| Fan Fiction |
by Jessi
Tyler stood by Kame with a frown on her face and a finger in her mouth, chewing her nail off.
Keito was completely still, Shun standing just behind her, a nervous look in his eye as he watched the two in front of him.
Jin was scratching at his forehead and stomping one of his feet in irritation.
Sho watched from a distance, a look of pain on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.
Hiroki stood beside Yuuki, his eyes never leaving the two. He was tense; it was rolling off of him in waves.
Jude was nowhere to be found.
No one was going to stop the fight she realized. It was a fight between two guys and only they could settle it. If only they knew how wrong they actually were.
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“Waiting on you twinkle toes,” Takeo said, her voice teasing and baiting Miura. He frowned at her as one of his hands finally made a fist by his side. A smirk came to her face. Sure, at first she didn’t want to fight him at all, but now as she faced him, waiting, it was all she wanted to do. She wanted to feel his flesh being pounded by her fist. She wanted to see him bleed and if that made her a bad person, if that made her seem less human, at the moment she didn’t give a shit.
Takeo was rearing for a good fight. She hadn’t been in one in ages.
“You first,” Miura said, his voice as cold as he could make it. Takeo let out a laugh, her head falling backwards as she did. Miura frowned as he froze an image of the woman from the night before flashing through his head. The thought had only made him angry and set his feet in motion, sending him at Takeo with a flying fist that she couldn’t avoid.
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Tyler cringed and looked away as the first punch sent Takeo stumbling backwards. She watched as her friend regained her composure and wiped at her already busted lip. Takeo tilted her head from side to side, a sure sign that she meant business.
“This isn’t good,” Tyler said as she winced when another punched connected with Takeo’s face. Takeo usually went into a fight like a banshee, but for some reason she was holding back. She wanted to fight, but had refused to throw a punch yet. When Takeo received a punch to the gut Tyler couldn’t contain herself anymore.
“Kick his fucking ass Takeo!” She yelled. The words sent her friend into motion, one of her punched rocking Miura back on his feet, blood gushing from his nose and then Takeo smiled. It was a smile of pure satisfaction. Satisfaction that she had made him bleed, that she had caused pain. It was the kind of smile that gave one nightmares.
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Keito watched stiffly as Miura finally knocked her friend to the ground, blood trickling from Takeo’s mouth and a cut above her eyebrow. When she had first been told about the fight she thought that it was just going to be another one of their stupid skirmishes, but as she watched it continue it was like she was watching a fight to the death. Miura seemed like he was fighting to prove something and Takeo looked like a cat backed into the corner. She could see drops of blood splattered in Miura’s bleached hair and on the front of his baby blue shirt. His knuckles were bloody also and Keito wasn’t sure if it was Takeo’s blood, his or both.
No one was going to stop the fight and it only seemed to be getting worse. She was starting to worry and as she made a move to go forward she felt a hand grip at her shoulder. She looked back at Shun and he just gave her a look to stay put.
She just hoped that if it got any worse one of them would step in.
And she couldn’t help but wonder where the hell Jude was.
A gasp drew her attention back to the fight and she saw Takeo fall to the ground and Miura advancing toward her quickly. Then suddenly a quickly advancing blur to the right caught her attention and she quickly looked over. Jude was running toward the fight as fast as her legs could carry her. There was an ankle high wooden fence blocking her path, but she just used it as a catapult. She launched into the air with a fist raised and just as Miura turned his face to her, Jude’s fist came crashing down on his cheek, sending him to the ground.
Jude stalked over to him and crouched over him as she grabbed the front of his shirt. She sent hit after hit to his face, showing no sign of stopping. As the sixth punch came down toward him Jin ran over and grabbed Jude around the middle pulling her off of him. She went to kick him but missed, Hiroki jumping in and deflecting her kick.
“Let me go!” Jude yelled in frustration, finally shaking Jin off of her. She was breathing hard and her eyes were going back and forth between the two sitting, bloody, on the ground. Anger was all over her face as she wiped her hand on the leg of her jeans.
“You guys are so fucking stupid! Grow the fuck up!” Jude yelled before she kneeled down in exhaustion. “You’re both fucking stupid.”
Keito didn’t move from her spot by Shun. She just watched as Tyler and Yuuki helped Takeo to her feet and Kame giving Miura a hand. Jin was crouching by Jude trying to talk to her about something. The fight was over, but it only brought up another questioned as she looked at her friends busted face.
Takeo had taken one hell of a beating and they had a television interview the next day. How the hell were they going to explain that?
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Authors note: Okay i hope i wrote that okay. i don't think i have ever written a fighting scene that long before and i hope i did it justice. Sex only seemed to make everything worse between the two and Takeo got her ass kicked! I know im lame with the updates but im trying. Oh and while i wrote this chapter i was listening to 'Decode' by Paramore because it just reminds me of Miura and Takeo... Miura would be the one singing in my opinion. That's obviously where i got the name of the chapter because it helped me write it and i could think of nothing else...