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[goongala]

A'ight, class! Durin' most a' our games activities, I've been splittin' ya guys up accordin' ta age. 7th - 10th all playin' togetha, 11th - College all playin' togetha, too. But today, oh, TODAY... I'm combinin' yer groups an' splitten 'em in two fer... DODGEBALL. Dat's right, dodgeball! Da game a' reflexes, da will ta live, an' most

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[redheadedhunter]

As a game, Axl liked dodgeball fine, even though he hadn't played it much (wasn't that popular back home). Nobody could fault his aim, even if projectiles weren't his first choice of weapon (and his hands were still healing from the abuse they'd taken from Yuffie's Conformer

[ore_wa_honoo]

Takuya wasn't hugely familiar with dodgeball, but he'd listened to the rules anyway - hey, PE was the one lesson where he didn't have to sit around at a desk and fall asleep, so the least he could do was behave for it. Other than that hedgehog-who-wasn't-a-hedgehog and the teenager with the burnt face, he didn't really know anybody else present. But that didn't matter, right? Once they saw his amazing soccer-honed skills, they'd bow down to him for su-

This was the point where a ball narrowly missed his shoulder. His train of thought interrupted, he stopped and looked behind him. About to yell defiance at whoever had thrown it, he was surprised when it turned out to be a guy he vaguely recognised as having been put on his team earlier.

Well, that was just something different to yell. "I'm on your side, idiot!"

[redheadedhunter]

About to yell an apology, Axl instead glared at the 'idiot' comment. "Well, don't stand where I'm throwing, then! It's--"

Axl cut himself off to dodge a ball thrown at his head. "...Not like you can get tagged out by someone on your own team, anyway!" he finished.

[ore_wa_honoo]

Well, okay, the ball hadn't even hit Takuya. Still, his pride had been injured instead, which was really the important thing.

He glared right back. "Yeah? How about you don't throw where I'm standing?" Not that he'd been standing, either - he'd been sort of walking around - but he couldn't let that ruin a good line.

[redheadedhunter]

Axl was resisting--just barely--the urge to toss a ball at his head on principle, but wasn't willing to resort to childish tactics. At least, not quite yet.

Then again, they were in a gym, throwing balls at each other at mach speed and shouting at the top of their lungs. What part of that wasn't childish?

Maturity thrown out the window, he tossed the ball--not gently, but a lot more gently than he was chucking them at the opposite team--at the back of Takuya's head.

[ore_wa_honoo]

The ball thwacked Takuya on the head just as he was starting to run away. He flailed for a few moments, barely managing to stay upright. Looking behind him... that guy again?! Okay, that was it. Forget who was on whose team - this was personal!

He picked the ball up to stop it rolling away, then put it back down in front of him and kicked. It wasn't a soccer ball, so chances were it'd miss entirely, but it was the gesture that counted.

[redheadedhunter]

Axl whipped another ball over the line, frowning when it was caught and hurled at another of his teammates. Man, this game could go on for--

His hair ruffled as a speeding ball clipped his ponytail. Full senses on alert for the culprit, he blinked as he caught the goggle-kid smirking at him. Ah. So he'd noticed the ball to the head. Funny, he hadn't expected retailation, but...

Axl spied the ball off to the side and picked it up, tossing it from hand to hand. Friendly fire, was it? He grinned recklessly at his teammate. Alright, then. He could play this game on two fronts.

The ball in his hand went spinning towards the goggle-wearing boy as Axl ducked another shot. He overbalanced and rolled. When he returned to his feet (and dropped again to avoid another shot), he cast a glance over to see his handy work.

[ore_wa_honoo]

The next ball hit Takuya right on the goggles. This time, he did trip up, and lay on the ground until he could only see one wall in front of him again.

As soon as he got up, without much fanfare, another ball hit him in the back and knocked him over in the other direction. Takuya picked himself up yet again, just about ready to kill that ponytailed jerk... wait, what? The jerk hadn't thrown that last one? Out?

Wha--?!

Man. If he ever got his Digivice back, Takuya told himself as he trudged off to lean against the wall, forget the blonde girl - that jerk would be the first to learn a lesson.

[redheadedhunter]

Axl watched with slight dismay as the boy with the goggles shuffled off the field. And just when things had been getting interesting...

He felt the boy's eyes burning into him from offside. Apparently he hadn't appreciated the joke. Oh well. And he hadn't intended to bowl him over. He supposed he ought to feel bad but...ah well, it was only a game. Besides, hadn't the kid also returned fire?

Conscience clear, the redhead scanned the opposite side of the gym, subconsciously tightening his loose ponytail. He was pretty sure he knew which one had taken out his friendly-fire victim. Running back out into the open, he waited for more ammunition with which to take revenge.