[u]Fumio Hari Kouineji[/u]

Blood splattered onto the grass, trees and Fumio's clothes. [b]"ULGHH! C-C-AHH-huuuhhhhuuu..."[/b] A long, thick crystal delved deeper into the chest of Souta; accompanied by a wide, toothy grin of pure enjoyment situated on Fumio's face. He had the face of a mad man... Staring deep into the painstakingly beautiful eyes of Souta as the guy coughed his life up. [b]"... Loo-ks... like yo-you... w-win"[/b] Gasping for air, Souta looked down, his hands pinned to the trees by smalls crystals, his feet pinned to the floor also by small crystals. His face, body and ripped clothing were mostly drenched in blood.... But not just his own blood, Fumio's aswell as the latter wasn't in any better state. [b]"AHAHAHA! That much was [i]obvious[/i]~ But..."[/b] Easing up, Fumio pulled the crystal that he was slowly pushing into Souta's chest back, pulling it out. [b]"GAAHHH! FUCK!"[/b] Grinding his teeth together in agony, Souta screwed his eyes closed, not only in pain but also in confusion. 

Taking some time to get his breath back, Souta spoke softly, no anger in his voice despite the situation. [b]"But what... Kazuhiko?..."[/b] Souta's body hunched forward as he used whatever strength he had left to hold his head up and look at Fumio. 

An unlikely expression dawned on Fumio's face. The flaming red-head stood back, holding the crimson-covered crystal in his left hand, staring at it with... frustration? Well, more confusion warped frustration. His gaze then slowly drifted onto Souta's weak appearance; only his eyes moved, his face stayed still. [b]"I... I'm tired of this... I've had enough of being used as a pawn in this bullshit game..."[/b] His voice was softer than a few seconds ago as his gaze fixed on Souta's weary stare. Souta, however, looked back in silence and pursed his lips in quiet agreement.