One Thousand Vow [ Complete ]

Part 15 : White Demons

Toushiro Pov

My hair turns back to black colour. My eyes slightly hurts but the colour revert backs to my green eyes. I was still in shock and want to asked so many questions to him but he was never in the house.

"Two more days and  i will have a death battle with Seishiro."  

Even i start training now it was useless. He was stronger and know what he wants instead of me i was uncertain and clueless. I strong but not as strong as him.

Furthermore..i can't kill him..

I love him..

"Ha..hahahahaha...haaa...this is not you Nagakura Toushiro...you! The fearless and heartless demon are not this weak! If he want to kill me that much..."

I draw out my sword and swings it with all my strength. The bamboo tree falls like domino.
I let out a murderous aura and smile .

"I will crush them all..!"

I put my sword back and walks in the house.

"You're quite strong young master."

I look back and recognize that cheeky kid. He's the one that attack me that night with sharp needles and pretend to be Seishiro.

"What are you doing in this place?"

He smile and bow down slightly.

"Excuse my rudeness young master...i here just to escort our precious guest for the upcoming battle. He will be staying here until that days."

A guest?

I look behind him and saw a guy that wearing a black silks cover that's hide his face. He avert my gaze and i felt like i know him.

"Well now excuses us young master."

They walks away and my interests gone as my eyes meets with Seishiro. He's back and give me a gentle smile .

I ignore him and walks away.

"Shiro!"

He grab my wrist and i pull back harshly. He steps back as i draw out my sword and pointed it to him without hesitation. He weirdly smile and step back to give me some space.

"Seeing you all riled up like this makes me excited on our upcoming battle Shiro..."

He smirk and retreat back to his room. I stand there ready to strike him if he attacks me. As his figures gone i relax myself and put back my sword.

I never realized that i holding a breath. I felt really intimidated by my him.

Which is the real him. I confused.
He was nice and loving but he suddenly change to his crazy and blood thirst self.

It's doesn't matter..

"Kill or be killed...."

And the winner takes all.

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The next morning i sharpen my sword and prepare my mind to fights him. He was busy staring at me the whole days.

It's really annoying but i can't stop my jumping heart as he chuckle when i spare him a glance.

"It's really weird seeing your mature body that had grown to a fine young warrior."

He chuckle while study my bare upper body and i glare at him.

"What do you want? .."

I ask uninterested by his flirting tones.