"Hello and welcome to this years King of the Fighters Tournament Competition Battle Fight Match...thing. I am your host, Doug, the Duke of Danger...commentary. So let me explain a few rules. Do not talk about fight club. Just kidding! Gotcha! No women. No performance enhancing drugs. No cheating And those are all the rules that we're telling you now. In a few hours we're going to host the preliminaries and tomorrow the actual fights will begin. So now, I suggest you go back to your hotels and settle in until 4 o'clock when the preliminaries start. It is now 11 o'clock so be back here in..." the blondish middle-aged sports announcer counted on his fingers, "five hours! Adios chicos!"

Then the man sauntered off the stage/battle platform thing. The entire tournament area looked ridiculously similar to the World Martial Arts tournament set-up from DBZ, but no one wanted to point out how lazy the author was, she did control their fate after all. Riosuke, Byushi, and Mitsuko where stuffed together in a little air pocket that they discovered in the incredibly dense crowd.

"I can barely breathe!" gasped Mitsuko.

"Save your breath," said the deep voice of a stranger. Someone had grabbed Mitsuko's arm and was pulling her through the crowd. She grabbed Riosuke's hand who, then grabbed Byushi's. They formed a little train heading towards the exit and sweet oxygen. They finally made their way out, they all were gasping, drawing in deep ragged breaths.

"Thank you so much!" wheezed Mitsuko.

"Anytime," said the stranger. Mitsuko turned to look at him and was awestruck. He was adorable. He had spiky brown hair and big brown eyes. He wasn't especially spectacular, but she liked what she saw. She blushed a bit. Then Mitsuko noticed Riosuke and Byushi eyeing her blush. She frowned at them for a second before her lips twisted into her foxy smirk. She slithered up next to their savior.

"However did you know how to get out of there?" She batted her eyelashes seductively at him. The stranger was a bit shocked at her sudden change of behavior. He was surprised, but not put off by it.

"Uhhh...well I sort of, saw over the crowd. I'm tall you see," said the guy. 'Of course she can see that you're tall, you're such an idiot!'

"And I bet you're really strong, to be able to move all of those big strong men out of the way. And agile too, because I never felt a bump." Mitsuko pressed her body against his and licked her lips.

"Do you have a name?" she asked him flirtatiously.

"Uhh...Sanosuke. You?"

"I? I what?"

"Do you have a name?"

"Yes. I have a name."

"May I ask what it is?"

"You may."

"What is your name, miss?"

"My name is Mitsuko. Shoyru Mitsuko. And these are my brothers Byushi and Riosuke."

"Mitsuko, I like that. Where are you staying?"

"Are you planning on stalking me Sano?"

"NO! I just wanted to escort you there to keep you safe."

"My brothers are with me."

"You can never be too safe."

"Alright fine, you can escort me. Byushi, where are we staying?"

"Staying?" asked a bewildered Byushi.

"Yes, what hotel are we checked into?" asked Mitsuko.

"Hotel?"

"You didn't book us a hotel room!!!" shrieked Riosuke.

"I wasn't aware that I was supposed to!"

"Of course you were supposed to this was your stupid idea!"

"So, you guys don't have anywhere to stay?" asked Sano.

"I guess not," said Mitsuko sadly.

"You can stay with me and my friends!" exclaimed Sano.

"Really?" squeaked Byushi.

"Yeah, we're all guys, mostly, it should be fine." So with that our heroes decided to bunk up with the enemy, a real boy!