I don't own the wonderful characters of Rumiko Takahashi, nor will I ever. D:
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Her opponent barreled towards her with a meaty fist raised in anticipation. The dingy browns and cold grays of the slums mix into her vision. He was nothing but a hazy black dot.
She ducked beneath his left hook and jump back as he followed with the right. He eyed her with a deadly glare. He didn't expect for her to dodge.
Nope.
What he expected was an easy win. She was only 5'3 and skinny but most kids from the slums were; knowing this is probably why he took the fight; but he would soon regret it.
Off to the sides of the human made ring the girl saw her two brothers yelling for all their worth. Everyone was yelling but it was their voices that she could pick out.
'Get em Gome' Souta cried.
'Show em why you're called the Red Tiger of the slums.' Shippo followed.
She inwardly smirked. She had asked old Kaede to watch them but she guessed they gave her the slip. She chuckled as she brought her attention back to her opponent, Kenta the bull. They were moving around the ring an equal distance apart.
Every so often Kenta would charge aiming for a headshot but every time the girl managed to avoid his hits. He huffed at her the air coming from his nostrils in two large clouds. And that's why they call him Kenta the bull and not just Kenta.
They danced around the circle two more times before the girl decided to take her opening. She charged at Kenta faking a right hook and jabbing him right in the stomach. He cursed at her as he swung wildly. She jumped back making sure she stayed on her toes. Kenta recovered his composure then charged at her again. She jumped behind him and swept him off his feet. He landed with a thud the ground shaking from the impact. She went in for a series of quick jabs and kicks hitting him in his vital areas.
It was a street fight so anything went.
