Was Sergio being overprotective? Yeah probably. But did he care? Nope. For extra measure he shoved the man back, when he felt someone pull him off. He wasn't down, but for now it was best he left it at that. He needed to. He couldn't run the risk of losing his respect the people held for him here. From their perspective it looked like he was just a jealous boyfriend. Which wasn't the case, but people didn't need to know that.

Ignoring her comment, that only feed the fire brewing within, he gripped her wrist rather roughly and practically dragged her back to where they were previously. He pushed her up against the counter, trapping her in with both his hands on either side of her. A fierce glare playing on his features. "Are you crazy?" He snapped, his eyes searching her features. "This is not the time or place for your damn games." He spat out, clearly pissed off. He wouldn't have had to do that if she would have just sat still. His Ring name would be called up any minute now and instead of preparing for his fight, he had to deal with Hannah.

Sergio followed her gaze for a moment, catching the eyes of a few people. Some glanced away when they noticed he was looking at them, while others kept watching. He scoffed, shaking his head in annoyance. He then turned his attention back to the stem of all this attention. Hannah. His eyes zeroed in on her smirking lips, that only pissed him off further. She thought this was game. Clearly she wasn't a rule follower, why he even expected her to listen to him was a mistake on his part.

His glare remained, "Bend you over my knee, in front of all these people. If thats what you really want." He rolled his eyes, not caring that that was a crude comment to even make. He sat back down on his stool, pushing his hair out of his eyes. He was going to leave it at that, but glanced back at her still fuming he patted his thigh. As if suggesting her to do exactly what he said. However, he wasn't actually being serious. He tilted his head, "Stop being a bitch, yeah?" He grumbled. He leaned back against the counter, arms crossed over his chest and his right leg bouncing up and down. He went back to watching the fight, well trying to. Mostly watching the crowds reaction. It told him the fight was coming to end, they were just waiting for the knock out hit. He was beginning to regret this decision. Showing Hannah this little hobby of his.

Sergio's frown deepened when he felt her grab him. He thought their little argument was done with, he guessed wrong. After she let him go, his face went blank. He quickly adjusted himself back to his position he held before, trying to ignore her words. He needed to focus. Collect his thoughts. He couldn't be distracted when in the Ring. If they were in different setting he probably would have a much different reaction. He knew she was trying to get to him. Get inside his head.

The crowd roared as a winner was announced. He slid off his stool, he knew he was next. His gaze flickered to Hannah for a moment, "Stick with Tony." His tone wasn't as stern anymore. With that he walked off into a back room. He quickly switched out his clothing, for his shorts. Leaving his chest bare. He didn't bother wrapping his hands this time. The announcer quickly began calling out the next fighters. Long time champion, Reaper and some other irrelevant fighter he couldn't be bothered to remember his name.

Tony knew what was going on. He'd follow through with his part of watching over Hannah. He quickly got out from behind the bar. He smiled at Hannah, motioning for her to follow him. He was going to get her a better view of the fight. He maneuvered through the crowd, until he reached a good spot, where Hannah and him could see the whole fight clearly. Sergio was barely stepping into the Ring, a man slapping the door close and locking it. Tony began watching with interest, making sure Hannah was still by his side. Sergio would kill him if anything happened to the girl.

Sergio tilted his head side to side, stretching the muscles in his neck. As if that would help clear his head and get into a better mind set. Doing his usual analysis of his opponent. They were probably within the same weight class as Sergio, but the man had a smaller build than Sergio. It could be a slight strength on his part, but one never knew if the man was more agile with his lack of strength.

The blank gun went off, so did Sergio. He swung almost immediately. Which was something he didn't usually do. He normally took it slow, testing the waters. Seeing what he was really up against. But he didn't bother observing this time around. He did in fact land his first hit, only because he caught the male off guard. Sergio didn't go easy with his swings, so much force went into, the man's nose started gushing blood on impact. The man's eyes widen, put he quickly collected himself.

They moved around the cage, each getting in a few hits. Except none the man landed on Sergio were as sever, only mere scratches. At some point it picked up. The fight almost looked like a dance, but with pure brute force. At some point Sergio had the man on all fours trying to regain his strength while, Sergio remained unfazed. Only his chest moving up and down more rapidly. He swung his leg into the males gut, spending him into a fetal position, rolling around on the cold floor.

It may have looked like it was over, but it wasn't. Sergio knew he was winning. A smug look on his face as he turned to face the crowd, his back to the groaning male. His gray eyes scanned the audience, looking for one person in particular. He spotted her fairly quickly. He winked at Hannah. It probably wasn't a good idea to get this cocky. It always ended badly. Just as he was about to turn around to finish this, he felt himself get shoved up against the fencing. A glare replaced his smug features.

Sergio knew the man was too weak, for him to pull off this move. Shoving back away from the fencing, the man hung onto his back. Sergio jabbed him in the ribs with his elbow. Taking that slight falter from the man, he gripped his arm that was holding onto him. With a swift move he flipped the man and slammed him against the concrete flooring. For extra measure, he let his body flow with the momentum, letting all his body weight fall onto the man. Standing up, the man lay unmoving at his feet. That showed that he had won.

Sergio reveled in yet another victory of his, for a few extra moments. As he was let out of the cage, people patted his back as he walked to the backroom. Closing the door behind him he began to change back into his regular clothes. As he did so he addressed a few small cuts on his body. For the most part there wasn't any severe injuries. As much as he wanted to hang around and celebrate his win, he couldn't. At least not with Hannah around. They needed to head out, so he could finally let his guard down.

Tony was about to lead Hannah back to the bar, but his curiosity got the best of him. He turned to Hannah, "So whats up with you and Sergio?" He questioned, a small grin on his features. If Sergio wasn't going to tell him the truth, then he'd find other ways to get to it. When his best friend was acting this out of character, he wanted to know the reasoning about it. Tony knew more than enough about the male, to see this was strange. Plus, it didn't help his dying curiosity when Sergio shut down his questions in a matter of minutes. No matter how much Tony tried to think of his own solutions, he couldn't pin point it. Either she would give him a similar answer, or something much more juicer.