Teach me Clyde-sensei! (For Lobo)

Top Floor, First door on the right is where Clyde Gastin resided in his humble yet clearly trashed out bachelor pad that he once considered his castle, his home. But these days it was just that place with a bed he could sleep on. Didn't feel much like home anymore. Granted, he didn't even remember if he made it home. He had been at the bar all day to just drink the time away as usual, making it home sometime this morning, collapsing on his bed with his jeans and boots still on, along with a bottle of whiskey that he gripped by the neck, laying sprawled and snoring on the soft bed that used to be for two. A bed that housed too many good memories of love and happiness. Memories that he wished he could drown away in alcohol until they could no longer be recognized.

He would awake from his slumber though when he heard a faint knock at his door, making one of his eyes shoot open before he began to slowly slide out of bed until he heard a much louder knock that followed it. "I'm comin'... I'm Comin..." He grumbled with medium tone before he slouched out of bed and began to tread his way out of the bedroom and head towards the door, getting about a feet away from it until the door was swiftly kicked in right in front of his drowsy eyes that would shoot open wide.

"Hooolyyy Shit!!" Clyde let out as he freaked out and awoke from his drowsiness, stumbling back away from the door with the bottle of whiskey in his hands. He thought he was being attacked and he went to defend himself by quickly flinging his bottle of whiskey right into the doorway at the intruder, not taking into account that they were on the top floor and that the bottle would fall several stories and could hurt someone down below.

Missing the bottle throw, Clyde immediately raised his fists, ready to fight this person who had invaded his home but would freeze as the intruder lifted her head up off the broken door, raised her hands up caution and tried to calm Clyde down.

"SO YA KICKED MY FREAKIN' DOOR DOWN!?!?" Clyde snapped back at her apology in angry disbelief. He was scowling and had his fists up in guard, but this would stop as he spotted that long purple hair making his heart jump up immediately thinking it was Her, but her voice wasn't the same... And as this girl sat up, Clyde realized it was someone else and of Japanese decent. He had gotten his hops up too high. Disappointment could clearly be seen on his face as his shoulders.

Clyde snapped out of his lamenting though when he saw Rei stand up, making him raise his eyebrow at her before he saw the girl getting closer. Clyde got defensive and tightened his fists in caution, frowning at the young lady who had kicked down his freakin door and was now getting close to him, too close, close enough to make Clyde blush lightly and take a step back, but would frowning at her as she pinched her nose from the booze she no doubt smelled on him and scoped him out from head to toe.

"What!?" He let out, irritated by her silent examination after her ridiculous entrance, looking at this girl in disbelief as she pulled out a piece of paper to see if she was in the right place by the way she looked at the room number at the door, but the most astonishing thing that Clyde would hear from Rei is when she called him Mr. Drunk and asked where she could find Clyde Gastin. Holy Crap.

"W-What the-... I-I AM CLYDE GASTIN!" He yelled to her in irritated disbelief, looking at her with one twitching eye while the other was hidden by a thick lock of his hair, feeling as if he had just entered the twilight zone.

"DANG RIGHT YOU IS!" Clyde shouted back about the door as he looked over the damage. How the hell did this skinny girl manage to kick the freaking door down? Why was she even here!?

Well Clyde got his answer when Rei suddenly dropped to her knees and pleaded with Clyde for something that he thought no one would ever ask him in a million years. Rei was asking Clyde to teach her and help her become the greatest wrestler in the world. These were her words, this was her desire. Did she honestly know who he was?

Clyde looked at Rei with a very bewildered look at her request. Feeling a bit flattered and bit cocky that this girl was on her knees bowing to him and pleading that he take her as his pupil, after all he WAS Tension's Best... Was being the keyword and the more humble side of Clyde couldn't help but feel he was not the right man for what this girl was sought.

And then that old bitter side of Clyde just didn't want to deal with anyone.

"...N-No. Ask someone else. Someone better." He told her coldly before turning to walk away.

"Ah-...Hey! The hell you doin, lady!?" Clyde shouted out as he felt Rei suddenly pounce and grab onto his ankle tightly, making Clyde stumble a bit before the turned and saw the cosplay fighter clinging tightly to his leg, making Clyde's eyes narrow at her in irritation.

"I said no, dammit! Now get off my dang leg!" Clyde would shout to Rei after hearing her pleas to him, prompting Clyde to shake his leg violently to try and throw Rei off, but her grip was tight and she was mostly likely going to hang on as Clyde shook her about. He didn't care if she would do anything, he didn't want to be bothered with something like this. That and her hair color bothered him greatly.

However, when Clyde heard Rei mutter out another plea and that she didn't want to lose anymore, Clyde frowned greatly with pity at the idol and began to reluctantly cave in. The tone in her voice and the desire to become greater, wanting to prove yourself as something more. To be someone great. Clyde understood these things. "God.......Dammit......." He cursed under his breath as he stopped trying to shake Rei off his leg, not wanting to say yes but not wanting to say no either.

"...Why me? There's gotta be someone better... I barely know anything about Wrestling... I'm only good at punchin'." He'd ask with some bitterness in his voice. He just couldn't fathom anyone seeking him out for something like this.

Clyde frowned deeply and then released a small dissapointed groan when Rei let out that 'Yes!' and declared that she wanted to learn exactly what Clyde was good at: Striking with the hands, which surprised Clyde since she seemed more than capable of being able to strike very well seeing as she kicked his door down. Granted, Rei later explained that she was good with her feet but not her hands, but she wanted to learn High Flying too!? He really only knew the basics of that...

Before Clyde could even answer, Rei had already gotten up to her feet and had suddenly grabbed Clyde's hands and held them together with her own and looked right into his eyes with her passionate gaze. The act was enough to make Clyde rather uneasy, blushing lightly under his cheeks at the sudden action.

"Uhh... Well..." He would begin to say before he watched Rei lean in closer and closer, a little too close for Clyde's tastes in the sudden awkward moment that made his cheeks turn red as he reared his head away from Rei. "God she's cute... But she needs to stop staring at me like that, dammit!" Clyde thought to himself as he turned his head away from Rei's gaze before he finally caved in.

"...O-Okay... Fine... But it ain't gon' be free! I got bills to pay and I ain't no charity case!" Clyde tried to declare sternly.