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Angel...

::Oki said as he gently gazed upward. For a moment no one else existed, and then his hand was grasped. In an instance his reailty shattered and was replaced by memory.

There stood love. There stood Irikuzi. As persual he wore a bright red kimono with a white belt and red pants. From the fringes of his clothes came a white flame pattern, the flame rose from his shoulders and his ankles. His black hair was tied back into a ponytail that seemed to explode from the back of his head. He was walking out of the dojo in his usual fashion, with a long match in his teeth and his Burning Blade as always gripped tightly by his right hand and resting, sheathed, on his right shoulder. Today was a day he was definately looking forward too. A journey to the famed Leviathan Fighting Arena and Stadium. He never knew he'd never make it back. He was so happy about it infact that he shouted it back to his brothers as he exited.::

Brothers! I'm off! Today I conquer the Leviathan!

::Okizakimarinoboru rushed from the dojo, a quick gust flung open the dojo's doors as Oki reached for his brother, only to trip and began to fall. Even as he fell his slender fingers he reached for his brothers feet in vien and finally he called out.::

Irikuzi no! Please! Theres an ominous wind dont go...

::Irikuzi stopped dead in his path and spun around on his right foot lunging forward, his left hand quickly reached out and grasped Oki's while his right hand shot to Oki's left hip and helped push him up. Oki's one visible grey eye gazed almost longingly into Irikuzi's, his eye still held hope, it still held joy, though it was clouded by worry. Looking up in Irikuzi's bright red eyes he spoke.::

You'll...someone...will take you away from me...then...who will be my brother...

::Irikuzi spoke in his most comforting tone, but his voice always carried a playful arrogance.::

Wind shmind, theres no one here or there that can kill Irikuzi the Burning Blade.

::Irikuzi's arrogance always made Oki sad, he knew it would lead to his downfall. His slowly began to lower as despair crept over him. See that sadness on Oki's face Irikuzi that his pride wasnt helping the situation, his left hand gently slid off of Oki's and under Oki's chin and lifted his brothers face until it was eye to eye with his own. And spoke again, his voice lacked all arrogance as he continued his last sentence.::

Even if I did die...I'll just be your own personal angel.

::With Irikuzi's face filling Okizakimarinoburo's view, he spoke, but this time, as he spoke in his memory, he spoke in reality to the bounty hunter before him. Each syllable gently gliding through his lips, he spoke to the past and the present. The entire memory had passed in a mere second, and his words seemed to continue directly off his last. His one eye still full of despair now showing a glimmer of its past hope as it gazed up at the wild yellow before it.::

...my...angel...

::In that instant. Just the very second the word angel exited his mouth, and with both fighters no more than 50ft from the ground, a warm wind seemed to silently explode upwards from beneath them. Despite the somewhat cold air this wind seemed to gain its heat from area's beyond. It gently carressed both fighters faces and bodies and slowed there fall allowing them both to softly land on there feet. And all the while Oki never broke his gaze, not even to blink.

When he landed a final recognition hit him. That warm air, its scent, its presence. It was unmistakable. It was one man. It was one angel. As he still held the bounty hunters hand, he spoke the angels name.::

Irikuzi...

::Okizakimarinoboru heard the womans name as it slipped from his lips. And his hand gently slip from the bounty hunters just as his feet nimbly rested on the ground. It was only a dream, Irikuzi was still gone, and despair slowly dripped back over hsi face.

Gentle motion Oki sheathed The Gale Blade, and spoke as he began to slowly turn away from the bounty hunter.::

You did not take my Irikuzi...

::Witha flick of his head his gray locks gently waved behind him as he began to walk away. His feminine frame only barely disturbing the grass as he walked. And spoke again.::

I will find him...I will go to the Leviathan...

::And with the gently and final declaration the storm of cherry blossoms, now a pure white, rose again and swirled around him, blinding all view of the samurai inside. And then, just as suddenly as he had come, the cherry blossom storm shattered as the blossoms were carried away by the wind and Okizakimarinoboru was no where to be seen.::

'Yo holmes, hush up'
Was the reply, coming from what seemed to be the ground. Upon closer inspection, one would find that this was Jazzy D. Wearing a coal ensemble. What appeared to be leather trousers, and a crop top that exposed her stomach. In her belly button, there was a small jewel, possibly diamond. Her brown hair was in a ponytail, and poked through the back of her cap, also black. But with 'Jazzy D' emblazoned in white on the front. Jazzy D was lying on her back, with her head on her hands.
'Or I'll make you'

Le sigh. Jasmine slowly got to her feet, before making slow steps around the man. Eyeing him up carefully, before rolling her eyes, and making a few well thought out statements. 'Homie, you be trippin, so obviously you aint from around Durem, cos then you'd know that you be messin with the most low down gal this side of the wizzorld. So I'm gonna give you another chance to walkizzle away, or I'm gonna have to walk up and down yo a** mo' times than the stairs at an apartment block.' She stopped in front of the man and made eye contact. 'Know what I'm sayin?'

'Homie, you want me to draw you a mizzap?' Jasmine took two steps back and one forward whilst adjusting her cap slightly. 'You about to get a beat down unless you keep it down.'

'Fo Rizzeal' Jazzy D seemed to phase out, before reappearing behind Zee, and performing a double foot drop kick to the small of his back, with an air distort type thing to boot. They looked like explosions, but without the fire. They would deliver the same sort of effect aswell. Send things flying. Once she had kicked, she would reappear where she was before.

Jasmine would now be about a foot diagonal to Zee. She performed a low sweep kick with her left leg, with the little explosion thing, before using the momentum spin another 180 degrees, and changing into a right hook kick, aimed at this chest, again, explosion thing. Unfortunately this left her back availible for an attack.