Number 58: Kick in the Head
Ling Tong struggled against the men holding him. The fight hadn't been going well. Of course, it was three on one. He had realized that and had run towards his car. He was no fool. They had of course gotten to him. Thankfully they hadn't touched his car. He would only have to pay hospital bills, assuming insurance wouldn't cover being jumped by only half sober jack asses.
He braced himself; sure it was going to be a concussion for him. He was kneeling before his car, and Xiahou Yuan was going to kick his head. Probably into his sedan. Because he had called him fat. Damn fat ass, Ling Tong thought, grimacing. Then he heard the shouts, and he was dropped. Rolling, Ling Tong opened his eyes and squinted into the car's head lights. Holding his sides, Ling Tong was confused as to why he wasn't surprised to see Gan Ning jump out of the car as it screeched to a stop, baseball bat over his shoulder. Lu Xun stepped out from the driver's side, and Sun Shang Xiang was running over, looking wet. Ling Tong later learned she had been getting out of the shower when she had spotted him from the dorms.
"That you Yuan? Damn, and I remember back when you only had one stomach," Gan Ning said with a chuckle.
"You goddamned tramp stamp," Xiahou Yuan said, apparently missing the bat sitting on Gan Ning's shoulder. "You take that back goddamn it!"
"He even got another chin," Lu Xun said. "I didn't think the first was that impressive, but it's nice to know he thinks so well of himself."
Xiahou Yuan charged like a bull. Loyal, at least to each other, Zhang He and Cao Ren made their way over and ran to help. Sun Shang Xiang avoided the fight, or blood bath, and kneeled next to Ling Tong to help him.
"What's it say about me," Ling Tong said through the pain, "that I actually like that smile?" Ling Tong pointed to Gan Ning, who reminded Ling Tong of one of the ogre's he'd read about in a folklore class. Especially with the lighting from the car. Lu Xun had swung over, like Luke Duke, over the hood of the mustang and was putting up a damn good fight for the little fucker he was.
Sun Shang Xiang shook her head. "You alright?"
"What took you so long?"
"You're welcome."
"No, really, thanks for the help," Ling Tong said, giving the best smile he could. Sun Shang Xiang blushed before reaching around him to check his ribs. "I don't think they got around to breaking anything."
"Oh, stop talking," Sun Shang Xiang said with a glare up at him. He simply smirked, Gan Ning swinging the bat at Zhang He, who was quick enough to avoid.
"Come back here you shitty faggot!" Gan Ning yelled.
"My car!" The next thing Ling Tong heard was the crash of a window.
I can't decide if Gan Ning woudl be a homophobe (if I spelled that right, of course). Like, I think he might have fun joking about it, when he knows it's not really true. And using it as an insult. But I can't decide if he'd be homophobic or not. Either way, Zhang He would probably scare him. Even if he wasn't homophobic. And Gan Ning would be the kind to lash out when scared. Or angry. Possibly happy as well. Anyway, see, it got better from being "gray". At least I hope so. And I had to pull one on Xiahou Yuan. After DW6, I had to make fun of him somehow. And SSX was worried! Da-aw! Reviews appreciated.