Akita didn't see where Ally had walked off of the stage, but was excited that her friend won.  When Kiro fought, Akita face palmed herself as he rocketed himself into his first opponent.  If he had gone any slower, she could've rolled away and he would've ran out of the ring!  She understood his fear, though, he was younger than her, even if he was stronger.  Akita went through the rest of her fights, not really having too many difficulties.  When she fought her last fight against a rather impressive fighter, Akita realized she made it into the actual tournament, she jumped off the stage and landed right in front of Kiro and Ally.

"Guys, guys, I made it!  I'm in!" Akita shouted, doing a bit of a twirl.  She hugged both Kiro and Ally tightly, unable to believe that she was in the World Martial Arts Tournament.

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Ally returned to Kiro and Akita before Gin's fight started.  She appreciated their praise and accepted it, but that didn't deflect her feelings about the match.  Then Gin's fight began.  She chuckled when he played the music and was even more amused when he danced to dodge the woman.  If she fought a dancer and lost, she would be pretty ticked off.  Then Gin beat her and Ally cheered for the peculiar teen.  When Kiro's fight finally came around, she told him, "Don't worry, you'll do great."  She didn't think he was that nervous, but a bit of encouragement couldn't hurt.  When she watched his fight, she tensed.  She wasn't sure if his punch would land, but it did, and his opponent flew off of the stage into a wall.  "Way to go, Kiro!" she said and gave him a high five.

Throughout her fights, she had a cool and calm head.  Most of her competition wasn't that much of a challenge and she still felt bad.  After Akita's last fight, Akita gave her and Kiro a hug and Ally returned the hug with a full heart, "You're amazing, Akita."  Then she heard her number and another called up and let all of the air out of her lungs.  She hoped to get a fair fight this time as she walked onto the stage.  The man was older and had a somewhat familiar beard, but she didn't think too much on it and bowed to her opponent.  His stance was unfamiliar to her and she knew this would be unlike any of the other fights.  She got into a neutral stance, preparing herself for anything this man had to throw at her.

The referee lifted his arm, apparently able to sense the tension between the two, "Ready?  Fight!"

Ally wasn't going to be the first one to make a move.  She much preferred countering her opponents attacks than getting countered herself.  [i]Come on,[/i] she thought to herself [i]make your move.[/i]