The Dragon Warrior's Quest for Love 2 PoxTigress

When Po woke up early that morning his first thought was 'what's for breakfast'. His next was 'where is Tigress'. He blinked open his eyes and yawned, slowly rolling out of bed and trudged across the hall to Tigress' room.  He saw the door as closed and, reluctant to intrude on a sleeping Tigress, set off towards the training hall.

"Hah! Hah, huh, HAH!" Tigress grunted as she beat the old punching bag, her golden-yellow eyes deadly slits as she hit the bag again and again, until she heard the creak of the massive doors open and she stopped the bag from swinging, holding the bag by its sides and paralyzing it with her knee. She looked up, half annoyed at the disturbance, to see the chubby panda Po enter the training arena, unaware of its other occupant. He shut the door and turned towards Tigress, seeing her and freezing in surprise.

"Oh hey Tigress! I didn't see you, uh, there." Po grinned sheepishly. Tigress grunted, unimpressed. She returned to her punching bag. Po stared at Tigress, looked at his feet, and looked back up at Tigress.

"So, uh, you always come this early to train?" Po asked, hoping to break the silence. Tigress said nothing, continuing to beat the bag in utter silence.

"You, er, like punching that thing, huh?" Po said. Tigress stilled it, slowly turning to face Po. Her eyes were steel, her frown tight.

"Would you prefer I trained with a more formidable opponent?" She said, I slight smile crossing her face and a flicker of mischief leaking into her voice. Aware that the danger had passed Po grinned at his opponent, a clever smile on his face.

"Come and get me," Po said, and with a smile Tigress leapt at him, throwing him to the ground and pinning him down. Tigress flashed a clever grin, and Po kicked her off of him, not hard enough to do damage but enough to gain the upper hand. He jumped at her and Tigress ducked, jumping on the tubby panda's back and latching on. Laughing, Po rolled her off and she jumped at him again, but this time he pinned her arms behind her back, keeping her from pinning her to the ground. She lightly kicked the insides of Po's knees, making him plop to the ground, and she wrapped her legs around him to keep from tumbling back. The pair laughed, then made eye contact. At once they realized their noses were almost touching, and Po and Tigress hurriedly released one another, embarrassed and afraid. Tigress recovered more quickly than her black-and-white counterpart.

"I must return to my training." She said curtly, thankful for the fur on her body that hid the flames riding up her face, making her jaw feel sour. She turned and stalked off to the opposite side of the arena, not turning back until she heard the closing of the door behind her, when she turned to the punching bag, growled ferociously, and tore it apart with her fists.