The Way Of The Dragon

REWRITEN

STOOOOOOOOOOOP the mother fucking banana shit right there.

At first I would like to point out that the first two chapters were rewritten. The 1st one almost completely and the second one is 50:50. And maybe I'll rewrite the third one. I dunno.

Alrighty then. On to the show!

Disclaimer: Every thing in this fic is thought up. Any kind of similarity is pure coincidence. It's characters belong to Takao Aoki-sama, I only own the idea and the plot.

Summary: Takao Tyson Kinomiya,is moving to Japan,with his father,stepmother and new brother.He gets hit by a truck and gains a remarkable ability.Now he'll save young maiden!Takao PoV:Beware of his inner monolog of doom! KaiTyson, slight!EnriOli

Author: Reya Teniko (insert her former internet alias etc.)

NOTES: Rated PG15 FOR A REASON! P

''Talking'' Takao's Ability Actions

Chapter 1 /Meeting the family/

(Takao PoV)

My name is Takao Tyson Granger Kinomiya. Yes. It's a long name, deal with it.

And…I am currently feeling very wet.

…Not like that you pervs! Jeez! And they said Tokyo was a nice place with friendly, turstable people! Well I guess they were wrong weren't they?

You all are just a bunch of pervs!

'Huff.'

Awww….I was just kidding, gee wiz. Get your panties out of a knot. What I meant was I'm soaking wet as in I'm currently standing under a major ass rain fall.

Now you all are probably wondering, why the heck would such a handsome and stunning guy like me stand alone, soaking in the rain?

The answer my soon to be admirers is simple.

My dear, sweet, loving, caring, bastard of a Father forgot to pick me up from the airport. Some 4 hours ago.

But that's the part I can easily forgive (Because I am forgiving and cool like that. Go me.)

The part that pisses me off is that the cleaning lady locked me the fuck out.

WHYYYY? What have I ever done to you? Did I kick your dog or something? Alright! I admit the joke with the cleaning soap and the bubble fountain in the mens' bathroom form 1 and a half hour ago wasn't that funny but you've had to admit it was pretty funny how the Director lost his balance.

Maaaa…So much for helping a human soul!

Well and approximately 40 minutes ago it started raining, which resulted into my previous statement. I am drenched to the bone. And I smell like wet doggy.

Oh yeah. Life's grand.

Well since I have nothing better to do then sit here on the wet concrete with the old cleaning ladies (Yes there are more of them….) staring at me from the glassed doors, I'll bore you and me to death with my rambling about my family.

''TAAAAKAOOOOO!''

I blink the water from my eyes. Well if it isn't my good-for-nothing father and his, sorry our new family.

''Ah…sorry we're a bit late.'' My father rumbles as he proceeds to throw my suitcases into the back of the small van, probably rented.

''Get in honey!'' My step mom gushes and throws me onto the back seat, and I promptly crash into someone's tights.

''Get off you fag.''

Ladies and gentlemen, my step brother, I'll rant about him later.

I buckle my seatbelt and listen halfheartedly to the stuff my dad and new-mom ramble on about. Now where was I?

Ah yes. I was about to bore you about mindless facts about my family that you still need to know. Insert sly mental grin here please.

My dad's name is Deichiro Kinomiya. He works' as a director slash CEO type person at the Tokyo National Museum. He pretty much likes dead buried people and dead mummified people; mummies for you undereducated ones. He has long brown hair and I shit you not purple eyes.

Well about 11 years ago he married the she bitch AKA my mother Joan Granger. They divorced when I was 5 and she practically kidnapped me and dragged me to LA. That's probably the only reason why I have such a long name. And then, little after my 16th birth day, she ran away with a cop.

My brother on the other hand was far more lucky then I. He got to stay with dad while I was rotting away in some small run down apartment building. Okay. I'm exaggerating, it wasn't that bad.

But to think I haven't seen him for 11 years. I mean okay there were phone calls and letters but….I'm kinda touchy if my brother's the subject. I kinda look up to him. Heh. He used to wear a long pony tail. I wonder if he cut it off.

GAAAH! Now I got all sentimental because of telling you all this shit!

Anyway, it's said he has his way with the ladies…Hah. I laugh. His name's Hitoshi, but we just call him Hiro. Or Hiro-chan to annoy him. snickersnicker

''What are you goofing around? Get out of the car.'' A stoic voice snaps me from my musings and I blink at my step brother.

He's holding the car door open.

''Hwa…?'' I blink a few more times just for kicks (and to annoy Bryan) and ever so lazy step out of the car.

''Bring me my suitcases bellboy.'' I try my best snotty accent and it works since Bryans face goes red with anger.

''You little…'' He growls but before he can do anything serious to me (as if!) new-mom steps in and pushes me towards my new home.

Oh….My…God… I, Takao Tyson Kinomiya is standing in front of this huge, big, beautiful, GEORGEUS house. I think I can even see a pool back there!

I, Takao Kinomiya have my own pool. Could life get anything better then that?

OOMPF. I suddenly get the air knocked out of me as Bryan slams my bag into my stomach.

Thanks. I can just see it we are so going to get along. I suppose I could tell you about those to a little bit couldn't I?

Well, new-moms name is Liana Lenov and she's half Japanese, half Russian. She has short blond hair with a couple of brown streaks here and there. Her personality is weird though. she's constantly happy and smiling.

Quite the opposite of her is well her son. Who is a total FREAK! Haha, no just kidding. He's not half bad, HE'S EVEN WORSE! Dude, guys, chill I'm just messing with your heads. His name; Bryan Lenov, born in Russia, raised and (heaven forbid) bred in Japan. He has gray hair that has some kind of purple shades in it and dull grey eyes. He also has this constantly impassive look on his face, which literally screams ''Ignorance is bliss''.

And he never talks.

Alright, I admit. The last one is a lie.

Right, well guys thanks for listening to my rambling but I'm off to bed now. I have to put my stuff in my room tomorrow and all that jazz.

Don't you just love that sentence? And all that jazz.

It has such a nice ring to it. All that jazz. I could keep saying it like, forever. All that jazz.

I'm rambling aren't I?

Well GOOD NIGHT PEEPS!

At this point I would like to thank the people who keep up with my irregular writing habits and to those who review and are sticking with me from my small crap like beginnings to this:DDD You guys rock! VER SPECIAL THANKS TO MY BETA!

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