(I apologise for the shitty writing. Incredibly tired. Also written with Trance going "YES WRITE IT" and etc.)
Nanaya didn't want to flee. She was confused, afraid, and angry. Both at herself and at the laws of the world that her parents and old friends had taught her. The world apparently ran on money, and skill. As her father taught her, people with skills far better then the normal folk will go incredibly far in life, and people will money will go even further. Running towards the southmost exit of the village, Nanaya cried, afraid of the consequences of what she had just done - But she thought she had no choice. She had no more money. No more family.
"Aw, hey! Don't run off like that!" She had heard while running. That waitress was chasing her down. To shun her and shame her in front of the whole village.
"Come back, you haven't paid!" Nanaya heard once more. Emotions flooded her heart and soul. Her brain only told her to run. Or more precisely, Run, and never stop. Never return. Nanaya thought that she was from then on, labeled as a thief. A bandit, maybe, or a lunatic, judging from her weird outfit and weaponry. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, and her gauntlets jingled, like the time she was up on the mountain. That was the only good memory she had in the chaos happening within her very mind.
Fear caused her to turn from her original course. Nanaya continued running south, before taking a sharp turn towards the right, heading towards a desolate alley of sorts. Almost ramming herself into the stone wall, Nanaya halted. Her nose was touching the wall and she was standing erect. Craning her neck, she saw the waitress from earlier. Senri.
"There you are."
"...S-Senri... I-I don't... I..."
Nanaya eyes the ribbon-wrapped item that the waitress wields, her already overflowing heart being poured with even more fear. And at that instant, Nanaya raised her own weapon. The katana she was always dragging around. It was a family heirloom, the Arasoi no Ion. It was incredibly disrespectful to be dragging a precious item on the rocks and the dirt all the while, but the katana showed no signs of wear. It was as good as new. Slightly shorter then the average katana, but still able to be classified as one, the sword was unique as it was unable to hurt someone at all with the back of the blade. The back of designed just for parrying and blocking other weapons. The front of razor sharp, a single full-power slash would probably mortally wound a youkai - That is, if the user had the skill to even do that. And in this case, nope.
Nanaya pulls the rope that attached her gauntlets to the katana. Stabbing the blade into the ground for a moment to put on her gauntlets, Nanaya was ready. From a far distance or even from a meter away, the gauntlets would just resemble normal gloves. On closer inspection, it was indeed a glove. A fingerless glove, covered in a spiked gauntlet, the metal and other materials having beasts of Gensokyo inscribed on them. A gem laid in the center of each gauntlet.
Senri unwrapped his own, a blade that looked just like a normal katana. Maybe a little longer, maybe a little heavier, Nanaya didn't know. It didn't matter.
"I-I'm sorry, S-Senri... But... But, I do-don't want to be s-shunned! I n-never wanted to do t-this!"
"...Why would you even do this?!"
Nanaya charged forward, holding the sword in a weird position, which would be much more suitable for an assassin or someone using a dagger. Nanaya brought the blade down, with all the strength she could. Senri retaliates by thrusting his own weapon forward, parrying the Arasoi no Ion rather easily. The force sends Nanaya staggering for just a moment, before she swings the sword towards Senri's side. By just moving his own sword in the direction of Nanaya's attack, Senri's weapon blocks the blade. Senri forces Nanaya's blade back, making her have to begin to move back as Senri continues pushing forward with the momentum of his first block.
Senri delivers a blow using the back of his blade. Nanaya almost throws her own to block it, only to find her sword fly out of her hand and behind her. Taking this advantageous moment, Senri delivers another blow down.
A loud clash of metal is heard.
Nanaya had punched the blade with her fist - Her gauntlet. Jammed in between the spikes was Senri's blade. And in Nanaya's mind, two words echoed.
I won.
Nanaya pulled her arm towards her chest, as if doing a chest-bump. But to her surprise. her arm didn't move. It could not move. The realization dawned on her.
She could not break the sword.
Senri forced himself forward, the sword still stuck to the gauntlet. Getting closer to Nanaya, she essentially just gave up. Releasing her strength she put in her gauntlet, Senri pushed her down. And as every action has a reaction, Senri fell on Nanaya. The duo fell like twin pillars, Nanaya hit the ground first, the sword finally released from her gauntlet. Senri released his hand on instinct, and the sword jammed into the ground beside Nanaya's head. Senri promptly fell on Nanaya.
Shine on me your light of rapture,
As you touch my soul with a warm gesture.
You and I, yet far apart,
Our journey has yet to start.
Trust each other till the abyss,
The end will return with a kiss.
The two's lips met. Tears flowed from Nanaya's face, and her face blushes heavily, even with the chaos happening.