Luciano’s pov

I’m walking my way to face the Dark Lord himself, he’s standing right there all serious and menacing. His hazel eyes are looking each of my steps until I’m right in front of him. He looked down on me and gave me this mischievous smile that for some reason I cannot stop staring at, it gave me this shivering but also warm feeling. ‘’does that even make sense?’’ I asked myself because honestly, I don’t know what to think anymore, I have mix feelings about him and who he is. I really want to know who’s hiding behind that mask. For some estrange reason, I’m pretty sure I’ll like him, the real him. It’s such a shame that I can’t get social with him at this particular moment. We are about to fight again, surrounded by a huge crowd of people which by the way, a lot of those people want me to win. I don’t know what got into me but I’m afraid getting to know Mr. J is going to have to wait because right now I have a fight to win. I don’t know how the hell I going to, but I’ll have a little faith in me.

''Our dear audience, are you ready for the second and final round of this battle…''   the arbiter said as the crowd goes crazy with heavy whistling and yelling, hungry to see who’s going to be the last man standing.

''Since the first round was very peculiar I’ve decided to make things more interesting for our fighters, the winner tonight will receive not $1000.00 but $5000.00 how does that sound….''

What! They give money to the one who wins!!! I didn’t know that part. I looked at David, he already knew what I was thinking, he knows me too well. He’s shaking his head to the form of no letting me know that he wasn’t aware of the money price either. Well, I could use that money, if I win of course…. which is the only option. Suddenly, the ref stepped out of the ring. Why did he …….

''And of course, to make things even more interesting they’ll fight inside the cage''   he said already being outside.

A few seconds after, I saw this giant iron cage descending from the sealing to trap Mr. J and I inside. I looked around me just to notice that we were completely trapped, there was no escape. That made me chuckle, these guys are too cliché, the whole scenery looked like one of those clandestine movies. They need to upgrade ASAP.

''Are you afraid Montenegro?''   the boy in front of me asked me as he walked towards me, getting closer…. he is so close right now, I can hear his breathing and his lips are inches from my covered ones…… fuck.

''Not at all, I just find this really funny''   I managed to answer him while signaling to my surroundings.

''Ah, such pity you will not find it funny anymore when I’ll have you under me with my fist kissing your face.''

If only you knew I wish you were kissing me put not exactly with your fist…. Oh my God! Luciano what’s wrong with you?! Why does this boy takes out the slut inside you? This is so not me. Now I’m getting worry…. I pushed the thought aside to fire back what he just told me.

''Hmmm, we’ll see about that, champion. ''

 We looked like anime characters walking in circles in front of each other waiting and being alert, who’s going to throw the first strike. Apparently, he read my mind because he started running towards me like a lynx hunting a rabbit. As he's getting closer, I took some fast steps back calculating the distance between me and the iron bars I have behind me. He would think I’m backing up, but this is just a diversion and he doesn’t know it. He could be a little predictable so I think I know exactly how he’s going to execute.

When he’s close enough, he suddenly jumped quite high I must say. He had his palm closed, ready to punch me as he descendes from the air. I just wait in the spot I’m in without moving…

''Just a little bit more''   I whispered to myself

I’m playing the scene in slow motion inside my head. Oh yes, this is going to happen.

His closed hand is now centimeters from its destination and just like that, I moved to the side making him lose focus and balance…. Ha! I knew it. After that, he smashes himself and his hand against the iron bars surrounding us. Oh, that’s got to hurt.

''Shit! When did you… ''  he said after getting his hand out, he is was opening it and closing it. I was right, that smash definitely hurt him.

 ''You may be stronger than me''  I interrupted him   ".... but I am faster than you and this time, I’m not going to lose to you again.''

With that being said, the air around him changed. It seemed heavier, he looked angry even though I couldn't see his face, I’m was receiving that vibe from him. What are you planning to do next? I wonder.

He’s now taking heavy steps towards me, his bout ready to assemble. He then tries to hit me, I doge it but in the process, he managed to grab me by my black jacket pushing me down slamming my head against the ground …. Oh you fucker that hurts!! but it's not going to stop me. As my good friend Natsu from Fairy Tail would say: I’m so fired up.

Once on the floor, I saw him coming down to punch me…. Boy, you are so easy to read. Before he had the chance to attack, I kicked him hard, first on his face and then his stomach. Well, it seems the extra curriculum defense classes are working after all. As I’m getting up, I see him stumble back covering his torso.

''I think I have discovered your weak part''   I whispered to myself.

I walked to his direction just to be in front of him, I grabbed his jacket to pull him up a little to later kick him in his abdomen again. One, a second and then a third kick, he groaned in pain but he was still standing, I like that about him, he never gives up.

I grabbed him by his neck, but when I tried to hit his face, he suddenly stopped my punch by holding my closed hand right there. I tried to get out of his grasp but I failed. He had me immobilize bending my whole arm. Fuck! he’s so strong, if I don’t do something quick, he’s going to break it. Think Luciano, think!

''What’s happening? Didn’t you told me you are not going to lose against me?....''   he said while giving me an evil grin.

Now I’ll quote my other good friend Naruto.

''Yes, I said that and I’ll do it. You want to know why?''

''Why?''

''Because I never go back on my word  you motherfucker''   I grunt at him as I bury the fingers of my other hand in his torso, pushing them forward. The pain made him ease his grasp, I took that opportunity to release my hand from his.

I stepped back to gain some impulse to later go back at it again with a heavy smack on the face, another one and another one. Blood was coming out of his nose now. ‘’Did I seriously do that?’’ I know that’s to be expected, we are fighting after all. However, I feel bad, I don’t like seeing him bleeding.

''Hahaha!!, not bad for a newbie. But is time to get serious now.''

What! You were playing with me this whole time? And here I was worried about you. 

''The good stuff stars now''   he said in a menacing way.

He started running to me faster than I anticipated. I doge the first attack but by the second one, he cached me and pushed me against the bars of the cage, he slammed my head against the iron several times. I’m was seeing blurry but in the distance, I heard something………….

''Come on kid, you can do it don’t give up!''   was that… King?…

''Fight, fight! ''  yeah, that was definitely him….

''Don’t you fucking dare to give up! You can win this come on!!!"  I heard David also screaming.

After Mr. J heard that as well as me, he punched me again and again on my face. Although it was covered, I felt the piece of cloth I have on getting wet from my blood, I tasted its metallic flavor…. My head is getting fuzzy…. am I going to lose?

''It seems you have gain quite a few fans. How disappointed they will be in you when they see the winner is going to be non-other but me….''   my opponent told me while slamming my whole body against the cage’s bars one more time.

I felt his punches one after the other making me cough blood. Is was getting hard to breathe, that said red liquid wasn't running down. The piece of cloth I had on covering my face was getting wetter, I need to break free from this one, I ….

''Do not fucking pass out on me you heard me! Defend yourself come on, fight!''

My closed eyes open suddenly after hearing that…. was he… was my adversary cheering me up to continue the battle? I felt his grasp ease and his other hand, the one ready to punch was shivering, like he didn't want to keep doing this any further. I’m looked into his eyes and I sensed guilt and sadness in them. Was he also feeling bad of what he was doing to me? No, that couldn’t be it. Right? …..

''I need you to keep fighting…. Fight Montenegro, fight!…''   he whispered with a trembling voice. Trembling? Did I heard that correctly? Was he really…. Shaking?

Yes, he was. I  felt it under his grasp. I looked at him directly in the eyes. They looked sad but also honest, he really wanted me to continue. But, how was I supposed to do it when he had me completely pressed against the iron bars behind me….

In that moment my bulb lighted up. I did the only thing I could think of to get out of the situation. It’s an old but effective move. I’m sorry buddy, but you told me to keep fighting and that’s exactly what I’m planning to do. Right now, this is the only thing I can come out with….

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and executed. He released me and then fell down on his knees while covering his abdomen and…... his groins. Yeah, I kicked him pretty hard in both places. I was in front of him trying to be on my feet. I can still punch him or kick him, but I don't, I don't want to….

''8,9, and 10… we have a new winner!!!!!!!!!!!!!''

I heard the referee said as the cage around us started to disappear traveling back to the sealing. Next, the ref jumped inside the ring to hold my right arm up high as he says that I won. Wow, I actually won, but somehow it doesn’t feel right. My opponent is still on the floor but he’s now in seating position. He looked at me and smiled. It was such a genuine smile. It made me feel so warm inside. Then, his smile disappeared as he gets up and jumps out of the ring just to get lost from my sight as he walks pass the crowd which is now making their way towards me to congratulate me.

I felt anxious and not necessarily for winning, shit! Did I really win? I think he let me win by the end. I released myself from the referee’s hold to go follow him.

''I need to know who you are''  I whispered to myself while jumping out of the ring to go after him.