Ready to fight?

Ping walked toward the entrance, then, as soon as he thought there was enough space, he stopped and prepared himself, taking the right position for a fight. He was now smiling excited: it was the first time that he was going to do it with someone that he could actually call 'friend'.
"Ready?" he asked, waiting for Tulio to do the same

Tulio looked at him with a sly smile, calculating how the battle was going to start off.
"Ready," he said finally, but did not look it. He was standing still, relaxed, with his arms down the side of his body, and his body standing straight. He was merely watching Ping. Waiting for his first move.

Ping raised his eyebrows: was he serious? It could be a joke... or maybe he didn't know how to fight.. or there was even the possibility that he was only pretending...
Since he wasn't going to move, Ping guessed was his turn to start: he decided to start with a simple beginning, running toward him ready to hit him in the face. He calculated everything, even if he would have token him he wouldn't have really hurted him. And if he was going to react... he was ready to parry or dodge a punch or a kick

Tulio laughed softly, honestly amused at the boy. He had expected such an aggressive fighting style from an army man, but he had doubted Ping knew other ways to fight. It seemed he had been right. Great mistake.
Tulio dodged right in time, stepping to the side to let Ping stumble forwards.
Then he spread a leg to the side, making Ping trip over it and fall to the ground.
Tulio laughed as he walked over to the boy on the ground, reaching a hand down to help him up again.

When Ping realized Tulio's intention it was already too late and in a few seconds he found himself on the floor: he couldn't help but laugh as well when Tulio reached him and hand and, coming back on his feet, he teased him "That wasn't fair!"
but it was evident that this had only amused him. Immediatly he took again the position to fight, ready to start again

"Anything is fair in love and war," he teased and winked charmingly.
It was true that Tulio was no match for most men in brutal strength, but he had learnt to adapt, finding his strength in calculating attacks as well as his speed and agility. He had already given away his fighting method, and was afraid that now when Ping knew, he would not be as easy to trick. However, he wouldn't give up.
He hunched himself down in a position as if he was ready to attack, putting his fists up.
"Whenever you're ready," he said slyly, with a slick smile.

Ping focuse, assuming a poker-face to not reveal him his intention, and after a few second attacked again: it was an attach really similar to the first one, or at least so it seemed. It was only a fake, actually he was going to change direction at the last moment and hit him with a kick. Again, he had calculated his moved to not hurt him, and if he had tried again the same trick he was ready to jump: he was running fast, so he would have fallen toward the floor, but he would have stretched out a hand, jumping on it and arriving on the other side with a somersault, then he would have jumped again on Tulio.

Tulio stumbled backwards from the blow, but not before he could grab hold of Ping's lower arm, dragging him with him.
They were really close for a split second, and time seemed to stand still as Ping passed him.
Tulio only let go of him once Ping was behind him, before he quickly turned around and landed a blow on his chest, using his lower arm to push him. Using his knuckles might have hurt him, but he found this nothing but a playful push.

He actually hitted Tulio, but the boy played again in and unpredictable way and dragged him down with him. For a second that seemed eternal they were relly close: Ping swallowed, feeling a strange sensation, but then, suddenly, before he could even try to understand what it was, the ground arrived, and with it the Tulio's playful fist. It didn't hurt, but if the boy wanted that kind of game... he fastly grabbed his arm and, using a lot of strenght, he managed to drag him to the floor and put himself over him: he didn't even think how dangerous that game could become to him, how now Tulio could simply find out his secret if there had been too much contact: he was having too much fun to think...

For an army man, he sure knew how to fight like a child. But Tulio didn't mind, it was the way he preffered it.
Laughing he raised his head - every other limb was pinned down by Ping - and blew playfully in his face.
"You're good," he admitted laughing. He was having too much fun.

When he blew in his face Ping turned it with a grin, amused. At his phrase he replied teasing him with an "I know". It was the first time that he was actually that confident with Tulio, but after all, this was his element: it could be serious or just a game, fighting was what he had done for e lifetime, the only thing he had always been sure of. And now, share it with Tulio was so incredibly funny: it had always been relazing, in his own way, but never so amusing!

Tulio looked up at Ping with a grin, waiting until he lowered his guard and loosened his grip.
When he finally did, he didn't hesitate for a split second before he quickly used all his strength to release his hands, before grabbing Ping's wrists instead. He rolled around, letting himself on top of Ping, he pinned him down.
"But two can play that game," he finished his previous sentence with a teasing grin.

"You cheater!" he exclaimed surprised as soon as the boy finished his sentence, finding himself stuck under him on the floor. He tried to wriggle but he didn't manage to do it: he surely had to wait again for a good moment, but suddenly a thought crossed his mind... that it seemed a lot like his dreams... where Tulio... no. no. NO! He couldn't focus on it now, he couldn't... luckily he was already red because of the fight, so it was impossible see how embarassed he was, and he tried to hide his embarassed expression, and luckily for once he was doing it pretty good.

"What's wrong?" he asked teasingly. "Can't get up?"
He laughed, not showing any sign of loosening his grip on Ping.
He leaned down, so Ping could feel Tulio's breath on his face as he spoke.
"Not strong enough?" he asked provocatively with a sly grin trying to make Ping fight back.

He kept trying to wriggle and to make Tulio move or fall, but without any success: it was a weird sensation. On one side he was tensed and... there was something else he couldn't or maybe didn't want understand... and on the other side he was really having fun with him, and even if his whole body was tensed up, he couldn't help but smile.
"Let me go!" he exclaimed in the end, still trying to not give up

He laughed.
"You know, this reminds me of something.." he said teasingly, almost certain Ping wouldn't understand what he was talking about, so he continued, trying to make it more clear to him. The kid needed to be fed with a spoon some times.
"Can't say anyone's ever rejected me before though, you're almost starting to hurt my feelings," he joked and let Ping go, putting a hand on his own chest, exaggeratedly faking a few sobs before breaking into laughter once again.

At the beginning he actually didn't understood Tulio's words, but when he did, the second time he talked, he couldn't help but blush hardly because of the sexual implication. When he finally let him go he wriggled away, still a bit embarassed, but when he kept teasing him he couldn't help but jump on him again, restarting the fight: now he wasn't even able to know if he would have been on the top or under this time. He had done it without thinking, just because it was funny... and... secretly, even because he wanted to have again a phisycal contact with him...

Tulio barely had to move for Ping to miss him.
He simply scooted over and let Ping fall to the ground beside him, before Tulio once again returned to his position on top of him, pinning him down against the soft grass with a new, playful grin.
"Getting sloppy kid," he teased him.

Ping was only a bit surprised when he found himself again on the floor, with Tulio on the top of him: he could feel that it was like a part of him had wished for it. But when Tulio teased him again, he focused better and, using a lot of strenght, he managed to free an harm: it was enough to pull Tulio away from him, making him fall as well and jump on him to be him on the top this time "Not totally true" it was his time to tease the friend

"I hope you don't treat Megara that violently," he teased back as his back hit the ground with force.
"Though who knows, she might like it," he laughed.
"Like me," he teased with a gleam in his eye and a charming smile.
His smile quickly turned sly as he wriggled to get out of his grasp. His smile however, disappeared as soon as he realized Ping wouldn't let him go just that easily this time. He was trapped.

When he talked about Meg in that way he opened wide his eyes and was really tempted to hit him for real, but in the end he didn't, after all he knew he was only joking. And also, he was already obtaining his win: as soon as the boy realized he didn't have an escape he grinned satisfied "So, you surrender?" he asked childishly

"Will you let me go if I do?" he asked, still struggling under his grasp, but not as much.
He had realized trying to get out was useless, he would only have to wait.

"Mmm... maybe.." he replied still teasing him, without loosening the grip on him: it was clear that he was having fun in that moment, it was possible say it from his grin that simply didn't want to disappear, a smile that arrived even to his eyes

"What if I want you to stay?" he asked teasingly as he twisted his wrist to get a good hold of Ping's wrist as well.
It wasn't enough to roll him over, but enough to trap Ping as well. Neither of them had the upper hand anymore.
He pulled Ping closer, so close he could feel their entire bodies on each other. So close he could feel his breath.
That was the moment he had waited for, Ping was taken by surprise and loosened his grip.
Tulio quickly got himself out from underneath Ping, getting to his feet and brushing off his clothes with a sly grin.

Tulio's gesture surely cought him in surprise: he opened wide his eyes when he found himself suddenly so close to him, trapped by him. He could feel the time slowing down and his heart that started to bump crazily. But then, suddenly, the moment finished, and he found himself again on the floor: only after a few seconds, when he managed to breath normally again, he said pretending to be angry "You really are a cheater!"