Winner takes all..

They stand, mere feet apart in the middle of the gym. Their teacher stands as referee. He is posed one hand raised.
In the moment before it falls, their bodies tense.For her it is a subtle shift, a slight rising to balance on the balls of her feet.
For him it is a shift of weight to his left foot, leaving his right free. They are ready. With a sharp noise the teacher drops his hand and steps back.
They circle for a space of breath, then he lunges. His fist snakes out,her arm raises to block. She sweeps down, leg extended to bring his feet from beneath him. He leaps, uniform snaping with the motion.
She straightens and steps back.They circle again. He puches at her should, she steps into it grabbing his arm and with a pivot, slings him over her head. He lands on his shoulder and rolls to his feet. The teacher awards her the point. She grins, teeth bared. Again they circle, hair plastered to skinby dripping sweat. They take a moment to assess each other. With a sudden movement she kicks at his chest. Agile hands catch her at the knee and he forces her down. For a second she is pinned. The teacher awards a point to him. With a spine cracking twist she launches her free leg across his neck.
He flips over with the motion. She is free. For a final time they circle. Her chest heaves from the exertion. She licks her lips to ease the dryness from labored breaths. His hands shake slightly, muscles singing from the strain. He dashes sweat away from his face with the sleeve of his uniform. In uncanny unison they break the circle. The class watches, cheering as fists and elbows fly. Briefly he falters. She slides inside his guard. With all her strength and remaining momentum, she braces her hands beneath his arm. She leans her shoulder into his chest and smoothly flips him. Before he can regain his feet she pins him down. With a laugh her teacher awards her final point and match. She bounces up, fists raised and pumping. Gingerly he picks himself up off the ground. He smiles good naturedly as they perform a final bow. Their classmates shower them both with friendly slaps, either congratulating or commiserating.
Their teacher announces an end to the night. As the others begin to file out he reaches for her hand. With a startled laugh, she finds herself pinned to the wall. He grins down at her and steals a kiss. On a whisper he tells her, " Well, and now I guess we've both won tonight."