required the piece of cloth I gave him to perform this technique, but since I invented it, I don't need any props!” Onji moved his hand up and down, making the orb rise into the air high above the ring. “The other four members of Team Uraotogi were merely fillers so I could enter the Tournament, but they never amounted to anything without me and my gifts. The Steaming Spheres, the Idunn Box, the Banshee Shriek, all specially tailored by little ol' me!” He finished with a loud laugh.


“I'm gonna get you punk!” Kuwabara shouted out from high in the air.


The orb began to ripple around like water, but the orb wasn't the only thing that was becoming distorted. Kuwabara's body was wiggling around and rippling like the orb, and from the creeped out and confused noises he was making he noticed that, too. My eyes narrowed again, but not out of annoyance towards Kuwabara, but out of anger towards Onji. He was going to send Kuwabara away AGAIN?! Knowing this stupid bastard, he was probably going to kill Kuwabara for all I knew! And before I could shout out to Kuwabara or shout angrily at Onji, I saw the orb suddenly start to grow smaller, Kuwabara along with it. With a blinding light, and a quick flash of electricity, Kuwabara wasn't anywhere in the ring at all, and I lost his Spirit Energy. ...Motherfucker! I really hate this Tournament!


“Again?!” I shot a heated glare at Onji's form. “If Kuwabara's dead, so is your ass!” I shouted angrily.


Onji just ignored me, and before I could shout at him again, Juri rose her hand to gain attention back to her. “I know where this one's going! Kuwabara's out of the ring and won't be back in ten! The winner's Onji!” She announced, gesturing to the smirking old bastard that really made me want to hurt him.


I was standing there with my fists clenched and my eyes set into a dangerous glare, my body shaking in almost uncontrolled rage. I swear those fucking people up there -and I don't mean the Committee- where purposely trying to make my life a living hell by scaring the shit out of me. However, feeling a gaze on me that told me to calm down by our favorite fire youkai, and the familiar spike in Spirit Energy from our favorite dumb ass ningen, I quickly relaxed, happy to know that he was alive and safe. And from the feel of where he was, he was in the old Stadium, and I almost let out a laugh. Kuwabara must be so pissed. Done with going through pissed and happy emotions in less than a minute, I followed the others as we jumped onto the ring, our last fight underway. Or it will be when Onji decides to throw the fucking dies down.


Onji seemed to have sensed my irritation, and decided to drag out the rolling. “Lets see who I'll have the pleasure of humiliating next, I've got a faint feeling in my old trick knee that its gonna be you.” His gaze landed on Kurama, and I narrowed my eyes at that. Bastard. “Now I know all the secrets of the Idunn box, and I can change you into whatever form I please, so sorry but you'll have to fight me in your ningen form.” He said with a smirk, hoping to get a reaction out of the red haired kitsune.


“Presumptive, considering you haven't yet rolled.” Kurama said coldly, eyes narrowing. You tell him, Kurama!


Onji let out a smirk and tossed the die, it landing almost instantly onto one name that made us all stare down at it wide eyed. At first I was shocked to see how fast that roll went, but that subsided and I quickly refocused. All eyes rose from the die before looking at the pink haired woman next to us, who didn't seem to give a shit at all that she was fighting again so soon. However, there was nothing we could do, so we all -but Genkai- jumped off the ring and stood on the dull colored ground. Our gazes were locked on the two old fighters in the ring, and I was strangely all right with her fighting this guy. Kuwabara only lost because he doesn't calm down and doesn't think things through, Genkai is the total opposite of him. So I just smirked slightly as I crossed my arms, waiting for the match to start.


Onji chuckled shortly. “So, it's the unmasked warrior's turn to meet her doom. Isn't this a riot, the battle of the elderly?” He asked mockingly, and I rolled my eyes.


“Why don't you drop your tired act and loose the disguise?” Genkai glared at him annoyed. “You won't be fooling anyone else with that crappy mask.” She said, making Onji and all of us down on the ground stare at her with surprise. You mean that guys NOT old?!


“Disguise?” Kurama and I asked together, our eyes wide.


Hiei only glared.


“I don't know how you are, but you're no old man. And encase you haven't noticed, I'm not the kind of person who will underestimate you based on false age.” Genkai snapped, glaring at him.


Onji smirked. “You've got a pretty sharp eye for such an ugly, worn past it's prime, body. You're the first to notice, I even masked my own Energy. You see, disguise is one of my favorite hobbies.” He explained, straightening up his posture.


Onji rose his hand to the left side of his face, and dug his nails into his 'skin'. Pulling it back, I saw some of it rip apart, and I shivered, not even caring if Juri did as well. That is just really gross! But I kept looking, seeing inside the mask as he pulled it down to his chin. His face was covered in darkness for some odd reason, so I wasn't really able to see his face, but I could tell he was a lot younger than he 'appeared' to be. However, I narrowed my eyes at him, if he masked his Spirit Energy before, he might be stronger than he use to be. ...But something tells me he's not, so I wasn't worried. Well thank god!


Onji continued, putting his hand down. “To be brutally honest, there's are few things that I find more repulsive than old people. That moth ball smell that hovers around them makes me absolutely retch. That's why I chose this get up, I thought wearing the skin of something I abhor would all the more fuel my rage. Now!” He shouted as he rose his arms, chanting something in a language I couldn't identify to save my life.


The next thing we knew, we were staring at a large ball of pink smoke, it completely covering Onji's body. We all stared at it -well besides Genkai- with narrowed, guarded gazes. Especially when we heard Onji's laugh suddenly turn deeper and more young sounding then it did a second ago. And as the smoke began to clear we saw a figure standing their, but they were obviously shaped much different than Onji had been. The laughter stopped and the smoke cleared away completely, allowing us to see the person standing at the center of the ring. And let me tell you that this person was not what you had expected, especially from someone as mocking and as calculating as Onji. ...Or whatever the hell his name is.


The new person had large yellow hair that was pulled towards the sky, making me wonder if it was straw or not. On his face was a metal plate that had a whole cut out for the eye, it covering the right side of his face, ending near his mouth. On face was pant, his face being painted completely white with his left eye having a purple hair painted around it. His mouth was outlined with blue paint, and there was a blue tear drop below his left eye. On his nose was red clown nose, a string being barely noticeable as it wrapped around him. He wore a long sleeved, pink jesters shirt that had a large green star shaped design over it, and smaller stars were used as his cuffs. Over his waist was a blue belt with a large yellow heart as the buckle. The pink jester pants were stuffed into blue pointed shoes that were rolled backwards. All and all, he looked VERY flamboyant.


All of us stared at him with shocked looks on our faces, and yes even HIEI was staring at him with wide eyes. Our mouths -despite Genkai's- were wide open, not really expecting that at all, thank you. “Yes, free at last!” Oh god, even his voice was flamboyant! “A few more minutes smothered under that mask and I might have got real wrinkles. You see I plan to die before showing any signs of aging, this is my fate, it's the price we artists have to pay. My image is my greatest master piece and so I live on as legend iterators! I must rely on all of you who witness my art to recount it throughout the generations and keep me alive! So never forget ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to see from me, the Master of a 1000 Faces and a 1000 Tricks, the Beautiful Suzuka!” He finally finished, laughing loudly.


...


“Dear god!” I snapped out of my shock. “What the fuck is THAT?!” I shouted pointing at him, horrified.


Kurama and Hiei just sweat dropped. Ha.


“Of course I'd hate to ruin a piece of art, Suzuka, but I have no hold-ups with you, you're a piece of trash.” Genkai said boredly, making me get out of my shocked phase, and I smirked.


Suzuka abruptly stopped laughing, pointing at Genkai with a glare. “You must never refer to me by my proper name without placing 'Beautiful' in front of it! Though you won't live to repeat your mistake! Beautiful is a word made just for me, and we two shall never part!” He shouted, smile now on his lips as he placed his hand over his heart. Dear god, bring Shishi back, please.


“Fruitcake.” Genkai snapped, her eyes narrowing.


Hiei crossed his arms over his chest, an annoyed look on his face. “This idiot makes Kuwabara seem smart.” He said bluntly, but the irritation was clear as he glared.


“He could make anyone seem smart.” I added, my face blank.


“I admit I'm embarrassed listening to him.” Kurama said with a sigh, sweat dropping.


Hiei and I only nodded, looking at Suzuka as he suddenly began laughing again. I really hated clowns, I really did, especially ones like him. ...Well I've never really met a clown that acted like him, but you get what I mean. I really hope that Genkai gives this guy the beating of his life because he is really fucking annoying me with his narcissism. I could tell the boys beside me were thinking the same things because they looked like they didn't want to be here, almost as much as me and that's really saying something.


Koto took the silence -besides Suzuka's laughter- as a good place to talk. “Well the decrepit Onji has transformed into Suzuka, with an odd- or better yet make that interesting wardrobe selection on his part.” She announced, although we already knew that -__-;.


Suzuka stopped laughing suddenly, his eyes narrowing, and that made me raise an eyebrow at him. But I understood what was going on when I saw him grab an Ace of Spades out of no where, and sent it flying at an incredible speed towards Koto. Koto let out a shriek of fear and ducked out of the way, just in time too because the card passed her a second after she did that. However, I couldn't really say that for the youkai that was behind her. I blinked in surprise when I saw the card embedded in a green youkai's forehead. A stream of blood appeared out from behind the card before the youkai's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his head fell forward. He was dead.


Silence passed over the stadium and we all stared at the youkai with mixed expressions, fear, amusement, annoyance, satisfaction and something very inappropriate. I was laughing. “T-That wa-was awes-awesome!” I shouted, breaking the silence as he I leaned forward, holding my sides, making Hiei and Kurama sweat drop at me.


“That was freaking sweet!” Koto agreed, but her face was still frozen in fear.


Suzuka glared at her, his arm still stretched out from his attack. “I already told you to put a 'Beautiful' in front of my name, it's very important!” He said annoyed.


Genkai scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “For somebody who wants to be known by the world, you sure hide behind a lot of masks. You must be compensating for something abysmal.” She said with a smirk, and I rose an eyebrow at that.


I was confused now. “His dick?” I asked, looking at the two beside me.


The faces that the two made were comical, mostly because Kurama stared at me in shock, and Hiei looked like he didn't know what to say to that. So I just waiting, looking at them in confusion, my cocked to the side, not caring for what I said. When did I ever care, anyway? Thought so.


“Onna, shut up.” Hiei said with a sigh, shaking his head.


Suzuka suddenly rose his arms into the air, breaking Hiei and I from a would-be glare off. “The greatest legends are all shrouded in ambiguity, it seems the imagination is more captivated by the unknown! People are simply more inclined to build up in their own minds that which they cannot see, or which have multiple incarnations. Look at how they fear the Devil and revere God! With mystery comes colossal power, and that power will be mine! In a thousand years they'll worship me, and each will have a unique vision. And one will say 'The Beautiful Suzuka, he looked like this!', and another will say 'No, he looked like this!', 'No, like this!', 'Like this!', and each vision will be grander than the last, and I will live in their minds forever!” He said going into another huge bout of laughter. Why the hell is he laughing so much!?


“I don't get whats so funny.” Hiei said annoyed. Thank you Hiei!


Kurama held that same expression from last time, but he looked actually worn out from listening to him talk. Poor Kurama. “I thought clowns made everybody else laugh.” He said with another sigh.


I rose my hand. “He made me laugh when he killed that youkai.” I pointed out.


Hiei glanced at me out of his peripheral vision. “Yes, but everything makes you laugh.” He said bluntly.


“That is NOT true!” I shouted with an irk mark.


Hiei stared at me straight in the eye, while I stared back at him, wondering what the hell he was doing. But I figured it out when I felt my lips begin to quirk up. Dammit, he found out! I had no idea why, but whenever someone stares at me I start to laugh or smile! I tried to stop it, but I let out squeak of laughter and hid my face, ignoring as Kurama and Hiei smirked at me. Damn him! (A/N: That happens to me all the time! That's why Kira and I suck at lying xD)


Hiei smirked. “I rest my case.” He said smugly.


I stopped smiling and turned to him with an anime mad face. “I hate you.” I growled with an irk mark pulsing on my temple. How the hell did he know!?


“I'm sure.” Hiei mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes.


Suzuka rose a hand, bringing us back to him again. Great. “Let it be sung through out the land that upon my victory at this tournament, I'll first eradicate the elderly from the world, in honor of the soon-to-be late Genkai! And then I shall strike down all who refuse to worship me, the Beautiful Suzuka! And that, as they say, will be that.” He said, putting his hands on his hips in satisfaction.


I got an irk mark, I really hate him! “Well I'll be the first one! Suzu-”


Hiei cut me off, throwing me a glare. “Onna, shut up, you're making unnecessary noise.” He said, but for some reason there wasn't any annoyance in his voice.


“Why-?” I tried to ask, but I was suddenly stopped by a small pain in my right arm. “Ow!” I hissed, looking down at my arm. A small line of blood was trickling down, the damn thing felt like a paper cut and we all know how those feel!


Wondering how the hell that happened, I looked behind me, seeing a Joker card embedded in the wall behind me. I stared at the card for a few seconds, not fully realizing what had happened. Looking back at the ring, I saw Suzuka staring at me with a narrowed gaze, his arm stretched out towards me. I stared at him before turning to my arm, then back to him again. Then it all clicked. My eyes narrowed into a deadly glare, the pain from my arm all forgotten. I didn't even notice the other deadly glare that was being directed at Suzuka's form.


*That fucking bastard! He CUT me!* I hissed in my head. “His ass is dead.” I growled out, my body shaking with almost uncontrolled rage.


Suzuka gave a 'hmph'. “I think that you would have learned from the other two times I said it, but I guess the undesirables are stupid as well.” He said dramatically, but a smirk played on his lips.


“Excuse me!?” I glared at Suzuka heatedly again before I turned to his opponent. “Genkai, kill the fucking asshole!” I shouted, jabbing a finger at Suzuka. I would have flipped him off, but I was too pissed to think straight right now, so shut up!


“Kira, shut up.” Genkai said, glancing at me blankly.


“B-But he hurt me!” I whined, anime tears falling down my cheeks, ignoring the sighs I got from Hiei and Kurama. Why is she so mean to me?!


Genkai, however, ignored me and I pouted, the anime tears now dry. But my bad mood instantly lifted when I heard the youkai in the stands start to shout out angry and annoyed boos at him. I even heard Botan and Shizuru shouting as well, some of the shouts even defended me. Aw at least they care about me! However, all good things must come to an end. Suzuka glanced at the section near Botan, Shizuru and Yukina, and pointed his outstretched hand towards them. A bright blue light of Spirit Energy formed before it burst into a wide stream before it molded into a large orb, smashing into their section. A loud explosion went off and thick black smoke shout out of the sky. My eyes were wide with fear, about to call out for the three, but when the smoke cleared I sighed in relief. A good twenty feet away from them was nothing but rubble, they were all right thankfully, scared but all right.


“I'm not a fan of insubordination.” Suzuka said flatly.


Hiei continued to glare at Suzuka, his arms crossed. “For once their showing taste.” He said, not even glancing at the crowd as they began to talk in a confused, jumbled mess. Not sure who to root for now.


“I guess I fired them up!” Suzuka shouted, letting out a loud laugh once again. Ugh!


Juri stared at Suzuka with a confused expression, not really sure what to do now. Instead, she looked at the woman that was beside her. “So, um, think you might be ready?” She asked, hoping that was a yes, I could just tell by her expression.


Genkai shot a glare of annoyance as Suzuka. “Yes, lets shut this jerk up.” She said, standing up straighter.


“Right, let the battle begin!” Juri said with a smile.


“You're feeling so confident because you managed to defeat my front man.” Suzuka stopped his laughing, his body beginning to be surrounded by red Energy, but it wasn't nearly as much as I thought it would be. Ha. . “But while I did teach him everything that he know, I didn't nearly teach him everything that I do. Don't even think of using that same Energy borrowing stunt on me, for that to work you have to lock on to it's exact wave-length, and as you're no doubt discovering I can disguise that as well as my face.” He said with an 'evil' smirk. Pff.


Suzuka's Energy began to change different colors, going from red to yellow, to blue. Seeing that, it didn't really make us cautious, it just gave us a light show. Having calmed down from my pissed off episode a few minutes earlier, I just stood there with my arms crossed, but stopped myself from touching my paper cut. Damn did that hurt! How the hell was that even possible, my other cuts never hurt that bad! Fuck you paper cut, I hope you burn in hell! ...But in all seriousness, Suzuka didn't have what it took to defeat any of us, what he had was nothing but a big ass ego that needed to be popped. Sure he had Energy and all, but I bet if Kuwabara could have focused he would have beat the shit out of Suzuka. Too bad Kuwabara was sent back to the old Stadium...


“You're frustrated!” Suzuka suddenly laughed. “You can sense I have so much Energy but you can't hone in on it!” Genkai let out a small scoff, her expression bored. “Marvel at my art as I unleash my pallet, I call this one Rainbow Cyclone!” He shouted with a wide smirk.


I looked at the boys blankly. “I'm not even going to say anything.” I said, shaking my head.


They both sweat dropped at me, but said nothing. We all turned our gazes back to Suzuka, seeing different colored paints suddenly shoot into the air. Red, purple, orange, yellow, blue, green, turquoise, whatever color he had, he was showing it. But the paint suddenly formed together, turning into a long stream of different colored Energy, it forming around Suzuka. But I sweat dropped when Suzuka rose his arms, and twirled around, letting out a very strange battle cry as the rainbow colored stream of Energy twirled around him as well. However, I grew 'serious' when Suzuka jumped into the air as he held out his hands towards Genkai, the Energy stream now gone. Letting out one last battle cry, the paint that I had seen before shot down towards Genkai's form before it slammed into her, the brilliant colors forming into the stream again, but this time as an explosion.


My eyes widened in shock as I saw the explosion rip through the ring, and into the air, a black form in the middle of it. Seeing as how Genkai was the only one who could be that small, and that she wasn't in the ring, all I could think of was that she was hit. Hiei, Kurama and I followed the ball of color as it raced through the air before it slammed into the wall behind us, letting out another explosion, creating a large whole into the wall. My mouth fell open, and fear gripped my heart, Genkai better NOT have just died to Suzuka! She was stronger than that bastard, she couldn't be dead! ...Right?


Koto stared in shock, not even noticing the youkai behind her was now sporting a halo above his head. Ha. “It seems Suzuka- I'm mean it seems the Beautiful Suzuka has blasted Genkai with his gorgeous Rainbow Cyclone! And he didn't just knock her to the wall, he knocked her right smack through it!” She said with eyes wide with shock.


Suzuka let out a cruel smirk. “It's truly a spectacular attack, not only is it lethal but it's killer to look at! All those vibrant colors are so lovely, aren't they? Though I'm sure Genkai didn't think so as they plunged through her heart, and bashed her into that wall!” He suddenly turned to Juri, frowning. “You! What are you waiting for!?” He shouted, growing rather impatient at the lack of counting. Oh, I swear to god I'm going to kill him!


“Oh right, out of the ring,” Juri nodded. “I'll start the count! 1!” She said, bringing her arm down.


Suzuka let out a bored sigh, turning back to the whole in the wall ahead of him. “What a tragedy it's over, I had 999 more faces and 999 more tricks I wanted to use.” He said 'disappointed', and I resisted the urge to turn to him and send my Lightning Surge at him.


Juri continued to count. “2! 3! 4! 5!-”


We all heard Juri's sudden stop, and our eyes narrowed on the smoke that was beginning to clear away. As it did a figure was seen standing there, and in that moment I let out a sigh of relief when I saw who it was. Genkai. The smoke cleared completely and there wasn't a scratch on her, or any dirt on her clothes. I let out a smile, she really was bad ass. But I couldn’t help but feel stupid when I actually thought that she was hurt, this was GENKAI we were talking about here, she wouldn’t lose to someone like Suzuka, even if she had one foot in the grave. Breaking my self back to reality, I turning my attention back to Genkai, seeing her smirk at Suzuka smugly, especially when Suzuka's smirk dropped. Ha.


“Genkai!” I shouted happily.


Koto sat in her seat in shock. “Genkai's emerged from the rubble unharmed! There's not even a scar or a deep bloody gash on this woman! Not that that makes the Beautiful Suzuka's beautiful attack any less beautiful!” She shouted, hoping Suzuka wouldn’t try to kill her again.


I turned to her. “We get it!” I shouted with a glare, an irk mark on my temple.


With a huff I turned my attention back to the ring, seeing Genkai jump back onto it, heading towards the center. However, Suzuka wasn't smiling like most of us were right now. “Forgive me if I'm not impressed.” He said with anger in his tone,his smirk still gone but the glare n his eyes were strong. I just rolled my eyes ta him, he was such a sore loser.


Genkai glared at him, annoyed. “I know you play by higher standards, but at least give me credit for the nose.” Suzuka looked down to see that his nose was gone, making all of us stare in shock. “If I had more time I would have taken that big ugly grin off your face, too.” She said, twirling the nose on her finger.


“But..when'd you do that?” Juri asked, surprised.


Kurama blinked in surprise as he stared at the nose that was still twirling on Genkai's finger. “Naturally my eyes could follow every inch of Genkai's movement.” He said, suddenly feeling very inferior to the pink haired woman. Join the club T.T


“I saw the whole thing, too.” Hiei lied, his expression holding nothing but annoyance and anger. I wanted to give Hiei a good ol' fashion pep talk, but since I'm not that nice, I opted for another approach.


“Liar!” I coughed loudly, giving Hiei a cute smile as he glared at me. Ha.


But our moment was ruined when we suddenly heard the doors behind us open. Turning around -well Kurama and I did, not Hiei-, we saw something that made our eyes widen. Kuwabara. The red haired ningen was standing at the door way, looking completely exhausted. He also sported a few good scratches on his face, and I had to hide my smirk at that, probably from the fall that he took after being sent back to the Stadium. Yeah, I know I'm mean, but you all were probably laughing at it, so shut up! However, I was also relieved to see that he was all right, despite knowing that he was. I worried about my friends, so don't even dare try to tell me otherwise, or all hurt all of you!


“Kuwabara!” Kurama said shocked.


Hiei glanced over his shoulder at the red haired ningen. “And only 500 seconds too later to matter.” He said bluntly, his expression indifferent, but there was annoyance on there as well. ...You know what, I'm not even going to say it, it's not funny anymore.


“You counted?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.


Hiei stared at me blankly, an irk mark beginning to form. “Onna, don't make me hurt you.” He said annoyed.


“You're mean!” I whined, anime tears pooling.


“Hey!” Kuwabara stopped in front of us, breathing heavily. “Where's that guy I was fighting!? I wasn't done yet!” He shouted through pants of air, and I looked at him sympathetically, he must have run the whole time here without stopping once. Poor guy.


Hiei suddenly smirked, looking at Suzuka. “So, which is more humiliating? Losing to an old man or to a clown?” He asked, his smirking widening ever so slightly.


“A clown.” Kuwabara panted. “Definitely worse to a clown.”


Kurama sweat dropped as he looked at Hiei, while I was trying to hide my laughter. My hand was to my lips as I tried to stifle the giggles that were currently almost spilling from my lips. Too bad Kuwabara noticed. “What are you laughing at?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.


I shook my head at him and began to laugh out loud, not knowing someone's smirk widened at that.


That only made Kuwabara more interested, and he narrowed his eyes at my laughing form. “Come on, I wanna know!” He shouted, hoping that I would stop myself long enough to explain. Pff, yeah right.


“Don't worry Kuwabara, it's nothing.” Kurama said, sweat dropping.


Kuwabara looked at Kurama for moment before he frowned deeper. “Whatever.” He mumbled, crossing his arms as he pouted slightly. ...Ha.


Finally getting over my laughing episode, I took in a calming breath and dropped my arms to my sides once again. We all turned our gazes to Suzuka to see that he was still in that same shocked state as he was a few minutes before, and my good mood instantly died away. I rolled my eyes at him, geez, this guy really needs to get his face pounded in before I do it myself. He's freaking out over a fucking nose! God please let this day be over with T.T! I can't take much more of this! And judging by the boys expressions, they were in the same boat as I was.


Genkai finally had enough, throwing the nose at Suzuka's face, knocking him back to reality. “You lost a nose, who cares? I've ripped off vital organs that were real.” She said with a frown on her face, her eyes narrowign into a glare.


“But I feel so naked without it!” Suzuka protested/whined.


“Stop your whining you joker.” Genkai snapped, clenching her fist as she rose it. “I put my whole body through hell to make it strong enough for my Spirit Wave Orb, and you're crying about some nasal accessory?! You're not a real fighter, and I sure as hell won't waste what little Spirit Energy I have left on your half-assed routine.” Genkai balled her hands into fists and bounced from one foot to the other, raising her fists up. “Why, it won't take more than these two bare, wrinkled fists to knock that sissy make-up right off your face and onto the concrete right next to your rubber nose, so come on 'kiddo'. No matter what you throw,I promise not to use any weapon other than my own muscles to pound the 'beauty' out of you.” She said with a glare, and I smiled, she's so awesome!


“You tell him, Genkai!” I shouted, punching my fist in the air.


Suzuka ignored me, glaring back at Genkai. “I'm not scared of an old lady! If you're not going to use your Spirit Power, neither will I!” Suzuka raised his arms up he flexed them, his muscles suddenly beginning to bulge. “Toguro's got nothing on me! Welcome to the body of steel muscles explosion!” He shouted, flexing his muscles so tightly that he ripped his shirt clean off, leaving nothing but tiny pink fabric to float through the air.


I rolled my eyes. “Oh wow, he's so jacked.” I said sarcastically. Hiei's way more impressive. (*Coughs*)


Suzuka didn't hear me apparently, admiring his muscles. “Will you just look at these magnificent wash-board abs? Watch me now as I rhythmically flex my pecks!” He shouted, doing just as he said he would, and I sweat dropped, face-palming myself.


Genkai stopped bouncing, glaring at him steadily. “Let me tell you what your problem is, Suzuka.” She said.


“Excuse me!?” Suzuka asked, appalled.


“Admittedly you have talent, you helped scrounge up a team of third rate youkai and found weapons suiting them well enough to get them to the Semi-Finals.” Genkai complimented, and I frowned. “You know more about arsenals and techniques than anyone I've met, but like a true idiot you forgot all about your strength! You're nothing but surface, a souped up car without an engine to move it. You're even weaker than your front man.” She said truthfully, but it came out mockingly, making me smile. But what's a 'car'?


Suzuka glared at her heatedly, that little fact obviously striking a nerve. Letting out a shout of anger, Suzuka ran towards her with his fists raised. However, before we could even blink, Genkai had already beaten him to it, her right fist lodged in his jaw. Not giving him any reaction time, she sent another punch to his jaw, sending him towards the ring. We all watched with wide eyes as Suzuka slammed onto the ring, sliding across the surface painfully, leaving a trial to follow him. Genkai ran along side him until he came to a stop and jumped onto his back, putting all her strength onto it before she slammed her feet onto his spine. It was actually comical, especially when Suzuka let out a not so manly shout of pain before Genkai jumped off of him and sent a swift kick to his head, smacking him right into the ceiling of the stadium. Standing under him as he fell, Genkai rose her fist and when Suzuka's back landed on it, we all flinched a the crack that echoed around the stadium, watching him painfully bend around her fist. Oooh...


“Wow, she's amazing!” Kuwabara gasped, his eyes wide.


Kurama, however, didn't hold his expression, his eyes locked intently on the fight. “And the fact that he's sub-standard doesn't help him much.” He said, and I couldn't help but smirk that that. Take that Suzuka!


However, I couldn't help but flinch. “This reminds me of when she beat the shit out of me.” I mumbled, making the others sweat drop. “What!? It does! Do you know what it feels like to be punched by her?! It hurts!” I shouted in my defense, ignoring the two smirks I got and the sweat drop. They are so mean!


“You see!” Genkai suddenly shouted.


Our attention was quickly drawn back to the fight, just into time to see Genkai send her knee into Suzuka's face. Letting out a loud yell, Suzuka did a 'manly' twirl around the ring, his leg raised in the air like a 'ballerina' or whatever the hell they were. But before Suzuka could regain his barrings, Genkai was faster, appearing before him before she sent another well placed punch to Suzuka's face. Blood leaked out of his nose as the metal plat on his face broke apart. And before we could blink -again- Genkai was throwing fast, swift punches into Suzuka's face and chest, leaving bruises and dents all over his body. My eyes watered with anime tears, remembering the pain all too well. However, I stopped my trip down memory lane and watched with a smirk appearing on my lips, she didn't disappoint me, she's punching his face in :D!


“You just don't have what it takes!” Genkai suddenly stopped bringing her fists down. “That's enough.” Watching as Suzuka began to stumble backwards, Genkai stared at him blankly. “Oh, I forgot to look at that so-called beautiful face of his.” She said sarcastically.


We all looked at Suzuka, and I let out a disgusted noise, recoiling back. The boys beside me didn't react like that, but they weren't too pleased with the sight either. To say that it was bad was an understatement, Genkai really outdid her self with this. His chest was filled with dents from her fists, bruises already forming around him. But what I was looking at what was his face. If he didn't have any paint covering him, there would have been nothing but black and blue under there. His face had dents and some parts of his face swelled up, almost closing his eyes and his mouth. His head was bleeding, and so wasn't his mouth and nose. ...Oh he was a keeper all right. Pff.


“You okay?” Juri stared at Suzuka with a surprised and dazed look on her face. But she stopped when Suzuka stumbled towards her, making her shriek slightly before he fell flat on his face again. Walking forward tentatively, she poked his ass with her foot before raising her hand. “It seems Beautiful Suzuka, who has a remarkably firm tush, is pretty much incapacitated, making Genkai the winner!” She announced with a bright smile.


I frowned. “We really didn't need to know that.” I groaned, desperately trying to rid myself of that fact.


“Agreed.” The three boys beside me said, sweat dropping.


~*~*~*~


All of us had migrated into the hallway under the stands, having nothing else to do but go home and wake up early for the Semi-Final matches that involved Toguro's Team against another one I don't really care about. On our way out Botan, Shizuru and Yukina met up with us, and told us that Keiko was busy taking care of Yusuke. Although I think we could have done without the suggestive smile that she got, but I knew that they weren't doing anything, considering that Yusuke was apparently passed out. Botan is a really sick minded person sometimes, I swear. But whatever, we were currently walking towards the entrance of the Stadium, heading back to the hotel and I could finally get my hair fixed. I really hope that it isn't bad...


“Can you believe we made it to the Finals? You guys were all super!” Botan complimented happily.


Yukina nodded as she turned her gaze up to Kuwabara. “I had a kick out of watching you fight, Kazuma.” She said with a bright smile. Aw.


Kuwabara's face instantly got a goofy grin at that. “Why thank you, Yukina! It's nice to see someone appreciates my strategy! See, there was no-one worth wasting my Energy on so I had the bad guys reveal their weaknesses so Genkai could knock them down.” He said, making Hiei, Kurama and I sweat drop at the painful lie.


“More like you made a big mess and Genkai cleaned up after you, like someone always does.” Shizuru butted in calmly, making me bite back a lie. That's why she's awesome xD.


“Hey, that stung!” Kuwabara got in her face. “You take that back, Sis!” He shouted embarrassed.


“Just the truth, Bro.” Shizuru said bluntly.


Kuwabara had to think a second before he stopped, making us do the same. “Well, no-one cares!” He shouted with an irk mark on his temple.


“Actually, I'd like to hear it.” Hiei said, hiding a smirk as I laughed under my breath.


“Stay out of this, Shorty!” Kuwabara snapped angrily.


“Now children, behave!” Botan said nervously, holding up her hands to keep the two from killing each other.


“I'm leaving.” Genkai said abruptly, walking away from us.


Being the only one to hear her, I looked after her and smiled. “See you later, Genkai!” I said with a wave, not noticing the small smile that she got when she looked over her shoulder at me.


“It took all of us working as a team to make it this far.” Kurama suddenly said, bringing me back to the conversation at hand. And I sweat dropped at the two boys that were currently glaring at each other once again.


Hiei turned his glare to Kurama. “Not him!” He growled, gesturing to the red haired ningen before him.


Kuwabara glared down at Hiei, clenching his fists. “Hey, I fought one more fight than you did!” He shouted, but he got a smirk of victory at the little fact, hoping that would make Hiei shut up. Too bad it didn't.


“And lost them both.” Hiei said easily.


“Oh yeah?! Well you didn't have to go spinning through another dimension like I did!” Kuwabara retorted.


Hiei frowned at the memory that was placed in his head. “Actually, I have, thanks to the Baka Onna over there.” He said glancing at me over his shoulder, the annoyance clear in his voice. Everyone turned to me, blank looks on their faces.


I got an irk mark, glaring at him. “Want me to do it again?” I growled, my hand shrouded in Shadows.


“Try it.” Hiei challenged, glaring as well.


Botan looked torn, wondering what she could do to break us from a fight, but couldn't. ...Until she noticed the very bad cut that my hair had gotten. Her eyes widened, dear god that looked horrible! “Kira, what happened to your hair?” She suddenly asked, breaking Hiei and I from our fight. Successfully.


“Makintaro cut it.” I glared at the memory, but I looked up at her hesitantly. “Is... Is it bad?” I asked.


“Well...” Botan started out looking at my hopeful face, but there was a glare being directed at her, making her lie. “I-It's no-not that bad! Here, I have some scissors right here, let me fix it for you!” She said with a nervous laugh, pulling out said scissors from her back pocket.


All of us stared at her strangely, backing up slightly. “Why do you have scissors in your pockets?” Kuwabara finally found the courage to ask what we all wouldn't, raising an eyebrow at her.


Botan froze at the question. “Self defense.” She mumbled, looking off to the side.


All of us sweat dropped at that, and before I could run away, I felt someone push me towards her, and anime tears fell down my cheeks. The others just watched with amused smirks as Botan cut my hair back to a straight cut once again. And to my dismay, my hair now reached only a few inches past my shoulders. However, considering that was better than long hair that would only get in the way I didn't complain. Much. However, as we walked once again, I couldn't help but feel like something bad was going to happen. I just hope that I was wrong.


Ending it here! I hope you guys liked this!
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