I wondered as he walked towards his home. Who was that girl? But if she was his sister, she must want revenge right. I was so struck by that idea. I was paying constant attention to my surroundings. It felt like I was being followed. But why is that? I walked into a cafe and sat at the corner. "You sure do love these corners?" I was startled by a shadow. "And who might you be?" "School grounds now! You and me. We settle this." "Are you sure? Do you want to do that?" "What you think its too much?" I smiled. "Alright. No rules. Right?" He face was stricken with shock. But he simply nodded and maintained his composure. We walked slowly back to school. "So why do you want to fight?" "This morning you beat up a group of about seven students?" "Yeah. What does that have to do with this fight?" "It has everything to do with this fight." I quickly understood what he meant but even that wouldn't convince me to agree to what he was trying to lead to. "You do know the whole school will be watching?" I nodded. Our cover's already been. What am I saying? It's only my cover that has been blown. We arrived early. He said that he wanted to make preparations. Only two minutes left. In the case where I get ganged I'll make sure to hurt those who get close. The bell rang and soon the school field was filled with students. He arrived a bit later but he was carrying something on his left side. His walking style was a bit different from when we first met. I looked around at specific people. In my head, he's alone but he's involved with about thirty people here.
"Today we fight." He was over confident and if I was to defeat him, I would need to lure further away from the crowd or maybe take them out before getting into the ring. Am I overthinking this? It's better to overthink than anything else. "Where are you coward?" I appeared from somewhere or nowhere. What's important is that I appeared. He was wearing a.... I don't have time for that. He charged at him and I was on defense mode the whole three minutes. I was right. Something is hiding on his left side./ According to my study of his fighting, he is left handed but is forcing the right. With me in attack mode, I would be in trouble. One miss and that's it. It's enough to give him an opening. I have to see what he is hiding. The fight went for about four minutes. As a result the crowd began booing. I'm not here for the crowd. I'm here for you. It's just me and you. As soon as the crowd began booing, he changed his fighting style to mixed martial arts. In short M.M.A. What am I saying? You already know that. Gradually he was looking for a chance. He was focusing on speed and all his defenses on the lower half were not responding. His moves seemed forces. He lacked co-ordination and most important aspect of a fight, Patience. H e was impatient with his moves. He would throw them too early and if I were to take advantage of the two seconds, I would be able to deal an amount of damage.
But I want to see if he has ego. Let's see if he gets cocky with this fight. We are approximately three meters from the crowd. I need more distance before striking him. I can't strike him too close to the crowd. I began moving back but still on defense. Before he could realize, we already had some distance from the crowd. Its been only four and a half minutes. He's changing his fighting again. He is getting exhausted. Which means, it is about time to strike. A fighter without patience and a right head is useless. Keep that in mind. I dropped my defense and let him hit my stomach three times and face two times. Three punches two kicks. And remember there are no rules. So his friends might as well jump in on the fight. And thats when it hit me. I striked his Right side of the chest. He staggered and assumed his fighting style. "Are you sure you want to fighting?" "Why are you holding back? Even I know that you would have ended this fight in the first three seconds." So he too also knows. "Alright. I'll let you win but you have only one chance. Strike any part of my body. If you miss, I take you out." I know that shocked you. But this is a fight to be won another day. When he's stronger. After thirty seconds, I pretended to lose balance. He took my advice and striked my chin with a rather weak uppercut. I threw myself convisingly and just make it look like so, I forced my self to cough blood and nose bleed. I let my body go but still was on guard incase he got any stupid ideas. I heard cheering and waited for a little while before I cold get up. "Nice work. If you want a rematch in the future, ring me up." I wiped the blood off me using my handkerchief and began walking home. That's when I met her. "Why did you let yourself lose?" "I have my own reasons" "Well I hope those reasons are good enough. By the way, name's Miko." "Uh. Nice to meet you Niko." "Its Miko." "Right. Miko." "Is that the only reason why you asked why I lost that fight?" "Yes." She's hiding something. I can tell it. I hope she isn't one of them. I'll just have to avoid her for now. Either way she'll still get hurt. "What's on your mind?" "Nothing much." Before I knew it she was in my arms. Sobbing into my chest. "They said my brother's chances of survival are minimal." "What was his name?" "Tony." "If he gets better. Tell him not to go brooding around. 'Kay?" "What do you mean?" "I might be sent to juvenile for my actions." "What?" "Someone told the cops. Oh! Here they are? Take of Sam for me."