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Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Brandon parked his car in the parking lot and began a walk toward the front doors for Mr. Horowitz's class. As he was making his way there, an athletic-looking guy approached him, thankfully not this Mark guy that had it out for him. Hey there, champ. I caught your last fight. That head kick knockout of Kennedy was epic. Brandon sighed with exasperation on the inside, but maintained a friendly smile. One thing about being a celebrity that no one ever tells you is how annoying it is. Since he became World Champion in Kickboxing, it was like that was all people saw. People seemed to forget that outside of the ring, he was still just plain Brandon Hargrave. He had hoped to keep his identity under wraps for a while, but this overzealous fanboy just made it clear that that wasn't going to happen. It was Vanessa's kiss that had probably started this, and now he was probably going to have to dodge guys and girls wanting autographs and other things from him. It was times like this that he wished he could turn invisible. Thanks, man. I'm glad you enjoyed the fight, but I have to get to class. Excuse me. Paul almost jumped in front of him. Wait a minute, man. I had something to ask you. You want an autograph, right? That would be awesome, but that actually wasn't it. I'm good friends with Vanessa and am dating one of her friends, Samantha. Our whole group hangs out in the cafeteria during lunch and you're more than welcome to join us. Brandon tried not to get testy, remaining calm. I'll...think about it, he finally said. Paul beamed. Cool, man. He went to walk away and then turned back around. I think Vanessa likes you, you know. She plays it cool, but I haven't seen her look like that since she and Mark first got together last year. Maybe hit her up sometime? Brandon nodded just to get rid of him, and shook his head when the guy turned his back. The last thing he needed was something like this. College had meant to be an escape for him, a chance to be just a regular guy for a change. Now that looked like it was dashed. Aside from that, the last thing he wanted or needed was to get close to Vanessa. Aside from the Mark problem, she was probably just another girl that only had interest in him because of his status. Brandon shook off his annoyance and went to class. He sat in the back and couldn't help but notice that Vanessa looked spiffy today. He himself was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt that said Iron Jaw Kickboxing Gym, his starting point years ago. He opened his textbook and listened as Mr. Horowitz began. The content of the lecture was boring, but he took notes. The bell rang just as he was falling asleep, and he grabbed his books, heading out of the classroom and down the hall to head home for lunch, since he lived not far from the college.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Do not look... Those three simple words Vanessa Vasselli repeated constantly in her mind. She wanted too look-so badly. Just to see if he had witnessed her embarrassment, if was even sitting in the same spot. Wrong words appeared on her computer screen, not the notes she was suppose to be writing but her thoughts instead. Vanessa hit backspace, holding the nub down it all vanished. Her current state would never do. She needed to look. Careful and covert Vanessa glanced behind. There he was, busy taking notes. His hands not working at a keyboard like her classmates. The brunette wondered why he chose the original method, many found it bothersome to lug around paper. Everything was cleaner and well organized with modern technology. She Brandon Hargrave could more than afford to buy himself the latest laptop. So why didn't he- he was most definitely a strange one. Vanessa Vasselli had all intentions of speaking to Brandon again before he left class. However the kickboxer disappeared before she could gather her things. It irked the short brunette to the fullest. Vanessa moved as fast as her thigh high heeled boots could take her. Walking quickly down the hall, keeping sight of the t shirt she saw Brandon wearing- she called out too him. There was no answer, no sign of recognition. Tall, handsome, strides long and to precise. He did not miss a beat. Slow down dammit Her paced increased, heels hitting the floors of San Jose as she all but ran forward, grabbing the boy by his arm. Her weak grip no match for the bulge of muscle she held onto. The feeling stunned Vanessa, her eyes travelling to the back of his head, waiting for acknowledgement. Not even Mark had been that muscular, as Vanessa held on, she tried to reach her puny palm further around his bicep. Unbelievable . In that moment Vanessa knew Brandon Hargrave, the boy standing in front of her- well, he was no boy. Brandon Hargrave was a man, a man that would not be single for long in San Jose. She gave it a month- a month before girls began throwing themselves his way. Brandon would get laid in a heartbeat. Vanessa cleared her throat, deciding to speak up. If her grip did not indicate she was a girl then her voice would. At least that would help deter him from throwing a punch at whoever he presumed was bold enough to grab him. Are you deaf? She joked. I was practically shouting your name from down the hall
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

As Brandon proceeded down the hallway, he thought he was hearing something, but so many voices were intermingling at once that it was hard to know. All of a sudden he felt someone grab his arm, and at first, he thought it was Mark. However, the grip did not feel like a man's, and the hand was too small to even get around his arm. He turned around and had to look down to see Vanessa standing there in front of him. Seeing her face-to-face, he started to feel bad about what he had thought about her earlier. The look in her eyes was of genuine caring, not the look of screaming, horny fangirls. Brandon smiled at her joke, a charming smile that lit up his whole face. I'm sorry. It's loud in this hallway. People passed around them as they stood there, her still holding onto his arm. It was nice to see her like this, but his plan had just hit a snag. He did not know Vanessa fully and wasn't sure if he could completely trust her, so he did not want her seeing where he lived. It seemed like he was going to have to take Paul up on his earlier offer. Listen, I'm starved. A friend of yours, Paul, invited me to hang out with you guys, so let's go do that. His hand reached up and gently ran under her arm, his tough skin meeting her smooth skin. His hand took hers and let it rest in his palm before gently letting it down, a much more gentlemanly way of separating her hand from his arm then pulling away. He then turned and began walking toward the cafeteria, walking slower so that the short brunette could keep up.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Vanessa Vasselli frowned at the revelation. Why would Paul invite him . Silently she walked beside him, eyes glancing up every now again as she somehow tried to piece together the puzzle that was Brandon Hargrave. The guy was a thousand piece puzzle in Vanessa's mind, and so far every piece was missing-except for his kickboxing career. In that moment the beautiful brunette decided to befriend him, to uncover the mystery. Vanessa was a avid fan of mysteries and solving the unsolvable. It was that simple trait that got her into as much trouble as it could have at a young age. The same thing that could get me into a lot of trouble now , she thought. If only she knew what the future would hold...Vanessa Vasselli would steer clear of the handsome devil. Brandon Hargrave was trouble in disguise. When they exited building A, making their way across the open expanse to the large blue double doors that marked the cafeteria, Vanessa spoke up. I saw your fight.....it was really impressive She tried to sound nice, though the girl knew nothing of kickboxing. There was no lie to her words-she truly was impressed. Vanessa walked ahead quickly, opening the doors and heading in before Brandon. Her scanning the area as usual, Paul waving in her direction. She knew he was not waving at her, but the person behind. Vanessa did not need to turn around to see who it was, she smelt him. The feel of his biceps were not the only thing that stunned the brunette....His scent intoxicated. She briefly wondered why it took her this long to notice. Brandon kept her thoughts preoccupied that Vanessa did not notice Mark staring at the two of them as they walked across to her table of friends. Hey girls...guys Vanessa mumbled the last part, waiting till she got Paul alone to tear him a new one. Hey! They all smiled, happy to see Brandon. Am I chopped liver? She pouted. Oh shush Melanie fanned, placing her hand out to Brandon My name's Melanie, you can call me Mel. I'm Terry, the boyfriend . Everyone chuckled at Terry's remark. As if Brandon had any thoughts of taking Melanie away from him. Get over yourself Samantha laughed. Vanessa sat down taking out a sandwich that she carried for lunch. The only thing she could afford on as student allowance. Paul eyed Brandon You can get an array of things at the counter up there...it's kinda pricey but worth it
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Brandon turned his head toward her as she said that she had seen his fight. Oh, you did? That's great, I'm glad you liked it. He looked back ahead with a smile on his face. Glover Kennedy is a great fighter and person. I'm proud to say that I fought him. Brandon entered the cafeteria and nodded as Vanessa's friend waved to them. Paul in particular was enthusiastic about it, and he couldn't help but admire the guy's devotion. Perhaps being Brandon Hargrave the kickboxer here was not entirely a bad thing, after all. They all seemed quite eager to meet him, and the first to introduce herself was Melanie. Nice to meet you, Mel, he replied politely as he shook her hand in a balanced grip, not too firm but not too loose. It was then that Terry spoke up, and he chuckled at his joke. Oh, the boyfriend, huh? I thought all of these attractive ladies were for me. This joke got a chuckle out of them, and he shook Terry's hand. Everyone introduced themselves, and he looked over at the counter. Be right back. Brandon went over to the counter and got himself a healthy sandwich with a bottle of water, nothing too expensive. Brandon sat back down at the table and took a swig of the water. So, I suppose it's no secret what I do for a living. Here at the college I'm doing generals. What are you guys pursuing? He had not failed to notice that Vanessa's ex Mark had been eyeing him like a hungry wolf, more angry than ever. Not only did it seem like he had taken his woman, but it seemed like he had now taken his place within the group.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Terry grinned I'm also in generals His enrollment had only been due to Melanie. Terry's heart was set on entering the police academy age he graduated San Jose. In the meantime the brown haired blue eyed boy wanted to be near his beautiful red haired girlfriend, especially as he intended on proposing after they graduated. I'm a journalism major Melanie smiled I wanna tell the truth, not the lies the media sells these days Paul glanced at his beautiful blonde girl I'm a fitness major Samantha rolled her eyes That's not what it's called The blonde knew her boyfriend always referred to it like that just to piss her off. She turned to Brandon He's in nurition and sport science and I'm in interior design Like I said...fitness Samantha turned to Paul raising her hand to hit him, the tough guy bracing himself. The rest of the gang laughing at their antics. Excuse my friends, they're not usually this...nuts Vanessa smiled as she sipped her water. A half eaten sandwich laying on a brown bag in front of her. Head bowing slightly as she took another chunk out of the cold turkey. There was nothing the brunette would not do for hot chessy, saucy pizza at that moment. Melanie nodded in agreement with Vanessa's statement We aren't usually this crazy, but you'll learn to love- Melanie's sentence had been cut short by the sudden appearance of Mark. Hey guys Everyone mumbled their response, unimpressed by the footballer and upset at his outward debauchery. Vanessa can I talk to you The brunette in question who had been in the middle of finishing the last bite of her sandwich looked up. Completely shocked, she grabbed her bottle water, gulping to send the contents of food down quickly. I guess She stood and left the table, Mark escorting her outside. Do you think they'll get back together? Paul asked I'm not sure... Samantha whispered I hope not
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Brandon looked at Terry and nodded with a smile. That's great. My reason is that I'm not sure what I want to do yet. I know I can't be a Kickboxer forever, but I haven't found anything I love just as much. He turned to Melanie and showed suitable respect. I look forward to reading your journalism. Brandon loved that Melanie had the idealism and passion to pursue her dream. He just wondered how many in the field had been like her once and not found it so easy to stick to that. Paul and Samantha both told them what they liked, and he now completely understood why Paul was a fan of his. Nutrition and sports science was especially important for a professional fighter like him. My manager would love you, Paul. He has several degrees in that field, a real master of the art of managing. Brandon then turned his head to Samantha. That's awesome that you're going into interior design. I'm sure you and Paul will have a very nice home together. Paul continued to needle her, and she made like she was going to punch him in the arm playfully. Hey, that form's not bad. Maybe some boxing or kickboxing could be in your future? He then turned his head to Vanessa. No, this is great. Brandon was enjoying being able to socialize like a normal person. With the women having boyfriends, he could be sure they wouldn't be throwing themselves at him for the wrong reasons, and the guys were cool. The positive vibes continued, until Mark decided to make an appearance. Apparently, whatever he had done had earned him the full disapproval of the group and not just Vanessa. Brandon did not look at Mark. He did not want the football player to feel like he was being challenged. He did not fear Mark, but he had a lot to lose if there was a fight. Being a professionally trained fighter, he was held to a very high standard in this regard. If he hurt Mark badly in a fight, he stood to lose his career. He could not afford that, so avoiding fights with civilians was a high priority. Thankfully, Mark only wanted to talk with Vanessa and did not so much as look his way. They left the table and went outside to talk in private. While her close friends talked it over amongst themselves, Brandon began eating his sandwich and drank the water. He thought it had been delicious, especially for not being badly priced. I'm going to hit the gym. See you guys later. Brandon got up and headed out the door to head to the gym, not passing by where Mark and Vanessa had gone. He was in a Physical Education class this semester, so he could use the gym facilities for free. Once he was there, he changed in the locker room to comfortable gray basketball shorts and a gray tank top. He definitely drew attention for being so muscular, but he ignored it and began bench-pressing. After that, he began to use a pull down weight machine. Being a Kickboxer, it was important for him to work his legs, as well, so he began to lift the heavy weights with his powerful legs as others filed in to work out, as well.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Vanessa knew nothing good would come of her agreeing to Marks request. Ego and pride filled his head and Mark went storming away from Vanessa, back into the cafeteria. She followed behind quickly in a confused and frantic state. Not knowing what Mark was going to do next made everything all the more dangerous. He saw the new guy leave the table from where he stood outside. Mark figured it was about time he introduced himself. Within minutes the tall athletic sandy blonde found his target. The unsuspecting Brandon had been working out, unaware of the impending confrontation. Mark stop Vanessa said right on his heels. Her feet hurting from trying to keep up with him in heels. Hey He began, waiting for Brandon Hargrave to pause his work out. Mark Samuel did not want a fight, he just needed to size up his opponent-instill fear. Your name is? He continued, standing closely to Brandon's weight machine. His name is Brandon....that's all you need to know Vanessa sighed. Don't tell him anything she mouthed to the kickboxer from behind her ex boyfriend's back.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Brandon had just finished doing a few reps when he saw Vanessa's ex approaching him with intent. Oh, great, here we go... He stopped lifting and turned his head to face him. Vanessa was right behind Mark, and she was mouthing for him to not tell him anything. Brandon stood up to face Mark man-to-man, and it was clear that whatever Mark thought of himself, he was not the alpha here. Brandon was a few inches taller and much bigger than him, so it was clear that Mark would be making a mistake to seek a fight. However, Brandon let his eyes remain neutral, showing no hostility or annoyance. Mark was already on edge, so he did nothing with his words or body language to make him think he was being challenged. My name is Brandon Hargrave. He extended his hand, and Mark reluctantly shook it. After they dropped hands, Brandon kept the tone of his voice friendly and polite. There is a misunderstanding here. He gestured toward Vanessa. I had no idea Vanessa was going to kiss me, and we are not dating. She just told you that to get under your skin. I was sitting with her friends because I didn't feel like driving home to eat. I'm not trying to date Vanessa or take your place in any way. I'm just trying to live my life and want to be left alone, end of story. Brandon turned and walked away with no further word or gesture, getting his stuff and leaving the gym before Mark could push this further. He hoped that this would put an end to issues with Mark, but to be sure, he would stay away from Vanessa and her friends. If Mark continued to fill like his position in their lives was threatened, he would continue pushing things with him, and he simply had too much to lose to allow that. He was not going to throw away his hard-won career because some jock was having problems with his woman or ex woman or whatever. He walked out to his car, earning admiring glances from the men and very interested glances from the women. He stowed his stuff in his car and began going for a run on the path around the school, what they called in the Boxing and Kickboxing world road work.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Mark turned to face Vanessa after Brandon Hargrave disappeared through the double doors of the gym. Don't play games with me The brunette felt like screaming and kicking Brandon where sun did not shine. The kickboxer humiliated her and she would return the favour. Vanessa folded her arms, defiant in her stance. Stop bothering me and I'll stop playing games with that said she spun on her heels, hell bent on giving the champion a piece of her mind. The least he could've done was help me out Vanessa muttered as she made her way out of the main building. However, Brandon had been nowhere in sight. Great Vanessa let out an exasperated breath as she scanned the students that littered the front of campus. Her brown eyes landing on the wide variety of vehicles in the student car park. A small smile played at her lips. With confidence in her step Vanessa Vasselli made her to Brandon's truck. The short brunette hopped onto the hood with little difficulty, her legs crossed, extenuating the black thigh high boots she wore. Brandon could not escape her now, he wouldn't... Rather than humiliation, the mischievous brunette had other plans in mind for the tall dark mysterious man. Vanessa knew her presence, persistence and annoying qualities would drive him insane. The peace of mind he so wanted-would be crushed.
Thread: Love and Kickboxing (Grave x EveningSky)

Brandon had done about four laps around the school track, not bad considering that he had run for well over a mile. He was sweating and exhausted by the time he got done, his tank top stained dark with sweat, but he smiled as he felt his body reacting well to him pushing it. He got a long drink of water and used the gym's shower facilities to clean up before drying off and changing his clothes. As he was heading back to his car to go home, he saw Vanessa laying down on the hood of his car and sighed. It was clear that she was unhappy with him for staying neutral instead of taking her side against Mark, and she was now going to make him pay for it. Even with that realization, though, there was little a good guy like him could do to stop it. Brandon went around to the front of the car and looked at her with an amused look. He looked her up and down, taking in her athletic body, beautiful face, and nice clothing. You look like you're posing for some weird new-age art, a mix between a car magazine cover and a prep school brochure. He opened the door and placed his bag in the passenger seat and shut it before walking over and crossing his arms. I have a feeling you're going to want to stick to me like glue for all the wrong reasons. Brandon got behind the wheel and started the car. He could have backed the car up, sped forward, and then hit the brakes suddenly to throw Vanessa into the gravel and pavement of the parking lot, but he was not that mean a person. So, he decided to take a more roundabout approach. He backed out of the parking lot and headed for the edge of the parking lot on the other end. He then hit the brakes and tossed her onto the grass, which might stain her clothing but would not really hurt her. See ya, he said with a wave of his hand as he drove off, headed for home. Since he lived not far from the university, he took a longer and more convoluted route to a parking garage and parked his car there. He then took a convoluted and twisting path home, often doubling back on himself and taking out of the way routes on foot before he finally arrived home. Between all of it, it should have made it impossible for Vanessa to follow him, and she would not find his apartment easily because it was not rented in his real name. Vanessa may have been determined to make him pay, but she had underestimated his own determination to avoid company and focus on his career. One did not become a world champion without a healthy dose of determination. He laughed as he got a drink and headed over to his kitchen table to study.