lmao this took me so long š
Y/N was pumped, tomorrow was their first fight in the Major Circuit after so long! They had heard of this fighter, the infamous cheater Dragon Chan. He was notorious for jumping on the ropes and kicking his opponents in fights.
"Are you ready for this, Y/N?" Their trainer asked, hyping them up. Y/N looked at him with an eager smile, and nodded. "You bet!" They answered, hitting the punching bag near them. "That's the spirit. Now remember, Dragon has a tricky fighting style, I mean- the guy kicks for crying out loud!" Their trainer jokes, earning a chuckle from Y/N.
"But seriously speaking, this guy's very- foul with his moves." Their trainer continued. "Even worse than Aran?" Y/N panted as they kept hitting the punching bag. "Well, not that bad. But he's up there." Their trainer leaned against the ropes of the ring. "Say, after this. Since you deserve it, Wanna go grab a bite?" He suggested. Y/N perked up at the offer. "I'm up for it! What are you offering?" They breathed out.
"Heard a new bakery opened, wanna see what they have to offer?" His mouth watered at the thought. "Sure, I'm down. But get me a bottle of water from my bag, please." Y/N sat down in a chair, wiping the sweat off their brow. Their trainer handed them a bottle, and they gulped it down. "I'm gonna change, then we'll go to that place." They stood up, and went to their locker to grab what they needed.
"So this is the place? Looks very nice!" The two stood in front of the bakery, small but looked very unique. The atmosphere felt very wholesome. Y/N opened the door, the bells above it ringing. "After you." They grinned at their trainer. He chuckled at their actions. "Check those pastries out.. They look wonderful!" Their trainer nudged them and pointed at the desserts in the glass display. Y/N's mouth formed an 'O' shape and looked at the various desserts. "Well, go on. Pick whatever!" Y/N offered. "My treat." They continued as they moved to look at more sweets.
They bumped into someone in the process. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" Y/N stated as they looked at whoever they hit. "Watch where- " Y/N widened their eyes at the male. In a twisted string of fate, they had bumped into their future opponent. Dragon looked at them with a confused look. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Wait. You're that- (Stage/Name) Fighter right?" He snapped his fingers as he recalled the name. Y/N stood in place, and nodded. "Yeah. And you're the infamous Dragon Chan?" Dragon raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Infamous? Let me guess, it's the kicking." Y/N laughed. "Yeah, You could say that."
"Anyways, love to stay and chat. But my order's here and my trainer's probably waiting for me outside." Dragon told them, and took the paper bag, before leaving cash as payment. "Oh, and (Stage/Name)?" Dragon called out to them. "I won't go easy on you tomorrow." Dragon's words got serious, before returning to a giddy tone. "But Good luck!" He walked out the doors.
Y/N shook their head as they processed what just happened. Not everyday do you meet your next opponent outside of the ring. "Was that Dragon? Didn't peg him to be a cake guy." The trainer noticed. "I thought he'd be repulsed at the thought of a pastry-" He continued. "Well- Now that that's out of the way, let's pick a dessert!" Their trainer said.
Y/N was stretching and doing some warm-ups in preparation for the fight later, they were ecstatic to say the least. Their heart was pounding and they were ready for whatever was thrown at them. Now, they were doing some shadow boxing with an imaginary opponent. After that, they went into the locker room to freshen up before the fight. Sure it's not gonna do anything, but they wanna feel fresh. "Are you seriously making yourself presentable? You're about to box." A voice behind them teased. Y/N turned around to be met with a pompous Dragon.
"You know, you don't look bad. But I can't say that I won't have fun wiping your face across the floor." Dragon taunted them, leaning on a locker nearby. "What makes you so sure that you won't be the one on the floor?" Y/N answered as they turned around. "Oh, (Stage/Name)'s a snarker, huh?" Dragon raised an eyebrow, and smirked. "You better keep quiet, Chan." Y/N pointed out. "Your smug facade isn't going to last." They whispered in his ear. Dragon widened his eyes.
"I'll have fun fighting you!" Y/N's mood changed in a split second. "May the best fighter win!" They smiled at him. Dragon blinked at them, for a few seconds, and his expression turned into a smug one. "Alright then." He went towards the door. "You might wanna get ready, the fight's starting in a few." He said, before walking away. Y/N quickly tidied up their locker, closed it and went to the area near the ring.
Y/N mouth was partially open when they saw the crowds. Who knew that so many people wanted to see the fight? "Maybe they were here for Dragon..." Y/N mumbled. They shook their head and stayed strong. "Well, guess I'll have to fight harder." They smiled. They jumped in place in preparation, anticipating the fight. They collided their gloves with each other, and started shadow boxing again. "Alright... I can do this." They closed their eyes and sighed, before opening with a fiery vigor in them. "Let's go!"
In the ring, Y/N looked at their opponent, Dragon, who was smirking at them. "In this corner, the returning challenger, (Stage/Name)!"" The commentator said. Y/N perked up, and started to put on a show for the audience. They boxed with an imaginary figure and looked straight at Dragon while they did. "It's on." They muttered.
"In the other corner, The notorious Dragon Chan!" His smirk grew wider, as he threw a few warning punches. He looked at Y/N, and gestured that he was ready. The bell rang and the two fighters went to the middle of the ring, eager to fight. "Fight!" The referee yelled.
Y/N hit him with a blow to his face, which Dragon tried to counter with a punch headed straight for them. Y/N ducked his attack, and delivered an uppercut, making Dragon unsteady, they hit him with two more punches. Once Dragon regained some balance, he countered with a jab to Y/N's jaw, which followed a hit to Y/N's ribs, earning a groan from the fighter. 'Ow.' Y/N thought.
Y/N tried to catch him off-guard with a hook, but Dragon blocked it in time. With him countering with another blow to Y/N's face. Y/N hit him with a punch to the face. However, he got them back, by targeting their ribs. "Told you I wouldn't go easy." He muttered. Dragon's punches were swiftly dodged by Y/N, and his face was met with one of their uppercuts, effectively dizzying him. The uppercut was followed with three more punches, before Dragon was out of his dizzy trance.
Y/N tried punching him again, only for it to get blocked. Dragon taunted them, and they immediately went for his ribs. They went for it again, but he was ready for the attack so he blocked it. Y/N hit him with another uppercut, but this time they alternated their punches that followed, with them putting more strength into the last one. Their opponent responded with a hoot, before returning back to his balance.
The two tested the waters with each other, some punches hit, some didn't. Y/N noticed that Dragon was open and hit him with a punch to the face, sending him to the other side of the ring. "Huyaoo..." He exclaimed as he hit the floor. The referee counted to 5, till Dragon went back to fight. He went towards the middle again, with a newly awakened fire inside.
"ę°ę²äø¹ē°ę³!" His cornerman shouted at him in a foreign language. Dragon nodded as he crouched down, and jumped up. Surprising Y/N with a kick, they got hit. He kicked like lightning. Dragon kicked again, this time on the other side, but Y/N dodged it. This time, the crowd cheered. They hollered louder when Dragon jumped on the ropes, he jumped to the other and leaped straight towards Y/N to kick them.
Y/N ducked the kicks, and the audience cheered. Dragon repeated the move, and Y/N ducked again. Dragon went back to the middle of the ring, impressed. Y/N let their guard down for a second and got hit square on the face. "Oooh." The crowd said. Y/N countered with another of their uppercuts, followed by another array of hits with the last one being the strongest. Dragon hit them back with a jab to their ribs. Y/N grew restless, and was staggering, Dragon noticed this and smiled.
They tried dodging his attacks until they could regain some energy to attack, but some of Dragon's punches landed. The two were catching their breaths, panting. Sweat fell from both of them. Dragon lunged forward and hit them again. Causing them to get dizzy. Dragon stared at them for a few seconds, before shaking his head with a red face. Y/N took note of this. 'It's probably from the punches.' They thought.
Y/N's energy was replenished. They hit him with a hook to the ribs, and they decide to alternate hands between punches, aiming for his jaw. The last punch sent Dragon flying to the corner of the ring. The referee counted and Dragon stumbled while getting up at the count of 3, but he managed to get up as the ref counted to 5. He smirked at them.
"Fight!" The referee shouted. Dragon got ready to meditate, but Y/N delivered a body blow before he could. As for the punches that followed, Dragon blocked all of them. "He's more alert." Y/N thought. As he went forward to hit them, they surprised him with a hard punch to the jaw. Followed by another one. He tried to catch his breath and at least try to hit them, but it was like they had a newly-ignited flame of energy inside.
They delivered a very hard-hitting uppercut, harder than the last punches. And he went down for the count. Y/N widened their eyes, and jumped for joy as the referee shouted. "TKO!" The crowd cheered and whistled as Y/N was victorious. They looked at Dragon, who lay unconscious. Sure this was part of the sport, but they couldn't help but feel bad for him. He wasn't the most fair fighter, but he was a very formidable one.
Y/N went to their coach, who hugged them. "Ow, ow. Just got back from a fight." Y/N said to him. "Right, right. Sorry!" He said, pulling out a towel and wiping their sweat. "You showed that lizard who's boss!" He exclaimed. Y/N chuckled before chugging a bottle of water. "Yeah, I did!" They exclaim, punching the air. "Ow. Why did I do that-" They groaned.
As they walked in the locker room, they were startled by Dragon who was inside. He cocked his head out the side, and looked at them. "Did you come here to brag about your win? Typical." He said, still keeping up the facade. "No, I came here for my stuff.." Y/N said, going towards a nearby locker. "Good fight back there, your kicks are really strong!" Y/N told him. "My kicks? Of course they are!" Dragon boasted. "Do the bruises still hurt?" He asked them. "Well, yeah- Especially my stomach you really liked targeting that, don't you.." They said, wincing. "What? It's how I make you dizzy. Like you didn't waste a chance to uppercut me-" He retorted.
Y/N rolled their eyes. "So, what inspired you to kick while boxing?" They asked him out of the blue. Dragon bit his lip. "Well, for most of my life I trained to be a kickboxer. And back when I couldn't speak english very well, having just arrived from Hong Kong. I got invited to the WVBA." He recalled. Y/N listened intently. "Yeah, with the language barrier and all that I had no idea this was a boxing association." Dragon laughed. "But I stick around, 'cause it's the only reason I'm known in the first place..." He muttered.
"So, tell me about yourself." He said to Y/N. "Oh, I'm just a boxer who took up fighting to provide for myself.. And it's always been a dream of mine to box, you know?" Dragon snorted. "Your dream is to get beat up professionally?" He chuckled. "Look who's talking." Y/N responded. "So, why'd you take a break? Was it personal or-" "I just needed to take one, losing to Mac took a huge toll on my mental health." Y/N explained. "Oh, word. Impressive how he just rose up so quickly." Dragon agreed.
The two chatted up a storm in the locker rooms, learning stuff they could've never assumed about the other. All the while they tended to each other's bruises to the best they could. "- And back then I used to get teased for my teeth." Dragon sighed. "Really? I think they're cute." Y/N said, until they realized what they said. Covering their mouth. "Shit, I'm so sorry." Y/N said. Dragon looked at them, and laughed. "Well, thanks for the compliment."
"Man, what time is it-" Y/N pulled out a phone. "Shit! My coach is waiting for me outside-" Y/N said, scrambling to get ready. Dragon lifted an eyebrow. "That guy? Wait, how long have we've been talking?" "A full hour-" Y/N said. "No way, It felt shorter." Dragon was surprised. "Well, the clock doesn't lie, Dragon." Y/N tutted. "Hm. True."
"Anyways, I had a great time with you." Dragon said. "Even though you handed my ass to me in our bout earlier-" Y/N laughed at his words. "How did the floor taste?" They snarked. "Terrible." Dragon answered. "So, if you want- Would you maybe join me for a bite at that bakery?" Y/N fidgeted with their hands. "I'd like that." Dragon told them. "So, maybe next week?" Dragon nodded. "Yeah, sure. If you're free." He winked. "So, it's a deal!" Y/N exclaimed.
"Gotta go, since my coach is probably mad at me for being late-" Y/N said, rushing out the door. "Oh, and Dragon? Cute hair!" They managed to yell out, before running. "Cute hair.. Wait, Huh-" And they were off in a flash. Dragon sighed. "Weird fighter.." He shook his head. "But can't wait for that date.."
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