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~Ryu Releases Some Stress~
Ryu wore a frown as he left the house in anger. He sister acting like such a .... such a.....
He crossed his arms, how could Mother ever let her become something like that? It reminded him of a village prostitute, the way she's flirting and everything.
**Well, to be fair, she never really dated anyone except this Kenji boy.**
Ryu sighed. Great, now his conscious was talking to him. Mother had often said it happened to her all the time. His father didn't have one. Mina didn't have one, either. Perhaps that's why when they made a decision, they stuck with it. He usually had little wars inside his head.
He caught sight of a boy and girl, holding hands. He walked passed them, thinking still.
**What are you really mad about?**
He grit his teeth, squeezing through the crowd. If he ever did anything like that, take a girl and kiss her, he would be ..... his father would count that as a disgrace. If he ever spoke rudely to his parents, father saw to it he would be disciplined. But if Mina kept speaking rudely, acting rudely, all she got was a warning glare from father. God forbid of Ryu stepped out of line, because if he did that, it'd count as extra sparring session with father. And father always won. But oh no, we can allow Mina to act like some dog in heat....
He kicked a stone, sending it flying into a group of men.
Ryu sighed, wiping his forehead, "Dammit....."
One of the men stood up, "Hey punk. Watch what you kicking!!"
Ryu nodded, walking passed them, "Yeah, I will."
Suddenly, one of them grabbed his arm. Ryu glared at the man, who turned out to be some kid his age. Only taller. The boy smiled, "Heeeeeeeyy, I know you! You're that rich kid, the boy with the dojo. Right?"
Ryu yanked his arm away, "So what if I was?"
The boy pushed him, sending him to fall. Ryu groaned, **Great, this is just what he needed......**
"Hey, you got that hot sister, don't you? Damn b!tch. She wouldn't go on a date with me."
Ryu rolled his eyes.
**Did EVERY GUY he HAD to meet HAVE to have some bone to pick about dating his sister?!!**
"As if the little slut didn't go at it with the other students."
Ryu suddenly looked up, narrowing his eyes, "My sister doesn't sleep around, boy."
The three guys laughed. The shortest one chuckled, "Boy? The hell do you think you are? I'm two years older than you!!"
Ryu got up, brushing the dust off his sleeves, "Well, forgive me, I couldn't tell-"
The tallest boy grabbed his ponytail, and yanked him close, "Ya know, I always wondered. If I kick a rich kid's @$$, does he bleed money?"
Ryu snarled, "I don't know. Does some jerk like you bleed sh!t since you're so full of it-"
CRACK!!
Ryu fell, after getting a blow to the face. He tasted blood, before spitting it out.
The silent guy rolled up his sleeves, speaking for the first time, "Do you want trouble, kid?!"
Ryu stood, glaring, "Yes."
The tall one came for him, fists raised. Ryu grabbed his fist, and rammed his shoulder under his elbow, causing the elbow to bend the other way. The tall guy screamed, and Ryu flipped him onto his back.
The shortest guy gasped, as the silent one kicked at Ryu. Ryu blocked his kick, and punched him in the face when he was left open. The fool shouted, kicking again. Ryu growled right back, caught his ankle, and twisted it all the way around. Finally, the silent one shrieked, as Ryu slammed him into the wall. The shortest one whimpered, "F-F-ckin' kid!!"
Ryu wiped the blood of his lip. The guy pulled out a knife, and pointed it at him, "You come near me, and' I'll cut you up so f-ckin' bad!! You hear me?!"
Ryu spat out spit mixed with blood. He wiped his mouth and looked at his sleeve. The rich blue color was stained with a few drops of blood. Would mother make a big fuss about it?
**I think you got bigger problems right now.**
Ryu looked up in time to see the guy with the knife stab his arm.
"Hyaah!!" he shouted, planting the knife in his arm.
Ryu didn't respond as first. He slowly looked at the idiot, eyes glowing acid. The guy gasped, eyes popping wide. Ryu grit his teeth, "You must REALLY be an idiot," he said.
The moron whimpered like some mutt dog, and turned. Ryu reached out causing the guy's face to smack into the palm of his right hand. He let out a muffled scream, and Ryu uttered a deep, guttural growl, as he sunk his knuckles into the dog's fat neck, hitting a nerve cluster.
The dog went limp, jerking it's paws, and fell to the floor when Ryu released him. He glared at the three. Such stupid people there were these days........
He turned away, crossing his arms, and flinched when he accidentally pushed the blade deeper.
**Duh.**
Ryu frowned, and clasped the handle, and yanked it out. He sighed with disgust, and tossed it aside. He frowned, knowing he had to go home to get this bandaged now.
"Hey, kid."
Ryu snarled, turning, "What the hell-"
He saw the man with wild brown hair and white clothes looking at him from the corner. His brown eyes were narrowed, analyzing. Ryu clamped his wound, "Oh, it's you sir. Mr. Sanosuke, was it? Did you want something?"
Sano looked at him for a minute, then stuck a fish bone in his teeth, "Yeah, why'd you do it?"
"Do what? Give those guys what they deserve?"
Sano shrugged, hands in pockets, following Ryu, "They were punks, but they didn't deserve a dislocated elbow, and broken ankle, and temporary paralysis, kid."
Ryu looked away, fingering his wound, "Yeah.........I just....... lately, I was...." he shook his head, "What do you care?"
"You fight a lot like a certain lady I know. You said your name was Fujita, right?"
"Yes."
"That makes you're mom Tokio, doesn't it?"
"Yes, she is my mother."
"Did she teach you those moves?"
Ryu shook his head, "No. my mom doesn't know how to fight with her fists."
Sano stopped, "Wait, what?"
"My mother knows kendo just like everyone else. She told me to get out of the habit of using my hands, since they would prove no match for a real sword."
Sano grinned, "But you learned it anyways. And you used it to beat the sh!t outta some punks," he shrugged, "Well, can't blame ya. I was just like you. Except I charged people for fighting me."
"Charged? Who the hell would want to pay to get their @$$ess handed to them?"
Sano laughed, "You talk like your mom too.. and hell if I know, but it was a pretty good business before I quit."
"Why'd you quit?"
Sano shrugged, "I wasn't angry anymore. Or as much," he grinned down at the kid, who was a good six inches shy of Sano's height. "They used to call me Zanza, the Fighter for Hire."
Ryu nodded, not really listening. How was he going to explain this to Mother? He never.... Ryu never got into an actual fight!
"Say, if your mom didn't teach you, then who did? Don't tell me your dad did," Sano added flatly.
Ryu shook his head, "My father doesn't know hand techniques either. I taught myself."
Sano nearly fell over, "What?!"
"It's not hard. You hit the person."
He got up, rubbing his head, "I'm pretty sure at least one of your parents knew hand combat!!"
"You know them?" Ryu asked.
"From a long time ago. Sait.........uhhh.. your dad once beat me at a fight."
"I see," he mumbled. Ryu didn't know much of his dad's life. He knew he used to be a cop, but that's it.
"You're pretty good, for some kid who says he taught himself."
Ryu nodded, "Thanks. I bet you must be pretty good too."
Sano stopped, "How do you know that?"
"You're well built. That's my only guess."
Sano snickered to himself, "Imagine, Saito's own kid commenting me........" he looked at Ryu, "Hey, I hope your going home to patch that up."
"I am."
Sano scratched his head, "Mind if I come along?"
Ryu stared at him. Obviously, he wasn't having a good day.
Sano shrugged, "I'll take that as a yes. Besides, I'm a friend of your mom's."
"What the hell, the house if full of unwanted guests anyways, what's one more?" shrugged Ryu.
Sano grumbled to himself, "And here I was thinking you were a nice kid not at all like your crazy dad......."
(By the way, the original title for this was supposed to be 'Ryu Can be a Bad @$$ Too', but that would've given away the chapter.))
~Ryu Releases Some Stress~
Ryu wore a frown as he left the house in anger. He sister acting like such a .... such a.....
He crossed his arms, how could Mother ever let her become something like that? It reminded him of a village prostitute, the way she's flirting and everything.
**Well, to be fair, she never really dated anyone except this Kenji boy.**
Ryu sighed. Great, now his conscious was talking to him. Mother had often said it happened to her all the time. His father didn't have one. Mina didn't have one, either. Perhaps that's why when they made a decision, they stuck with it. He usually had little wars inside his head.
He caught sight of a boy and girl, holding hands. He walked passed them, thinking still.
**What are you really mad about?**
He grit his teeth, squeezing through the crowd. If he ever did anything like that, take a girl and kiss her, he would be ..... his father would count that as a disgrace. If he ever spoke rudely to his parents, father saw to it he would be disciplined. But if Mina kept speaking rudely, acting rudely, all she got was a warning glare from father. God forbid of Ryu stepped out of line, because if he did that, it'd count as extra sparring session with father. And father always won. But oh no, we can allow Mina to act like some dog in heat....
He kicked a stone, sending it flying into a group of men.
Ryu sighed, wiping his forehead, "Dammit....."
One of the men stood up, "Hey punk. Watch what you kicking!!"
Ryu nodded, walking passed them, "Yeah, I will."
Suddenly, one of them grabbed his arm. Ryu glared at the man, who turned out to be some kid his age. Only taller. The boy smiled, "Heeeeeeeyy, I know you! You're that rich kid, the boy with the dojo. Right?"
Ryu yanked his arm away, "So what if I was?"
The boy pushed him, sending him to fall. Ryu groaned, **Great, this is just what he needed......**
"Hey, you got that hot sister, don't you? Damn b!tch. She wouldn't go on a date with me."
Ryu rolled his eyes.
**Did EVERY GUY he HAD to meet HAVE to have some bone to pick about dating his sister?!!**
"As if the little slut didn't go at it with the other students."
Ryu suddenly looked up, narrowing his eyes, "My sister doesn't sleep around, boy."
The three guys laughed. The shortest one chuckled, "Boy? The hell do you think you are? I'm two years older than you!!"
Ryu got up, brushing the dust off his sleeves, "Well, forgive me, I couldn't tell-"
The tallest boy grabbed his ponytail, and yanked him close, "Ya know, I always wondered. If I kick a rich kid's @$$, does he bleed money?"
Ryu snarled, "I don't know. Does some jerk like you bleed sh!t since you're so full of it-"
CRACK!!
Ryu fell, after getting a blow to the face. He tasted blood, before spitting it out.
The silent guy rolled up his sleeves, speaking for the first time, "Do you want trouble, kid?!"
Ryu stood, glaring, "Yes."
The tall one came for him, fists raised. Ryu grabbed his fist, and rammed his shoulder under his elbow, causing the elbow to bend the other way. The tall guy screamed, and Ryu flipped him onto his back.
The shortest guy gasped, as the silent one kicked at Ryu. Ryu blocked his kick, and punched him in the face when he was left open. The fool shouted, kicking again. Ryu growled right back, caught his ankle, and twisted it all the way around. Finally, the silent one shrieked, as Ryu slammed him into the wall. The shortest one whimpered, "F-F-ckin' kid!!"
Ryu wiped the blood of his lip. The guy pulled out a knife, and pointed it at him, "You come near me, and' I'll cut you up so f-ckin' bad!! You hear me?!"
Ryu spat out spit mixed with blood. He wiped his mouth and looked at his sleeve. The rich blue color was stained with a few drops of blood. Would mother make a big fuss about it?
**I think you got bigger problems right now.**
Ryu looked up in time to see the guy with the knife stab his arm.
"Hyaah!!" he shouted, planting the knife in his arm.
Ryu didn't respond as first. He slowly looked at the idiot, eyes glowing acid. The guy gasped, eyes popping wide. Ryu grit his teeth, "You must REALLY be an idiot," he said.
The moron whimpered like some mutt dog, and turned. Ryu reached out causing the guy's face to smack into the palm of his right hand. He let out a muffled scream, and Ryu uttered a deep, guttural growl, as he sunk his knuckles into the dog's fat neck, hitting a nerve cluster.
The dog went limp, jerking it's paws, and fell to the floor when Ryu released him. He glared at the three. Such stupid people there were these days........
He turned away, crossing his arms, and flinched when he accidentally pushed the blade deeper.
**Duh.**
Ryu frowned, and clasped the handle, and yanked it out. He sighed with disgust, and tossed it aside. He frowned, knowing he had to go home to get this bandaged now.
"Hey, kid."
Ryu snarled, turning, "What the hell-"
He saw the man with wild brown hair and white clothes looking at him from the corner. His brown eyes were narrowed, analyzing. Ryu clamped his wound, "Oh, it's you sir. Mr. Sanosuke, was it? Did you want something?"
Sano looked at him for a minute, then stuck a fish bone in his teeth, "Yeah, why'd you do it?"
"Do what? Give those guys what they deserve?"
Sano shrugged, hands in pockets, following Ryu, "They were punks, but they didn't deserve a dislocated elbow, and broken ankle, and temporary paralysis, kid."
Ryu looked away, fingering his wound, "Yeah.........I just....... lately, I was...." he shook his head, "What do you care?"
"You fight a lot like a certain lady I know. You said your name was Fujita, right?"
"Yes."
"That makes you're mom Tokio, doesn't it?"
"Yes, she is my mother."
"Did she teach you those moves?"
Ryu shook his head, "No. my mom doesn't know how to fight with her fists."
Sano stopped, "Wait, what?"
"My mother knows kendo just like everyone else. She told me to get out of the habit of using my hands, since they would prove no match for a real sword."
Sano grinned, "But you learned it anyways. And you used it to beat the sh!t outta some punks," he shrugged, "Well, can't blame ya. I was just like you. Except I charged people for fighting me."
"Charged? Who the hell would want to pay to get their @$$ess handed to them?"
Sano laughed, "You talk like your mom too.. and hell if I know, but it was a pretty good business before I quit."
"Why'd you quit?"
Sano shrugged, "I wasn't angry anymore. Or as much," he grinned down at the kid, who was a good six inches shy of Sano's height. "They used to call me Zanza, the Fighter for Hire."
Ryu nodded, not really listening. How was he going to explain this to Mother? He never.... Ryu never got into an actual fight!
"Say, if your mom didn't teach you, then who did? Don't tell me your dad did," Sano added flatly.
Ryu shook his head, "My father doesn't know hand techniques either. I taught myself."
Sano nearly fell over, "What?!"
"It's not hard. You hit the person."
He got up, rubbing his head, "I'm pretty sure at least one of your parents knew hand combat!!"
"You know them?" Ryu asked.
"From a long time ago. Sait.........uhhh.. your dad once beat me at a fight."
"I see," he mumbled. Ryu didn't know much of his dad's life. He knew he used to be a cop, but that's it.
"You're pretty good, for some kid who says he taught himself."
Ryu nodded, "Thanks. I bet you must be pretty good too."
Sano stopped, "How do you know that?"
"You're well built. That's my only guess."
Sano snickered to himself, "Imagine, Saito's own kid commenting me........" he looked at Ryu, "Hey, I hope your going home to patch that up."
"I am."
Sano scratched his head, "Mind if I come along?"
Ryu stared at him. Obviously, he wasn't having a good day.
Sano shrugged, "I'll take that as a yes. Besides, I'm a friend of your mom's."
"What the hell, the house if full of unwanted guests anyways, what's one more?" shrugged Ryu.
Sano grumbled to himself, "And here I was thinking you were a nice kid not at all like your crazy dad......."
(By the way, the original title for this was supposed to be 'Ryu Can be a Bad @$$ Too', but that would've given away the chapter.))