Double and Kiva: The Great Monster Wars

Chapter 1: Meet the Players

Written by CMR Rosa, busterleader92, and Despicable-D

Yokai Academy - a school for the new generations of young Yokai to earn a proper education for their futures and the sake of learning how to blend into the human world. This academy, protected by a barrier that makes it nigh undetectable to normal humans and surrounded by a massive sea of blood red water, has become the new sanctuary of the latest generation of Fangire nobility. One such royal, deemed by the student body as "King of Yokai Academy" was on his way to the massive haunted looking building.

Vroom!

Several students looked in awe at the usual sight of a red, bat-designed motorcycle milling up to school grounds. The rider of the bike pulled to a stop, parking his bike and removing the full-face helmet, revealing a short brown hair and a handsome face. The teenager had just pulled his school bag over his shoulder when a pair of mechanical creatures suddenly flew to his side.

"Yo, Wataru! Your flashy entrance has got everyone's attention once again!" The first being was a yellow mechanical bat flapped rapidly around his partner.

"But of course," The other, a tiny golden mechanical dragon retorted. "Wataru-sama is King, he has the right to have a few fans!"

"Ano…" The boy, Wataru Kurenai, suddenly noticed the throngs of students staring at him and he found that it was far more than a few.

"It's him! The King of Yokai Academy!

"He's the one who saved the academy right?"

"Oh, he's so hot!"

Wataru rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment at the usual whispered praise. When he had come to Yokai Academy a year and a half ago he wished not to stand out too much though his method would have most likely failed because he was wary of others finding out about his Fangire heritage. However, meeting a certain someone forced him to forget any notions he had about not interacting with others and allowed him to come out of his very literal shell. Since then he had made many new precious friends and though he had to resort to violent means beyond his normally gentle nature, he had fought to protect them many times over and through the course of his many battles he had gained a reputation among the student body as the strongest monster in Yokai Academy. Thus he had earned the admiration, affections and in some cases fear of his fellow classmates.

However, his reputation before seemed meager after his latest feat. Near the start of the school year, Wataru, along with his family and friends, had single-handedly protected the school from a horde of puppet Fangires with plans of overrunning the young monster children and demolishing the school that stood for peace with the human race. And it had been Wataru, alongside his reliable elder brother Taiga, and his beloved "Queen", who defeated the revived former King of the Fangires and brought an end to the seemingly endless battle. Since then his title as King of the Academy had become a badge of heroism that he wore with pride.

"Wataru-kun!" Wataru smiled as he heard the pleasing call of his aforementioned Queen. "Ohayo!" A beautiful girl with long pink hair and a silver cross with a red gem in its center ran to his side, and affectionately took his hand with her own.

"Ohayo, Moka-san," Wataru smiled to his pink haired lover affectionately. Immediately the looks from the couple's classmates turned from awe and admiration to looks of jealousy, crestfallenness and scorn.

You see, as much as Wataru was a hero among the student body and Moka was a beautiful idol to the male students, the moment these two get together, their classmates' attitudes change. Well, for Wataru, it gets worse.

"Wataru-san…may I?" Moka's eyes looked yearning and the young Fandiri immediately understood.

"Of course." He then cocked his head to the side, exposing his neck to the pink haired girl.

"Capu-chu~!" Moka cooed as a pair of thin fangs was revealed behind her moist lips. She happily nipped into the side of his neck and drank lightly from his blood. Wataru had long since gotten used to the sting from the vampire's feeding and took the pain as the price for the two's personal display of affection. Still, there were always others who disapproved of the common occurrence.

"Stop that!" Wataru suddenly found his head jerked away from Moka and smothered in something soft and squishy.

"Kurumu-chan, I wasn't done!" Moka complained to the blue haired girl who now held Wataru's head hostage between her ample bosoms. The bluenette stuck her tongue out at Moka childishly.

"Your constant feeding on Wataru can't be good for his health. I can't have my Destined One die from being sucked dry like a ketchup packet, not when we have so many wonderful nights ahead of us!" Kurumu rubbed her beloved's hair affectionately against her chest until she suddenly noticed a red stain stemming onto her uniform. "Eeeeek! Wataru!" Kurumu allowed the Fandiri to fall from her grip as she suddenly realized that the blood was still stemming from Wataru's neck. The teen's eyes had become swirls as a tiny spout of blood shot up, most likely caused by Kurumu jerking Wataru's head away before Moka could lick the tiny wound closed.

"Looks like you're the one who'll be responsible for him dying of blood loss." A girl with shoulder length purple hair and wearing a mishmash of clothes not at all resembling the common uniform her fellow students wore suddenly appeared from a crouching position behind Wataru's bike, a tiny lollipop hanging from her mouth.

"Stupid big breasted cow!"

Clunk!

A metal wash pan suddenly appeared from the sky, smacking Kurumu's head and flooring the busty bluenette. A girl who couldn't be more than twelve suddenly went to Wataru's side. The young girl wore a modified uniform that resembled a witch's robe with a complimentary witch's hat and even had a witch's wand in hand. "Wataru-sama needs mouth to mouth!" She cried, taking in a deep breath before bending her head down to the nearly conscious boy's face. The young Witch was instantly lifted off the ground by the back of her shirt.

"Like hell I'll let you steal a kiss from Wataru, brat!" Kurumu had already recovered from the younger girl's sneak attack and was dragging the witch kicking and screaming away from the yet recovered Fandiri.

"Goshujin-sama needs a blood transfusion!" And yet another girl appeared, this time from out of thin air as she was carried by a set of black wings. This girl had long black hair and wore a fairly revealing maid's outfit. She too had a wand and with a wave of it she manifested an I.V. stand and a pack of blood matching Wataru's. The maid hastily stuck the tube into Wataru's arm, after stopping the wound on her master's neck of course, and allowed the life nectar to flow back into him.

All the while, the gathered students watched on, sweat dropping. It could be said, though, that many were envious of the young Fandiri for actually having such a large harem at his age, especially considering that the harem was made up of several of the school's most beautiful girls. First the beautiful vampiress, Moka Akashiya , then the super busty and sexy Succubus, Kurumu Kurono, the shy but subtly cute Mizore Shirayuki of the Yuki-onna, the adorable and intelligent Yukari Sendo and her fellow witch Ruby who acted as Wataru's personal maid. All these women were attractive in their own way and each and every one of them was in love with the same person: Wataru Kurenai.

"Minna…" Wataru, his revival appearing successful, smiled at his gathered friends. "Let's go to class before were late."

"HAI~!" The girls said as one, even Ruby before she remembered she wasn't a student.


"Ohayo, mi-nyaa!" A very cute woman wearing glasses and with two cat-like ears protruding from her hair greeted the group with a catty smile.

"Ohayo, Nekonome-sensei!" The teens gladly called back to their teacher and club proctor. Ever since his first year at Yokai Academy Wataru had attended the school's formerly inactive Newspaper Club; though not before a quick try with the school's Swim Club that forced Wataru to fight once again, though this time with a large number of students as his audience, leading to his current status as strongest in the school. The Newspaper Club seemed appealing to the low-stress preferring Fandiri, and with a kind teacher like Ms. Nekonome, it was the best choice. Moka, Yukari, and Kurumu had joined alongside him, and after a rocky beginning with Mizore she too joined as well to be closer to the kindly Wataru. The club would have been perfect if not for its "Oh so commendable" leader.

"Yo! Good morning, ladies! And Wataru." An older male student who wore a red head band over his shaggy black hair glided into the room with as much suave as he could muster. The teens rolled their eyes as one at their senior, the werewolf Gin. "Oi, what's with the greeting?!"

"Good morning, Gin-sempai," Wataru responded, mildly enthusiastically, to which Gin waved at him unenthusiastically. The senior was Wataru's friend by all means, but the womanizing Gin was much more interested in the harem of beautiful girls that Wataru had brought along with him. Gin himself was an admirer of Moka not too long ago and tried to take measures into forcing the male Fandiri away from the proverbial goddess by framing him into being called a Peeping Tom. Wataru managed to put the hormonal werewolf in his place before he could completely destroy Wataru's rep. Since then, the two boys had buried the hatchet and worked together with Moka and the others into reforming the Newspaper Club, though the pervy wolf often took advantage of his proximity with the beautiful girls to take some less than consensual shots of the girl's panties with his beloved camera.

"Ah, Kurenai-kun!" Ms. Nekonome's ears shot up as she seemed to remember something. "The principal wishes to speak with you about something."

"With me?" Wataru blinked. The principal was a powerful and wise man and one of the Three Dark Lords. The young Fandiri shuddered at whatever such a man would want of him.


Same time, Tokyo

"Hello~!" A shaggy headed man wearing a black tuxedo called out to a young woman with long black hair and wearing a high-school girl's uniform. The man waltzed up to the girl and smiled friendly-like. "How are you today, pretty lady?" The man's opening attempt at flirting would have normally been deemed pathetic but shockingly the words were spoken from a pair of sock puppets on the man's hands. "Would you like to come play with us?" One of them asked. "You would! Wouldn't you?" The other answered for the girl as the man suddenly took the girl by the hand and dragged her along with him.

"Excuse me!" The man stopped in his tracks and grimaced when he heard someone calling out to him. The culprit was a man in his early twenties who wore glasses and had short brown hair. He also wore a long sleeved black shirt under a white vest and matching pants and with a red tie around his neck and white fedora on his head. "Is your name Ryo Itoya?"

The puppeteer grimaced - he so hated dealing with men. "Why yes! How might I help you?" Ryo set his companion aside and bowed politely to the peculiarly dressed man.

"I'm a detective investigating a series of unusual murders that have been occurring in this area," The man explained. "A witness mentioned seeing someone matching your appearance at the scene of the crime and I wanted to know if you happened sees the murder take place."

Ryo placed a finger to his chin in thought. "Ah! You must be referring to those murders where all the victims so far have been women," Ryo deduced. "No, I'm sorry, but I didn't see the murder. I was lured to the scene when I heard the sound of people screaming and wanted to know what the fuss was about." Ryo shuddered, seemingly disturbed. "Oh, that poor woman. Her skin looked like pale glass." The detective jotted down Ryo's statement into a notepad he pulled from his pocket. "I can't imagine what could do something like that to a human being. Please, capture the despicable Dopant who committed such an atrocity and bring peace back to our fair city, keiji-san!" Ryo begged, seemingly whole heartedly. The detective suddenly ceased his jotting and looked up, smirking beneath his fedora.

"Funny, earlier you said you couldn't imagine what could do such a thing. And yet, you seem confident that it was a Dopant that did it."

Ryo blanched, realizing he had stupidly trapped himself. His instincts kicked in as he grabbed his companion once more and held her out in front of him, his hands threateningly poised around her throat. "Don't move!" The disturbed man demanded to the seemingly smug detective. "Come near me and I'll snap this girl's throat. Don't even think about trying to stop me alone."

The detective raised the brim of his hat and smirked wider. "Good thing I'm not alone. Right, partner?"

"Ah, Keitaro." Ryo looked down at his hostage who had finally spoken and realized she was holding up what seemed to be a blue digital camera and a bright yellow flash drive. The girl suddenly hit a button beneath the face of the drive before inserting it into the camera.

"LUNA!"

"LUNA! MAXIMUM DRIVE!"

The camera suddenly flipped into the air, transforming into a mechanical bat. At the center of the bat's stomach was the camera-lens, which suddenly began to build up with yellow light in its core before bursting out as a harsh flash that blinded the unready Ryo. His hostage suddenly elbowed him in the stomach before rolling away from his grip to the detective's side. Her, or should I say, his wig fell off in the process.

"Nice job, Phillip," Keitaro grinned to his brother who crossed his arms over his chest smugly.

"It seems your hair brained scheme worked after all, Keitaro. Though, I would prefer not wearing this outfit," Phillip retorted, having to pat down his skirt uncomfortably.

"No choice," Keitaro shrugged. "Our theory was that his targets are always beautiful young girls. Not like we could ask Kanako or any of the girls back at the inn to play bait considering what this freak does to women. Plus, you look better in that dress than I do." Keitaro snickered to which his brother gave him a narrow eyed scowl.

"Bastards!" Their perp snarled hatefully at the two after he managed to clear his eyesight.

"This is your one and only warning to turn yourself in without a fight. Drop your Gaia Memory onto the ground before we're forced to destroy it," Keitaro threatened, pulling a red, 'U' shaped buckle from his jacket and placing it at his waist. Black straps shot from the sides of the buckle before forming into a belt around his waist, a similar belt instantly materializing around his partner's waist.

"Gaia Memory?" One of Ryo's hand puppets suddenly quipped.

"What are those?" The other quipped as well. Keitaro and Phillip looked to each other confused.

"I came to this city because I heard that Dopants had been rampaging around here sometime. I figured someone like me could thrive in this city while those freaks took all the blame." Rainbow colored, stained glass like markings suddenly broke out on the insane man's face as his eyes glowed bright yellow. "As much as I hate men, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to make a meal of you two," Ryo snarled insanely as he threw his arms out widely and rainbow colored mist suddenly rose from his mutating body.


Yokai Academy - Principal's Office

As he was instructed, Wataru, along with Kivat, had made his way to the lower depths of the school to the large double doors that led to the principal's office. However, he was surprised to see who was waiting outside the office as well. "Nii-san!" Wataru called to his elder brother, Taiga, who was waiting alongside his flying white UFO-like partner, Sagark.

"Wataru." The tall, dark haired teen waved greeted his brother with a smile. "It seems we were called down for the same reason." The current Fangire king deduced.

"Indeed." Both boys jumped in shock as a man dressed in white priest robes appeared behind them. "So good of both Fangire Kings to come by." The Principal, Mikogami Tenmei, smiled beneath his hood. "Shall we?" The large double doors suddenly opened on their own, revealing a simple and fairly normal office which the Dark Lord stepped into with his hands behind his back. The two brothers looked to themselves nervously but followed the older Yokai in, their partners in tow.

"Now then..." Mikogami sat himself behind his desk and crossed his fingers knowingly as both boys sat themselves in chairs set out for them. "I have a proposition for the both of you."

"A proposition?" Taiga asked suspiciously. Though he respected the older Yokai as his and Wataru's mother did, the Dark Lord had always come across as a schemer to him and could never quite understand what he was plotting half the time.

Tenmei merely smiled under the King's scrutiny. "I believe it's about time we reform our Public Safety Committee." Tenmei started. "After the expulsion of the former Committee president, the Safety Committee has lost a lot of manpower due to many of the students loyal to Kuyo leaving with him. In fact, if not for its lack of fighting strength, the Committee may have been an asset the last year while we've been fighting several raids by Bishop and his upstart Fangires."

Wataru couldn't refute the logic. He and his friends had in fact dethroned the former Committee Commander, Kuyo, a Kitsune who despised humans with a passion, which included a half-human like Wataru. He had the Fandiri's friends held hostage and nearly had him publicly executed in front of the student body. Had someone other than Kuyo been in charge of the Public Safety Committee, Wataru may have welcomed the stronger students as allies in the battle against Bishop and his Fangire puppets. Still..."What does this have to do with us?"

"I'll get to the point. Kurenai-kun, Nobori-Kun. As the new leaders of the Fangire race as well as the two strongest students in the academy, I want the two of you to take over as the Co-Commanders of the Public Safety Committee and rebuild it from scratch."

"We'll do it," Taiga suddenly said.

"AH! Ano...!" Wataru was stunned to say the least. He would have never expected he would be asked to take on such a task, let alone that his brother would volunteer the both of them.

"Oh, apologies Otouto." Taiga immediately realized his inconsideration. "Mikogami-sama, it would be my pleasure to lead the school's Safety Committee but I cannot talk for my brother." Taiga nodded to his half-brother in apology.

"Well then, what say you, Kurenai-kun?" Mikogami scrutinized the heir of Kiva. Wataru met his gaze, his Fangire markings threatening to appear as his more violent side felt challenged by the Dark Lord.

"Mikogami-sama, I love this school as much as I love my home in the human world. I will always fight in order to defend it. But, I decided a year ago that the Newspaper Club was the perfect place for me, and it's where I share many memories with my friends. I can't leave it." Wataru bowed to the principal in apology and then turned to his elder brother. "Nii-san, I'm sorry I can't help you directly, but you know that Moka-san and I will always be ready to help you put anyone in their place."

"Of course!" Taiga grinned and held his hand out to his sibling which he clasped happily.

"It seems we have a decision then," Tenmei concluded, his smile did not change, implying he had expected such an outcome.


Later, after the two brothers had left the principal's office behind, they decided to take the long way back to class to chat alone.

"It still feels unreal," Taiga stated. "We defeated my Father, the former King, and Bishop. Hard to believe there's anything else to protect this place from."

"Mm." Wataru agreed. "We've had so many harsh battles this last year, but we came out on top, even stronger than before."

"You especially," Taiga chuckled. "I can still remember our childhood. Do you?"

"Of course!" Wataru smiled. "Back then we had a lot of fun. Nii-san always had to protect me though." Wataru rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed at the memory still fresh in his head of his then best friend, now elder brother, coming to his rescue when other kids would pick on the younger, much more timid Wataru.

"Hey, you've saved me a few times. I'd say we're about even," Taiga chuckled as he good naturedly messed up his brother's hair. Wataru playfully shoved his brother away which the Fangire King responded in kind. Their walk had at some point taken them to a very familiar part of the forest surrounding the Academy.

"If I remember correctly, this is the place where you and I first fought, Otouto," Taiga recalled recognizing a clearing where he, under the presumption that Kiva, Wataru's alter ego, was a threat to the Fangire race, had fought both Kiva and Moka until he was forced to retreat. He remembered his chest aching for weeks after Moka had sliced a gash across his armor with the Garulu Saber.

"Yeah. Things were... different then," Wataru recalled his many fights against his brother as very unpleasant memories and was glad that his best friend possessed enough reason to understand that Kiva was not an enemy.

"You know..." Taiga started slipping a white hilt from his jacket, the Jacorder. "If I'm going to be working in the Safety Committee from now on, we might not be able to hang out, or spar, as much as we used to." Taiga then turned on his brother, a look of excitement in his eyes. "What do you say, Wataru? A little friendly bout between brothers."

Wataru's Fangire tattoos suddenly spread across his face as his alternate persona, Kurenai, took over. "You read my mind, Taiga nii-san." The two brothers squared off as Kurenai held his hand up to the air and Taiga removed the white glove on his hand.

"Kivat!"

"Sagark!"

Both bat-like creatures suddenly dived from the air and clashed in midair before flying to their respective partners.

"Yoshaa! Kivatte, ikuze!"

"Akyudnklhgddfbvj!"

"Gabu!" Kivat immediately sunk his fangs into Wataru's hand, prompting a flash of quicksilver chains to form around his waist before solidifying into a red belt. Sagark also attached himself to Taiga's waist, pointing his flat, circular head outward and summoning black straps from his body to wrap about the Fangire King's waist. Both brothers called out, "Henshin!" before Wataru attached Kivat, upside down to the buckle of his belt and Taiga stuck the Jacorder into the side of Sagark's body, causing red light to flow to the weapon. Both Riders were immediately covered in quicksilver that solidified into their respective armors, Kiva and Saga.

Kiva wore a black bodysuit under a silver metal biker jacket with red chest armor. His right leg was also covered in silver metal with chains across its front. His helmet was red with yellow Omnilens based off a pair of bat wings. Saga also had a black bodysuit, except his was covered in a white thorn design. Regal white and blue armor covered his chest and shoulders and his helmet was designed after a crown with blue Omnilens for eyes. The Jacorder had also gained a thin red blade which Saga raised like a rapier in challenge.

"Here I come, Kiva!"

"Got it, Saga!"

Both brothers charged at one another, Saga leading with his Jacorder and Wataru dashing in with his arms spread apart behind him.


Back in Tokyo

"Shit!" Keitaro ducked under the monster's swiping claws as the stained-glass monster slashed and rushed after the two detectives. "How the hell did this guy change without a Gaia Memory?" Keitaro demanded. As he had said, the murderer Ryo Itoya had suddenly changed before their eyes, without activating a Gaia Memory or even revealing a port from which he would insert it. He now appeared as a mostly black spider-like creature, with rainbow colored stained glass covering his chest, arms, shoulders and face. A large stained glass crest also rose up from his back and a pair of wicked pincers grew from his face.

"Intriguing," Phillip stated trying to keep back. "This creature resembles a monster I've only heard of in ancient texts. We may not be dealing with a Dopant after all."

"Really? What was your first clue!?" Keitaro snapped as he had to duck another of the spider monster's swinging claws. "Just hurry up and activate your Memory!" As he called out to his brother the elder Urashima pulled out a black USB-drive and mashed the button beneath its face.

"Joker!"

"I don't know what you're trying to do but don't think I'm just going to let you do it!" Ryo snarled as he suddenly smashed down on the stained glass covering his arms. The glass shards suddenly fell to the ground and reformed into a single barrel shot gun that he quickly scooped off the ground and leveled it at Keitaro whose could only widen his eyes before a spray of bullets came hurdling toward him.

Rawr!

Before Keitaro's very eyes, Phillip suddenly stepped between him and the oncoming artillery. Phillip grinned confidently as the hail of bullets came within inches of him before a white blur leaped into the bullets' path, knocking them away with its tail and claws.

"Nice job, Fang," Phillip chuckled as the living Gaia Memory, modeled after a miniature white T-rex, jumped onto his outstretched palm. Phillip then pressed down on Fang's back to push the legs in and finally flipped its tail back to reveal the Memory inside. "This opponent won't be like our normal foes, Keitaro. I'll handle this one." Phillip declared as he held up the Fang Memory.

"Hmph!" Keitaro snorted as he held up his own Memory once again. "My partner is as reckless as ever."

"Fang!"

"Joker"

"Henshin!" The brothers Urashima called as one. Keitaro then shoved his black Memory into the left slot of his Driver, prompting the same Memory to appear in Phillip's driver. Phillip then inserted the Fang Memory and pushed both his slots to the side so that they formed a 'W' with the face of the Fang Memory running across the top of the 'W'.

"Fang-Joker!"

Keitaro instantly placed a hand to his Fedora as he fell backwards, seemingly unconscious. All the while, a mini gale had suddenly kicked up around Phillip as sparks of blue and black energy began discharging off him. The winds ripped asphalt from the ground, which vaporized and reformed across his body as they died down. Phillip held his hands to the side as he threw his head back and shouted a primal roar that made the stunned Ryo step back nervously.

"Kamen Rider?!" Ryo called out in shock. The being before him wore a body suit that was white on its right side and black on the left with black and purple highlights on their respective sides. The Rider's armor was lined with spikes on his legs, arms and the sides of his helmet. Red eyes glared from the face of the bestial mask and a 'W' shaped antenna was placed into the center of the mask's forehead.

"Now, time to count up your sins," Kamen Rider Double Fang-Joker declared, pointing at the spider creature in challenge. Ryo hissed menacingly and smashed down on the stain glass of his other arm. The glass shattered and reformed into a stained-glass patterned short sword that Ryo dual wielded with his shot gun. Double looked over his opponent's weapon-based assault and decided he needed to level the playing field. He pressed down on the horn of the Fang Memory, prompting a crescent white arm blade to form on his right forearm.

"Arm Fang!"

The two snarling combatants rushed each other and their blades clashed, sending sparks flying into the air. Ryo pressed down on his enemy's blade with his own and tried to level his gun at Double's head, but the Kamen Rider would have none of this and leaped up, kicking the monster in the face with a drop kick that sent him rolling back and his shotgun flying from his hands. Double decided to press the assault and pounced on the floored Ryo, clawing and growling as his blade cut into the murderer's black hide.

"I said I can't stand men! Get off me!" He snarled as he managed to catch Double's blade between his pincers and stabbed his sword into the Rider's chest, forcing the savage Fang-Joker off him.

"This guy's tougher than he looks," Double's left eye flashed as Keitaro's voice could be heard.

"It has impressive physical strength," Double's right side concurred and pressed down Fang's horn twice in rapid succession. "We'll have to change tactics."

"Shoulder Fang!" The arm blade faded back into Double's arm and a white, tooth shaped spike grew from his shoulder. Double ripped the spike free of his armor and tossed it at the unaware beast as it zoomed through the air like a boomerang right for him. The Shoulder Fang twisted and turned through the air as it sliced into its target over and over, leaving Ryo helpless against the rapid assault. He managed to get his sword up to block but only managed to get his sword sliced in half as the flying fang ripped across the glass weapon. The Shoulder Fang then flew back to Double's waiting hand and he charged his opponent, holding the fang like a long knife.

"AGHHHH!" Ryo cried out as the black and white Rider sliced a smoking gash across his chest.

"Even if there is no Memory to break, a Maximum Drive should finish you off either way," Keitaro declared as Double pressed down on the horn three times.

"FANG! MAXIMUM DRIVE!" Double took a crouching stance with his right leg out in front of him. A white sickle blade grew from the side of his ankle this time and his body began to crackle with blue energy.

"Fang Strizer!" Keitaro and Phillip declared as one as Double leaped into the air and flew toward the wounded Ryo with a flying reverse roundhouse kick. Ryo watched in horror as the white saw blade came flying for him and decided at this point it would be better for his health to retreat.

"Till next time, Kamen Rider!" The spider monster declared before his body suddenly became transparent and then faded away entirely. Double's kick hit only empty air as their target had suddenly slipped away.

"Damn!" Keitaro cursed, hating that they had let their perp, a wanted serial killer, slip though their fingers to continue his sick life style.

"Nothing to be done about it, Keitaro. We know what he looks like now and that he's not a Dopant, we can plan accordingly," Phillip reasoned to his brothers as he pushed the twin slots of the Double Driver together, preparing to de-henshin.

"I know that, but it still pisses-wait! Where's my body?!" Keitaro asked in shock when he finally noticed that his body was no longer where they had left it.

"Yoohoo!" Double turned at the call and blanched internally when they saw a woman with shoulder length brown hair that was topped with a pair of antenna-like ahoge sitting on a nearby bench with Keitaro's body lying next to her with his head in her lap. Her eyes were an olive-yellow and she wore a green shirt under a denim jacket with sleeves that were rolled up behind her wrist, as well as a pair of orange shorts. "Nice to see you again, Keitaro, Phillip-kun," The girl greeted coyly.

"Mi-Mizuho!" Keitaro's side of Double cried out in shock and recognition.

"Mizuho Fujisawa," Phillip recognized the girl as well, finally removing the Fang Memory from its slot, cancelling the transformation. The Double armor faded away leaving Phillip back in his regular, though unusually dressed form and Keitaro suddenly awoke with the grinning Mizuho still stroking his hair affectionately.

"So that was the rumored Kamen Rider I heard so much about," The girl stated as the detective removed himself from her lap.

"Mizuho...I can explain," Keitaro tried not to let it get out to too many people that he and Phillip were Double, the Kamen Rider that defended the city from the threat of Dopants.

"No need, Keitaro." The girl held up her hand to silence him. "I knew all about you two and what you've been doing for some time now."

"How?" Keitaro asked, surprised that his old friend claimed to know so much about their work.

"There's detective work and then there's Investigative Journalism, Keitaro," Mizuho said as she pulled out a note pad and pen. "You chose one road and I chose the other. And unlike you, I'm not 'Half-boiled' at my job." She joked.

"Hard-boiled!" The perturbed detective cried out in frustration, already fed up with that comment from his tenants at the Hinata-Sou. Phillip snickered at his brother's growing frustration.

"She seems to have you pegged already Keitaro."

"Well I certainly thought I had you pegged Phillip-kun," Mizuho stated to the confused Urashima. "I didn't know you were into that sort of thing." She held up her note pad to cover the grin spreading across her face. She of course was referring to the female high-school uniform that Phillip was wearing, which made the younger Urashima groan in realization.

"Another of my brother's Half-boiled schemes unfortunately," Phillip explained, prompting another outrage from his bespectacled partner.

"HARD! NOT HALF!" Keitaro roared in growing outrage before he turned to the Journalist. "Anyway, what do you want coming here?!" Keitaro was apparently in no mood and demanded for an answer with absolutely no jokes.

"Aright then." Mizuho dusted herself off as she sat up from the bench. "I am doing a story on the Kamen Riders seen in this city and I would like an interview with you to tell me as much about them as you can. Strictly anonymous, of course."

The two Urashimas looked to each other in shock and back to the reporter. "You want to interview us, about us?" Keitaro asked trying to get her meaning across.

"Yes, I want to know as much about the city's brave and super awesome defenders. And who better than the coolest of them all, Double himself!" Mizuho grabbed Keitaro's arm. The detective thought for a second, her compliments still clear in her head. Phillip sighed in defeat, the Reporter knew her interviews too well and went straight for inflating his ego.

"Strictly anonymous, you won't print any of the personal information you may stumble upon involving the Riders?"

"Of course, cross my heart," The girl replied cutely.

"Hmmmm!" Keitaro straightened himself out tried to give off a professional figure. "Well I suppose there's no harm in us illuminating a few details on the subject to you."

"Yay!" Mizuho cheered and grabbed onto the detective's arm happily. "Then let's go! I want to settle into the Hinata as soon as possible."

"Wait! You're staying at the Hinata?" Keitaro was thrown for a loop once more.

"What better place than the Rider detective's own office. I can't wait to take a dip in the onsen." Mizuho gazed dreamily out into space at the thought of soaking in the larger open air bath. She suddenly dragged the sputtering detective away, with Phillip in hot pursuit.

"Seems you've been played again, Keiataro," Phillip commented which made Keitaro run a hand across his face in defeat. How was he going to explain this to the rest of his tenants, especially Kitsune?


Yokai Academy Forest

Pant! Pant!

The two Fangire royals had been at it for what felt like an hour. Kiva had kept up a mighty offensive, pressing his attack with a barrage of punches and kicks that kept Saga on his guard, using his rapier to block and parry the younger King's blows. At one point, Wataru had hooked his legs onto a low hanging branch and began delivering a barrage of downward punches that forced the current King to raise his arms up in defense. Taiga decided it was high time he took the offensive and he immediately switched his Jacorder into Bute Mode, sending the whip wrapping around Wataru's waist and bringing him crashing to the ground. The King then tossed his younger brother against a far tree. Since then the two had kept an on and off exchange of blows with Taiga finding an edge thanks to his weapon's ability to shift between short and mid-range attacks. Wataru had decided to level the playing field and called Tatsulot to the field. The golden dragon instantly came to his master's side, releasing a blast of fire that summoned Zanvat, Kiva's regal blade. With the demon sword's incredible power on his side Wataru had matched his brother's weapon powered assault with impunity. The two had been clashing with their swords for some time before exhaustion began to take over, forcing Kiva to his knee with Zanvat holding him up and Saga to lean back against a nearby tree. They stared at each other as they gasped for breath.

"You...don't know when to quit... do you?" Taiga chuckled between difficult breaths.

Wataru chuckled as well before removing the faceplate covering Zanvat's eyes. "I'm your little brother after all, Taiga nii-san. I can't stand to lose!" He pressed the faceplate/Fuestle to Kivat's mouth.

"WAKE UP!"

"Indeed, you and I have been rivals in more than one way." Taiga pulled his own white fuestle from his belt and pressed it into Sagark's mouth.

"Wake up!"

Kiva held Zanvat out in front of him and slowly ran the large yellow bat hilt over his broadsword's translucent blade, charging it with crimson red energy. Saga pressed the pommel of his Jacorder into the side of his buckle and pulled it free. A red energy chain followed the rapier weapon, charging it with red energy as well. Kiva held the Zanvat Sword out beside him and charged for his brother who raised his energy charged weapon in a fencer's stance, preparing to thrust. The young Kiva had just closed the distance between them and slashed horizontally, just as Taiga stabbed ahead with his own.

Shing!

Stillness. Kiva and Saga stood facing each other, the Jacorder leveled at Wataru's throat and the Zanvat Sword resting dangerously close to Taiga's abdomen. With even the slightest twitch either one of these two warriors could have been either sliced in two or have his throat gouged out. They panted with barely contained excitement and pulled their weapons away. As one they fell to their knees exhausted and their armor fell away.

"Well that sucked," Taiga commented leaning back on his haunches. "How many draws does that make?"

Wataru chuckled and sat crossed legged as he tried to catch his breath. "I lost count, but last I checked you were still ahead by one." Ever the loyal younger brother, Wataru admitted his loss with pride.

"Heh! Sweet talker." Taiga grinned and pulled himself up, holding a hand out to his sibling. "No wonder those girls fight over you so much."

Wataru took his elder brother's hand with a smile. "I know you'll do wonderfully running the Safety Committee, nii-san. But don't expect me to just sit back whenever there's a crisis. I have my own responsibilities to defend this school and I'll always protect it," Wataru promised, his Fangire tattoos showing - implying that Kurenai was also talking.

"Wouldn't think of it, otouto." Taiga clasped his best friend's hand, a promise between comrades and brothers. "C'mon, let's go."

"Mm!" Wataru agreed and the two brothers turned from the tree dominated woods toward the Academy they called home. What they didn't know was that someone had been observing them from a distance, hidden by a large cluster of trees. The figure fixed his glasses into position and rubbed a hand through his light brown hair.

"So those are the heirs of Kiva," The tall man muttered to himself. "Anti-Thesis may have need of that power."


CMR Rosa: Hey everybody I hope you like the new chapter, as you noticed I introduce a new character Mizuho Fujisawa, for those of you who don,t know her she a video game character, Mizuho is a Tokyo University student that only appears in the two Dreamcast games: Love Hina: Totsuzen no Engeji Happening and Love Hina: Smile Again. She was employed by Hina Urashima to tutor Keitaro, she promised that, should Keitaro fail his entrance exam, she would take responsibility and take him as her husband. I ask Kamen Rider Chrome if he can use her and he said to write up a scene with her and he see, but then Despicable-D thought she fit in this story so we decide to use her here, how she will effect this story, your going to have to read and find out.