A/N: I will do the next request after this one. I've been planning on doing this for a while and I didn't manage to do it, so I'm doing it right now and doing the next one after.

*France's POV*

I can't believe Ton-Ton-San and Gil-kun want me to go to the gym. I mean, I'm not fat, i just did some stress eating ever since my breakup.

I flirted with tons of girls. Then I managed to get one as my girlfriend for four months. Then she dumped me for no reason and I hate it.

We were walking past the gym window. Then all of a sudden, someone caught my eye. She was a blondie in a bun with a sleeveless workout shirt and skinny black leggings. She was lifting weights, and she was hot.

My jaw dropped when I first saw her. The first thing I did was ask Ton-Ton, "What country is that blonde chick representing?"

"She's not representing any country. She's a regular fighter girl who goes to the gym every Friday. And she is really really really hostile. She's...a silent person, but she practically talks to people she likes and is close with."

I formed a smirk, cackling quietly, "Honhonhonhon..."

The two stared at me confusingly, "What do you plan on doing?"

"Nothing. Just the same thing I do when I get dumped...move on..." I muttered as I slowly walked away with the smirk still on my face.

I entered the gym and began looking for the young maiden. Then she caught my eye when she was punching on a punching bag.

Her eyes were crystal blue, her hair was lightly shaded in blonde, she had abs forming on her arms, her body was sweating. My eyes were glowing.

I was ready to take my first move. Perfect hair-check. Looks-check. Perfect flirt style-check. Good breath-check. I am ready.

But before I had the chance to approach, two hands grabbed my wrists and dragged me away. That was humiliating but thank god she didn't see me.

The two hands dragged me outside, that turned out to be Antonio and Gilbert who were dragging. I furiously complained,

"What the actual hell was that for?"

"Jou have to listen to us!" Gil pouted. Antonio nodded in agreement, "Yeah! You can't flirt with that girl. She's a beast."

I hissed seductively with eyes shrunk, "Sounds good to me..."

Gilbert's red eyes shrunk in hostility as he held me on the shoulders and made me face his direction as he was explaining,

"Not zhat! She is very hostile in ze most dangerous vay. She gets flirts everytime, and it doesn't end vell with those boys. Zhey get beat up. Not by bodyguards, vut by her bear hands."

I had this poker face. This is gonna be a very risky flirt. I had the urge to listen to the them and ignore their. But then I took another glimpse into the girl, I felt like it doesn't matter to get hit, to this girl at least.

I pat both of the guys' asses and trailed off. This will bring me a lot of pain, but I know it'll be worth being beaten about.

*Annie's POV*

"Hit harder!" Hitch ordered while slowly drinking a bottle of water.

I clenched my fists and punched the punching bag hard enough to get my scars. I furiously kicked it and held it with my arms, kicking it multiple times after. I swung it around and finally punched it to the ground.

I fixed myself up and wiped my hand with my shirt. Hitch had her eyes shrunk to what I just did.

"Did someone flirt with you again?"

I sighed, "Yup. And looks like this guy, I almost fell for. Rei Ryugasaki, iwatobi swim club member."

"What did he do?" She sneered.

"He was making some cute pickup-lines. I almost fell for it, but...I was lucky to hold it, I stormed off."

Hitch smirked at me, "That was an almost?"

"Well, hey, at least I didn't beat him up, right?"

"What was that for?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

"It's..." I trailed off and began lifting weights again. "Please go home, Hitch. I think I'll be able to handle this alone."

She shrugged with a smile and took off. I took another punching bag and began beating the crap out of it like I wanted to.

I suddenly heard a voice behind me, "Well, you look hot when you sweat..."

I flinched and turned my head. Great... Francis Bonnefoy, French city flirt. This is gonna be entertaining...

"I just finished a rough workout today, I'm not up for punching you in the face right now."

"Im sorry, your face is just so attractive I barely have the strength to move..." The man snickered.

My eyes shrunk as I swiftly hissed in annoyance, "But thanks to this kind of flirt, I may be up for punching you in the face..."

Francis laughed, but...instead of "Hahaha" he went "Honhonhon". "Let's make a bet, fille. You have to look at me straight in the eye for one minute without punching me. If you punch me, you have to spend the rest of the day with me without beating me up. Is that a deal, Madame?"

I paused for a moment. Then I just shook his and in agreement. The bet began while I slowly sat on an exercise ball while Francis was looking right in front of me, staring at me.

I kept my eyes still. Francis began making his first move. His eyes shrunk as he formed a smirk. I was intimidated. He began raising his eyebrows repeatedly, I gritted my teeth as my eyes grew smaller.

He began wiggling his eyebrows, which made me lose my temper as I punched his face. He fell to the ground while laughing his stupid French laugh, knowing that I've lost the bet.

I walked past him, saying, "Come on, I'll get you some ice for your face."

He slowly followed me as we went to the café where Nagisa, Krista and Liechtenstein are working. I called Nagisa and told him to get some ice. I also instructed Francis to get a table.

I also ordered a cappuccino. Nagisa glanced at Francis and asked me a question,

"Who's the guy you're with, Annie-chan?"

I took a glare at him, then turned to Nagisa's direction, "Francis Bonnefoy. He's another one of those guys who flirt with me."

Nagisa laughed, "Speaking of which, did you beat Rei up? Please tell me you didn't."

I shook my head, "Nah, I just bailed on him. Don't worry, I didn't hurt him anywhere... at least not physically..."

Nagisa nodded slowly, "That's good to hear. So why did you bring one of them with you?"

I raised my shoulders, "Eh, I don't know. He bet me, and I lost. What else was I supposed to do?"

Nagisa chuckled, "Right...so, do you like him?"

I hesitated and playfully punched his arm, "What makes you say that?"

"Well...this was the first guy who you didn't beat up or bail on. And you actually want to give him ice for his punch mark."

He crossed his arms and waited for my response. I raised my eyebrows. Nagisa smiled and gave me my cappuccino, with a few last words,

"Good luck,"

I smiled as I walked off. I sat on the chair across Francis, who started the conversation while holding the pack of ice Krista kindly lent,

"So...why were you talking to Nagisa?

"Wow...so yandere already. I just talked to my friend and now you want details." I replied.

"I saw you smiling when you were talking to him."

I took a small sip from my coffee, "So? My smile's rare, but not that rare."

He chuckled slightly, "you never smile at me."

I raised my shoulders, "Why do you want to see me smile?"

"Because you look beautiful when you smile, fille."

I blushed in pink while looking down, resting my head on my hand as I was elbowing the table. Francis noticed I was blushing and asked,

"Are you blushing?"

I buried my face while Francis was reading my blushes, "You don't need to be flattered of the fact you're more beautiful than most people in this world."

The pink blushes quickly turned red, "Are you trying to make me flattered?"

"I'm just being honest. And guess what. I'll show you something very nice if you just look up."

I removed my hands from my face and slowly looked up. And...I saw...this huge bouquet of roses. I blushed again as I took the roses,

"Thanks, Francis..."

He smiled, "You're welcome. Oh and by the way I also got tickets to Avengers 2, wanna come?"

I nodded, "sounds good to me. And...maybe this flirt could turn out good, just maybe..."