Sparing Time

Danny walked into the arena, his sword sheaths strapped to his belt. His light red t-shirt clung to his body while his knee black shorts was held up by his belt. Sighing, he unsheathed one of his swords, Spike, and started practicing before his opponent arrived. His movements were smooth, his blond tousled hair swaying with every thrust.

He had promised a girl he met by the lake, Darren, at least that was what he thought her name was. All the did was have a little chat before she ran off, asking him to meet her for a sparing seasion now. Danny was hoping this girl was at least good at sparing or else he came here for nothing. If she is good, then this was going to get interesting. He was up for the challenge.

The sun came into his eyes every time Spike came aline with its view. He stumbled back, trying to blink the blind spots from his eyes. Stupid sun god.he thought. When the blind spots vanished, he continued, he strikes to the air becoming more fierce in every swing. He only took training or sparing seriously, if wasn't doing either things then he would have a happy-go skippy personality.

He was so busy practicing that he didn't notice someone enter the arena.

Danny jumped slightly when he heard a voice from behind him.  Whipping his head around, Danny saw the girl from yesterday. Turning to face her completly, he glared at her when the snarky comment came from her lips. He barely knew this girl and he already wasn't found her.

"Names Danny." he said in a deep voice,"Now, are you gonna tell me why I'm here or are you just gonna stand there smirking like an idiot?" A small smirk formed on his face. Two can play at this game. She may be pretty, but no one insults Danny Grant.

Wait, did he just call her pretty? He mentally smacked him self for thinking such a stupid idea. Putting Spike back in its sheath, Danny made his way over to the girl. He stood right in front of her, towering over her a little. He crossed his arms awaiting her response.

Danny growled at the girl. He just met her and he wasn't found of her. He faced the girl, his usuall good boy ways he was going to try completly slipping his mind. This girl was in for a big spar.

Crouching down into a fighting stance, Danny whipped out Spike once again. He was not intimated by this girl. He seen actual fights happen, no weapons or weapons. He been in a few after he was caught for pranks, so he had experience. Raising his brow at the wink the girl just gave him, he held a tighter grip on his sword. He gave the girl a blank stare before springing into action, swinging his sword at the girl. Lets show you!

Danny was not going to give up. Even if this girl was going to throw him off balance.

Slamming both of his hands on the ground, he pushed Darren off him, even though that took a lot of his energy. He jumped to his feet, getting back into his fighting stance. He decided to use his power against this girl if she was using hers. He zipped back and forth, leaving small cuts on her arms and legs. He stopped, smirking as he looked at the stunned girl.

"Ngh!" Danny struggled to get up, but the girl was putting to much pressure in him. The fall busted his hands a little, kinda making them feel numb. There was no way he could get up in this state. He stole a glance at Darren, seeing that she had the face you had when you get a major headache. An idea came to his mind while a small un-noticeable smirk came to his face.

"All right! All right! Uncle, uncle! You win!" he pleaded, hoping to get her to get off him. He looked up at Darren, giving her the good boy look he gives to most of the girls at his school."Now can you get off of me?"

Danny got up, a confused and worried expression on his face as he kneeled down to Darren. She looked bad, as in sick bad. His earlier plans fanished as he peered closely to her face.

The situation reminded him of when he was 9 and he was at the park with his sister Jasmine. They had gone on the carisol and she kept making him spin her round faster and faster. She ended up flying out of the thing and into the ground. She had a couple if cuts which made them go home.

"Hey are you ok?" he studied her face closely, his voice full of concern.

Danny wanted to just leave the girl here and continue his day. He wanted to leave her fend for herself but he knew that would be wrong, even though he wanted that to happen.

He continued to study the poor girl, waiting for her to say something. She just layded there. He was growing impatient. It was annoying him how they were just fighting and now he was worried about her. Sometimes he could be so stupid in times like this. It bugged him.

Thats it. he knew she needed help but he wasn't sure if he should take her to the infirmary. Stuff it. he picked her up and started making his way to the infirmary, not caring for what she says.

Danny looked down at the girl, seeing that she concious."Oh!" he set her down on the ground, to avoid any awkwardness. He stood back as she stood up. Danny rubbed the back of his neck, not knowing what to say.

"So, uh, what exactly happened to ya?" he asked after a moment of silence. Hey, it was the best he could come up with. He fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he waited for Darren's reply. She probably thought he was an idiot.

Danny eyes went wide as she said these things. It was ok to make mistakes. Heck, he made at least 4 times a day. He looked up at the retreating and sped up to catch up up with her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. He took a deep breath before talking.

"Look, it's ok that you made a mistake during the sparing time." Danny hesitated before continuing. " The thing is that your supposed to learn from them. So, you know, get better or something." That was pretty cheesy, but he wanted to make her understand, even if she didn't want to listen to him. He hated sometimes for that. Danny patiently for the girls answer, his grasp on her arm not slipping.

Well, this is awkward.he thought as Danny looked down at the dirt. He was glad that he got her to understand but the silence was not very good.

"Well, see ya." he said as Danny turned around and started for the Hermes cabin, whistling a small tune as he went. He didn't really care if they couldn't finish their sparing session. He continued to walk off, picking up Spike as he went, putting it in its shelf.

(Sorry short)