Friday Morning
5:14 AM
Sakazaki Residence
Ryo's room
Ryo was still sleeping when suddenly..."Like, rise and shine, big brother!!" Yuri announced before slapping him extremely hard on the face. Ryo quickly sat up, wincing in pain, rubbing his cheek. "Dammit, Yuri!" He was still very tired, but today marked a special day. Yuri was already way ahead of him. She was packed, showered, ready to go. "Ryo, come on. Get up. It's 5:15. We're supposed to be in the car by 6. Like, let's go." Ryo, still sleepy, groaned, but was getting out of bed slowly. "Fine," he grumbled. "Don't fucking slap me again." Yuri smiled, and skipped out his room. "Daddy, he's up." she could be heard down the hall. Takuma said something inaudible to Ryo from the living room, but then could be heard coming towards his room. "Ryo," his tone sounding serious. Ryo turned to his father in the doorway, whose arms were folded, staring at him with burning eyes. "I thought I told you to pack last night." Ryo shrugged and stumbled towards the closet. "No, son. You look at me. We're gonna have a problem here." Takuma sighed in annoyance, as Ryo turned towards him. "I did," he snapped, and flipped him off as he turned back to start packing. Takuma stormed towards Ryo, grabbed him by the nightshirt, and threw him on the bed. Ryo's eyes bulged and looked up in shock. His face was red and hotter than any fireball Kyokugen karate could offer. He was definitely awake now. "Do what I tell you. You're pushing me this morning. Robert is expecting you two at six. NOT six fifteen. NOT five after six. SIX. Got me?" Ryo quickly nodded, and Takuma stared at him for a few seconds, then made his way out the room. Ryo then got up to gather some clothes up, forgetting to wash them earlier like he was asked. He was too busy surfing the net and chatting to King on AIM.
Friday Morning
5: 48 AM
Sakazaki Residence
Living room
"Yuri, I want you two to be on your best behavior." Takuma lectured. "I want you two to have fun, but be responsible." Yuri nodded in agreement. "Yeah, like, of course, father. In the name of Mr. Karate." She was already packed, her things near the door. Robert would be coming to get them soon. Takuma went towards the back to see if Ryo had even started getting ready. He sighed deeply. "I swear, Yuri, me and your brother aren't in the same tune this week." he muttered, going towards his son's room. He bellowed, "Ryo, are you even close to ready??" Ryo came out the bathroom dressed in a black shirt and jeans with an Art of Fighting cap he bought to compliment his friend Terry's Fatal Fury hat when they hung out. He went to retrieve his suitcase. "Yes, dad. I'm ready." His dad eased and then smiled. "Alright. That's all I wanted to know." He walked back to the living room, and Yuri noticed he was calmer. Reaching into his pockets, Takuma produced his wallet. "I'm going to give you both 50 each. Spend it wisely. The dojo's not making as much." Yuri's face lit up, thinking of all the things she was going to buy at the convention this year, and seeing what Mai and King were doing. Her thoughts were interrupted by a few knocks. Takuma knew it was time. He turned towards his children. "Kids, give me a hug." Yuri ran over and gave her dad a hug. She gathered her things and opened the door to see Robert ready to go. Takuma looked at Ryo, who hung head down for a small while, then hugged his dad. Takuma patted him on the back. "Be safe." Ryo nodded. "Yeah." His father watched the siblings pack their things in the car. Robert went to shake his hand. "Mr. Garcia! Thank you for everything. I really do appreciate it," he smiled. Robert was excited. "Of course, Master Sakazaki. Of course." Within ten minutes, they were ready and drove to the convention center an hour away from South Town. Robert was looking good in his mighty expensive car. Yuri sat in the front, looking for CDs to pop in the player, while Ryo went through his phone, texting certain people. Some were leaving as early as they were, to allow time for breakfast and settling into the room. "Hey, Robert," Ryo called to the driver.
"Yeah, man! What's up?"
"When we get to the hotel, wanna look for parties?"
Robert chuckled. "Ryo, we don't HAVE to look for them. There WILL be parties!" Yuri giggled. She knew most of the time, she'd be hanging out with Mai and King. Kasumi might be there, but probably will leave when she gets there. "Is Kasumi still mad about you beating her dad?" Yuri asked her brother. Ryo shrugged. "Don't concern me none. I took him fair and square. Don't see why she got all steamed up about it." Robert added, "Besides, she's a pretty stubborn wench, I hear." Yuri suddenly found something. "I'm in a bit of a techno mood." She pulled out a Whigfield CD. Robert shook his head. "Save it for your gal pals." Yuri crossed her arms. "Dammit."
"Hey, Ryo!"
"What's up, Rob?"
"We could start a party, and I could go get alcohol. I know of a store near the convention."
Yuri threw in, "slash hotel. Hey! I wouldn't mind having a Smirnoff." Her brother waved a sturdy finger at her. "Not too much, sis. Don't make me babysit you. Your IQ drops drastically when you're drunk." Robert frowned. He knew it was true though.
