Note: My apologies for the lateness in posting tonight. I had a final exam this evening that was a killer.


15. Fight

Diana's fist struck a glancing blow to Bruce's cheekbone. Bruce kicked at Diana's legs, knocking her to the ground. He leapt toward her, but she caught him and launched him away from her. Both of them rolled back up to their feet and started circling each other.

Diana struck first, as she usually did. She feinted a kick at Bruce's midsection, only to throw another punch toward his face, trying to reach the spot at his neck where she could incapacitate him. Bruce blocked both moves, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. In a flurry of movement, he had her on her back, using his body to pin her to the ground.

Their eyes locked, even though one set was hidden beneath lenses. Their breathing was heavy, which pressed their bodies even closer.

"I win," Bruce said lowly.

Diana raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" She managed to shift and her legs were free. Still, she did not use them to shove him off.

An infinite pause. "Call it a draw," he allowed. Their lips met and another, special fight began.

No one entered the Cave to hear the new and different sounds coming from the sparring room.