CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: The Final Rounds

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"I may have mentioned something. It's not my fault the Hokage is smart enough to put two and two together." Hanako widened her eyes at him for a moment before they narrowed into a glare full of hatred.

"I can't believe you did that..." she hissed. "Do you have the slightest idea how much I waited for this day so I could fight Isao and now I have to fight her?!" Itachi didn't flinch even when she raised her voice at him. "You're so selfish, Itachi! Stop thinking I can't do things on my own!" Hanako tightened her hands into fists.

"You know what sickens me?" she asked now in a much calmer tone. "People thinking I'm weak, but do you know what sickens me the most?" Itachi just stared at her, speechless. "When my so called friends don't believe in me." And with that, Hanako just left, leaning back on the railings as she focused in the match in the arena.

Takeshi was by now panting in the middle of the battlefield. His chakra was lacking and he still hadn't managed to land a single hit on his opponent.

"Shit...he's stronger than me..." he said as sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Well, I've got to admit...fighting you has been more exciting than fighting Kaichi," Hiroki commented with a smirk.

"You know...I think it's about time we finish this." Takeshi said while making some hand seals. Hanako's eyes widened when she noticed this.

'This feeling...is that fuuton jutsu?! Since when can Takeshi manipulate his chakra nature?!'

"Fuuton: Renkuudan" The boy inhaled a fair amount of air and combining it with chakra in his lungs, he released it forming a giant air bullet moving quickly towards Hiroki. He barely dodged this attack, which went past him and in the moment it hit the ground, created a big crater.

"That was...amazing..." Hanako commented with her jaw dropped. She could feel Itachi's eyes on her the whole time, but she just continued to ignore him.

"I think we should leave it like that," Hiroki said staring wide eyed at the big hole on the ground. "You're almost out of chakra. You can't continue with this fight," he added seriously, drifting his eyes to the brunet. He didn't need to say anything else since Takeshi had already run out of chakra. He was lying on the floor, not able to move. The proctor analyzed him well and sighed.

"He's out cold." He shook his head in disapproval. "The winner of the first match: Hiroki Daishi." People started cheering at the green haired ninja; gangsters in the bleachers started exchanging money, some winning while others losing their bets. The medics arrived and immediately put Takeshi into a stretcher to transport him to the hospital. Hiroki quickly walked into the waiting area.

Hayate cleared his voice and announced the next match: "Well, certain changes were arranged for the next fight, so, please come down Hyori Senju against Hanako Uchiha." Everyone at the bleachers fell silent for a second, but suddenly they started shouting again. Hanako frowned when she listened to the comments people made.

"HAHA! That Senju will show the Uchiha kid who rules!"

"What are you talking about? It's obvious the Uchiha will win, just look who it is."

"Come on, Hanako!" Kazuki's voice ringed in Hanako's ears and a smile leaped into her face. Her eyes looked into the crowd until she found the black haired boy, cheering her from the bleachers. "Show them what you are made of!"

"Good luck." Her smile suddenly vanished at the voice from behind her. She looked over at Hyori and noticed that she was staring seriously at her. Hyori's eyes drifted to the ground when Hanako met them, before she made a series of hand seals and jumped off the railing, landing in wood trunk she summoned from the ground. The yelling got louder and louder when Hyori approached the center of the arena.

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