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(FF7)7th Heaven Fight Club(godfang+Anjeru)

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Midgard was still a city falling apart, but Tifa did her best to make it feel like home. The martial arts fighter, after the incident with Kadaj and his brothers, had retired again to help Cloud run their delivery business. She had what most people would call a family, with Marlene and Denzel, but it wasn't all smiles. In fact, at times it frustrated the busty, black haired girl. Why? Because the man she loved as the most clueless creature she had ever come across. Everyone knew how she felt about the spiky haired fighter, except him. Cloud played it off as if he had no idea she had feelings for him - it wouldn't surprise her if he actually didn't know. Marlene and Denzel even called him dad and, even though they called her mom, he still made no hint to even being aware of her. This caused her large amounts of frustration.

One day, when the frustrations had become more than she could handle, Tifa decided she needed a way to vent or else something bad would happen. She made flyers for what she called "7th Heaven Fighter's Club" where fighters could come to test their skills. Tifa established it beneath the city, making it an underground fighters circuit - save the few flyers she passed, the clubs whereabouts were spread by mouth to mouth communications. It became a popular thing among the city's thugs and 'bad' boys, giving Tifa the chances she needed to fight to help her curb her anger at Cloud.

Tonight was one such night that she needed to vent and vent badly. Tifa had dressed up and made dinner for Cloud, only to have him ditch her. When she called his cell, she, of course, only got his voicemail. She felt like a fool; he had probably changed his mind again and just didn't feel like telling her for fear of being a disappointment to her. Tifa wore her old clothes tonight, the white top, black skirt, straps, and boots. She tied her hair in the long tail she used to have and today she brought her best pair of fingerless black leather gloves.

When she reached the club beneath the city, the fighting was already well under way. A group of three thugs were taking on a formidle young warrior. She knew instantly the one would take out the three. Tifa had a sense about these things and, as she predicted, the thugs were on the ground bleeding in moments. The young woman padded her way to the center as the the thugs were dragged off and asked for any challengers to her title as the clubs ultimate fighter.

A beefy, 6 foot 4 man stepped forth in thugs gear to challenge her - probably one of those defeated thugs' friends, she thought. He came at her as soon as the music started, throwing a punch at her head. She dropped quickly and swung her leg out in a wide arc to trip the man. He fell, but flipped back onto his feet in a mere second. Tifa brown eyes narrowed and she smiled slowly; perhaps she'd get a decent work out tonight.
 
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Kai was, and is a warrior at heart. Not content with his life as a Turk, He seeked out thrills at the most primal level, those of pure unarmed combat. Since the dawn of time, men and beast alike, knew what it meant to fight. To survive against someone or something bigger, stronger, was the mark of a true survivor in those times, and the pride of being one, was something all men covet. Even before he was a turk, Kai was a survivor. Born in the streets of Junon, he was getting into fights everyday. It seems to be a logical choice when he was recruited into the military. Around this time, Weapon attacked Junon, and it was due to his heroic effort in fixing the jammed canon mechanism, that the huge gun affectionately known as 'Sister Ray' was able to fire, taking out the weapons head.

Ever since the war with Sephiroth was over, Kai was transfered to the turks, doing many missions on behalf of Shin Ra, in an attempt to keep order. Working as a turk, however, was different from being a soldier. It was about politics, and things that happens behind closed doors. Sometimes he wonders if he lost that survival instinct when he started doing this. It was when he heard of the underground fighting club in the slums that Kai felt his inner beast awakening. He would leave his turk suit behind, and came in, a humble fighter, eager to hone his skills. And said skills turned out to be far above his own expectations. During the course of three days, he has defeated no less than twenty fighters, each a veteran of the establishment. He can feel himself awakening to his primal side with each victory, and his nickname of 'The Fangs of God' was a testament to the respect he had earned.

He never once, fought Tifa though. Tifa was somewhat a legend amongst turks, as the woman had survived, and even bested some of the best senior turks in combat, during the war with Sephiroth. Kai himself had heard stories about her skills, and today he's seeing them first hand. Sitting like a king, somewhere in the back, he took in her every movement, her every sway, fascinated by her in a pure way. Not once did his eye focused on her bouncing breast, or her shapely behind. He saw her as a fighter, and gave her due respect.

"Hey, fangs, You wanna have a go at her?" Asked one of the fighter that people called 'Hammer' due to his habbit of ground and pounding his opponents.

"Yes" Kai said with a predatory grin.
 
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Tifa ducked under the heavy thug's fist as it came towards her face. Her arm curved in, elbow on her hip, one knee planted firmly against the floor. Pushing herself up with her outstretched foot, she put her full weight into the thrust of her fist as she uppercutted the thug squarely in his jaw. Blood burst from his mouth and nose as the thug flew back away from her, straight into the onlooking crowd.

She straightened herself as the thug struggled to get up from the wriggling pile of bodies. When he did, he spat out two teeth among blood, and glared at the busty woman. Tifa only responded with a small smirk. The man looked as if he intended to keep fighting, but his face was a mess and the other places she'd hit on his body were aching unmercifully.

The thug spat again with a growl. "Fine," he snapped, showing his bloody teeth as he spoke, "you win this time, but I'll be back." Then the man slammed people out of his way and left, returning to the slums of the city.

Tifa brushed a locke of raven hair from her dark eyes and peered at the, once again, awe struck onlookers. She was still the undefeated fighter of "7th Heaven Fighter's Club". Her frustration at Cloud had faded a little and she debated returning to the bar, but then she decided to go ahead and accept one more challenge; to make sure she didn't punch the man she loved squarely in the face whenever it was that he did return home.

"I'll accept one more challenge," she said to the people. "Any takers?"
 
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She is indeed impressive. A good fighter with both speed and power. Her technique, it seems to him, is not one perfected through hours of training, but one developed in war. When her punch connected, Kai half grinned half flinched. Such a nice impact. No way the thug is recovering from that. Hell, if HE got hit like that, he might not get up. As the thug went out, he and a couple of other people in the crowd patted him on the shoulder, telling him that he fought well. He didnt seem to care though.

When Tifa offered to fight one more person, it wasnt Kai who was excited the most, it was hammer. The man began jumping around and punching him on the shoulder. "Come on Fangs! Go! Give us a fight to talk about!" He said in his high pitched voice. Hammer is somewhat of the local announcer-slash-bookie, and he does his best to get people excited about a fight, giving people nicknames and such. 'Fangs' was Kai's nickname, because apparently his canine is quite prominent, and he was also very sharp in the ring.

"I'll take that challenge" Came Kai's reply to the girls offer. He walked towards the center as people began murmuring. Hammer got on top of a crate and started his usual announcing antics.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the main event of the evening! The challenger, the unbreakable fangs of god, goes up against the seventh-heaven-sensation! Kai Versus Tifa! Get your bets right here folks, this ones gonna be good!"

Unphased by the commotion, Kai simply extended his arm, offering his knuckle to Tifa in a gesture of sportsmanship, much like how a boxer would touch gloves before a fight. His short cropped hair damp with perspiration after a good fight earlier, and as he threw his shirt to a nearby crate, the lights fell upon his powerfull torso. Scars criss crossed the chisseled abs and chest, showing that he had more fights than most people here, and those fights werent simply for sports.
 
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Tifa had to supress the urge to smile at Hammer's excitement of the upcoming feat. He had always been one to rile the crowds and she appreciated it; if the crowd was excited, it helped to get the adrenaline surging through her blood. The fights here were almost like an orgasm to her. She was always shaking, covered in perspiration, and pleasurably sated when she returned home.

As 'Fangs' stepped into the fighter's circle, Tifa tapped her knuckles to his in response; good, a warrior who knew to respect. This would be a nice change of pace from the normal thugs that frequented her club. Not that she minded when they did, they made a good target for the venting of Tifa's frustrations. After what Cloud had pulled earlier in this evening, Tifa's frustrations were still running hot.

The young woman's brown eyes took note of the man's scarred abdomen; this didn't surprise her. Most of the warriors who fought here had scars, including her. It was just that Tifa carried a lot more emotional scars, over physical ones. As Fangs stood before her, the 7th heaven sensation, Tifa began to grow excited the way that warrior's do when faced with a challenge. She slipped into her trademark fighter's stance, holding her balled up fists at chin level - her legs widened out, the left slightly farther back the her right. She pulled in tight, lowering her shoulders. Beginning to pass her weight from one foot to the other, she bobbed, the long raven lockes of her hair following her every movement.

"Ready to begin?" she asked, both to Kai and to Hammer; Hammer wasn't the club's official announcer, but Tifa let the man have his way as she held great affection for the formidable fighter. This would be the last fight in which she would be present and Hammer was always excited to see her fight.
 
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The crowd was beggining to get excited, yet the fight hasnt even begun. Kai is somewhat an attention whore at heart, and ever since he was a kid, he would always do things with a certain flair, a certain swagger. Fights were no different. He faced the crowd and stomped his foot on the ground, urging them to do the same. In a matter of seconds the whole room caught on, and a heavy rythm filled the room.

"Readyyy, go!" Hammer yelled out with all his might, and the crowd errupted. Despite all that, and his previous swagger, Kai played it safe. He had too much respect and common sense to just swing wildly at Tifa. His stance is high and light, bouncing around on the balls of his foot. His first few offense, were like foreplays, not meant to finish her off in any ways, but to set her up for the climax.

"And the chalengger starts out with jabs and low kicks! Jabbing! Jabbing! Patient like a predator!" Yelled Hammer as Kai's hands moved in quick stinging motions while he circles around her. It was a dance, a ritual, and when he would do a slightly more forcefull display by throwing a low kick at her long luscious legs, the crowd would react like they saw a knockout punch. Such is the combination of Tifa's legendary mystique, and the charisma and respect of the newcomer.

"This is just the start folks! As we all know, Fangs is used to doing it all night!" Hammer said once more
 
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The legendary fighter she may be, but she couldn't help the smirk that came across her face at Fangs display to rile up the crowds. She liked that the patrons were so enthusiastic for their display of skill, percision, technique, and just plain fighting ability. Tifa was well known for her own abilities, and for her part in the saving of the world not once, but twice from the maniacal plots that belonged to the Great General Sephiroth. No one had dared stand up to the mad man, but she and her friends had. That alone, that she had come out alive from that battle, made her legendary.

As Fangs circled her, she returned each jab with one of her own of equal skill and power. As his kick swept out towards her long, pale legs, Tifa dove, not under, but over his leg and, as she landed, she rolled and leapt back to her feet in a matter of seconds. Tifa's fists were quick to send return jabs at his abdomen and chest, just little indicators of the real power she held behind her fists.

The crowd was riled, stomping their feet and roaring loudly now. Tifa's show of agility had only served to rile them even more. Half of the crowed were cheering her on, but the other half was cheering on her opponent. She had heard of Fangs before, but never had she witnessed his abilities first hand. Now that she was, she could see how the man had gotten such a reputation in her fighter's circle.
 
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A few of her offense, grazed him, and he can feel the stinging pain on the parts of his body her attacks almost landed on. Though it was less than a minute after they started, he felt like they have been doing this forever, completely immersed in the fight. Nothing outside of this fight mattered, or even existed to him. Sweat began to appear on his brows, not because he is tired, for his stamina would put horses to shame, but due to the intense concentration.

This fight, he felt safe. He could be the warrior he wants to be, without risking his life. This fight, is his comfort zone. A haven amongst the chaotic life of a Shin-Ra enforcer. Simple pleasures are hard to come by in Midgar. You cant walk in the fields, or fish and cook your catch over an open fire. You cant sleep on the open beach and watch the stars. Hell you can barely see the sky due to the polutions. This is his simple pleasure. This fight, and every other one, its just as relaxing as all the pleasures of a simple life.

When Kai shot a high kick towards her, it was as the moment of penetration in sex. Rough, sudden, signaling that playtime is over, and its now time to pick up the pace. The kick seemed slower than most, but in that illusion, lies a perfection. From the twist of his hips, to the follow through, the flawless kinetic linking from the point of contact with the ground, all the way to the whipping motion of his legs, the kick could not have had better form.
 
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A light sheen of perspiration began to glisten across the fighter's pale skin as she did her best to avoid his jabs. She too, however, could avoid them all and when they connected, she got a good indication of the power his own fists held. Tifa was beginning to realize she didn't need to hold back against her newest challenger.

His high kick came at her and she ducked to the side, but not quite quick enough. He struck her shoulder and she winced, sliding back from the impact, though she managed to keep her balance. The spot he struck began to ache unmercifully and Tifa knew he wasn't playing around anymore, so she knew she shouldn't either. Tifa kicked off the ground and dashed at him the agility she was so well known for. She slid low, before placing her hand onto the ground. Her brown eyes narrowed as her arm ached in response, but she ignored it and pushed herself off the ground with her hand. Her foot came up at him as she twisted her lithe body to strike his side with her well known "dolphin kick".

The crowd watched as the fight intensified; the fact alone that he had managed to strike the Legendary Tifa was amazing to the on lookers. A many a pair of eyes watched Tifa move in on him in mere seconds, widening as she pulled a signature move against 'The Fangs of God'. It seemed they were done playing.
 
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14 years ago

"Do you see those Dolphins Kai?"

The young boy shielded his eyes from the sun, trying to see what Zangan was pointing at. Out in the lagoon, sleek powerfull figures jumped up through the water, making small rainbows around them as they seemingly launched themselves with grace. The boy smiled widely, as only a young boy can, amused at the wonders that nature held.

"Yeah, beautifull fish arent they?"

"Not really a fish, but yes, they are beautifull" Zangan answered with a chuckle.

Its been a week since Zangan decided to teach the young boy how to fight. Today, he took him to a lagoon near Junon to show him something. "Now how do you think they jump so high, off the water, when they dont even have feet?" Zangan asked, drawing a confused frown from the dark haired boy. Zangan motioned him to watch from the side, as he went into a stance. "This is how.."

Present day

His eyes went wide as he covered up. There was no time to avoid her, no time to dodge the masterfull technique that was shown to him a long time ago. He knew it was going to be a big impact, and she didnt dissapoint. Her strike sent a shockwave throughout his entire body, lifting him a few inches of the ground. He struggled just to absorb it and land back on his feet.

The second he landed, Kai's mind went to auto-pilot. He went to a sequence know as 'Beat rush'. Zangan taught him many things, but this is the basic. A flurry of punches flew Tifa's way as the turk rushed forward, pushing back the confusion about seeing Zangans technique used by this girl.
 
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replied. Im really getting into this, and i think it can go beyond just a hentai rp, and become a good story on its own :D
 
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(I agree. ^^; Also, I goofed a little. Tifa has two limit breaks that I was thinking of: Waterkick and Dolphin Blow. So, I'm gonna say that Zangan had made a secret technique that he only taught the two of them, a cross of the two which would equal out to Dolphin Kick.)

The succession of her attack came as no surprise to the 26-year-old fighter; Zangan had taught it to her because of her mastership over his other techniques. However, Fangs was quick to recover and came at her with a flurry of punches that looked a lot like her own "Beat Rush" manuever. This caused the woman to faulter a moment and one of the punches caught her abdomen, causing her to fly up and back. As she recoiled from the blow, she flipped and landed on her feet.

Breathing hard now, Tifa contemplated if it was indeed the move she thought it was. Brown eyes narrowed again and her black hair clung to perspiration covered skin. She was going to have to test the thoery; going at him with two attacks, instead of one. If he reacted the way she thought he would, she wouldn't succeed with one of the moves. The woman bounced on the balls on her feet, her body beginning to ache faintly, buying a moment of rest.

Then it came. She kicked off her back foot and darted forward, weaving to the side to attempt to slam into him with the full force of her body; a watered down version of the "Meteodive". If he dodged the technique the way that Zangan had taught her to dodge it, she would miss and slide across the ground to spin around and grab his leg. If that did indeed succeed, she'd jump into the air a good six feet with a push of her strong legs, twirling around to throw him back into the ground with "Meteor Strike." However, she did not use her full strength on this, as it would have been strong enough to kill a person. If anything, he would be quick enough to find a way to alter his fall to a point where it caused minimal damage. Especially if he were a student of Zangan, like she suspected he might be.
 
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As the fight became a grappling contest, the crowd suddenly roared, some in excitement, some in worry. The reason Kai earned the nickname 'The Fangs of God' was due to his wrestling skills, which was the focus of his training with Zangan. He wasnt the most agile fighter, Zangan saw it, and tried to focus on his strengths instead. He shifted his weight forward as Tifa tried to pick him up, dropping his center of gravity to make it impossible for her to gain leverage. Now he is practically lying on her shoulder as they both lie on the ground, his right arm wrapping her neck in a tight guilotine choke that didnt get completely through, but was still hard to get out of.

"Tifa went in for a slam! Bad move, but can she get out of it!?"

With the momentum of the fight slowing down to a ground contest, Fangs began to shine. He gave a couple of shots to her ribs. The shots werent powerfull, due to the awkward position, and the inability to get a good kinetic link going, but it was meant to wear her down.

His flashyness may prove to be Kai's undoing in this match though, as he attempted a fancy spinning move that would get him a mounting position on her back if it succeded, but the complexity of it means she has an opening to sneak away
 
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It appeared there was more to this fighter than she had originally percieved she thought as he put her into the choke. She took the shots he dealt, letting him wear her down but also giving her room to retaliate when the chance arose. And it did - Fangs began to live up to his reputation of flair as he did a complex spin to end up on her back. Grinning, Tifa dropped flat to the ground and rolled out of the way, causing him to land on his feet where she had been.

"You're a lot better than I first anticipated," Tifa said as she fell back into stance. "But I think your petinance for flair in battle could cause your loss."

She talked tough, but she too was beginning to wear down. The two adept fighters had been at this for awhile and if they didn't finish it soon, both were likely to drop. She bolted forward again, this time using her own faster version of "Beat Rush". As he moved to block, she planted her hand on his shoulder and flipped, spinning around to send a kick into his side she hadn't struck yet.
 
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The crowd stopped cheering, afterall, how can they cheer if they cant even breathe? The fight captivated them, it was action, drama, suspense, all in one. A beautifull story being told by the visceral clash of limbs and bodies. Like lovers racing towards the furious climax of their lovemaking, the intensity was off the hook. The contrast of style was very apparent, yet seemingly a perfect fit for each other. The gracefull, agile movements of Tifa, the powerfull, high impact moves of Kai. One was all the atributes of a woman, while the other a man. Some watched with jaws dropped as the two exchanged offenses.

He didnt even dodge Tifa's kick, tightening his muscles to absorb the blow, catching her legs right after it damn near broke his ribs. Any other man would fall from one or two of Tifa's strike, but not this one. Not the unbreakable fangs of god. His legs went to hook her remaining one, pushing her forward and tripping her, as he tries to get a front mount.

Perhaps its the adrenaline, or just the way her shirt clung to her sweaty sexy body, but for one micro-second, Kai had a flash of her image, on all four, being ravaged by him all night long, but he pushed the image away and with a roar, pushed forward with all his might, wanting to finish this now.
 
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Tifa heard the crunch of his ribs straining to not snap from the sheer force of her blow and gave out a small gasp of surprise as he hooked her free leg to cause her to fall to the ground. Now, she wasn't a sore loser, and really, if she lost to this man, it wouldn't be so bad. However, the sheer pleasure she was getting out this match kept her going despite the aches in her body. Sweaty, hot, gasping for breath - it was like they'd been having sex, not fighting. Really, this moment, was giving her the rush of her life.

She planted her hand squarely on the floor as she fell back and, using his hold on her to her advantage, she used every bit of strength she had to flip and slam him into the ground; this wouldn't be too terribly strong due to the positioning as well as the strain on Tifa's lithe and slim form. The adrenaline kept her going and as he hit the ground, she leaned over and pressed her arm across his throat, using her body's remanining strength to try and keep him pinned.

Panting, she peered down at this amazing fighter with her brown, fire lit eyes. She grinned subtly and leaned down to whisper, "I think we'll be going at this all night."
 
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Her quick response did caught him off guard, and the way he used his momentum showed him how calm and collected she is. As she pressed her fore-arm down on his throat, he thought to himself that if she is Zangans student, then she must have had a completely different training method than him. The forearm choke, though simple, needed to be applied perfectly, with every body part being in the right place. And even then it would still have some openings that a master in the art of grappling can take advantage of. Luckily for him, thats what he is.

He shifted his body weight to one side, feinting, then all of a sudden threw it the other way, using the small opening on her outer side to reverse it, mounting the lovely woman, and throwing some ground and pound offense her way. If she was indeed trained in grappling by Zangan, then she would go to the guard position, and wrap her legs around his chisseled midsection. It would be a very sexual position if a man and woman ever do it, but it was a technique designed to keep the opponent immobile, and unable to move around.

After trying a few hammering punches, he tries to pin her arm over her head. Anyone else watching would find this bout to be erotic in nature, but if they thought of it that way, the crowd didnt show it. Afterall this was two of the best going at it, and to them, this is a display of martial arts in the highest level, and their appreciation to it allowed them to watch with pure hearts.

It was clearly the furious race to the climax, an orgasm waiting to explode, but who will give in first?
 
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Though she had been trained by Zangan in the ways of martial arts, Tifa had adapted her own style over the years to add to what she had learned. This gave her the ability to adapt quickly in battle. The offense came at her quickle and she fell into the defense, wrapping her legs around his midsection in a scissor lock to hold him immobile. When he went to pin her arms, she grabbed his wrists in her hands and held him off.

At this point, it was who ever faulted first. Neither could move and had to grapple for leverage over their contender. As she narrowed her brown eyes to peer up at his, breathing hard, sweaty, and pumped with adrenaline - it occured to her the position that they were in. Oddly enough with how riled she was, it didn't bother her. It actually put an erotic picture of them writhing across sweat drenched, tangled silk sheets.

Suddenly, the music stopped and the club's lookout began to be heard over the speakers that Tifa had meticiously wired around this spot. "ShinRa has caught wind of the action and have dispersed troops. Evacuate now!"
 
"God damnit!" Kai cursed aloud. "I almost had you!". He was more annoyed than scared that Shin-ra troops were on their way. He's a Turk, it would be easy to find an excuse, send them off, get them off his back. Soldiers, unlike their all capital letter counterpart 'SOLDIER', are about as low as you can be within Shin-ra. Theyre the grunts, the expendable people who are thought off as assets rather than employee's of the huge coorporation. Their pay would be less impressive than even the most lowly of paper pushers in the office. He would know. He was one of them. And god forbid he would give his former comrades any trouble. No, Kai may be up high now, in the company of the Turks, but he never forgot where he came from.

"Come on, lets go. Best not to fight them, some of the guys here arent ready for real combat yet." He told her, as he got up. Hammer was already running to the exit, his street-savy had saved him from many encounters with the law, and he's used to running away from them. "Come on! Follow Hammer! He'll lead you out!" The fighter ordered the crowd, a hint of his old military ways shone through in the way he is directing the chaos. This was of course nothing compared to the mess that was Junon during the Weapon attack, but the men werent trained soldiers like those in Junon.

He kept his cool, picking up his shirt and shoes, wearing them cassually as his eyes met the brown orbs of Tifa. "All night huh? Maybe next time?"
 
She, too, was frustrated at the sudden interuption of the best fight she'd participated in, well, a long time. As they both rose from the ground, she began to feel the aches that the adrenaline had pushed off. Tifa could ignore it, not wanting to show weakness among the fighters. She waved out the fighters, knowing that, even though she was on decent terms with President Rufus and the Turks, there was no gaurentee about the Shin-Ra Soldiers; especially since she was running an underground fighter's circuit.

Those dark brown orbs returned the man's stare as he adressed her and she couldn't help the small smirk that crossed her luscious lips. "I'll look forward to it, then." Is what she replied, before turning on her heel to follow the crowd out. Her long, pale legs carried her effortlessly and after a moment, the famous beauty was gone from his sight.

Tifa managed to return home on her sprint, though, when she got to her room, she fell across her bed with a groan, her whole body aching pleasurably. It really had been a long time since she had such a fulfulling fight and she couldn't wait for the rematch, allbeit she needed rest first.

Her eyes fluttered shut and before long, the young woman was asleep. The night was long and restless, as she tossed and turned, the mysterious man who rivaled her invading her dreams, taunting her, fighting her, challenging her with that god-like stance, even caressing her.

It was unlikely that she should be able to push 'The Fangs of God' from her mind any time soon.
 
"Hey Rookie, what are you waiting for?"

Reno's lazy voice woke Kai up from his daydreaming. He just cant seem to stop replaying the fight in his head. He remembered every single second, and spent his night thinking about what could he have done better, why he didnt get a decisive win once the game went into a grappling match, but above all, he wondered why on earth did she use Zangan's technique. Even with the lovely senior turk Elena writhing under him, complimenting his size and stamina, his mind was on the seventh heaven sensation, and the incredible match they had. The two have had casual sex a few times, and has a good friendship going on. After the bout with Tifa, Kai was in desperate need to get rid of his excess energy and adrenaline. Elena couldnt be happier.

"You tired from banging Elena arent you? Wuss!" Quipped the fiery haired senior turk.

"Hey, you're just jealous cause all you get to fuck is baldy over there!" Kai shot back, pointing at Rude, Reno's long time work partner. The two were as close as brothers, and in reality, Kai is the one who is jealous over their close-bond, as he himself doesnt have a partner, much less one as reliable as Rude.

Rude stood, cool as ice. The two men throwing insults at each other is now a regular part of his day. Perhaps its because Reno and Kai are quite alike. Both young, both easygoing, and both are intense personalities who doesnt compromise with anyone when it comes to their way of doing things. Eventually, the two stopped yelling, and began laughing like a couple of drunks, even though they havent got any alcohol into their system yet.

"Come on kid, we'll show you this cool bar. The bartender's got boobs the size of rude's head!" Reno Chuckled as he points towards the seventh heaven bar. Realization dawned on Kai's mind, that fate isnt done with him and Tifa yet. As he followed his two seniors, he muttered under his breath.

"They're not THAT big..."
 
"Mama. Mama, wake up!" Came the voice as Tifa's body moved under the soft shaking of small hands.

Tifa yawned and opened her eyes to see Marlene leaning over her. "Morning Marlene." She sat up and stretched languidly, enjoying the pleasurable ache still in her body from the night before. She would be bruised, no doubt about that, but she had given Fangs a run for his money.

"About time you're awake," the young girl said, leaning up and away from her. "I saw Reno from the window, he's coming with Rude again today."

Tifa laughed softly as she got up from the bed to move to her closet. She hadn't managed to change after returning home, she did so now. Her old gear is what she only wore for the nights she went to the fighter's ring, so now she was in her normal leather-like clothes that she'd found were much more comfortable and had been easier to fight in when Kadaj and the others had attacked.

She let her hair down, then smiled as she turned to her daughter, of sorts. "I'm not surprised, those drunks just can't stay away." She laughed again, taking the small girl's hand. "Why don't we go greet them?"

Marlene nodded and the two made their way out of the room and down the stairs to the part of her home that was infamously known as "7th Heaven."
 
"Hey barkeep! Booze!" Reno droned lazily as he bangs the bar table with his gloved hand. Rude, on the other hand, sat on a table near the entrance. It was somewhat unusual that he doesnt sit with Reno, and Kai decided to see why that is. Pulling a chair up in front of the silent turk, Kai sat and felt the ache of his ribs flare. "Hey man.."

While most people other than Reno wouldnt know how to start a conversation with Rude, Kai does. He knew Rude was a boxer the second they met. Its just his instinct, that he notice such small things, like the way Rude puts his weight on the ball of his foot, and how light his step is, Rude, is a textbook boxer. "Seen the title match last week man?" He opened with some sports talk, also textbook male behaviour. As shallow as it seems, some men do bond over their fondness of watching a certain sport.

"Good fight.." He said shortly. Offering Kai a box of chocolate coated breadsticks which he kept in his jacket. Kai's response was that of a man who just saw his friend transform into an alien. Sweets seems like the exact opposite of what Rude would like.

"Rude..You're acting weird, is something wrong?" Kai asked again. Meanwhile Reno is still on the bar, awaiting for the bartender, who hasnt showed up yet.
 
The was the sound of a flurry of footsteps and a moment later, the small, raven haired child came from the hall. She laughed, running up to Reno. "It's uncle Reno! Come to get drunk again already?" The girl teased. "One of these days Mama Tifa is going to ban you."

"Haha! Marlene, be nice," Tifa could be heard saying as she walked out from the same hall, the leather flap part of the back of her skirt flowing behind her. She waved to Reno, eyeing him as she came up behind the bar. "What's it going to be today, yo?" Tifa asked.

Her brown orbs meandered to where she knew Rude would be seated. He always always sitting at the table by the door whenever the Turk came into the bar. Suddenly, the woman's eyes widened as they settled on the man sitting across from Rude.

'The Fangs of God' was a...Turk? It seemed fate had a strange way of making itself known. Quickly, she pushed off her shock, trying to play off that she had no idea who he was.

"Who's the newbie you brought with you, Reno? Thought you only ever came with Rude." She said it with a small laugh, raising her hand to wave at the bald Turk.
 
"Just the usual, Scotch on the rocks." Reno told her in that laid back style of his. As Tifa asked him about the newcomer, he turned around to face Kai, who is currently looking confused at Rude's sudden weird behaviour. The bald headed Turk is looking down at the table nervously, clearly still awkward around Tifa who he had a crush on. Reno shook his head, finding his partners shy demeanour to be amusing.

"New guy, we're showing him the ropes. He's Elena's newest boy-toy!"

At the impromptu introduction, Kai walked up to the bar, still holding a box of the chocolate breadsticks in his hand. "Im Kai. Nice to meet you." He said, his demeanor clearly alot more easygoing than the man she met the night before. Kai's eyes locked onto Tifa's once more, slightly less intense than their last eye-lock.

When he noticed Marlene nearby, Kai smiled. "Helo there little girl! Are you afraid of..Vampires?!" He half-yelled, playfully breaking the breadstick in half and using them as make-shift vampire fangs as he does an exagerated vampire pose. Reno winced, as if the embarasment of being a friend of this man is physically painfull.

"Dork.." He shot out. Kai likes kids. He grew up in an orphanage, his father was the caretaker of the establishment, and as such he is used to working with children. Marlene reminded him of the kids he left back home, and the nostalgia put him in a somewhat melancholic mood.
 
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