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Tifa vs Prishe

"Are you sure I don't know you, Cloud?" Tifa warrior of Cosmos, and Cloud warrior of Chaos, managed to see each other again by chance. They were sitting on the Prima Vista ship stage, Tifa doing most of the talking.

"I'm positive, besides I would've remembered someone like you." Cloud got to his feet, before helping Tifa to hers.

"Oh? And why's that?" She asked brow raised.

"No reason..." He turned away. Tifa got closer to him trying to peek around to his face.

"There has to be some reason." Cloud kept his face out of view, causing Tifa to pout cutely. "Fine then." She turned to walk away. "I'll just leave."

"Wait." He grabbed her shoulder. "Sorry if I offended you..."

"I'm just joking, Cloud." Tifa teased laughing at his reactions.

"Hey, just what are you doing?" A voice asked. The two looked to the top of the stage to see Prishe, arms folded and eying them suspiciously.

"Prishe! What are you doing here?" Tifa asked quickly and nervously.

"Exploring and you?" She turned to Cloud. "Your a warrior of Chaos, right?" Cloud nodded, causing Tifa to glare at him. "Just what exactly are you doing here, Tifa?"

"Ummm, getting to know my enemy..?" She said nervously.

"Are you betraying, Cosmos?"

"What! No, I just...feel like I know him." Tifa looked at Cloud, who was beginning to walk away. "Bye, Cloud. I'll see you soon?" She asked him. Cloud just continued to walk away.

"I don't think I can believe you, Tifa." folding her arms, Tifa sighed. "So, how should trust you." Tifa thought for a moment before smiling.

"I've actually been looking for a chance to fight you, so how about a deal?" Tifa proposed.

"What kind of deal?" Prishe asked.

"If you win the fight, your right in your assumptions. And if I win I get off scott free."

"I don't know if that's fair."

"I'll also treat you to a lot of food courtesy of Cosmos."

"Deal!"

The two put a small bit of space between before raising their fists. Prishe made the first move with a harsh banish, pushing Tifa back onto her back with a grunt. Prishe quickly jumped up and dived fists first. "Wait for it...now!" Tifa moved her head just enough to avoid getting it smashed in, instead her opponents fist was locked in the wood. "HA!" Tifa quickly moved behind her and flipped Prishe, with her legs around her neck, slamming her head into the floor before flipping away.

"Ouch! That stings!" Prishe instantly stood up rubbing her head. "So you wanna play like that, huh?" Both charged forward, attacking each other with a series of intense punches and kicks.

Prishe jumped back from, Tifa's somersault dashing forward, Tifa managed to put a weak guard up with her arms, skidding back a little. Prishe went for a sweep kick then followed with another kick, Tifa jumped the first one and was out of range for the second, but didn't expect the burst of magic hitting.

Tifa managed to land in a crouch and began to get a red aura. Prishe flipped back before charging forward with a shield of white magic. Tifa rushed forward with a flip, and a few moments later, Prishe was slammed into the ground by a barrage of fire attacks ending with a burst.

"What a tough body you have there, Prishe." Tifa said impressed seeing Prishe, stand from the attack. Prishe rolled her arms in circles to relax them.

"Maybe your attacks aren't strong enough." That hit a nerve because Tifa's fist were covered in flames, Prishe responded by covering her fists in white flames. The two were once again clashing fist to fist, a stray fireball hitting the ground around them. Both clashed fist, causing the flames to extinguish and spread like a wave, the ground beneath cracking quite a bit.

Not wasting time both had the same thought. "SHE'S OPEN!" And raised the free still flaming fist, simultaneously striking each other on the cheek, stunning them a little. Prishe recovering in seconds, grabbed the front of Tifa's shirt, and forced her into a headbutt, blacking her out and waking her up with a kick to the gut.

Both were on their knees panting heavily. Tifa had a few bruises and cuts on her face, legs, and arms. Prishe had quite a few burn marks covering her body and a large one on her face.

"Give up yet..Teef?" Prishe taunted panting after every word.

"Getting tired over there?" Tifa replied also panting after every word. "Maybe you should eating all that food."

"Are saying I'm fat, Tifa!" Prishe's energy seem to come back from that one taunt. "Besides I wouldn't be talking, I'm surprised you don't fall over with the weight going on in the top!"

Tifa gasped and blushed at the taunt, also rising up energy coming back. "Come over here and say that!"

"Sure!"

Prishe ran over speed suddenly increasing, and in twin flashes of light both entered EX mode. Tifa used her speed to vanish, avoiding her kick, appeared behind and launched a 'burning kick' onto Prishe's back.

Prishe was forced up the stairs into a wall. The two steadily fought going up the stairs,each hit now leaving a pulse of light, Prishe was able to flip Tifa, onto her back. Prishes was about to punch her down below, but had to catch the kick, Tifa threw aimed at her head. Tifa twisted her body bringing around her left foot to successfully hit Prishe off the castle top and down below.

Tifa's hand glowed blue then punched the ground, large ice shards spiking up and going to Prishe. "Damn it!" She blocked with a last minute reflega, stopping the ice in its tracks. Tifa dashed forward at full speed down to Prishe, but anticipating it, grabbed Tifa and throwing her at castle doors.

"No, I can't lose...i won't!" Tifa flipped landing feet on the door, flower petals coming from thin air, Tifa pushed forward breaking the door and delivered and swift kick to Prishe. Prishe couldn't stop it from surprise at the rebound and was knocked back.

"Yea! Yea!Yea!Yea!Yea!Yea!Yea!" With each yell, Tifa hit the immortal mage with a fierce punch and/or kick, She jumped back gathering strength in her glowing fist. "Breaking my limit!" With incredible speed dashed past Prishe, hand on her hip. "Words aren't the only way to convey your feelings." Behind her Prishe was engulfed in a explosive attack rising like an eruption.

Tifa dropped to her knees positive her worthy opponent shouldn't be standing up. "Wow...I'm so tired." Tifa took out a potion and was about to drink it, when a orb of light destroyed it. Turning around she watched in shock as Prishe, came forward with a right jab. Tifa stood shaking and barely avoided the jab with a tilt of her head, unaware of the left fist came up until it winded her.

She fell to the ground gasping for air and coughing. "H-how?" Prishe laughed.

"You shouldn't mess with a white mage, who can heal her wounds effortlessly." Prishe groaned holding her stomach. "But not all wounds heal easy, ouch."

"So, you gonna get rid of me?"

"Nope!" Tifa looked confused.

"But-?"

"I' tricked you because I wanted to fight against you too, Teef. Damn you give and take one hell of a punch." Both girls started laughing in pain and humor, knowing that even if your on the same side, a good fight is a way to get to know each other better.

Later

"Whoa, what happened here?" Bartz and Zidane walked onto the stage to see burn marks, holes, bricks, and a busted in door.

"This must've been one awesome fight." Zidane said in awe at the damage. "Strangely I feel ticked off."

"Must be the leftover fighting vibes." The two continued on their way.

End

Hope you enjoyed this, I had fun with this, but it was another tricky one.

I'll think about that Grabranth one, but I don't think it will be done.