Give me your Lips

Fists an lips

Kongpob POV

When I enter the agreed meeting place at 8 o'clock in the evening and approach the place where Forth was lying bleeding on the ground this morning, I can make out Arthur's silhouette.

I was looking forward to our meeting. Why? Because I'm going to show him that he can't mess with me. He just marches into our territory and challenges me, that alone is reason enough to teach him a lesson.

After a few steps I am already facing him, the rage he radiated this afternoon is still there.

I am a little surprised that none of Forth's men are around, since they have followed him everywhere the last weeks. I wonder if I walked into a trap.

"You're late." He says in his cold voice.

"Since this isn't a date, it doesn't matter. I can beat you to a pulp even if I'm not on time." I answer him and watch his reaction.

He grinds his teeth in rage. Maybe I should tease him a little more, then the victory will be as good as mine.

"How is Forth?" I ask casually. Arthit clenches his hands into fists and starts trembling with rage. I grin inside myself, that is the reaction I needed.

"Let's get started, I don't want to have to see your face any longer." He says and goes into attack position.

Then we let the games begin.

I stop and raise my arms in defense while Arthit comes running towards me and starts hitting me indiscriminately.

Exactly what I thought, the rage he feels blinds him and he deals punches, but leaves his defense completely open.

I duck and dodge as he starts to kick me. His punches and kicks are powerful but uncoordinated.

As he kicks with his right leg after my head, I duck and sprint forward and my fist lands in his stomach. He buckles and has to gasp for air.

He is certainly not a bad fighter when he is in his right mind.

I get up and look down on him, I have my victory as good as in my pocket.

If I hadn't already celebrated my victory in my mind, I could have dodged the fist.

Arthit jumps up surprisingly and gives me another right heel. I stagger back, more surprised than it is by the force of the blow.

With my right hand I rub my jaw, slowly it becomes annoying.

Slowly Arthit gets fully upright and looks at me, holding one arm over his belly.

"Do not underestimate me. Even though you may be better, I will not give up easily." Arthit says with clenched teeth.

I grin at him defiantly. "I haven't even started."

Then I grab him and he looks at me in horror and can only lift his arms to protect his face. I move quickly, payback time.

My punches are not as uncoordinated as his and he just ducks and holds his arms up.

He just staggers backwards. This is now my chance to put an end to it all.

I give him a strong kick against his raised arm that protects his face and he falls to the ground. This time I lose no time and grab him by the collar of his t-shirt and pull him up so that his face looks into mine. Then I give him a right heel against his jaw and he goes down for good.

I wait a moment until my breathing calms down and I slowly crouch down and bring his face very close to mine. His lip is bleeding again, this time more than this morning.