Disclaimer: Why do I even bother? You already know it's not mine...but somebody can give me Ryu Hayabusa? PLEASE! crowd looks at her with wide eyes as people in white coats put her in a straight jacket All I want for Christmas, is my Ryu Hayabusa people at Team Ninja wave swords threateningly...er...Team Ninja's Ryu Hayabusa.
On Christie's orders, Bayman and Leon had watched the bar from the inside of an abandoned warehouse nearby, via an open window. When the bar's lights went out, Bayman and Leon nodded at each other. Now was the time to attack.
Both assassins tied ropes around their waists and then to something sturdy. They jumped out the huge window and landed, despite their size, softly beside one of The Seven Sorrows' upstair windows.
Bayman peeked inside and saw the long-haired man from before. What was the chances of that ever happening again? More than likely none...ever again.
He nudged Leon. "You know the plan Sergei." Bayman glared at him. "Don't call me Sergei and yes, I do know what I'm supposed to do." "Good, now let's get him and get out, before anyone notices we're here." Leon said and checked the window. Leon shook his mentally. These people believed that nothing would ever happen to them, so they left the most obvious places unsecured.
But that was okay by him; hell it made his job easier. He opened the window, and him and Bayman slipped inside, heading for the prone figure of one Ryu Hayabusa on the bed, fast asleep...
Hayate slouched in his plush black recliner and watched Inuyasha, because, frankly, there wasn't anything else interesting on. He didn't know why, but he kept getting restless and kept squirming in his chair. Something was telling him that everything wasn't right and something was going to happen soon. He nearly had a heart attack when he heard the shatter of glass...
Brad Wong looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. He had dark circles under his dark red eyes. "I guess that's what happened when you work all night with no sleep." he muttered to himself. "Damn you Ryu and Ataru." He heard the loud purring of Ryu's tiger outside his master's closed door. Brad sighed. Now he'd have to let the damn cat in. He hated it, because Ryu's tiger disliked him and he returned the feelings tenfold. He approached the exotic looking tiger and heard it growl as he walked up to it.
Ataru was wild looking. He had all black fur and white stripes instead of the other way around. And his eyes. Oh his eyes were definitely one-of-a-kind. Brad had never seen a tiger with such eyes. They were a lavendar color. And it's pupils were a bright orange, making the light purple seem much brighter than they really were. Ataru's eyes seemed like they could pierce anythings soul...just like Ryu's eyes seemed to do on occasion...
Brad shook his head, and glanced down at his hand, just now realizing he held his glass cup he used to swish water with when he brushed his teeth. He didn't want to go back, so he gently opened the door and let the tiger in. He nearly started when he heard two other voices in the room, that were in no way, shape, or form Ryu's.
"How do we go about this?" Leon asked. He hadn't ever kidnapped anyone before, just killed them. That was the main reason Donovan hired him in the first place. "Firstly, we need to restrain him, then we get him and go." Bayman said. Notice the sarcasm.
Brad, unaware that his grip was slipping on his cup, nearly gasped. Why were these people after Ryu? They sounded dangerous whoever they were. That was when his glass fell from his grasp and shattered on the hardwood floor...
Hayate jumped out of his chair and sprinted up the stairs as fast as he could go. He got there in record time and came face-to-face with the very people he was running from...
Bayman and Leon nearly started when they heard glass shattering right outside the door. Both men looked at each other. Someone had overheard them, and had quite possibly already gotten help. They both pulled out .48 caliber revolvers and pointed them at the door.
Bayman jerked it open and saw their original target: Hayate Jukanin. A two-for-one deal if all went well.
"Well, well, well. It's a pleasure to see you again." Bayman greeted icily. Leon stood behind him. Hayate's eyes flicked past them for a second, and saw Ryu silently getting out of the bed coming towards them. Hayate wanted to tell him to stay back, but saw what he was really doing: readying fireballs while whispering quietly to a huge tiger that suddenly appeared as if it had been observing everything and just now decided to take action. Before Hayate could stop Ryu, he yelled: "Now!" and attacked.
Ryu flung two fireballs at the two male assassins. Surprised they both twirled around. Bayman doesn't dodge the flame as quickly as he would have liked, and it streaked right over his left side, burning it badly. Leon, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. Yes, he may have dodged the fireball, but he got hit head on by Ataru and tackled to the ground.
Ataru for his part, kept reaching for Leon's jugular. He didn't get it, but instead bit his shoulder. Leon cried out in pain and tried shooting it off of him. He shot at the huge cat blindly, and was rewarded with a screeching sound and a thud.
Ryu, hearing the gunshot, turned his head toward his kitty. He saw his beloved tiger lying on the floor, blood pooling around it. "Ataru!" he yelled. He was pissed now. It was one thing to hurt him, but to hurt the people and animals close to him was another thing entirely.
Forgetting completely about Hayate, Leon with much difficulty, and Bayman aimed their weapons at Ryu. "Now, prepare to die little man." Bayman said, and he and Leon pulled their triggers.
What happened next, surprised everybody present. Out of the corner of his eye, Ryu saw his forged blade dubbed "Ryuken" laying on his nightstand. In the blink of an eye, Ryu grabbed it, unsheathed it, and sliced the bullets in half.
Knowing that they were way in over their heads, both assassins ran toward th still open window and jumped out of it, before the enraged Ryu could get to them. Remembering Ataru, Ryu dropped the sword with a loud clang and ran over.
Ataru whimpered when his master moved him over to get a better look at the wound.
The gun shot wound wasn't as bad as he previously thought. He did the same thing he did earlier in the day to Hayate, and healed him.
That was when Brad came inside the room holding a shotgun. He looked around and muttered: "Darn! I'm too late!" Despite the severity of the situation, both Japanese men looked at Brad, then at each other and openly laughed.
"Ryu, it's not safe for you here. You need to get Ataru and leave with Hayate." Brad said after both men had calmed down. Ryu felt his breath hitch, his heart literally stopped beating, and he felt his stomach drop to his feet. Leave? That word was foreign to him now. He couldn't just waltz out on Brad! He wasn't that type of person! And he told him as much.
"You can't stay here Ryu! It's not safe for you to be here any longer!" "What if they come back?" Ryu asked quietly. He couldn't fathom leaving practically the closest thing to father that he had, behind. "They won't. They're after you. Not me."
Hayate stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do. Was he supposed to say something? One look at Brad's and Ryu's faces told him that this conversation was personal. So he stood there like a hat stand; motionless and silent.
Despite his gut instinct, and heart telling him not to go, his mind told him to be logical. If he left The Seven Sorrows, then the assassins wouldn't have a reason to come back there...Right? He certainly hoped so. But as he ran after Hayate in the woods, something told Ryu that he would undoubtedly regret his decision later...