Author's Note: Hey Everyone! This is my second Fan Fiction and my first in the Ultimate Muscle Category, so I hope you all like it. Please no flames, be gentle with the reviews. This reminds me, Please Review! I like it when people review, makes me all happy inside, lol. Just so you all know, in case some of you do. I got my title from a song by Enya; A Day without Rain. I thought it was suitable and as we all know, we have to reference our material.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ultimate Muscle characters, the rest are all made up by me.

Chapter One: Victorious Fights and Futile Chases

Like any other day in Tokyo, there where waves of people crowding the streets going to and from their private destinations. To either get home or some private destination as quickly as possible without having to concern themselves with anyone else. Even in the light of day, the city of Tokyo was something of wonder, with its tall modern buildings of huge scale that certainly held no equal. With tourists in the streets, carrying maps and translation books in hopes of possibly finding their way around this enormous city. It was impossible to find your way around by yourself unless you spoke fluent Japanese. It was mid afternoon, just after the lunch time rush, where the corner restaurants and bars had been once full of business men and friends getting together to eat, talk business and have fun.

Along the outskirts of the city, stood another enormous white building that held great stature and elegance. White roman columns granted the building even more height; as it stood a towering 30 feet. This particular building was constructed for a purpose, just like the Greeks had built their temples to honour their gods. This one was home to some of the strongest men in the entire world. Known to everyone all around as the Muscle League, where they fought and trained to become the worlds best. This building was called the Hercules Factory; ironically its name depicts what this building was made for, to produce Hero's to protect the world from evil. Or the dMp!

Ever since the first recruits from Earth went to train at the school on Muscle Planet, more and more fighters from Earth came to apply and graduate. So in recent years the Members of the Muscle League decided to build one on Earth, to accommodate all the new fighters.

Everyone all over the world would do anything to have a look inside this School for the Hero's. Yet it was kept secret to everyone, except to the Muscle Leaguers and fellow Chojins; who were either graduates or those that part took in the Muscle League.

Behind the school on the massive campus, numerous training equipment and muscle straining obstacle courses were placed all around to accommodate the wrestlers' needs. It was a real spectacle to be able to see the grounds behind the school. Pearly and golden statues of older wrestlers were placed all around the land, along with some vegetation and wildlife that made this large campus their home. In the center of it all, was a large wrestling ring. Inside head to head was none other than Checkmate and his opponent Terry "The Grand" Kenyon.

"Chess Piece Change!" Shouted Checkmate as he changed from his casual King form to his Knight form.

Checkmate's entire body began to shift from his technique; his complete lower torso became that of a body of a horse. As did his head, all in dark blue. After his change he stood in all his glory, now supporting a lower torso and head of a horse and upper torso of a man. He had changed so suddenly that it took Terry a moment to realize that his opponent had grown about another foot in height and probably gained another 300 pounds. This fight was going to get a lot more interesting.

"Come on Terry you can still beat him, hoping that he doesn't run you over first!" Kid cried from the sidelines of the ring. Beside him stood all his other graduating classmates; Dik-Dik-Van-Dik, Wally Tusket, Jeager and even surprisingly enough Kevin Mask. Along with all the others that had graduated from the Hercules Factory during their year.

"Shut up Kid, I could very well let you fight him." He shouted back. Checkmate smiled knowing very well that Kid would never consider entering a fight if he didn't have too. He watched Terry and Kid bicker a bit before he decided to take this opportunity without hesitation.

He came charging forward in a full out run on all four of his legs. Terry turned back and noticed him charging head on, but he was a second too late and paid for it by being thrown up into the air by a very large horse/man. Checkmate jumped into the air flying past Terry at an amazing speed, to get over top of him. Terry never saw it coming.

"Stallion Style Honourable Driver!" shouted Checkmate as he came down upon Terry driving him into the ground by using his front hooves. It was certainly one of Checkmates favourite moves, but it was very painful to the receiver.

Terry lay beaten on the mat, as Checkmate reverted back to his usual King form, sporting the checker board pattern cape and red skin tight body suit. With a large chess piece of a horse head on his right shoulder and a castle piece on his left.

"All right Checkmate! Good job!" Dik Dik gleamed. Everyone but Dik Dik, Wally, Jeager, Kevin and Kid left the ring to continue their training. Checkmate walked over to his fallen opponent and offered a hand of help. Checkmate saw Terry open one eye and look up into his face, a smile creeping onto Terry's lips.

"Thanks mate! You really got me good with that last attack. I'm going to feel that one for the next few days to come." Terry said as he was pulled up by the red Chojin.

"You fought honourably my friend. And I couldn't have asked for more. I just hope I haven't ill-treated you?" Checkmate said.

"Nah, I'll be kick' n soon enough, like a new born baby." Checkmate looked at Terry for a moment to register the pun; he would never understand how he could come up with so many and believe that people would understand them all. Or where he would even come up with some of them, because most if not all made no sense to English Chojin. They both walked off the mat and joined Kid and the others. Terry's arm draped over Checkmates shoulders limping slightly as he walked.

"Mmmm…now that that is over. It's lunch time! And that means…" Kid started as his stomach growled.

"Don't even think of if Kid. Or I'll hit you so hard your momma will feel it." Terry said as he limped next to Checkmate, managing to express his meaning by raising a fist with one hand and still holding onto the seven foot Chojin with the other, as they all headed towards the Hercules Factory.

"Aww, but whenever I think of my cow and rice, I always have to sing my cow and rice song." Kid groaned as he hopped around in happiness.

"Yah well today is the day where you don't sing it." He said letting go of Checkmate and chasing after Kid.

"Ahhh! You can't run you're still hurt." Screamed Kid as he ran away from an enraged Terry.

"Well just watch me." Terry chased after Kid in a limped run, following him into the giant school disappearing behind the large wooden double doors. Checkmate, Dik Dik, Jeager, Kevin and Wally just stood in bewilderment as they ran off.

"What do you want to do now Checkmate?" Wally asked, pulling out a random fish from his trousers. Checkmate didn't know where he was keeping all those fish and had a sneaking suspicion that he didn't want to know.

Gaining back his composer. "I think I'll retire, I've had enough for a day. What about you Kev…" Checkmate looked in the direction where Kevin Mask once stood to find that the masked Chojin was no where in sight. They then heard the sound of a motorcycle engine in the front parking lot of the Factory. It was loud at the start and then got quieter as it sped off into the distance.

"He's always going off by himself, better that way. He's such a strange character." Dik Dik said after the engine could no longer be heard. Crossing his arms, he walked off to the school and went through the doors, Terry and Kid had just run through.

Wally, Jeager and Checkmate said all their goodbye's and parted. Wally and Jeager followed Dik Dik into the large building, to have lunch. While Checkmate ventured down the street towards his momentary living space, which he now called home. He preferred to live on his own, after being with the dMp he wasn't sure if he could stand living with the others 24/7. Just like Kevin Mask, where nobody really knew where he lived. Just that, like Checkmate, Kevin preferred to live on his own. Although Kid sort of lived on his own too, but staying with a man who dressed and looked like a large baby; known to everyone as Meat, didn't really count individual living company.

Checkmate walked down the street watching as cars passed by. He favoured walking because it was better exercise and also what use would a wrestler have owning a car. Especially himself, maybe some other Chojin's found some use for one, but as a seven foot tall man like himself, he would most likely not even be able to fit into any small or even mid-size vehicle. And if he wanted to get somewhere quicker, he could run just as fast as any transportation vehicle, if not faster.

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Checkmate walked along the endless streets of downtown Tokyo. Trying to avoid the gazes of Passer-Byers. That was one of the miss-fortunes; in Checkmates perspective, of being a Chojin Muscle Leaguer. He continued walked down the street passing coffee shops and numerous stores. Passing by one particular store that happen to occupy several teenage school girls, he never would know that he was spotted right away until it was too late.

Walking down the side walk only a few feet, he heard ear piercing screams. Thinking it was someone in trouble he turned around quickly to see what was happening, only to be bombarded by the nine giggling girls. Completely unaware, until he looked down at the tiny girls and noticed that he was now in a situation that some wrestlers absolutely dreaded; he being one of them.

"Oh my God, it's Checkmate!" A blond girl in the front said. Her eye's sparkling with joy as she looked up at him.

He looked down at the girls as they tried to get closer in hopes of touching he muscle bound body. He tried backing away two steps as they took one; this was a hard task since they tried to grab him at every possible moment, preventing him from moving.

"Umm…if you would excuse me ladies, I really need to be somewhere." He lied blushing profoundly. It was the only way to get away from the girls and he hoped that it would work on them.

"All we want is and autograph." Said a black haired girl that had pig tails on either side of her head, they swayed and bounced as she moved her head and it was making him dizzy. He could tell by the look and her face and on all the other girls' faces that they wanted much more than just and autograph. He wanted to get away from them as soon as possible. Having no other choice, he ran.

He knew that now that he got a chance to run, they would never be able to catch up with him. He was one of the fastest Chojins' in the League. He ran down the street, not as quickly as he would have liked, as there were far too many people around for him to get to a good pace.

Looking back he noticed that the girls were nowhere in sight, or at least he thought so. Looking forwards again, out of one of the side allies, all nine girls popped out and landed in front of him, blocking his way. How in the world did they get that far so fast? Who where these girls, track stars?

He quickly made a left turn down another street and ran down to the end. Again turning left and then right, he came up to a street that was on the outskirts of the city. He must have run a good ten kilometres; they would never find him now. He slowed down thinking that he was now safe; stopping in front of a drug store. Looking inside the store he saw to his horror, that it was full of girls all dressed in school uniforms. His eyes grew to the size of plates and his jaw fell to the ground. They had seen him without a doubt and where staring at him as if they had founded the Holy Grail. To add to his extremely bad luck, when he turned to run down the street it was filled with hundreds of cars and even more people than before. He wouldn't be able to get through very easy; which meant he was going to have trouble losing this bunch.

Sprinting between people on the walkway and parked cars was very hard indeed. He felt like he was training and going through the many obstacle courses that the teachers and trainers make them do, to increase their agility. The ones he did however didn't contain masses of squealing girls, casing after him.

Looking back he could see them getting closer and closer, as a group they were pushing people away to get to him. He couldn't understand why they were so determined to get to him. He now realized that he had no other choice but to hide somewhere, but the question was where?

Bring his eyes back to his front; he notice in the far distance a SUV's trunk was wide open. The car was parked on the curb in front of some apartment buildings, and no one was around. That was perfect!

Gaining speed without hitting anyone he made his way up to the rear of the vehicle. Stopping right at the trunk he looked behind him at the girls, they were far enough behind him that they wouldn't notice if he hid in the back of the trunk. Grabbing onto the rear hatch he looked around to make sure no one or perhaps the owner was around to see him using the car as a hiding spot. When he didn't see anyone he jumped in and closed the hatch behind him.

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