A rematch
Who:Kuwabara, Shishiwakamaru
Where:park
When:Sunday afternoon
Summary:Kuwabara challenges Shishiwakamaru to a rematch.
The boy, would walk past the many people that were walking by, towards the park, the meeting place. He seemed to be a bit pleased, and getting to finally beat someone up, Kuwabara was quite content. As his footsteps got closer to the park, fallen leaves would sprinkle out in the wild wind.
Shishiwakamaru was already there, leaning against a tree with one hand resting on the hilt of his katana. Though his eyes were closed, he could sense Kuwabara approached and smirked. Granted, he was still sick and the vile cough medicine made him a little off balance but this would provide some entertainment at least.
Kuwabara, had made it. His footsteps came to a sudden halt, and he would look up at the blue haired youkai and giving a lopsided grin, as he saw the man. At least he was here. Though Shishi didn't seem too awake to him. The boy would speak, "Ready to get your ass kicked?" he asked in a confident tone.
"It will be amusing to watch you try," the samurai remarked with a light snort of amused distain but he didn't move or even open his eyes yet but remained aware of the other.
"Let's Start then, so I can pound ya good!" he replied growling. He was anxious much, and he did show it. The orange haired boy, started to get in his battle stance, while waiting for the other.
Shishi opened his eyes, giving the other an amused look. "I will stay right here and even let you try to land the first blow, provided you can move with any speed."
That only fumed Kuwabara more, and he would charge at the samurai with his fists outstretched, hoping to land a good punch on him.
Shishi merely stepped out of the way right before Kuwabara's fist could hit him. He stumbled slightly, resting one hand on the tree trunk. Perhaps drinking half a bottle of the cough medicine stuff hadn't been a good idea but the samurai shook his head, recovering his balance before the other noticed.
Thus, Kuwabara's fist connected with the tree instead, though cracking it a bit, the boy had not been pleased, and gritted his teeth some more, before trying to land another blow on the samurai, charging at him, and doing the same thing he had did before.
Shishi smirked as he gracefully dodged once more with his impish swiftness, managing to only stumble one more. "You hardly seem serious, you are moving so slow..." the samurai taunted with a smirk.
That only made the boy get angrier than before. He would, of course pick up his speed, and start towards the samurai again, this time, trying to use his kicks instead of his fists.
Shishi completly miscalucated where the tree was located so when he gracefully moved out of the way of Kuwabara's kick, the samurai found himself smacking right into the tree in a rather ungraceful manner.
Kuwabara's foot kicked air once more, before looking at the samurai. Just what the hell was wrong with the guy, he had thought to himself. The boy made another jump for Shishi, and much faster this time, and more force on his kick, and during the movements, he tried to punch the Shishi as well.
For a brief moment, Shishi wondered where the hell the tree had come from but he barely dodged Kuwabara's next attack, taking a deep breath to regain his composure before slowly drawing his katana, he would end this here and now.
The orange head, stared at the sword, that Shishi finally drew, after his attacks that were in vain. Kuwbara stood there, a moment, before making another attempt of an attack.
Shishi smirked and stepped out of the way once more as drew the hilt apart to reveal the twisted insides of the katana. "You were not present to see how this sword works, were you?" the samurai smirked with amusement. "But no matter, I will give you a little demonstration...."
Kuwabara finding a good cue to summon his own spirit energy, and that glowing orange sword that he made, completely out of his own spirit energy was present enough. He would glower a bit and watched, because he was indeed clueless.
"I will even give you a ten second head start if you can out run these dead souls..." Shishi knew this attack was energy draining even when he wasn't sick but at this point, he wasn't thinking too logically as he raised the sword to twirl it above his head fast.
Of course, the boy had no intention of running, but only gazed at it in surprised. Whatever the hell he was thinking, Kuwabara wasn't about to let the souls, or whatever the heck Shishi was planning to release, "A man never runs from a fight!" he snapped angrily.
Shishi chuckled, smirking cruely. His sword had been itching to be used, for some blood and he was not about to back down as he started to channel his ki into the sword. It was quiet at first but soon a wailing could be heard throughout the park. It was a horrid sound but Shishi's smirk was close to content.
Kuwabara stared, let's just say his ears weren't feeling so good right now. The boy flinched, a bit at the horrid screeching, though not knowing how this fight would turn out later. He was sure to have a bad feeling already... Somehow it never ends in a good way. The wailing would get louder soon, he would have to cover his ears then.
"It is such a lovely sound, don't you think?" Shishi smirked but he was feeling his control slipping on the sword, this was wearing him down fast but he kept the sword twirling around fast.
Kuwabara managed to cover his ears with his hands for a second, before trying his best to drown out the sounds of the wailing. His orange sword wasn't going to last forever, and the boy needed to make an attack and quick... but damn that noise.
"Do you give up already?" Shishi grinned, slowling the twirl of the sword by a bit, he was getting tired and he saw no point of completly releasing the power of the sword on someone he deemed as unworthy.
"Shut your trap!" the orange haired boy snapped, as he ignored the pain in his ears, and dashed at the samurai, pissed, and his his orange sword was glowing with a bit more of his energy as he made for a quicker strike at the samurai.
Shishi grinned and the katana was lowered as the wailing ceased and the samurai flipped up and using the same move as he had during the semi-finals, rested one foot upon Kuwabara's head before landing gracefully behind him, only wobbling as he landed for a brief second. "You are amusing..."
The boy growled again. At least the painful wailing was gone, he would have to land a blow sometime on the man, but how? The boy raised the sword of his, and made another attack
Shishi turned around to face Kuwabara but as he sidestepped once more, the world seemed to shift and Shishi stumbled ungracefully, feeling light-headed and very tired.
Kuwabara had missed again and he slid himself to a stop, before noticing a small opening of the samurai, and came back for a quick attack at the tired man.
Shishi attempted to dodge but failed to do so. He was more tired than he thought, the cough medicine had decided to kick in and the samurai had no idea it would have effected him so much in a fight.
Kuwabara was somewhat happy, when he landed a blow on the man, but didn't go for another attack, since something seems odd. He would stand there though.
Shishi raised his katana slightly, as if to make another attack but the samurai instead flopped down, fast asleep due to the cough medicine he had taken eariler, katana still clutched in one hand.
Kuwbara's eye twitched slightly, "What the heck?" he cried out, taking a step back. He would walk over to the sleeping samurai and kicked him a bit, seeing if he was alive at the least.
Shishi was indeed out soundly, so there was no reaction from the samurai and with the amount of cough medicine that he had taken, he would be out for some hours.
Kuwabara slightly sweatdropped and looked at the sleeping samurai, "Damn it," he mutteredm before grabbing one of the samurai's arm and with that hoisted the unconscious samurai over his shoulders, "Just what the hell am I going to do with him?" he muttered, frowning. Kuwbara didn't even know where Shishi lived, nor did the boy have any ideas were to take Shishi either. With a few moments of thinking, he whispered, "Geez, I'll just give him to Kurama..."
Where:park
When:Sunday afternoon
Summary:Kuwabara challenges Shishiwakamaru to a rematch.
The boy, would walk past the many people that were walking by, towards the park, the meeting place. He seemed to be a bit pleased, and getting to finally beat someone up, Kuwabara was quite content. As his footsteps got closer to the park, fallen leaves would sprinkle out in the wild wind.
Shishiwakamaru was already there, leaning against a tree with one hand resting on the hilt of his katana. Though his eyes were closed, he could sense Kuwabara approached and smirked. Granted, he was still sick and the vile cough medicine made him a little off balance but this would provide some entertainment at least.
Kuwabara, had made it. His footsteps came to a sudden halt, and he would look up at the blue haired youkai and giving a lopsided grin, as he saw the man. At least he was here. Though Shishi didn't seem too awake to him. The boy would speak, "Ready to get your ass kicked?" he asked in a confident tone.
"It will be amusing to watch you try," the samurai remarked with a light snort of amused distain but he didn't move or even open his eyes yet but remained aware of the other.
"Let's Start then, so I can pound ya good!" he replied growling. He was anxious much, and he did show it. The orange haired boy, started to get in his battle stance, while waiting for the other.
Shishi opened his eyes, giving the other an amused look. "I will stay right here and even let you try to land the first blow, provided you can move with any speed."
That only fumed Kuwabara more, and he would charge at the samurai with his fists outstretched, hoping to land a good punch on him.
Shishi merely stepped out of the way right before Kuwabara's fist could hit him. He stumbled slightly, resting one hand on the tree trunk. Perhaps drinking half a bottle of the cough medicine stuff hadn't been a good idea but the samurai shook his head, recovering his balance before the other noticed.
Thus, Kuwabara's fist connected with the tree instead, though cracking it a bit, the boy had not been pleased, and gritted his teeth some more, before trying to land another blow on the samurai, charging at him, and doing the same thing he had did before.
Shishi smirked as he gracefully dodged once more with his impish swiftness, managing to only stumble one more. "You hardly seem serious, you are moving so slow..." the samurai taunted with a smirk.
That only made the boy get angrier than before. He would, of course pick up his speed, and start towards the samurai again, this time, trying to use his kicks instead of his fists.
Shishi completly miscalucated where the tree was located so when he gracefully moved out of the way of Kuwabara's kick, the samurai found himself smacking right into the tree in a rather ungraceful manner.
Kuwabara's foot kicked air once more, before looking at the samurai. Just what the hell was wrong with the guy, he had thought to himself. The boy made another jump for Shishi, and much faster this time, and more force on his kick, and during the movements, he tried to punch the Shishi as well.
For a brief moment, Shishi wondered where the hell the tree had come from but he barely dodged Kuwabara's next attack, taking a deep breath to regain his composure before slowly drawing his katana, he would end this here and now.
The orange head, stared at the sword, that Shishi finally drew, after his attacks that were in vain. Kuwbara stood there, a moment, before making another attempt of an attack.
Shishi smirked and stepped out of the way once more as drew the hilt apart to reveal the twisted insides of the katana. "You were not present to see how this sword works, were you?" the samurai smirked with amusement. "But no matter, I will give you a little demonstration...."
Kuwabara finding a good cue to summon his own spirit energy, and that glowing orange sword that he made, completely out of his own spirit energy was present enough. He would glower a bit and watched, because he was indeed clueless.
"I will even give you a ten second head start if you can out run these dead souls..." Shishi knew this attack was energy draining even when he wasn't sick but at this point, he wasn't thinking too logically as he raised the sword to twirl it above his head fast.
Of course, the boy had no intention of running, but only gazed at it in surprised. Whatever the hell he was thinking, Kuwabara wasn't about to let the souls, or whatever the heck Shishi was planning to release, "A man never runs from a fight!" he snapped angrily.
Shishi chuckled, smirking cruely. His sword had been itching to be used, for some blood and he was not about to back down as he started to channel his ki into the sword. It was quiet at first but soon a wailing could be heard throughout the park. It was a horrid sound but Shishi's smirk was close to content.
Kuwabara stared, let's just say his ears weren't feeling so good right now. The boy flinched, a bit at the horrid screeching, though not knowing how this fight would turn out later. He was sure to have a bad feeling already... Somehow it never ends in a good way. The wailing would get louder soon, he would have to cover his ears then.
"It is such a lovely sound, don't you think?" Shishi smirked but he was feeling his control slipping on the sword, this was wearing him down fast but he kept the sword twirling around fast.
Kuwabara managed to cover his ears with his hands for a second, before trying his best to drown out the sounds of the wailing. His orange sword wasn't going to last forever, and the boy needed to make an attack and quick... but damn that noise.
"Do you give up already?" Shishi grinned, slowling the twirl of the sword by a bit, he was getting tired and he saw no point of completly releasing the power of the sword on someone he deemed as unworthy.
"Shut your trap!" the orange haired boy snapped, as he ignored the pain in his ears, and dashed at the samurai, pissed, and his his orange sword was glowing with a bit more of his energy as he made for a quicker strike at the samurai.
Shishi grinned and the katana was lowered as the wailing ceased and the samurai flipped up and using the same move as he had during the semi-finals, rested one foot upon Kuwabara's head before landing gracefully behind him, only wobbling as he landed for a brief second. "You are amusing..."
The boy growled again. At least the painful wailing was gone, he would have to land a blow sometime on the man, but how? The boy raised the sword of his, and made another attack
Shishi turned around to face Kuwabara but as he sidestepped once more, the world seemed to shift and Shishi stumbled ungracefully, feeling light-headed and very tired.
Kuwabara had missed again and he slid himself to a stop, before noticing a small opening of the samurai, and came back for a quick attack at the tired man.
Shishi attempted to dodge but failed to do so. He was more tired than he thought, the cough medicine had decided to kick in and the samurai had no idea it would have effected him so much in a fight.
Kuwabara was somewhat happy, when he landed a blow on the man, but didn't go for another attack, since something seems odd. He would stand there though.
Shishi raised his katana slightly, as if to make another attack but the samurai instead flopped down, fast asleep due to the cough medicine he had taken eariler, katana still clutched in one hand.
Kuwbara's eye twitched slightly, "What the heck?" he cried out, taking a step back. He would walk over to the sleeping samurai and kicked him a bit, seeing if he was alive at the least.
Shishi was indeed out soundly, so there was no reaction from the samurai and with the amount of cough medicine that he had taken, he would be out for some hours.
Kuwabara slightly sweatdropped and looked at the sleeping samurai, "Damn it," he mutteredm before grabbing one of the samurai's arm and with that hoisted the unconscious samurai over his shoulders, "Just what the hell am I going to do with him?" he muttered, frowning. Kuwbara didn't even know where Shishi lived, nor did the boy have any ideas were to take Shishi either. With a few moments of thinking, he whispered, "Geez, I'll just give him to Kurama..."