Hating You, Missing You, Loving You
Disclaimer: I don't own Real Bout High School nor it's characters. I also do not own any rights to the songs , Going Under by Evanescence, I Drove All Night by Celine Dion, Nor Your Song by Ewan McGregor! Well this is my first songfic so I hope ya'll like it!
Chapter 1: Hating You!
"Now I will tell you what I've done for you,"
Again. The crowd pulsating around the ring. All dying for a glimpse of the fight soon to happen. It was disgusting. She hated it. She hated the surge of adrenaline every time he stepped in the ring to challenge her. She knew how it would end. It always ended the same. She Ryoko Mitsurugi would stand in this arena and fight the one person she hated till it ended in a draw and they both slunk back into their usual routine of insults until he would once again challenge her to a K-fight. Everyone in Diamon High knew why Shizuma Kusanagi hated Ryoko. But no one knew why Ryoko hated him back. In fact it wasn't until recently that she had figure it out herself. She loved him. And she hated the fact that she couldn't tell him. She hated the fact that he hated her so much that she had to constantly risk hurting the man she loved just because he had some score he thought he had to settle. She hated herself for making him hate her most of all. If it wasn't for the fact that she knew he'd kill her she would have let him win months ago. But she was trapped. And something deep inside told her this would be the worst fight they ever had.
"50 thousand tears I've cried,
Screaming deceiving and bleeding for you,
And you still won't hear me (I'm going under),"
"Are you ready to lose Titan Gal?!" Shizuma's taunts brought her back to the present. "Only if your ready to accept your loss Mountain Monkey!" Her heart twisted inside her breast. The ache inside only intensified with each insult. She watched as he raised his hands to just below his eyes, his legs spreading about shoulder length apart. He was ready. She raised her wooden sword. It was time. This had to end. Her heart couldn't take it anymore. She was charging before she even knew it. The announcer calling out the play by play.
"Don't lend your hand this time I'll save myself,
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once),
Not tormented daily defeated by you,
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom,
I'm dying again,"
His large strong hands deftly caught her sword just as it was about to crash into his head. His powerful kick sent her sprawling across the arena. The entire crowd rose to watch. Silent as they watched to see if she would stand. Using the sword as an aide she pushed herself upright. The pain making her head spin. But she forced herself to stay upright. Forced herself to focus. She knew he was coming. She could feel the pounding of his feet on the floor.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under,"
She waited till she could feel the wind of his swing before she slammed the tip of her wooden sword into his stomach. His breath rushed against her face as the wind was knocked out of him. He fell to one knee. His arms wrapped tightly around his stomach. She moved away trying to put some distance between them. It was then she realized. Not one sound could be heard other than his gasps for breath and the pounding of her heart. She looked around and saw all the faces of the crowd watching her. Judging her. No one was cheering, shouting, or screaming. They seemed to know that this was the one match that would declare the true champion. It was in that moment of silence that she saw what was driving his hate. He needed to prove himself. And she was in the way.
"Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies,
So I don't know what's real and what's not,
Always confusing the thoughts in my head,
So I can't trust myself anymore,
I'm dying again,"
"I will NOT lose!" his anger seeped into her heart. She waited, knowing he would stand. He rose his hate driving him on past his pain, past his emotions, past everything he hid. How could he tell her the truth. How could he show her his pain. He needed her, but she was to proud to need a streetfighter like him. So he hated her pride. He hated her skill, her compassion, but he hated the fact that he could never have her. She could never be his. His sudden charge startled her yet she held her ground. She would end this, one way or another.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under,"
She watched as he pulled back. She watched all his strength flow into his attack. She made ready as if to defend herself and waited. He swung everything he had into his punch. The sword cracked. Ends flying into the crowd. Screams erupted as people tried to dodge the flying debris . When they turned to look back the watched as Ryoko slid slowly to the ground. Defeated. "get up." The sound was almost lost in the breath of the crowd. Shizuma stepped back. "Get Up." The anger flaring in his voice to hide the fear. 'dear god don't let her be dead'. His thoughts spoke only the worst. "GET UP NOW! I'm not through with you Ryoko!" He was shaking from the need to grab her and hold her tight against him, whispering a thousand apologies.
"So go on and scream,
Scream at me,
I'm so far away,
I won't be broken again,
I've got to breathe,
I can't keep going under,
I'm dying again,"
She slowly stood. Her long red hair blocking her face. Her body was shaking from what most assumed was rage, but none could see the small liquid trails on her cheeks. She looked up at Shizuma. "You've WON. Can't you leave me be now?!" The tears now apparent for the whole crowd to see. Shizuma stood stunned to the core. "you've won, you're the new champion! Now Just leave me ALONE!.I..hate..you." The words echoed emotionlessly out of her mouth. She could give him nothing else. He had won. He could be happy now. Maybe he would let her be miserable alone. She turned and ran. She leapt over the ropes of the stage, heading for the door. Her tears still flowing down her cheeks for all the school to see.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under!"
"Ry..o..ko.." The tone of his voice stopped her at the door. She turned to look back just once. " You hated me because I stood in your way. But you never asked me why I hated you. Well now I'm no longer in your way. And you'll never have to see me again!" just as she turned to go his words once again stopped her. "What if I didn't want you to go." No hint of any emotion could be found in his voice. ".would you stay?" She looked at him. His eyes hooded and expression blank. " No.because you wouldn't really want me to stay. Your mind might want me to. But your heart never will." With that Ryoko turned and that was the last Daimon High ever saw of the former K-fight Champion.
Author's note: Well? Ya'll like it so far? Hmm.. hope ya'll do. Well I best be getting on to the second chapter. Hope ya'll enjoy your little cliffhanger! ^_~ Daughter-of-the-Wyld
Disclaimer: I don't own Real Bout High School nor it's characters. I also do not own any rights to the songs , Going Under by Evanescence, I Drove All Night by Celine Dion, Nor Your Song by Ewan McGregor! Well this is my first songfic so I hope ya'll like it!
Chapter 1: Hating You!
"Now I will tell you what I've done for you,"
Again. The crowd pulsating around the ring. All dying for a glimpse of the fight soon to happen. It was disgusting. She hated it. She hated the surge of adrenaline every time he stepped in the ring to challenge her. She knew how it would end. It always ended the same. She Ryoko Mitsurugi would stand in this arena and fight the one person she hated till it ended in a draw and they both slunk back into their usual routine of insults until he would once again challenge her to a K-fight. Everyone in Diamon High knew why Shizuma Kusanagi hated Ryoko. But no one knew why Ryoko hated him back. In fact it wasn't until recently that she had figure it out herself. She loved him. And she hated the fact that she couldn't tell him. She hated the fact that he hated her so much that she had to constantly risk hurting the man she loved just because he had some score he thought he had to settle. She hated herself for making him hate her most of all. If it wasn't for the fact that she knew he'd kill her she would have let him win months ago. But she was trapped. And something deep inside told her this would be the worst fight they ever had.
"50 thousand tears I've cried,
Screaming deceiving and bleeding for you,
And you still won't hear me (I'm going under),"
"Are you ready to lose Titan Gal?!" Shizuma's taunts brought her back to the present. "Only if your ready to accept your loss Mountain Monkey!" Her heart twisted inside her breast. The ache inside only intensified with each insult. She watched as he raised his hands to just below his eyes, his legs spreading about shoulder length apart. He was ready. She raised her wooden sword. It was time. This had to end. Her heart couldn't take it anymore. She was charging before she even knew it. The announcer calling out the play by play.
"Don't lend your hand this time I'll save myself,
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once),
Not tormented daily defeated by you,
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom,
I'm dying again,"
His large strong hands deftly caught her sword just as it was about to crash into his head. His powerful kick sent her sprawling across the arena. The entire crowd rose to watch. Silent as they watched to see if she would stand. Using the sword as an aide she pushed herself upright. The pain making her head spin. But she forced herself to stay upright. Forced herself to focus. She knew he was coming. She could feel the pounding of his feet on the floor.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under,"
She waited till she could feel the wind of his swing before she slammed the tip of her wooden sword into his stomach. His breath rushed against her face as the wind was knocked out of him. He fell to one knee. His arms wrapped tightly around his stomach. She moved away trying to put some distance between them. It was then she realized. Not one sound could be heard other than his gasps for breath and the pounding of her heart. She looked around and saw all the faces of the crowd watching her. Judging her. No one was cheering, shouting, or screaming. They seemed to know that this was the one match that would declare the true champion. It was in that moment of silence that she saw what was driving his hate. He needed to prove himself. And she was in the way.
"Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies,
So I don't know what's real and what's not,
Always confusing the thoughts in my head,
So I can't trust myself anymore,
I'm dying again,"
"I will NOT lose!" his anger seeped into her heart. She waited, knowing he would stand. He rose his hate driving him on past his pain, past his emotions, past everything he hid. How could he tell her the truth. How could he show her his pain. He needed her, but she was to proud to need a streetfighter like him. So he hated her pride. He hated her skill, her compassion, but he hated the fact that he could never have her. She could never be his. His sudden charge startled her yet she held her ground. She would end this, one way or another.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under,"
She watched as he pulled back. She watched all his strength flow into his attack. She made ready as if to defend herself and waited. He swung everything he had into his punch. The sword cracked. Ends flying into the crowd. Screams erupted as people tried to dodge the flying debris . When they turned to look back the watched as Ryoko slid slowly to the ground. Defeated. "get up." The sound was almost lost in the breath of the crowd. Shizuma stepped back. "Get Up." The anger flaring in his voice to hide the fear. 'dear god don't let her be dead'. His thoughts spoke only the worst. "GET UP NOW! I'm not through with you Ryoko!" He was shaking from the need to grab her and hold her tight against him, whispering a thousand apologies.
"So go on and scream,
Scream at me,
I'm so far away,
I won't be broken again,
I've got to breathe,
I can't keep going under,
I'm dying again,"
She slowly stood. Her long red hair blocking her face. Her body was shaking from what most assumed was rage, but none could see the small liquid trails on her cheeks. She looked up at Shizuma. "You've WON. Can't you leave me be now?!" The tears now apparent for the whole crowd to see. Shizuma stood stunned to the core. "you've won, you're the new champion! Now Just leave me ALONE!.I..hate..you." The words echoed emotionlessly out of her mouth. She could give him nothing else. He had won. He could be happy now. Maybe he would let her be miserable alone. She turned and ran. She leapt over the ropes of the stage, heading for the door. Her tears still flowing down her cheeks for all the school to see.
"I'm going under,
Drowning in you,
I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through,
I'm going under!"
"Ry..o..ko.." The tone of his voice stopped her at the door. She turned to look back just once. " You hated me because I stood in your way. But you never asked me why I hated you. Well now I'm no longer in your way. And you'll never have to see me again!" just as she turned to go his words once again stopped her. "What if I didn't want you to go." No hint of any emotion could be found in his voice. ".would you stay?" She looked at him. His eyes hooded and expression blank. " No.because you wouldn't really want me to stay. Your mind might want me to. But your heart never will." With that Ryoko turned and that was the last Daimon High ever saw of the former K-fight Champion.
Author's note: Well? Ya'll like it so far? Hmm.. hope ya'll do. Well I best be getting on to the second chapter. Hope ya'll enjoy your little cliffhanger! ^_~ Daughter-of-the-Wyld