Anything goes: Blue sky generation.

By Bakasaiga

Prologue: My name is Saotome Aosora, don't forget it!


"Martial arts, the fighting techniques passed down to us that we may better understand the world and protect ourselves"

'Man this book is dry,' Kazuki thought to himself, swinging his book bag back and forth as he listened. 'How did people ever get by without audio books? I couldn't ever sit down and read something this boring.'

"They are a part of our heritage, engraved into our flesh and blood."

'Ha! As if!' Kazuki tore the headphones he was wearing out. Uehara Kazuki was an average boy of sixteen. He wore his messy black hair short. He had brown eyes, an average face, and a skinny figure. His parents had been worried about how small he was and forced him to try martial arts once, a Japanese Kempo class when he was ten. He had dropped out of the program because the dojo owner's nephew was picking on him. Not even one of the teachers were willing to stop him. 'Martial arts aren't any different than the rest of life, just the strong ganging up on the weak.' He thought bitterly.

Kazuki winced as he was momentarily blinded by a light from to the side of the bridge he walking along. He stopped to rub his eyes and glanced down at the source of the light. Five figures in high school uniforms and motor cycle helmets were surrounding a single dark haired girl in an unusual looking gi, all of the armored figures held either wooden swords of baseball bats. "There you go Kazuki." He grumbled under his breath. "Irrefutable proof that the world isn't fair, just in case you forgot somehow. An armed gang lynching."

However, the small girl in the gi didn't look the typical lynching victim, frightened and desperate. She couldn't have been more than his age, but she held her stance in the middle of five armed adult sized people with complete confidence. One of the fighters flinched any time she so much as shifted her weight.

Finally one of the figures moved towards her, pointing his boken at the girl. "You think we're scared of you!" The helmeted teen shouted, clearly trying to sound intimidating. this was slightly undermined by the visible tremor in his arm "We aren't! You think you're so great, but the Byōki no nezumi aren't gonna put up with your father or his students shit anymore! You won't be able to walk around Nerima like you own it any-"

"Revised anything goes martial arts, Double body throw."

The girl had apparently had heard enough of the gang members speech. She grabbed the speaker and the closest of the other assailants with incredible speed, smashing them first into each other and then the ground. Neither moved from where they landed, though Kazuki could hear groaning noises from where he watched. The other three charged at her with their weapons raised over their heads. As if to highlight the drama a gust of wind blew towards Kazuki. He yelped in surprise as suddenly the girl started glowing red.

"Burning chestnut fist."

The girl's arms disappeared in a blur of motion and light. The helmets of two of the assailants shattered and their wearers fell to the ground unconscious. The third managed to bring his weapon down to protect himself from the barrage in time, but was still knocked several feet away. The girl stilled her arms and fell into a stance. Kazuki could see a faint glow coming from the girl's body, more orange than red now.

The girl in the Gi walked up to the last assailant, whom was in the process of desperately scrambling away after throwing away his weapon, and delivered a sharp kick to his former attackers side. The gangster collapsed with a gasp.

"I-Incredible" Kazuki said out loud, quite a bit louder than he had intended to. The Gi wearing girl turned sharply and looked directly at Kazuki. The girl cleared the distance between them with a single jump, landing on the railing in front of Kazuki. 'Oh crap.' He thought as he rapidly backpedaled away from the railing. 'This chick is going to kill me!' Kazuki put his hands up to guard his face from damage.

To his surprise, rather than attacking him the girl simply waved at him. "Konbanwa, Uehara-san!"

Kazuki slowly lowered his arms from his face. 'Uehara-san? Do I know this girl?' Upon closer inspection, the girl had more about her that was unusual than just her Gi, though the orange and black top and black pants were strange. Kazuki had thought that the girl's hair was close to black, but up close it looked almost blue. Her eyes were blue too…

"Ah! You're Saotome the skipper!" Kazuki Said as he finally recognized his fellow student. The blue haired girl lost her balance on the bridges rail momentarily, but quickly regained it.

Saotome frowned at Kazuki. "Oh come on, I miss one or two classes a month and I get nicknamed 'the skipper?' How on earth is that fair!" she fumed. Kazuki backed up; nodding and glancing at the groaning men the girl had just completely decimated in a few seconds. Upsetting this girl was not in his best interests right now.

Seeing the smashed helmets reminded him of the glow he had seen. He shifted his gaze from the defeated gang to the martial artist who had beaten them. She no longer glowed with any sort of light.

"I know some guys who don't go to school for weeks and they never get… called…" She paused mid rant. It took Kazuki a few seconds to realise that she had stopped talking. And that she was looking right at him, confusion and curiosity plain on her face. "Is something wrong Uehara-san?"

Kazuki winced, embarrassed that he had been caught staring. "Um, no not really…" Kazuki was already readying himself to run away, but there was one question that was still on his mind. "I was just wondering… How did you do the lighting up thing?"

The girl's eyes widened. "You could… you could see that!" The blue haired girl's mouth turned up into a grin that seemed almost too large for her face. Saotome hopped down from the railing and pulled Kazuki into a hug. "Oh that's' wonderful Uehara! You have to promise me you'll stop by my family dojo after school tomorrow!"

Kazuki had no interest in martial arts, and especially martial arts taught by a dojo targeted by gangsters. However, given that he was currently being hugged by a fairly attractive girl his own age his response was understandable.

"Uhhhhhhh… sure. I guess."

"Thank you thank you thank you!" She squealed, squeezing him tighter before jumping backward still beaming. "Daddy is going to be so happy that I found someone like you!" She started to dash the way that Kazuki had just come from, but stopped and shouted over with a competitive looking grin. "And by the way, I aint 'Saotome the skipper'. My name is Saotome Aosora, don't forget it!"

Kazuki simply stood there, staring at Aosora's retreating form and trying to comprehend what had just transpired. "She… she dropped my honorific."

The confused boy shook his head and continued on his way. He put the headphones.

"Many people consider martial arts to be and enjoyable and interesting activity, some even believe that martial arts can help you find meaning in your life."

'I wonder what kind of martial arts her school teaches.' Kazuki wondered. He sighed and began to work his way home.