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"Hey, Meatball Head you're here early." Darien said to me as I walked into the warehouse. "I never thought I would see the day."

"Shut-up, you idiot. I'm not always late." I replied. "Now, would you sit down, I want to get this over with as soon as possible." Darien sat down, and I told him everything, starting with when I lived in America with my father and ended with when I met the scouts.When I finished he stared at me in shock.

"I had no idea." Darien said.

"That's the point," I told him. "No one is supposed to know. Everyone is supposed to believe that I am a dumb blond who trips over her own feet. Very steriotipical"

"Don't you ever get tired of acting like that." Darien asked.

"Of course I do, but it's the way it has to be." I told him. "Besides Luna says it's only for a little while longer. Now, can we please talk about something else?"

"What do you want to talk about then." Darien asked.

"Um, do you have any questions." I asked.

"Yeah I do." Darien said. "Where do you train. From what I saw the other night it looks like your skills haven't diminished."

"There's a room on the second floor that no one knows about." I said. "I train there. I bought some mats and a punching bag to work out with. Would you like to see?"

"Yeah, lead the way." Darien replied.

"This looks cool." Darien said when we reached my practice room. The look on his face was priceless. He had no idea that the room would look the way it did. The whole floor was one giant room and I had converted it into seperate sections to practice in. The place was filled with mats, punching bags, weights, parrallel bars etc. Evey athletes dream.

"How of ten do you practice here?" He asked after the a few minutes.

"I work out a couple of hours each night." I told him. "I usually come here after my parents go to sleep."

"Is that why your usually late for school?" He asked. "Because you spend your nights working out here."

"I'm usually only late for school when there is a youma attack. When I train and fight on the same night it saps my energy." I told him.

"Oh" was all Darien said in reply.

"Do you have any other questions?" I asked him

"I have one more." Darien said. "Do you want to fight?"

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Do you want to fight?" He asked again. "It will be like sparring. You know a practice duel.

"All right." I agreed reluctantly.

We both went to the middle of the room and stood across from each other. I immediately went into a fighting stance and he came at me. I blocked his punch easily. We then started circling each other, always moving. I jumped up and spun at the same time doing a round house kick. Darien barely got out of the way in time. Even if he hadn't I would have brought my leg up a little higher so that it would only graze his head. It went on like this for a while. Blocking each others punches and kicks. I noticed that Darien was getting tired, so I decide to end it quickly.

I punched him in the stomach then knocked his feet out from other him in a sweep. I went over to him, to tell him that we were done. When I was standing next to him he grabbed my right leg and pulled me down next to him. Before I was able to get up he rolled on top of me.

"I win." Darien said.

"That's what you think." I told him as I flipped him over so that he was now on his back again. I then rolled over and straddled him. I pulled out a knife that I always keep with me and held it to his throat.

"I believe that I am the winner." I said. "And, just so you know that was a cheap shot."

"Hey, if it was a real fight and attacker would have done the same thing. But I do agree that you are the winner." He said taking the knife out of my hand and putting it down next to us. Then he reached up and pulled my head down to meet his. The next thing I knew he had rolled us over and he's now on top of me! We started kissing more and more passionately. He had one hand in my hair and the other on my thigh. I was running one of my hands through his hair and the other was on his back, pushing him closer to me. His right hand was moving towards my shirt when we heard a scream outside. We immediately pulled apart and looked at each other with shocked expressions.