Oh man, Renton has been practicing his fighting, will he be able to teach this big bully a lesson...

40$ on Renton!!!

Chapter 11: Surprises

As Renton stepped into the locker room after gym, during his lunch period, he was a bit nervous, but also self assured. It was like getting fireworks, nervous at first, but ever envigorated to test them, and put what you know to the test. Well, over the past few days, Renton had picked up a tremendous amount of fighting expertise from his grandfather, and he knew that the so called 'prick' would show up, based upon the note he left on his locker.

Like clockwork, soon, a large jock, towering inches over Renton. Renton didn't look intimidated at all however, he was a bit more nervous, but he wasn't afraid. The kid looked down on him and said.

"Where's the babe?"

"She isn't here idiot," Renton said, trying to provoke him, "she's mine, I won't spare you the story, so, hands off." Renton said, calmly and cooly, crossing his arms, something he never did.

The guy was a bit surprised, and looked disgusted as he looked down at Renton. "I don't care about your situation, she's a hot chick, and I would like..."

"Choose your words very carefully, they'll be the last things you say before I shove my fist in your mouth." Renton said, he didn't want to hear anything this pervert had to say.

The jock looked a bit more annoyed. "You know... you're really starting to piss me off!" He said, as he levied a swing at the blink of an eye.

But one thing...

Renton wasn't there. His body contorted like a snake, his fluency astonishing, as he levied a similar blow right to his jaw with his left hand, his bad hand; making the jock stumble back into a locker. "I had warned you earlier, hands off of her."

The Jock grimaced at Renton, and ran with intense speed, and hopped up, as he prepared to punch Renton to the ground.

Renton again, dodged the blow, and once again with his bad hand, slammed his fist into the jock's right ribcage, causing him to topple to the left.

"You can't fight worth crap, all you do is try to overpower me with raw force. If I can dodge those moves, I can beat you to the ground." Renton said, before he knew it, two other jocks were in the room

As they approached Renton, the tables suddenly turned; Renton couldn't take on all three of these guys. Just as he thought it was over...

...it got a lot lot worse...

Eureka slowly walked into the locker room, assuming he had just been late, she saw the three large guys around Renton. And she noticed the one guy, who had been flirting with her step towards her. "Hey." He said, trying to sound cool.

"What's going on in here?" Eureka asked, not really knowing.

While her innocence eased the burden on his mind, this wasn't something he wanted her to see. And he definently didn't want her getting involved.

"Well you see, I was just talking to Renton about how much I wanted to date you, and you see, he said it was..."

Eureka knew by the way he was holding himself, it was something she had learned awhile ago. "You attacked him?"

He suddenly looked embarassed, and defeated. "It wasn't..."

"I'm not an idiot, just because you are, doesn't mean everyone around you is." She said, taunting him, anger becoming more present in her voice. An oddity in itself, a kind and innocent voice that she usually had, was now wrathful.

The Jock was angered by her comment, the other two guys had to hold Renton back, and were still finding difficulty. As the jock walked up to Eureka, and looked down, "No one, No one talks to me that way." He said, raising his hand...

But before he could even draw it half way, she had grabbed it, and squeezed it to the point where he was groveling on the floor. In the pain he was in, when she drove her knee into his chest, and kicked him in the side of the head, he was basically unconscious.

Renton couldn't believe what he just saw, he had completely forgotten about Eureka's military training.

The other guys were stunned, but one of them was foolish enough to try to rush her. Renton immediately snapped out of their grasp, grabbed him by the arm, and flipped him onto his back.

The last one standing made a run for it, Eureka and Renton decided not to make it a chase. They just slowly walked out of the gym...

Later, after the sun had set.

"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Eureka asked, she had actually been impressed with Renton's fighting. It wasn't army standard, it was a bit more gritty, like combining mixed martial arts, street fighting, and military issue self defence.

"Just some stuff Grandpa taught me." He said, smiling, sitting on the bed. "Nothing really super special. But it really did come in handy."

Eureka nodded, "You think that guy will ever talk to me again?" She asked playfully.

Renton chuckled, as he layed down on his back. "Nope, he's long gone."

Eureka smiled, as she moved over, and snuggled up to Renton a bit. "I'm glad. You really hit him hard though, he was on his hind legs when I fought him."

"Well, I have to protect my family don't I? I made a promise to Holland." Renton said, smiling.

Eureka nodded, "Yeah, you did. I guess I have to help you keep it.

The complete bitter irony...

"Damn it all..." Renton said, turning in bed.

"Just relax, it's just a Summer strand of the flu, you'll be fine." Eureka sad, stroking his arm.

"Finals are next week... I have to study." Renton said, trying to get up.

Eureka nudged him back down. "You, are staying bed. Let me make you something to eat." She said, walking down stairs.

Renton could only think of one phrase that explained this situation.

"this is bullshit..."

Nooooooooo!!! Renton is siiick!!

Damn... wonder how things will be next chapter?