《The Cat's Sin of Sorrow (King X Reader) [Discontinued]》The Semi-Finals
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"Let the first match of the Semi-Finals begin!" The announcer called out. I cracked my neck, looking from Diane, to the crowd, to myself and back to her. Lucky guys I guess, my top is shredded and Diane decided not to button her top back up. Oh well.
"Yo, Matrona!" I called out to Diane.
"Yeah?"
"Let's give 'em a show," I winked, knowing we wouldn't go all out like Ban and the Captain, but it would be a fun sparring match. She sent me a smile. I took a deep breath. This would be interesting. Usually, I have an advantage due to Diane's size, if I'm fast enough, I can usually get her down while dodging. Now though, she has her full strength and she's smaller. But maybe I can still use speed, she isn't used to fighting me at this size after all.
Diane ran at me, probably assuming I wasn't paying attention. As she throws a punch with her right arm, I dodge to the left, digging my left foot into the ground and throwing a kick to sweep her legs with my right. Her foot gets caught and she falls onto her hands and knees.
"C'mon, show me that passion I know and love," I encouraged, standing nearby. To my surprise, Diane grabbed my arm and tugged me down so I was looking up at her face. I felt my face heat up but I pretended like it was nothing.
"Like this?" She picked up her fist and aimed for my chest, but I rolled out of the way just in time. I launched myself back onto my feet with my hands, taking a moment to breathe. I was back in control. I heard Diane charging at my back and glanced over my shoulder. Smirking, I rolled my hands up onto her shoulders, doing a handstand before tightening my grip and dragging her into the air as I landed on my feet and slammed her back into the ground. Cheers and exclaimed yells flew at us from the crowd.
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Steeling myself, I jumped up and aimed for Diane with my elbow. Unfortunately, she rolled out of the way and I had to quickly readjust to catch myself with my hands. I rolled off them and onto my back. Ow. That hurt my hands. She seems to have the hang of fighting like this. I'll have to up my game.
I looked up to see Diane. She winked at me before doing almost the same move, but holding me down with her foot long enough for me to be unable to move. I felt the air burst out of my body, but no blood. I silently thanked Diane, knowing she could have done real damage. The crowd called out her stage name and I forced some air into my lungs.
I pulled in my knees, holding her against me. A few whistles flied into the air. At least I've learned how to make this a show, but Diane's stronger now, yet also rusty.
"(Y/N)~! Let go!" She whined, knowing neither of us could do much like this. I shook my head playfully and tugged my arms free from under her body. I grabbed her wrists before doing a half-toss, half-roll on top of her, ending up holding her hands above her head. I had her pinned now.
"Not until you give up," I teased. She squirmed for a minute before stopping and looking me in the eyes, launching her head at mine. Surprised, I recoiled and she hit me in the sternum and knocked me off her. We both scrambled back to our feet, "You've gotten better." We both took a few breaths.
"Really?" She asked, grinning. We circled each other.
"Yep!" I told her, charging. In response she went to punch me, but I caught her fist. "But you're still predictable at the basics. Good job though." I pulled on her arm so she lost her balance, falling towards me sticking out her other hand to try and steady herself, but I grabbed it before I jumped up and pushed her out of the ring with my feet, using her own action against her. She landed, sending out a thud as well as probably with some pain, but light enough not to do any real damage. I, on the other hand, collided back first onto the ground. The crowd let out a final cheer for our fight.
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"Owww," I complained, sitting up. I gently rubbed my back with my sore hands. At least they weren't scraped open.
"No fair!" Diane pouted, looking at me. I chuckled, letting a smirk decorate my face. Same old Diane.
"Sorry Matrona, but you've gotten a little too good to just let you mess around," I complimented.
"Oh," She used her hair to hide her face. It was good to see her so happy again.
"And our winner is Luna!" The ref called. I pulled myself off the ground with a grunt and stepped down, out of the ring. I offered Diane a hand. She took it and I tugged her up.
"Let's go." We walked back over to the guys.
"Nice job sport," Ban told me. I looked up at him and shook my head.
"Thanks."
"Captain! Captain!" Diane ran over to Meliodas, "Didn't I do well?"
"Yeah, sure," The Captain answered then looked at me, "Don't you think you went a little overboard?"
"I went overboard?" I replied, looking at him and then Ban, "Yeah, sure." I rolled my eyes.
"Diane you did really great!" King encouraged. I looked over to watch him compliment the once giant woman.
"(Y/N), you sure are powerful," I looked down at Elizabeth.
"You think so?" I answered, smiling at the girl. I rubbed the back of my neck, "Thanks Elizabeth."
"And right now it's time for the second match of the Semi-finals! Meliodaf versus King!" The announcer yelled.
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