ROSE POV (Kung fu fighting - Carl Douglass)

A week ago I demanded to fight Dimitri, and some sticky nosed brat was listening to our conversation. Rumors being rumors and this school being Saint Vlad's, false word got around to almost everyone within a week. Now everyone seemed to be waiting for me and Dimitri to have some sort of battle for honor, which was idiotic. Even if I still did want to fight him, I wasn't planning on having an audience.

Dimitri was against the idea of me and him fighting all together, let alone in public with eye witnesses to his defeat. Of course he wouldn't admit that he didn't want to fight in public over fear of defeat, but I knew that was the reason no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

Everywhere we went, if we were together someone was watching us, just waiting for the fight. Heck, I locked the windows and door to our room now thinking someone was watching me. I didn't like that feeling one little bit, so this whole thing was getting very, very old very, very fast.

Students were actually coming up to us while we were alone and telling us that we were saying things behind each others backs, trying to start a fight.

Once when I and Dimitri were together and I was aware of a group of seniors watching us, I pushed him backwards and tried looking mean. The instant I made contact with him we were surrounded by a bunch of kids chanting fight! Fight! Fight!

Alberta and Kirova decided that this nonsense had to stop, and so they had been discussing ways to shut the kids up. Dimitri was positive that they'd come up with some sort of positive solution that didn't involve fighting, but I knew that they were going to organize a fight between us somewhere to end this. Nothing else would have worked. Dimitri was mortified when they gave us the news, but I knew it was coming.

I'd been practicing my ninja moves with ninja boy, a senior novice named Jesse. I was now able to flip around like an acrobat and jump around a meter and a half in the air. Man it was so cool…

I moved and struck like a cobra now, too, due to the training I put myself, Christian, Jesse, and Robert through. I had as all attach weights to our wrists and ankles to increase the level of power to get a good punch in. Taking the weights off and using the same amount of power, I now had an even deadlier hit then before.

And so here we were now, in the gym preparing to fight.

They set a few simple rules for us, but they weren't really needed. All that it said was that neither of us was aloud to use magic, because no-one wanted the building to be burnt down. We weren't aloud to use sharp objects, such as knives or stakes. And we weren't aloud to tag team each other with any sort of helpers. We were, however, aloud to use staffs. They'd given both me and Dimitri two meter long wooden poles of which we were aloud to bash each other up with, which I thought was pretty cool.

I was dressed in an army green tank top with loose, comfortable sweatpants on and no shoes. I did have fingerless gloves on though… I loved my gloves. Basically, I dressed for comfort, not for style. My hair was tied back into a high ponytail so it didn't get in my eyes.

Dimitri was wearing a plain white t-shirt and sweatpants, and like me he had no shoes on. His hair was in its usual mini ponytail at the nape of his neck, but a few strands had escaped to hang down in his face.

We were standing in the middle of the gym in a 30 by 30 meter area that they'd fenced up. There was a desk at the north end of the gym, and sitting there was Kirova, Alberta and my mum. Of all people, why my mum? Kristin was happy to meet her, and mum seemed to love her a lot. Around the edges of the area students were standing to watch the fight.

The fight would go until one of us called mercy, or were labeled incapable to continue. So basically we'd be fighting until one of us chickened out or got knocked out. To make things interesting – and to make sure we both tried our hardest – they'd made the reward for winning a week of doing whatever the hell we wanted, and the punishment for losing was a month of community work around the school.

We'd both just finished warming up, and we were now gripping our staff's stationed ten meters apart from each other, glaring at one another.

"Okay, quiet down." Kirova ordered over the loud speaker that had been set up. They'd set up an entire sound system, and out fight was being recorded from four different angles. "If any students step into the boxing ring, both Guardian Belikov and Guardian Hathaway have been granted permission to pummel some sense into you." I snickered at that. I had personally asked ten or so students that I disliked to step in and help if I looked like I was failing, then I'd gone off and asked Kirova to make it so if any students stepped near us we could all but kill them. God I hope they're stupid enough to try it.

"Belikov, Hathaway," Alberta called out to us, causing us both to turn and face her. "Usually I'd say I want a clean fight." She smirked. "But I went blood and tears!" she roared and the crowd joined in, chanting 'blood and tears!' over and over. Dimitri didn't look too pleased at that statement, but I was grinning as wide as my face would allow.

"Good luck, Dimka." I smirked a little at the expression on his face. He was torn between excitement and regret. He wanted to win, but he didn't want to hurt me. "Give it all you got, cause nothing else is gonna cut it." I declared.

His face hardened and his face became confident. He was actually going to give it his all. And he thought he was going to win…

"You may start when the music starts." My mum said, putting her hand over a button. "FIGHT!" she demanded, smashing her hand down on the button to start up the music. I was about to attack him, but I couldn't help but laugh at the song they'd picked to use. Kung fu fighting, god!

I let my guard down and I crashed into the ground briefly when Dimitri staff smashed into to side of my face. Ouch… that hurt. I was quick to be back on my feet though, flicking my legs forward so I landed on my feet and facing Dimitri.

Running at him, I swung my staff through the air so it collided with his, then I threw a double kick right into his chest, sending him flying backwards across the floor. I didn't wait for him to land let alone stand up; I raced across the floor smack him back the other way with my staff.

He got back up this time, and when I went to kick him he grabbed my leg and swung me around his head, when he released me I hit the floor face first then tumbled to a stop. He was standing over me before I could get back up, and he stomped his foot down on my stomach before kicking me across the floor again. I felt my nose crack when I smashed into the floor again, and Dimitri was once again standing over me before I could move.

So much for moving like a cobra, Rose.

Dimitri saw the blood running down my face and faltered for a moment, allowing me to strike him in the nose and break free of his grip. I threw a back flip and kicked him backwards, trying to put some distance between us so I could collect myself.

Blood was flowing down from both his nose and his upper and bottom lip, and I had blood spurting out of my nose. Injuries weren't really a problem for us though; we were Malkavian Brujah's, a super awesome new race of vampire's with the natural ability to heal. I

I placed a hand on my nose and straightened it up before I healed it, never taking my eyes off Dimitri. She smirked and copied me, fixing up his face so it looked like the blood had come from nowhere.

Whipping my face, I took a stance and chuckled my pole on the ground, asking for hand to hand combat instead of a bunch of stick whacking. He nodded and tossed he's staff aside, mimicking my stance.

We were still a good ten meters apart, and we both seemed to make to decision to jump at each other at the same moment. I had to upper hand in a jumping contest though, so when my elbow hit his face I was able to maneuver around his knee and slam him into the ground with my body.

I turned his body over and took a swing at his face again, and it actually annoyed me a little that he didn't cry out in pain when everyone could have heard his bone snapping in half.

The fight when on and on like there was no end and about an hour later then called a drink break. Alberta added in a new rule, due to the fact that she realized that getting broken bones was not an issue for us, and that neither of us were going to chicken out.

It was now a matter of pinning the other person down for a good ten seconds, which I had already done numerous times during this battle. Dimitri, however, hadn't managed to hold me down for more then 4 seconds. All I had to do was moan a little and make myself sound horny and he'd lose concentration, allowing me to flip our positions.

Once the break was over we both got into position again.

"FIGHT!" my mother ordered, and I ran at him full speed, jumping up and over him at the last second to wrap my leg around the back of his neck and push him to the floor. He struggled and struggled to get free but it was no use.

I grinned at my victory and rolled off the top of him, helping him get up. And that was that. Me and Dimitri's battle that was sure to become legendary. And what made it all that much better?

I won.