The Fox Meets the Wolf and All Hell Breaks Loose
by KOFLeona
2nd chapter! First off, I wanna clear up some things from the first chapter. One thing being Yukari's hair. It's supposed to be a very dark brown, almost blackish looking. Also, in my fic, I might change some stuff around in the SD world. For instance, high school goes for 4 years, ok? So, all 3rd years from SD are still here.
Another thing is that the Rukawa Brigade has grown...(counts fingers)thrice as large, so their headbands are just gonna read 'Rukawa'.
Another MAJOR note. Basketball is not my best sport, so I'm not completely familiar with it. Please, don't stop reading because my narrative on games is gonna be crappy.
This chapter is gonna be kinda long since we'll be covering numerous events, one being when Kei meets the Shohoku basketball team and finds out something shocking/enraging. The next is Nobunaga and Yukari's dinner date, which starts off kinda late, literally.
Also, for those who like this sorta thing, Kei is gonna give the Rukawa Brigade a earful, a rather colorful earful, that is. *grins evilly*
Ok, let's get this show started. *Grabs large bottle of bubble tea and Jujy-fruits before seating self at computer* It's energy food! ^o^
Chapter 2 Mishaps On and Off Court
"Napoleon...Invaded Russia...defeated...1812 Overture..." the history teacher's lesson was very mundane to say the least, at least Kei thought so. She had nothing against learning, but even she had her limits of boredom and monotone lectures, and dufag over there was sleeping his fool head off, Kei thought, glancing over at Rukawa, who happened to be in her class.
"Ok, then, be sure to hand in your report on one battle of the Napoleonic wars by Monday, dismissed." Suzasu-sensei informed, waving them off. With a groan of relief, Kei picked up herself and out of the class. Second day and dropping smart alleck comments at the preps was already losing it's charm. Oh well, no problem, the gym was free today! Hallelujah!
Just in the middle of her basketball daydream, she felt someone bump into her, and walk past without even a hint of apology. Black Death, Kei thought. "Watch it, dufus," she muttered, not even noticing it was Rukawa. He stopped and looked back at her. "Hn," he said, not exactly a reply, but his glaring blue eyes did all the talk. "Same to you," she snapped under her breath.
Damn, did that guy irritate her! he would bump into anyone and give them the stink eye and act like nothing happened. A mix of stuck-up and cold, definitely. Actually she could think of lots of names for him, but she wouldn't waste her time. Somehow, that was exactly what she did.
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*Flashback*(don't you love these?)
"Oki ni iri no kyoku kiki nagara araitate no shatsu ude wo toosu..." Kei sang to herself, blading along the sidewalk, as to not get hit by unruly drivers on the street. She wouldn't run into anyone, she wasn't that lame. The same couldn't be said with some people- CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kei rubbed her head, sure that she had a concussion or something. "What the hell???" Kei thought, slightly dizzy from being smacked to the ground for whatever reason. Sitting up and looking over, she saw what she had feared, a person. Deciding it must have been an accident, she turned to the person. "Hey, you ok- YOU!!" she growled, seeing the cold stare of the Shohoku ace himself, Rukawa Kaede.
Not bothering to at least mutter "Sorry", he picked himself up, picked up his bike and began to ride away. Kei made a move to stop him and gnaw his head off, but she decided against it. If he wasn't going to apologize, it'd be stupid to run after him and force him to. "Jackass," she me muttered before continuing on her way also.
"How in the world did someone like that get a fan club? Is everyone here retarded or something? Maybe I'll never get this place, especially that Rukawa guy. What right does he have, ramming into other people, glaring with those steel-blue eyes. Hold up, did I just add a poetic adjective to his eyes!? I must have hit on the head when I fell, yeah that's it. That's all that happened..."
*End Flashback* (you can put in the swirly effects if you want O.o)
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"Kei? Kei!" Yukari called out, waving her hand in front of her friend's glazed-over eyes. "Huh? What happened? Did I miss something?" Kei stuttered out, a bit unfocused. Yukari looked confused. "I was saying that Onii-chan is taking me out for dinner tonight." Yukari said. Kei looked puzzled.
"Nobunaga? You? Dinner?" Kei repeated. Yukari nodded.
"He asked you?" she asked. Yukari nodded again. "He planned it all out?" "Yes." "One word Yukari, damn!" Kei exclaimed, amazed. "Isn't it great though? I never thought Onii-chan would do something like this. It really is so thoughtful of him!" Yukari beamed, proud of her Onii-chan. "I'm so impressed with how he's growing up!" she added, like she was his mother. "Yeah, just as impressive as the cake he made last year," Kei mentioned, remembering the -ahem- cake Nobunaga had painstakingly slaved over.
"Well, you must be really happy, Yukari! Have a great time!" Kei said, giving her a thumbs up and wink. "I will, Kei-chan. But I should be going now, wouldn't want to waste your training time!" she exclaimed, waving goodbye as she walked away. "See ya!" she waved goodbye back. Once she saw Yukari walk out the door, she turned around to head for the gym.
*TOUCHIE!!!!!!!!!*
Kei's eyes widened as she felt herself bump into someone's chest, a guy's.(I wonder who this could be?) Her face reddened slightly.
"Watch where you're going," a voice above her said. "Wait, do I know that voice??" Kei thought, looking up. Rukawa. She was bumping into him everywhere, wasn't she!? "You're the one who needs to watch it," she muttered, -pushing- past him. Rukawa only looked at her receding form with the same cold face, void of any emotion.
"If I bump into that Rukawa again, there'll be hell to pay! Why does he seem to be popping up everywhere.?? He's like some giant, pulsing zit!!! Oh, PLEASE don't let him be in the gym!!" she prayed in her mind. Then, the smallest of smirks played on her lips. "But, if he is there, then I can go one on one with him! But, geez, this is probably the only time I DON'T want to play someone good." she thought angrily. "How could such small encounters ruin my day!?"
Kei walked out onto the shined, wooden floor of the large gymnasium, spotting the single Shohoku banner of recognition. Last year was said to be Shohoku's best, sports-wise. Maybe, she could help it get another successful year? Stretching out her neck and shaking out her legs, she walked father in.
The place was big, perfect for practicing. She saw a lone basketball on the middle on the gym floor, picking it up, she felt the familiar rubber surface, the bumps' texture detailed under her fingers.
Closing her eyes, she began to dribble, staying in that single place, switching up the pattern of her rhythm. Focus, she told herself. She couldn't see the ball, but she could control it in such a way that it would always come back to her. Dribbling faster, she began to take steps back, opening her eyes, but keeping them set forward. Keep your eyes on the opponent, not on the ball.
Halfway between the hoop and the 3-point line, she spun around, ball in hand, jumping, she made a neat shot right into the hoop. Running to catch the ball, she ran back a ways, still dribbling, and made another shot, repeating. She kept to a semi-circle, halfway between the hoop and 3-point line.
That was where she dominated in her shots. Not too close to get in a scramble, or not too far to miss. Her father always thought it nonsense how she like to keep to that area, saying that the dunks up close were where it counted. She had argued that both were almost the same, 2 point shots each. It didn't matter is she shot there or made a dunk. He scoffed at her, like always, even though she completed every shot she started.
After about 50 shots, she made a clean lay-up, the ball falling through the net of the hoop effortlessly. Only the sway of the net showed a shot had been made. "Beat that, Dad," she thought in her mind.
Taking the ball again, she began to run backwards, away from the hoop, dribbling the ball in tiny beats, close to the ground, the noise like a subdued machine gun. She never slipped up this sort of thing. She had perfected it. Just pass the 3-point line, she grabbed the ball, jumped up high and shot the ball, clean through the air. It sailed in a wide arc for what seemed like seconds, when it was only about one. It landed perfectly, right through the hoop.
A brisk, sudden clapping made Kei spin around. A girl with dark brown, curly hair, dressed in a t-shirt, cap, and shorts was applauding her. "Very good. You're skilled," she commented, walking up to her. "Uh, thanks!" Kei exclaimed, not too sure who this person was.
She held out her hand. "I'm Ayako, manager of Shohoku's basketball team," she introduced. "Kei Miyazaki, I'm new here. Moved from Kyoto," she said. Ayako nodded. "I'm guessing you might be interested in the co-manager job?" she asked. Kei was puzzled. "Um, no. I was thinking of trying out for the girls' basketball team," she explained.
"Oh..." Ayako seemed unsure, trying to hide something. "There will be no girl's team this year. Not enough sign-ups, y'know."
Kei's eyes widened. "What?" she gasped. She couldn't believe it, all this work for nothing...For some reason. she felt her throat grow dry, and along with her crashing dreams, she could feel the tears swelling up in her eyes.
Ayako looked at the younger girl in front of her(not too sure, but I think Ayako would be in year 2 by now). "Hey, don't worry about it, Kei. There's always next year..." she assured. Kei looked ashamed. "Don't tell anyone Ayako-san, about this crying stuff. It was just...unexpected." she say, sniffling and blinking away the tears that never came. Suddenly, she saw Ayako grin.
"Heyyyy, I know! I can't believe I didn't remember earlier! There's a way you can play, Kei!" she exclaimed. "Huh?? Really!? Woohoo!" she jumped up. "Wait a sec, how is that possible?????" she asked, curious. Ayako held up one finger, as if to explain something. "Just come to the guy's trials! As compensation for the cutting of the girls' team, Anzai-sensei, our coach, pardoned for a co-ed team. We just got the consent from the Phys-ed department the other day!" she exclaimed.
"Y-You're serious???" Kei asked, amazed. "I can play if I pass the guy's trials?!" she asked. Ayako nodded with a grin. "Yes!!!" Kei yelled out, throwing her fist up before giving Ayako a high-five. "I'm not too sure if there will be any other girls, so you might have to handle being the only female player on the team," Ayako explained. "No prob! I can handle that," Kei assured. "Great! Trials are tomorrow after school, Kei. Got that?" Ayako asked. Kei nodded. "I won't be late!"
Ayako watched Kei practice for half an hour more. She was amazed at Kei's skill and talent. She was as good as, if not better then, many guy players she had seen the past few years, high school-level, of course. She had little doubt that Kei would make the team, but how the team would react was another question.
Kei was working on her lay-ups and 2-pointer shots. If only someone were here to help her practice, someone to go one on one and work on defense with. She could practice with Nobunaga on weekends, but if she was to join Shohoku's team, she'd have to work even harder.
"You might want to call it a day, Kei-chan. Don't want to overwork yourself before trials, ne?" Ayako suggested after a while. "Maybe. I just really love my basketball," Kei explained. Ayako grinned. "I can see that, but rest is what you need. Take my advice, as manager. I'm pretty sure you'll make the team, so better start listening now!" Ayako joked. Kei chuckled. "Hai, Ayako-san," she responded.
"RUKAWA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" a loud mass of voices screamed out just as the door creaked open. Kei shielded her ears as Ayako only smiled uneasily. They were just about to leave the gym when the swarm of girls followed a lone figure.
"Rukawa must have come to practice, like always," Ayako explained. "I heard he's good, Rukawa," Kei mentioned, trying to get past the giggling fan girls. "He's our ace!" Ayako exclaimed. "Maybe so, but I wish his fan girls would LAY OFF!!!" she yelled out the last 2 words, only to get cold stares from the Rukawa Brigade.
"Looks like you have enemies," Ayako said, both of them backed against the wall. "Maybe so, but I really don't give a damn. Hey, watch it, prick!!" she growled as she was pushed aside rudely. "Well, they sure all share the rudeness of that Rukawa."
"WHAT? Rukawa rude?? Are you crazy!? He's sooooooo dreamy!!!" one girl who overheard them swooned. "Yeah, maybe to you, but that doesn't change what I know about him. For all I care, he can take all his 'dreaminess' and go stick it," Kei retorted, walking out the door. Her head popped back in a second later. "Oh, and by the way...you suck." she quickly said with a smirk before disappearing.
Rukawa looked at the girl's head pop back in for a brief second, auburn hair trailing after her. "Who -is- she!? Crazy..." he thought to himself before taking a perfect shot at the basket to the joy of his fans.
Chapter 2, part 1 COMPLETE!!! *jumps in joy* Part 2 will be up soon when I finish it. (a day, maybe 2). Part 2 will focus on Nobunaga and Yukari's dinner date and the chaos that will ensue. It's a pretty much light-hearted chapter, with tons of humor on Nobunaga's part, along with intervention by Jin and the rest of the Kainan team, aka Operation: prevent Nobunaga from Making an Ass of Himself.
by KOFLeona
2nd chapter! First off, I wanna clear up some things from the first chapter. One thing being Yukari's hair. It's supposed to be a very dark brown, almost blackish looking. Also, in my fic, I might change some stuff around in the SD world. For instance, high school goes for 4 years, ok? So, all 3rd years from SD are still here.
Another thing is that the Rukawa Brigade has grown...(counts fingers)thrice as large, so their headbands are just gonna read 'Rukawa'.
Another MAJOR note. Basketball is not my best sport, so I'm not completely familiar with it. Please, don't stop reading because my narrative on games is gonna be crappy.
This chapter is gonna be kinda long since we'll be covering numerous events, one being when Kei meets the Shohoku basketball team and finds out something shocking/enraging. The next is Nobunaga and Yukari's dinner date, which starts off kinda late, literally.
Also, for those who like this sorta thing, Kei is gonna give the Rukawa Brigade a earful, a rather colorful earful, that is. *grins evilly*
Ok, let's get this show started. *Grabs large bottle of bubble tea and Jujy-fruits before seating self at computer* It's energy food! ^o^
Chapter 2 Mishaps On and Off Court
"Napoleon...Invaded Russia...defeated...1812 Overture..." the history teacher's lesson was very mundane to say the least, at least Kei thought so. She had nothing against learning, but even she had her limits of boredom and monotone lectures, and dufag over there was sleeping his fool head off, Kei thought, glancing over at Rukawa, who happened to be in her class.
"Ok, then, be sure to hand in your report on one battle of the Napoleonic wars by Monday, dismissed." Suzasu-sensei informed, waving them off. With a groan of relief, Kei picked up herself and out of the class. Second day and dropping smart alleck comments at the preps was already losing it's charm. Oh well, no problem, the gym was free today! Hallelujah!
Just in the middle of her basketball daydream, she felt someone bump into her, and walk past without even a hint of apology. Black Death, Kei thought. "Watch it, dufus," she muttered, not even noticing it was Rukawa. He stopped and looked back at her. "Hn," he said, not exactly a reply, but his glaring blue eyes did all the talk. "Same to you," she snapped under her breath.
Damn, did that guy irritate her! he would bump into anyone and give them the stink eye and act like nothing happened. A mix of stuck-up and cold, definitely. Actually she could think of lots of names for him, but she wouldn't waste her time. Somehow, that was exactly what she did.
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*Flashback*(don't you love these?)
"Oki ni iri no kyoku kiki nagara araitate no shatsu ude wo toosu..." Kei sang to herself, blading along the sidewalk, as to not get hit by unruly drivers on the street. She wouldn't run into anyone, she wasn't that lame. The same couldn't be said with some people- CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kei rubbed her head, sure that she had a concussion or something. "What the hell???" Kei thought, slightly dizzy from being smacked to the ground for whatever reason. Sitting up and looking over, she saw what she had feared, a person. Deciding it must have been an accident, she turned to the person. "Hey, you ok- YOU!!" she growled, seeing the cold stare of the Shohoku ace himself, Rukawa Kaede.
Not bothering to at least mutter "Sorry", he picked himself up, picked up his bike and began to ride away. Kei made a move to stop him and gnaw his head off, but she decided against it. If he wasn't going to apologize, it'd be stupid to run after him and force him to. "Jackass," she me muttered before continuing on her way also.
"How in the world did someone like that get a fan club? Is everyone here retarded or something? Maybe I'll never get this place, especially that Rukawa guy. What right does he have, ramming into other people, glaring with those steel-blue eyes. Hold up, did I just add a poetic adjective to his eyes!? I must have hit on the head when I fell, yeah that's it. That's all that happened..."
*End Flashback* (you can put in the swirly effects if you want O.o)
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"Kei? Kei!" Yukari called out, waving her hand in front of her friend's glazed-over eyes. "Huh? What happened? Did I miss something?" Kei stuttered out, a bit unfocused. Yukari looked confused. "I was saying that Onii-chan is taking me out for dinner tonight." Yukari said. Kei looked puzzled.
"Nobunaga? You? Dinner?" Kei repeated. Yukari nodded.
"He asked you?" she asked. Yukari nodded again. "He planned it all out?" "Yes." "One word Yukari, damn!" Kei exclaimed, amazed. "Isn't it great though? I never thought Onii-chan would do something like this. It really is so thoughtful of him!" Yukari beamed, proud of her Onii-chan. "I'm so impressed with how he's growing up!" she added, like she was his mother. "Yeah, just as impressive as the cake he made last year," Kei mentioned, remembering the -ahem- cake Nobunaga had painstakingly slaved over.
"Well, you must be really happy, Yukari! Have a great time!" Kei said, giving her a thumbs up and wink. "I will, Kei-chan. But I should be going now, wouldn't want to waste your training time!" she exclaimed, waving goodbye as she walked away. "See ya!" she waved goodbye back. Once she saw Yukari walk out the door, she turned around to head for the gym.
*TOUCHIE!!!!!!!!!*
Kei's eyes widened as she felt herself bump into someone's chest, a guy's.(I wonder who this could be?) Her face reddened slightly.
"Watch where you're going," a voice above her said. "Wait, do I know that voice??" Kei thought, looking up. Rukawa. She was bumping into him everywhere, wasn't she!? "You're the one who needs to watch it," she muttered, -pushing- past him. Rukawa only looked at her receding form with the same cold face, void of any emotion.
"If I bump into that Rukawa again, there'll be hell to pay! Why does he seem to be popping up everywhere.?? He's like some giant, pulsing zit!!! Oh, PLEASE don't let him be in the gym!!" she prayed in her mind. Then, the smallest of smirks played on her lips. "But, if he is there, then I can go one on one with him! But, geez, this is probably the only time I DON'T want to play someone good." she thought angrily. "How could such small encounters ruin my day!?"
Kei walked out onto the shined, wooden floor of the large gymnasium, spotting the single Shohoku banner of recognition. Last year was said to be Shohoku's best, sports-wise. Maybe, she could help it get another successful year? Stretching out her neck and shaking out her legs, she walked father in.
The place was big, perfect for practicing. She saw a lone basketball on the middle on the gym floor, picking it up, she felt the familiar rubber surface, the bumps' texture detailed under her fingers.
Closing her eyes, she began to dribble, staying in that single place, switching up the pattern of her rhythm. Focus, she told herself. She couldn't see the ball, but she could control it in such a way that it would always come back to her. Dribbling faster, she began to take steps back, opening her eyes, but keeping them set forward. Keep your eyes on the opponent, not on the ball.
Halfway between the hoop and the 3-point line, she spun around, ball in hand, jumping, she made a neat shot right into the hoop. Running to catch the ball, she ran back a ways, still dribbling, and made another shot, repeating. She kept to a semi-circle, halfway between the hoop and 3-point line.
That was where she dominated in her shots. Not too close to get in a scramble, or not too far to miss. Her father always thought it nonsense how she like to keep to that area, saying that the dunks up close were where it counted. She had argued that both were almost the same, 2 point shots each. It didn't matter is she shot there or made a dunk. He scoffed at her, like always, even though she completed every shot she started.
After about 50 shots, she made a clean lay-up, the ball falling through the net of the hoop effortlessly. Only the sway of the net showed a shot had been made. "Beat that, Dad," she thought in her mind.
Taking the ball again, she began to run backwards, away from the hoop, dribbling the ball in tiny beats, close to the ground, the noise like a subdued machine gun. She never slipped up this sort of thing. She had perfected it. Just pass the 3-point line, she grabbed the ball, jumped up high and shot the ball, clean through the air. It sailed in a wide arc for what seemed like seconds, when it was only about one. It landed perfectly, right through the hoop.
A brisk, sudden clapping made Kei spin around. A girl with dark brown, curly hair, dressed in a t-shirt, cap, and shorts was applauding her. "Very good. You're skilled," she commented, walking up to her. "Uh, thanks!" Kei exclaimed, not too sure who this person was.
She held out her hand. "I'm Ayako, manager of Shohoku's basketball team," she introduced. "Kei Miyazaki, I'm new here. Moved from Kyoto," she said. Ayako nodded. "I'm guessing you might be interested in the co-manager job?" she asked. Kei was puzzled. "Um, no. I was thinking of trying out for the girls' basketball team," she explained.
"Oh..." Ayako seemed unsure, trying to hide something. "There will be no girl's team this year. Not enough sign-ups, y'know."
Kei's eyes widened. "What?" she gasped. She couldn't believe it, all this work for nothing...For some reason. she felt her throat grow dry, and along with her crashing dreams, she could feel the tears swelling up in her eyes.
Ayako looked at the younger girl in front of her(not too sure, but I think Ayako would be in year 2 by now). "Hey, don't worry about it, Kei. There's always next year..." she assured. Kei looked ashamed. "Don't tell anyone Ayako-san, about this crying stuff. It was just...unexpected." she say, sniffling and blinking away the tears that never came. Suddenly, she saw Ayako grin.
"Heyyyy, I know! I can't believe I didn't remember earlier! There's a way you can play, Kei!" she exclaimed. "Huh?? Really!? Woohoo!" she jumped up. "Wait a sec, how is that possible?????" she asked, curious. Ayako held up one finger, as if to explain something. "Just come to the guy's trials! As compensation for the cutting of the girls' team, Anzai-sensei, our coach, pardoned for a co-ed team. We just got the consent from the Phys-ed department the other day!" she exclaimed.
"Y-You're serious???" Kei asked, amazed. "I can play if I pass the guy's trials?!" she asked. Ayako nodded with a grin. "Yes!!!" Kei yelled out, throwing her fist up before giving Ayako a high-five. "I'm not too sure if there will be any other girls, so you might have to handle being the only female player on the team," Ayako explained. "No prob! I can handle that," Kei assured. "Great! Trials are tomorrow after school, Kei. Got that?" Ayako asked. Kei nodded. "I won't be late!"
Ayako watched Kei practice for half an hour more. She was amazed at Kei's skill and talent. She was as good as, if not better then, many guy players she had seen the past few years, high school-level, of course. She had little doubt that Kei would make the team, but how the team would react was another question.
Kei was working on her lay-ups and 2-pointer shots. If only someone were here to help her practice, someone to go one on one and work on defense with. She could practice with Nobunaga on weekends, but if she was to join Shohoku's team, she'd have to work even harder.
"You might want to call it a day, Kei-chan. Don't want to overwork yourself before trials, ne?" Ayako suggested after a while. "Maybe. I just really love my basketball," Kei explained. Ayako grinned. "I can see that, but rest is what you need. Take my advice, as manager. I'm pretty sure you'll make the team, so better start listening now!" Ayako joked. Kei chuckled. "Hai, Ayako-san," she responded.
"RUKAWA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" a loud mass of voices screamed out just as the door creaked open. Kei shielded her ears as Ayako only smiled uneasily. They were just about to leave the gym when the swarm of girls followed a lone figure.
"Rukawa must have come to practice, like always," Ayako explained. "I heard he's good, Rukawa," Kei mentioned, trying to get past the giggling fan girls. "He's our ace!" Ayako exclaimed. "Maybe so, but I wish his fan girls would LAY OFF!!!" she yelled out the last 2 words, only to get cold stares from the Rukawa Brigade.
"Looks like you have enemies," Ayako said, both of them backed against the wall. "Maybe so, but I really don't give a damn. Hey, watch it, prick!!" she growled as she was pushed aside rudely. "Well, they sure all share the rudeness of that Rukawa."
"WHAT? Rukawa rude?? Are you crazy!? He's sooooooo dreamy!!!" one girl who overheard them swooned. "Yeah, maybe to you, but that doesn't change what I know about him. For all I care, he can take all his 'dreaminess' and go stick it," Kei retorted, walking out the door. Her head popped back in a second later. "Oh, and by the way...you suck." she quickly said with a smirk before disappearing.
Rukawa looked at the girl's head pop back in for a brief second, auburn hair trailing after her. "Who -is- she!? Crazy..." he thought to himself before taking a perfect shot at the basket to the joy of his fans.
Chapter 2, part 1 COMPLETE!!! *jumps in joy* Part 2 will be up soon when I finish it. (a day, maybe 2). Part 2 will focus on Nobunaga and Yukari's dinner date and the chaos that will ensue. It's a pretty much light-hearted chapter, with tons of humor on Nobunaga's part, along with intervention by Jin and the rest of the Kainan team, aka Operation: prevent Nobunaga from Making an Ass of Himself.