[The moment lasts for what seems like forever, his foot slamming onto the pavement practically echoing in his ears. He's done turf wars before--the Clowns and the Capsules put rubber and metal to the test every week. Ikki's challenge was calling out the same competitive streak in him that he showed Joker. And just like it was there, he wouldn't back down. Even if his legs felt like collapsing at any given moment.
He watches Ikki's every move, his body language the louder than the winds that surrounded them. He can feel it piercing his skin like knives, burning the frostbite he'd gotten and hitting the bruises like iron. Ikki's will was as strong as his own, and all it took was for one of them to break.
One to show a crack in their armour.
But then, Ikki lowers his hands, the wings scattering like sheep and whipping around him like a hurricane. If his feet didn't feel like lead, he would've thought he'd be swept away by it, the piercing gales screaming in his ears as they weave around him.
And then, as quickly as they'd come, they vanished, leaving nothing but silence between the two.
"You owe me a rematch."
Kaneda's eyes cast down, looking at his own feet for a moment, and then slowly trailing them back up to the owner of those words. A challenge, but not the same kind as before.
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He watches Ikki's every move, his body language the louder than the winds that surrounded them. He can feel it piercing his skin like knives, burning the frostbite he'd gotten and hitting the bruises like iron. Ikki's will was as strong as his own, and all it took was for one of them to break.
One to show a crack in their armour.
But then, Ikki lowers his hands, the wings scattering like sheep and whipping around him like a hurricane. If his feet didn't feel like lead, he would've thought he'd be swept away by it, the piercing gales screaming in his ears as they weave around him.
And then, as quickly as they'd come, they vanished, leaving nothing but silence between the two.
"You owe me a rematch."
Kaneda's eyes cast down, looking at his own feet for a moment, and then slowly trailing them back up to the owner of those words. A challenge, but not the same kind as before.
A glance to the girls, and then back to Ikki.]
Wait.
What?