Yoh’s stance remained the way it was. He was already prepared and the battle cry emanating from his brother didn’t give him any reason to adjust.
Instead, they clashed and sent a myriad of shockwaves out upon colliding. Hao managed to push Yoh back, which made him grunt. With his pants around his ankles, his balance was a little off.
“This is beyond frustrating,” Yoh found himself saying as Hao made a heavy push with his attack that got Yoh off balance.
Hao took his chance to strike at him but Yoh ducked down, allowing the swing to travel overhead. He then shot his head back up and nailed Hao in the chin!
Hao grunted, going momentarily cross-eyed as he was lightly plastered off his feet. The face he wanted to see Yoh make was now on his own! He couldn’t allow that to continue.
Yoh, unfortunately for Hao, had regained a steady stride. His jumping just then saw him leaving his pants behind. He no longer had to worry about shuffling back to keep from falling.
It was then that Yoh took his chance and swung down at Hao. Hao stomped his foot back to keep from stumbling more than he had and raised his head up at the oncoming attack.
It looked intense but it didn’t matter. He blocked it at the right time and got Yoh to feel the pain of his Oversoul’s pressure. With another grunt of frustration, Yoh was sent reeling back.
He fell on his butt this time, which left him wide open. Hao laughed and spun his sword around, charging and skidding it across the ground before shooting it over to the downed boy.
His brother, his object of revenge, was within range.
The clash that happened when Yoh annoyingly raised his sword to block it made Hao flinch. Yoh was in pain as he skidded to the side, down to just his briefs. The push back was tough and he failed to keep the block steady.
Yoh was sent spiraling over and tumbled along the ground, getting a tad dirty but ending up far enough away that he could regain his footing.
Hao didn’t like that. He needed to close the gap and strike him from the other side this time. He turned and rushed to do just that, sweating and teeth clenched with intense rage.
“You’re not getting out of this one! Not today!” Hao snapped.
Yoh was in the perfect position though. Hao realized this too late.
With Yoh crouched down like this, he was at a lower elevation and his sword was at his hip. All Yoh did next was grab the hilt and swing at Hao in an upward arc the instant Hao made a move to close the gap.
He basically ran right into Yoh’s swing.
When the collision hit, Hao screamed and was sent spinning like a flapjack in the air. The rest of his clothes turned to flowing bits of confetti.
Hao drooled. He blushed. He felt his lights going out.
“N-NoooooOooOooo…” He moaned, gurgling as he felt the haziness in his eyes starting to creep up on him.
Then with a loud bang, he bashed onto the ground, directly on his head. His butt was in the air and his legs dangled. His hair was a mess while his eyes rolled and his open mouth saw his tongue flop out.
He was down to just his cowboy briefs and he looked positively ridiculous in them. For sure.
Yoh sighed and stood up, sheathing his sword and panting only slightly before leering down at him.
“Nope,” He said. “Not done yet.”
The sounds of a beating with pure, bare knuckled fists would probably have been heard off in the distance by anyone who stopped to take the time to listen. Yoh didn’t go easy on him at all and why would he? He’d just ruined a nice walk of his.
Yoh reached down and yanked Hao up into a hanging wedgie after he was done. He left the unconscious, derpy looking loser hanging on a fence in the distance. It was an area that was sure to get a lot of people walking by soon enough. After all, the area Yoh just left was a movie theater.
Today hadn’t been all that great for him. He was still blushing as he got his pants back on and made his way out of there.
He couldn’t fathom why today had to be so weird but whatever. At the very least, he got to re-experience the joy of teaching Hao a lesson.
As for Hao, he was out cold and dreaming of tweeting birdies and cherubs. He had no comment to make because forming a thought wasn’t an ability he had right now.
He was dreaming again. Perhaps he always had been.
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Heh.. Cue people walking by, seeing his undies and wondering if he was part of a advertisement for a new toy story movie, something like lightyear but with woody. XD
Heh.. Cue people walking by, seeing his undies and wondering if he was part of a advertisement for a
