Fight of the Day
For what it was worth it was nice to have someone to talk to besides himself, and she seemed really nice, especially for a rich girl. For the next three hours they decided to look around the academy so that they would know where everything was, but there were a lot of buildings and shops; in fact it was kind of giving him a headache. Once it was all said and done though it was time to grub up; luckily there were plenty of places to choose from. When he looked at his wallet though he realized he had to save up, and with only two silver pieces it was best to not spend it all in one place. Until the week past and his parents could transfer money to him once they got their pay he had to be very careful.
All he needed was his bowl of noodles and he would be just fine; they smelled great as well, especially when he added the chicken sauce. It looked delicious, but what astounded him was everything she had gotten. Two bowls of noodles, a steak, and a cup of tea; it wasn't much, but he didn't expect someone with her kind of body he be that much of a eater.
"Hm? Is something wrong?" she asked as she raised her fork.
"Uh...are you sure you should be eating all that? I mean, you don't want to get fat do you?" he asked.
"Heh awe you're worried about me? That's cute." she teased.
"Yeah...so what's the deal here?" he asked as his cheeks flushed a bit.
"Well to tell you the truth ever since I was a little kid no matter how much I ate I never gained any weight; heck one time I ate ten whole cherry pies and after all that I didn't gain a single pound."
"Huh, did you see a doctor about it?"
"Mhm, he said the fat inside the foods were being broken down much, much faster than most others. I don't know why either, but its there." she said as she slurped down some noodle.
"But doesn't that just make you hungrier?"
"Nope, the food itself is still in my stomach and so is all the good stuff for your body."
"Interesting, so you eat like this all the time?"
"Not all the time, the only reason I'm this hungry is because I didn't eat dinner or breakfast so my poor tummy has been begging for food. You don't think I'm a pig do you...?" she asked as she looked up at him.
"Oh heck no, I've seen pigs and your no pig. I'm more surprised your actually this nice." he blurted out without thinking.
How could he say something like that when they were getting along so well?
"What do you mean by "surprised"?"
"Well...when my parents moved into our village they had very little money to spend on a house; in fact they thought they had completely screwed themselves. Then one day a man by the name of Alexander Tali came to them and explained he could get them a house for a fairly cheap price, and so they took it."
"Well what's the big deal? They got their house." she asked as she ate more while listening to his little story.
"The deal was they paid monthly for the house over the next twenty years, and that's where things went downhill. He began abusing the system and instead of taking what he needed began demanding more and more money from them. He almost bled them dry, but they were still able to stand. He tricked them, and now they don't know how much longer they can keep paying him. He was wealthy man, but instead of helping him out he waved his money in their fucking faces. I was only able to come here because of my own determination. I worked night and day to earn those that money, and once I'm done here I'll find a way to save my parents." he told her straight out as he banged his fist on the table with anger.
Once his little rant was over with though he noticed that she had stopped eating as her head fell slightly.
"I understand, so that means you don't want to be friends then?" she asked, her face telling him he had hurt her in some way.
"No, no that's not the case. Look I may have a grudge against that guy, but you're still pretty cool and all. I'm sorry." he said as he bowed his head.
"You mean that? You're not just saying that to make me feel better huh?" she asked as she looked back up.
"I meant it, your kind and sweet and most of all respectful, and if your all those things your all good in my book." he said as he patted his chest.
"...Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me." she said as she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, I think I have a feeling." he said softly before they continued with their meal.
With only his little sister being the closest thing he had to an actual friend it did feel rather nice to have someone else with him in life; what would his parents think if they ever saw her though? Knowing his mother she would probably jump the gun and think something naughty was going on, and as for his dad; that old perv would probably give him a damn metal. Still, he did like her and so long as they stayed together they would be sure to help each other out through thick and thin.
"Ah...that was delicious." she said as she rubbed her flat stomach.
"Heh you weren't kidding; when you're hungry you're hungry." he said as he gulped down the last bit of the noodle juice.
"Yep, I think I'll enjoy living here, for more than one reason." she followed up as she winked at him.
"Nice, want me to take your dishes back to the counter?" he asked, having his bowl already in hand.
"Please do, I'm so full I don't think I can move." she asked of him.
With both sets of dishes in hand all he had to do was bring them back to the tenders so they could wash them up. Once there he slid them across the counter and thanked them for the meal before heading back, but just when things seemed peaceful enough he bumped into something solid.
"Owe...what the heck?" he said as he rubbed his forehead.
Once he opened his eyes though he knew exactly what was going on. It hadn't been a pole that he had bumped into, but instead a transparent green barrier.
"Malik, are you alright?" asked Mia as she got up.
"Yeah...but not for long." he groaned.
Just when he said that it seemed fate had heard him as he heard a sharp whistle heading straight for him. On instinct though he took a knee just in time for the attack to hit the barrier.
"Rubble." he said as pieces of marble fell into his shoulder.
Once back on his feet though he was greeted by a boy who looked less like a student and more like a punk; with his short streak of blonde hair, his black jacket, his dark blue jeans and boots, and that stupid grin he had spread across his face.
"Welcome fresh meat; what do you say we have a little tussle?" he said as he kicked up another piece of marble to launch at him.
"And you would be...?"
"The name's Ethor, year two student, and you?" he asked as he cracked his knuckles.
"It's Malik Sinder." he replied with a cocky tone.
"Heh wonderful, I just hope you're ready to throw down with all you got."
He may had seemed intimidating, but it wasn't as if he hadn't faced anyone like him before. The big tough guy who thinks he can push the newbies around just because he's been their longer; yep he could tell just by looking in his eyes. Still, it would give him a opportunity to show his fellow students just what he could do.
"Come on let's get you out of there." suggested Mia as she reached for her bracelet.
"No can do remember? Once the barrier is up it's an all our brawl until one of us claims victory." he replied as he pulled off his jacket.
"Hey don't worry, I've got this." he said to reassure her of his upcoming victory.
She wasn't the only one watching though as many others decided to join in on watching their little brawl. Now he was use to fighting against big guys, but with others watching him? He could just feel himself slipping up.
"Alright, keep it together Malik. Just focus on the task at hand and let the flames loose!" he thought as his arms lit up with the flames of his fighting spirit.
"Oh ho, so your main's fire huh? Well this should be interesting."
He couldn't just fight all willy nilly though; if he went in without thinking no doubt he would run out of energy before taking the win. He would have to use it when the time was right; for the time being though he would have to rely on hand to hand combat.
"Come on then!" he shouted as he ran straight for his opponent.
"Alright, that's the kind of spirit I like to see!" he shouted back as he stomped the ground.
In mere seconds a wall of marble shot up and was headed right for him in an attempt to pin him against the barrier wall, but it wouldn't be that easy as he charged on ahead. With the wall a mere four feet in front of him he used his weight to skid to the opposite side and away from the attack before jumping up. With the gap closed he took aim and began firing off multiple fireballs at Ethor, but the hard head already had a plan up his sleeve as he dug his arms into the ground. With the fireballs approaching he pulled them up just in time as the marble gathered around his arms like two large gauntlets.
"Nice try, but that won't work on me." he said with a grin as he placed his arms together, the marble forming into a large shield to protect him from the attack.
"Damn it, I didn't want to have to use this, but it looks like I have no other choice. Time to bring out the heavy artillery." he thought to himself as he reached into his pocket.
"Oh no you don't, you won't be pulling any tricks out of those pockets."
In a sudden turn of events Malik found himself lifted off the ground by a pillar of marble before three more joined in for the fun. Luckily for Malik he had another little trick; it was weak, but it would keep him from getting pulverized. So using his flames he formed a round shield around him just in time for the pillars to force him even further into the air, but that's exactly what he wanted. Once up high enough his shielf shattered as he grabbed the hilt of his sword and proceeded to press the button on the tip. What was only a hilt and guard had turned into a blade of victory as he saw an opportunity to rain some comeback.
With each swipe of his blade thin streams of fire shot out until a total of five were headed right for him. This time things would end differently though.
"Come on kid, not this trick again."
But it wasn't the same; as the streams picked up speed they began getting thicker and stronger until they doubled in size.
"Yes, go Malik!" cheered Mia as everyone else cheered them both on.
"What? You've got to be kidding me." grunted Ethor as his shield began to crumble with each hit.
After the second to last one struck it seemed like it was over as the final one approached him, but things didn't turn out the way he planned. Instead of dodging he used his right gauntlet to block the attack, decreasing his defenses in the process.
"Heh told you, though I didn't expect you to sacrifice your defenses like that." said Malik as the flames around his hands slowly lowered him back down to the ground safely.
The moment he felt that surge of power coming from Malik he knew he was in for an interesting fight, and he couldn't be happier.
"This kid..." he grunted as he held his injured arm.
"So, do you surrender?" Malik asked as he leaned against the barrier.
"Don't get so cocky kid...we're not done here." he said as he raised his gaze.
As he saw him reach into his pocket Malik prepared for whatever he had for him, but instead all he had was a simple iron hammer.
"Like I said, don't get too cocky." he said with a grin when suddenly his hammer began to change.
Funneling what magic he could into it the iron head began shifting and changing until it was the size of a cinder block as the handle extended to accommodate for the new weight. All he could do was gulp before their battle began again.
"Come on Malik, you can win this." said Mia as she watched on.
All he could do was prepare for the worst as Ethor jumped high up before coming down on his blade. Upon impact the blade rippled and shoot, but with enough strength he managed to push his opponent back. Once he skidded backwards across the ground though the the hammer wielding hulk gave the ground a good stomp. The moment the chunk of marble rose up he gave his hammer a good swing, sending hundreds of pieces of stone right at him. As much as he wanted to he knew his shield wouldn't hold up against that many pieces; all he could do was dodge and take whatever came at him.
"Ugh, come on I can't lose now." he said as he felt a few of the larger chunks hit his stomach and chest.
With perseverance and enough luck though he managed to endure the onslaught, but his arms were starting to weaken after so many swings, and his power wouldn't last forever. If he was to have any chance of winning he was going to have to go in at full force.
"Come on bro, give it all you got." pleaded Ethor.
"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you..." he groaned as bits and pieces of rubble fell from his shirt.
"Please, be careful." Mia told him.
All he gave her though was a thumbs up before rushing into battle once more. With his sword out he attempted to strike his chest, but instead struck the cold steel of his hammer; it wasn't over yet though as he kept at it. He could feel it, his fighting spirit was in maximum overdrive as he called back his blade. Instead he grabbed a hold of the space of the hammer between Ethor's hands and with all his might began funneling his flames through the metal.
"Gah!" shouted Ethor in pain as the heat burned his hands.
Malik wasn't one to play unfairly so instead he tossed the hammer he now held before they both stared down. With his arms in the marble once more his opponent was primed and ready as he poured every ounce of his magic and strength into his final attack; the Raging Blast. With anticipation the crowd went silent as they both charged at full speed, and in the end only their fists touched as both began struggling to out do the other.
"Come on Ethor!" they heard as everyone began chanting for who they wanted to win.
As they tried to force a victory though they felt their muscles starting to give out, but in an act of desperation Malik kicked into overdrive and began storing up power in his fist. It was all for not though as the explosion between the two sent them both backwards and against the barrier; both defeated, but both still with their dignity.
"So, who's the winner?" someone asked as everyone watched as the two were down for the count.
None had the strength to go on, and by the judgment of the barrier both had lost. As they sat there though the ground began repairing itself just as their wounds began to as well. There had been no victor, but in the end they both fought with all their might and that's what counted the most.
"Oh gods help me." Malik said as he fell back onto the ground from exhaustion.
Well on the plus side he wouldn't have any trouble sleeping, but his arms were killing him. As his eyes began to close though he felt someone help him up to his feet just as the barrier began to fade.
"Mia?" he asked as he accepted her help.
"Come on, I think you've had enough for today." she said as a smile spread across her face.
"Yeah, you're probably right there." he replied as they turned to leave.
But Ethor wasn't done yet as he grabbed his hammer. He wasn't on the attack though as he called out for his opponent.
"Malik!" he called out as his voice echoed through the school.
What they expected to see was him standing and asking for a rematch, but instead he called his weapon over and with his fingers wrapped around the handle he raised it up to signify his respect.
"Heh, I guess he wasn't such a punk." he said as he raised his blade up as well.
Later that night...
"No everything went well; I've unpacked and everything. What? I mean yeah I got into a fight but I'm alright." Mia heard as she prepared for bed.
Just listening to him it really sounded like he cared a lot about his family. As she slipped into her night gown she began to wonder if it would be a bit too skimpy for him. After all he wasn't use to sharing a room with a girl his age and she wasn't use to sharing a room with a boy either. Oh well, it was the only one she brought along with her so it would have to do.
"Yeah I made a new friend. You want to see her? Alright." he said as he snapped a picture of her with his phone just as she walked out of the bathroom.
"Hey!" she shouted as he took her picture.
"Huh what's the big dea..."
But the moment he saw what she was wearing was the moment he realized he had screwed up big time. Her nightgown wasn't like his mothers, all open and spacious; rather it was very close fitting and pretty revealing. What was with the bottom too? It looked way too short to be any kind of gown.
"I'll call you tomorrow." he told his mother before hanging up.
"Uh huh, now give it." she demanded.
"OK don't worry I didn't send it yet. All I have to do is scroll through these pictures here and select yours then delete it." he replied as he did just that as his face lit up.
"Thank you." she said as she slipped walked over to her bed.
"Eh heh, sorry about that. My mother wanted to know what you looked like and I didn't know you would be wearing that to bed." he said to apologize to her as he scratched the back of his head.
"It's alright, just ask me next time alright? I doubt your mother would like it if she saw me wearing this."
"Yeah, she can get pretty spastic when she knows I've befriended a girl. It's like she thinks they'll try and steal me away or something. I love her, but sometimes she can get a little too overbearing."
"Yeah, my parents are like that too. In fact they say once I have a child that they'll raise it for me just so I can stay at home with them."
"Hah really? Well maybe I'll just have to swoop in and save you all."
"Like a shadow in the night huh?"
"Yep, not a sound and completely unseen."
"Right, well I think it's time we tuck in for the night."
"Right, we've got a full day ahead of us tomorrow." he said as he reached to flip the switch to turn off the lights.
As the lights dimmed though Mia became thinking about her past and just how differently he treated her compared to the others. She could tell he wasn't all about materialistic things, but instead about being true friends.
"Yeah..." he replied as he let out a yawn.
"I'm really glad I met you today. You're really someone special, and I'll never forget you when one day we go our separate way."
"Yeah,separate ways..." and just like that he was out.
And as she looked over at him with a smile she knew that even though one day they would have to leave the academy, and go off in different