Perfection

You must be thinking I read business or architecture or arts

But no they do not interest me.

My interests were a little different from most of the girls .

They liked short dresses

I liked baggy clothes

They wore heels

I preferred combat boots.

They did nail art while I tied adhesive tape around my knuckles.

They liked clicking pictures in front of sports cars

While I liked to open the carburetor of it.

Simply said

I was a shy nerd who liked reading

But I didn't read bio/chemistry or physics

I read about combat,martial arts,cars and sometimes medicine.

And that's the reason I am here in this college.

Imperial College of martial arts and Combat(IGMC)

Our course is of 3 years

The first 2 years are purely theoretical

But in the 3rd year the actual fun begins.

In 3rd year we do everything we read practically.

I came second in theory but I am afraid of my 3rd year here.

Girls are in minority here but this doesn't mean that we are any less.

Here everyone is treated equal and in final year we will fight boys.

Now you can understand why the next prince of this kingdom studies here.

He is getting trained to perfection in self defence.

Why I am here?

Well simply because I love learning here and I wish to join the military forces of my country.

I want to save lives.

If you would know my family history you would think I am mad but let's keep that for later.

I wore my long loose t shirt and tight slacks to get ready for gym.

College ended 6hrs before and I wanted to let out some heat today.

My nerdy specs did cause me problem while boxing but I wish to get laser surgery few years later.

It was 11 I clock at night.

I preferred this time for my training because I didn't want others to see me training.

Also I hated it when someone watched me while I trained.

I am shy after all...what do you expect.

I entered and tied my long hair in a high pony to get ready.

As I was placing the tape on my knuckles to get ready when I heard footsteps approaching.

Sh** 

Who was crazy enough to be here at this time.

Without wasting a second I ran and hid behind a machine big enough to hide my frame.

It was dark around here

I don't think I will get noticed.

I peeped to see the main glass door open.

I saw silhouette of a person with a big body frame and unknowingly it looked familiar.

Two other people with him stopped there and turned around to stand outside the door.

Oh no

I hope my guess is wrong

Anyone but not him!!

Oh god please not him!!

He was coming in my direction

And my heartbeat was accelerating with each step he took.

I hid behind and slipped down to the floor .. trying to make myself as small as possible.

Next I heard the main switch pull down and the area in the centre got illuminated.

I looked again to see his back towards me and the boxing bag in front of him.

He started slow

With each blow he gave to the bag his intensity kept on increasing.

With each swing of the bag and sound of chains rustling my heart thumped again and again.

I was staring at his back like a sick creep

I know I should not be here

He should not be here

But I can't leave 

His bodyguards are guarding the damn door what can I do other than sitting here and waiting for his session to end.

While I was staring at his back I didn't realise his next move earlier.

He pulled up his wet shirt up his head and what I saw made my eyes go wide with shock and my body betrayed me thousandth time.

Perfection 

He looked like a model with that toned back and bulging biceps.

He started his punching again and the sweat dripping down his back and that tattoo of an eagle behind his neck were enough to make me close my eyes and hide back again .

I did a sin

He was a sinner

Why did I have to look !!

Oh no what have I done!!!

Time passed it was 12 now

But I didn't got enough courage to look at him again or try to run from here.

My right leg was paining like hundred needles were getting pierced into it.

My back was aching and my whole body was sore sitting in the same pose.

But one thing didn't change

Thumping of my crazy heart.

I haven't even seen his face today but his back was enough to do this to me.

But one thing that impressed me the most were his punches

The way his elbows made the perfect angle and the way his feet moved were just amazing.

He must be learning in advance.

He is the topper after all

What did I expect.

I gawked at his skills.

I have learned and seen alot of techniques before but his were very unique.

And I wanted to learn them.

I did managed to remember few of his but I knew they were not easy.

I checked the watch again and it read 12:15 

God Just end this torture for me!

God did listen to me 

But his way was very unique.

My eyes fell on something in the corner next to me which I think just moved.

On moving closer a small tail like thing came in my view .

Oh no I am going to have a heart attack today!!

I hate rats

Anything but rats

I remember crying on seeing them when I was little.

"Good raty...good raty...shoo...shooo go!! go!"

I whispered to it

The rat had bad intensions

It first stared at me like it understood what I said but next it did what I never thought it would.

It jumped on my feet and I jumped on the floor.

Forgetting that I was sitting in the corner with machine equipment all around me and my only crush in front of me.

I screamed in fear and my head hit some thing hard as I jumped up from my safe position.

I forgot everything at that time.

My eyes were only fixed on the rat and it's touch on my feet.

My vision started getting hazy...I saw 3 rats there where earlier was one only.

I looked around to see everything around me had 3 copies.

And then when I felt something wet on my neck and a throbbing pain in my head.

I knew I had created a blunder.

My clumsy self has again decided to get on surface.

I am fine!! It's nothing !!

It's a little wound it's alright!!

I tried to assure myself and I found my vision returning back to normal.

The culprit rat was no where to be found but when I started to look up my already burdened heart decided to stop.

The strong 6 packs of abs glistering with sweat came in my view.

Gulping down the saliva stuck in my throat I looked higher to see those captivating blue eyes of my crush staring at me with anger.

Anger of having his training interrupted

Anger of having a nerd invade his privacy.

Anger of getting stalked by a crazy girl.

"Step out!"

He ordered in his authoritative voice making me shrink back with fear.

I never saw him angry before but it is scary as hell.

"I......I......."

I lost my words..I couldn't even apologize.

"I asked you to step out first!"

I decided to listen to his command but as soon as I tried my numb right leg refused to cooperate.

The numb sensation accompanied by hundred pins made me hold on to the machine for support.

Still I managed to step out from the corner and step in light.

His eyes took in my features.

Like he was trying to identify me.

His eyes were looking hazy again and his beautiful features were getting covered by a layer of opaquicity.

I couldn't see him clearly and the throbbing in my head was worsening.

"What were you doing here at this time?"

The anger in his voice was evident.

My eyes were dropped down along with my head.

I couldn't face him 

Not like this in this situation.

"Have you girls lost it!! Why don't you fuck**** get it that I have no interest in entertaining girls like you!See I don't want to be rude but please leave me alone for once!! "

She couldn't understand what he was saying 

Her brain stopped understand voices few seconds before.

And now her body was loosing balance.

Unintentionally she grabbed onto his arms for support.

Anything that could save her from what was going to happen next.

He couldn't see her eyes

He couldn't see how she was struggling for support.

He could only see another interruption in his busy routine.

Another unwanted distraction.

"I Fu**** told you to leave me not hold me!! How desperate can you girls be!"

He tried pulling away her hands but she was holding him in a tight grip.

He was her only support..she had to hold onto him.

As soon as he jurked his arm away from her ,he saw her body loosing balance and falling behind.

Knowing that there was a machine behind her and she could get hurt.

He grabbed onto her waist to stop her from falling.

His eyes met her blue eyes for the first time.

It looked like she were struggling to keep them open.

"Oh come on!! Don't act on fainting now!! This is not a cliché movie for god sake!"

His words didn't had any effect on her.

Instead her eyes closed down on him.

His other hand moved up to support her head from behind .

"Hey drama queen..will you wake-"

His words stopped in-between as he felt something wet on his hand.

Pulling it up he saw red.

A lot of blood.

His senses froze and for the first time the beat of his heart changed.

He gently placed her unconscious body on the ground and pulled her head towards his chest to look at her head.

Her blonde hair had all turned red with blood.

He placed his tshirt on her wound trying to stop the blood flow.

Her eyes were opening and closing again.

She was trying to look into his caring blue eyes

His other hand moved to her face.

She is looking pale he thought.

He saw her trying to say something and he calmed down a bit.

At least she was not unconscious he thought.

"I..am....fine....just a...small.....wound... don't worry."

He took his water bottle and sprinkled some water on her face.

"Blood is flowing like a fu**** waterfall and you are saying it's just a small wound.

I'll handle it just try to remain conscious"

Without wasting a second he pulled her up in his arms and made his way out of the gym building.

"Ron!! hurry this is an emergency ...get the car ready"

He ordered his bodyguard while he carried her bridal style to the parking space.

She couldn't fulfill his order any longer.

Soon she didn't realise when darkness welcomed her.