Samurai Girl Real Bout High School
The Unofficial Novelization Adaptation Fanfiction
Written by the Constant DVD Collector
Based on the six-volume manga by Reiji Saiga
Author's Notes: This is based primarily on the manga by Reiji Saiga, and while I will try to stay true to the original story, I might digress here and there.
Chapter One
The Samurai Girl of Daimon High!
This whole gory story, as a man by the name of Quentin Tarantino would have called it, started off not with a hole in the ground with a hobbit in it once upon a time or a gunslinger following a man in black clothing across a desert but instead it started off in the streets of Ikebukuro, Japan, in an area that was known for hosting street-fights. A brunette schoolgirl with big round-lensed glasses who went by the name of Hitomi Yuuki was walking through the area, ignoring a couple of the local gang-members who were making some crude perverted comments towards her. Hitomi crouched down to tie her shoe-lace and just then, a member of the same street gang as the two perverts flew overhead comically, screaming his head off, before crashing face-first on the sidewalk pavement.
"Oh, my faaaaaaace…" He moaned, drooling blood and spitting some teeth out.
The other members of the man's gang immediately ran over, pulling out various types of street-fighting-type weaponry and talking in shocked and amazed tones.
"What the hell just happened!?"
"That chick over there! She took out Komatsu!"
"Wait, that little girl in the glasses?"
"No, you baka! That girl over there!"
"Whoa man…she tall-OW!"
A black-haired girl who was about a head taller than Hitomi and wearing the same school uniform as her leapt by the last speaking gang-member and struck him in the face with a hard wooden katana-style sword designed for Kendo dueling. Hitomi gulped and spoke up.
"Uh, Ryoko? I think everyone would appreciate it if you didn't kill anyone!" She yelped as her raven-haired friend faced off against the gang-members and flashed a spunky smile at them before running off. The Gang-Members immediately chased after her down an alley.
"Let's get that bitch!" They chorused as one while Hitomi followed from a considerably safer distance.
The Gang-members ran down into the alley and turned a corner to find that it was a dead end with a fifteen-foot dividing wall blocking the way. They blinked in confusion.
"Damn! Where'd that tall tomboy go!?"
"She led us here!"
"Well, she ain't backing out now!"
Ryoko Mitsurugi, Hitomi's friend, jumped down from a fire escape and whapped one of the gang-members on the head hard with her sword.
"Duh! Of course not!" Ryoko chirped happily as she took a fighting position like a Samurai on an anime series then proceeded to charge through the group of punks, taking them out one by one with frighteningly fast skill and ability. Each time Ryoko landed a blow that took out one of the thugs, she counted off a number until she took out six of the thugs. As that all happened, Hitomi watched in awe at her BFF opening a major can of whoop-ass on the street thugs. As Ryoko took out a couple more of the thugs, Hitomi felt a rough hand grab her and pull her close.
"Hey! What the heck are you doing?!" She shouted at the last remaining street thug.
"What does it look like I'm doing?! I'm taking you hostage!" The street thug stated then saw that the rest of his fellow thugs were all laying on the alley pavement, moaning and groaning in extreme pain. Ryoko grinned and rested her wooden sword on her shoulder, ready to take on the last remaining thug.
"Looks like there's an odd amount of morons here." She said smugly.
The remaining street thug stammered in shock.
"You-You-You did all that?! Do you understand that you have raised a hand to the Mighty Vipers?! Just for that your friend will suffer something horrible!" He shouted, sounding utterly disbelieving of what had just happened.
Ryoko pointed her wooden sword at the thug.
"Listen, you pathetic hostage-taking jerk, you and your perverted friends were the ones who pushed this fight on me!" She snapped.
The last remaining thug blinked at that.
"Whaaaaaaat? The hell we were! We were just hittin' on you-"
"You said I would look great in a latex miniskirt dress with a collar around my neck!"
"Well, we were complimenting your appearance. I mean, you have a nice body, despite being freakishly tall…But that's still no reason to go werewolf on us and beat up the Mighty Vipers!"
Ryoko gave the thug a look that just screamed he was pathetic.
"I think that's a perfect reason to beat up a bunch of sexist pigs." She commented more to herself than to the thug, who almost immediately produced a traditional switchblade and pressed the flat of the blade against Hitomi's left cheek right near her eye in order to show he meant business.
"Well, why don't you put the stick down, brat! You want your girlfriend here to have her face left in one piece before prom, don't ya?" He shouted angrily.
To his shock, Ryoko just twirled her sword like it was a baton.
"Aw, but I can't stop now. I need the practice since the Kendo club at school took the day off." She spoke as she brought herself into a fighting position.
The thug looked appalled now.
"I-I-I am a member of the Vipers! We will not allow such transgressions against us-"
"YOU WANT A FIGHT! I'LL GIVE YOU A FIGHT!"
A hand suddenly was placed on the Thug's head. He looked over his shoulder rapidly to see a terrifying looking monster with a fanged mouth lunging at him, prompting the thug to shriek hilariously in a not-too-masculine manner. The monster threw a fist right at the man and missed him by a mile. The momentum of the punch carried the 'monster', who was actually a young man around Ryoko's age, past the man and caused him to wipe out on the ground and bang his head on a garbage can. The thug coughed and spoke, trying to play down his non-masculine scream coming forth from his mouth.
"So, uh, did you hear those girls screaming a few seconds ago?" He said comically, scratching the back of his head and looking at Hitomi, who he had accidentally let go of, "I mean, what is with that idiot over there? And where did that tomboy go?"
Ryoko popped up from behind the thug and brought the wooden sword down squarely on his head with an audible thud, causing the man to drop to his knees with the following noise coming forth from his mouth:
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…" He moaned as he lost consciousness and collapsed.
Ryoko sighed.
"Well, he's an idiot, and so are you. How lame of you to turn your back on an enemy during a battle-" She was promptly interrupted as Hitomi tackled her in a hug.
"Waaaaaaah! Ryoko! I was so scared!" The bespectacled girl wailed.
Ryoko comforted Hitomi and spoke calmly.
"Do you know who these guys are? What do you think they wanted to do?" Ryoko asked intently.
"Don't know, don't care." Hitomi sniffled as she calmed herself down.
Suddenly, the strange mono-browed teenaged boy grabbed Ryoko in a bear hug around her abdomen, moaning worse than a pack of Zombies from a film by George A. Romero.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh…uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The monobrowed teenager moaned.
Ryoko yelped as this happened and spoke to the teenaged boy.
"What is the matter with you?!" She demanded.
"I…I…I'm hungry. Soooooooooooooo very hungry…" The boy whined pathetically, his grip on Ryoko tightening and causing her to fall off balance.
"WAUUUUUUGH! Going down!" Ryoko wailed as she fell on the alley pavement as the boy moaned more.
"I need food. Must eat food. Will die if don't eat food! Why me talk like caveman! Or Grimlock from Transformers? Though they same thing, intellectually." The boy moaned and started musing.
Hitomi helped both Ryoko and the strange fanged boy up from the pavement.
"You two feel like grabbing a burger and some fries?" She asked politely.
Ryoko shrugged.
"Guess we have to take him out for a meal. He's made it very freakin' clear he's hungry, after all!" Ryoko groaned and glared at the strange boy, who still had her in a bear-hug around the waist, "And hopefully he will let me go if he gets fed!"
Unfortunately, Ryoko couldn't be freed of the grip of the strange teen boy, who had a grip like steel, and she had to drag him for a while to the nearest fast-food burger restaurant with Hitomi following her with a slightly bewildered expression on her face.
At the fast-food restaurant, the boy had managed to let go of Ryoko and was now scarfing down a triple cheeseburger, a mountain of fries, onion rings, mozzarella sticks, a large chocolate shake and a root beer while a stunned Ryoko and Hitomi watched in amazement. Hitomi sighed.
"Well, there's my monthly allowance gone…" She grumbled.
The boy spoke now in a non-moaning manner.
"Hey, it was for a good cause. You saved my life!"
Hitomi shrugged at that with a smile.
"A fair point! We can't let a man starve to death, right, Ryoko? Ryoko?" Hitomi asked her friend, who shrugged with an indifferent look on her face. That prompted the boy and Hitomi to sweatdrop in comical fear. Ryoko then smiled and stood up.
"Just kidding, but since there don't seem to be any other complaints…we're in a hurry."
The boy spoke calmly and leaned back in his chair while putting his feet up on the table cheerfully.
"Hey, where you goin'? Eating a good meal's always better with friends!" He protested, equally cheerfully, "And besides, with a skilled sword master like you, the conversation should be really interesting!"
Ryoko blushed inwardly and tried to keep herself stoic, but came off a little as uptight.
"Not that your compliments make me a happy…"
The boy looked at Ryoko quizzically now.
"What's up with the uptight persona?" He asked in interest, "You get dumped by a girl or something?"
Ryoko blinked in shock at that comment and responded in kind…by unceremoniously grabbing the boy, throwing his head into the table so hard that it cracked the table in half, and dumping the chocolate shake onto his neck. Personally, she was pretty liberal with her sexual identity, but she preferred to be treated properly. Ryoko smiled cheerfully as she walked away from the scene of the beating she had just put the boy through with Hitomi following shakily.
"Let's go, Hitomi." She said cheerfully.
"Uh, yeah, that seems like a good idea." Hitomi said fearfully, as she walked quickly after her friend.
Just as they exited the burger joint, a voice cried out at the two of them.
"You hold it right there, girl!" Shouted a grown man's voice.
The owner of the voice, a grown man who for some deranged reason was dressed in what appeared to be an exact replica of a Hydra military uniform of the Red Skull from Marvel Comics, approached her coldly glaring at her. Behind him stood the Viper Gang members that Ryoko had beaten up earlier, now all dressed as Hydra Commandos. The man spoke coldly.
"We are the notorious Vipers! A gang as tough as steel and bound by honor! And your tyrannical behavior in the alley just a moment ago will not be forgiven!" He snarled at the two girls, "Gentlemen! The sentence!"
The Brown-Shirted Vipers shouted angrily.
"Death!"
"Imprisonment in a Cage!"
"Ten Cane Lashes!"
The Viper leader spoke coldly again, but this time with a cruel smile on her face.
"Ha-ha! I see your opinions are divided! You will become…my personal maid!" He shouted proudly.
Ryoko cracked the leader of the Vipers across the head with her wooden sword with such force that he toppled over.
"THE HELL I WILL!" Ryoko screamed in rage.
Ryoko and Hitomi quickly bolted to escape the Vipers and get out of their territory. Ryoko called over her shoulder at them as she did so.
"You whack-jobs belong in a loony bin! We're out of here, Hitomi!" She shouted.
The Viper footsoldiers looked bewildered and confused at their leader and the two escaping girls.
"But…our maid…" One of them spoke.
"We need a maid!" Another one spoke.
The leader of the Vipers jumped up confidently.
"On second thought, forget about making her a maid…she'll be my slave instead!" He cackled evilly as his men picked him up on their shoulders like a god and carried him after the two girls in chase.
As that happened, Ryoko and Hitomi started to have a cheerful discussion.
"Hey, Ryoko! This week, my luck's supposed to be awesome and I'm gonna meet a great guy!" Hitomi stated excitedly.
"And which magazine did you read that in?" Ryoko asked with a smug smile.
"Wait, you think it's really going to happen?" Asked Hitomi.
"Eh, Probably not." Ryoko stated.
Back at the restaurant, the boy staggered up from Ryoko's attack, little birdies flying around his head that flew away as he came back to full consciousness. He looked around in confusion.
"Where'd those girls go?" He asked no one in particular.
He noticed two important items on the ground and picked them up.
Hitomi and Ryoko had managed to make it out of the Viper territory. They were currently hiding underneath a bridge near a reservoir, panting from exhaustion as a result of heavy running from the Vipers, who had seemingly given up the pursuit.
"Looks like we lost them." Ryoko sighed while Hitomi wheezed and coughed.
"Thank God…I can't…go any…further." Hitomi breathed in relief.
Ryoko put a hand on her friend's shoulder to comfort her.
"Hey, we made it. Though, I've been hearing a lot lately about the Vipers, these days. They cause a lot of street fights in their territory and cause some trouble. Personally, I wonder if their name is supposed to be a code-word for a pervert?" She mused.
Suddenly, a figure jumped down and landed behind them with a mocking laugh and in a fighter's crouch, prompting Ryoko and Hitomi to whirl around in shock. The figure turned out to be the grown man in the Hydra Uniform costume and spoke as he rose dramatically.
"In regards to your question, my dear, the Street Vipers are men who have been given a sacred martial arts rite as a result of training their bodies and skills beyond belief!" He said with a cruel laugh, throwing a pair of handcuffs at the girls like a bola.
The handcuffs clicked onto Ryoko and Hitomi's wrists comically, bringing them closer together, while the Street Viper leader drew out a nunchuku and began to wield it dangerously.
"And I am a Blessed Man as a result of said martial arts rite!" He cackled and began to rain blows at Ryoko, who expertly blocked them with her free hand, which was also her sword hand.
However, Ryoko was still low on stamina and was tired from running and the earlier fighting with the Vipers' members. The man cackled again and continued to speak some more.
"Having said all this, you can become my slave and just put your mind at ease!" He laughed, "Why do you resist, when you know it is useless?"
Ryoko spat on his face and replied in kind.
"You are just a freakazoid leading a bunch of losers! Not even your skills can even measure up to mine!" Ryoko taunted, "You are not getting any further!"
She instinctively attempted to attack with both hands, and as a result, Ryoko caused Hitomi to crash into her because they were still handcuffed to each other. The leader of the Street Vipers cackled again.
"That's it! Feel my martial artistry's masterful power!" He laughed.
Ryoko gulped.
"Uh, this isn't looking so good." She groaned.
Before she could manage to get to her feet, the Vipers' leader violently attacked them with his nunchuku like a whip, raining blows onto both her and Hitomi. Ryoko tried to block them again, but the man kicked her sword out of her hand.
"Dammit! This is definitely not looking good!" Ryoko groaned.
Hitomi hugged Ryoko tightly.
"No! Don't you touch Ryoko!" She shrieked, "Somebody help!"
The Vipers' leader laughed again triumphantly.
"My, what an intimate friendship! It has been decided! You will both be my slaves! Double the pleasure, double the fun!" He cackled, "Now, escort the girls back to the mansion and break out the liquor!"
A familiar figure appeared suddenly by the man.
"I'll have the beer, but you can't have the girls!" Grinned the teenaged boy who Ryoko and Hitomi had helped out earlier.
The Vipers' Leader yelped as the boy decked him with an uppercut to the face with a lightning fast punch that caused him to fly directly up into the air and land into a garbage can. As Ryoko and Hitomi staggered up, the boy grinned at them cheerfully and handed them their backpacks back.
"Here, you left these back at the burger joint. Also, when I hit that freak, I also picked his pocket in order to the necessary money to pay you back for the lunch." He explained as Ryoko and Hitomi took their backpacks back along with the money.
He also tossed them the key to the handcuffs.
"Also, you might need this." The boy explained with a fanged grin.
Ryoko and Hitomi quickly got the cuffs off and Ryoko looked at the boy.
"Wait a moment! Who are you?" Ryoko asked, impressed by his skills.
"I'm Shizuma Kusanagi." Grinned the boy as the rest of the Street Vipers showed up, utter shock decorating their faces as they saw their leader laying dazed and confused in the garbage.
Shizuma gestured with a nod at the Street Vipers, who were coming out of their shock and were drawing their weapons.
"Mind if beat up these guys?" He asked while cracking his neck and finger bones, "I need to take their wallets so I can get my bike out of the impound."
Ryoko grinned back.
"Do as you please!" She said happily as she picked up her wooden sword and dusted it off.
A few days later…
It was just another festival day at Daimon High School, the local public school that Ryoko and Hitomi attended. Both of them had recovered from their encounter with the Vipers. Ryoko had just wrapped up a dazzling performance at the Theater Club's latest spectacular show by playing a female bodyguard samurai. She was still in full samurai costume and was walking out of the theater to be swarmed by her legions of adoring fans applauding her amazing performance. They were so impressed that they gave her boxes of food that they had made out of respect for her and soon, Ryoko found her arms full of box lunches. She sighed a little.
"Whoo-boy, I don't think I can eat all this. A girl's gotta watch her figure, after all." Ryoko sighed.
Hitomi walked over cheerfully smiling and polishing her glasses.
"Hey, girlfriend! You're really kncking them dead at the theater club! You really should just join up with them, since you are exceptional at acting and swordfighting!" Hitomi chirped as she put her glasses back on her face.
Ryoko scoffed at that.
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm just a hired ronin for today, and that's the way it stays." She explained.
They walked and talked through the festival grounds.
"What about your injuries? Did they get in the way of your performance?" Hitomi asked.
"Well, they weren't that bad to begin with, so a week was all the time I needed to fully recover. Though, in regards to my pride, I still feel a little like a rookie being helped by that weird mono-browed boy." Ryoko explained then groaned as she saw a familiar short kid approaching them who went by the name of Daisaku Kamiya, "Oh crap, here comes Daisaku."
"Your secret admirer?" Hitomi commented with an amused grin.
"More like professional stalker." Ryoko sighed.
Daisaku grinned at Ryoko as he noticed her.
"Hey, Ryoko? Have you heard of a guy named Shizuma Kusanagi?" He asked as he ran over with a cheerful grin on his face. Ryoko blinked in surprise.
"Yeah, I've heard that name before." She commented musingly.
"You know, the big intra-campus martial arts competition is about to start. The Principal got us some good seats in the front row. You interested?" Daisaku asked a little excitedly.
Ryoko and Hitomi exchanged look and followed Daisaku over to the large arena that was being set up for the competition. Ryoko spoke to Daisaku as that happened.
"Wait, how do you know Shizuma Kusanagi?" She asked.
Daisaku grinned at Ryoko.
"Well, If I tell you now, you won't be surprised come Christmas!" He chirped.
Ryoko and Hitomi glared at him, but he refused to bow to the pressure from his peers and not reveal how he knew the fighter from a week ago.
Meanwhile, approaching the arena being set up was a familiar raven-haired figure with a bushy monobrow. The young man was given a wide berth as he looked quite intimidating to the regular students, the ones who weren't really good fighters. However, there were still plenty of students entering the tournament. Shizuma grinned savagely and cracked his knuckles in anticipation, ready to go to war.
"It's party-time! P-A-R-T-Why? Because I gotta!" He said, not able to resist quoting renowned comedian Jim Carrey, then approached the arena with his jacket flowing around him more like a cape than a coat.
TO BE CONTINUED!