KTFO

"Jaune, I believe you have improved a lot since our first, late night training," Pyrrha said as she lightly patted blonde on the shoulder.

"You really think so?" Jaune lifted his eyes up so he could look at his partners face. While he was really thankful to her for helping him out so much, he still couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe this was just a waste of effort.

And for a good reason as he still got his ass handed to himself in practically every combat class. Especially when he was paired up with Cardin, which seemed to happen way more often than he would like to. Now, getting beaten up wasn't actually the worst part. It was the humiliation of hearing everyones laughter and calling him all kinds of names which really did the damage to poor blonde. Being a leader of such amazing team, but being so pathetic himself only continued to drag down his already low self esteem.

"Jaune.." Pyrrha tried to snap her partner out of his gloomy mood. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she pulled him just a little bit closer.

"I know it's hard for you, and you often don't believe in your abilities, but you have to remember that me, and rest of the team do. So please, stop being so hard on yourself because of the fact that you don't progress as fast as you would want to."

"But Pyrrha, you don't understand." Jaune protested "I am the leader of the team and yet just look at me. My grades are average, my combat skills are poor and mine, supposedly, best trait, strategic thinking isn't anywhere near as amazing as you guys make it out to be." Pyrrhas lips pushed a heavy sigh out. Honestly, if not for his terribly low self esteem, she would describe her knight as a near perfect person.

Grabbing Jaunes face in her palms, Pyrrha with her gaze alone demanded blonde's attention.

" Listen, and listen carefully." Her tone was almost menacing.

"O-okay." Jaune could only squeak back.

"First of all, your grades are actually ABOVE average. Second, your combat skills while maybe not the best, are constantly improving. And last but not least, do I really need to start counting how many times have your superb tactics pulled us out of difficult situations?"

Pyrrha finished, waiting for Jaune to say something.

Just as she demanded, Jaune listened carefully to every single word she said. And he tried, he really tried to believe in them. And partially it worked. While his heart could accept Pyrrhas praises, it was his damned mind which got into his way. Always reminding him of all the failures he has done so far, and all the humiliation he constantly had to go through.

"Pyrrha, I..I want to believe but it's just…"

Jaune struggled to say more. But he didn't have to because amazon didn't even need him to finish as she already knew what would come. It now left her with only one option left. It was risky, and something she never had tried before, but at this moment, she was willing to bet on it. Though saying it appeared to put more resistance than she anticipated to. Opening her mouth, she stumbled upon every word, but slowly made the progress. "J-Jaune…I-I know….t-that for you…..it may…..n-not seem like it b-but…..y-you're my….shining knight…..so…..i-if you will g-go down…t-then so will I."

(OH by the dust! It was so overly cheesy!)

Pyrrha panicked to herself, realizing that it could actually make Jaune think of her as some weirdo and run away. But wasn't she saying that?

Though it turned out that her worries had no solid ground to stand on as Jaune, while maybe surprised at first, had a new found hope, and burning determination glimpsing in his eyes.

Letting himself down was one thing, but letting Pyrrha go down just because of his weaknesses and problems was entirely different story. After all, she was the last person he ever wanted to drag down and disappoint.

Taking her hand into his and squeezing it, Jaunes words came out clear and strong.

"Pyrrha, I will continue to do my best…I promise."

Slightly shocked at first, but thankful that he didn't run away, Pyrrha responded "You give me your word?"

"By the name of Arc, yes."

"And remember, and Arc-"

"never goes back on his word." They said at the same time.

Little giggle slipped by Amazons lips as this was the Jaune Arc she adored and had a crush on. And it seemed that blonde was feeling helluva better too as he had the same kind of reaction. After calming down, Jaune gave his partner a light tap on the shoulder.

"Pyrrha…..thanks for…everything really." His voice was sincere and honest, his smile as thankful as ever.

Pyrrha let her hand rest on knights shoulder.

"You don't have to. I am your partner and friend(Though I should be your girlfriend already.) so it's my duty to help you best ways I can."

"Yea, but not many partners(you're the best ever) friends(would be nice if you could be more) would have such patience with a loser-"

Pyrrha glared at him.

"I-I mean unsure guy like me." He lifted his arms in defense.

Giving him a bit more scares, Pyrrhas features relaxed.

"Don't worry, I will have all the patience in a world and then some."

"You're the best." Jaune meant in more ways than one.

"Sure I am." Pyrrha allowed herself to be praised. It was Jaune, she liked that. And shortly after, she gave her knight a hug before leaving the rooftop, after all, it was her way of giving the blonde much needed warmth, compassion, comfort, confidence, respect and…oh who the hell was she kidding right now. She just wanted to cuddle with her, first to be boyfriend, right now. That's all there was to it this time.

Hey, everyone can be selfish sometimes. Besides, it didn't seem that Jaune minded a little intimacy moment between them. But she couldn't be more wrong….in a sense.

Did she do it on purpose or not, as if Jaune cared, but her aim with the hug was a little bit off this time, as blondes face was pressed against Pyrrhas nice, soft, woman features.

(Oh, sweet dust above does she have nice…curves) Jaune had to admit as he mentally added this moment to his list of "Reasons to appreciate life more" But as his mind and heart were flying somewhere above seven heavens, young man didn't quite register that he had unexpected encounter raising up in his lower segment. Only when he felt tight pressure in his crouch did he realize that he, perhaps, just got a little bit too excited.

(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's not like that at all. If I just poke my crouch I will-)

Jaunes face cringed in pure horror, his mouth wide open, he gasped for air desperately, face covered in cold sweat. He rolled his shaky eyeballs down to his lower abdomen, yet it only confirmed that the bulge in his pants was huge.

(In the name of every great Arc, Pyrrha please don't move your legs.) Jaune pleaded as his situation was already critical.

But really, how in the name of holy Arc did he get so excited?

Well…for starters, our boy was very sensible to the touch. Second, Jaune wasn't used to such hot contact with any girl and here came the biggest reason. It wasn't just any hot girl, it was the hottest of them all, his crush, Pyrrha Nikos, pressing her boo-curves in his face. So maybe…..it was no surprise that he had 'problem' raising up. But enough about that. He had to act fast before Pyrrha would notice his bulge. And his time was running really low as Pyrrha started to get curious as to why Jaune has been so awfully quiet this whole time.

"Jaune?" She tried to get boys attention.

"Y-yea?" (THINK!)

"You haven't said a single word this whole time. Are you feeling okay?"

"O-of course I am" (THINK! THINK! THINK IDIOT!)

"Are you sure? You sound strange." Her tone was concerned and girl tried to have a glimpse of knights face.

(THINK! THIIIIINK!)

But something got into her way. Two round shapes blocked her view to have a good look of blondes expression. And in exactly that moment Pyrrha realized that she unintentionally, or on subconscious level intentionally pressed Jaunes face against her chest.

"O-oh Jaune, s-sorry, I didn't mean to." (Maybe)

Pyrrha apologized as she then did what blonde feared the most. With a light push, she fired Jaune back off a bit.

Blondes eyes went even wider than before, and everything seemed to turn into slow motion for him.

(Nononononononononononono! NOOOOOO!) It was like he was in different space where nothing made sound, if only for his heartbeats which painfully ringed into his ears. Was it….it probably was….

(Heh, so this how my youth ends.) Jaunes voice was full of defeat. But there was nothing he could do. He just had to accept his fate like a real Arc. (Sorry Pyrrha…..but I guess this is the end of a road for me. And just after I gave you my word….pathetic.) Little, miserable smile decorated blondes lips as he closed his eyes and was ready to embrace his destiny.

Oh Pyrrha….

y-you're my…..shining knight…..so…..i-if you will g-go down…..t-then so will I….

i-if you will g-go down…..

so will I…..

will I…

I….

(No…way in HELL!) His teeth and fists clenched tight, knights eyes burned with never seen before strength. (I will not go down, not here and not anywhere else. Because…I am your shining knight!)

Regaining his focus to the max, Jaune had close to none time to come up with a plan, yet he did.

(Of course, How did I not think of that sooner.)

Now he just had to act as fast as he could and hope that Pyrrha still hasn't shifted her eyes on his bulge. Her eyes were rolling down, but he could pinpoint that she had her gaze at his chest for now.

(I can make it!)

He moved his hands as inhumanly possible as he could)

Solar plexus area.

(I can do it!)

Navel.

(Do it!)

Pelvis area.

Shia Labeouf: Just do it!

In the very, very last moment, Jaune slid his palms in the pockets of his jeans.

(I…..I MADE IT!) Jaune screamed to himself as he awkwardly landed on his back. (I really did it…did it) His chest moved up and down as blonde sucked air back into his lungs after such horrifying experience.

"J-Jaune, are you okay?" Pyrrha felt guilty for pushing him so suddenly.

After taking a few more deep breaths, Jaune smiled like a man who has escaped worst of fate. Looking up at the sky, blondes eyes glimpsed with a new found appreciation for himself.

(Maybe…..my team is right, maybe my strategic thinking is great after all.)

"More than okay Pyrrha, I feel great."

"Are you sure? You look exhausted."

"Oh it's nothing, don't worry about that."

"Alright." Pyrrha decided to give up on this on as while Jaune did look strangely spent, his face was glistering with a weird overjoyment.

"Let's just go back to dorm." Jaune suddenly suggested, getting one of his hands out of the pocket to help himself get up.

"Okay, but before we go, I-I just wanted to apologize-"

"You don't have to." Jaune shrugged it off. He didn't mind that in a first place. Minus getting a bit too excited.

"Are you-"

"I am perfectly sure Pyrrha." Her knight reassured her, giving her a light tap on the shoulder.

(Does this mean….he liked that?)

Amazon wondered to herself, feeling slightly excited of what could it mean if the answer was positive.

"After you." She heard Jaune calling out to her. Said blonde was standing next to an open door, gesturing with one hand for her to come in.

Instead of saying anything, Pyrrha gave blonde and appreciative smile, before going through the frame, and soon after, Jaune followed in, leaving the rooftop empty.

But what an eventful night that was.

Next day….

Everything seemed to go as usual for team JNPR. They woke up, washed themselves, had their breakfast , but no pancakes, Nora stole all of them, met up with team RWBY, had a decent chat with them and already attended a few classes and so on and on. Nothing out of frames, but Jaune liked that and hoped that everything would go as smooth as it did so far. Yea right, as if Jaune could spend a whole day without getting embarrassed at least once.

Combat class.

Or more specific.

Cardin.

Just why?

"What is it Jauney boy, already giving up?"

Bully mocked blonde as he made circles around his almost defeated figure. Painting heavily, Jaune looked at his aura indicator. It showed yellow which meant one more good hit, and he's done.

(Okay, taking him head on would be suicide rush.) Jaune figured as he still was no match for Cardin in combat strength. He needed a plan.

"Jaune, hang on." Pyrrha prayed for her partner.

"Come on Jaune, you can do it." Ruby cheered for the blondey too.

"Break his legs!" Shouted Nora, swinging her arms in the air.

Weiss "Come on people, you know how this will end right?" She just wasn't as optimistic as they were.

With a dangerous glare, Pyrrha turned her head to face Weiss.

Pulling back a bit, ice queen in her defense said "D-don't misunderstand me, I would like Jaune to win, but I know, YOU know that he isn't on that level yet….if he'll ever be." She almost whispered the last part.

Relaxing a bit, Pyrrha returned her attention back to Jaune.

"Jaune isn't like he used to be before, he'll pull it off."

Weiss rolled her eyes "We'll see."

By this time, as their conversation ended and Cardin kept making circles around blondey, enjoying his sweet time, Jaune had already made a plan.

(It should work.) Jaune was confident.

"Did I hit your head too hard Cardin? Because I don't remember ever saying that I gave up, but then again….you are the dumbest in our class."

Hall erupted into laughter.

Yang "Pffff, oh snap, good one Vomit boy, that sure as hell will make him angry." She had a good laugh on that one.

(But of course.) Pyrrha snapped, already picking up on what Jaunes plan was. (Use your enemies weaknesses in your advantage.) Pyrrha clenched her fists and held her breath as this might very well be the time were Jaune showed everyone what he's really made of.

"You will regret those words Jauney boy."

Cardin hushed, turning red from anger.

(It's working!) Jaune exclaimed.

"Be my guest to try and make me."

Cardin had enough of that, so he rushed to blondes side.

Jaune (Wait for it.)

When the distance was close enough, Cardin made a huge swing at Jaune, unfortunately for him though, blondey was exactly expecting that.

(Now!)

With a shield bash, Jaune knocked Cardins mace away, leaving him wide open.

(This is my/your chance!) Both Pyrrha and Jaune gasped, as knight swinged his sword at Cardin. Sadly…Jaune himself instead of making short and precise swing, made overly huge and clumsy one and because of that, Cardin was able to dodge it with a step back and even worse, come back with a counterattack, landing an upward blow to Jaunes chest plate. With a painful grunt, blonde flew backwards, landing on his back. And with that, his aura indicator marked red, ending the match in Cardins favor.

"You know Jauney boy, for someone talking so tough, you sure are a bit too…..pathetic, hahaha , loser." Cardin sneered walking away, feeling as great as ever beating up poor blondey, and just to add salt to the injury, making almost whole class laughing while doing so.

"He was so close to winning!" Exclaimed Ruby, standing on her toes.

Yang only shrugged her shoulders "Maybe he'll have better luck next time."

And as everyone around kept expressing their own opinions about the match, Pyrrha was one of a few who was almost silent. Only letting out blondes name through her lips once, her eyes kept locked at Jaunes figure, which was slowly standing up on its feet. And while he did his best to seem as indifferent about the event as he could, Pyrrha new better that her knight was sulking inside, feeling lower than the ground and all the laughter around just made it so much worse. With heavy, slow footsteps, Jaune left the scene and headed back to dorm, not even caring enough to hear what Goodwitch had to say about his efforts and improvements.

His team of course, followed shortly after.

"You did good Jaune." Pyrrha squeezed his shoulder gently.

"You were so close to breaking his legs! You'll do it next time!" Nora hopped up and down, feeling proud-ish about her leader. You could never really tell so….

Even the usually quiet Ren wanted to speak up for blondes effort.

"You have to practice your swings more. Had it been short and precise, you would have won. But still, this is the closest you have ever got."

"Guys, I am okay," Jaune said in defense.

Letting her hand slide on his chin, Pyrrha tilted knights face to her side, her expression being the one Jaune could recognize instantly.

"Pyrrha, really, I'll be fine."

Boy allowed himself to rest his arm on her leg.

(How they aren't a couple yet, I will never know.) Ren wondered, witnessing just how close and intimate they could be.

"Okay, to be honest with you guys….I feel disappointed about the match. I mean being so close, yet still losing, it's even worse than being completely outmatched because you don't expect to win to begin with.

"But Jaune, being so close is exactly the proof that you're improving."

"I know Pyrrha, I really do. It's just…..I still can't help but to feel kind of disappointed."

"Well then, use that as a driving force to get even better than you are now."

"And I will, so you don't have to worry. I mean come on guys, with a team and even more importantly, friends like you, I'll be fine in to time. And anyways, being your leader means that I have to stay strong, even after a defeat right? So trust me…like I always trust in you. Okay?"

With that being said, tension was really leaving the room as their leader seemed to be fine, or will be with enough given time. In silent agreement, they decided that they should just give him some peace and quiet.

After, everyone retrieved in their own corners, well everyone except for Pyrrha, who was still sitting on Jaunes bed.

Seeing that he had his peace at hands, Jaune lied down on his bed and took out the scroll, searching for something interesting to read or watch. Though he soon felt light pokes at his side. Turning his look to the "attacker" he saw Pyrrha smiling a bit timidly. Quickly getting what she wanted to, Jaune shifted closer to the wall, creating enough space for his partner to lie beside him, which she gladly did, resting her head into crook of Jaunes neck. Wrapping his arm around Pyrrhas own neck, Jaune scrolled down through news, ads, gossips and what not to find something interesting.

(You two….really…..just be a couple already) It was one of the rare instances were Ren had to wonder twice per day, as to how they weren't yet.

Scrolling through dozens of uninteresting stuff, Jaune finally saw something that piqued his interest.

An article about boxing match.

Pressing on a glowing box, it revealed more information and even had a video of the fight. Looking through dozens of words, Jaune realized that he couldn't recognize neither of the fighters, which could only mean that they were very green in a boxing world for now. Also, it seemed that the fight was very competitive, though one of the guys managed to TKO the other one in the last round.

"Hey, this should be interesting." Jaune quietly mumbled, pressing the play button.

"You like boxing?" He heard his partners voice.

"O-oh yea, you could say that."

Pyrrhas eyes went slightly wider, being amazed by the revelation, but then again, Jaune has always been full of surprises.

"Oh come on man, you have longer reach, just use your jab more." Jaune commented throughout the whole match. "No! Don't go into an in fight! You're at disadvantage there!" Blonde face palmed, being frustrated that the guy made such a mistake. Pyrrha wanted to say something too, but was kept mesmerized at how excited and drawn in her knight was about the fight. Constantly commenting, pointing out each fighters strengths, weaknesses, what they should, shouldn't do. And it was quite amusing to see him wave his head from side to side, feet moving, making some air punches. It was like Jaune was fighting just as much as they did.

"Just use your guard for now, try to survive the round. No! Don't punch, you still haven't recovered!" Blonde winced as the guy didn't listen to his advice and received a powerful right to the nose which only started the onslaught, and sure enough, referee stepped in and stopped the fight.

"That really was an awesome match."

Jaune exclaimed, feeling satisfied, but also pumped up seeing such an intense fight.

"They lack some fundamentals, but with a right mind set and training, they can become big stars."

His lips tucked into smile, eyes lingering with great intensity and some unrecognizable hope, Pyrrha got really curious as to what kind of connection did Jaune share with this ancient sport.

"Jaune, it really seems like you have stronger bond with boxing than a regular viewer would have. Have you perhaps….boxed yourself at some point?"

Even Nora and Ren had their attention to the conversation.

Partially looking away, young man didn't answer right away. His eyes shifted from side to side in nervous fashion.

"I…well…..yea, kind of."

Jaune faced Pyrrha, trying to look as casual as he could.

"What do you mean by kind of?" Pyrrha knew her knight was bothered by something, but decided to question him later.

"Well I have some amateur background, but never went to be a professional."

"Did you not want to?"

"I…no" he shook his head "Not like that. It's a long story and I don't feel like telling it right now.

"So you wanted to become a professional boxer but for some reason, didn't?" Pyrrha tried to sum it up in a nutshell.

"I….well yea." Blonde admitted.

Being a boxer sounds awesome! You could brake lots of…." Nora stopped, not knowing how to continue. She looked at Ren.

"What do they usually break?"

"Noses, jaws, cheek bones, face in general."

"You could brake lots of faces!"

Nora hopped on her toes, firing off a few shots, fists only. Needed to mention that she fired only her fists.

It's Nora…..

Have to be specific.

"Yea, being a boxer could be quite cool." Jaune nodded in agreement, his tone sullen, and his eyes still lingering with some deep hope.

"Let's go!" Pyrrha just suddenly said, standing upright, offering Jaune a hand.

"Where to?" Blonde cocked his eyebrow in confusion.

"To the rooftop." Pyrrha exclaimed, grabbing Jaunes hand and dragging him out of the room.

"B-but why?

Pyrrha temporarily stopped. Facing her knight she smiled "To have a boxing match." And she continued to drag him further. Still heavily confused, Jaune decided to just tag along for now. Though he would be lying if he would say that having a boxing match didn't evoke an interest as to what exactly she meant by that. And soon he would find his answer.

Doors opened up and Pyrrha and Jaune went right through them, reaching their final destination, rooftop. A place where they shared their most precious moments of life, and today, they would experience a new one, well kind of…Jaune at least would, a precious moment that is…Pyrrha would…eh, you'll see.

"Sooo….." Jaune scratched the back of the head "What did you mean by a 'boxing match'?"

"Exactly that." Pyrrha turned around. "We will have a boxing match."

"So….you…and me….a boxing match?"

"Is it really that hard to believe?" Pyrrha questioned the guy, wondering why he acted so surprised. After all, they have sparred plenty of times before, with weapons obviously, but it didn't change the fact that it was still sparing, and a fighting match in a sense.

"Not really…..but why?" That was the question Jaune wanted to find answer to.

"Because you want to," Pyrrha said straight away.

"B-because I want to?"

"Yes." She made it clear second time too.

Jaune shook his head, but not to disagree, more like to shake off old, bottled up feelings he held inside.

"No….I-I mean…boxing and all that stuff….it's in the past. I don't really feel anything f-"

"Jaune." Pyrrha interrupted. "That look you had while watching a fight, it couldn't lie you know. It made it clear that your passion and bond for the sport is still there, inside of you. So you don't have to lie and say that you don't feel anything towards it anymore, at least not to me."

"I…" Blonde struggled with himself. Could he…really accept this? Was it a right thing to do? Or did it even really matter if it was right or not. But he tried so hard to forget about it…and now, just suddenly….Jaune just didn't know what to do.

"Are you ready?" Pyrrha asked, stretching her muscles to warm up.

"Pyrrha…I mean, I really appreciate your idea, but…we shouldn't do this." (It's for the best….I think.)

"Why?"

"W-why?"

"Yea, tell me why we should not?" Pyrrha almost sounded angry, but maybe she was.

"Well…" Jaune tried to think of some solid reasons "In boxing, there are weight classes, I am quite heavier than you so you probably wouldn't be in my class. Also, male boxers don't fight female ones because….you know…."

"Jaune, not to brag or anything, but how many times have I defeated you so far?"

"I stopped counting after 75."

Pyrrha smiled.

"Oh….yea, you actually have a point there, haha."

"Listen, I know there is some deep, maybe even heartbreaking story behind why you stopped boxing, but lets be honest, you still have that fire and passion inside of you. So please Jaune, I'm not asking much, but to only wanting you to allow that burning fire inside of you to take control over you for a little moment. You have always been a person who should act with his heart more anyways, so please….do this for me, but much more importantly, for yourself."

Jaune closed his eyes and kept silent for a few moments. (Act more with my heart she says. Well if I would do that then…) After a few more internal fights and a bit of a thinking, blondes eyes opened.

"Light or heavy?" He asked.

"Hmm?"

"I mean contact, light or heavy?" He repeated, his lips not able to restrict themselves from a little smirk.

"Heavy." She said, feeling better herself about the fact that Jaune had finally agreed, and had a little, genuine smile across his face.

"Alright, heavy it is." Blonde nodded, doing a quick, little warm up himself.

"You ready?" His partner asked.

"Yep."

"Then let's get ready for the rumble!" Pyrrha exclaimed as she slowly advanced forward. With light, short steps, girl moved closer and closer to her opponent, who at the time didn't even bother to get his guard up. (Isn't he going to put a guard or something?) Pyrrha wondered as Jaune still did nothing, while she confidently moved forward.

But then the distance did get close enough, Jaune finally did it. Moving his right foot back, knees buckled a bit, he pressed his right arm against the chin, but the left one was stretched out forward.

This was it, his boxing stance.

Just seeing that alone, made Pyrrha stop in her tracks. If she remembered right, then Jaunes stance, first couple of times, looked clumsy and unsteady when they first started their late night sparings. This was the first time seeing his boxing stance, yet it already looked so powerful and intimidating.

No longer did Pyrrha want to march forward recklessly. Whatever it was, his aura, his guard, his glare, it all radiated off danger. Changing her plan a bit, Amazon decided to just make circles around her opponent. With a decent enough footwork, she made perfect circles around the knight, but still kept out of his punching distance. All the time, Jaune didn't move much, only kept turning around so that he would not lose the sight of his partner.

(It doesn't look like he will attack first.) Pyrrha speculated (I didn't want to be the first one to throw a blow, but it seems that I have to.) If he won't punch, then she will. With that, Pyrrha made a quick step forward and was ready to-

Her body retreated instantly, red, burning mark on her right cheek.

(Wh-what was that?) One moment she was ready to attack, but in the next one, she for her dear life tried to dodge Jaunes jab. But…was that even a punch?

"Tch, my accuracy is really terrible." Jaune figured, after all, he hasn't boxed in quite a while.

Terrible? He thought it was terrible? Pyrrha did her absolutely best to dodge that jab, and it was a miracle she did. The sensation of it passing just next to her face still shaking her boots.

Amazon touched the red spot on her cheek and winced instantly. Whatever it was, passing by her head, it in no way felt like a punch. It was more like a bullet. A bullet which felt like it could have taken her head off.

(O-okay, if that had connected, it would have been really bad.) She knew that much, but oh well…..her fate wasn't on her side to night as blonde was ready to go offensive himself.

(There is no way I can dodge them! Just have to use my guard for now.) And so she did, though that idea soon was found to be quite useless. First jab sunk into her forearm, and her face already cringed in great pain. And there were plenty to come. With a few more guarded, her arms already started to feel numb, and it wasn't like she didn't have any other impact because her head always snapped back a bit with each shot.

(I..can't…take this anymore.) With each strike, her bones just kept shattering more and more. If she will keep this up, there will be nothing to punch back with. But how could she strike back? She barely saw Jaunes jabs which were so lighting fast and hard that her risking strike back, could end very badly for her. But she didn't have any other choice. Fortunately for her at least, Jaune was head hunting at the moment, and he didn't use anything besides his left. If only, if only she could slip by one of his strikes, she could counterattack him.

It was Pyrrhas only option.

(Just…gawk…wait..agrhh..need a right moment) Focusing as much as she could, she endured a few more lefts until….(Now!) Pyrrha gasped as her figure was ready to slip by Jaunes another incoming jab.

Well…it was only a feint.

A mixture of inside juices, spit and blood rushed through Pyrrhas lips, as she was LITERALLY lifted off the ground as Jaune finally caught her flush, with a body shot, right into solar plexus area. Knocking all the wind out of her, his punch drilled so deep in, that it was expected to go right through poor girls frame.

Everything went into haze for Pyrrha, the only thing she could feel right now was unbearable pain in her midsection.

Unfortunately for her, Jaune had a little follow up too as he was caught up in a moment, aaand by a little follow up, it was meant a perfect, full body, text book left hook.

Well at least she didn't feel pain anymore…..I guess?

Pyrrhas head flew sideways. She only felt Jaunes hard knuckles against her jaw for a very little moment, after that, everything went white. No more pain, or sound, or everything else, a bliss. Her knees completely gave out, and she was falling face first to the canvas.

And her last remaining thought, before she would completely lose her consciousness was a strange one.

(I wonder….what boxing folks would say about me in a moment like this one? Oh yea..that's right…they would say-

Knocked the fuck out.

Authors note: Okay, first thing to say is that this turned out way longer than I expected. Like damn…5 and a half thousand words! That's crazy! Anyways, next chapters won't be that long, that's for sure. Also, if you have read my other writing then you probably know that I very rarely include any comedy in. Well, as for this one, I tried to include some in the first half of the chapter. So I would like to know if it actually made….at least smile some of you? Or was it so cringe worthy bad that you had to punch yourself in a face to regain back some of your sanity? Also, those of you who will leave comments, as if there will be any, please let me know if you would like to see some more of this story. Or you can just leave some useful criticism, tips, cons, pros, whatever you feel like really. I will appreciate every single comment of yours. Okay, I guess that's all for now.

Have a nice one!

Yours:

Sandiiitos