CatalinaCats: After weeks talking back and forth, we've finally agree to meet up for a private boxing match. SInce I'm a fitness trainer, I was easily able to get the gym for us to box in late night. The only person there would be there just to ring the bell for us for breaks and check us over during that time. I'm the first to come out of the locker room wearing a purple sprorts bra and matching shorts. Even my gloves are purple. I slip under the ropes and get in my corner...yt
RuroniHS: I have been anticipating this fight for some time now. I was glad you were able to get us a private ring, so we didn't have to break the bank to let loose on each other. I emerge from the locker room wearing a pink and black sports bra and black trunks with a pink stripe. My gloves are a pale pink to match. I duck under the ropes and bounce lightly in my corner. As I roll my shoulders, my toned muscles ripple slightly. You may be a fitness trainer, but I'm in amazing shape. I chomp down on my mouthpiece, ready to go. YT
CatalinaCats: I put my mouth piece in place. The person in charge of the bell is clear to see we're more than ready to go. He assures us he will not interfere until there is a legit knockout. He will also do the counting. I slam my gloves together before I head the DING DING, before coming out of my corner arms raised. Yt
ROUND 1
RuroniHS: I throw a couple jabs in my corner to loosen up. DING. The fight is on. I take an orthodox stance and boldly march out to meet you center ring. I circle you, studying your stance and your body before throwing out a couple quick jabs to probe your defenses. YT
CatalinaCats: I'm amazed as you're taking the more bold approach coming out of the corner. I see why as your punches comes out. I take a couple but block some with my own gloves. I smile, winking at you before sending out a couple of my own jabs to test your defenses. Our leathered gloves swish as we hit each other taking a moment to see how we box. Yt
RuroniHS: Our jabs seem evenly matched. I keep my gloves high, parrying what I can, but a few slip through my defenses. Your jabs definitely have some pepper on them, but nothing I can't handle. After a few exchanges, I feel bold enough to dive in. I sway my body and aim a right hook at your ribs, trying to break down your body to start. YT
CatalinaCats: Even does it so far, but the fight picks up now. I think you're going in for a clinch and my guard dropped slightly, which you seemed to notice as your right hook got my ribs. OOF...My eyes goes wise from the sudden move. I backstep a couple steps, but bounce back slowly going for a left jab to your face to throw off your offense a little....yt
RuroniHS: I grin as my fist thuds into your side. You back off and I can tell from your expression that I hurt you. This small victory emboldens me, and I step forward as you back off. I see your jab coming, but I don't want to let you off the hook. PAF, your fist smacks my right eye. I wince, but loop a left hook under your arm and into your flank. I was confident my left hook would hurt more than your jab, so I was willing to take the hit. YT
CatalinaCats: I love that I hit your pretty face, maybe even blackened the eye, but your speed is just as quick as mine. Our arms wraps up, but yours came with a hot peppered punch right into my flank! I grunt from the punch. "This bitch has one hell of a punch," I think to myself. I know we still have some time in this round as I try to step into you for a clinch....yt
RuroniHS: I'm rewarded with another satisfying thud as I hammer your side. I feel you pull me into a clinch and grunt in frustration as our bodies press against each other. "Heh, tired already?" I taunt through my mouthpiece as I try to sneak in a kidney shot. You'd been stepping back, though, and I press forward in the clinch, trying to muscle you back to the ropes. YT
CatalinaCats: I take the punch to the kidney grunting as I do so. We finally clinch up. "Just getting started, honey." I taunt back as I punch at your sides while we're clinched up. Our guy tells us to break it up as we get a little to close to the ropes. "You heard him...let's see what you really got." Yt
RuroniHS: I give a small grunt from your side punches, but shots at this range don't have much power. I quickly release you when the ref calls break, and get my gloves up right away. I quickly shoot a one-two combo at your face, a snappy jab and a right cross. How would you like that? YT
CatalinaCats: We break and I was prepared for you to come at me fast again. I bring my arms up and take the punches to block my face. This of course leaves my gut unprotected. After your punches I try to fire back with a left hook to your side as you bring your arms back. Hoping to finally crack that armour of yours...yt
RuroniHS: I hammer your guard, growling in frustration that I can't break through your gloves. Perhaps it was my impatience to hurt you but my side was wide open when you smash it. "Nngh..." My right arm lowers slightly and I back off a step. I fire off quick jabs as I back away, trying to keep you at bay while I recover. YT
CatalinaCats: The plan worked as I got through those defenses of yours. You back away and I do try to fire some more jabs at your face as your arm dropped. You must have saw it coming as you send out your own jabs trying to keep me at bay. I block with my own gloves. I know here soon the ref will call for the round. I try to come in fast sending a one to combo to you gut while your right arm is down. Yt
RuroniHS: There is another quick exchange of jabs, then I see you go low for some body shots. I managed to catch my breath from before, and I decide to go high. "Huuf... Urgh!" I groan as your fists pound my firm abs, but with your hands down there, you can't guard my next punch. I wind up and aim a chopping right at your temple, hoping to get the better of the exchange before the ref calls time. YT
CatalinaCats: Maybe I too was in a hurry to put a hurt on you. I got those nice abs of yours, but WHAM....my head is rocked from your chopping right punch! As were close to the ropes, I'm seeing stars turing into them. If it wasn't for them, I might have went down. I stagger there but throw out a jab trying to back you off as the ref rings the bell for round one! DING....I stumble to my corner, you clearly the winner of that round. YT
RuroniHS: I'm satisfied with the results of that round. I didn't get to capitalize on that good punch, but that was okay. I'm sure I earned your respect. I confidently make my way to my stool and sit down, hanging my arms over the middle rope. My body has worked up a nice sweat and my abs are red from your strong blows. I'm a bit winded, but I don't feel hurt. I take several deep controlled breaths to recover for the next round. The ref rings the bell and I'm right back up, ready to pick up where I left off. YT
ROUND 2
CatalinaCats: The ref checks me over from the head punch as I was a bit winded from it. I assure him I'm okay as I drink some water some spill on my bra a bit. My arms aren't drapped over the ropes, but I'm staring daggers at you. Where you do have my respect as I nod to you, there still has to be a winner. The ref rolls out of the ring as I punch my gloves together as the bell rings. I get up off my stool, but this time I come at you slower, wanting you to fight my pace. I circle with you sending out a few jabs again seeing where your weakness is again for round 2
RuroniHS: I'm starting to get used to your rhythm. The same jabs come at me and I'm able to sway back to avoid them. I fire back, but switch things up. Rather than just jabbing, I launch a double left jab, followed by a right straight, hoping to pepper your face with punches early in the round.
CatalinaCats: I was expecting the more lower punches as you did in the first round, but I get rocked hard from the combo you do to my face....peppered you did as I can feel some bruising. I back off a couple of steps, bringing my gloves to my face as I'm rocked. Hurt, but trying to fake you into a move if it works.....yt
RuroniHS: The thudding of my fists against you is so satisfying. I feel like I'm really working you over, and it invigorates me. I see your gloves go up, leaving your body wide open. I wind back with my left and throw a full-body hook towards your liver. I'm totally unaware of your strategy... YT
CatalinaCats: Despite the pain I smiled as you were going for my gut. I sway to the right to avoid the punch and bounce back coming at you with a right uppercut to your chin. "Got to move a bit faster," I taunt. Yt
RuroniHS: My hook misses, leaving me off balance, and I momentarily see stars as your glove absolutely crushes my chin. "Uuuuhh!" I can't taunt back. I can barely get my gloves up to protect my face from further punishment. I stagger backwards until my back hits the ropes. This wakes me up and I curse, bracing myself for your next assault. YT
CatalinaCats: I smile as you don't come back as quick this time and now against the ropes. I give chase at you, faking a right jab back to that pretty face, but instead go back low to abuse your abs with a one two combo before finishing with a left cross to you hip.
RuroniHS: "Mmpf! Uuugh!" This fight suddenly took a very painful turn for me. I groan with every blow to my fit abs, and each hit bounces me back into the ropes. My face contorts with pain. Most boxers would go for a clinch at this point, but I still have my legs and don't want to resort to that just yet. As you finish your combo, I launch a right cross to your jaw, hoping to stun you long enough for me to slip away and circle off the ropes. YT
CatalinaCats: I was ready for my next attack, but that dang speed of yours gets me as your punch catches me in the chin. My head snaps from the blow as I take a couple of steps back. I shake my head and bounce on my feet as I see you trying a comeback...I come at you, arms raised slightly seeing what move you'll make now...yt
RuroniHS: My jaw is hanging open slightly, and I'm breathing heavily. Your body shots have really taken their toll on me. I'm not ready to slug it out just yet, so I use my footwork to circle around you, poking you with sharp jabs when I see cracks in your defense. I just need to catch my breath. YT
CatalinaCats: You dance around me and I take those jabs, and block a couple. I send my own jabs at you trying to get at anything on you. It's clear we have the others respect now. I try to lunge in but the bell sound DING! ROund 2 is over as I go back to my stool smiling as I lean back in the corner. "Girl got some speed," I think. "We could be quite the friends despite the fight rivalry."
RuroniHS: A couple of jabs get through, but you don't move for a kill shot, which I'm grateful for. When the bell rings I feel like I survived, unlike the first round. I slump down on my stool and rest my head on the turnbuckle. "Holy shit, this chick is tough..." I mutter, but I just work on catching my breath. My abs are now thoroughly reddened from the pummeling they took. I sip water and ask our ref to pour some on me to revive myself for the next round. The bell comes sooner than I'd like, but I hoist myself up and bang my gloves. Round 3! YT
ROUND 3
CatalinaCats: "She's still ready to go," I think as I get up off my stool as the bell sounds. Your red abs, and my equally bruised face from your shots as we come out for round 3. I start the round a little faster this time lunging right at you going back to attack those abs again with a quick one two combo following up with a hard left hook to your solar plexes. "You're tough, but I don't think you'll go the full 10, I tuant/laugh through my mouthpiece.' Yt
RuroniHS: I see you charge in to punish my body and bring my arms down to protect them. I can't keep taking blows down there. Your fists pound into my arms, but I can still feel the force through my guard. "Won't need to. You'll be out way before that." My arms guarding low, they're in the perfect position. I swing my right up for a swift uppercut, aimed right at your chin. YT
CatalinaCats: You blocked me which not only surprised me it also stopped my uppercut, but not yours! The punch had some power to it as my head rocks back. I stumble tripping over my feet and drop to one knee. The ref starts his count 1....! On my knees I shake my had but get back up on the count of 4! I'm pisssed I was knocked down first. I glare at you as respect is now tossed to the side for now. I bring my gloves back up as I circle you throwing jabs fast to break your defenses. Yt
RuroniHS: And just like that, I'm right back on top. I head to the neutral corner and take some deep breaths. Hurting you and getting time to recover is a win-win for me. "Should've taken 8," I taunt as I confidently march back towards you. I try to outmaneuver you in footwork. Surely your legs would be shaky after that hit. I sway and parry the jabs that I can, relying on fresher legs to out pace and pick you off with my own jabs. I eye the corner, trying to manipulate it towards it as we duel. YT
CatalinaCats: We dance and jab at each other, but you are the fresher one as my legs are still shaky not to mention the stars I'm seeing too, but I don't want to go back down. I'm unaware you are trying to get me in the corner until it's too late as I feel my back hit the ropes. I try to spin away, and that's when I realize what you did! I try to bring my gloves up a bit to guard whatever you might do...yt
RuroniHS: The corner draws closer and closer, and I do everything I can to keep your back to it, even eating a couple stiff jabs to the mouth. But, you hit the turnbuckle, and that's when I unload. "RAAAAA!" I roar, unloading punch after punch. I send hooks and crosses to your body and head, taking advantage of the fact that you can't maneuver to just bombard you everywhere. Sure, it ate up lots of stamina, but I didn't think I'd get an opportunity like this again. YT
CatalinaCats: I try to block some of the punches with my gloves and arms, but you get me good to my head, chest, and belly. If it was legal to go below my shorts you probably would have went there too, I think. Some nice blows sends me back hard into the turnbuckle while another spins me around. I'm leaning against the ropes winded. I try to get away sending out a wild right punch hoping to connect on your body to get some distance finally. YT
RuroniHS: I seem to be thoroughly enjoying beating you up. Your punch plows into my body. I grit my teeth and my legs buckle a little, but I don't back off. There's fire in my eyes and get ready to resume my barrage, but... DING! "Gah! See you next round, hun," I growl and stomp off to my corner. In my mind, I HAD you, and you were saved by the bell. YT
CatalinaCats: I slump into my corner coughing hard from the pucnhes. "She had me...she knew she had me," I mumble. "That won't happen again," I muster up the strength as I drink some water. The ref pours it over my body this time trying to cool me off. He places the guard back in my mouth as the bell sounds DING! Round 4! YT
ROUND 4
RuroniHS: Surprisingly, I'm a bit slower coming out of my corner this time. The barrage last round took a lot of energy, and I needed some tome to recover. I decide to play it safe in the beginning of the round, holding you back with some defensive jabs. I don't try to force you back to the corner just yet, but I'm wary of you trying to return the favor. YT
CatalinaCats: I don't want that corner again as I dance with you taking some jabs and sending out my own. Your smart on not wanting some corner treatment, but I definitely want to return the favor of knocking you down or getting some rope corner work. As I dance around you I send punches into your sides before lunging at you with a left cross to your cheek...yt
RuroniHS: I bring my arms down to guard my body. You did your work well earlier and I didn't think I could take your blows there right now. The body blows thump against my arms, but then my head whips to the right. "Nnnng!" I stagger and a streak of spit flies out of my mouth. I don't have the energy to trade right now, so I stagger towards you and try to clinch. YT
CatalinaCats: The fight has taken it's toll on both of us at this point and we have at least six rounds to go if one of us doens't give out first! I feel your spit hit my body but I smile as it's like a medal of our battle right now. You stumble at me going for the clinch, but I smile and side step you thinking you'll fall forward to the canvas. To help I send a hand punch into your side getting you to hopefully buckle just a little more on your way down...YT
RuroniHS: I was weak in the legs, but the cross wasn't enough to put me down. The body blow though... "Huuurrrggh!" My knees completely give out and I drop to the canvas on my knees. One glove clutches my side while my forehead rests on the other. 1...2... I take deep breaths trying to gather myself. 3...4... I reach for the rope. Crap, I was very good at staying center ring. 5...6... I grit my teeth and put one foot beneath me. By 8, I push up and raise my gloves. The ref asks if I can continue. I bang my gloves together and nod. Now I just need to make it to the end of the round... YT
CatalinaCats: I go to a neutral corner while the ref made the count. "I got her now," I smirk as it took you to eight to get back up. You barely get the nod you can continue done as I come in fast backing you against the ropes trying to force you in the corner with close body punches to your belly and chest. "Come on bitch, let's see how you can take it," I taunt. YT
RuroniHS: I keep my guard tight, and your fists pummel my arms. I don't manage to muster much of an offense, but I do manage to protect myself well. I was hurt, but at least my head was clear. I notice myself getting pushed back towards the ropes. It's alarming, but I think I can use your strategy against you. You keep hammering the body, just like before. But it didn't end well for you before either. My knees bend and it looks like I'm hurt, about to fall again. My back hits the ropes and my arms are down. Its the perfect time for you to get your payback. And that's when I spring back up with a vicious uppercut. The strength of my thighs, my waist and my arm all rocket towards your chin. YT
CatalinaCats: I get a lot of good shots on you and I see your knee buckle. "Alright," I think I'll just knock her on her ass again. I lunge at you but you spring up fast! I didn't even have time to mount a defense as you punch slams into my chin. My eyes rolls into the back of my head as I stagger backwards. I land right on my back staring up at the lights as again you find the weakness in my chin with your quick punches. The ref was on top of it 1....2....I roll to my side shaking my head. 3.....4.... I get to my hands and knees crawling to the ropes. 5.....6.....I start to climb up, my heart racing, I have to beat this count 7.....8....I stand up....9.....I spring up using the ropes to hold me up. The ref asks if I can continue and I just shake my glove and head. "I'm not done yet," I manage to yell through my mouthpiece. YT
RuroniHS: I head to the neutral corner and drape my arms over the ropes, my body in absolute agony. I take deep breaths as the ref counts. The way you went down, I knew you would be getting back up. The whiplash alone would... "You've gotta be kidding me..." Somehow, you beat the count. I shake my head and shamble towards you, barely able to keep my gloves up. How the hell did you get up from that? We shuffle around for the remaining seconds of the round, but don't have time to finish each other as the bell goes off, ending the round. I huff and stumble to my corner. I close my eyes and rest my head against the turnbuckle, my arms hanging limply at my side. I wish I had a cornerman to rub some life in them, but I had to settle for a splash of water from our ref. YT
CatalinaCats: The ref takes a little longer this time checking us over. First he does you with the water, then comes over to me. I'm still a little groggy fromthe uppercut but I mutter I can continue. The two of us are really winded and I feel that this match will end when one of us does a terrible mistake at this point. The ref senses this as well, but doesn't say anything. I too wish for that cornerman and make a note in my mind if we fight again to get them. The bell sounds for round 5 and I slowly get up off that stool. I pound my gloves together. "One way or another....one of us isn't getting up this time," I snarl as I come closer to you....yt
ROUND 5
RuroniHS: The bell for round 5 comes all too soon. I force myself off of my stool, trying not to stumble. I don't have much more left in the tank, and my feet are flat as I slowly move towards you. "Hope you like the canvas then, cause that's where you're staying," I shoot back. I have one idea on how to end this round fast. Hopefully my uppercut is still fresh in your mind. I crouch down low, mirroring my previous move. I coil up for the uppercut, start to spring upwards. But then all the muscles in my thighs and abdomen tense as I sway my body, warping the punch into a left hook aimed right at your liver. YT
CatalinaCats: I was preparing for the uppercut, my head still rattled from the last uppercut and my own legs unsteady from how this boxing match has been intense thus far. As you go low, I try to match your move bringing my gloves up to block the uppercut. It played right into your favor as the lie punch hits hard. My own eyes water and I let out a lout grunt. Not only does the spit fly out by my mouth piece as well as my knees collapse from the blow! I crash down hard and the ref quickly starts his count....1.....2.....I try to stand but my legs gives out. On my belly now as the ref continues his count.....YT
RuroniHS: My plan works. My fist digs into your body and I see you go down. I walk over to my corner, gasping for air. That punch took a toll on my muscles and my legs are shaking I lean heavily against the turnbuckle chanting, "Stay down... just stay down... just stay down." 8... 9... 10! I weakly throw a fist up in victory, then plop right down on my ass. "Holy crap that was intense. You alright there, girl?"
CatalinaCats: I don't get up right away still catching my breath. The ref comes in and checks on me. I finally get to a seated position and look back at you. "Damn girl, you're probably the toughest fighter I've ever had in here. I thought I had you." I crawl over to you after taking my gloves off and extend my hand for a shake. "You do know, I'm gonna want that rematch later on." I smile.
RuroniHS: "You almost did have me," I gasp through my heavy pants. I remove my gloves and eagerly shake your hand. "Already thinking about a rematch? Let's let these bruises heal first." I chuckle a bit, then wince from the pain in my body. "But, yeah. We've gotta go again."
CatalinaCats: I groan at my own pain. "Yeah, I want you 100 percent as me." I chuckle. "As for my respect, you had that in round 1. I knew you were one hell of a fighter then. Next time your place. END
