The Karate Student

Chapter 2

I woke up by my alarm, seeing green bruises and the healing gash on my stomach. I wrapped new bandages around my stomach. I usually heal fast enough, so these bruises should be fine. I pulled on my GI and tank top. I flinched in pain, not just from injuries, but from soreness of my muscles. I groaned to myself, not bothering to grab my coffee as I walked out the door and walked instead of ran down the Slums to get to school.

"Hey, look! It's that karate brat!"

I raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Huh? You want something?"

I saw 4 people around 20 years of age and higher, looking thug like and ready to mug me. I smirked at them and ignored my pained muscles.

"Give me your money, bitch and we'll let you walk."

I sighed again, shaking my head. "I have to go to school, can't be late."

Another one with a buzz cut and bulky shoulders around the age of 25 or 30 barked. "Don't get smart with us, bitch!"

I growled under my breath and ran forward, smashing a fist into his cheek, making him slam into another hut, crouching down at the attack behind me, using a swift arm block and diving forward, burrowing my fist deep in his gut, making him sink to his knees with a choked groan.

"You damn bitch!"

I glared at the other two older men standing. I shook my head. "I'm getting really sick of…" I ducked their attack, watching them punch each other and then I jumped up, giving roundhouse kicks to the jaw and throat. "…people calling me a bitch!" I raised an eyebrow at them sprawled in the floor, groaning in pain. "Got any more problems, fellas?"

"…No…" I grinned at the whine in unison they gave me. I then gave an internal groan as the pain came back. I walked past them and walked on the trolley before it could speed away, no running today. I leaned on a lone pole and watched the Slums and city speed by.

I thought about the conversation this morning.

Dad sent a glance at the broken in half table. "Temper problems?"

I shrugged and looked away from him. "I had a bad day, that's all."

He raised a brow at me and said sternly. "Nashi, tell me about your day at Honnouji Academy."

I tensed, scowling darkly, but told him. "I went and fought with someone, he had something called a Goku Uniform, made him really strong and I lost so I decided to train."

Dad's eyes widened and he said quietly. "I see; anything else?"

I frowned and just decided to come out with it. "This…girl around my age runs the place, had her own kind of pedestal, uh Satsuki Kiryuin."

His eyes widened in shock and he said lowly. "Goku Uniform…Kiryuin?"

"Yeah."

His eyes widened even more. "You heard that?"

I gave him a strange look. "Well yeah, you said it quietly, but I heard it."

He nodded, face thoughtful. "Okay, listen try to stay out of Kiryuin's radar okay?"

I gave him a guilty smile. "Too late for that, Dad."

His looked at me in shock and grabbed my shoulders tightly. "What?! Tell me what happened then!"

I shamefully looked down and explained what happened in the fight, not really explaining the other half with Ryuko, it wasn't really needed anyway. I felt his fingers grasp my chin and make me look him in the eyes. "Nashi, don't be ashamed in that, you stood up for a friend and fought your best for them, that's all that I care about right now, you are not weak, not at all. I wouldn't raise a weak brat anyway. You just need to train harder, every night when you come home if I'm not working, I'll help you."

I grinned happily at that. "Thanks Dad, that helps a lot."

I looked toward the clock and my eyes widened. It was around 8:10, I was going to be late. "Shit! Dad, I have to go!"

He nodded, but then grabbed my upper arm, turning me back around. "You have to promise me one thing, if you ever get a chance to wear a Goku Uniform…don't."

I frowned at his serious request, but nodded. "I know, I wouldn't want one anyway, I'm going to depend on my skills to fight too, even if I lost that one match!"

He grinned at me, messing up my hair. "Sounds like a plan."

I huffed and pushed his hand away with a whine. "Dad! Don't do that!"

He laughed as I ran out the door.

I blinked to see the trolley stopping and kids getting off. I swerved between people and walked to class. I also looked out for Ryuko and Mako. I was still a bit ashamed to look at them after my loss, but wasn't going to hide from them either. I walked passed move kids and decided to meet up with them later. I looked around and saw something that made my blood boil.

This girl in a long dress with tennis balls on the bottom smashed Mako in the face with tennis balls. I scowled and walked over, seeing Ryuko there too. I snapped. "What the hell are you doing?!"

Ryuko eyes widened seeing me, but she glared at the tennis girl again. "What's the big idea?!"

Tennis girl smirked. "I take it you're the transfer student who was rude to Lady Satsuki. And you're the one who gotten her ass kicked after talking all big."

I growled with a harsher glare. "Oh, fuck off!"

"I'm the captain of the girl's Tennis Club, Omiko Hakodate. Pleased to meet ya."

I bit my tounge from laughing as I saw her teeth, who the hell is born with shark teeth, what an overbite. Good thing I didn't say that out loud. She had this green scope on her eye and a hat with long blond hair in pigtails. She said. "As a member of the club, Mako Mankanshoku hasn't filled her obligations. So, we're purging the girl."

What the hell did she do to get tennis balls thrown at her face?! Ryuko was thinking the same thing. "What did she do that was so wrong?!"

"She skipped yesterday's club practice. And anyone who fails to come to practice will suffer the one hundred million cannon ball serves. But neither of you are in the club, so butt out!"

I glared at her and clenched my fists at my sides. What the hell is wrong with her?! I snapped. "Being kidnapped stopped her, she didn't ask for that!"

Ryuko shook her fist. "Exactly, that boxer was holding her hostage!"

"Yeah, well she needed permission for that. Begin."

I shook my head at this, but remembered that kid hung in front of the school, this school specialized in cruel and unusual punishments. Why am I here again? Oh yeah, Dad. I moved in front of Mako, but far enough from Ryuko where I would have some room. Ryuko blocked with her case and I punched, kicked and caught the tennis balls they came toward me.

Sure it stung a little, with the speed and everything, but I could deal with it. Ryuko told her to split and I looked at her blankly as she did without question. I grumbled to Ryuko. "How much can they keep this up?"

She grunted. "Hopefully not long."

They stopped and I sighed, relaxing my arms as Hakodate asked. "What? You both want to take her place."

Ryuko smirked. "Well, I kind of owe her for dinner and a bed."

I snorted. "Meh, I have nothing better to do."

"I'm going to shred those Goku Uniforms right off your bodies! Come on, Senketsu!"

I waited for the sound of her clothes transforming and waiting did she name her uniform? I looked to see her having the sailor uniform the same as before. I cocked my head to the side. "Isn't it supposed to transform?"

"Yeah! Wait a sec!"

She started pulling and slapping at her clothes, more at the colorful ring on the side of her chest. I slapped a hand to my forehead; that was a huge fail. I moved out of the way as she was pelted with tennis balls and my eyes widened in horror when she crashed in the river. I winced and gave a fighting stance. She rolled her eyes and said. "Finish her, I'm out of here."

She walked away and went to what I guess was class, disappearing around the corner. I saw all these girls were one stars. There was like 15 of them. I smirked at them, these I could handle.

"No Star! You're going to pay!"

"Yeah, let's not disappoint the captain."

"Get her!"

I grinned at them, wanting to make up for my defeat. "Looks like that all Hakodate is going to get."

They all got ready to serve and a bunch came at me, but I was ready. I ran with a burst of speed, dodging the balls that came my way, or just let the couple that hit me not stop me. I pulled back my fist and smashed one in the face, round house kicked two and slid between then and back flipped away as four got pelted with their own tennis balls. This was what I could do without training more. I braced my forearms against each other and protected my face, catching, blocking and dodging them again, smashing my fist through her racket, grabbing the front of her dress and slamming her into the ground, too knocking her out.

I allowed myself to get hit as I blocked, punched and kicked the rest of them in unconsciousness with ease and only gained a couple more bruises, more on the arms, stomach and legs than anything else. I sighed; it's only the second day. I should go look for Ryuko now. I walked over to where I saw her fall and rolled my eyes, climbing down the wall until I was a reasonable jumping distance, allowing my shoes to slam on the gravel.

With a groan, I walked down the length of the river and thought to myself at the same time. Man, I wonder why Dad was so worried about me trying on a Goku Uniform? I looked for her, but couldn't find her. I scrunched up my nose at the smell when I reached the sewer. I'll just look really quickly. I said. "She must have gone back."

With a drop of my shoulders, I walked all the way back and had to go from back into part of the city all the way back into the school. I heard smashing on metal and turned to see more of those one star girls surrounding Mako and Ryuko in a circle. Ryuko had more tennis balls on her case and I scowled at the tied up Mako. Really, what is with this school and tying that girl up.

"Yo!"

Mako grinned in surprise. "Nashi! You're here too?!"

I smirked. "Yeah, I just beat up some of Shark Tooth's lackeys."

She bared her shark like teeth at me and I shrugged. "Yeah, not too hard."

She glared and Ryuko pushed my shoulder. "Nashi, this is my fight! Get Mako out of here."

I raised an eyebrow at her order, but shrugged at the determined look in her eye, well she did lose to her so it makes sense she'd want to fight her. I moved away from her, closer to Mako and she had this black and red glove I never seen her wear before. She pulled something like a pin out of it and called. "Let's do it, Senketsu!"

I waited to see if it would fail or not. A moment later I was red again because the outfit was the same one she fought in with the boxer. It's just, I never ever wear knee length skirts, my GI are usually what I dress in and casual clothes, nothing like that.

Hakodate said. "Ooh! That looked painful and embarrassing, you masochistic stripper!"

I slapped a hand to my eyes. "Oh boy." I knew she was embarrassed, her face was about as red as mine, actually redder.

Ryuko shouted. "Oh, bite me! I'm not a stripper!"

"Could have fooled me."

"Ready! One hundred and 10 million serve." I made sure to stay out of the way; Ryuko did say it was her fight. My eyes widened when she brought out her half scissor out fast and cut through all of them easily, making them disappear into nothing. What I found was strange was the steam coming out of her uniform, why did it do that?

"Fault! You disqualified, new girl!"

My head snapped toward the guy in a green shirt, green hair with white pants and a bellowing cape like jacket. I narrowed my eyes, that's the same guy from yesterday. Ryuko snapped. "What?"

He said. "I'll give you credit for evading Hakodate's attack, but slicing balls in half is against the rules. Sure you won the fight, but you lost the match."

What is he talking about? "What match?" I had to ask.

He sent me a look, but went back to talking to Ryuko. He said. "You don't know, you're standing on a tennis court right?"

I blinked and looked over from where she was standing, oh it seems she was. When did that get here?! He shouted. "So if you didn't win to the rules of tennis, you didn't win!"

No way do they follow rules, that's all bullshit.

Ryuko waved her arms. "What?! Now you're getting picky, what about what happened yesterday!?"

He turned away. "Yeah, well that was yesterday."

I slapped a hand to my forehead, what is he 10 years old or something?

Ryuko screamed. "What!? You mother-this is crazy! When we were boxing we-"

I snapped, moving forward. "You've been cheating and lying since yesterday!'

The green haired guy rolled his eyes and Hakodate smirked. "You're just upset and ashamed about your easy defeat!"

My eyes bulged in anger and I took another step forward. "WHAT?! Why you…"

The green haired guy said. "All of that doesn't matter! Your. Still. Disqualified!"

"No, she totally won!"

Blinking as Mako literally jumped in from who knows where. Her ropes slipped off and I gaped. "How does that happen?"

Suddenly this light showed up from somewhere, covering Mako in spotlight. I looked around, where is that coming from? I couldn't see anyone with it. Damn, this is like the thing with Kiryuin, where do these lights come from?!

Mako went to Ryuko, the light following her. "Ryuko won! She won, she won and I can prove it!"

I stared at the two of them gaping and couldn't help by stare at her. The green haired one said. "…Okay?"

She then made these weird poses and grabbing motions, like playing dead and all that. "If Ryuko and Nashi didn't step in and save me yesterday, I would be totally dead right now. Even though she technically lost the match, but she totally won because of friendship, she totally won! And everyone knows if win at friendship, you win at life!"

I blinked at her and felt my mouth drop open and saw green haired guy and Hakodate equally shocked. She then glared, pointing at them. "But if you guys want to cheat, you leave no choice! Ryuko will win, you hear?! Even in tennis, even in tennis, even in tennis! She'll win!"

I blinked rapidly, what the hell was that? Ryuko and the others ones were shocked too. I said numbly. "She needs help."

Ryuko mouth was open with her eyes wide and she gave a jerky nod in my direction. I noticed her light went away too. The green haired guy was shocked, but Hakodate said, smirking. "If she wants to challenge me, the captain of the Tennis Club to a tennis match, that is her funeral!"

Mako gave her a racket and she was ready. "All right! Let's do this!"

I nodded and punched her in the shoulder. "See ya, when you kick her ass."

Ryuko smirked, an excited look in her eyes. "Yeah, until then." I took Mako with me and we watched by the sidelines, for some reason, spikes surrounding us on all sides, like they were needed or something.

Hakodate let Ryuko serve first. Ryuko bent down and smashed it toward Hakodate, who slammed it back. Imagine my surprise when Ryuko smacked it back to her. The speed Hakodate had with her Goku Uniform almost made my trained eyes miss it.

Hakodate was shocked, but hit it back with more force and Ryuko almost bent backwards to hit it back, but to my shock it smashed into the spike behind her.

"Love-15."

That was the green haired guy, he was calling the shots. Ryuko didn't show any surprise though and smirked. "Nice reflexes."

"I'm just getting warmed up and speaking of warmed up, I hope you are. Because…" And she was just talking smack like Fukuroda, so I blocked that out.

Ryuko shouted. "Motor mouth!" She serves the ball back and my eyes widened when the ball actually cracked the ground and danced on the rim, smashing Ryuko in the face. She went flying.

"Love-30!"

I snapped. "Come on, this ain't tennis!"

Hakodate said to me with a smug smirk. "It is so."

I glared as snapped back. "Heh, shut it with your overbite!"

Ah, I said it, eh. Her gaze became seriously angry and I sneered at her. I was mad though, how the hell was this game honorable and fair, that stupid uniform made the ball go through her racket, there had to be something wrong with that.

The green haired guy told me. "It's on the tennis court, so its tennis!"

I stuck my tongue out at that and his hand went to the back of his neck with a glare, some kind of handle sticking out of his neckline from his shirt. I heard screams to see Ryuko upside down, flashing everyone as they look pictures. I felt myself go red again. "Man, this school is full of perverts!"

The green haired guy already moved his hand away from that handle to see Ryuko getting back up. She looked ready to finish this. Her outfit tightened around her and blew steam. I squinted as it grew bright with red light and Ryuko went to go serve the ball again.

I rolled my eyes when it broke, I could have figured that one out. If her uniform could destroy Fukuroda's gloves than it could easily destroy a tennis racket made of string and wood, though Ryuko did look shocked.

"And fault!"

I felt my eyebrow twitch; he was annoying, he leaning back and had a grin on his face. She went to serve again and I groaned as it went high in the air and bounced back in her side of the court.

"Love-40!"

Still annoying. I heard a snort and looked down in surprise to see Mako sleeping. Really, at a time like this? I popped the bubble and she snapped up. "You're missing the match!"

She jumped up and yelled as she looked at the score. "Ryuko! This is your last shot!"

My eyes widened. "It is?"

Mako nodded quickly. "Yes!"

I leaned forward. "Come on…"

Hakodate smirked again, her teeth showing, white and sharp. "Hurry up and serve already!"

I noticed that Ryuko gritted her teeth and was looking down. Suddenly Ryuko called. "Hey, my scissor!"

I nodded and quickly grabbed it from where it was stuck in the wall and it took two pull before it came loose. I gripped the red metal loop in my hand and noticed it wasn't as heavy as I thought it would be, but still heavy enough for metal. I threw it to her and she caught it easily.

She took some thread from her skirt and wound it around the handle, using it as a substitute racket. She held the blade in her hands. She took a position and gave a grin. "I'm back in the game."

I smirked, ha what now? Hakodate leaned forward and bared her teeth. "That's not regulation!"

I snickered at her and green haired guy blew a whistle. I rolled my eyes. "Shove a sock in it already!"

He glared at me and opened him mouth, but I flinched away from the light that came down, please don't tell that's who I think it is. "No, its fine Hakodate, keep playing, show her the power of your 2 star Goku Uniform."

Hakodate bowed and I snorted. "Kiss ass, all of them."

I was ignored. The green haired guy bowed too and I rolled my eyes once more. Jeez, was this girl ever told no in her life. Ryuko scowled. "It's you, stand there on your pedestal like some queen. Giving orders to your slaves down below. Huh, what a poser."

I snorted, ain't that the truth. Kiryuin said. "I'm just here to observe. Let's see how much power you can draw from that Kamui."

I felt my eyebrows furrow, Kamui? What's that?

Ryuko screamed. "You bitch! How do you know that this is called a Kamui!?"

The name of her outfit then? What was it, Senketsu?

"Oh please, your opponent is waiting over there."

That was what annoyed me with her, the amount of arrogance and contempt she threw into every word toward people, everyone she believed beneath her.

Hakodate said. "I'm going to use you as target practice for the Hakido match!"

I blinked as the light disappeared, where are these random lights coming from? Ryuko moved her arm back and said. "Let's get you loosened up then. I leaned forward in interest. She smashed the ball toward Hakodate and if I blinked, I might of missed it. Hakodate struggled with it and held her huge bright red racket with both hands. I heard her say. "I have my training to fall back on, she has nothing!"

While that is true…Ryuko came forward, smashing the ball with her scissor blade over and over into her face and then making her fly into the spikes, making then come back and she flipped the blade around, stopping them from hurting her. Hakodate came back and Ryuko used the blade side to cut away the uniform, making her land on a spike, nakad.

I sighed as the perverts started drooling, I couldn't help, but cheer when Ryuko won the match. Ryuko smirked. "Man what a bummer, looks like today's game is a wash."

I chuckled and saw the green haired gut along with a bunch of one stars line up behind them. "That's my queue."

I hopped over the stands and stood there, waiting for something to attack if they did. The green haired guy's eye twitched. "Not so fast, you cocky bitch."

"Wait, Sangeyama, she's right. It's over, the new girl wins. "

So that's his name. I rolled my eyes again as they all gasped, scattered and bowed. What I said before was true; I was not bowing to her.

Ryuko growled. "Now that we are face to face again, I want to know if you're the one who killed my Dad."

I walked closer to them, near the other idiotic bowing people and my eyes widened and I flinched a bit when she sliced Ryuko shoulder; that was fast. Kiryuin said. "If you want the answer, fight me for it."

"Secret blade Bakuzan, it can cut through anything. Even a Kamui." Kiryuin lunged forward; her sword against Ryuko's half a scissor blade. They both pushed against each other, until Ryuko faulted and smoke lit the area from her outfit, Senketsu. I back away and felt her yank on my arm, pulling me a couple of feet away from Kiryuin and everyone else.

Ryuko let go and the smoke cleared, Ryuko holding her scissor blade with both hands. "We're gonna finish this next time!"

She created more steam and we left like fire was on our tails. Mako and Ryuko walked with me toward the Slums. I chuckled to myself. "Man, what a day."

Ryuko snorted, shaking her head. "Heh, Your telling me, I'm-" I heard a thump and my eyes widened to see Ryuko knocked out again. I sighed and crouched down. "Mako, put her on my back, where does she live?"

I heard her grunt as she pushed an unconscious Ryuko on my back along with some huffing and puffing. I moved my arms around her legs so she didn't fall off and I stood up, feeling her head flop near the back of my neck. I walked forward.

Mako said, walking next to me. "My house, silly! Let's go."

I nodded and followed her as she chatted in my ear and I nodded along. Soon enough we were in the Slums and my back was aching a bit. Mako stopped talking for a moment as she stopped at a door. I asked. "Is this it?"

Mako nodded. "Yep, how about you stay for dinner. Mom's making her famous Croquets!"

I was about to agree but then remembered Dad wanted to train with me and that just because I defeated those one stars mean nothing, there are still a lot of 2 stars in this school and then higher ups too. Satsuki I didn't have to worry about, Ryuko was focused on her. I want to be able to fight to defend myself and I can't do that if I can only fight one stars.

I shook my head. "No thanks, I have to get home, my Dad's waiting on me."

"Oh ok, than come tomorrow."

I chuckled. "I'll try, can we bring her inside?"

I felt her stirring a bit and figured she'd wake up soon. Mako agreed and happily opened the door, calling out to her parents. I went to the room Mako pointed out and put her on these blankets I found, dropping them over her and walked out, only to jump slightly at the kid in front of me.

He had brown hair similar to Mako that was in a short ponytail, with ripped thigh high jeans and a shabby shirt. "What are ya doing in my house? Looking to get robbed?"

I raised my eyebrows at this kid, I thought before was bad, I smirked. "Kid, you don't stand a chance."

"Oh yeah, bitch! Let's go!"

"Mataro!"

He yelped and flinched, running off. "Okay then."

Mako dived forward and I stopped her from falling, putting her back on her feet. "Sorry about that, that's my little brother Mataro, hes always trying to rob people."

Oh, yeah, Mako did tell me something like that before. I shrugged. "It's fine. I have to get going. See ya."

I moved forward again and almost made it forward only to be stopped again by a black haired man in a shirt and tie with stripped orange and blue shorts. Mako grinned. "That's my daddy; he's a back ally doctor!"

I smiled and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, sir."

He cheerfully waved me off and I got where Mako gets it from. After being introduced to her Mom and denying food again and seeing their apparently talking dog, Guts, I was able to actually leave, waving bye to Mako. I have ti say Mako family is weird, but nice. I can't say I have a problem meeting them though.

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I whistled to myself with my hands in my pockets as I walked through my front door, seeing my dad looking at me over the rim of his coffee cup. He asked. "You ready?"

I eagerly nodded. "Yeah, you?"

He just gave me a nod, humming, but didn't say anything else. He walked out of the house without a word and I quietly followed him. He must have been thinking of something. He went a little farther until we were in the back of the shack we lived in. He must have gotten this place for this purpose, yesterday I noticed it was close to the outskirts of the Slums (making my walk longer), but also farther from others. There were only a couple of shacks around us.

He crossed his arms over his chest as we both stood a couple of feet away from each other. "You'll eat after we fight. Are your injuries healed enough?"

I smiled. "Yeah, actually almost healed." I then realized what he said. "What? I'm fighting you?" I knew he was stronger than me.

He made another humming noise. "Come at me with everything you have and with that I'll decide about your training."

I then set myself in a fighting stance, feeling determined to give it my all. Dad moved into his own fighting stance. His foot left the ground and a quick fist came to my vision, I gave a swift right block and faked a right hook and went for a knee, but he smashed his foot to the side of my knee.

I winced as I stumbled, jumping back away from him a couple of steps. I was put on the defense as I blocked and dodged away from the barrage that hit me. Blocking another kick that went for my stomach, but was not quick enough for the fist that punched my left shoulder blade and I faltered, that was what he needed.

He was relentless with another barrage of kicks and punches. I grunted as a powerful got me in the jaw and another kick at my midsection. I grimaced and kicked away his right foot, leaning forward at his stumble to slam my other knee into his stomach, making his cough.

Earlier he had a displeased expression on his face, disappointment and I knew I had to try harder. He never said anything, but his face always told what he was feeling. I went on the offense, attacking what I thought was vulnerable, getting blocked or attacked back most of the time.

I ducked my head to the side as a fist went toward it, lightly grabbing the arm, twisting one leg in his and slamming downward. His back hit the ground with a grunt and I quickly moved to his feet so by the time I got there he was already defending.

I blocked the arm that went for my chest, but he grabbed that and my eyes widened as he threw me over his shoulder, slamming me to the ground, jarring my bones at the power. I rolled away from his foot. I was crouched with one hand on the ground, but then stood and ran toward him, using mid chest arm blocks to block some punches, knocking both of arms to the side and giving a hard knee to the chest, making his stumble back.

I noticed the small smirk on the right side of his lips. I cringed and crinkled my nose, giving a block above my head as he sent a powered arm to me, grimacing and know that the rest of his hits would be harder.

He also upped his speed, so the hits that hit me in the stomach, chest and jaw really hurt. I growled under my breath and back flipped away from a barrage of different types of kicks. He came at me and I roundhouse kicked him in the chest, but he caught it, throwing me away from him. I did a quick flip after landing on my hands. I went to go after him, but he raised a hand. "Enough."

I watched him warily, this wouldn't be the first time he called a stop and then surprised me with an attack. He just smirked at my look and I noticed his chest moving a bit faster, showing this fight did take a toll on him too. "Don't worry, sit, I want to talk to you."

He snorted as he sat cross legged on the ground. I smirked too and sat the same way, facing him. He said. "You've gotten stronger, I see that. I decided you're ready for what I'm to show you."

I raised my eyebrow. "So, are you going to show me?"

He raised his own eyebrows. "Patience, grasshopper, I need to tell you something, Come on."

I made sure to give him the most deadpanned expression I could and that pulled a bark of laugher from him, before he got up and I followed him back in the house. He went into his room while I waited in the kitchen. He came back with a small box, maybe the size of a normal shoe box. He opened it and I frowned as he pulled out two black gloves and a silver but sturdy looking pole out the side of my forearm. I tilted my head at him. "What's that for?"

He took a fist and wrapped his hand around the pole, pulling to the right. I blinked as it brightened and a 3 ft silver pole stood in place of the smaller one. "Rule one, always where these gloves when you wield this, that is how you activate it."

He tossed them to me and I saw that they had slight padding toward the palm but the sleeves for my fingers stopped at my knuckle closest to my hand. I put them on and they were a perfect fit. He then said. "Come closer."

I did and he said. "Hey, look at this." He pressed his little lip on the side of it and a small blade the size of my hand from finger to wrist came out, a bit on the thin side. "Well, if you ever need to cut in a fight. Come I'll show you the basics."

He walked out and prepared myself for another sleepless night of training.

Chapter 2 done! Might seem closer to the anime, but I will try for original parts later, without obviously taking the light from Ryuko. Speaking of light, yeah, that's a thing with her.