Smirking, Heero took a similar pose as Duo. Narrowing his eyes at the braided maniacs invitation, he slowly began to move to his left, circling, looking for an advantage, a weakness, anything for the upper hand.
As Duo looked at him calmly, with an almost smug expression on his face, he lashed out with his fist, intending to knock the boy out, and growling as Duo dodged the punch, and whipped his hand with the tail end of his braid, leaving a little welt. Bringing the hand up for inspection, Heero regarded the slightly stinging piece of flesh curiously, before turning his attention back towards the american.
Once again circling each other, Heero tried to land a punch of the other boy, this was easier said than done however. Each time Heero's fist would come close to him, Duo would again, use his braid to whip any exposed flesh on Heero's arms. After a while Heero's arms were criss-crossed with little red lines, eerily creating the exact same design on both arms.
As Duo skipped away from yet another unsuccessful punch, he taunted, "Hey Heero? What do ya think of my artwork? Doncha like it? You better, you'll be up close and personal with it for a while..." he chuckled, "....well, at least until it fades."
Becoming annoyed with Duo's provoking antics, he went on the offensive once again. Moving suddenly, Heero's foot snapped out and caught Duo in the chest with an audible thud, sending the braided boy sprawling backwards.
Though it looked as though he was out for the count, Duo was not so easily taken down, bending both knees and elbows, he landed in a crab-like position, and scuttled away a few feet. Re-positioning his arm and legs so he was in a back-bridge position, he arched his back and gracefully came back to rest on his feet. Taking a step forward so he was standing sideways, Duo crouched again, extending his arm and curling his fingers in the same inviting gesture, a predatory smile gracing his lips. [1]
Heero was now *very* annoyed, quickly becoming extremely pissed. He had seen what the braided baka was capable of earlier, when he had dispatched Jason's goons, but why wouldn't he fight back now? What was his game? Using a tactic that he would normally never resort to, he rushed the boy, intent on tackling him to the ground, and ending this once and for all.
Regarding Heero calmly as he came forward, Duo's smile widened, this was just what he was waiting for. As Heero bent forward slightly, taking aim for his lower torso, Duo waited until the last possible moment before crouching totally down until his butt was almost brushing the ground, and extending both arms forward and up at an angle.
Since he was so close, Heero could not stop, and he went straight into Duo's arms. Grasping Heero's upper arms firmly, Duo fell back into the grass and used Heero's momentum to flip both of them over, ending up with Duo on top, pinning Heero firmly to the ground.
Looking down into Heero's wide eyes, Duo grinned, "Hey, how's the weather down there? Guess this means I win, eh?" Moving out of the way and allowing Heero to regain his feet, Duo stood. Looking at the other three boys who all were staring at him with various degrees of shock written on their faces, he laughed, "You guys look ridiculous y'know," he informed them.
Regaining his composure, Trowa went over to Heero and examined his arms. Turning towards Duo, he asked, "How did you get the patterns so similar?"
Shrugging, he replied, "Practice."
Quatre spoke up next, "Duo that was amazing, I mean......nobody's *ever* beaten Heero in a fair fight.......*never.*"
Duo shrugged again, "Heh, it wasn't his fault, I just used his aggravation against him. I know from experience that when I do *that,*" he gestured to Heero's arms, "it *really* pisses people off, and they usually try to take me down the hard way. Though......." he grinned sheepishly and raised his hand to rub his chest, ".........I'm usually quick enough to avoid all of their assaults. *Man* does he kick hard, I'm gonna bruise here."
Wufei quickly spoke up at that comment, "Maybe we should take you two to the hospital to get you looked at. Make sure you don't have any cracked ribs, and so Yuy here can get something to put on his..." he smirked, "...tattoos"
"Maybe Sally's shift isn't over yet. You never know, maybe we can get her to look at them?" Quatre asked slyly, glancing at Wufei, who flushed.
As they turned to walk towards the clinic, Trowa muttered, "Quatre: 2, Wufei: 0."
Upon hearing this, Duo laughed, then groaned as his bruised torso compained, "Hey guys? Can we move any faster here? I think Wu-man might have to compete with my poor ribs to get a date with Dr. Sally." Wufei's sputters of indignation at this comment, caused Quatre to laugh, and both Trowa and Heero to chuckle, as they trudged their way through to woods to the medical clinic in town.
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[1] Hehehe, I guess I've seen the matrix *one* too many times, but hey, Duo's supposed to be a god, right? who says he can't be a little............flexible.......... hmmmm, flexible .::light-bulb flashes::. goes in search of muse oh Rikash! What do you think about lemons??
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As Duo looked at him calmly, with an almost smug expression on his face, he lashed out with his fist, intending to knock the boy out, and growling as Duo dodged the punch, and whipped his hand with the tail end of his braid, leaving a little welt. Bringing the hand up for inspection, Heero regarded the slightly stinging piece of flesh curiously, before turning his attention back towards the american.
Once again circling each other, Heero tried to land a punch of the other boy, this was easier said than done however. Each time Heero's fist would come close to him, Duo would again, use his braid to whip any exposed flesh on Heero's arms. After a while Heero's arms were criss-crossed with little red lines, eerily creating the exact same design on both arms.
As Duo skipped away from yet another unsuccessful punch, he taunted, "Hey Heero? What do ya think of my artwork? Doncha like it? You better, you'll be up close and personal with it for a while..." he chuckled, "....well, at least until it fades."
Becoming annoyed with Duo's provoking antics, he went on the offensive once again. Moving suddenly, Heero's foot snapped out and caught Duo in the chest with an audible thud, sending the braided boy sprawling backwards.
Though it looked as though he was out for the count, Duo was not so easily taken down, bending both knees and elbows, he landed in a crab-like position, and scuttled away a few feet. Re-positioning his arm and legs so he was in a back-bridge position, he arched his back and gracefully came back to rest on his feet. Taking a step forward so he was standing sideways, Duo crouched again, extending his arm and curling his fingers in the same inviting gesture, a predatory smile gracing his lips. [1]
Heero was now *very* annoyed, quickly becoming extremely pissed. He had seen what the braided baka was capable of earlier, when he had dispatched Jason's goons, but why wouldn't he fight back now? What was his game? Using a tactic that he would normally never resort to, he rushed the boy, intent on tackling him to the ground, and ending this once and for all.
Regarding Heero calmly as he came forward, Duo's smile widened, this was just what he was waiting for. As Heero bent forward slightly, taking aim for his lower torso, Duo waited until the last possible moment before crouching totally down until his butt was almost brushing the ground, and extending both arms forward and up at an angle.
Since he was so close, Heero could not stop, and he went straight into Duo's arms. Grasping Heero's upper arms firmly, Duo fell back into the grass and used Heero's momentum to flip both of them over, ending up with Duo on top, pinning Heero firmly to the ground.
Looking down into Heero's wide eyes, Duo grinned, "Hey, how's the weather down there? Guess this means I win, eh?" Moving out of the way and allowing Heero to regain his feet, Duo stood. Looking at the other three boys who all were staring at him with various degrees of shock written on their faces, he laughed, "You guys look ridiculous y'know," he informed them.
Regaining his composure, Trowa went over to Heero and examined his arms. Turning towards Duo, he asked, "How did you get the patterns so similar?"
Shrugging, he replied, "Practice."
Quatre spoke up next, "Duo that was amazing, I mean......nobody's *ever* beaten Heero in a fair fight.......*never.*"
Duo shrugged again, "Heh, it wasn't his fault, I just used his aggravation against him. I know from experience that when I do *that,*" he gestured to Heero's arms, "it *really* pisses people off, and they usually try to take me down the hard way. Though......." he grinned sheepishly and raised his hand to rub his chest, ".........I'm usually quick enough to avoid all of their assaults. *Man* does he kick hard, I'm gonna bruise here."
Wufei quickly spoke up at that comment, "Maybe we should take you two to the hospital to get you looked at. Make sure you don't have any cracked ribs, and so Yuy here can get something to put on his..." he smirked, "...tattoos"
"Maybe Sally's shift isn't over yet. You never know, maybe we can get her to look at them?" Quatre asked slyly, glancing at Wufei, who flushed.
As they turned to walk towards the clinic, Trowa muttered, "Quatre: 2, Wufei: 0."
Upon hearing this, Duo laughed, then groaned as his bruised torso compained, "Hey guys? Can we move any faster here? I think Wu-man might have to compete with my poor ribs to get a date with Dr. Sally." Wufei's sputters of indignation at this comment, caused Quatre to laugh, and both Trowa and Heero to chuckle, as they trudged their way through to woods to the medical clinic in town.
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[1] Hehehe, I guess I've seen the matrix *one* too many times, but hey, Duo's supposed to be a god, right? who says he can't be a little............flexible.......... hmmmm, flexible .::light-bulb flashes::. goes in search of muse oh Rikash! What do you think about lemons??
============End Part Five============
