Crouching Fairy, Hidden Monkey

Pain walked through the doors of the other side listening to the cheering crowds, the air smelled of sweat, booze, and excitement which had a very thick odor to it. He wore no top but his red coat hung on his shoulders. Stepping into the square circle he shrugged his jacket down which was caught by one of the fairy tail ladies who vanished into the crowd with it.

He looked over at Heero and smirked as two others massaged his muscles getting him limber and ready for the fight. He was goaded into this fight after a couple of his fist to fist fights got out to the public eye.

His body was athletic build with corded muscle and chiseled athletic features. He opened and closed his fist revealing the multitude of scars from years of training and fighting. His eyes sharpened as he readied for the fight to begin. Chants from both sides with both names made Pain smirk as he sized his opponent up with a single look. Street fighter....common in this day and age.

Walking to the center of the ring he raised his bare knuckled fist and held them out for Heero to bump as a sign of respect for the warriors.

Pain tapped the fist back and stepped a few feet back on his own, sliding his foot around he readied himself for the onslaught of attacks he saw from heero's battle stance. the two hammer fist were easily blocked as they came down one after the other. A raise left arm caught the first one and glanced the blow off, the second Pain turned sideways letting the hammer fist miss him entirely. The upper cut caught him making him stumble back, the leg coming from the side and Pain met it.

Pushing off the ground pain Turned raising his knee catching the kick by slamming his own knee in a block directly into the femur. Turning in the air Pain unleashed a straight kick for heero's chest going dead center to send his opponent sprawling. Landing he pivoted and rocketed a straight jab for Heero's nose aiming at the bridge, stepping in he went for the grab to Heero's head where if he grabbed it he would throw three knees up for heero's rib cage on the left side.

The roar of the crowd was exhilarating and made his blood pump, it had all become back ground noise from the get go but the rush of energy around the crowd really brought out the inner warrior. Already Pain felt the difference in hand to hand skill, he knew in a magic fight Heero would kick his ass but here in this arena he was top dog. However he did wonder just a little where his jacket had vanished too.

Pain stumbled back from the headbutt and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes at the underhand maneuver, his hand came up blocking the first punch but the second snapped his head back. Charging into the post he slammed into it feeling it splinter from his back and their combined weight, pain rushed through his ribs from the combo. Pain watched his opponent and used the momentum, grabbing the pillar he pushed off the ground and used the pillar to get some high air. Stomping on the high kick that came for him and knocking it down, his body turned as his other foot came down aiming to kick heero right in the side of the temple.

Landing he turned and threw a back elbow for Heero's chin aiming to crack the head downward where he spun throwing up a uppercut of his own aiming for the nose to cause damage and water the eyes. Pain backed up and circled around keeping his opponent in sight, stepping in he threw a barrage of left jab, right hook, left inside knee kick, a elbow shot for the lower hinge of the jaw and a front kick for the top left leg and make it crumple so heero would fall on the floor with his chest.

Pain looked up from where he laid on the splintered floor, a smile on his face at the amazing talent of his opponent. bending his legs back, he jumped to his feet, his eyes watching his coming opponent. Raising his own hands, his right arm bent so it made a guard, his left hand out. Stepping in close, he threw a swift double jab aiming for Heero's face mid form at the bridge of the nose. The blow was a distraction, halfway through the second jab he stopped and dropped down in a fast spin kick. Aiming for the back of his legs to knock heero off his feet, from there he would move up to his feet on the momentum and throw a downward left hook if heero was hit with it and plant him on the floor in a shower of splinters.

The roar of the crowd enhanced the setting. A part of him wanted this fight to keep going, another hoped well..ebony wouldn't show up and destroy them all.