The Gang Leader's Iris

25// Not my first time

"When can I fight?" I ask Angel, bouncing on the balls of my feet.

"Tonight," he answers. "at 7 o'clock. Ian, you or Kyle will bring her here and take her home. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." Ian nods.

"I have business to attend to, be back by 6:30." Angel says, returning to the papers in front of him. Ian and I walk out of the office together and to his car in silence.

"What do you wanna do?" I ask, buckling my seatbelt. "We have 4 hours to kill."

"First, go to your house and pickup your clothes and stuff. Then, we can go to my mom's house, since it's her weekend."

"Ok." I agree. "Is James back from school?"

"I don't know." he shrugs.

"Can we go to the Hole instead?" I ask after a few minutes of silence.

"If you want." He says, stopping at a red light.

"I do." I nod.

"Than we shall." he says, stepping on the gas. We make it to my house and I get my things for later together.

"To the Hole!" I shout, getting back in the car. Ian chuckles and starts the car, heading in the direction of the mountains.

"What's your favorite flower?" I ask Ian as we walk through the rose meadow.

"Irises." he says, plucking a flower from the ground.

"Really?" I ask, shocked.

"Yeah my mom used to plant them in our front garden. She would always save one and give it to me to take care of for the year. She would say 'If you keep this alive for a year that means you've grown. You've learned more about faith, hope, wisdom, admiration, and courage. You'll be a better person as long as you take care of this beauty.'" He says, a small smile hinting at his lips. "I miss that."

"Well I can be your Iris." I smile, taking his hand in my own ad squeezing it.

"You already are, Cupcake." he smiles back, intertwining our fingers.

"Hmm." I trail, walk further into the meadow with Ian still by my side. "So I'm the Gang Leader's Iris?"

"That's a rather official title." he smirks.

"Yep." I nod.

"I like it." he says, looking down at me.

"So do I." I agree, as we reach the water of the hole. I take a seat on the rock and Ian joins me.

"Hey, cupcake?" Ian peeps.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"I'm glad, I get to have a be Iris." he comments.

"I'm glad, I get to be your Iris." I retort.

~*~

"Are you ready?" Diego asks, in a deep voice.

"Are you set?" Tia asks, not give me a chance to answer Di.

"To win?" Trevor continues.

"Yes." I chuckle, as Kyle finishes wrapping my knuckles.

"You're gonna do great." Mags smiles. "This girl is easy, I've fought her before."

"Thanks, Mags." I smile back.

"Kay guys, Boss doesn't want you to be back here with her." Kyle says.

The four of them all sigh and wave to me as they walk out of my room. Saying things along the lines of "You better win, so I can get my money!" and plain "Don't lose!"

"You ready?" Kyle asks, once everyone is gone.

"Yeah." I nod, practicing punches on the punching bag.

"Need anything?"

"No." I retort.

"Ian and I will be on the other side of the ropes." he informs. "I'll bring water for when it's over."

"Thanks, Ky." I say, taking a break from the bag.

"No problem." He smiles.

"You ready?" Ian asks, walking in.

"Yeah." I nod, drinking the last of my water.

"Kick ass baby girl." Kyle whispers in my ear, before walking out.

"You can back out if you want." Ian says, once the door shuts behind Kyle.

"Nah." I wave him off.

"Right." he sighs. "Just don't get hurt." I nod, slipping on my robe. "I meant what I said earlier about taking care of you."

"I know."

"So don't get hurt." he repeats.

"I will try my hardest." I say, chuckling a bit. "But remember this is not my first time."

"Yeah," he sighs. "I know."

We walk out of the room and towards the crowd of people. "I'll be fine."

"I'm sure you will." he nods, doing a once over on me. "Now, kick some ass." He walks away toward Kyle and I walk to the ring.

*Ian's POV*

"Did you tell her?" Kyle asks.

"Tell who, what?" I retort, my eyes searching the bar.

"Tell Iris-." he says.

"No." I deadpan, cutting him off and continuing to search the crowd of drunks.

"Don't you think she should know?" He asks, glaring at me.

"It would only stress her out." I retort. "She would probably back out."

"How much longer?" Kyle sighs.

"Five minutes." I mutter, glancing at my watch before going back to worriedly searching the crowd.

*Iris POV*

"Five more minutes." a guy, that must work for Angel, says.

I nod and go back to punching and kneeing the bag. After a few swings I stop and down an entire water bottle.

Once it's time the same guy from before leads me into the ring. "Okay, ladies, I want good clean fight. That means one round, no weapons and you stop when I say so. Got it?" He looks from me to the bottle red with blue eyes and we both nod. "Lets get this started than." He steps back and exits the ring before blowing a whistle.

The girl charges me as soon as he blows the whistle. A big mistake. I slide to the right and put my arm out, clothes lining her. She falls on her back and groans before trying to get up. Before she can stand up straight, I throw a punch to her jaw causing her to stumble back. She composes her self and sends a punch towards my face. I duck and she hits air, when I pop back up I jab her in the stomach sending her back into the net. My feet carry me to her and I straddle her and start punching her nonstop. She's only able to get a few punches to my side. I pause to see her bloody face with her big eyes staring back at me and capture her wrists in my hands. I smirk and punch her one last time, in the nose, knocking her out.

I stand up to brush myself off and the dude from earlier lifts my arm claiming me the winner. My eyes search the crowd until they land on a familiar persons face.

Ian and Kyle enter the net and walk with me back to the room. "Kyle can you get my prize money?" I ask, once we reach the room.

"Yeah." he nods, heading out.

"I saw Tommy." I whisper, just as Ian opens his mouth to say something. "Tommy is here."