AN- Well, hopefully, some of you people will review this.... Special note for people who are following this story. I have a special treat in store. This chapter brings the return of Bryan from chapter one. Bryan is a real person and has just registered here on fanfiction under the name of "tewksindahat". From chapter 6 on, Klyde and Bryan's paths split. We will release new chapters simultaneously, one from each of our separate viewpoints. The effect we hope will be good, as far as I know, this is a new technique. Hopefully this will work out nicely, so please, more so than ever, review our works and let us know how this little experiment is going. Klyde! (PS - and no, this wont make sense to anyone but me and a few others, but Donato is a fool.)

Ow.

Yeah.... Definitely ow.

Where the hell am I?.....

Did I say ow yet?

Yea dude.

Okay.

Why am I talking to myself?

I dunno. Why don't you tell me?

Me?.....

Oh crap.

Huh?

"Hey kid! Get up!"

Klyde sat up slowly, wincing as he moved his back. "What the hell happened?"

The bartender laughed. "Do you realize how much you drank?"

"... I could probably guess...."

The bartender rattled off the list of drinks Klyde had downed. Klyde gave him a strange look.

"No one can drink that much."

"That's what I told you, but you just told me to shut up. You said that what you didn't know wouldn't hurt you."

"Oh.... I was wrong."

"Yea, I would say so."

A thought ran through Klyde's head. He patted his pants. Thankfully, his money pouch was still where he had left it. He pulled it out. "Sweet, my money is still here."

The bartender smiled. "Yep, I kept the scavengers from ya."

"Wow, thanks!"

The bartender's smile didn't move. "Yeah... about that. Your bill came to.... 2000 yuan." The bartender reached into Klyde's pouch and removed the money.

"Hey! That was more than 2000!"

"Yeah. Damages. You fight messy."

Klyde looked into his pouch sadly. "Damn.... Just enough for a plane ticket home. Maybe this is a sign..."

Two days later found Klyde arriving back in his hometown on Long Island.

Standing at the airport waiting for him was Bryan. Klyde looked shocked. "How did you know I was gonna be here?"

Bryan shook his head. "I didn't I thought you'd be back sooner. I've just been sitting here waiting since you left."

"Seriously?"

"No, but it's a good cover story, don't you think?"

"Cover story? Cover story for what? How did you know?"

Bryan smiled. "The answer is...." He held up a sack. "Cheeseburgers."

Klyde's question disappeared in the air as he grabbed the cheeseburgers. "Sweet!!!!" and he ran off like a little kid.

Bryan shook his head. It's good thing he's so easily distracted... Don't want him to know how far I've come along with energy training. If he knew I could trace his energy, then he would know I had some more tricks up my sleeve.

Back at their usual training grounds, Klyde had finished retelling his story to Bryan over burgers.

"..yeah, so then I got off this plane, and then I got these burgers! .....uhhh, yeah, that's it."

Bryan looked at Klyde with amazement." Wow. You did all that? Who would've thought it? Just imagine what would have happened if I had went instead! I could've ruled the world or something."

Klyde gave Bryan a dirty look.

"What? It's true! Your style is unrefined, you don't take your fights seriously, and your mouth does more damage than your attacks!"

"No!.... well, alright... maybe... but you still suck."

"Wow. Good response numbnuts."

"...... ow."

"Well, listen. We should spend the rest of the day relaxing. Why don't we go into the city and hit up an arcade or something?"

Klyde jumped up. "That's a great idea! I love going into Metro City! Arcades are fun!"

Klyde grabbed Bryan's arm and ran off.

Klyde and Bryan were walking down a street in uptown Metro City. The sounds of Klyde singing could be heard from several blocks away.

"I'm gonna school you in video games! I'm gonna school you in video games! Every game there is, I'll kick your ass, IIIINNNN IIIITTTTT!!!!!!!!!" Dah dah dah dah dah!"

Bryan gave Klyde a dirty look. "You really are dumb. Quiet down and calm yourself!"

Klyde grinned. "But I love kicking your face in at video games!"

"Fine! But you don't have to be so loud about it!"

"Yes, I do! I'm the best!" Klyde threw his fists into the air. The sound of fist hitting flesh echoed out and a body hit the floor behind them. A flood of coins rolled out across the floor. Klyde turned and saw a man in a prison outfit laid out on the ground. Scattered everywhere around him were gold coins leaking from a big sack with a $ embroidered on it.

"Wahoo! Quarters! Quick, Bryan! Grab as many as you can! It's time for all of our training to pay off!"

Klyde began rapidly grabbing the coins and shoving them in his gi. Bryan looked at the man, who had lifted himself off of the ground. He unfolded himself to his full impressive height and glared at Klyde. Next to the man's face was a wanted poster that was an exact replica of the man standing next to it.

Bryan read the name on the poster. ?"

The man named Cody turned toward Klyde and lifted him up off the ground. Klyde didn't notice, as he still continued reaching for the coins. He realized he was being held and swung a fist behind him without looking. "Bryan, let go! I gotta get these quarters before this....bozzo...wakes...." At this point Klyde had turned around and noticed that his fist had done no damage. Cody growled. "up?" Cody took Klyde and threw him into Bryan. After the two had untangled themselves from each other, they faced Cody down.

"What the hell do you two punks think you're doing?"

Klyde put on an angry face. "I was trying to get those coins, and you stopped me!"

Bryan pointed a finger at Cody. "That's you on the wanted poster! You are a lawbreaker! In the name of justice, it is my duty to bring you in!"

Klyde gave Bryan a look of complete disbelief. "Dude, did you see this guy? Where are you gonna take him? I don't think he'll fit."

Bryan turned to Klyde. "It doesn't matter. Besides, this is a great training exercise."

"Training exercise?! Are you kidding? I'll show you exercise!"

Cody ran forward and slid on one foot. The other foot came at Bryan at chest level. Bryan threw up his hands in a block and still went crashing into a wall. Klyde ran up behind Cody and went to throw a punch. Cody heard him coming a swung his foot around behind him to catch Klyde. Right before the foot connected, Klyde threw his head back, just managing to miss the blow. Klyde grinned and thumbed his nose at Cody. Bryan groaned.

"Klyde, you're an idiot."

Cody brought both hands together in an upward hammer strike, catching Klyde's chin with his metal handcuffs. Klyde lifted off into the air, and as he came down, Cody preformed a spinning kick and sent him into a trash can. Klyde landed in the can and rolled, coming to a stop against a wall. Cody went to press his attack on Klyde, when Bryan kicked into action. He launched himself off the wall with both of his feet into a lunging tackle. Cody turned and produced a knife from seemingly nowhere and threw it, the knife embedding itself in Bryan's shoulder, the force of the throw stopping his tackle completely, dropping him to the ground.

"Dumb kid." Cody turned back around to see Klyde crouching, readying himself for an uppercut attack, garbage hanging all over him, and the can's lid still on his head. Klyde leapt up the second he saw Cody's eyes. Cody took a step back in surprise as Klyde's fist connected with his jaw. Cody's head snapped up, and Klyde spun around with his signature elbow, catching it in Cody's exposed throat. Cody bent over double, cluthing at his throat. He managed to cough out a "bastard..." before Klyde jumped on top off him, slamming his fists into him wildly. "Bryan! Now would be a good time to..."

Klyde was cut off as he looked over at Bryan. Bryan had been spending this time charging energy. "Jump, stupid!!!" Klyde took another second to process what had been said and then nodded. Klyde jumped out of the way as Bryan released all the energy at Cody. "Shinkuu Hadoken!!!" Cody stood up to grab at Klyde. "You little shit! I'm gonna..."

Klyde wordlessly pointed behind Cody. The criminal turned around just in time to catch Bryan's energy full on in the chest. Cody flew into a wall and didn't move, still smoking. Klyde looked down at Bryan and noticed the knife in his shoulder. "Aw jeez dude... ummm...." Klyde looked around frantically for something to wrap the wound with. Finding nothing, he ripped off a portion of his pants, and formed a makeshift bandage. After tending to Bryan's wounds, he heard sirens approaching. He hoisted Bryan onto his shoulder and ran off as fast as he could. For a few seconds, nothing could be heard in the alley save for the sirens, and then Klyde ran back in, Bryan still on his shoulders, and scooped up more coins. Then he ran for good.

Several hours later, Klyde and Bryan were standing in the arcade. Bryan had used some of his energy to heal himself, ignoring Klyde's questions about how he knew to do it. Klyde had eventually given up asking, and now he was trying to get tokens.

"Yeah dude, I need as many tokens as I can get for... this!" Klyde dropped five of the gold coins onto the counter. The arcade attendant looked at the coins with wide eyes before shakily handing Klyde his entire hip pouch and snatching the coins. Then he wordlessly went off into the back room, stroking the coins.

Klyde turned to Bryan. "Look, I know you're hurt and all, but that's no excuse. I still need to whoop your ass in Fatal Fury!"

"Are you joking?"

"Nope. Move it."

Bryan hung his head and went to go get his ass kicked.

AN- Wowie. Long chapter, huh? Oh well. In three days, Bryan and I will both put our versions of the next chapter out. So look for it. Remember, Bryan's name is Tewksindahat. And I would assume you know who I am. So look for the new installments, coming soon to a near you.