In the Right Corner

AU. Ymir is a world-class boxing champion who hasn't lost a match

That is until she meets a certain blonde that changes her game.

Round One:

How did I get roped into this?

A young women with blonde hair asked herself as she vigorously jumped a rope, to the count of numbers counted by her best friend, or ex-friend by the end of this day. The day had started out fine until, Sasha Blouse, came pounding on her apartment door whining about all this weight she gained after her failed New Years resolution. Apparently, needing moral and physical support from the blonde. Also being the "Goddess" everyone claimed she was, she half-heartedly agreed. She also had some of her own reasons. Mainly being she herself was getting a little out of shape.

"Come on Kris only ten more!" Her energetic, brunette, traitor of a friend said.

"Huff...I...huff...can...t...do this." Krista Lenz was always known for giving 110% of herself into whatever she did and she wasn't going to stop now. Pushing herself she swung the rope over her head and finished her last count of the exercise.

Exhausted she lowered herself on the mat her friend was sitting on. Sweat poring from her forehead and down her neck. She was happy she choose to wear a pony tail. She flopped backwards on to the cool mat, closing her eyes at the bright florescent lights above them.

A cold rag wiped across her face in gentle motions. Sasha's beaming smile made her squint towards her friend, as she continued to stroke the towel. Then a bottle held to her. Glancing again at Sasha, Krista couldn't help but beam a smile to her best friend as she greedily gulped up the water. She truly is an amazing friend. Shuddering slightly when it dripped down her chin to her chest through her spandex work out tank top. Closing the bottled lid handing it back to her friend, who for some reason looked flush in the cheeks as she adverted her eyes from the blonde. Not paying it any heed, Krista used the towel to dry the sweat from around her neck.

"So what's the next fun, pain filled vacation spot?" Krista joked to Sasha, while stretching out her sore legs.

Giggling, Sasha exclaimed "Next stop is weight lifting!"

Groaning softly she flopped back on the mat again, covering her eyes with her left arm. This produced more giggles. Sasha stood up, tugging the blonde girl with her.

Shuffling her feet after the still energetic girl. Seriously, how is she like this, all the sweets and other foods must have something to do with it...The blonde, lost in thought, did not realize the protruding floor mat catching her foot. Causing her to stumble forward into a large, well-built human backside. Dark gray thermal spandex filled the blondes vision and hands. The body felt as rigid as it looked. As quick as she could Krista backed away, her blue eyes going wide as at the sharp, glaring brown eyes.

"Aren't you going to, I don't know, apologize?" The voice of the women Krista bumped into gruffly asked.

Awkwardly, Krista looked around before staring back into the intimidating eyes of the women. Opening and closing her mouth, trying to form the apology. She usually spoke them so easily, why is it so different now? Looking over the increasingly angry woman's shoulder she looked towards her friend who rushing in towards them. Sasha stepped in between the two, pushing Krista behind her.

"It was an honest mistake sh-" Sasha began apologizing nervously, but the angry-looking women interrupted.

"Does your dog always come running to apologize for you?" Ignoring the now silent Sasha, focusing directly into Krista's blue eyes. Which lit with anger, as the blondes blood boiled at the question, exclaiming a, "WHAT!" Pushing past her now muted friend.

"She speaks, now apologize and leave," The brown-eyed woman's eyes exhausted boredom at the anger in the blonde "This gym used to have standards, but guess they will let in any weaklings and there dogs."

Krista had never felt this much rage in her life, standing on her toes to stare directly into the freckled woman's face she yelled out, "I do apologize and am sorry for running into you, but I have every right to use this gym with my FRIEND who you have no right to insult like that!" The blonde was about to continue on with her tirade when an extremely muscular, blonde, strong faced man pulled the freckled face away.

"What seems to be the problem here?" He glanced between the three women. Gaining an annoyed huff. The taller brunette turns away from the group saying, "Was just telling this shorty about the gyms policy against pets."

Enraged, Krista was about to run her mouth off against the infuriating woman, but luckily her friend was there holding her arm smiling weakly at her. He man in front of them sighed and glanced at the girls.

"I am sorry about her, names Reiner, Reiner Braun." The man said extending his big hand towards Krista. Gently Shaking it she smiled widely at the kind man, introducing herself and Sasha.

"What is her problem?" Krista asked of Reiner.

Chuckling the man shrugged saying, "Where do you want me to start, I do apologize, she has been...really tense lately..."trailing off the mans face dropped slightly. A frown clear on his face. Before Krista got a chance to ask what was wrong the man smiled and said, "Here take these as an official apology." Bowing his head, he handed a thin sheet to each woman. "I have to go, before she does this to someone else, but I do hope we meet again under better circumstances." The tall man rushed off toward the freckled brunette woman, who was waiting by a punching bag, glaring at the group.

"Oh my gosh!" Sasha's high pitch exclamation pulled Krista away from the two. Her friend was holding the paper to her face and continued with her excited voice, "These are amazing seats to the Wall Maria boxing match!"

Krista looked at her own ticket. Two profile faces were on each side, angrily facing each other. The name of the competitor on the right slipped out of Krista's mouth in a whisper.

"Ymir..."

To be continued.

AN: So thanks for sticking around till the end of the chapter. Had this idea for a while and have put in a lot of work to this fic. Sadly, most work was distracted by googling women boxers and watching matches...That being said this is my first fic, so take that as you will.(If anyone would be interested in Beta-ing this story would be sooo happy.) Anyhow, this story will probably be bumped to M in the future. Will also put TW on certain chapters considering violence(This will eventually have boxing matches). Also drew the crappy cover art. I am afraid that this idea has been done to death and someone probs has done this story before...Apologies to how ooc they probably are, but I really wanted to make this yumikri story, (yumikri makes my kokoro go doki doki).

Until next time!