Kung Fu Fighting
Matt/Landry, May The Best Man Win, PG, 947 words, Title from Grey's Anatomy

Dodgeball. Where the strong can easily enjoy taking out the weak without consequences. Coach Taylor decided it would be a good, fun exercise instead of being outside practicing for their game on Friday. They were playing South Pine after all. Why even waste the effort. So he let them play two days in a row. They'd get some practice in on Friday morning and they'd be good to go.

After the first game, the guys took a break before going at it again. This time Landry found Matt on the other side of the court and quickly got his game face on. He can see it now, grabbing a ball and just hitting Matt right in the face with it. That would show him not to make stupid comments about him and Tyra, when he had no idea what the entire story was. The sick pleasure of knocking his best friend out brought a smile to his face. He didn't care about anyone else, Matt was his. And he was done.

Mac blew this whistle as some of the others ran to get the balls. Landry stood in the background and waited for his time to strike, keeping both of his eyes solely on Matt, paying attention to every move he made, and knowing when to attack before someone else got him instead.

After a few minutes, there were only a few left. Now, Landry thought. Now was the time. So without even thinking of his surroundings, he grabbed the closest ball he could fall and aimed it right in Matt's general direction. And the ball hit its target with ease. Landry watched as Matt fell back, the ball making contact with his stomach, knocking the wind right of out him. Matt struggled to stand up as he tried to catch his breath.

"Suck it up Matt," Landry yelled. He couldn't get rid of the smile on his face. The dirty look Matt gave him on the way to the bench made his smile even bigger.

Maybe now he'll think before he talks.

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The tension between the two of them in the locker room after was high. Matt was pissed. It may have been fun and games but Landry crossed the line. He tried to mention this as they left the field house.

"Was that really necessary – you hitting me like that? That wasn't cool at all, man."

"Well, that's dodgeball for you my friend. And that look on your face when I got you – priceless. I'm going to remember this day forever. You remember that the next time you wanna talk trash about me and Tyra."

"Are you serious? You did that because of what I said? Wow, you take things way too seriously. Asshole."

"I think you're the one taking things too seriously. You talked trash, so you paid for it. And besides, it's just a stupid game. No need to cry over it."

And what that, Matt threw his bags to the ground and tackled Landry from behind. The rest of the team watched in confusion as the two of them went at it.

"Say you're sorry." Matt screamed, as Landry dug his hand into Matt's face.

"I have nothing to be sorry about." Landry screamed back and he regained his balance and grabbed Matt in a headlock.

"You say you're sorry. Say it Matt!"

Matt pushed Landry back into his truck to try and break free but it was no use. Tim stood by his own truck and looked at Santiago. They couldn't help but laugh. And feel slightly embarrassed they were here watching these two fight. All they did was pushed each other around. No punching, no kicking, none of that.

"Wow, this is sad," Tim told Santiago.

"It's like… I can't even describe what I'm seeing. It's that bad." Santiago told him. He doesn't know Matt or Landry as well as some of the others, but he knows they can throw down pretty damn good if they're provoked enough. This wasn't really one of those times.

"Alright, time to break this up." Tim said. He walked over towards Matt and Landry and broke them apart.

"Alright ladies, time to stop the catfight."

Matt tried to regain his breath as he stared Landry down. Tim noticed his eye was swollen.

"Wow, Lando, nice shot. You might wanna put some ice on that eye, Seven."

Matt grabbed his bags and got inside Landry's car. He did need a ride home from him after all, since he doubted anyone else would do it after he made a fool of himself in front of them. They didn't speak to each other until Landry pulled up to Matt's house.

"Alright, how bout we settle this thing the old fashion way. Either you can be the asshole in this situation and get out of the car, or you can come over my house and play me in Guitar Hero. If you win, I'll say I'm sorry I hit you like that and… I'll do whatever you want me to do for a week. Now… if I win, you have to say you're sorry for talking about me and Tyra, for trying to fight me in the parking lot, and… you have to do whatever I tell you to do for a week. So, you game?"

Matt looked at Landry and then at his house.

"Sometimes I really do hate you."

"That's the spirit." Landry began driving off towards his house.

Matt kicked his ass in Guitar Hero. But apologized for what he said the next night during the game by allowing Landry to get a touchdown and impress his girl. They were best friends after all.