Harihar 【Harith/Harley】

03 | out of breath

"All right, let's start in three," Eudora said, taking a moment to check the time. Then, she looked at him. "And, Harith, you better not go easy on Harley. I know you two are all lovey dovey, but if you keep letting Harley win, how is he doing to improve himself?"

"I won't this time," Harith said, giving the older mage a non too certain smile. He looked at Harley and found the mage ready with his staff. "Besides, I don't think Harley is going to take it easy either."

With a count of three, both, Harley and Harith started attacking each other. When dueling, there was a chance you would earn a few scratches or bruises, but nothing too serious. Harith would always end up fine though, because his magic would produce a shield that would absorb some damage he takes. Harley, however, does not have that ability. It was the reason why he had always hated it whenever he has to duel with Harley and would always go easy on him. He didn't want to end up accidentally hurting the mage. This time though, it looked like Harley was planning to kill him, because the mage doesn't seem to be holding back.

Harith dodged when Harley tried to attack him, and he couldn't help but taunt him with a wide smile. "Can't catch me!"

He watched as a nerve popped through the mage's temple, and he knew he was going to get it. It seemed he had a habit of digging his own grave, which needs to be stopped. In the distance, he could hear his friends shouting.

"Uh oh, Harith!"

"The couch is definitely yours tonight!"

"Harley looks like he's going to kill you for real!"

A bead of sweat rolled down Harith's forehead at his friends' comments. Thanks guys, he thought inwardly while dashing to the side when Harley teleported close to him. He knew that Eudora was waiting for him to use his magic on Harley, but he felt like now wasn't the suitable time. Because Harley was annoyed, and that would sometimes lead the mage being careless. So, he decided to do something else.

He decided to run in circles for Harley to catch him.

"What the–" Harley gave him a deadpan look when he waved in the distance. He watched as the mage crossed his arms. "Are you serious?"

"Aww, come on, Harley!" Harith said, ready to dash if Harley decided to teleport closer to him.  "What? Or are you too slow to catch me?"

"We're not kids, Harith."

"Still, this can be fun," Harith said with a beam. "Tell you what? If you are able to touch me, I'll do the house chores for the whole month."

Harith could see the corners of Harley's lips twitching upwards, before the mage decided to teleport closer to him. He knew that it was a sign that the mage agreed to his conditions. He kept dashing further whenever Harley teleports closer, and, to make it harder for the mage, he would also stun the mage with Zaman Force so that he would have to struggle a bit to catch him.

Eudora, in the distance, sighed. "I knew you two would end up not taking this seriously."

Harith couldn't help but chuckle at the older's mage disappointment. He continued to avoid getting touched by Harley, and he could tell that the mage was getting annoyed that this was dragging on. Harley continued leaving his hat and teleporting back to it just to get closer to him. After a few more minutes of chasing each other, finally, Harley was able to grab his forearm.

Harith grinned, and he couldn't help but pat the mage's back for successfully catching him. "Congrats, Harley. You did it."

Harley was panting when he looked at him. Nonetheless, he smiled faintly.