Mikeru let out an involuntary chuckle. He couldn't help that and it made him feel slightly bad. He didn't want to tease or fight with a little boy. Still, maybe a little humility could teach him some manners. How rude could you get?

"Yeah, I do you 'dummy'. And there's nothing you can do about it. You know how good a fighter I am. Just try something." He challenged.

BAM! The boy swung a fist at Mikeru, which connected right in his crotch! It was a glancing, light blow, but it was still a blow to a very sensitive area! "How's that?!" he smirked as the blow landed, stepping back to observe the effects.

Mikeru stood in shock as the pain took root in his crotch and traveled and spread throughout his body. He blinked before tearing up and grabbing himself. He had been so stunned that he pulled up pants were let go and they fell to the ground while he crouched and whimpered slightly.

"Y-You... little..." he squeaked out and forced his fists to his sides to keep from nursing his sore sensitive area any longer. "I suppose I should've expected a kid like you to go for the cheapest shot in the book..."

"Little?" the boy growled as he glared up at Mikeru, smirking a little bit as he pointed down to the older boy's ankles. "I'm not the one who's standing up at attention with his pants down..."

There was a lot of laughter as the other kids realised he was right, which was interrupted by the bell ringing and telling them to hurry up!

"Ack, I gotta hurry." the boy groaned as he pulled his shirt on and passed Mikeru towards the door. "You wanna fight again, little kid, then meet me outside later!" he called over his shoulder as he ran out!

Mikeru stood there blushing and anger stricken. He had never been humiliated like that before. With a sigh, he reached down and pulled his pants back up, sighing as they sagged a little. He wished he had remembered a belt for today.

"Sheesh. Oh well. A fight's a fight." Mikeru mused and smiled as he headed outside. He was ready to take care of this now.

Unfortunately, it was time for class for the boy, meaning that Mikeru had a whole hour before school ended and it was time for the fight. It would give him time to prepare, and spread the word if he chose though, so it wasn't all bad.

Mikeru had no way of knowing the boy's schedule. He sighed and figured it wasn't worth it. Of course, when he was approached he informed people of the situation regardless. It sounded so ridiculous that he knew he couldn't keep it to himself. Of course, word got around quick. People laughed as they told the story to others and were anxious to see one of the school's best fighters take on a kid.

Soon the school day was over, and sadly, Mikeru had seen no sign of that redhead since... His class got out before any other though, and waiting at the school gates, the boy soon appeared coming out of a classroom, walking calmly up to Mikeru and crossing his arms expectantly. "Well?"

"Well? What the hell does that mean? You want to fight or not kid?" Mikeru said with a hint of annoyance and tapped his foot. He already knew that people were going to show up to see him punch out a younger boy but it still irked him that this had taken so long. It was just a stupid situation.

"That's my line, kid!" he growled, tapping his own foot. "Where am I gonna beat you up?" he demanded, clearly just as impatient to get what he considered an easy win over with.