"Ouch, you got a terrible grip you need to relax..." He said as he got out of the headlock, rubbing his neck gently. He sighed as he prepared the foam sword. While, inside his head he began to plan something out. Something to test and see about the whole class room. He coughed gently as he waited for his opponent to start the battle with her first move.

He sighed as the teacher's loopholes were too big so he might as well take advantage of them. He shrugged sadly as he waited now silently, looking at the foam sword glad that it wasn't a real one.

Mitsu holds the foam sword firmly, though she was holding it through her giant sleeves. She grins, determined, and lunges at him.

"Two more students are going to spar", Misako said. "And soon it'll be our turn", Kiyoshi said to her, his tail swaying a bit.

Asuna started paying attention to see if there was anything she could pick up before it was her turn to spar.

Aaron took a deep breath, before he gripped the foam sword.

To himself he thought 'This foam Sword is lighter than a regular Sword, It wouldn't be that hard to react to his enemies moves, wont it?" He sighed before he saw his opponent lung forward with her sword. He himself, saw many opening to her attack but he wouldn't like to anger the Teacher. So, he placed the sword on his left side quickly, before he quickly swung forward, knocking her sword to the side parrying it before he too lunged forward.

Mitsu skids on the ground, and she grins wider. As he lunges at her, she ducks to the side and lunges at him, his side fully open for attack.

He sighed as his lunge attacked missed the girl, and continued running Ali g with it gaining distance between her and him when he saw the girl turning around, and before he knew it he saw her charging again. Without thinking, he dodged to the side trying to avoid the girl's attack which was a fairly direct move of charging forward with a sword

As her attack missed again, she turned on a dime with her toes and held her stance again, facing him and gripping the sword tightly. I hope he doesn't expect me to lose, she thinks.