how much is the bid for your heart?

"How about a bet Hiori?" Isagi looked at him with a gleam in his eyes that sent his nerves skyrocketing inside of him.

"About what exactly?" Hiori arched a brow at him and masked the havoc that the other was wreaking inside his heart.

"Whoever wins this practice match gets to be the other's slave for a week." Isagi replied with a crooked grin on his lips.

"Are ya really sure ya wanna do this Isagi-kun?" Hiori asked with a sardonic smile playing on his lips.

"I wouldn't suggest it if I'm not." He retorted.

"Then prepare yourself to be my slave for a week because I can see yer defeat miles away from here." Hiori shot back with a cheerful yet ruthless smile on his face.

- Or Hiori and Isagi played with fire until one of them gets burned.