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Dan: Who is it?

Wizard: Uhhh…it's your story…shouldn't you know?

Dan: Oh yeah…


Dan entered the long doors of the Shotokan dojo and gasped at the sight of it. Here were students here and there doing techniques, perfecting their attacks, sparring, eating…you name it (related to training), they had it. He looked up to see a roof blocking the beautiful blue sky outside. Looking to the left, he saw a man lifting what looked like 1,000 tons of weights. To his right, he saw some women doing a karate form. He looked down to see that he was walking on a ruby red carpet.

He followed Shen Long to see some fighters engaging in a pie-eating contest to his left.

"So, what do you think of your sightseeing so far?" asked Shen Long, with a big grin on his face.

"This is so…TOTALLY FRICKIN' AWESOME!" Dan shouted with eager happiness. He stopped to stare at his right to see two young boys sparring.

The boys were the exact same height, around 6'1" or 6'2", and were both wearing gis. One of the boys had jet-black hair with a red headband tied around it. He was wearing a white gi, red gloves, and a serious look on his face. On the other hand, the other boy had medium-long blonde hair and a look that said, "I'm only having fun". He wore a red gi with brown gloves, apparently, to stand out.

Shen Long noticed this and called out, "Everybody desist!"

Almost everybody stopped what they were doing, and looked up. The only sounds heard were from the student lifting the 1,000-ton weights, yelling "MORE WEIGHT!"

With almost everyone silent, Shen Long said, "Everybody, I want you to meet our newest classmate: Dan Hibiki."

The blonde-haired kid walked up to him, grinned, and said, "He don't look so tough."

"KEN! Manners, please!" Shen Long scolded.

"And you don't look like Mr. T., yourself," Dan shot back. Some of the girls giggled.

"You got some mouth on you, kid. You think you can hang with me?"

Dan chuckled. "If that's what you wish."

He began to put up his fists, but Ken just smiled and walk away.

"Don't mind him," said a voice from behind. Dan looked up to see the dark-haired kid holding out his hand.

"I'm Ryu," he said, with a rare smile. Dan hesitated, then he shook hands with Ryu and introduced himself.

It was late in the evening when Dan went to sleep that night. He was in a cabin with four other boys, who were snoring lightly. Unlike Dan, who seemed to snore as loud as an elephant, so it was a good thing each boy had his own room. He could hear crickets chirping outside, and the occasional coyote howl.

His room was neat, so far, with his suitcase near his side of the bed. There was a granite wardrobe on the left side of his bed, next to the window. His closet was five inches across the door that led to the hallway. The walls were bare with white all over.

He was not thinking about the future mess that would be his room, but the present confusion that was still bothering him: Three hours ago, he was completing a swimming test against Ken and two other boys: one from the U.S. named Rich and one from France named Timot. At the final test, a 40-meter swim around a 12-foot pool, all the students watched the "kid who almost picked a fight with the spoiled bitch".


As Dan (wearing lime-green swim trunks) was preparing for his swim, Rich and Timot came up. Rich had chocolate skin, was 5'11" and had a powerful build on him, with black hairy legs and armpits that looked like they have not been shaved in three years. Timot wore a goatee, but was skinny and had dirty blonde chest hair that could rival Zangief's.

"So, you're the guy who picked that fight with Ken," Timot said, with an unusually high voice.

"I…I guess. Everyone's still talking about that?" Dan said, a little shaky.

"Yeah, nobody in their right mind messes with Ken: he's a bitch," Rich said.

"True, anyway, we just wanted to wish you luck. You're gonna need it," Timot told him.

"Uhhh…thanks, same to you guys too," Dan said with uncertainty.

They walked on and five minutes later, Ken came by with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, good luck Danny. You're gonna need it," Ken taunted.

"It's not pronounced Dan, it's Don," Dan groaned. "And you're gonna be drinking my water, since you can't eat my dust!"

Dan laughed so loudly at his joke, he didn't hear Ken walk on, muttering "Go screw yourself."

When Ken had left, a girl wearing a red kimono (with a golden dragon design) came by. She was about Dan's age and extremely cute with long blue hair that reached down to her back . She had big green eyes, a puppy nose, and a particularly big bust. She was giggling uncontrollably.

"What are you laughing at?" Dan asked, trying (unsuccessfully) to hide his confusion.

"Nothing…" she said, blushing and looking at the pool.

Dan tried to say something cool to the girl, but his jaw had seemed to be stuck. Plus, the girl, whoever she was, seemed to be more interested in the pool than in him. With that in mind, Dan started to go back to stretching. He bent down to begin his toe-touching, but he caught a glimpse of someone's sandal and the next thing he knew, he was on the floor yelling.

"WHO THE F…"

"Language, Dan. That's not how you treat a lady," the girl interrupted.

"Oh really? So how am I supposed to treat a lady?" Dan snapped back.

"Well you don't go bend down the moment a girl talks to you!"

"I was going back to stretching! I didn't know you were talking, it seemed more like laughing!"

She grunted. "If I'm supposed to take this, mister, you've got another thing coming!"

"Coming! I don't even know you, let alone your name!"

The girl blushed and giggled again. When she was finished, she said, "Miyoshi."

"What about it?"

"That's my name, dumbass."

"I'm Dan."

"Duh. Everyone knows who you are."

"Then go away so I can finish stretching."

"Fine," she grunted. She left to the bleachers with the other people and Dan went back to stretching.


After that, Dan went on to win the race, but Miyoshi was still on his mind. Sure she was cute, but she was as cold as the ocean on a winter day. Maybe he could try again, after all plenty of men probably have talked to her. Maybe she was cold to them too.

With that final thought in mind, Dan went back to sleep.


Wizard: Chapter 5. The usual. Only now I have the problem with changing the rating to M+16.

Dan: Why? You could skip that scene.

Wizard (changing rating): Uh, too late.

Dan: sigh