Shokugeki no Soma
Hi guys writer here! Im pretty new in writing fanfictions but i thought to give it a try. It's hard to type describe food and cooking skills especially with just words. But i will try my best. I hope you enjoy my style of writing and story. Most of the cooking stuff is just fake.
Who are you?
"So-ooooo co-ld…. Where am…." (?).
Both knees hit the floor, fingers digging into the snow trying to regain posture.
"Not like this" (?)
Already weak arms gave up on him as his body hit the cold snow. A gust of wind howls through the night, covering up his body with snow. Vision goes blank….
"RYO-KUN! You need to clean up your room before he wakes up!" Alice-senpai
"WHY THE HELL MUST IT BE MY ROOM?" Ryo
The loud exchanging of voices echos in the room.
(?) (Aghhhh my head hurts, it's so noisy. Keep it down mum….. Wait what…..)
The boy's eyes twitches and barely opens to peer into a small shack like room with one window by the bedside. Rolling his eyes to the right, he sees a pale looking lady with short silver white hair and beautiful scarlet eyes throwing punches at a shaggy looking man with dead eyes. Using one arm his tries to prop himself up.
"Miss, quit it! The boy ugh… The boy is awake!" Ryo
The fury of punches stops of an awkward second for Alice to turn and look at the boy. Alice then pushes Ryo away and rushes to the boy.
"GOOD MORNING! ARE YOU OKAY? ARE YOU STILL COLD? MAYBE YOU ARE HUNGRY? OH OH YOU NEED WATER! RYO-KUN GO GET HIM SOME WATER!" Alice bursted through like an excited gazella.
"Why do i have to do thing for that boy? Im not his servant you know?" Ryo retorts.
Alice turns and gives a death stare.
"Aye..Miss" Ryo reluctantly says as he leaves the room.
"Miss…." (?)
"YESHHHH?" Alice
"Where am I?" (?)
"You're in a pub, this is Ryo-kun's room. We found you lying outside the the door of the pub so we brought you in."Alice
"Than-ks" (?)
"A cup of water for the weak-shrimp has arrived" Ryo yells as he enters the room.
"Ryo-kun that is no way to treat a guest" Alice as she grabs the cup and hands over it to the boy.
"She's right you know? Fish-eyes….." (?) tauntingly.
"ASSHOLE! WEAK-SHRIMPS ARE NOT EVEN WORTH ENOUGH BEING SMASHED INTO PIECES!" RYO
"MAYBE DEAD-EYES IS A BETTER NAME CAUSE EVEN FISH HAVE MORE LIVELY EYES THAN YOU" (?)
*PONG* *PONG*(Alice hits both of them on the head)
"OWWWWW" (?) and Ryo yelled out. Alice gives off another death stare…...
"AYEEEE! Sooooo what is your name?" Alice sudden shift in tone was scary
"My name is Ishita Kyozoya, my friends call me Ishita. I'm 15 years old. I flew over recently to attend cooking school but my luggage got lost in the transition. So i decided to walk around town…...got lost….and the winter storm came." Ishita as he sips down the water.
"Cooking school? By any chance is it Tōtsuki Culinary Academy?" Alice
"Yea….." Ishita
"That means we are your senpai-s…. Oh shoot we forgot to introduce ourselves. I'm Alice Nakiri and he is Ryo-kun. You can call me Alice-senpai" Alice eyes bleem
"Alice-senpai and fish-eyes, please to meet you." Ishita chuckles
"Weak…...SHRIMP" Ryo furiously yells as though his body was on fire. Clenching his fist and teeth.
"Play nice, Ryo- kun. I need to make some calls to gramps so until then try being nice" Alice says as she left the room.
Ishita and Ryo stare at each other. Lightning sparks and nobody is saying a word.
*GROWLLLLLLLLLL*
…. Followed by silence again…..
Ishita: (I'm hungry, barely eaten a thing since i came here….)
"OI! Weak- shrimp! Getting hungry?" Ryo asks as he prevents eye contact.
"No i'm not. I thought that was you Fish- eyes" Ishita blushes
"Hehe, I'll be the bigger guy and let this off. I'm gonna cook something to eat" Ryo
"I rather be gutted than eat what Fish- eyes cooks" Ishita
"So you think you can cook better than me Weak- shrimp? Interesting.." Ryo getting fired up
"Yes. Fish- eyes senpai" Ishita sarcastically
"Well lets see who can cook up a better breakfast" Ryo
"Oh my first cooking challenge in this foreign land. I hope you can put up a fight" Ishita
Ishita and Ryo jumped and darted down to the kitchen.