4/1/01
Disclaimer: the characters such as Kenji, Uriko, etc. belong to Hudson Soft, not me
Dedication: God, my parents, my 'brothers', Hudson for creating Bloody Roar I-III, and my readers, especially Xion, PokeDigi, LazzyQ, Alica, Deoku, VGuyver, Flyby, and Niteflite.
Bloody Roar I: A Promise Broken, An Uncertain Fate
She's gone.
She's really gone. My first and only best friend.
I can't believe it. I knew she'd get out of here someday, but… we promised to escape together… Yet I'm left behind.
Why? Why did you go, Riko? I thought we promised that we both would run away at the same time… so that we can still be together after escaping…
Did… did you break the promise…? I don't want to think you did it on purpose though… I'm sure you had a good reason… or at least, I hope so.
*****
I forgot something.
OK, I don't remember how long it's been since I was last awake, but now that I'm up again… I know that I forgot something…
I'm home again. I'm so happy about that. I hate Tylon. I hate what they did to me and the other people trapped there.
Three people helped me escape. My mom, my almost-sister Alice, and I think that I also saw a man wearing a blue top and green pants help Mom and Sister fend off the Tylon guards.
I'm so glad to leave that 'ellhole. But… I have a feeling that I should go back for something… Something that I forgot about…
What is it? What did I forget?
…Or is it a who?
*****
I'm alone now… all alone…
Half-closed eyelids allowed partial view to be in sight; puffy light brown pupils looked up to glance at the high window in the room, the only view to the outside world. Thick black iron bars etched themselves vertically from the bottom of the windowsill to the top, blocking access both ways, in and out. The small itchy eyes blinked and peered at the dark night sky, seeing the gray-black clouds bobbing around almost merrily, the opposite of how he was feeling.
Head of ebony-black hair, the young child unwrapped his arms from his shoulders and placed his soft-palmed hands onto the chilly ground, crawling foreword and going over to the window. He arose upon reaching it, and stood on his tiptoes to try and get a better view. Breathing in the cold oxygen from outside, he inhaled it willingly, glad that it wasn't stuffy, musky air like inside the quiet environment.
It hadn't always been quiet. A few hours ago, a raid had occurred, brought by a rebellious group of beings called zoanthropes. They had broken into the place, and attempted to rescue the people who were captives and prisoners, but had only succeeded in getting a small percent out. The boy wasn't one of the fortunate people who got to escape.
He sighed a bit quivery as his figure began to shiver at the strong gust of wind that blown in, looking past his thin attire and coming into contact with his bare skin. His hands went to grip the sides of the white pajama-like robe and bring them toward the middle, gritting his teeth as the breeze picked up even more. Stubbornly, he stayed standing by the window and kept his eyes on the little view that he had of the outside.
I miss you… came the forlorn thought as the pair of brown irises caught the sight of a particularly noticeable star in the sky, reveling in the sparkle that was in it, appearing to twinkle at him. Riko… why did you have to go…?
On the opposite side of the city, another child was watching the same star, allowing small wistful tears to trickle down her tender cheek. Kenji… I'm sorry… Mom says that it's not a good idea to go back right now… I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to leave you behind…
The bright star in both of their views, the two of them wondered in unison, Will we ever see each other again?
*****
Five years later…
Running, tailing, chasing.
As the target ran out of sight, she sighed but continued darting down the trail; ending up in an alleyway, she stopped to catch her breath.
This is a dead end… Where is he? A look of slight bewilderment flickered over the girl's expression as her chocolate brown eyes quickly scanned the area.
The sudden voice cut through the silent night air, startling her; "As summer bugs fly into fire."
She whirled around immediately to confront the newcomer. Is that him??
Crouched down in a dark corner of the alley, she shivered slightly as two cold eyes caught her gaze and held onto it. Cautiously, she bravely took a few steps foreword, leisurely approaching the figure. At her new position, she could make out his dimmed features of cool brown irises and the bangs of his dark black hair tinted with blue bobbing over his forehead. His attire of a skin-tight yellow ninja gi traced the muscles on his chest and legs, while his biceps were bared by the absence of sleeves. Black tabi encased his feet and a long blood red scarf encircled his neck, one end of it flapping swiftly in the wind.
Noting his attractive features, Uriko Nonomura couldn't help saying, "Oh, how corny! You're too young and handsome to talk like that!"
A sense of familiarity irked at the ninja upon sighting her slender form. Something nagged him inwardly as if telling him that he should know her; baffled, he irritably brushed away the feeling.
"Don't waste your breath." Kenji Ohgami murmured in a low tone of voice as he arose and wordlessly challenged her to battle.
The End
Author's Note: The ending was a bit abrupt, huh? I just couldn't help but write a Bloody Roar I fic, since that's the only one I hadn't tried yet, teehee. =) I know that the first-person perspectives might have sounded rather mature for a couple of nine-year-olds, but hey, this is Kenji and Uriko we're talking about here. I think if I went through all the shit that they did, and have to grow up so quickly, I'd probably start speaking like a college professor or something. This story does occur in my twisted plot line, and is kind of the prologue to my series, since Uriko and Kenji are only nine and in the BR1 timeline. How did I do? Please leave a review/feedback if you have the time and keep an eye out for MSTings and more Bloody Roar II Bloopers!
With love for my fans,
Tiger5913