A/N: This has been sitting in my folder going on four (yes, 4!) years now. Figured I'd better post it before my computer dies on me :). I don't own Naruto, but enjoy anyways!
Fight 1: Five Second Fighter
Weary black eyes stared out over the crowd gathered. Since his succession, this company had taken off and really grown. But…there was something missing. He sighed and sat back in his chair. This fight was between rookies…people fresh out of the training program…at least that's what he'd been told. He listened as the bell rang for the fight to begin. He heard the bell ring again for the end. He sat up and looked down at the ring. The brunette newcomer was out cold. Everyone looked shocked…even the ref. He caught a glimpse of a black robe and long blonde hair as the other fighter was herded into the back, away from prying eyes. He looked at his watch and estimated the time it had taken between the bells.
A five second TKO? That would mean the fighter rushed in and managed a hard enough punch to put the other fighter out. He sat forward in his chair. He wanted to follow this fighter more…get a little more information on him. Perhaps, this was the fighter he was looking for. He picked up his cell and pushed a button. Seconds later, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in." he said, still looking out over the ring.
"What's up pops?" came the arrogant reply. He looked over his shoulder, his glare on the black haired youth.
"It's Jiraiya-sama to you, you worthless punk." he hissed and looked behind the youth to the man that was smiling like an indulgent father. Jiraiya narrowed his eyes on the other man. "Teach your fighter some manners, Orochimaru. He's a good crowd draw, but far from my best." the dark haired youth stiffened at the obvious insult, but Orochimaru put his hands on the young man's shoulder and held…painfully.
"Oh, but brother dear, he is a lady killer. We both know how much you like the ladies. He draws them…you won't dare give that up." Jiraiya gave his half brother a withering look and scoffed.
"You know for a fact that's no longer true. It's been almost twenty three years since I've actively pursued a woman. My company is my mistress now…I need no other." Jiraiya stood then and walked towards his door. He wanted to find this blonde fighter. He smirked and looked over at Orochimaru. "Were you watching that fight just now?" Orochimaru arched a brow and looked out the window and down at the ring.
"No, I was a little…preoccupied." Jiraiya arched his brow at the other man. It was common knowledge that any new guy that came into Extreme Fight Club was visited by Orochimaru…for several reasons. Jiraiya arched a brow and looked back down at the ring.
"You missed a good fight." Jiraiya leaned up against the doorframe and smiled wickedly. He was about to drop a bombshell.
"Oh really. How good?" Orochimaru knew that his step brother was getting at something. He was unprepared for exactly what it was.
"Five second TKO. Bell to bell. New guy is still out cold in the ring." Jiraiya knew exactly what was going through the other man's mind. He smirked, his eyes wicked. "If you find something out, let me know." Orochimaru nodded, as was expected of him. He watched Jiraiya leave and turned to find his fighter glaring at where his step brother had been standing.
"Five seconds, ne? That's even faster than your more seasoned TKO's. Your fastest was seven seconds, bell to bell. What do you think about this, Sasuke-kun?" the black haired fighter scoffed and looked down at the ring, a petulant scowl on his face.
"I think the bastard was lucky…that's all. His opponent looks rather weak as well…I bet even Kidomaru could beat him…" Orochimaru laughed at his star fighter acting like a child. He shook his head and turned to leave. Sasuke stared down at the ring, but something caught his attention. Feral green eyes were staring up at the owner's box like they knew someone was there. Sasuke blinked and the eyes were gone. He scowled again and turned to follow his trainer/sponsor.