Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>After all the time they had worked together, and against one another, Jason only made the mistake of underestimating her once. That had been the first time he met her. She absolutely kicked his a s s, and Bruce had allowed it to happen, probably so he wold respect her. And that's exactly what happened. He'd always tease and mock her, but when it really counted and came down to it, Jason knew Barbara was able to handle herself as much as he was. Back in the day? Better than he could. Criminals constantly make the mistake of thinking it would be an easy win because she was a woman, but they soon come to the realization that they're f u c k e d the moment she lands that first hit. If Jason had to pick a partner in crime fighting, it would always be Barbara. She was dependable, efficient and kickass. He fought against her like he would fight against anyone else. He never let her have it easy, always wanted to challenge her, and in reponse, and her challenge him.<br/><br/>Their fight quickly changed its tone. They began to unleash their best against one another. Both took hits, and yet the pain seemed to do little to slow them down. Jason loved it. The rush of fighting all out, and actually having competition. It was thrilling. Before long, they were both on the floor, a fight of dominance and who would win happening between them. And then, Jason grabbed Barbara's right wrist and his blue eyes glinted. The match was his. Tapping into the rest of his strength, Jason flipped them, slamming her wrist down above her head. He caught her other one and did the same, and crossed his legs over hers to keep her down. In the end, it was his strength that allowed him to win. That was it.<br/><br/>Jason breathed heavily and quickly his breathes mingling with hers. He gazed into her eyes with his stormy blue-gray, his pupils a little dilated from the adrenaline that was coarsing throughout his body. His chest was close to hers. Close enough that each inhale made his chest and abdomen touch hers. At the moment, he was shining with sweat. It made a few strands of his black hair cling to the sides of his temples, and others curved out.