Ryozanpaku Second Disciple


Disclaimer: No ownership! I don't know Muay Thai, Karate, Jujutsu, Chinese Kenpo, or kendo so I can't own Kenichi: History's Mightiest Disciple.


It has been a couple of days since Honoka bravely (if not stupidly) came to stay and practice martial arts at Ryozanpaku; not much had change around the dojo except for the fact that there was an extra cry added to one of the many sound that escape from the place.

Kenichi was currently "sparring" with Apachai, fairing quite well for once. This however didn't please the disciple.

"Apachai-san, is there something wrong?" Kenichi asked in-between strikes, "you're not sparring as hard as usual…"

"APA?" Apachai dumbly asked, "What make Kenichi think so…?"

WHAM!

"Uh…well," Kenichi sweat dropped as he removed his fist from Apachai's nose, "that was the sixteenth time I was able to hit you this week…"

Apachai stared off behind Kenichi and replied, "APA, Apachai guess Apachai is worry…"

"Ah," Kenichi nervously laughed as turn around to watch what Apachai was watching, "right, about Honoka…"


"Your head is too high!" Akisame yelled as he swung a stick at Honoka's head causing her to duck, "Lower your head more! And keep moving your legs between the pegs!"

"Y-Yes master!" Honoka screamed in agonizing pain, "But it's kind of hard to do that…"

"And why is THAT?"

"…Well, the pegs are higher when I crouch, so…"

"…uh…well…one minute break…"

"Yes sir…" Honoka quickly but gently set down the two large jug she was carrying for the training before falling flat on the ground, "my arms are numb…"

"Oh you'll get use to it," Akisame replied before turning to Apachai, "Apachai can you do me a favor and push these pegs a little deeper into the ground?"

"APA? No problem!" Apachai answered before in under a ten seconds he punched all the pegs underground, "All done…"

"Uh," Kenichi sweat dropped, "Master Akisame meant to make the pegs shorter not disappear…"

"APA? Did Apachai did something wrong?" Apachai asked dumbly as Akisame sweat dropped as well.

"So much for the 'peg obstacles'," Akisame muttered in disappointment before brightening, "right, let's end the day with another lap or two around the city then…"

"Ugh," Honoka grumble and turn to Kenichi, "was it always like this brother?"

"Uh," Kenichi sweat dropped, "kind of…"

"Well then," Akisame began to wander over to the entrance, "Honoka, saddle yourself up…"

"…Yes master," Honoka moaned as she got up and head over to the entrance.

"Honoka sure is obedient," Miu voiced as she and the other masters watch Honoka start running, dragging Akisame on a tire as he whipped her constantly to keep her speed up, "Was she always like that, Kenichi?"

"Well," Kenichi scratched the back of his head, "the one thing she and I have in common is sheer stubbornness. I bet she thinks anything I can do she can do too, so to her obeying everything is a way to express how serious she is about this…"

"At least she's not like Ken-chan when he started," Kensei chuckled.

"Yeah," Sasaki laughed, "Kenichi was crying like a baby after the first couple of days…"

"Ha, ha, very funny! Everyone get a good laugh at the first person brave enough to stay here with you monsters…" Kenichi huffed before being sent flying by Apachai's punch into a wall.

"Kenichi!" Miu screamed as she ran over to the wall where he lays unconscious.

"APA! Kenichi, why didn't you dodge?" Apachai asked comically.

"You just suddenly punch," Shigure muttered, "…him…"


Several teenage girls ran along the bank of the river, running hard to be ready for the meet coming up soon. One of the girls looked up to see Akisame on a tire being drag by Honoka and called, "Hello sir, I see you're training someone new this time…"

"Indeed I am," Akisame cheerfully return the greeting, "and I see you all are working hard as well…"

Another girl giggled. "Well, not as hard as that child apparently…"

"Anyway," the lead girl shouted back to Akisame as they group depart from view, "keep up the good work…!"

"She will," Akisame called back before turning back to Honoka and began to whip her again, "just because they were around, it doesn't mean you could slow down…!"

"S-Sorry sir! I'll try to run faster," Honoka cried as she sped up her pace.

"Ah, much better!"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!" A laugh from behind shattered the silence, "I see you getting slower and softer, Akisame…"

"That voice," Akisame growled inwardly, slightly turning his head to glance behind him to confirm his suspicion, "you dare say that to me, Boxing Ring God of Destruction James Shiba!"


Sure enough, it was indeed the Boxing Ring God of Destruction, smirking as he rode the back of his disciple, Takada.

"Huh?" James exclaimed in surprise, "either you have a new engine or Shirahama shrunk and change his gender…"

"Huh?" Honoka turn to see the two, "Hey, you're that friend of brother that I met that one time at that run-down building!"

"WHA?" Takada stammered as he realize who it was pulling Akisame, "You're Kenichi little sister! What are you doing?"

"I just became Ryozanpaku's second disciple!"

"Are you KIDDING? That's as worse as if you are training under Master James," Irritated, James flicked Takada's forehead hard, "Ouch! I was only kidding, Master…!"

"So you're even taking in little kids now, eh?" James smirked, "you must be really desperate for money now! Not surprising since your small and pitiful mustache couldn't help you get any cash…"

An anime vein popped on the Jujutsu Master's head as he grumpily countered, "Well at least I can get a second disciple! You were lucky to have found one just as stupid as you to call a disciple, you mustache-bragging imbecile…"

"That's not funny," James huffed as he yank Takada's ponytail, "Speed up my disciple; let's leave these losers in the dust where they belong…"

"That hurts!" Takada screamed in pain as he gains speed.

"Who are you calling 'losers', James," Akisame huffed as he began to whip Honoka harder, "Go, Honoka! Show that mustache-bragging man the power of a youngster!"

"Ouch!" Honoka cried, "the whipping was not necessary, master…!"


Both Disciple-and-Master continue to race against each other before Takada began to pull away.

"Ha, ha," James bragged, "you two are nothing but talk now…"

"Damn you," Akisame inwardly growled.

Honoka, meanwhile, was also piss. She didn't mind that this God of Destruction and Akisame was arguing; she didn't mind that she was being used to show who was the better; she can even care less about who had the better mustache. But she was definitely not going to be label as a "nothing but talk" kind of person.

Thinking quickly, Honoka addressed Akisame. "Master can I borrow that whip for a bit? I promise it's for the greater good!"

Akisame didn't know what Honoka would want the whip for, but his curiosity allow him to hand the whip to the still running disciple.

Not wasting a moment, Honoka sinisterly and cunningly whipped James' buttocks.

"YEOW!" James shouted as his reflex cause him to stand up…on top of Takada's back. With the suddenly extra "weight", Takada topple over causing James to fly face first into the dirt.

Honoka, using the opportunity, race ahead before exclaimed back, "I win this race!"

"You're the LOWEST, Akisame!" James shouted in anger and humiliation, face covered in dirt and still holding his buttocks in pain.

"I don't know what you are talking about, James!" Akisame called back, trying his best to suppress his laugh and grin.


Later that day, Honoka found herself trying to protect her dinner from Kensei and Sasaki. Try as she might though, the second she look down, she found that only 1/8 of her meal was left.

"My dinner," Honoka whimpered, "What have I ever done to you, masters…?"

"Hey," Sasaki murmured, "Since when did I ever accepted you as a disciple?"

"Don't think badly of me, Honoka-chan," Kensei smiled, "protecting your food is part of the training…"

"But there's a limit to how much you can take you know," Honoka mumbled as she began to eat what remains of her food.

"I'll have to agree with Honoka on that part," Akisame intervened, "are you trying to make our new disciple first few days here a disaster?"

The room got eerily silent as everyone eyed Akisame.

"What?" Akisame looked at everyone.

"APA?" Apachai exclaimed, "Akisame said something supportive for disciple!"

"Dude," Sasaki chuckled nervously, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Akisame calmly answered, "Besides I was always against this from the start, was I not?"

"Well," Kenichi mumbled, "that's true…"

The Elder laughed. "But you never voiced it openly before…"

"I have," Akisame countered, "you people just don't pay attention…"

As he said that, Akisame quickly swipe some of the food from Kenichi's bowl and place them in Honoka's.

"Anyway," he continued, "No more food swiping from this point on, agree?"

Everyone nodded as they went back to eating. That is until…

"Huh," Honoka bulge her eyes, "how did my bowl got refill?"

"What the?" Kenichi cried, "how did my bowl end up half empty?"


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