Brazil – home to some of the most diverse wildlife in the world. Along the Amazon river basin was a small village situated near it. This village was usually peaceful, with the children playing – the boys wrestling and the girls scavenging around their houses. In this particular village, was an exuberant young woman. This young girl was quite attractive, had darker skin, light brown eyes, and long black hair with the ride side being loose and the opposite starting as cornrow braids and merging with her hair at the back. Her name was Laura and she was currently training her capoeira outside of the forest, in the woods. She stopped when she heard the sounds of what seemed to be rambunctiously loud voices.

BANG! BANG!

Laura jumped slightly, startled and, without forethought, ran in the direction of the shooting whilst her fellow villagers scurried away in fear. The buxom young girl stopped near a tree to see, standing over three men, was a young man about her age – a stoic boy modeled after Greek gods.

"Oh, my God… did you… take them out for us?"

"Yes," replied he quietly. "I hope that wasn't an issue or anything."

"Of course not!" exclaimed she happily. "Thank you so much! You basically saved our lives!"

"You're modest," observed the boy, his blue eyes looking Laura up and down. "You seem rather strong yourself. I think you could've fended off these men on your own."

"Heh, what's your name?"

"Bruce. Bruce Wayne."

"Nice to meet you, Bruce!" exclaimed Laura excitingly, jumping forward and putting out her hand. "I'm Laura! Laura Matsuda! What brings you by our village, stranger?"

"I'm looking for someone who can teach me the art of Capoeira."

Laura smirked, flicking her hair. "Well, lucky for you, handsome because I happen to be a master of the Matsuda way of Jiu-Jitsu!"

"'Matsuda?'"

"Yeah, it's my family's brand. And don't worry – it'd be free. Least I could do for the village savior."

"Alright then. Thank you."


"Oof!"

Bruce held Laura down, pinning in her in one of the advanced Matsuda Jiu Jitsu locks. Grunting, Laura quickly tapped out and sat up, rubbing her shoulder and chuckling.

"Gosh, Bruce, you said you were a fast learner but I didn't think it that fast. You're practically a master by now!"

Bruce stood up, wiping himself off. The two trained in a secluded area of the forest near Laura's village. Bruce wore traditional white gi pants while Laura wore a bright green sports bra top with yellow linings and a knotted tie at the center, matching her bright green martial arts pants with yellow linings and a black belt around her waist. It had black and yellow linings and at the center and she also had black ankle wraps on her bare feet.

"I don't have time to waste. I want to learn everything I came to learn as quickly as possible."

"I knowww!" Laura exclaimed, sighing exasperatedly. "You always say that. A man on a mission but the way you're going at it makes me think this mission's gonna kill you sooner or later."

Bruce didn't answer, his eyes dark and heavy.

Laura bit her lip and grimaced, sighing softly at his solemn visage. She then smiled quickly and brightly as she sprang up and wrapped her arms around him.

"Hey, hey, guess what?"

"What?"

"There's a carnival going off in the nearby city! It's going to amazing! There'll probably be a ton of musicians, performers, and FOOD! C'mon, we should go!"

"Why?"

"To have F-U-N! You know, fun – that thing you absolutely abhor and instead, replace with studying and boring books."

"I don't have-"

"NO!" shouted Laura loudly in Bruce's ear, causing him to jump slightly. "You don't get to make an excuse from this one. Damn it, we're going to a carnival and you're coming with me, whether you like it or not! Got it?"

"Ugh… fine…"

"Good! Now, let's get changed into something passionate!"


The carnival was a bustling beaming bountiful of people with effervescent lights and dancing people. Comedians cracked jokes for the children, young people dance sultrily, and music ruled the ears of the people.

"Oh, meu Deus! This is irado!

Laura walked amongst the crowd, starry-eyed at all the sights. She wore a short sleeved bright green tight mini-shirt that was extremely short, leaving the underside of her bosom exposed. Across the shirt was "bonita." She also wore short shorts made of denim that allowed the straps of her black thong to be visible. Besides that, she wore brown sandals, yellow-and-red bracelets on her wrists and red choker on her neck.

Bruce dressed more low profile, wearing a black jacket with a white T-shirt and black pants along with black boots. His hands were in his pockets as he and Laura walked through the sights, a lack of interest written across his face.

"Aw, come on!" whined Laura, pouting. "Are you telling you don't find this to be the least bit cool?"

Bruce just shrugged, stopping. "I guess," he said finally.

Laura rolled her eyes before gasping when she saw something fun – a booth for throwing balls at cups to get prizes.

"Aww, Bruce, look at that cute teddy bear!" Laura pointed to the inanimate object, blushing and cooing. "Get me one, please?"

"Fine, fine," complied Bruce, walking over to the booth and laying down some currency. Bruce then grabbed a ball and, with pinpoint accuracy and lazy ease, hit the appointed targets and won the large bear, handing it to a giddy Laura.

"Aw! This is so cool! I love this, Bruce, thank you!"

The girl continued to utter a string of happy-fueled words, rubbing her face against the bear's, taking about naming it and such while Bruce just watched her, smiling softly.

"Hm. She's… happy. That's… that's nice."

His smile widened and a small chuckle even left his lips while he watched her. From there, his shields lowered. The more games won, the food they consumed, the more laughs they shared, the more skin that "accidentally" brushed against the other – the more Bruce felt loose. It was soon that she and him were dancing openly, fire lit from their dances together ranging from the slow, intimate kizomba to the speedy, sensual semba. The people and crowds howled and whooped them on, their eyes connecting, re-connecting, and then bridging some more.

"Haha!" Laura and Bruce sat on the banks of a pond, watching the dragonflies buzz about while the full moon reflected off of the watery surface. "Now, see, wasn't that a blast?!"

Bruce smirked slightly, closing his eyes. "Yeah… I suppose you were right."

"Haha, see! Told ya!"

Bruce laid his head back, his hands behind his head. Laura followed suit, smiling brightly at the twinkling sky.

"Oh, look! You can see the stars today! Oh, it's too bad I can't tell which ones are constellations or not."

"Really? It's easy, look." Bruce raised his hand and traced his hands through several sets of particularly bright stars. "That's the Big Dipper right there. Over there is the winged horse, Pegasus. And right there, to your far right, is Orion."

"The Big Dipper… Pegasus… Orion…"

"Those stars were my friend for many nights. They were useful to me in my travels and they will be again… when I leave."

At that, Laura frowned heavily, sitting up at the waist and looking down at Bruce. "I wish you could stay here… with me."

Bruce gave her a solemn stare, nodding. "Yeah… me too."

Their eyes remained connected, unblinking. Slowly, Laura leant down and gave Bruce a light kiss on the lips. The first kiss was soft but once the initial tickling was gone, she kissed him again – harder and more passionate. Her hands rested on his chest whilst his went up and down her legs. Soon she was straddling him, the two completely oblivious to the world beyond. Laura then parted from him and sat up, erect, before reaching for the hems of her shirt. It fell to the grass and, like a switch, passion ensued.