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Author: M.H. Moosetail
Fiction Rated: T - English - Adventure/Romance - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-28-05 - Updated: 05-15-06 - id:2037192

Another Day

" No no Fred, thats all wrong," Cole correcting Fred." You got to hear your pants snap when doing the kick."

"Well show me how it's done," Fred knows agreeing with Cole it pisses him off." My Master."

"That's right, I am your Master," Cole getting alot mad." This is how."

Cole demonstrates for Fred the simple move. They both stand in the Taekwondo dojo, just by themselves. Cole, standing with his suit. His spiky brown hair, broad shoulders. Standing about 5'11" and big chest. Fred exact same kind of suit as Cole. With his long shiny black hair, a little smaller then Cole. Standing at 5'9".

Not alot of people can afford this privilege. Only a few teens are in the advance classes or even the adult class. The dojo is just slowly getting by with the few little kids in the kids class. Fred's father tries anyway he can to get people watching and try to learn taekwondo, to promote it. He knows there is alot of kids that would like to, but the cost is just to high to do it on a regular basis. So to make it easier on themselves they are just shown to think taekwondo is for people that can't depend their-selves.

The dojo was just a empty room with a boys and girls change room. Mirrors on the walls, a Canada and Korean flag in the right of the center of the empty room. Alot of space. A single kicking bag by the mirrors. A few targets laying around. Some skipping-ropes put away out of sight. Other then that, its just a small empty gym. The colors would just break anyone's spirit, but Frank always said, you never the time to choose your surroundings in a actual fight, its not meant to help you.

The only black-belts in the dojo were, Fred Bale and Cole Steel. Fred's father owned the dojo. They so independant in their training. Ever since they were kids. Growing up with watching and playing so many karate movies and fight games. They both loved to show off their impressive skills. Fred's father Frank, doesn't like for them to show off too much. Frank just can't seem to discipline those two. Thinking no one can teach them is bad, sometimes its good to have a little fear inside. But soon someone will show them this and it wont be pretty. But Fred and Cole will just train extra hard, have another chat with that same guy. It has happened many times. But mostly the one guy surprises one of the two, they train for it and go together so there is no foul-play.

They are both 17 years old. In their last year of high school. Were in taekwondo since they were 3. Never been apart from each other. Those kind of friends that do everything together and known each other since they started school. Birthday parties, trick-or-treating together, opening their christmas gifts together.They grow up abit, changing there likings and new things come into play but they didn't just stop talking and forget about each other. They would always deal with their problems together even if its something to do with a girl. Fred is the one that would find one steady girl. Cole is those ones that meet them, sleep with them, and leave them. Never the ones to backstab or talk behind each others back, they known this one law. Cole is the one out drink while Fred is their watching he don't try mess with anyone and get him home safe.

Fred's dad, Frank Bale. Didn't care as much if they showed off alot, because it makes Fred happy and keeps him out of trouble. But it's been harder and harder for Frank to keep Fred out of trouble since Cole was alittle grey. Their friendship is too strong for Frank to not let Fred see Cole.

" Ah, I'm en-lightened," Fred being sarcastic.

"Damn rights your en-lightened," Cole with his quick comeback." If you fuck up again, 20 knuckle push-ups."

" 20?" Fred seeing Cole's empty threat.

" Ok, you want to get smart," Cole playing along." 60! Teach you to act smart."

" Come on Cole," Fred acting like he's scared." You got to be kidding."

" Hahah, yeah," Cole letting the joke go." Your dad would shove his foot up my ass, if he seen me giving his little daughter orders."

"..." Fred's smile was wiped off his face." Ok, that's too far. Sparring! Controlled Contact!"

"YOUR ON!" Cole jumping for the everyday opportunity.

Everyday Cole and Fred spar each other. They like the friendly match between each other. Growing up together, they know each other's strengths and weaknesses. Knowing each other basic moves and most complicated, deadly combos. And developed a defence for the combo and turn it around on them. Their like two peices of a stone.

They put on the chest protectors. Its a thing you wear around your chest, mimicing a body armour. And their ready to fight.

They stand face-to-face, staring into each other's eyes. Cole yells the proper preparations for a standard sparring yells "Begin", they both give off a shocking scream. Their hands come up and hop around, ready for anything.

Cole double steps toward Fred and sends a nice roundhouse to the ribs. Fred turns so Cole is only hitting his back, hitting the back is a penalty. Cole pulls back his leg and sees Fred's leg coming for his chest. So he leaps back and sendsa roundhouse for a counter. But its to late, Fred's already in the air for a jump spinning kick. Fred just misses Cole's head as it just brushes his hair. He knew he was done right there, at that moment. Cole just yeilds to Fred as he is the victor.

"Thats 1 for me," Fred feeling cocky." Better step up on your game."

"I showed you how to play this game," Cole acting the role of the dominate one."Its nothing to win against a stranger, its another to defeat another like you."

" Someone is trying to act like they know a few things."

"Damn rights Fred, you gonna do something about it?"

" We will see."

They begin round 2, if Fred wins, he beats Cole. But if Cole wins, they go to round 3, sudden-death. Back to their ready stance. Cole does a roundhouse, turning all the way back, leaps up lifting up his one knee. Fred forgets the basic move and gets ready to block a snap kick. But he gets surprised by Cole's left leg aimed straight for Fred's temple. Cole stops his foot, leaving it touching Fred's ear. And so Cole wins and they go to sudden-death.

" Fuck!" Fred feeling stupid." Forgot that simple move."

"Yeah, ready doing this simple dance and go all out?"

"Sounds good."

"FULL CONTACT," Cole yells.

They give out a spin chilling scream. They both conitinuely kicking each other in the sides, seeing who will give first. Fred's doubt forces him to give as he leaps up and tries to hit Cole in the right temple. But Cole easily blocks it and hits Fred in the chest with a great snap kick. Fred goes to his knees holding his chest, breathing heavy. Fred can only hear his heart beat, and breathing. Everything thing just slowed right down. Cole steps closer to Fred, his steps are just like banging on a hollow wall. The sweat is going in his eyes, feeling his eyes burning. He feels his muscles aching. Leaning on his knee and grabbing his knee. Pushes all his weight on his knee as he rises to his feet.

"Having alittle trouble," Cole hoping he's alright.

Fred can only Cole in a real deep, deaf sound. Cole noticing that Fred doesn't know where he is. Lays him down, taking off his chest protector as fast as he can. Fred is just out-of-it. ole just lets him breath till he takes back control of his body. He lets him lay there.

Cole walks over to the kicking bag. Takes a few roundhouse kicks and jump back kicks. Putting a great amount of power behind every kick. The bag bending back alot more then it does usually with the white-belts in the kid's class. Sweat running down his face. He feels the exhaustion taking his toll as he notices the kicks getting weaker. After 50 jump back kicks, he stops. Breaking the new bag in, the last bag only lasted 2 weeks before it broke, with Fred and Cole doing their minor exercises. Cole feeling his heart pumping and his heavy breathing, stops.

He notices Fred coming out his daily knock-out. Cole turns quickly to the entry, knowing its very rare for anyone to step inside the dojo. Cole begins to get more interested seeings it a girl, a every pretty girl. Hoping that shes a new member. She looked like a working girl, very strong mentally and confident looking. Long brown with blonde highlights. And perfect shaped body. She walks in, and heads straight for Master Bale's office. Cole watches without noticing. Frank steps out and giving her a offical taekwondo outfit along with her belt. She runs through to

Girl's change room. Cole staring at the door where she step inside of. Time is standing still for Cole. She steps out with your full suit, looking so beautiful with her blonde hair and white suit. Looking so delicate, Cole just wanting to hold her and protect her against her. Then he finally realizes shes standing right in-front of him with a disappointed look.

"Frank told me you'd work with me," She is very uptight towards Cole."Well? Your gonna stare at my chest all day or are you gonna show me a few things so I can get started?"

" Oh I can show you alot of things," Cole winking.

" Not by you."

Cole's smile is wiped from his face. Cole has never been in this situation before.. Where he is forced to teach a white-belt. He knew everything by just thinking it, visual the movement. He really wanted to teach her, seeing shes un-interested. So he can just treat her like any other person. But he couldn't get over how beautiful she is. So he just waited afew moments for Fred, hoping he might know where to begin.

"So,do you have a name?" Cole buying some time.

"Shouldn't you be showing me something?" The girl snaping back.

Fred is up and about, back to normal. Cole watches him walk towards the kicking-bag, not noticing the girl.

"FRED!!" Cole yells."We got a new white-belt here. It's her first day! Come here and show her a few things."

Fred stands where the others are waiting for him. Cole walks away, starting again on the kicking-bag. Fred and the girl stand there for some moments. He notices she begins to blush, looking as red as a cherry. Fred stares into her eyes, seeing the sweet, caring innocent girl she really is. They begin to enter their own world where all they go, feeling its just them, ingoring everything else. Theur heart-beats slow down and share they same beat. And Fred finally snaps out of it.

"So, may I ask you...your name?" Fred finally asks.

"...Oh...me?" The girl pulls out of her own world." Its Chloe."

"Does Chloe have a last name?" Fred knowing shes interested at that moment.

Chloe looks as though shes is back in her world. Fred already knows shes into him, he didn't even have to say a whole lot. So he just takes his time, let her come back to reality when she's good and ready. Fred begins to wonder what shes thinking about as she lookss like she's in a perfect world. He thinks, she can't be that into him. Fred is just Fred, the classic ordinary nerdy, good boy type. Such a beautiful can't just be in-loe with him just be the sight of him. And he just plays it cool and not to look too interested.

"Uh...does Chloe have a last name?" Fred asks again.

"...OH!!" Chloe pulls herself yet again out of her own world."Sorry, its Chloe Daters."

"Hahaha, okay, let me introduce myself...as my...self," Fred making a crappy joke." I'm Fred Bale. My father owns this dojo. If you don't already know. Some hmmm...where to begin? Maybe lets show you a few basic blocks and stances. First a low-block."

Fred demonstrates the technique, making it look easy. HE makes a fist and places it on his neck with his left arm. And he smaps it down at an angle.

"Now you try it," Fred asking as he examines her performance.

Chloe does it exactly how Fred demonstrated, just less force. But its okay, Fred knows she's only a girl, doesn't to suspect that she'd have a deadly force of movements.

Cole was just practising his regular exercises. He didn't care that Fred was putting the old charm on her, because he knew there was no way in hell that she'd go out with him. So he just maintains his regular practises.

"Now, stances you'll need to know are, walking-stance, forward-stance and back-stance,"Fred explains."And the other blocks are, inner-block, outer-block and high-block. Here I'll show you."

Fred demonstrates everything he mentioned. He'd state every move as he'd did each and everyone time he did them. He showed her all of them. SO he got her to follow behnd him as he did them. Noticing shes getting familiar with the moves. He asks for her to do samething he's doing which are scretches. Fred doing the splits like their nothing. He moves to lean to his left leg., later his right. Chloe watches with amazement as she struggles, but noting shes trying the best she can. Fred noticing her committment. He smiles watching her try her best. He gets up, so does she. So he shows her the basic stances, along with ready-stance, at ease-stance, and attention-stance. He yells the basic stances in order he told her. Cole looks over to see what Fred is yelling about so much.

"FRED!!"Cole yells." What day is it again?"

"Its Saturday," Fred answers and turns to Chloe." So, you think you got the blocks and stances down and good?"

"I think I got them," Chloe answering with a big smile.

"Okay, so you think your ready for your basic pattern #1 ?"Fred asks.

"Damn straight!" She yells.

Fred breaks out in laughter, un-able to stop. He just wonders how she'll be heading his orders in a few weeks. Most new belts don't last the week.

"Hahha, sorry, its just too funny," Fred giving his excuse." I like your attitude, your like, "bring it On." Funny, not many girls are like that."

:" Oh, I'll do alot more stuff that normal girls wouldn't do," Chloe flirting with her master a bit.

He begins a series of stances, blocks and punches. When he was done, he gave off a spin-chilling yell. Fred turns to Chloe looking at her amazed face and breaks it done for her. Helping her along with each thing. All the twists and turns he did. Chloe slowly starts to understand the basic pattern. He tries it a few times with her follwing. After he gets her to do it alone. He examines her, correcting any mistakes he notices and shows the right way. Her pattern is getting there, so he tells her to scretch. He tells her that scretching is the only way she'll be able to catch her breath. She stops smiling influenced by learning a important fact about scretch, instead of the benefits. She gets as he orders her to.

"Ready, front rising kicks, count 20, BEGIN!!" Fred orders.

Chloe having some trouble doing the kicks. Soon she catches her rhythm. Fred seeing that shes quite flexable then most. Chloe catchs Cole's eyes as he stops hat he's doing and just stands and stares. Something about a hot girl spreading her legs, drivves the boys crazy for her. Chloe understood this, Giving Fred a nice show. Cole being the self-invited friend.

"Ready, jumping-jacks, count 25, BEGIN!!" Fred orders.

Fred knows everyone knows what jumping-jacks are. You got to live under a rock your entire life to not know what a jumping-jack is. Now its her chest. She knows she has breasts that are bigger then most girls her age. Fred was enjoying himself and so is Cole.

"Ready, turn around, fix belt and uniform," Fred doing the proper closing ceremonies." Turn back around, attention-stance. Look at the flags, Place your right hand over your heart. Turn face Master instructor, bow. Class dismissed!"

Chloe guesses that the class is over and heads straight for the girl's change room. So does Fred and Cole. The two have a little chat about the plans for today.

"So, that Chloe chick is really damn hot," Fred stating the obvious." I can see shes into me."

"Yeah man, you can have her," Cole being the good friend." I know she wants nothing to do with me, and I'm ok with that."

"So, what's the Mastermind have planned for today?" Fred asks.

"Well...we could go to the mall," Cole stating what the basic saturday is like." And take them for a movie. You can bring Chloe if you want. I'll have no problem finding a chick to take with this mug."

"Someone is stuck on themselves," Fred mocking him." If you so called mug ccan get any chick. How can it couldn't get Choe? OH!!"

"Hahha, Fuck you Fred," Cole depending himself.

"Hahhaha, I don't none of your gay sex, thats just weird."

"You little bastard,"

"Hey, parents are married,"

"Hahaha, Ok I'm just gonna stop now,"

"Yeah I think that will be best,"

"Alright, are you already?"

"Lets go then,"

They finish changing , taking off their suits and putting on their regular clothes. Cole slides off his shirt and rubs his stomach, feelings his firm abs, smiling. Fred just shakes his head in dis-approval watching Cole. Fred slides on his shirt and the shirt just takes the shape of Fred's body, throws on his hoody;sweater. Fred stands in all blue and Cole in all red. Ready, they walk out.

Fred notices Chloe hasn't left yet and is standing at the door waiting for her ride, his intial chance he knows. He walks over to him as Cole goes see Frank on what he wanted to see him about.

Fred feels his heart-rate go faster, his palms getting sweaty. Still walking, but it seems a long ways to her, the path got longer some how. His eyes begin to wonder, looking everywhere, turning faster . His legs start to shake, growing weak. The only thing going through his mind are, "be calm, be kool, talk clear, don't fuck up."Fred has never had a steady girl, and this is new to him, the feeling he's feeling inside. Everyone is afraid when they feel something they never felt before. He found himself when he came out of his deep thought that she was looking right at him. He stares at her alittle. Feelings weird, like he shouldn't do this. Fred wishing this moment staring into her eyes would last forever and have time froze so he can feel this forever.

"Hey...ummmm," Fred feeling so un-comfortable." Would with me and Cole tonight? We're going to the mall for abit and than catch whatever is one thats the most best tonight."

Chloe knowing she's going to say yes even if her head says no. She really likes this boy, knowing who he really is by looking into his eyes. A sweet, innocent boy, just the opposite of his other half, Cole. She knows he likes her thats the only reason their in this sitaution. She has nothing planned what so ever on this night and it be real good to spend it with this new guy.

"I'd love to," Chloe answers knowings its the answer that Fred was looking for.

"Sweet...," Fred so happy." Just gotta wait for Cole and we'll be on our way."

"Yeah, I assume you two are brothers."

"Haha, nope, just real good friends that are like brothers," Fred feeling flattered." So how old are you?"

"Oh...hmmm...16,"

"Nice, I'm 17, and so is Cole,"

"Do you assist on involving him all your sentences?"

"Haha...oooo, you don't like him do you?"

"No I'm totally in-love with him from the first time I saw him,"

"I can see that it wasn't him you felt love at first sight," Fred turning around her jester, winking." I'm thinking the person your in-love with is much much closer."

Chloe is just blushing with no words to say, knowing he's right about one thing and everything about him is right. She can't seem to be herself, noticing she's acting a like a little girl in-love. Chloe can't help but blush and stop smiling. She had alot of other boyfriends, but never in her life has she felt this feeling. Her heart-rate begins to beat faster and faster, sounds of a drum. She didn't know what to think or what else to say, she was completely silent of having this perfect boy in her hands for the time being. She feared to lose him, even though they just met.

It's quite with them deep into her thoughts about each other. Finally Cole walks into the door gate.

"So you coming with us Chloe?" Cole breaking the ackward silence.

"Damn straight," She answers, winking at Fred.

"Well lets get going," Cole saying starting out the door.

(well this is the complete chapter, enjoy and review)



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