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The King of FightersÓ

Paradise or Parody?

Chapter 1

Yuki was irritated. Why does her boyfriend have to be so damn stubborn? That Kusanagi boy was more focused on seeking another battle with Iori rather than their anniversary. Doesn't he ever get tired of fighting Iori? Will the feud between them ever end? Can they just put aside their differences for once (without taking on menaces such as Rugal, Leopold, and Orochi )? And who in the hell cares about the colors of their flames anyway?

Yuki released her grip on Kyo's right leg and sighed. "Kyo... I'm going to ask you once again: why are you doing this? Does this ever gets tiresome?"

The Magatama youth stopped in his tracks and took a scrutinizing glance down the dark alley. "Yuki, I have to do this and you know this as well. Iori proposed a challenge to me and he is still out there." His hands lit up in a small blaze for a moment. "He's close."

Yuki rose to her feet and dusted off the fabric of her skirt. "I swear, when it comes down to fighting, you guys are like a bunch of babies playing a stupid game of tag." She irritably scoffed. "Come on Kyo, you don't have to face Iori every time he proposes a challenge to you. If you ask me, the fight always end up in a stalemate and they seem to no longer have any purpose."

"I guess we have to do what we got to do." Kyo shrugged.

"You said a mouthful, Kusanagi." Yuki spat. "And this pointless fight isn't one of them. Don't you still remember that our anniversary is coming up in a matter of days?"

Kyo baulked at what she said. "Damn! How could I forget that?" A guilty look dawned on his face.

"Uh huh." She rolled her eyes. "I thought so. You haven't even thought about it at all. And if you do remember it, it always be at the very last minute. You take me out to cheap ass takeout joints and bought me a dress that is no bigger than a tank top."

"That goes to show you that I appreciate your beauty." Kyo defended.

"Yeah right. You're just a pervert and only think of me as an object of lust." Yuki accused dramatically. "Oh, and don't forget that time when I caught you saying Athena's name in your sleep."

"No, no! Athena was a serial killer in that dream!" Kyo retorted. "And second, I don't think of you as just an object of lust. I love everything about you."

Yuki rolled her eyes again. "Kyo, the only time that you really was concerned about me was when everyone thought I died in all the commotion back in 97."

Kyo walked up to her and embraced her. "That goes to show you that I care about you."

Yuki's heart was fluttering in her chest and she felt weak in the knees from his sudden action. "Are you speaking the truth, Kyo-kun?" She inquired softly.

"Yes."

"Oh Kyo. Please forgive me for accusing you so wrongly."

Kyo smirked and cupped his hand on Yuki's left breast and squeezed. "HONK! HONK!"

Yuki's face became scorching red. "Why you!? KUSANAGI!!"

BOP!

Kyo rubbed the throbbing pain on the back of his head. "I couldn't help it!" He claimed. "That was a sign of appreciation and you know it! You hear me!"

Yuki walked away from the moron while sighing. 'The male anatomy. That has to be the dumbest part of the male's body. It does the thinking for them and it hangs with two nuts and lives around the corner from an asshole.'

"Hey Yuki! Wait up!" Kyo shouted.

"Nah! Forget it!" Yuki spat back. "Go and enjoy your little 'traditional' battle with your rival and forget all about little ole me. And don't come looking for me when you get in the mood. Maybe Iori can help you with that!"

"I do not play on the other team!"

"I am seriously beginning to think so." Yuki considered. "After the rumors I read in the tabloids I think I may just beginning to understand."

"Hey don't believe that in all the bull crap the tabloids publish." Kyo advised. "It's just a scheme to get people to ream em in order for them to milk out more money."

Yuki flipped her short brown hair in a rather snobbish way. "Yeah whatever. The point is, Kusanagi, you were wrong for you perversion just now." Pink tinted her cheeks for a second at the thought. "And don't bother calling me for a night."

"Yuki! Stop playing!"

"You can just kiss my fat--"

"What's wrong, Kusanagi?" Sneered a voice. "Having trouble with you girl? You weak ass flames couldn't even help you get it up?" Iori Yagami appeared from a shadowy corner and blocked off Yuki's way.

"Iori, this is not a good time for you to show up now. Can't you see that I'm a little busy."

"Oh. Now he's regarding me." Yuki scoffed. "I tried to get him to avoid this fight for days but the fool ignored me."

"It's bad enough that you cannot fight but you don't even know how to treat your woman." Iori smirked. "Boy, you're lucky to have a nice piece of meat such as this but you don't know how to season it."

Yuki raised a brow. "Excuse me? Did you called me a piece of meat?"

Kyo walked in front of Yuki. His focus was fully directed at Iori. "Leave her out of this, Yagami." He warned. "Before we get down to this I want to know what is the color of your flames?"

"That stupid question again!" Iori cursed in exasperation. "Kyo, just for that, I'm going to help to make this fight quick and put your dick in the dirt once and for all."

"Okay. Let's do this."

Mere meters from the two rivals, Yuki thought, 'Could they at least wait for the next King of Fighters to do this moronic battle?'

Iori's hands lit up with lavender flames. "Now Kusanagi, play time is over!!"

The two warriors would of clashed if it weren't for two women appearing out of no where and interfering their battle out of the blue. "What the hell? Hey you two wenches, can't you see that I'm trying to kill someone here?" Said Iori.

"Iori, you couldn't beat me even if I was you very own little di--"

"KUSANAGI!" Yuki yelled. "Enough with the vulgarity! This is a PG-13 story, you know?"

"Damn boy, that broad got you whipped." Iori chuckled, then started laughing maniacally. "Hm, hm, hm, heh, he, heh, HA! HA! HA! HA!"

"That stupid laugh again..." Kyo muttered.

Yuki was the only one that had enough sense to regard the two chicken-heads--err, ring girls. "Well, now that you two are here, what is the meaning of this?"

The tall, chesty blonde handed out two invitations to the fighters. "It's an invitation." She said in her high pitched voice.

"Ah. The new tournament. I wonder who is behind it this time?" Kyo wondered. "You chicks aren't sexy secretaries so that means Rugal is out of the picture."

The second KOF ring girl, a brunette, responds, "It's not a tournament this time if that what you are thinking." She acknowledged. "They're free tickets to the new cruiser, the Warrior."

Iori, Kyo, and Yuki face faulted at the same time. "The Warrior?"

"Lame name, isn't it?" The brunette asked.

"Damn. What kind of raggedy Street Fighter organization would name their cruiser The Warrior?" Kyo demanded.

"Uh, that company with the unoriginal franchises would." Iori suggested dumbly.

"Shut up, Yagami." Kyo shrugged.

The blonde girl presented the brochure. "Anyway, it's an all expense paid trip and you guys get to stay at our beautiful resort, Fighter's Paradise, for two weeks." She handed Kyo a photo of both the cruiser and the seemingly expensive vast resort.

When Yuki took a peep at the photo, her eyes glittered with stars. "Oh my goodness! It's... beautiful! It's the perfect anniversary gift!" She beamed.

"You're right about that, Yuki. It does seems to be a very nice spot to chill at." Said Kyo.

"We are glad that you are happily anticipating this event." The brunette cheered. "The cruise is going to depart this weekend at Tokyo Bay at noon."

"Cool."

"Oh Kyo!" Yuki squealed. "I'm so glad that you are considering this!"

Iori took one look at the photo and spat, "Man, (bleep!) this (bleep!) !!" He burned the photo and his invitation and walked off. "You people can have this all day, every day."

"Whoa. That was a first for me." Kyo said, slightly amazed.

As for Yuki, the day has just became much better for her.

Miami, Florida 12: 38 AM

For a weekday, college night was definitely exciting. Miami's nightlife, as usual, was abundant with late night fun and, of course, club banging. Yep, it has definitely been a busy day, so hopping the night clubs was perfect for winding down and relieving daily stress.

Dee Jay, in particular, was especially enjoying himself for he was the guest disc jockey for tonight. "Okay! Okay! Party people!" He spoke into the digital microphone behind the DJ booth. "Now I'm going to hit all of you with that Outkast. After that, it's time to crank it up with some Lil Jon!"

The suave, high tempo beats of OutKast's hit song 'Ghetto Mizick' filled the huge, two storied clubhouse. "And if anybody starts fighting, it's straight off to jail with your asses."

A man stepped inside the booth to converse with him. The familiar person had an envelope in his hand. "Hey Dee Jay, check this out. It's an invitation to a exquisite cruise and a lot more."

"Ken, you have to be kidding me, mon." Dee Jay replied. "It must be one of your ships?"

"Not to my knowledge." Ken Masters answered. "It sounds like a lot of fun but I'm afraid that I'm going to have to sit this on out. I have some business to attend to up in Calgary."

"Yeah. I see you're trying to get on that health care." Said Dee Jay. "I'm thinking about that too."

Ken sat near him. "Hey, maybe you don't mind taking this cruise in may place." He considered. "It's a good thing that you are here in Miami for this week."

"By the way, Ken, how's life here been treating you? Your new mansion is off the hook, mon. I bet the media is trying to get all up in it."

"Man, I love this city." Ken laughed. "Eliza enjoys this place too and my son is getting a hell of a lot of phone calls from the girls."

"Damn. Mel's about like us back in the day." Dee Jay reminisced. "So what is the cruise heading to?"

"Check it out." Ken handed him a photo of the resort.

"Sweet! Just the right place to chill at for a while."

"Yeah. The cruise is going to be at Tokyo Bay and will depart on Saturday at noon."

"That's real cool. I'm going to let Alex in on this one." Said Dee Jay before noticing the said bouncer handling off some trouble makers. "Damn, speak of the devil..."

"Well, he is just doing his job for the night." Ken shrugged. "We better lend a hand just in case a motley crew decides to ambush him.

A Shrine in Osaka, Saturday Morning

For the first time in a long time, Maki Kagura sensed a foreboding presence looming the atmosphere. Maybe because of the sudden invitation that her little sister, Chizuru, received yesterday. Or it could be envy for all she knew. To her, the cruise sounded quite lovely and luxurious. Oh well, all the more for Chizuru to dance like a fanatic. She sighed wistfully and sipped her morning tea, hearing the pattering feet of her sister descending the stairs for the hundredth time today.

"My, aren't we a little skittish today?" Maki remarked.

Chizuru slammed two heavy briefcases near the entrance of the door. "Yes, sister. I'll will be leaving the shrine today for two weeks in paradise." Chizuru answered. "It's just the break that I needed."

"I still do not like this." Maki stated. "It's all so sudden. Don't you think that it could be a new menace on the rise, Chizuru?"

"No." Chizuru replied. "I am certain about this. There's wasn't any specific insignia on it so there is no sign of any threat."

"Then again, it is best for me to stay while you are on your... how should I state it... 'getaway.'"

"You sure that you don't want to come along, Maki?" Chizuru inquired.

"No, I'm fine sister. Go on ahead and have your fun. Besides, there need to be someone guarding the gateway so there won't be any demons or evil entities running amuck on the world again." She said with a hint of sarcasm.

Chizuru baulked. "Did you have to go there?"

"Yep. It goes to show you how much of a screw up that you are sometimes." Maki stated, sipping her tea once again. "And I still say there's something screwy about this trip, Chizuru."

"Aw c'mon! Everything is all under control, Maki!" Chizuru pouted, a rare expression on her face. "You worry way too much for me!"

All of a sudden, a small, insignificant demon zipped past the television. Maki performed a quick spell and eradicated the nuisance. "Hmph. See what I mean? Someone hasn't been guarding the gateway as of late."

Chizuru hung her head and snapped her fingers. "Damn. How did that happened?"

"Have fun, Chizuru..."

NEXT TIME:

K', Private Machiko, Athena, Maki Genryusai, Yang and more board on The Warrior. But why is the cruiser sinking? Find out in the next chapter.