AN: This is a prose poem I wrote for my poetry packet in English class, it's based on one of my fave parings. Guess who it is.
Sparring
The dark-haired figure sent a flying kick at his opponent's midriff, to which the other blocked swiftly. He leaped backward, breathing heavily. He smirked; this was a worthy opponent. Suddenly his opponent ran at him, he got into the stance to block whatever they threw at him.
Suddenly she flipped gracefully over his head; her caramel colored hair going in all directions. She landed with a catlike grace on the floor. She crouched, waiting for his move, waiting for the right moment to attack. He then ran at her, sending a spin-kick at her head.
She struck; she leaped high into the air spinning around and sent a roundhouse kick into his back. He fell face first to the floor. He rolled over on his back and held up a hand as a sign of defeat.
She kneeled next to him, grinning a triumphant grin. He grinned back at his beautiful wife. She was his best friend, lover, and his soul mate. She helped him up and wrapped her arms around his waist. He smiled, knowing that life with her could only get more interesting.
AN2: Hope you all like it. Please leave a review, no flames please! Thanks!
CamFan4Ever
