"It's over." Enterprise calmly proclaimed as she strained her muscles, just loud enough for her sparring partner to hear as she threw her through the air.

"Gah!" Zuikaku let out a gasp the moment her back hit the wall, but somehow she recovered enough to land on her knees. Perhaps it was sheer pride that made her refuse to fall on her face?

"Nice throw." Zuikaku huffed, fixing her loose training robe over her breasts. "You sure you haven't done this before?"

"No, I saw you practicing this move before. I merely compensated for some of your...inefficiencies." Enterprise said matter-of-factly, swiping her platinum hair from her face.

"Your first time, huh? And you just saw it once?" Zuikaku gave a painful smile.

"Frankly, I've never even heard of judo before. I thought you guys were practicing karate."

"I see." Zuikaku stood up, dusting herself. It was merely a ritual, the training floor was almost immaculately clean. "You're terrifying, you know that?"

"In my opinion it's other people that are slow learners."

Zuikaku chuckled. "Your specs are so high that it's almost a joke. Actually, it is a joke. Do you know what people say nowadays about the difference between the grey ghost and the sea? One is an unpredictable force of destruction…

"And the other doesn't have a weirdly obsessed Asian stalker going after her days and nights."

Zuikaku's composure suddenly crumbled

"I...I am not a stalker!" Zuikaku flustered.

"Then what do you call yourselves? A needy cat? A coattails hanger? A masochist?"

"Maso..!" Zuikaku's face reddened. "No! I'm a challenger!"

"Well, you haven't given me a challenge yet."

"Wha..?"

"Why are you so obsessed with defeating me, anyway? I can just let you win if you want."

"N-no! That won't do!" Zuikaku shook her head furiously.

"Then how about challenging me to something you actually could win? Maybe try a game of Go again." Enterprise smiled in a mocking way that made Zuikaku not sure if she was toying with her.

Go. A game said to be a thousand times more complex than chess, of which a session could last days. Enterprise defeated her five minutes in, after being taught the rule five minute before.

"How about we compare breast sizes? I'm sure you'd win."

Zuikaku eyes widened. Almost desperately she looked for a sign that Enterprise was joking, but she found nothing on the ghostly pale face.

"No." She said simply, her mind refusing to even acknowledge such absurdity. It wouldn't work anyway. She had once accidentally went through Enterprise's laundry and she was clearly biggSHE'S TOTALLY NOT A STALKER DAMMIT.

"Well, until you can think up of anything else, I think we're done here." Enterprise said as she turned towards the door.

"Tch. Yes, it's-"

Her words were interrupted by the sound of the door slamming shut.

" ...fine." Zuikaku slumped, completely defeated. "Take me seriously, dammit."

Outside, the grey ghost was leaning against the door. Smiling. It was a smile that would scare even the most veteran soldier.

"Hehe…" She chuckled, and if anyone was with her they would feel the temperature dropping.

"That face of yours...everyday you come to me full of hope, and everyday I crush you. I wonder how long it would take for you to break…"

Her smile turned into a grin, and somewhere in hell a demon shivered.

"Ah...I want to bully her more…"