Chapter 4: Eliot
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The Training Centre was not packed, thank goodness. It was actually empty, never mind for a girl with short, fiery red hair that had finished training. Eliot recognised her as Mila, and she came third in the tournament. She waved at him. He walked towards her.
"Hey, Eliot, right? I'm Mila. Congratulations on coming second," she beamed, while he smiled shyly, "you went hard on me." She winked, while he blushed, waving his hand down.
"It was nothing. But I have to admit, Hitomi was awesome out there." He smiled at the memory.
"You know her?" Eliot nodded, "cool! Maybe you, her and me could go train sometimes!" She grinned. Eliot smiled brightly.
"Sure. I have to train now, before I go back home. China is right around the corner." He shrugged. Mila, despite her sweaty body, gave him a hug. Eliot felt himself blush again.
"Well, see you next time in a next tournament, Eliot! Next time, I'll beat the crap out of you!" She grinned again, and waved goodbye. Eliot nodded and replied the wave, before standing on a mat. He closed his eyes in concentration, took a deep breath, and delivered a punch in the air, then pulled back, then delivered both of his fists. He then unclenched them, relaxing, and slowly opening his eyes. He slowly relaxed his arms, and turned around, ready to punch the air, when he was met by a block. His eyes widened as he met the cold crimson eyes of Ayane.
"Eliot." She nodded, her wrist unwavering from the block. She wore a small smile, one that was rare for his eyes.
"Ayane...what are you doing here?" He asked, ignoring the electricity that went through his hand. Ayane, unfortunately, pulled back, to place her hand on her hip.
"I was passing by," she said, her small smile turning into a smirk.
"In a Training Centre?" He replied flatly. Her smirk didn't falter, but she did, however glare at him.
"Is it that bad that I was looking for you? I mean, I did promise you a fight, didn't I?" She asked, intending to sound playful. He cringed internally, this wasn't Ayane. At least not her personality. This just reminded him of Christie.
"Alright..." He mused. She smiled slightly, again, unlikely for her, and settled in her Hajimon Style of the Mugen Tenshin technique stance. He stood in his Xing Yi Quan one. Ayane wasted no time in delivering strikes. Eliot managed to block most of them. On a particular one, he managed to get hold of her wrist, and send her whole body over his back. Ayane grunted and fell on her rear. Eliot then sent a strike that sent her flying in the wall. She moaned in pain, and was slightly angered. So she ran as quickly as she could, to spin and deliver strikes to him, most of which Eliot blocked. Enraged, she spun and delivered a kick while spinning to his legs. Eliot fell, grunting, giving Ayane the opportunity to try and hit him again, but Eliot was quick on his feet and delivered a kick to her stomach. Dazed she did not notice Eliot using his two fists to strike her, to which Ayane was still dazed. Pulling his right fist back with all his strength in it, he stroke a pressure point on her side, and as soon as he saw how dizzy she was, he pulled his fists back, gathering power, only to strike Ayane again, sending her flying. But Ayane was conscious enough to pull him with her. Ayane fell on her back, but the blow was softened by Eliot's hands which were tightly clasped on her back.
"You idiot!" Ayane cried, glaring at him.
"It was a fair fight!" He replied, frowning. They glared at each other, but made no move to get off of each other. It was almost comical, Ayane appeared serious while Eliot was just mocking seriousness. Sighing, Ayane made the attempt to sit up.
"I've got to go," she stopped short as she saw Eliot's curious expression, "and yeah, you beat me. Once. Never happening again." Eliot then moved off her. She crossed her arms over her ample chest and walked to the exit. She paused as she reached the door.
"Oh, and Eliot?" She called, not looking at him.
"Yes?" He replied, still getting over the fact that she had called him by his name.
"You're not so inexperienced anymore, are you?" She asked, then looking at him. He'd sworn he had seen her wink before she left the Training Centre, leaving Eliot blushing furiously at his first words directed to her. He then chuckled, shaking his head, thinking of how he had gotten on top of her. Somehow, he liked her, and just for a moment, he wondered if she liked him too.
The honk of the ship signalled that they had arrived to China. He was eager to see Mei Lin and Master Gen Fu, but there was no way he'd forget that beauty with the blood coloured eyes.
A/N: that was just really OCC...
I'm so sorry. I just felt very very tired while writing this. Anyway, holy two.
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