Hayame and Kazuhiro were already up and finished took their showers.
Kazuhiro wore a baggy white t shirt, a blue undershirt under it and baggy black pants. Hayame wore a short purple kimono but had on a black long tights under it. She put her hair in pig tails using her purple bows and had a Purple Heart clipped on each side of her bangs.
Hayame wore a cloak to hide her appearance because she knew people would judge her as being 'cute.' They entered into a tall tower and gazed around, looking everywhere.
Hayame and Kazuhiro made it through trial and reached to a room, there were nothing much in the room, but silence. "What is this?"
Kazuhiro and Hayame looked around and saw only the battle arena.
"Hello, Ayumi, here. This will be your second to last exam are you ready? You guys will be facing strong prisoners and they are quite merciless." Ayumi, the announcer, spoke in a pure gentle voice. "Please, be careful, I don't want anyone hurt or killed, also, you have to either do whatever they say and if you don't win, you loose the time to get into the next test...if anyone surrenders, less days for the prisoners and less hours for you. Have fun!"
"She doesn't know I am dead and it will keep like that." Kazuhiro folded his arms.
"You should tell her."
"No way, I don't want her to be sad and she is very happy to see us...I won't spoil it." Kazuhiro whispered.
We looked at the other side and saw two prisoners but they were in cloaks and chained up. The chains break for one and it stepped into the arena.
Kazuhiro blinked at the prisoner then narrowed his eyes. "I will do this one."
"Okay, but so t go wild now...I know you are very insane at certain times, when you want. Don't go too far." Hayame smiled through the cloak.
Kazuhiro nodded.
The prisoner took off her cloak and it was shown..her appearance..
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Hayame was surprised that a lady was here but she wasn't an ordinary lady. She have great skills in fighting. She smirked evilly. "It is a shame, that I am facing some little children or young teenagers."
Kazuhiro rolled his eyes. "She looks like around her twenties..."
"Kazuhiro, this is a famous killer name Aiya Abe...she rips people apart, tortures them and beat them till they die.."
Kazuhiro grinned and chuckled. "She doesn't scare me." He turned serious. "I can easily beat her." Kazuhiro stated as the platform started to move forward and stopped.
He walked on it and had his hands in his pocket. They came face to face and she had an evil grin spread across her lips. She doesn't he is a spirit, but he made himself look like a human.
"Let's settle this as a death match."
"Death match? Okay, but I am sorry if you die." Kazuhiro said.
"Don't be sorry, Your death will be quick and-" She couldn't finish his sentence.
Kazuhiro eyes darkened a little as he walked passed her.
Aiya got paled and hold her chest. "W-What? What is h-happening...to me." She panted and looked at him with pale, sick eyes.
Hayame saw everything although no one else could.
Kazuhiro turned around and grinned evilly as he had her heart and it was pumping slowly in his hand. "Oh, are you cold? Do you want your heart?"
"Yes, give it to me.." She pleaded as she walked slowly. Her heart pimped slower and slower until Kazuhiro crushed it in his hand and made the splattered on her. Her yes widened as she slowly fell to face and her hand was out, laying there. Kazuhiro put the crushed heart in her hand and walked back.
Hayame was astonished and she blinked at what she saw. "Kazu..."
Kazuhiro smiled childishly and innocently as he laughed. "What's up?" His eyes were back to their bright blue eyes, like he did nothing and his hands weren't bloody nor his clothes.
Hayame looked away. "Umm, nevermind, I don't want to bother you." She whispered. He sat down and looked at the body as it was pushed off the ground and down into the pit.
"Time for me." Hayame spoke and walked to the plat form. The chain for the other prisoner broke off as he stepped in.
Both stared at each and the man took off his cloak and his appearance was
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She narrowed her eyes at him, although it was not seen. Hayame got into fighting stance. "What shall it be?"
Ayumi announced him. "This is prisoner 595, his name is Ken and he is merciless and killing and a sneaky thief."
Ken smirked. "Death match."
Hayame nodded. "Alright." My voice somehow sound more masculine than feminine, she guess because of the cloak. She remained calm as she was ready for any attacks and was prepared for his outcome outbursts.
