The Tiger and Dragon: One Shots
A Street Fighter Fanfiction
By The Headcrook
Legal BS Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Side Story 2: Late Nights
-Interpol Building, Downtown Tokyo - Valentine's Day...-
Chun Li wanted to cry. Or shoot whoever was in charge.
She was inside her office, going over the last pages of her paperwork, muttering some choice curse words in English, Chinese and Japanese. It was nearly two in the morning and she was still working. She looked outside the window. It had rained earlier that day and the rain has stopped. All she wanted to do was go home and crawl in the bed. Ryu was out of town with Sakura, on a weekend training trip into the mountains of northern Japan, and woudn't be back until later on the following day, leaving her alone.
After filing the last of the paperwork, she took a seat at her desk and sighed. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at the wedding picture of her and Ryu from several months ago. The wedding was in Hong Kong, much to Chun Li's delight, since she hasn't been back since moving and settling in Japan. She had been through a lot in the months following ther wedding. Whether it was having a sister-in-law who was a former Shadowlaw operative, fighting assassins, or having to deal with her version of the Dark Hadou, Ryu was there to support her.
Chun Li was alone in her office. Her partner had just left, and Chun Li guessed that even though there were several other agents working late, she was probably the only person left on the seventh floor. Her work finished, all she wanted to do was just go home. The ringing of the phone brought her out of her thoughts. Wondering who it could be at this time of the morning, Chun Li picked up the receiver.
"Interpol. Inspector Xiang speaking."
"Working late again?"
Chun Li's eyes went wide at the sound of the voice. "Ryu? Where are you?"
"Outside in a phone booth. Sakura and I got back in town about 45 minutes ago. I told her to go on back home while I decided to check up on you. I hope you're hungry, because I got some dinner for us."
"What you got?"
"Some food from that 24-hour Chinese cafe down the street."
"Okay, I'll call the guard downstairs and let him know you're coming. He'll let you in."
Five minutes later, Chun Li stood in front of the elevators out in the hallway. She had ran to the restroom to make sure she was presentable. She knew that Ryu loved her regardless the way she looked but she was in her formal Interpol dress uniform: a short-sleeved khaki shirt, the top button undone, the shirt concealed by a sleevless V-necked sweater, which was a darker shade of brown, and a black mini-skirt. She had taken off her heels and was now wearing a pair of tennis shoes. Her dark brown hair with the noticable crimson streaks were done in her usual braided and bunned style.
Ding.
The elevator doors on her right opened. Out stepped her husband. In his left hand, he was holding an umbrella, while in the other hand he was balancing a paper bag filled with food and a couple of drinks. He was dressed in according to the weather: a sweater and denim jeans. On his feet were a pair of hiking boots. Chun Li was surprised that he wasn't wearing his favorite headband.
Chun Li didn't waste no time. She rushed over to her husband, threw her arms around his neck and greeted him with a long and passionate kiss. Ryu, having missed Chun Li as well, returned the kiss with the same passion...eventhough his hands were full.
When they finally broke off the kiss, Ryu said, grinning, "If I wanted a greeting like that, then I should go on more training trips."
"I wouldn't push your luck, if I were you," Chun Li replied. She then lead him into the closest room, which was the conference room. The room was unlocked, since the custodian was just finishing up cleaning the room. After Chun Li promised the janitor that they would clean up after themselves, the janitor was sent on his way. Chun Li then locked the door behind them, so that no one would intrude on their dinner.
Ryu began to unpack the bag filled with food. He took out several cartons (Chun Li counted four in total), two pairs of chopsticks, and two bottles of cold water (there were four inside, two being water and the other two being iced tea). Chun Li opened the first carton. There were slices of Peking duck inside, her favorite, smothered in duck sauce. The second carton had house fried rice. Ryu had the pepper steak and the same rice as Chun Li in his own cartons.
Chun Li knew that she should be watching her weight, but she knew that no matter what she ate, she always retained her normal weight, thanks to the daily sparring sessions with her husband and his student, not to mention the daily training regimen that she took on a regular basis. She thought that her training was tough, until she took on Ryu's training.
Chun Li poked at her food as she swallowed several pieces of Peking duck. "You remembered my favorite dish," she said.
"It wasn't that hard. You eat this once every other week," Ryu said as he ate his dinner. "You know what day it is?" he asked nonchalantly.
"February 14th," Chun Li replied. "It's Ken's birthday."
"Aside from that," Ryu said. "What also happens on February 14th?"
Chun Li immediately caught on. "It's Valentine's Day." She then remembered something. "Damn. I didn't even have time to get you a present."
"You don't need to get me one," Ryu replied. He then gave his wife a smile. "You're all I want this Valentine's Day."
The Chinese fighter gave her Japanese husband a coy grin. "Are you trying to flatter me, Mr. Hoshi?"
"Don't know," Ryu replied, giving Chun Li the same grin in return. "Is it working?"
Chun Li scooted over closer to her husband. "Maybe."
"Maybe I can give Sakura the day off," Ryu noted.
"And I got tomorrow off as well," Chun Li added. "Then we can spend the day together. Just you and me."
"No fighting," Ryu continued. "No training, no challenges...sounds like a plan."
"Then it's settled then," Chun Li said, beaming. "We spend the day together tomorrow. No fighting, no training, no nothing."
"Deal," Ryu said before he kissed his wife, their dinner for the moment, forgotten as the couple were at the moment, into each other.
