Let the training begin.

"You call that a drill shot?" Bellowed Ryuzaki-sensei, snatching up a kendo stick and pointing at one of the students. "Put more swing into it" and she proceeded to swing it violently.

"S-sensei" Stammered most of the pupils and the old women stopped, still looking highly pleased with herself.

"Looks like the old hag turned up today." Laughed Momo as he stretched his arms over his head.

"Everybody fall in line" Commanded Tezuka from the back of the room. There was a thumping and pounding as the students scurried to obey. In front were the 8 regulars, only an old familiar face was missing from the crowd of people.

"Let's aim for the top. There are some good teams out there. Every school has been improving so let's show them what we can do!" Called Ryuzaki-sensei, clapping her hands to indicate that she was finished.

"Hang on a second regulars" She added as they began to turn away, "I've asked someone to help over look your training, so do exactly what he says"

The regulars looked at each other before a clattering made them all turn to the now open door.

There stood Inui, in a casual green tracksuit, and in his arms he held a box of weights and coloured bands.

"Yo"

"Sadaharu?" yelled the regulars as Inui walked towards them.

"To be able to fight for longer periods of time, we have to first strengthen your arm and leg muscles. This will also strengthen your backs. Each ankle and wrist weight holds 250g lead bars, that's 2 kilos combined." The regulars wrapped the weights about their wrists and ankles. Momo flexed his wrists while Ryoma bounced up and down grasping a feel for the added weights.

"The bands are for sharpening your reflex's and special awareness. Each punch bag has a different coloured band around it" Explained Inui as he fixed a green, red and blue band around the top of 3 punch bags that were hanging from the ceiling in a triangular shape. "I will call out a colour and the person standing in the centre of the punch bags must punch or kick the designated colour. Those who fail, I will have a special punishment for you" His glasses flashed as they always did when he did something the regulars were not happy with.

"First, Eiji." And Eiji bounded forwards looking excited and he took up his position. His eyes began darting about to grow accustomed to where each colour hung, a sharp whistle broke into his thoughts.

"Begin! Red!"

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"Wow, Eiji-sempai's amazing." Exclaimed Kachiro as he watched Eiji deliver punch after perfect punch.

"No ones eyes can match Eiji's, the moment a colour is called his eyes can instantly see the colour and his body reacts" Explained Oishi, a hint of pride in his voice. " No-one comes close to Eiji when it comes to hand-eye co-ordination."

"Ryoma, your turn" Ryoma walked away from the group and Inui began the exercise again.

There was a silence as Ryoma proceeded to pull off nearly the exact same speed and accuracy as the acrobatic genius.

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"You guys moved better then I expected, even with the added weight."

No one answered him, all he got were the groans and some well-chosen words form the regulars who were lying exhausted on the training mats.

"Eiji, you have a tendency to shift your balance upon impact, your hits will be more stable and powerful if you strengthen your triceps." Said Inui, his laptop now balanced in one hand.

"Shuichiro and Kaoru, your lunges are weak, Takashi and Shusuke, same for you but its more the placement of your feet rather then a lunge. You all need to strengthen your quadriceps"

"Our what?" Said Taka and Oishi together, both looking baffled.

"Momo, if you attack with at least 70 of your strength you are more likely to hit more accurately and cause just enough damage to follow through with another attack." Inui said to Momo, ignoring the looks of confusion forming on the regulars faces, the occasional murmur of 'what's a quadriceps?' Momo gave Inui a thumb up from his position on the floor.

"And Kunimitsu, you need to be more flexible, loosen up, learn to smile." Said Inui with a straight face but his glasses flashed and his cheeks flinched.

"And Ryoma. Two of these a day" Commanded the data man, throwing to small bottles of milk at the 7th grader.

"Ten days of drinking milk isn't going to do mu-" Ryoma was cut off by a collective chorus of…

"Drink it!"

"If Sadaharu says so, it has to be right." Indicated Tezuka, glaring ever so slightly at the comment that Inui had made a moment ago.

"A-ano, g-gomen but c-can I speak to R-Ryuzaki-sensei?" asked a soft voice from behind them. They all turned to see a girl about Ryoma's age with long plaited hair and large chocolate eyes. She was fiddling with the hem of her school skirt and her cheeks were a soft pink.

"Ah, Sakuno" Ryuzaki-sensei turned away from the stuttering girl to look at the regulars. "Inui, add a few more bars to the weights while I am gone while I talk with my grand-daughter" she detached herself from the group and went with the shy girl to a quiet corner where they began to converse.

"Didn't know she had a grand-daughter" declared Momo, watching the two carefully.

"Ryuzaki Sakuno, height 151cm, age 12, birthday 14th January, lives with her grand-mother. I know little else, ie data." Grumbled Inui, his attention focusing solely on his laptop screen.

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"Obaa-chan" said Sakuno calmly, her persona changing drastically.

"You know they don't bite, you don't bite, you don't have to be so timid about them." Stated Ryuzaki-sensei eyeing her grand-daughter with an amused smile.

"Gomen" Blushed the young girl. Her grand-mother laughed and patted her on the head.

"So, when?, where? And who?" asked Ryuzaki-sensei.

"2 days from now, the abandoned warehouse on the corner of trendel grove and who…"she shrugged, "I have no clue, the name on the sheet was censored, I tried but they wouldn't give me anything else" Sakuno pulled a brown envelope from her bag and handed it to her grand-mother. "I'll see you at 5." She turned around and stopped as a weight went flying across her line of vision.

It had appeared that Inui had said something because the regulars were, at that moment, grabbing everything and anything and hurling it at the data genius.

"Ah, leaving so soon?" questioned Momo, walking over to Sakuno, a manic grin on his face and a dung bell in each hand. Sakuno's face widened and she fled from the room looking terrified.

"What? What did I do?" Yelled Momo as he waved the dung bells above his head.

"Momo"

"Hai Buchou?"

"20 laps"

We are sorry for the delay but here is the next chapter. We have been busy with results (this means we drowned our sorrows…in ice-cream) so we are making it up to you by posting 2 or 3 chapters in one go. So one down.