"I have to fight this chick? She's probably too dainty to even fight!" I laughed, my eyes fixed on the little girl before me.
"You'll regret that, jerk," she said, fire igniting in her deep brown eyes.
I laughed again, "Jerk? Is that the worst you can call me, bitch?"
The announcer called "Fight!" and within seconds I was already on the ground. I got up quickly and began a series of kicks. Most guys would be worried about hurting a girl but I knew that since she'd entered the tournament, it was her own damn fault if she got hurt. She knew what she was getting into.
The girl grabbed ahold of my leg and pulled it out of socket. I didn't have the time to pop it back into place before she tackled me to the ground again. She pummeled her fists into my chest and my face. "Sorry, honey, but I don't plan to have a visit from the toothfairy tonight," I said, rolling on top of her. I'd never really been on top of a girl that I wasn't taking advantage of; not to say that I would really take advantage of a girl but most of the time it was what she really wanted but she was just playing hard-to-get.
This one had fire in her soul and would not be held down. She kicked me off of her and continued the blows. I couldn't kick her anymore with my leg out of socket; I could barely hold myself up in a standing position. But I did what I could to block her attacks until the announcer called "Time's up!" We both stood and she grinned at me. "Hwoarang, you took too much damage," the announcer told me. "The winner is Asuka Kazama."
"Still say I'm too dainty to fight, asshole?"
"You're getting better at those insults. Next time I see you I expect more creativity," I called after her as she walked away.
After I turned to walk away, Steve finally caught up to me. "Sorry I was late. Lost track of time. How was the fight?"
"Eh," I scratched the back of my neck. "I let her win."
"Going soft, Hwoarang?" Steve chuckled.
"No, of course not. I mean, I already beat Jin's ass so the rest didn't really matter to me."
I watched as Steve rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's go get a drink." We both took off in the direction of the bar. "So who was it anyway?"
"I dunno," I said. "Some chick."
"I always like to know who I'm fighting against," Steve said. "What'd she look like?"
"Short little runt with fire in her soul. Kinda cute too," I admitted.
"Sounds like Asuka. She's very competitive, a lot like you actually." Steve held open the door to the bar and I stepped in. "I hear she's somehow related to Jin."
"Kazama?" My anger flared at the thought of him. I ordered a shot, not even bothering to sit down just yet.
"Yeah, I think they're like cousins or something. They share the same last name."
After a couple hours of drinking, I went outside for a cigarette and of course by that time I was drunk and out of my mind. I saw a girl walk past me. She had a great figure, nice ass, so I whistled at her. The dark eyes that met mine were filled with a rage of flame brighter than the hair on my head. She was the girl from the fight. She called me a perverted lunatic with no brains. I called after her as she walked away, "I thought you were someone else." I tried to follow her but my vision was so blurred from the alcohol that I tripped and fell on my face.
"Serves you right," she scoffed.
But I didn't get back up.