Chapter 10

"New Challenger"

"How is Ken's training going?" Honoka asked lightly, simultaneously defeating Apachai once again in Othello. Said Master of Muay Thai seemed shocked at the devastating defeat even though he had suffered worse on multiple occasions. This time, he had actually held his ground before being completely subdued in the strategy game. "APA!"

"Kenichi has been training much harder ever since his defeat against Tsuji." Miu replied as she cleaned the dojo around them. Her brother had just returned from school and missed her sitting on the porch. "The Masters were not pleased."

"I bet." Honoka couldn't imagine what Super Masters felt like when their disciples were defeated by street punks. "That must have been rough. Are they teaching him techniques yet?"

One thing that Honoka had noticed during her brother's defeat was his lack of versatility and combination attacks. Even though he was physically strong enough and quick enough to evade Tsuji, he didn't know what to do with his superior athletic ability. The only moments he had struck the street punk was only during times when he knew he could have attacked, and not when he should have attacked. Kenichi lacked what people called 'instinct' for the most part - well, that's what she thought anyway.

"He is ready for it. However, Kenichi-kun has refused the training from us." Akisame spoke from behind them.

"Why not?" Honoka asked in a bemused tone.

To decline technique training was unheard of to the brunette. She had literally waited day after day for her Master to teach her techniques. And if there was one thing she truly favored among the cruel days of training, it was the technique training he would give her randomly now and then. After those lessons, Honoka could practically feel her capacity for fighting rise - it was foolish to decline that, especially if the Master believed the student was ready.

Fact of the matter was, Kenichi needed techniques to make up for his naively honest style of fighting. He didn't know what to do when an opponent was open and he had no clue how to take advantage of a downed opponent. Her brother had acceptable physical abilities but his style was too simple and straight forward. Any decent martial artist could wipe the floor with him.

"He believes that it would be 'too difficult' for him."

The girl palmed her face hard.

And moved another random piece on the Othello board, defeating Apachai once again.

"Hey Honoka, what are you doing here?" Kenichi asked, walking in from his room. The girl couldn't hold back her glare but answered anyway.

"Mom and Dad has asked me to visit every now and then to check on your...progress here. You know, ever since you decided to become a Home-Disciple. To make sure that staying here full time is NOT a waste for you." She made sure to emphasize that last sentence, much to the amusement of the Masters. "Take the technique training, Ken'. Don't make me tell them that you're slacking off because you're too scared to do it."

He sighed condescendingly. "You wouldn't understand, Honoka. They're monsters!" He pointed a quivering finger at the group of Masters.

While she wouldn't disagree that they were monsters, they were Masters first and foremost. Also, his arrogant tone rubbed her the wrong way. That won't do. "If they believe that you're ready, then you are." That was the last thing she said before returning to her game with Apachai and occasionally glancing at her brother's work out.

"Have you done your training yet?" He tried to counter a while later. Honoka scoffed at his childish attempt to rile her up.

"I wake up at four in the morning every day to complete my training.

A marathon run up the mountain, strict form training and mix up of other stuff ranging from weapon training to meditation. For her most secret techniques - the girl would practice in the wilds, away from the seeing eyes.

"O-oh, right."

The next hour was filled with moans and groans of painful efforts. Honoka had grown bored of his usual routine and tried to find something entertaining to watch - defeating others in Othello had become second nature to her. Her life had become quite dull lately. She visited the orphanage yesterday and had tea with Haku. Other than that, the girl was just very lonely. The Chinese Mafia had been very quiet recently so there was nothing on the Yokohama end.

Not to mention, she did not fancy having to see the skank anytime soon.

"Bored, Honoka-san?" Akisame had been watching her defeat Apachai again and again for the past hour while overlooking Kenichi's physical training.

"It's a nice day. The sun is out, clouds are moving about...and I just feel relaxed. Yeah, kind of bored." Was her reply.

"Then..." His smile turned absolutely devilish for a brief second. "How about a spar with our number one disciple here."

It didn't matter what the other Masters were doing, they all turned their heads to Akisame and Honoka. Sakaki made no effort to hide the huge smile on his face while Kensei just stared at the grounds where they fight in anticipation. Originally, it had been his plan to match the girl up with Miu but they all decided that it would have been better to start with their disciple first. If they were lucky, her defeating him would knock some sense of urgency into the boy.

The girl shrugged. "I don't mind." Honoka wasn't shy about showing off her skills. Also, it was becoming clear that her brother needed to learn a lesson in observation.

"What? Don't be ridiculous, sensei!? I-I can't fight my own sister! I might- hurt her, you know?" Kenichi was obviously against the idea. "Not to mention it is against my beliefs to hit a girl!"

His sister narrowed her eyes and whispered in a low voice. "He still has that old fashioned belief. The Valkyries would have a field day with him..."

"You don't have to hit her, per say." Sakaki mentioned grudgingly and took another sip of his beer.

Kenichi tilted his head in confusion. "What do you mean, Sakaki-shisho?"

Honoka piped in while she was stretching her body. "Points for the head and body?" She asked out loud. Her deceptively weighted jacket was still on - there was no need to give up her restraints.

Akisame nodded. "First to three." Honoka scoffed, amused by their not so subtle eagerness.

Miu answered Kenichi's question. "Sometimes during a spar, all you have to do is position yourself for a clean hit and we count that as points. So when you feel like you're about to hit Honoka, just stop and see where you are. We don't usually do that but...since you won't harm your opponent in this case."

"You shouldn't have to worry about that." Kensei waved off. "Just do your best, Kenichi!"

Miu was put off a bit and a seed of suspicion grew inside of her. The Master had said that as if Honoka was already more advanced than Kenichi. He did mention that she had been practicing for five years but never really got into detail. "...That's weird." She decided to actually analyze Honoka rather than be deceived by her innocent facade.

The two siblings faced each other. The younger of the two bowed, and the elder followed her example.

"Ready?" Honoka got into a settled into a standard spear-hand stance that was meant to defend, not attack. Kenichi didn't seem familiar with it.

"I'm still uncomfortable with this."

His sister just grinned. "Just don't make excuses." She was absolutely at calm if her steady breathing was to indicate.

"Go!" Kenichi was hesitant to move first but did so since Honoka did not even show any inclination to move. That was the first mistake. She easily deflected his half-assed right punch with her left fore-hand, knocked away his other guard with the same hand and then positioned her right fist to strike his open face. The boy flinched and waited for the attack to hit but opened his eyes to see her stop just inches before contact.

"One to Honoka." Sakaki mumbled. "That was pathetic Kenichi. Take this more seriously!"

"H-hai!" He gave his sister a second glance. "She's fast."

"She's only moving fast enough to just outclass Kenichi..." Akisame mentally smacked his disciple upside head. "Come on, disciple - you should be good enough to at least make her apply effort."

"Again." Akisame started.

This time, Kenichi was a little more aggressive but he didn't overdo himself, still afraid to harm his sister. Once again, she waited for a wide right punch and grabbed his arm - using his small momentum to her advantage and pulled it down with her left arm. In that moment she span behind him and positioned her right elbow to 'strike' the back of his head.

"That's the technique you were gonna teach Kenichi, wasn't it, Apachai?" Sakaki asked. The Thai man shook his head.

"No! But it looks the same, APA!"

"Two to Honoka." Akisame sighed and spoke up. "It is an insult to your sister's hard work that you're refusing to take this seriously, Kenichi-kun."

"B-but-"

"You are too kind Ken'." Honoka told him. "But it is not kindness when I am hurt out there in the field because you won't help me improve."

Not that she thought he was that good yet of course. But he would be soon if his Masters upped his training.

The boy remembered similar words from the Elder and his eyes hardened a bit.

He wasn't going to go all out but it was probably the best she could draw from him. His punches were sharper but they were still slow to her trained eyes. She calmly weaved through them as if they were in slow motion and when he stretched his right arm too far, Honoka got behind the punching arm and simultaneously 'landed' an upper-cut counter aimed at his chin.

"This was too easy for her." Miu realized. "She isn't breathing any differently since the beginning."

Kenichi had been sweating slightly but he wasn't tired per say. It was just surprising that Honoka didn't even look winded; in fact, one would have thought that she had only just began while Kenichi had been fighting with a decent amount of effort.

"You weren't very aggressive either, Honoka." Kenichi mentioned, despite the fact that his Masters had moaned at him to be more aggressive, the girl was the exact opposite.

"Strike last, hit first." She shrugged and bowed for the sake of etiquette. "You don't want me to get aggressive. Good spar."

Kenichi took those words at face value. Everyone else heard the in between the lines translation.

Even Miu was starting to realize it. "How did the others know?" Never would she have believed that Kenichi's super cute little sister was the superior martial artist. The girl was just so cute that it was hard to see anything past it.

"Why didn't you..." A monotone voice spoke from the rooftops of the dojo. "...use your weapon?"

"Weapon?" Miu quirked a brow, as did Kenichi.

"I like using my fists." Honoka twitched under her gaze, unnerved that the lady Master could see through her so easily. That answer caused the monotone woman to sulk from her spot. "Well, that was fun I guess." It really wasn't. The spar was actually very dull and she would probably have to take her frustration out on Renka tomorrow. She hated that her brother went easy on her. Not because of her own pride - but rather, she felt this attitude was a downfall of Kenichi. Honoka only hoped his Masters would beat it out of him soon.

"That looked fun!" A voice said from the gates. Next to a large man, Honoka recognized the boxer from the day he had rescued Kenichi. Hayato stood beside him - he was probably the one who opened the door.

"Takeda-san!" Kenichi walked over to him and began to talk. Honoka smiled at that and just went back to the Othello board.

Miu had walked behind her. "You're very good, Honoka-chan."

"Thanks." She took the comment in stride. "He's getting better. I still think he needs the technique training."

"I agree." The blonde nodded. "We met someone named Kisara Nanjou today after school. According to one of Kenichi's friends, she is one of the Elite members of a group called 'Ragnarok'."

Honoka did not show her eagerness. "And?"

"Kenichi didn't want to fight her because of his beliefs." That was just like him. "But had he fought, Kenichi would have easily lost."

"How does she fight?"

"Her legs were developed extensively. I suspect Taekwondo." Honoka dwelled on that for a moment.

"That's interesting. If you think her muscles were good...then they must be." She commented. "Jiujitsu techniques can be a good counter to that. Not that he knows any." Honoka muttered.

Miu just grinned and acknowledged. "It's definitely on his mind now after this loss." Honoka shook her head.

"I doubt it." Was her reply, "I love him but he's a simpleton with a macho-man complex. That idiot."

The blonde giggled then sent a side-ways glance at the two boys.

"Something wrong?"

"Takeda-san used to be a part of Ragnarok but after Kenichi fought him, they became friends... so he quit. Apparently, Ragnarok plans to do something called a 'quitters lynch' on him." The girl sounded worried.

"Ragnarok..." The brunette regarded coldly for a moment, catching Miu's undivided attention. "They sure are a nuisance."

She moved another random piece on the board, once again defeating Apachai.

Elsewhere - Later

Kenichi looked at the downed form of Tsuji Shinnosuke and was shocked by how much he had improved in the past couple weeks.

"Damn it!" The mop-head grunted. "I'm on a losing streak! Argh, my head still hurts from that damn Xinku bastard!"

That caught Kenichi's attention. "Xinku? Another member of Ragnarok?"

Tsuji scoffed. "More like Ragnarok's arch nemesis. A mystery person who's been single-handedly going around wiping out small groups. I heard she's already wiped the floor with one of our larger bases last week - it was one of Thor's hideouts, I think."

He could only assume that this Thor was a member of Ragnarok and one of the Eight Fists Haruo had told him about. Kenichi wasn't sure what to think of a person hunting down Ragnarok members.

Maybe he'd ask Haruo about it later. Maybe. The alien was too damn annoying sometimes.

A few minutes later and a pep talk from Kenichi lead to the mop-head making his own decision to leave Ragnarok. "With my troops gone and Kisara's rise, there's no need for me to be here! I'll be back to defeat you, Kenichi!"

That really was very weird.

"Oh and I'll let you know as a reward for beating me, that fake boxer's lynching will come soon!"

And with that, he left Kenichi to his thoughts and a new found determination.

Ryouzanpaku - Inside the Dojo

"Now this is very entertaining." Honoka smiled, resting her chin on her hand as she played yet another game. This time though, it was Miu who was entertaining her. She wasn't any better than Apachai. In fact, she was sure Apachai was now a superior player to Miu.

She had defeated the blond girl in minutes.

"First, intentionally make your opponent block your chop!" Akisame began his technique, "Next, punch the sides!"

"Nice combo." She commented lightly. "Ooooh! A back chop and a knee to the face! At the same time!" Kensei laughed at her enthusiasm.

"Hip toss! Then when you have your opponent completely suppressed with your feet, both hands are free! And last but not least is the killing-" He punched the spot next to Kenichi's downed head. "-blow!"

The brunette couldn't help but clap at the good show. "That was awesome." She admitted. It was rare to find a Jiujitsu Master for some reason. Most people just went with Judo which was a more modernized version.

Akisame then commanded Kenichi to do the moves one thousand times each until it was ingrained in his memory.

"Shame he didn't make it to Chinese Kempo." The youngest girl said. "They have some good techniques. Though, the Karate one was pretty cool too."

"What do you do against multiple opponents, Honoka-chan?" Miu asked as she tried to decide what piece to move.

Her only reply was a casual wave of the hand. "Depends. I can do a few things. I like to fly sometimes."

How cryptic of her.

"Hm, well - I think it's about time I headed home." She checked her watch. "Good bye, Miu-san."

"Bye Honoka-chan!"

As the young girl went to the gates, she met up with the blue haired boxer. "Oh, Kenichi's little sister. Honoka right?" He gave her a charming smile.

"Nice to meet you, Takeda-san." She inclined her head politely. "Going home?"

He seemed a bit nervous. "Yes. Which way are you going?"

"Not gonna walk me home like a real gentleman?" She teased him with a haughty grin. "I'm going left!"

Takeda just laughed off her joke. "Have a nice night." He went the other way. Honoka however, was not fooled and immediately hid in an alley to switch to her vigilante uniform.

"Guess I'll follow him. If they come for him, I'll take out the group."

Later

Honoka watched as Takeda and his best friend named Ukita - who boldly betrayed Ragnarok at a very critical moment - fight off the Ragnarok group with their well developed teamwork. It was a fairly emotional moment that left her wishing for a friend of that caliber. "They actually seem to have things under control." She muttered behind a large tree in the alley.

However, things went down hill went the boss girl herself jumped in. She was a red-head that wore a nice green cap and had attractive legs. Honoka acknowledged her as a decent fighter from what she was seeing so far since Takeda - who wasn't half bad himself - couldn't seem to keep up with the pace of a Taekwondo user of her caliber. The red-head was far superior to the other idiot who had been talking big a while back.

"You know." Honoka decided to finally show herself. She had decided to go with the standard sitting on higher grounds entrance today. "Twenty on one is hardly fair. I guess that's why they call it a lynching. I guess you have to make up for inferior skills in some way."

That seemed to rile the girl up. Good, she'd become easier to predict. "Tch! You're that Xinku person, aren't you?"

"Oh? You're that Superhero!" A battered Takeda recognized the figure from a few weeks back. "You're here to help me?"

The masked figure nodded at him eliciting a thankful smile.

"I'll take her right after I break this fool's arm off!" The idiot - Honoka couldn't for the life of her connect a name to his face - yelled out loud. However, he was stopped suddenly when a punch took him by surprise and launched him to the ground.

"Kenichi's here." She was surprised. Takeda certainly didn't dial the phone. It must have been an accident. "Hm."

Miu eyed the mysterious figure for a moment with a curious look on her face. "That's Xinku?" It was the same person that had cut off Tsuji's little gang.

"Oi! Take out Xinku! I'll handle Shirahama and that cow-breast!" Miu seemed very offended by the breast comment.

"Fine, fine." Koga muttered and faced Honoka with a arrogant smile. "Bring i-" Honoka kicked him hard enough in the gut to take away his wind. "I saw you trying to break the boxer's arm over there." She commented and dodged two incoming punches from behind her without looking. Koga snarled.

"And what about it?!"

"This." She let out a tid-bit of killer intent and kicked down on his right leg. Hard. His scream of utter pain momentarily stopped the fighting. "With this, your life as a delinquent is over. I broke your leg - it can be fixed of course. But you will never find the courage to fight again."

The Ragnarok troops now seemed hesitant to approach the cloak wearing girl.

Honoka easily dispatched the others and watched her reckless brother fight off people with one hand because his other one got stuck in the fence. Miu was fighting off Kisara with relative ease due to her superior speed and experience.

It looked like a win for them until Honoka heard foot steps come from behind her. "Hm?" She turned to see a hooded figure with pentagrams sewn into his leather gloves . The masked brunette had to admit that it was a pretty cool uniform but a bit too flashy for her taste.

Kisara spared a glance and bit out. "What the fuck Hermit?! I told you that I've got this."

"Not from what I see." The enigmatic figure replied coolly and got into what Honoka recognized as a Piguaquan stance. "I'll handle this one."

"Hm. You seem interesting." Xinku replied calmly and returned with her own form.

Hermit used a unique combination of joint attacks. A chop from his left became an elbow the next moment. Fortunately for Honoka, she had seen this style used by a couple of Phoenix Alliance members. What interested her was the fact that he was more skilled with it then anyone she had ever met at disciple level. Tilting her head to avoid the elbow, Honoka rose her knee to strike his stomach - which was avoided by a back step from Hermit. "I see that you have training in Piguaquan (Chop Hanging Fist) and Bajiquan (Eight Extreme Fist)."

"Hmph!" Hermit let out a small battle cry. Honoka smiled and stepped into his guard to counter his initial strike but arched back to dodge due to a sudden change of direction. It was a very deceptive move from the boy - she landed on her hands and used her feet to defend her body from any incoming blows.

"Heh, you're not bad." She said through her distorted mask voice and proceeded to flip back into an open space.

"You're pretty arrogant for someone who hasn't even landed a single hit on me!" The sixth fist snarked back. "Are you taking this seriously?"

"There are three sorts of opponents out there. One; the opponents that I completely outclass. Two; the ones that completely outclass me. And three, the ones that are within my skill level."

"And what am I to you?"

Honoka shrugged. "Definitely between one and three." She could tell that a nerve was struck. "You are surprisingly undisciplined for a Quan Fa practitioner. Nonetheless, let's continue."

They exchanged a few more bouts before Honoka had completed her analysis. "Spinning into his guard would be too reckless." Telegraphing his movements, she weaved left then right dodging both his joint strikes - striking with a right piercing punch at his body just as his hands had been moving forward to attack. "Tch!"

"You have good technique but you're too slow." She stepped into his guard, bent her knees then went for a missile knee kick that was blocked by his lone free hand. "Longzhimao (Dragon Spear)!" Her elbow struck Hermit's face just as her knee was blocked. Despite the fact that he skillfully reduced the damage by rotating back his head - Hermit was still forced to step back in a defensive state. Taking advantage of this, Honoka used a sweeping kick but that was avoided by him summer-saulting backwards to regain space.

Honoka smiled. "You have good reflexes. But it's time to end this." She took a calming breath and re-engaged her original stance. Hermit looked at the masked girl's new demeanor and swore he saw a sphere forming by a guide of her circling hands.

"Is that her range?" He approached cautiously and moved to strike - only to be violently pushed back by a chain of palm strikes that were mixed with spear hits. Somewhere along the line, his fore arm had been bloodied in the counter attack. "Shit!"

"Seikuken (Control of the Air Sphere)." For the next five minutes, none of his attacks could pierce her defense. It was as if she could read his movements and counter them all accordingly with either open palms of punches. When his chops went down, she struck at open zones and when he used an elbow, the girl would just attacked low. It was very annoying.

Soon after he tired - without hesitation, Honoka walked right in front of his guard and began raining in spear-hand strikes. They didn't hurt much individually but the hits had been aimed at what little opening he had in his defense - the damage had soon accumulated over the time of the fight. Soon, Hermit had been forced back into a complete turtle defense and was too tired to properly defend himself now. He then felt his legs swept underneath him, and in that next moment, he saw a black heel in coming. "Longuizishou (Dragon Executioner)!"

Hermit closed his eyes and waited for the impact.

But it never came, the heel had stopped just inches before it landed. "What happened?" He muttered and looked up.

Stopping the girl's heel-drop with his own feet was another boy (who looked around her own age) with spiky silver hair and a scarf that covered most of his face. "Hm."

"Who are you?" Honoka's voice was slightly demanded. "He stopped my heel drop so easily..."

"Maa, guess I'm late to the lynching...or whatever you said it was."

"What the fuck, Kakashi!? I told you to show up at five!" Valkyrie herself yelled in exasperation. Miu had been beating her for the past five or so minutes and her temper had snapped a while back.

Kenichi checked his watch. "It's seven-thirty."

"I know you had a time management problem but holy shit man, two fucking hours!" Kisara groaned in misery.

"Sorry. I got lost on the road of life." He didn't sound too sorry.

Everyone sweat-dropped.

While she would usually be amused, Honoka's heel was still being held by the boy's feet - something that she still couldn't believe just happened. The girl stared at him through his mask with interest. "You're strong."

"Eh? Me? Not really." He waved off modestly with an eye-smile. Honoka could have sworn the boy's action were completely fabricated but she couldn't be sure.

"So, what's the plan Kisara-chan?" He looked at her beaten and battered form. "You look tired."

"No shit!" She snapped at him.

Moments later, a large group of people began to march their way. "What the hell?" Kisara spat.

"Haruo? What are you doing here?!" Kenichi asked incredulously. Behind the alien-ish high school teen was ten or so other people he recognized from school. The group now known as Niishara had charged at the Ragnarok lower members with pipes and were beating them away.

"Take down Ragnarok!" Haruo Niijima elicited the battle cry. "Go!"

Kisara gritted her teeth when she saw the tide turn. "Fuck!" She slammed her fists on the ground. "Alright, retreat! We'll fight another day!" Too weak to stand from her loss to Miu, one of her underlings - a long haired teen - had to carry her back in his arms. Hermit had also disappeared sometime during the confrontation.

Kakashi just sighed and calmly walked away. "Ah well, maybe next time." He jumped over the wall and disappeared into the shadows.

Honoka, still in her cloak, just looked at the spot where the silver haired boy had left. No one, not even Renka was good enough to stop her heel drop like that without a technique like Kakei (not counting Masters). But he did so with just his feet strength alone - indicating that his legs were just built with high strength.

She would have never thought that Ragnarok had a guy like that.

"Oi! You there, you are this 'Xinku' right? The one that beat down Tsuji after he beat Kenichi the first time around." Honoka turned to face the alien kid. "Wanna join our group? We're totally going to take down Ragnarok."

She scoffed, "No thanks." And without listening to another word, she leapt away from the gang fight scene, leaving an indignant Niijima Haruo.

"She has the right idea." Kenichi smiled at the outright rejection, glad that Haruo hadn't brainwashed anyone else to join his little group (that he's somehow apart of).

Miu however, seemed more than a little suspicious. "Why is she so familiar?"

Koryou was just getting filled with more and more interesting people.

The Chronicles of Uzumaki Naruto - 3

Hong Kong was as busy as he remembered. Naruto still carried his jian under wraps - knowing that it was seen as somewhat odd to be even carrying a sword these days. Not to mention it might even be illegal. He wasn't really sure.

The towers he had seen had grown in the years he was away. The people were bustling and moving constantly, completely different to the small, modest town of Koryou where he had lived for a long time.

As he walked down a random street, four people had been running towards him. They were dressed very ruggedly with ski masks on their faces. Hearing the alarm in the distance, Naruto figured the group was probably the one responsible. They held fully loaded guns and a child in their arms who was screaming.

"Hold it!" A woman screamed and proceeded to kick the living crap out of one of the robbers. She was merciless and her Kung Fu was definitely high leveled. After all, she had basically cruised right by the incompetent robbers. "Let the girl go!"

"What are you gonna do about it?!" The robber smirked. Naruto decided that the woman seemed to be a law enforcer. Her hair was done in two buns that resembled ox horns and she wore a dark blue uniform with a single shoulder pad on the left.

Naruto closed his eyes and focused his ki on the robber holding the girl - suffocating the man with air pressure causing him to break his grip. Noticing this weakness, the woman got the child away from danger, kicked away the robber's gun and landed incredibly fast kicking strikes to his body. "Hyakuretsukyaku (Hundred Rending Kick)!"

Smiling at the safety of the child, Naruto merely re-positioned his conical straw hat and went on his merry way. Just as he was about to pass through an alley, a voice stopped him. "Wait!"

Curious, he turned to see the woman who had been chasing the criminals earlier. "Hm?"

"I don't know who you are but...thank you for helping back there. I could have done it! But nonetheless, your help was appreciated." Her kind visage disappeared. "But I realize that you must be quite powerful to utilize your ki in such a way! If I catch you causing trouble around here, I'll hunt you down myself! By the way, swords are not allowed in public!"

Naruto just stared with an amused look and nodded.

"Inspector Li! We must head back to headquarters!" The woman turned and left the alley.

The blonde shrugged and made his way around town. He wouldn't be in Hong Kong for long anyway.

END

I was very annoyed with the Hermit fight. I love watching his fights in the anime but writing it down is tedious which is why his fight scene here probably sucks. I thought it was OK but not up to par with what I really like. He's skilled but not on Renka's level which was why Honoka subdued him fairly...easily, you could say. He wasn't a push over though, he never is.

I gave a tid-bit of Kakashi humor here.

A small Kenichi spar with Honoka was more for you guys but to me, it served the purpose as a way to let Kenichi identify where his sister MIGHT stand next to him. It wasn't planned originally but things went places and I added it. Whatever.

I want to say the Chapters here were 50-53 in the Kenichi manga. The early chapters will be tough for me because well...let's face it, I made Honoka so much stronger than the weaker Ragnarok members. Luckily, I did plan Kakashi so everything worked out.

I don't know how you guys feel about me skipping ten or so chapters so easily. I mean, there is no logic in having my Honoka be distressed around sharks and having Hayato go Beowolf on their asses. It's cool in the anime but has no purpose in my story. Dojo hunting though (CH43?), I regret a bit. That would have been cool to write but that chapter I figure, I can move to the future sometime.

I haven't written Kenichi or Niijima much since the Shinpaku Alliance is still at their Niishara form. I'll have to be patient for them. Niijima doesn't really get important until Niishara...which was this chapter.

If you guys didn't get who the person in this chapter was...well, just search up the move.

Next chapter will be a bit of Honoka sub-plot. A bit of canon mixed in later with a side-dish of rice.

Alright. This is in bold because it's important. Look guys, I don't really care about reviews that much since I write for fun. But for those who do take the time to review; you all make writing this story all the more enjoyable, thank you.

Have a nice day.