A/N- whoa. Been a while, huh?
Kyo's POV
A fist came sailing at me, which I dodged easily. I countered with a swift roundhouse kick, which landed underneath his jaw, snapping his thick rubbery neck back, but without the power to knock him over. Damn. He grunted stupidly and swung a meaty paw at me with clumsy force. I jerked back gracefully to avoid it, but one of the skull-shaped rings on his sausage-thick fingers nicked me chin on its return. The cat inside of me hissed and arched its back. I had been officially challenged in my feline brain.
Ignoring Tohru's concerned gasp, I aimed a series of breakneck blows to his torso, flexing my cats' reflexes as I bent and contorted to evade his counters, which only served to enrage him further. Finally, with a deep gravelly grunt, he launched himself at me in a suicide strike, a last ditch punch that he was relying on to knock me unconscious. I smirked. This idiot just didn't get it. I waited with practiced ease, as the oaf came nearer, and nearer. I had to time this just right…one second left. A half a second. NOW! I pulled the most childish, unexpected move I could think of; I stuck out my foot.
Just as I had time and time again with Yuki, the orange blob went flying. He landed in a heap of lumpy nylon a few feet away. I wiped my palms on my jumpsuit, and started to walk towards a sweat-dropping Tohru and the rest of the nonplussed Sohma's when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning, I saw a small black guy who had taken off his filthy glasses and was rubbing them against his filthier jumpsuit, in what I thought was a futile attempt to clean them.
"Hey man, you beat th' lumpy dude over there? S'cool." Once the other campers heard the small guy say my fight was cool, I was surrounded by people, all of them slapping my back and congratulating me.
"Like that movie, right? The Matrix, right? Am I right? You cool, Tomcat." I looked over at Tohru, who looked like she didn't want to interrupt any thing, and was caught between being happy that I had gotten my nickname, and upset that I had been fighting. The damn rat looked sad and cold at the same time for some reason. Kuso nesumi just frigging jealous that I stole his entourage, damnit. I smirked at him, and he glared back. I turned my attention back to my new found friends. I was the Tomcat, now.