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A/N - Thank you to Tezi, Ray 4 ever, Kiotana, and-then-he-said-no & moiself for reviewing. Here is the final chapter to this story for now. When my muse returns, then I will continue w/h it. I have a few ideas but not enough for a full chapter yet. Until then enjoy! Also, this chapter isn't as funny as the others to me but there are always consequences to one's actions as our favorite group of bladers is about to discover.
To Tezi - yes, I wish my sleepovers were as interesting as well. I would definitely like to be a part of theirs but I wouldn't want to deal w/h an angry grandpa however. His shinai scares me.
Chapter Four - Payback's a Bitch!
Sunday Morning . . . . (Near Noon)
It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse. Oops wrong story and wrong night!
I meant to say; it was a sunday morning, a very fine day, the only creatures stirring were heaving away.
Clothes were all scattered this way and that, and for some odd reason Kai was wearing Tyson's hat.
The push of a button, a brilliant white flash, it seems our little Kenny was having a blast.
With his trusty camera in hand, his misson was set, to snap as many embarrassing photos of the other bladers that he could get.
Most of the bladers were hung over, the dojo in disarray and this is what grandpa found by coming home early that day.
(A/N - Okay, I know, I know, enough of my atrocious limericks & let's get back to the story.)
It was the start of a very beautiful day in Tokyo. The birds were singing, the temperature wasn't as hot as it had been the day before and there was a cool breeze winding its way through the suburbs. Yes, the beginnings of a very beautiful day but our favorite group of bladers had failed to notice it. It was near noon and they were all still in bed or wherever they had collapsed from the party. All of them tired from either their sexual escapades of the night before or with a hangover from all the drinking they had done.
As they lay wherever they had fell, they were content and naive. They foolishly thought they could sleep late and then wake sometime in the afternoon to clean up the dojo. All traces of their little party would be gone before grandpa came home from his reunion. He wouldn't know unless the neighbors complained but then there wouldn't be any evidence so they could probably get by with it. Grandpa Ryu wasn't set to come home until Monday morning right?
Well what our favorite group of bladers didn't realize was that a certain grandpa was on his way home at that exact moment. They did not have a day to clean up the dojo but only mere minutes. There had been a warning. Grandpa did call before he left the city but no one had been able to answer the phone in their current states. Unlike his grandsons, granddaughter and their friends, he did not have an enjoyable weekend and they would soon suffer the wrath of a shinai wielding grandpa. When Kenny had said once before that all of them together wasn't a match for grandpa, he had been right. He was a force to be reckoned with when angry and no one was foolish enough to cross his path when he was in such a mood.
Grandpa Ryu was in a really foul mood when the taxi dropped he and Daichi off in front of his dojo. He had returned a day early from his reunion since his friends weren't as entertaining as he remembered. They acted old and it got on his nerves that they had succombed to the rapture of old age. He wasn't going to admit defeat to it as easily as they had and their attitudes had bummed him out. He had then left without a word to his old friends and came straight home in a mood that could best be described as grumpy.
At least he could mull over his advancing age with a certain bottle of bourbon that he had stashed away for such an occasion. A little bit of alcohol always seemed to help clear his head. "Those old geezers are nothing like you, Grandpa," Daichi reassured as each grabbed their bag and walked to the gate, "and don't worry, we still think you are cool and hip." "Thanks, dawg," he replied, feeling a bit better from the compliment and patted the smaller boy's shoulder as he pushed the gate open to reveal an unexpected sight. His beautiful garden was littered with beer bottles and all manners of trash.
"What in blue blazes happened here!" he questioned, making his way toward the house as Daichi grinned like a maniac. It appeared that someone was going to get in trouble and for once it wasn't going to be him. The sounds from the house were not inviting as groaning could be heard and the beautiful sound of someone heaving over a toliet. Grandpa threw open the door to the lounge to see it littered with trash, articles of clothing and sleeping bladers. The room stunk of sex and alcohol as smoke started to come out of the elder's ears.
Grandpa was normally a calm, easygoing dude who was rather accepting of certain activities but this scene made even his temper flare. "Daichi, don't look!" he ordered, grabbing the younger boy and covering his eyes with his hands. Bryan and Michael were lying among the discarded items on the floor without a bit of clothing on either of them but as Grandpa Ryu would soon discover they weren't the only ones who had engaged in an adult activity. "But grandpa," Daichi protested, "I wanna see." Daichi's wiggling finally made grandpa release him as his eyes went wide from the display.
"I've got to see more," he remarked, cackling evilly before running off, "this is the perfect opportunity to collect blackmail material." "Good morning, grandpa," Kenny stated with a yawn as he walked into the room from the kitchen with a cup of coffee in hand and wearing only a pair of black silk boxers that had Ming Ming's face plastered all over them. The poor brunette then realized who he had just greeted as his eyes went wide beneath his bangs that you could actually see and he paled several shades to the color of a corpse. The mug fell from his grasp and shattered on the floor as he whimpered. "Kenny, what's wrong?" another sleepy voice ask as Emily entered behind him; wearing only a long shirt.
She too saw Grandpa standing there with his hands tightly gripping his shinai that even she actually gulped. "I've got to go home," Kenny shrieked, grabbing their clothes and pulling Emily along, "Tell Tyson that we will see him later." "If there is anything left of him!" Grandpa fumed as they sprinted out the door. Grandpa looked around at his destroyed house and knew exactly who to blame this on. "HIROSHI!" he bellowed as that particular person woke up suddenly on the bed in his former room with DJ draped over him followed by, "TYSON! AKANE!"
"Kuso," he cursed, knowing whose voice it was and that he was in for it. DJ stirred as his name was screamed again, alerting everyone on the block to his return. You could actually hear the neighbors cheering his early arrival. "I've got to go," DJ mumbled, grabbing his pants and tugging them on as he made for the window. There was no way that he would risk a confrontation with the eldest Kinomiya in his current mood. "I'll see you later, love," he said with a departing kiss and chuckle, "I'll make certain to visit you in the hospital." He dove out the window, leaving Hiro to face the enraged elder of the Kinomiya clan on his own.
In another room, Tyson woke up to grandpa's bellow on Max's chest. "We're in trouble," he mumbled, having a headache from the alcohol he had drunk. "We're what?" Max ask, sleepily, "who is yelling? Don't they know we have a hangover?" He pulled the pillow over his head as they both groaned and drifted back to sleep. Their drinking and sexual activities had tired the two of them out that even bubbly Max did not have any energy.
In the room beside of his, another blonde woke up to grandpa's yell and the first thing she did was push her ginger-haired lover off of her onto the floor where he landed with a loud thud. He moaned as she quickly locked the door to her room. "This is not good," she groaned, grabbing her clothes and throwing the white pants and shirt to him, "Brooklyn, wake up! How much money do you have on you? We need to get on a train to Kyoto as soon as possible. Hopefully, Ojiisan Masoe can offer us some measure of protection from Grandpa Ryu."
Well, to make a long story short, those who had not drunk any or much alcohol managed to escape from the dojo and grandpa. That refered to only eight of the teens and one adult that was DJ. Kenny and Emily had managed to take refuge in his parents' restaurant. Hillary and Miguel had went to her house sometime during the night since her parents were on a business trip. Brooklyn and Akane, who had spent the night making love and had not drunk a drop managed to escape out her window before grandpa broke down her door. Last but not least, Rei and Mystel, who had opted to sleep in the branches of a large oak tree on the property and couldn't be found. The other fifteen, who couldn't get moving suffered the consequences of their actions.
It wasn't a pretty sight as grandpa ran around the dojo and hit every teen-ager he found with his shinai with the exception of Daichi. Many of them were soon sporting bruises in the oddest of places as he herded them to the lounge. His glare was deadly since most of them had on little or no clothing. Michael and Bryan had been unconscious in the lounge. Tala had been found heaving over the toliet in the bathroom.
Grandpa had to do a double take with the Russian since he still had on the makeup if not the dress. Kai had been found semi-conscious in the hallway in his boxers and trying to get to the bathroom as well. He obviously didn't make it since there was vomit near him. Oddly enough, he was also wearing Tyson's hat. Grandpa didn't want to know how he had gotten ahold of it since Tyson only took it off when he went to bed.
He found a naked Max in bed with an equally naked Tyson but a resounding smack on both of their rears woke the two of them instantly with shrieks. He sent them to the lounge as he made a circuit of all the rooms. He found Raul and Mathilda in Bruce's room and in his bed no less. He was especially pissed to find Garland and Julia entangled together in his. He might have found it amusing if he hadn't been in such a foul mood since it hadn't seen any action since the death of his beloved wife.
Akane's door had been locked but he easily broke down the door with his martial art skill; only to see her disappear out the window. He had been about to reach Hiro's old room when a terrifying scream from the garden diverted his attention. He decided that he had better check it out because if anyone was going to kill someone; it was going to be him. Lei was chasing Rick, who had been found sleeping with Mariah in the dojo. Mariah was chasing after Lei and trying to tell her brother that absolutely nothing had happened.
Kevin, who had spent the night with Lei on the roof, was perched on the overhang and watching the scene laughing until tears came out of his eyes. As grandpa was enjoying the scene, Hiro tried to sneak out behind him dressed in his Jin of the Gale outfit. Grandpa was more observant than Hiro had anticipated as he spun around and hit his eldest grandson in the stomach with his shinai. He was aiming for something lower since it didn't seem he would get any great-grandchildren from either he or Tyson. "You are not going anywhere, dawg," Grandpa snapped as Hiro held his stomach in pain, "you have some explaining to do. Everyone to the lounge now!"
No one dared to disobey him or argue since most of those present were unable in their current conditions. He got them into the room and glared at the fifteen teens. "I know that some of you are missing," he began, "and I will take care of them later. Right now, I need to deal with all of you. After you have gotten dressed or relieved yourself of your current problem, I want you in the dojo. I think it is time that we had a little talk if you get my drift and don't try to ditch me. I know the identity of everyone here and you will pay even more if ya run off."
The bladers hung their heads as they went about their duties. "You, my boy, are coming with me now," he stated to Hiro, "you may think you are an adult but you are not above being punished by me." "But grandpa," Hiro protested and was whining, "it wasn't just me." "You are the one responsible for the alcohol!" Grandpa raged, "the others aren't old enough to purchase it. What were you thinking? Wait until your father hears about this!"
That threat made Hiro pale even further. Tyson might not have been close to their father but Hiro was. He had spent years with him on archaelogical digs and it was worse being in trouble with both grandpa and his father. Within ten minutes, the other teens were dressed and standing in the dojo. Grandpa made them sit down and began a very long lecture about the consequences of drinking and sex at their ages.
The teens were forced to listen to a three hour lecture and most of them could not stand up when he was finished. You definitely did not want to hear his speech about the birds and the bees. It was quite embarrassing and highly detailed. If they hadn't been in so much trouble, they would have considered if funny but a glare from grandpa silenced all laughter. It didn't help that he was going to tell their respective coaches and parents about this.
Most of them barely made it through the lecture since they were barely conscious and sporting major headaches from the drinking. Their punishment was simple since they had been ordered to clean up the house and property but Hiro had been forced to remain when the others left. Tyson felt sorry for his older brother when the door slide shut because grandpa looked like he was on the verge of murder. The others flinched from the sounds and screams coming out of the dojo but no one dared to ask any questions. Doing clean up was better than whatever grandpa had did to Hiro, who they didn't see until later that evening.
It took most of the day for them to get the house and garden back in order. By then everyone was thinking more clearly and when Miguel and Hillary arrived, they began a chase of the blond captain of the Barthez Battalion since he was the one who had suggested the game that had started all of this trouble. They claimed they wouldn't have been caught if not for it or would have they have slept together. Personally, I think the alcohol killed too many brain cells from that odd bit of logic.Either that or they didn't want to take responsibility for their own actions. Kenny and Emily returned to apologize to the elder Kinomiya but they hadn't gotten drunk like the others. They had only slept together and had remembered to use protection.
Mystel and Rei weren't found until Kevin saw one of the trees moving oddly in the patch of woods behind the dojo. Everyone was curious to how they could do it in a tree but their answers would have to wait. The two didn't come down until later that evening when grandpa had been somewhat pacified by a new bottle of bourbon that Hiro had purchased for him. It was quite amusing to see Hiro grounded since he was older than all of them. Hiro of course hadn't liked it but it had been the only way of getting out of trouble with their father as well.
That left only the two that hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol. Akane and Brooklyn never did return to the dojo to offer an explanation or apology. If she had come back, it might have satisfied the older man but her actions only made Grandpa Ryu want to get his hands on both his only granddaughter and her boyfriend. She and Brooklyn however were on a train to Kyoto. Their subsequent punishment for their involvement in the melee is a story for another day and time.
The End? for now
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