(Small time jump here, just so no one is confused.)

"This way!" Niijima hastily exclaimed, as he darted down another hallway. The boy was a lot faster than both Kiro and Ally, even with their training, as he was a master in the art of escaping. 

Kiro turned another corner, as he finally found Niijima stopped in front of a door. Above the door, a sign was posted, reading: 'Newspaper Club!'

"Here it is, old buddy! Right in here, my friends really need your assistance!" Niijima lied, as his tongue slithered around out of his mouth like a snake's own. Niijima couldn't contain himself, as he laughed evily, slowly turning the doorknob to let Kiro in. Once the door was fully open, Niijima gestured him inside. 

Kiro heard the cheers of a crowd, as he hesitated slightly before Niijima completely shoved him inside the room. The club's room had been completely redecorated, as the space was completely cleared out of all computers, printers, and most furniture. Thick red tape had been placed on the center of the floor, creating one giant square. Outside of this square, perhaps a hundred people sat in folding chairs, as they cheered Kiro on as he came in. An enormous banner hung on the back wall, as it read the following words:'Iron Grip Shaz VS. Weak-Knees Kiro'. Just below the banner, standing just on the other side of the redtape arena, was a rather tough looking figure.

Kiro's face went pale white, as immediately realized the situation. It was Iron Grip Shaz! Kiro's legs started to shake again, as he gulped, looking down to only now realize that he stood on the inside of the tape. 

"Alright, let's get ready to rumble!" Niijima exclaimed to the crowd, now dressed up fully in a referee's outfit. "Just try to keep it clean, will ya', fellas? We still have to use this room later, after all." Niijima chuckled evilly, as he stood in between the two. 

Kiro clenched his fists, as he looked up to stare Shaz in his face. "No!" He exclaimed angrily to his 'opponent', along with the rest of the crowd.

"Huh, what?" Niijima questioned, as he looked over at Kiro. "Hey, come on buddy, you're sort of ruining the mood. Just put on a good show for the crowd, will you?" Niijima whispered into his ear.

"I refuse to fight someone without a reason. I won't just battle because you ask me to." Kiro wisely spoke, as he turned back to the exit. It may have seemed like a cowardly move, but if he fought Shaz like this, without any good reason, then in Kiro's eyes, he wouldn't be any different than any other delinquent on the streets. He started learning martial arts so he could defend himself, and the people he loved, not so he could fight for others' entertainment. "Thanks for wasting my time, Niijima." Kiro angrily mumbled, as he started to take a step out of the square.