And one Mamoru Chiba, aka, Tuxedo Kamen was one of those people stopped in his tracks. He was already awake early that morning, a familiar and unwelcomed pain getting to him. It was happening again. That sickly feeling was coursing through his body where he felt like he was burning up. That awful intense heat that would course through his body, that felt as though it were eating away from him from the inside, burning and sapping away his strength.
It didn't happen often, but Mamoru had these same pains at least four times a year. A feeling of fever coursing through his body. Usually the best bet he had to keeping his temperature down as to draw a cold bath, throw ice-cubes in, and soak for days. The bitter-cold seemed to be the only think which kept this roaring fire in check...
Of course, that cure was a double-edged sword. As soon as he got the burning heat in control, he usually ended up catching the flu from soaking in the cold water for so long.
"If it's not one thing, it's another..." Mamoru groaned as he managed tp sit up from the bed. He had gone to doctors to have this condition checked out, but it didn't help. None of them could diagnose it. This mystery affliction of Mamoru's had those of the medical field baffled. One even went as far to say as that it might have been a natural reaction of Mamoru's body, as there was no trace of harmful bacteria or viruses in his body at the time.
Pushing against a wall for support as made his way towards the bathroom, Mamoru felt that this case was worst than usual. As usual, he felt the intense heat and the extreme dizziness. Stopping and trying to maintain his balance, Mamoru was breathing heavilly "Aw damn... It's like I'm gonna throw up."
It was then Mamoru's nose twitched. Smoke. He smelt smoke. Looking up, his eyes widend in horror as he saw that smoke was rising from the area of the wall that his hands were on. Taking his hands off, his eyes widened to see there were hand-shaped scorch-marks. "W, what the hell?" Mamoru cried out. He knew his temperature was high, but high enough to start a fire?
Mamoru looked at his hands. His eyes widened when he saw the palms were glowing brightly with a orange-tinted light. "Oh, Kami-sama... This is NOT normal." Mamrou thought as he stared at his palms as they were glowing brighter and brighter...
Almost on instinct, Mamoru thrust his hands forward. "RAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!"
With that scream of pain, crimson flames literally dove forth from Mamoru's hands, the Magatama travelling a distance down the hall, leaving a trail of fire in its wake, and literally blow a hole through a wall as it reached the end of the hallway.
Mamoru fell to one knee, breathing heavily as sweat was pouring down from his brow. Though surprisingly, he did feel MUCH better. "What was that? Was that my power as the Prince of Earth?"
Looking up, Mamoru saw the damage to his apartment that the technique had caused. "Oh, damn... I hope my insruance is paid up..."
"Hi, Setsuna-mama!"
King raises an eyebrow. "Oh, my. Is this someone else I should meet?"
"MOM! It's not like that!!"
Meanwhile, Ikkuko breaks the dish in her hands that she was washing.
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