Mino: Paul, if you're reading this,YOU ARE GOING DOWN!

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Credits:

Creator of the fanfic. &events: Illusion Sky

Script&Editor…and some of the events: Battygirl

Romance scene: Uhh…Battygirl!

Special thanks to: Firebending Zelda and all of those who had reviewed.

Illusion Sky: Battygirl did the lines. She's so awesome! I owe her a lot.

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"What are we running for" Gwen yelled as he practically dragged her through the deserted subway tunnels.

He said nothing in return and continued until they came to a dead end.

"No…" he whispered, his heart sinking.

"YES!" A voice came from behind, making the two jump out of their skins. They turned and saw, to their horror, many muscle bond jocks. A lot of them…like the entire football team: ready to attack.

"What is up with you?" Kevin asked nonchalantly.

"We've just come for a little pay-back for wrecking our tournament to the championships!" a random jock answered.

"How many enemies do you make?" Gwen hissed grabbing Kevin's arm.

"Just one." He answered looking around as if to say…okay so there's more than one, get off my back!

Even without a real answer, Gwen instantly knew it was Ben.

"What are we going to do?" she asked timidly as the jocks advanced.

Kevin leaned against the wall, putting his hands together and resting his head against it. "Nothing." He smirked as they streamed in.

"Son of a bitch!" one of them yelled through their anger.

All attacked made advances towards him, but he kept his cool and dodged them. Attack, dodge…attack, dodge,…attack, dodge. There seemed to be no end to it.

"He's playing with us!" a random jock yelled finally catching on.

"Took your damn time!" Kevin laughed.

Using Heatblast's fire powers, he aimed a fireball at their hideous faces, but they managed to duck the powerful attack. Still, the fire ended up catching their asses.

"AAAAHHHH!" They yelled in unison.

Kevin just laughed. He couldn't laughing for corns sake!

'Man, I have GOT to do this more often!' he screamed in his mind. His laugh was abruptly stopped when he heard a scream. Looking up, Kevin eyed Gwen on the ground…with a random guy holding a knife just above her chest!

"Any friend of that freak is an enemy of ours!" the jock exclaimed.

With that, the knife was brought down rapidly. Gwen closed her eyes waiting for the knife to pierce her skin.

SILENCE…

There was no pain. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Kevin with blood dripping from his mouth. She gasped when she saw the knife on his shoulder blade, making long rivulets of blood ooze down until it reached the floor. He made no sound. He did not scream. Screaming would only pleasure these bastards. And there's no way he would make them happy by showing his pain.

Taking this as an advantage, the jocks found a few metal pipes and rushed him. Blood gushed from his forehead, but he didn't move at all…only accepted the noticeably unbearable pain.

Upon seeing this horrific sight, Gwen couldn't stop the tears that were welling up in her eyes. One of the jocks turned his sights on her crying form and approached, leaving his friends to take care of the bloody freak. Taking his own knife from his pocket, he prowls up to her and backs her into a corner, practically laughing as he saw her crying. Stirring, Kevin blearily opened his eyes and tilted his head up to her. Seeing her crying arose anger in him for some reason or another, making him shove the maggot holding him down off of him. Standing and wincing at, but ignoring, the pain in his shoulder, he generated enough of Heatblast's fire power to send the harassers flying.

While they were indisposed, he advanced on the jock trying to hurt Gwen. Taking the knife they have cut into his shoulder with, he ran up behind the bastard and stabbed him in the back, screaming, and making the jock faint at the pain. Gwen looked up incredulously at him; amazed he could still stand, let alone run and stab a guy in the back! His moment of grace and balance left him though, when he fell to his knees, ready to faint from the loss of blood. Instinctively, Gwen rushed to his side and took his arm. Putting it around her shoulders, she let his weight rest against hers.

'He's so light.' She thought in amazement, 'that can't be a good sign though'

Helping him up, she began dragging him back to his home in the station. Her eyes lit up when she remembered the first-aid kit in her bag. Setting him down against one of the crates, she searched through her bag until she found it. She set it beside when she turned back to him and held onto his arm to look over the wound. Blushing madly, she realized she couldn't very well get to it unless he…well…

"Kevin" she spoke, her voice soft.

Turning his dark eyes to her he silently told her he was listening.

"T-to clean and bandage this. Y-you have to. I mean you have to. You need to-,"

"Will you just spit it out?" he asked irritably.

"I'm gonna need you to take your shirt off." She uttered blushing and staring down at her hands.

Gwen's blush deepened when she looked up at his chest. He certainly had changed since they'd last met. After a moment of silence, she snapped her head back up to his face when she heard him chuckle.

"See somethin' you like?"

Forcing down the utter desire to slap the shit outta him, Gwen reached for the first-aid kit. Taking out the rubbing alcohol to clean the wound, she took a cloth from the kit the poured a little of the cleanser onto it.

Taking a hold of his shoulder, she spoke gently, "This will hurt." Even as she barely dabbed it, he began howling in pain.

'Damn it if this shit don't sting like hell!' he shrieked in his mind.

She tried not to stop and only continued to get it over with, having to hold him down as he writhed and squirmed so much. Feeling she'd cleaned the wound enough, she took the bandages and began wrapping them around his upper torso and shoulder tightly to cease the bleeding. Once done, she looked down at his shirt and stuffed it into her bag.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you just like seeing me half naked?" he practically yelled.

He winced when she slapped him.

"Your shirt is covered in blood you idiot! I'm taking it home to clean it for you!" she yelled back.

He shut up and then and said no more as she checked his head for any more bleeding. Thankfully, he'd been able to use Diamondhead's invincibility somehow to protect his head so there was no damage. Packing the first-aid kit back into her bag, she stood and helped him up to make sure he could at least walk around to get things he'd need after she'd left and after resting a little. Afterwards, he followed her to the entrance to see her out before she turned to him.

"Thank you for saving my back there." She said shyly.

"We're even. I saved you and you bandaged the wound I got from it." He replied with a 'humph'.

Gwen smiled, knowing that was just his own way of saying thank you and you're welcome.

"Um. Would-would it be alright if I came to visit you? T-to check and make sure you're healing alright?" she added, coming up with a good excuse.

"As long as you don't bug me, I don't care." He replied turning back to glare at her.

Gwen nodded and turned, before turning to him again. He gave her a confused look before she kissed his cheek and ran back up the steps to the streets of New York.

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Battygirl did the script. Not me. I repeat: Battygirl did it! NOT ME!