Golden Gloves by TheFaintHeart

By: TheFaintHeart

Pairing: J/B

World: AH

It all started with a comment about a review on one of my stories, that I had taken the time to Tweet with TheFaintHeart. I had asked if we could talk a little about my story because I was having a difficult time filtering what needed to be said, and she readily agreed. After two hours of non-stop chatter and The Major glaring over my shoulder, I had to retire to my post. In my bout of never ending insomnia, I decided to read Golden Gloves. *I'm sorry, I just got hooked...* I immediately rushed back to The Major telling him that it's truly a story of epic proportions, and showed exactly who he had set out to be. Now, not much is known about The Majors past as a human, so we can only speculate here.

From the moment we started reading, we knew that she had a way with words. We were drawn into The Major's mate's point of view by the sheer determination that Ms. Bella had shown. She was settin' out to TKO her opponents, let alone over The Majors heart. *smiles gently at Ms. Bella sittin' on The Majors lap*, here's where the story takes a turn. The Major comes into play and Ms. Bella isn't highly amused by his sudden appearance. *snickers at Ms. Bella for he secret love of motorcycles* Her coach Jimmy is truly set on bringing The Major onto his team of fighters, and she doesn't like it at all. A chance encounter with an apple, really brings Ms. Bella's thoughts of The Major to the forefront of her mind. Here's what Ms. Bella said happened:

"Wait! What did Carlisle say to you, are you still restricted from training this week?" Jasper suddenly appeared behind me and I startled at his voice, dropping my apple to the ground. "Shit, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he mumbled as he bent sown to pick up the fruit. He looked at it for a moment, uncertain if I wanted it back and finally held it out to me. I looked down, frowning at the dirt marring the white of the apple's flesh but still taking it from him.

It was a simple incident that started this buddin' sexual tension for Ms. Bella and The Major. *laughs lightly because I know what it's like to have the sexual tension at the The Major* By the next chapter, my commandin' officer comes out lookin' all sexy of sorts accordin' to Ms. Bella. This is the description she secretly told me:

Two things hit the floor, my hand wraps and my jaw. I couldn't be bothered to pick up either, I was too busy staring. I hated to admit it to myself, but if he showed up at my door selling a one way ticket to Hell I'd buy two just so that he could go with me so my staring wouldn't be interrupted.

His boots were the tall version to my shorter ones. He was wearing black shorts that stopped a couple of inches above his knees showing off his defined quadriceps as he walked. I wanted to watch his knees as the muscles moved with each step he took but felt it imperative to assess the entire package before I dedicated my attention to a single body part. His narrow waist widened up through a muscular chest and broad, powerful shoulders lead to tanned, well defined arms.

Well, from personal experience, I know Ms. Bella defiantly bought those two tickets to Hell. Otherwise, she wouldn't be sittin' on The Major's lap, now would she? *chuckles right along with Ms. Bella* By Chapter 6, The Major and I are in hysterics as Ms. Bella describes the pancake eatin' marathon. *Seriously, if I had any bodily functions...I would have pissed myself laughin'* My commandin' officer doesn't really understand how serious Mr. Emmett takes his pancake eatin'. He even question's it to Ms. Bella. Just wait till ya read her description of Mikey Newton...even, I felt my stomach turn at that. Ewww...that's just gross. *whispers a 'sorry ' at Ms. Bella*

Anyhow, I'm not gonna give much more than that. It still remains a WIP, and we can't wait to see just what Ms. Bella and The Major end up doin'. *Wags eyebrows at them* If ya are wonderin' about how The Major felt about Ms. Bella, check out her companion pieces to Golden Gloves called Ringside Revelations. In which, it tells us how The Major becomes The Major, from The Major's point of view. *snickers, that was a mouthful*

*sighs* at the thought of a hot and sweaty Major...

Sgt. TittyKickers