Fight for a mans pride(Blistered Blood and Luna)

Luna opened the door to the classroom only to find it empty. "Where is he?" She asked, folding her arms in disappointment. She had been waiting for this all week, but he didn't even show up where he said he would. "I can't believe this!" She said, stamping her left foot with irratation. He was probably figting again, even when she had clearly told him no fighting today. They were suppost to go to the arcade.



The redhead decided it would be best to stay in the classroom, but...she decided to go look for him anyway. He wouuldn't have his phone on him. So there would be no point in even trying to call that. She sighed a bit and decided the school courtyard would be the best area to look first.

The day began for Jeffrey just like any other, once he arrived on the school's courtyard. Apparently, one person had the nerve to disrespect him, so now it was high time to start nailing that brainless twit to the wall. How ironic that that person just so happened to have been on the math team, so maybe a numbers game was absolutely necessary.

Smirking and flanked by two of his men, the trio soon came upon the captain of the math team, surrounding him rather quickly. Within seconds after they cornered the youth, the two gang members immediately brought him over to Jeffrey like a lamb to a slaghterhouse.

"So..." Jeffrey began as he walked from side to side slowly, never taking his eyes off of the held man. "You think you can get away with running your mouth to me, eh? You think it's funny now, asshole?" He asked, narrowing his eyes tightly before angrily throwing a punch into the student's stomach. "YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY NOW, ASSHOLE?!!" Jeffrey suddenly thundered as he then clocked the student squarely in the jaw, knocking him out of his comrades' grip.

"Stand him up! Now!" Jeffrey ordered.

Chuckling, the other two gang members grabbed the student once more and held him up while he was bleeding from a cut on his lower lip.

"You get this straight, little man. I run this school, now. You and everyone in it are mine to control. You got that, you lfucking worm?!" Jeffrey snarled before backhanding the student across the face.

"Yes, yes! I got it sir!" The student wailed miserably.

"Good. Now get the fuck outta here before I have enough nerve to cut you to ribbons and feed you to my dog." Jeffrey seethed before instracting the two holding him to let him go. Once the student was let down, he started running off.

"Follow him. Make sure he doesn't try to run his mouth to anyone." Jeffrey instraucted the the two gang members while keeping his eyes on the student, getting a positive reaction from his cronies.

Luna rounded the corner of the stairway when suddenly an injured ner...boy ran into her and scurried up the stairs. She fell on her ass and mumbled something about a female dog. When she got up, two boys whom she recognized as Jefferey's underlings passed her with a smile. "God dammit, again?" She stormed out the school and found him. "Jefferey, have you forgotton about our date?!" She demanded. It wasn't an actual date, more like an appointment. "What do you have to say for yourself? I can't believe you!"

Jeffrey reached into his shirt pocket and withdrew a pack of cigarettes from it and took one out before putting it to his lips. "Look Luna, I didn't forget about our dinner plans for tonight, OK? I was just wrapping up some personal business to that had to be taken care of." Jeffrey answered in a sort of dismissive manner as he took out his zippo lighter and struck it a few times to produce a flame, brought it close to the tip of the cigarette and puffed a few times before he finally got it going.

"So where were we heading to? The arcade or what?" He asked as he inhaled a bit of the nicotine and blew it out into the afternoon sky.

Luna snatched the ciggarette out of his hand and shook her head. "We're still at school. Do you want to get suspended?" She asked as she dropped it on the ground and stepped on it. She grabbed his hand and began to escort him down the street. "Personal buisness my butt. You're unbelievable, that kid did nothing to you." She started to lecture him. Luna always gave him lectures ever since they were kids. But now he just never listened. "And another thing, I told you to stop smoking a while ago!"

Jeffrey felt the cigarette snatched from his hands from the firery redhead and watched as she stomped it out.

"Did nothing?" Jeffrey asked, arching an eyebrow at Luna. "Did nothing??? Luna, there is a hierarchy here that must be maintained by hook or by crook. That son of a bitch decided to run his mouth off to me and look what he got for it!" He explained, his temper beginning to flare. "He should be considered lucky that I only bitchslapped his ass around a few times just so he could get it through that thick fucking skull of his instead of really putting the boots to him." He added, looking off to the side with a frown.

Luna shook her head. "That stupid system will get you no where in school. Do I DARE ask your grades? You may come to school sometimes but the only class you go to is gym!" She sighed, calming herself down before entering the arcade, dragging him with her. "Wait here...I'm going to get some change. Try not to get into a fight." She went to the coin machine, fighting the urge to stomp all the way.

"HEY!" Jeffrey barked at her. "At least I know how to balance my life, Luna! It's not all about school!" Jeffrey added, nearly ready explode at her with rage.

However, before he continued his tirade, he was soon left by himself. He then huffed angrily before he stepped over to the side of the arcade entrance and took out another cigarette and lit it, just wanting to be by himself at the present moment.

Luna heard his comment and sighed. It would probably be best to leave him alone for a bit. But he had no right to be angry, it was rediculous that he even would get mad at her--.

"Hey baby, can I get you a drink?" Luna turned around and she sighed. They were from another school, but it was clear they were fighters too. She secured the change in her pocket. "Look, I'm with someone, okay?" She asked as the three of them began to close in on her. "Oh really? Where is the pussy?"

Jeffrey had only been halfway through his cigarette when he looked up and spotted Luna being converged on by three other guys from another school. At first, he wondered what they were doing moving in on her, but then scowled and spat out his cigarette when they were getting a little TOO close to her for his liking.

Furious with this, Jeffrey forced his way through the crowd and ultimately spun one of the men around. "Right here, bitch!" He snarled. "Now I suggest that the three of you get the fuck away from my girl unless you want me to school the whole lotta ya right here and now." He added, grabbing that same person by the lapels of his shirt and shoving him roughly against the wall.

"Your girl?" Luna began before one of the boys took out a switchblade and pressed it against her throat. "You want her to die, dickhead?!" He threatened. Luna sighed. This was pissing her off. The boy who was thrown into the wall charged back at him. "You bastard!" He screamed, balling his fingers up to make a fist.

Jeffrey glanced over to Luna, seeing a switchblade nearly being pressed to her neck and growled angrily at this threat. Since when were these scumbags in any position to make threats, anyway?!

That was before he then heard the same person he had thrown against the wall come at him again carelessly. Frowning, Jeffrey took a hold of that individual and used his own momentum to throw him into one of those token dispensers, causing a fountain of those coins to spill out.

"Next." Jeffrey said, waiting for the next dumbshit to make a move.

The guy with the switchblade growled. "I'll show you next--?!" Luna had took the moment of distraction and worked it to her advantage. She had slapped the hand holding the knife away, knicking herself on accident. The her knee went straight into his sack and he dropped the knife and was on his knees. She kicked him to the floor.

"You crazy bitch!" The last one screamed, heading straight for her.

"No you DON'T!" Jeffrey cut in, rushing the last remaining two and driving his knee into the one that was trying to rush her. Once he was stooped over, he grabbed that young man around the neck before doing the same with the other then started dragging the two of them over to a DDR machine and stood on the dance pad for a few moments before leaning backwards at a sharp angle, dropping them both on the tops of their heads with a double DDT.

Luna gave the place a look around and saw everyone was gone. She sighed, stepping over the unconscience man still on the coin machine, and then went to the door. She would never see the day that he wouldn't fight. She left the arcade to step outside, and she leaned against the building and started to sob. She wanted the old Jeffrey back.

Once he let the two unconcious men go, Jeffrey stood up, dusting himself off with an agitated look on his face. "Sons o' bitches. That'll teach you to fuck with me." He growled softly before spitting on both of them as he walked away while dusting his hands off.

However, he gave the arcade a look around before he got too far, noticing that he was all by himself now after Luna left. "Hm. Another clearing house sale." Jeffrey mused to himself as he looked from side to side with a mixed look on his face.

Part of him wanted to make this up to Luna, to at least spend some time and apologize to her for all of the things he had done over the recent years. Yet at the same time, there was another part of him that said that he was right in protecting her. Which part of him did he want to listen to at this point?

Maybe just this once... I'll go with my heart this time. Besides, I think Luna wants an apology out of me. His thoughts echoed to his mind as he began to step out of the arcade, seeing Luna sobbing outside.

As soon as she heard the door open she started to wipe the tears away from her eyes. She folded her arms and sniffled a bit, looking away from him. She wasn't mad at him, she was just ashamed that she was crying after he had just saved her. "Can we...can we just go to your house?" She asked, her voice trembling as if she were about to cry again.

"Yeah." Jeffrey answered with a nod of his head. "Besides, it seems like today wasn't exactly a good day to head out, anyway." He added, sounding as if he was disappointed with himself. Following this, he then stepped over to Luna and gently brought her off of the wall she was on and carefully puller her close to him as they began walking at a slow clip.

For once he sounded as if he were sorry about raising his fist. When he pulled her close to him she smiled a bit. She felt safe whenever he did that. "Thanks. For saving me." She said quietly, resting her head against his chest. She had no idea what to say after that. It was kind of awkward, but then it wasn't. Luna had an idea why she felt that way. Her friends had always teased her about why she was still friends with such a brute. But Luna didn't think she was in love. Her feeling for him never changed.

"Anytime, Luna." Jeffrey answered with a smile and a nod as he continued walking with her down the street, heading to his place a few minutes later. "And hey, if at anytime you need me for something, just come and get me. I'll be right here for you." He added, looking at her as he spoke.

"In any case, here we are, Luna." Jeffrey said, pointing at his house.

Luna nodded. She had been here all the time. She knew. "Is anyone home today?" She asked before she proceeded to knock on his door. She could never tell because no vehicles were ever in the driveway. She looked into his eyes and sighed.

"Nah. It looks like it's just me today. Besides, my folks don't come home until later." Jeffrey answered with a shake of his head as he spoke. "So I guess this means we finally have some time to ourselves for once." He added, looking at Luna with a smile on his face.

"Yeah...I guess.." Luna replied nervously. She nodded and then got the key from his pocket. She unlocked the door and then went in, immidiately going upstairs to his room. She sighed, seeing it was a mess once again, and began to clean up. She started with the clothes on the floor, throwing them in the hamper. Then she began to collect his smutty magazines with a sigh. Pervert.

Once inside the house, Jeffrey shut the door behind him and locked it. After all, it was his parents' request that it be locked due to the recent rash of violence in recent weeks at his school. However, they never asked him personally about it.

From there, Jeffrey took his time with getting upstairs and heading for his room. Upon arrival, he saw that Luna was attacking his room, putting his clothes in the hamper in the corner of the room then collected a few of the Playboy and Hustler magazine that he had collected in recent months.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't throw those out, Luna. I plan on keeping them so I can sell 'em on eBay for a good profit." Jeffrey said with a slight frown.

"Okay..and in the meantime you'll be staring them down everynight. Whatever." She put them in a neat stack on his dresser and then began on his bed, finding empty bowls and dishes. "Question...where are your textbooks?." She asked as she stacked the dirty dishes and gave them to him so he could put them in the sink. She made his bed neatly and then sat on it, crossing her legs and folding her arms.