BLINDFOLDED BY MEMORIES

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN King Of Fighters, nor Street Fighter... hell, I don't even own Rival Schools. They're all(unfortunately) possession of many empowered corporations, which do not have the slightest clue about art. Too bad though, even when they may have good creative writers, drawers and people from the like on it's staff.

This is a Crossover between Street Fighter Alpha and Rival Schools; with special guests from King Of Fighters. I'm from Mexico, so please bare with me, I'm still trying to figure out how to get the best out of the 1 or 2 thousand words I know in English.

But even so, I hope you enjoy this piece of fic. Read well and, if you choose to do me the enormous favor, review. ¡Suerte!

Prologue (Narrated by Ryu)

I think it all begun the same day that I found my master's corpse, at the center of the dojo. I never had any chance to give him a proper goodbye. Along Ken, he was the closest thing to a family.

That was about 2 years ago... I'm 17 years old now. And today... well, it's kind of a special occasion.

Sunday. Graveyard

The footsteps give it away. He finally made it.

"Hey Ken" A modest grin on his face is shown.

"Hey there, buddy" He's carrying along a flower's array.

How splendid, Black roses. They're surely rare. If I didn't knew better, they would probably wither after a short period of time. A shame, though. After leaving them by the grave, he turns up to face me.

"Still no clues on the responsible?"

My silence was like a thousand knives for him.

"Didn't think so. Say, are you all set for tomorrow's big day?"

"Do I have to?"

"Well, duh, It's our last year... our season as seniors starts tomorrow"

"... Let's not talk about that in here, shall we? Sensei deserves all our respect, even on his death-bed"

"You're right" After that... both Ken and I started a silent prayer. Master Gouken deserves everything, but I think this is what he may have enjoyed the most.

After leaving our master's grave, a few minutes passed between neither Ken nor I opening our mouths. That, until--

"Do you think, well, that he's resting in peace, dude?"

"I hope so"

"Me too" We were already outside the Cemetery. "Well, gotta go. Hope to see you there buddy"

"Yeah, sure" We shook on it. After that, he left.

7. 30 A.M. Next day. Front door of Pacific High School

How do I get myself in these things? Beats me... Pacific High School is mostly a foreign kids-based school. Most of the kids here are from either America or Europe. Also, they mostly come from very wealthy families and have a whole life ahead of them.

However, not everyone's like that, at least in point No. 1. Here comes a good friend of mine, he's in sophomore year... although if you saw him, you wouldn't know (He's tall as hell).

"Vaya, buenos días Ryu..."

"Ah, hola Boman!" Boman Delgado, a friend who comes from US, although he's from Mexican ancestry. I've learned a lot from him. Speaking Spanish included. Then, out of the blue--

"Aw, c'mon Boman, don't waste your time with this Jap here" That's Roy Bromwell, your average American kiddo. I don't know why he loathes Japanese people so much.

"You should watch your manners, Roy. For he's done--"

"Yeah, I know. Yara-yara. Let's just get out of here" As he walked beside me, he pays no attention to me, as if I wasn't there at the first place.

"Gomen, Ryu-san"

"It's okay" We shook on it. As they left, someone else stood beside me.

"Hell, why he's so anal about Japanese people?" Ken. If there's anyone else that Roy avoids more than me, that's Ken.

"Well, he's also anal to people that tried to steal their girlfriends"

"You had to brought that up, didn't you?"

"My bad... let's just go" Minutes later, all the seniors in the school were gathered at the main hall. We're almost at the front seats, where 2 other well-known guys about to take their seats as well.

"Well, lookie, if isn't Miss X and Fei Long" That's Ken trying to be funny around Chun-Li and Fei-Long. They're both from Hong Kong, and-- um...

"Uh, hey there, Chun-Li" Oh, just so you know: Chun-Li and I used to be an item, but-- I guess I'll understand if she doesn't...

"Ryu, it's good to see you after the summer" I clearly saw me smiling after that.

"I was afraid of your--" She interrupted me by putting her soft fingers on my lips.

"It's in the past. I really want to be friends with you now"

"Best thing I've ever heard all day" After that, we both took our seats. I was so happy to hear that things were good between us once again. However, the good stuff never lasts. Dammit-- As the Pacific H.S. Principal stood in front of the microphone...

"Well, it's good to see that this year's seniors are bound to become one of the best generations that has ever stood on this academic institution" He took a pause. Applause was heard all over the hall.

"...However, it is of great concern what has been happening lately at the surrounds of Justice High School. Nevertheless, these anomalies have passed without affecting the general activities here at--" After that, I lost my train of thought on the principal's monologue, as Ken seemed to be in need to talk to me.

"You know what? I think he's full of it" Whispering to not be overheard.

"You think, but Principal Norita is not like that"

The speech went on and on, and, after finishing with the senior students, the next were the sophomore guys. Outside the main hall were Boman, Roy and Tiffany Lords, Roy's girlfriend. Ken has been hitting on her since the first day... of our sophomore year.

"Masters. Did you even passed sophomore? How someone like you can claim to be a senior?" The depictive tone of Bromwell didn't went unheard for my friend.

"Well, at least I didn't required "daddy's help" to help me go through"

"What--? Take it back, you son of--!" Good thing Boman got a hold of Roy's arms, otherwise it would have gotten ugly. We quickly walked out of there, and to our classroom, but--

"Don't run away, you jester wannabe!" Ken chuckled at Roy's distant ranting. However, this wasn't going to be a steady year. I could feel it.