Hiro glared at the girl that came over there. Then as recognition of the Hourichi girl dawned on him, he threw his head back and laughed.<br/><br/>â€œLooks like we will get to settle this later, and next time you wonâ€™t have your little girlfriend around to save you, little brother.â€ Hiro grinned before pushing out of her hold. He walked back over to the group of Zassou students. So, Akira was joining the arena.<span style="font-style: italic">Ohhh this would be fun.</span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br/><br/>Sato looked at his older brother. He took Isanaâ€™s hand to help him up, still trying to overcome the initial shock of his brother attacking him. He wiped away a trail of blood running from his lips and spit some more blood out on the ground before pushing past Isana and Ryu.<br/><br/>He didnâ€™t want to talk to anyone right now. He just wanted to be alone. He would still participate in the arena though. He had a score to settle with his brother. He paused for a second to put his sunglasses on. He didnâ€™t want to be looked in the eye right now. He didnâ€™t want anyone to see the inner rage and sadness fighting inside of him.<br/><br/>He had so many questions. Why had his brother attacked him? At one point they were closer than anything. So why, after being away from each other for six years, does he attack him on sight? Their motherâ€™s death was hard on everyone. Not just Hiro. It didnâ€™t make much sense but that was the only reason Sato could think of.<br/><br/>Sato ripped out his pack of cigarettes, and, seeing that he only had one left, he pulled it out and crushed the box in disgust. He put the cigarette between his lips and pulled out his lighter to light it. His hands were shaking but after a minute he was finally able to light it and took a long drag, trying to calm down. He just wanted to punch the nearest object with as much force as he could, regardless of the pain it caused him.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br/><br/>Hiro looked disgustingly at his younger brother. To think he could come back after all this time and things would just return to normal. He looked around then went to the student who was speaking when he came up.<br/><br/>â€œShirazumi, is it? I want on this team, and you need another member.â€ Hiro looked at his brother once again before looking at the other Zassou student.