By EliadS

Yashira rushes quickly towards his desk, fumbling on his footing slightly. "Oh sh*t…oh sh*t…she's gonna kill me!" He thinks already hearing running footsteps approaching from behind him.

He curses under his breath and ducks instinctively, having a gut feeling that that's what he needs to do, and to his great fortune Ibuki's foot misses the back of his head by a mere inch. She lands on his desk, after missing a jump kick and turns around quickly, crouching on his desk in a kneeling position.

Yashira gulps and looks at her, her brown eyes are narrowed into two small slits, her black hair lying on her forehead, hiding her eyes slightly and giving her a mysterious look, yet it's a dark and sinister as well. The way she eyes him is similar to that of an African tiger as it's about to pounce on its prey, calm and patient, waiting for the first move so it can react.

"Boo!" she says loudly and chuckles darkly as he backs away in fear while gasping. She is now hunched forward, her hands at her sides; her body crouched on the desk in a position that gives Ibuki any option to retaliate to anything Yashira might try. Her skin is flushed and covered with a thin layer of swear in the gaps of her revealing suit, the same suit which clings to her like a second skin. But Yashira is too frightened to admire her beauty, more concerned with what's about to happen to him.

She leaps up and flips once, landing lightly on the balls of her feet half a foot before him. Even though Yashira is 2 inches is taller and much broader, he cowers under her look like a dog from a stick. She cracks her fists in anticipation and in her silence makes him ever more nervous, the tension and cold glare she gives him much more scary, since it signals she's through playing.

She then steps forward and rams her fist into his gut, then she hits him again with the other. The blow crashes into his forehead and sends him reeling back, dizzy, his vision blurry and his head pounding. Yet Ibuki's head is pounding lightly as well, but for different reasons, her exhaustion finally starting to get to her. The soft tingling and burning in her chest are an obvious sign that her body is not in good shape. She pushes those thoughts aside and concentrates on Yashira, the sick and perverted man who hurt her friend only a short while ago.

"I did warn you not to f**k with me didn't I? But you thought you were unbeatable, right? Well then…show me how good you are…your life depends on it…you perverted SOB" Ibuki says and enters a loose stance. He doesn't move and only backs away carefully.

"So the mighty Yakuza lord afraid? But why should you be afraid? What can one little woman like me do after all?" she asks sarcastically and smirks under her mask before sending her foot crashing into his right. Her leg colliding against his leg tendons and making his leg buckle down, making him collapse to the floor heavily, ramming his knee onto the metal surface.

Yashira grits his teeth at the pain before looking up, now terrified, his eyes wide and lower jaw tenses. Then he laughs nervously and tries to back away, cold sweat falling on his forehead. Ibuki hmphs and shakes her head, then she steps forward and sends her foot slashing downwards. The inner roundhouse kick hitting his cheek in one swift and powerful motion, sending him to the floor.

His body hits the floor heavily and he groans as he rises to a kneeling position. Before looking at her, expecting to see her blade but instead seeing her back away. Then she raises a hand and motions him to attack, he isn't sure what she's up to, but her masked face makes her facade unreadable as her eyes are devoid of any kind of emotion.

Yashira shakes his head and looks around, "Oh crap…I gotta get to my gun! That's my only hope…" He thinks and doesn't move for around half a minute while inhaling deeply, thinking of a way to pass her and reach his desk. That is, he does before his thread of thought is cut as Ibuki leaps forward and kicks his forehead, forcing her heel against his head and making him stagger back due to the crushing force behind the precise blow. Sending him off balance and crashing back to the ground again.

"Believe me…you filthy rat…you don't want me on the offensive now…" Ibuki says in a commanding tone, her voice colder and than the Himalayan summits, full of such malice and venom that would not shame Akuma himself and then she resumes her stance. Also the anger and hate in her voice are so intense it would run shivers through the spine of even the bravest of warriors.

Yashira rises to a siting position and backs away more, crawling back on the ground slowly. Ibuki approaches him quickly before sending her fist forward. It flies through the air and slams into his nose with jarring force. The blow sends his head whipping back as a crack of breaking bone pierces through the air.
The blow successfully sends him crashing back to the ground due to the awesome power behind it. As his back hits the floor he grabs his nose with both hands, blood flowing freely between his fingers as he begins coughing, breathing much harder now, as his nose is broken.

"Are you liking the Pain Yashira? How does it feel to receive pain, and not inflict it for a change? " She asks before extending her foot and hitting his gut with a jarring kick. Her foot rams into him, sinking deep into his muscle tone and forcing him to bend forward. He crumples down and lands on his knees.

He coughs and holds his abdomen with both hands, shutting his eyes and fighting to keep on breathing, as his inhaling is now labored due to his injured nose which is leaking blood like a public fountain in hot July. "F**k…you!" he mutters weakly.

Ibuki shakes her head and pulls her fist back. Wisps of Chi envelop her fist, as her life force is summoned forth, and empowers her with its raging power, ready to be released unto his back with a massive Raida hammer blow that'll knock the Yakuza lord out, hopefully for good.

Yashira is now desperate, and has no where to hide or run, so he's left with no choice but to fight, he knows he's dead anyway If he doesn't act now, so has nothing to lose. He grits his teeth and lunges forward while roaring like an animal, tackling wildly Ibuki. He manages to catch the Shinobi by surprise and knock her off her feet, as she never expected the cowardly Yakuza lord to attack.

Ibuki's Chi is unsummoned and lost as her attention is diverted and her body lands heavily on the ground, Yashira on top of her. She looks up at him angrily but grins under her mask, "I'm getting sloppy, that blow shouldn't have connected…d*mn exhaustion" She thinks and sighs tiredly, pushing down the now growing pain and tiredness yet again, the Chi summoning and lost draining her more than she expected.

Yashira now desperate tries to punch the pinned Shinobi, Ibuki however has other plans, she deflects his punch by swatting his punch off course with her forearm, and while she does she also grabs the collar of his shirt. "I'm not down yet, one of us is going down, and it sure ain't gonna be me…" She thinks as her fingers curl around the fabric gaining a good and solid grip.

She then pulls him down and rams her head into his jaw, the massive head butt rattling his teeth and dazing him. He grunts as she positions her foot before his solar plexus before extending it, kicking him forcefully as she is still holding him, the next one is stronger and also sends him flying off her as she lets go of him as she kicks him.

Yashira is thrown off her violently and lands on his back 2 feet away after banging his head on the floor and his back hitting the floor heavily. He coughs and spits blood before turning to his side, now weak and in great pain, the blows taking their toll and taxing his stamina and strength as he can barely move moreover fight.

Meanwhile Ibuki gets up quickly and eyes him with apparent disgust and looms over him before stomping on his ribcage, he grunts and coughs. Ibuki crouches low and grabs him by his hair.

"You'll never hurt another woman again…." She says angrily and rams her fist into his left cheek, letting go of his hair in the process. His face and he lies there coughing. Ibuki then repeats the action once, twice, three times…before calming down, venting her immediate rage onto his face, bashing and deforming it under her knuckles.

Yashira falls back, his face a bloody mess, his nose busted open and his blood oozing from it rapidly, three of his teeth broken, and his gums releasing much blood, his own blood smeared on his face and Ibuki's fist as well. His body is covered by blue marks under his clothes, and he reckons a few ribs have been busted too as he can hardly breath.

Ibuki then gets up and looks down at him and sighs, then she suddenly feels very dizzy and holds her head with one hand, "Whoa! This isn't good…I'm feeling weaker…" She thinks and shakes her head to try and shake off the dizziness and now added nausea.

She suddenly collapses to her knees, suddenly unable to stand; she inhales deeply and balances herself on one of her hands, while holding her pounding forehead with the other.

Yashira grunts and tries to get up, only the will to survive overcoming his body's extreme weakness. He shivers and coughs blood and stumbles down in the process of hitting the ground he feels something against his hand.

He shakes his head and focuses his eyes on it, although it hurts him immensely and sees his Japanese Relic, the wooden stick seems to be calling him, urging him to use it and attack. He knows it might be his only chance anyway and grabs it, shutting his eyes and muttering prayers under his breath.

Ibuki doesn't notice, as she's preoccupied with her own faltering body, averting her eyes from him and looking down, breathing heavily and closing her eyes, finding it hard to think or even look forward moreover concentrate on the recovering Yakuza boss.

Then he moves to hold it in two hands, grabbing it as tightly as he can, "Ya cost me more than this office…you better be worth something now…" He thinks and turns around, while swinging the stick blindly with all his remaining strength.

To his great surprise it hits home and Ibuki now in turn grunts and hits the ground as it crashes into her ribcage. She shuts her eyes and leans on one hand, her breathing labored and trying to fight off exhaustion as she rises to a semi kneeling position, leaning her body's weight on one knee and hand.

Her body screams for rest, her muscles aching greatly, but her mind and soul know she mustn't fail now. But before she can think twice the stick hits her again, but this time on her back, sending her back to the cold floor heavily.

She coughs and blinks a few times and turns sideways, her blood smears on the floor from her wounded shoulder, she inhales in an irate pace before the stick slams unto her shoulder violently, she cries out in pain. Now unable to choke the pain down as her wounds already bugging pain grows rises all of a sudden and sends waves of pain through her body like the molten lava in the bowels of the earth, calm at first before erupting violently and consuming all in it's path.

"GOD F**KING D*MNIT! That hurts like h*ll! I shouldn't have let him breathe…he'll pay…pay dearly for this" She thinks and moves to grab her shoulder tightly, the common human instinct to newly gained pain. Though the gesture is futile and only pains her more, she clasps her fingers on the wound tightly, as if hoping to sooth it somehow. Then history repeats itself and a blow hits her ribcage and forces her to curl into a ball before she can realize what's happening.

Yashira is now standing, although very shakily and only barely balancing himself. His blows aren't precise and based on wild swinging and weight since he can barely keep his eyes open. He's now looming over her wiping the blood off his face with his sleeve.

"You aren't so tough now, are you b*tch?" he says and hits her arm with the stick. The wood bruising muscle as it hits, hurting the flesh and bone under the skin alike with it's wild strength.

"Ya know what's funny b*tch? You actually thought you could beat me!" he says angrily and kicks ribcage forcefully before jabbing the stick into her abdomen with great force. She winces and exhales sharply, the air forced out of her lungs, the urge to vomit being stopped by her instincts alone as turns to roll into a kneeling position, panting hard.

He then stops his onslaught and spits on her and kicks her chest arrogantly, pushing her down, knowing that if she gets up he's a goner.

"Even if you did take me into jail which you never will, I've got enough money to buy the whole Japanese Legal system, so to be brief…no matter what you'd have done…you'd have lost anyway you stupid b*tch!" he says and laughs audibly.

Ibuki's panting is labored and costing her with pain but now not of injury, instead now due to rage which consumes her. She finds it hard to calm down and focus as his words are true, and she understands just how naive she's been. Although the blows were painful, she had been through worse, and knows she can make it, and knows she will make it since she has to, his words refueling her determination and will to win.

"And since I know where your friends live, even If you do take me in…I'll have my boys rape'em and kill'em…so it doesn't matter what angle you look at it from…you still lose b*tch! You can't beat me, nobody can!" he says arrogantly and turns around moving toward his desk.

"That…f**king b*st*rd! I can't let him hurt anyone else…no matter what. Saky…Sarai…Grrr … He must pay for his sins!" She thinks and feels her heart pound violently as her goal is one again rubbed in her face like a ton of salt on a bleeding wound, forcing her to recover "I can't fail! Too much is at stake…Mommy…Sarai…Saky…I can't let you down! I won't let you down!" She thinks and feels her exhaustion melt under the sheer force of her will to survive and victor over the pervert monster threatening her. She then slowly regains her breath, forcing herself to calm down and think straight, despite his mocking and angering laughter.

I can't let him hurt anyone else either…no more Miss Nice Ibuki. If I have to stain my hands with your blood to save them, so be it" she thinks and opens her eyes, which now reflecting determination wrapped in a blanket of pure anger and hatred as she grits her teeth.

She rises to her feet very quickly considering her physical state, shaking her head and pinpointing Yashira by his Chi impression and turning to him. But her efforts to try and catch him off guard are in vain as the barrel of a sleek black pistol greets her, gleaming in her eyes a foot's distance before her. She now feels as if Death's Scythe lingers over her head, life or death all depending on her next action "It's now or never…Lady luck don't fail me now…" She thinks.

"As much as I'd love to chat more, but I got a b*tch to rape…and money to steal so…bye bye Oh mighty Shinobi!" he says and moves to pull the trigger. But Ibuki steps forward and swats his hand aside before his bullet is released, her movement is surprisingly fast, almost blurry and amazing due to the fact it's come after the gruesome beating she has just received. At this point Ibuki is beyond pain, her sheer determination and protective instincts now in control of her mind and body, only the goal flashing before her eyes. A bullet is fired out of the gun anyway and it rebounds off the ceiling, and hits Yashira's desk, sending shards of wood to the floor.

Yashira curses "That's it…it's over…" He thinks, seeing the smoke clear, just like he will soon, deemed to vanish and fade away from the world. Ibuki's eyes are full of murderous anger as she sends her fists flying forward in combination of powerful punches. All in all she hits his face five consecutive times, each blow faster and stronger, her knuckles ramming into his nose, cheeks and jaw within the combo. Yashira is left dazed and crashes back to the ground, the combination onslaught's force finally breaking him and as he lies on the ground, he is no longer able to move.

His face now extremely bruised and bleeding. Ibuki breathes heavily as she looms over him, blood is dripping down her fingers after oozing down in streams from her knuckles. Her teeth gritted hard and her hands clenintotight fists. "You're right…if you live…I can't win…" she says between pants summoning her Chi into her arms, feeling the adrenaline and strength engulf her, a haze of blue blocking her vision.

Yashira goes wide-eyed "Me and my big mouth…" He thinks and looks up at her. Then in one swift and agile motion Ibuki unsheathes her Katana and mutters an angry phrase as she stabs the blade into the center of her enemy's upper torso, cutting through flesh, blood and bone. Passing all the way through the veins and spine as well before remaining stuck in the floor.

He looks up at her, his eyes wide and afraid, as life escapes him and he gurgles in a very grouse way, blood flooding his mouth and spilling onto his face. Ibuki twists the blade more, "So that's why you're dead now…b*st*rd!" she mutters angrily as she killed the Yakuza boss the words echoing in his ears alone.

Those are the last words Yashira hears, as he jerks one last time and dies, the life drained out of him, reflected best by the look in his wide and emotionless eyes. Ibuki then releases her now blood-covered blade from his corpse and eyes his body.

"I killed you…I passed my red line and actually killed you, heh…this is the first time I've taken a life. Yet, I can't find myself guilty, not one iddy biddy bit…you deserved more. That's why my only true regret in killing you is that you didn't suffer all your life…like those poor girl's you traumatized…" she thinks and cleans her blade on his pants before walking back to the room where Sarai is.

As she walks into the room Sarai looks carefully to see who it is. Then she runs up to Ibuki and hugs her, "Is…Is he?" she asks anxiously, the fear in her eyes genuine and sincere, Sarai now afraid of the mere thought of the man who was so close to hurting her in the unspeakable and perverted way of rape.

Ibuki soothes her calmly, despite being barely able to stand. Then she nods "He's dead, I made sure he wouldn't hurt you again." She says before coughing and leaning onto Sarai weakly.

"Thank you Ibuki-Chan, I'm sorry…I know…I know how you dislike killing." Sarai says sadly, looking ashamed. "He…He hurt me…So much…I…I'm, I'm sorry you had to kill for…for me" she says and begins sobbing while balancing her friend. Then she notices her wounds for the first time, as she is now calmer and feels the warm crimson liquid flowing onto her as well. " Oh my god, Ibuki's hurt bad!" She thinks.

"Ibuki your hurt! Oh my god! I'm so sorry, this is all my fault!" she says in a panicked tone, looking at her friend's now slightly pale face and becoming the mask of worry and concern.

"I've been through worse…don't worry bout it…it's his fault…not yours" Ibuki says. "Though not the "he" you're thinking about…d*mn X for all this! I'd bet anything he gave Sarai and Saky in…" She thinks.

"You shouldn't have risked your life for me Ibuki, I'm not worth it…" Sarai says sadly.

Sarai don't be silly, you're definitely worth it! You're my best friend, you've always been there for me, since we were kids, If you're not worth it, nobody is…please don't worry so much, really it's ok" Ibuki says in a pleading tone.

Sarai nods slowly as she hears Ibuki's sincere words and catches her sadness at her previous statement. Ibuki then smiles, a warm and gentle smile, her soft and friendly brown eyes reassure and make Sarai's doubts melt away, as a small smile creeps to her lips as well.

Ibuki smiles lightly "So Don't worry about it Sarai…I did it for you and all the other women he's hurt too, and I'm your friend, heck we're like sisters, ne? I'd give my life for you in a second," she says weakly and makes her friend look at her.

"Thank you Ibuki, I think of you the same, don't know what I'd do without ya, you've always been there to back me up, thank you for coming to help me again, you're the best," she says softly hugging Ibuki gently this time.

Ibuki pats her back and smiles "You're welcome, now show me where Saky is, so we can blow this Popsicle stand, I'm getting tired of this place…oh btw…have you seen a woman, round thirty? Wearing Blue outfit with gold Interpol Badge on her belt?" Ibuki asks tiredly, hoping she doesn't have to Bail Chunli too.

Sarai nods and instinctively hugs her waist, seeing Ibuki's quite tired and almost collapsing. "Yeah she got captured too, she's being held with Saky" Sarai says.

Ibuki nods "Two bird with one stone that's good" she says tiredly as the both leave the room to find Sakura and Chunli.