A/N: I haven't really went into the fighting games fanfiction for so long and KoF is one of them… This is just for the shits and giggles. Maybe some inspiration of some stories. Nothing serious about it. This would be my first KoF story, just for the heck of it. Better late than never. Without further ado, let's go.
Disclaimer: I don't own King of Fighters. They belong to SNK Playmore
Quarantine Situations: Yagami's Bad Day
"Ugh fuck… This is bullshit." Grunted a certain red haired emo looking man, clenching his fists as he couldn't go outside without causing errie troubles just to find a certain rival of his. Meet Iori Yagami, heir of the Yasakani Magatama and Yagami Clan as he vowed to skin the living dogcrap of his eternal rival, Kyo Kusanagi. Because of this… He couldn't get out that much and snarled, "I can't fucking smoke, drink or any shit that I can do. What's even fucking worse is that I can't face Kyo without this stupid shit that I need to wear a mask or I'll face the goddamn consequnces by the law."
Sighing, he gets his phone, listening to some Jazz music to soothen his nerves and wearing his earphones. He hated the dreadful day that he went berserk with the Riot of the Blood in two occasions: The 97' and XI tournament. As much as he wanted to kill Kyo with his bare hands, he even went as a far as brutally injuring Kyo's number one fan, Shingo Yabuki despite that he doesn't like violence. Trembling in annoyance, he can see two women that he once killed were now in front of him.
'It's fucking quarantine and the bitches are trying to poke on my nerves with just their presence.' Irritated, he gave them a scowl.
"What the fuck do you two want?"
"Don't be like that, Yagami~" Said the soothing blonde haired lady by the name of Mature as God knows what's her real name would be, who knows. Same thing with her partner-in-crime with maroonish short hair by the name of Vice. The woman added, "At least that you are doing something productive besides chasing that Kusanagi boy~"
'This shit again... Why the fuck are they even here?' Rolling his eyes, Iori didn't want to entertain these two Orochi women.
"I don't want to deal with your shit. Go away."
"Awwww… Little Yaggy Yag can't deal with women like us to take care of~?" Teased Vice with a grin, wanting to set this man off his knocker.
"Call me like that and I swear to God I'll rip your tongue out and shove it up your ass."
"You can do it with beautiful women like us, yet you can't do it with the Kusanagi boy~" For some reason, they are sarcastic, sadistic and cruel… But they really love messing with him.
"Fuck you bitch." Iori growled as he was getting his guitar to have a jam session without annoying bitches to deal with. But he had to deal with it. He hummed along with the song.
'Ignore the bitches and listen to the music… Yeah. That'll do the trick.' He reminded himself with his own thoughts.
Mature and Vice were his teammates before getting torned to shreds during the 96 tournament. For some reason, they are always with him no matter what he does. Is it because of the Orochi? His Riot of the Blood? His Yasakani curse? They are so many mysteries to know. For some reason… He can hear the phone ringing on his earbuds, aggravating him even more when disturbed.
'Fucking… Who the hell calls me?' He was trying to control himself while hearing the two women, trying not to laugh at the expense of Iori's fury. He decided to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Is this Yagami-san?" Asked the male voice, whom the red haired man didn't wanna speak before deciding to humor himself.
"Yeah. If you are still that stupid ass fanboy, then no… Kyo isn't here as much as I want to tear him a new asshole."
"Awww~ But I have a question to ask you for so long." It was the voice of Shingo Yabuki, as a changed man can feel the chills of Iori's voice but not like he's shaking, "Why do you keep on hunting Kusanagi-san?"
"Huh? What the fuck do you even want to know?"
"I think that… You are like his ex lover or something." He commented about his antics for so long, even if he wasn't in those early tournaments.
He wanted to crush his phone to bits as he heard Shingo saying things like that. This was not his day and the quarantine doesn't help one bit for Iori. He replied coldly, "If you want to die for real, keep it up."
"I understand Yaggy-kun~" Mature playfully and at the same time, mockingly calling his name like that just to see his reaction explode, "I mean, you have that kind of vibe when you dress up."
"I knew Yagami is a faggot in a closet from the start! His obssession with Kusanagi was the start of that." Vice pointed at the purple flames user and laugh, only for the guy to yell at the two women.
"You're two are next after that pussy fanboy, cock sucking, dick fucking two dollar sluts! Romance is cheesy shit and I can't even stand Kyo's existance that he needs to disappear from this planet!" He frowned when he knew Shingo was listening, "If you tell Kyo about this… You'll be on my shitlist and one of my many lists to die."
"Your secret is safe with me~ Kusanagi-san won't know a thing."
"You better be." He rolled his eyes, "Anything else before you sign your death wish?" The hostility was obvious, thanks to the tone of his voice.
"Yeah~ Why people don't like you at all?"
"I don't give a shit and fuck off." He hangs up Shingo's call, leaving the Kyo pupil confused. Iori snarled at the two girls, knowing that they are giggling behind his back.
"The fuck are you laughing at?"
"N-nothing…" Despite Mature's efforts at not laughing at his misery, Vice was hollering and didn't give a single fuck if she's gonna feel his wrath and such.
'This is why I hate this kind of protocol… Did those military assholes set the rules up?' He already accused in his thoughts that the Ikari Warriors have set the rules up when in the actuality, it wasn't.
Such a quarantine day for Iori Yagami, he couldn't catch a break at all when he have two women who wants to have his company and Shingo, wanting to know the mystery of why Iori's being distant to anyone (despite some answers to him aren't helping.)
A/N: Done… I don't know what's got into me, writing such a shitfest cancer excuse of a story. Then again, I just want to relax and do some shit that I should have done years ago. See you all…