"This was left behind by the same scumbag who killed him! And now, you're gonna tell me, who this belongs to! Satsuki Kiryuin." Ryuuko glared.
"You said your name is Ryuuko Matoi?" Satsuki asked. "You're Isshin Matoi's daughter?"
"You know who my father is?!" Ryuuko asked, her nostrils flaring with anger, sweat rolling down her face and body. When she suddenly fell to her knees, leaning herself against her blade.
"Ryuuko?" Nikko asked, stepping closer and kneeling beside her and pulling her hand on her back. Ryuuko's blood soaked into Nikko's glove and she felt it soak through the rest of her suit. She winced when Neko bit her chest, subtly splashing Ryuuko's kamui with her blood.
"You'll thank me later." Neko said calmly.
"Shit…" Ryuuko groaned and her arm looped around Nikko's exposed waist. "We will finish later, Satsuki Kiryuin! Count on it!"
Nikko didn't object as Ryuuko carried her out of the school over her shoulder. Nikko's ears fell to her head in embarrassment and in the fact Ryuuko was strong enough to carry her.
"After her! They're getting away!" Sanageyama called to his 1 star member.
Satuki slammed her sword to her pedestal.
"Don't bother." She ordered. "She will be back eventually. Leave her be until then." And she walked away.
"Lady Satsuki… dazzling as ever." Sanageyama said quietly for her not to hear.
Nikko and Ryuuko got on the trolley that lead deep into Honnou Town.
"We can hide at my place, can you walk?" Nikko asked and suddenly felt dizzy too. Ryuuko passed out as she leaned against Nikko, taking her with her and they laid out on the side walk together. Nikko stayed conscious long enough to see two, no, three figures getting closer to them before she also passed out from blood loss like Ryuuko did.
Her kamui was hungry while Ryuuko did a lot of fighting, so such, their bodies couldn't handle it anymore.
Ryuuko awoke to the sound of heavy breathing, an eye opening to see a heavy-set man with glasses. Ryuuko gasped and Nikko nearly jumped out of her skin when the man was punched and hit the ceiling.
"You stinking pervert!" Ryuuko shouted. "Do you know who you're messing with?! I'm the crazy bitch from Kanto with the giant sc-!" Ryuuko looked around, only spotting Nikko who was sitting on her knees with a cup of tea in her hands.
"Crap my scissor!"
"Here you go." Mako said, appearing into view with the case open for her.
"Thanks!" Ryuuko said, reaching into it, not having noticed it was even Mako or the fact Nikko was so calm running through her mind. Nikko took a sip of tea, choosing to give Ryuuko time to put the puzzle together.
Ryuuko stepped in front of Nikko.
"Watch it, you two, he was trying to mess with me!" Ryuuko said, her scissor in hand.
Another sip sounded.
"Geez, Dad, what were you doing?" Mako asked the man who was curled up on the floor in pain.
"What?! Your dad?!" Ryuuko asked.
"Mhm. Mako's father, Barazo Mankanshoku." Nikko said.
"Wait he is your dad?! I am so sorry!" Ryuuko was suddenly on her hands and knees, he forehead to the ground.
"Wow, i'm seeing stars. You have quite a punch." Mr. Mankanshoku said, blood running down his face from his nose.
"Mhm. I was in trouble at school and she saved my life." Mako said.
Mr. Mankanshoku flashed a large smile and a thumbs up.
Ryuuko looked over at Niiko and noticed the bandage around her arm, she was still dressed in Neko but he was normal, actually covering her.
"What happened to your arm?"
"I bit her." Neko said.
"Oh okay, but what did ya do that?" Ryuuko asked.
Nikko began to choke on her tea, coughing and spitting it out in a mist, jumping to her feet.
"You can hear him?!" She asked astonished.
"Huh?! Yea, I think I did. Senketsu, say somethin'!" Ryuuko said to her uniform.
"Um… hello?" Senketsu said. Senketsu was the name Ryuuko gave to her uniform after she found it in the basement.
"Oh my god, I heard him!" Nikko said, excited. "This is so odd, no one has ever been able to hear him."
"When I bit your arm I got your blood all over… Senketsu, was it?" Neko asked.
"Yes."
"Okay. And when that happened you also became linked to him. And when your hand touched Ryuuko's blood I absorbed her too and so she can hear me now." Neko explained calmly.
"Wow… Thank you, Neko." Nikko said with a smile.
"I told you you would thank me." He said.
Ryuuko smiled.
They looked back at Mr. Mankanshoku to see he was still smiling his wide dopey smile when Mataro walked in.
"It was totally badass. All swinging that scissor blade around all dressed up like a hooker." He said, making Nikko's cheeks darken, "Only a complete psycho would fight with their boobs hangin' out."
Ryuuko slammed her fist into his cheek, knocking him on his head.
"I got my reason for that, ya dick."
"What did you do that for?" Mataro asked. "I carried both of your half naked asses back here, damn it."
The door slid open and eyes fell on Mako's mother.
"Ryuuko this is Sukuyo Mankanshoku, Mako's mother." Nikko said.
Sukuyo has light brown hair tied up in a bun and wore a pink dress and an apron.
"If beating the bejesus out of my hubby and Mataro make you feel better, go right on ahead." Mrs. Mankanshoku said in her sweet voice and smile, and she laid some snacks on the table.
Nikko had left the house when food was offered, knowing she had to go home and get in bed for school. She also needed to wash Neko, even though he hated it. He would scream at her 'DRY CLEAN ONLY' but she didn't listen. It was most likely the only time Neko wasn't calm and mellow.
Ryuuko, Mako, Mataro and Mr. Mankanshoku sat around the table together, sipping tea and eating.
Ryuuko looked down at her body and found all the bandages on her arms and chest and stomach. Even her legs.
"If you're wondering who patch you up, it was Daddy. You wouldn't know it but my dad is a back-alley doctor." Mako said with a smile. Mako was always smiling.
"if you compare the number of all the people he's killed the number he has saved, he's killed more."
"That's a bad thing..." Ryuuko said.
"Don't worry about it. the dead ones don't sue you." Mr. Mankanshoku said with a smile and a nonchalant wave of his hand.
"oh right, i know it's not fancy but eat all you want." Mrs. Mankanshoku said and put a large metal pot on the table. it was full of brown sludge and what looked like a dead frog poked out the edge.
Ryuuko looked down at the questionable meal with disgust but it wasn't noticeable to the family around her.
"Goke ahead, Ryuuko. Don't be shy." Mako said 'It's unidentifiable stuff made in the croquettes and unidentifiable stuff in the miso soup."
Ryuuko almost looked frightened by the meal.
"Oh you! I usually use non poisonous ingredients." Mrs. Mankanshoku said with a smile.
'Better dig in before i eat it all!" Mataro said as he stuffed his face with the croquettes and gulped down the soup.
A small dog, a pug actually, slid open the door. He was dressed in a grey dog sweater and shouted out; "Guts!" and took a seat on Ryuuko's lap, also stuffing his face with the food without hesitation.
'Down, Guts! Your food is out there!" Mako shouted and grabbed the dog by the hoodie. Mr. Mankanshoku slid open the window a smidge and Mako threw the dog through it. The only normal thing, well, not really normal, more identifiable, on the table was the white rice Mr. Mankanshoku was eating.
Guts opened the window again and came soaring into the room like a bird. Each time he barked it sounded like he was saying "Guts!" so, one can only guess where the family got his name.
He fell back into Ryuuko's lap and licked her plate clean. Ryuuko still had yet to eat anything.
"You were anemic, little lady, so eat up!" Mr. Mankanshoku said with his mouth full.
'Don't just sit there! Eat!" And Mako shoved three croquettes into her mouth. Then more. Then more. Mako fed Ryuuko as she ate herself.
As Ryuuko "enjoyed" dinner with the Mankanshoku's someone else was busy with their own big plans.
"The Masses… Fools, all. They're pigs in human clothing, domesticated by the establishment. They must be governed. By Satsuki Kiryuin and Honnouji Academy. It is we who shall pave the way to humanity's future. The Goku Uniforms are weapons meant for the end."
In the depths of the school the sewing club was hard at work, creating the Goku uniforms for the school and Satsuki was overseeing the production at this time, along with Shiro Iori, the president of the club. He had long blonde hair tied into the ponytail and more a see-through orange gas mask when he worked.
"The uniforms this country makes the students wear are based off of military uniforms." Satsuki continued her speech. "The raised collars on the boys' uniform comes from the army. Girls' sailor uniforms are just that- Naval Uniforms. This country is a state that chose to make its youth wear military uniforms during their education. In which case, we at Honnouji Academy shall treat them as combat uniforms. They shall be the symbol of our control over the pigs in human clothing. You of the Sewing Club are the chosen elite of our Human Conquest and Liberation Project. Take care as you work."
Shiro saluted Satsuki across his chest.
"Thank you for your kind word." He said.
"Tennis Club President Omiko Hakodate, third year, class T presented as ordered." Omiko presented herself as she kneeled to Satsuki.
"How are the preparations for the Hokkaido interleague match coming?" Satsuki asked her. Her hair was long and blonde and it was tied into two pony tails that sat over her viser. She wore a green glass over her right eye and her tennis uniform was white and red.
"Milady. All club members have devoted themselves entirely to training. Those Northern Bumpkin Bears will learn down to the marrow of their bones the might of honnouji Academy and Lady Satsuki Kiryuin." Omiko replied.
"If the Tennis Club is successful, our control of Northern Japan will be complete. Don't fail us." Sanageyama said as he stood beside the crouching girl.
"I understand." Omiko said.
A large metal box was lowered from the rafters.
"This is a Tennis-spec, Athleticism-augmenting two star Goku uniform." Shiro said. It was a white dress with a high collar and no sleeves. The skirt was a bit odd because where you would find the ruffles that made the dress poof out, one would find yellow and green tennis balls. "A gift from Lady Satsuki."
"At last! A two star Goku uniform of my very own!" Omiko said with orgasmic excitement. "Thank you, Milady." She turned her head to the floor again.
"Carry out your mission." Satsuki instructed.
"Without fail, Milady." Omiko said.
With that Satsuki left the sowing club room, her own mission in mind.
"Why did you choose to take Ryuuko's side, Nikko?" Neko asked as he hung by the dinner table. Nikko stopped the bite of rice she was about the take and thought for a moment before lowering her chop sticks.
"Because I admire her."
"Admire her?"
"No one has ever had the guts to stand up to Lad- to Satsuki, but Ryuuko is so confident in her own strength and ability that she is willing to."
"Ryuuko is not confident, she is cocky."
"But she has a goal. Something important to her to accomplish. What do I have? A lousy billion dollar inheritance and a pink uniform. I don't know anything of my family, the banks can't even tell me. It's like… my mother and father just disappeared. Ryuuko has a goal and a noble one. Satsuki just wants to take over the world…" Nikko explained.
"I see. No other reason then?" Neko asked.
"None."
There was a harsh knock on Nikko's door.
"Don't answer it." Neko commanded.
"That would be rude." Nikko said as she wiped her lips free of food with a napkin and stood. Neko glared as he watched her cute butt walk over to the front door. She was wearing white booty shorts for jogging and a teal tee shirt with a V neck collar. Before answering she grabbed the hanger Neko sat on and opened her book shelf. It had a secret compartment, a few books actually made of wood, and she revealed a metal safe. She punched in her birthday and the door popped open.
She held a finger to her lips as she set the uniform inside and closed the door.
Nikko gasped when she saw Satsuki standing in the doorway, her sword in her hand.
"Explain yourself." Satsuki ordered with an icy glare. She pushed herself past Nikko and into her house, looking around the room.
All she saw was a small red and brown table with a warm dinner still on it. A book shelf with wood that matched the table and a small heater.
She also saw two doors, one that led to Nikko's bathroom and the other to bedroom. If she were to looked through it she would see a made bed with a lavender comforter covered in white and blue flowers with blue pillows, a small light pink stuffed bunny wearing a frilly dress and a coffee table even in there but smaller than the one in the living room. And in the corner a desk that Nikko wrote songs on.
"Excuse me?" Nikko asked.
Satsuki turned to her with anger.
"Explain yourself!" She shouted. "How dare you go against me, in favor of the new girl! After all I have done for you!"
"What have you done for me?" Nikko asked.
Satsuki nearly blew the vein that popped in her forehead but the vein disappeared when Satsuki suddenly calmed down and let out a sigh.
"I have done more than you know." She said quietly, looking at the floor of Nikko's home.
"You idiot." Nikko said. She walked across the small room to Satsuki, taking her chin in her fingertips and making her look to Nikko, despite the fact she still had to look down. "Breaking out into a cold sweat, all for a pet."
Nikko was nearly smiling and Satsuki was too.
"You are my songbird, I cannot simply let you fly away." Satsuki had said those words to Nikko before. Satsuki believed that sort of thing was comforting to Nikko but she couldn't be more wrong.
Satsuki left the house and when Nikko shut the door, tears of frustration rolled down her cheeks.
"You will not keep me locked up any long." Nikko said to herself.
"Oh I see." Neko said and Nikko opened the safe. "You are using that Matoi girl. Using her to escape Satsuki."
"No." She wiped her face. "I want to be Ryuuko's friend too. The fact she may be able to break my cage is just a perk."
With that Nikko and Neko went to bed.
"Hey, you awake?" Ryuuko asked Senketsu.
The uniform that hung from a hanger on the wall beside her didn't answer. Ryuuko was crammed into a bed with The Mankanshoku family who were all asleep.
'What are you, Senketsu?' She wondered and recalled their meeting.
"I'll force you to put me on!" Senketsu shouted.
"What kind of pervert outfit is this?!" Ryuuko asked as she looked at the transformation Senketsu had become.
"This is me." Senketsu said.
"Don't be so 'matter of fact' about it!" Ryuuko started to pull at Senketsu. "Get off me! Come off, damn it!" Just get away from me, you perverted sailor uniform!" She ordered when she suddenly flew into the tall ceiling.
"Where'd that power come from?.." She asked shocked as she hung from the rafters.
"This is power is yours and mine." Senketsu said calmly. "I drank your blood and awakened. Whenever you put me on, whenever you wear me, that power will be manifested."
"What are you?" Ryuuko asked.
"I don't know."
"You don't know? You just finished calmly explaining how you work!"
"I am able to explain phenomena that are happening right now, however there is much I do not know. My memory… yes, you would put it, there are gaps in my memory."
"What do you remember?"
"I do remember that the man who constructed me had an eye patch, a beard and a white lab coat." Senketsu said. "He was stooped. Wore sandals, had a cane in one hand and a mouse."
"Could that one man- be my father?!" Ryuuko asked and she jumped back to the ground.
"Father?" Senketsu asked.
"Yea, Isshin Matoi. He's my father. I'm Ryuuko. My father made you?" She asked. "But if I have you, I might be able to beat them! You're coming with me for a while, Senketsu."
"Senketsu?" He asked.
"Everyone deserves to have a name." Ryuuko grabbed a cloak in one the piles. "It was my blood that woke you up, your name is going to be Senketsu- Fresh Blood." Ryuuko smiled and pulled the cloak on.
"Just you wait, Satsuki Kiryuin!" Ryuuko shouted.
Ryuuko opened her eyes.
"Ryuuko! Wake up! We have to hurry up and eat breakfast! If I'm late for school again, I'll be expelled!" Mako shouted as she ran around the room.
Ryuuko and Mako road the trolley to school together, all alone.
"There is a pretty distinct gap between the rich and the poor people, huh?" She said as the trolley took them past the condos.
"Well, it's a city ruled by Lady Satsuki." Mako said, smiling. "Good students live in the residential area and the bad ones live in the slums."
"Your position in school also determines where you live?" Ryuuko asked.
"Yep! Pretty straightforward, huh?" Mako asked.
They arrived at the school and Ryuuko immediately looked for Nikko and Neko.
"Oh, Ryuuko, that reminds me. Mom said if you needed a place to-" Tennis balls smashed into Mako's cheek. "Mom said that if you need a place to stay-" More tennis balls. "You can stay." More. "With us."
Ryuuko's mouth hung open as Mako took the hits without a second thought.
"Is this anytime to be talking about that?!" Ryuuko asked and turned to see who was doing that. "Whats the big idea!?" She asked, her fist clenched, ready to knock some teeth out.
"Oh, you're the transfer student who was rude to Lady Satsuki, if I recall." Omiko stood in front of them in her new uniform. "Stay out of this!" She called. "CLub member, Mako Mankanshoku has failed to fulfil her club obligations. She is being purged as a result."
"What did Mako do wrong?!" Ryuuko asked.
"She skipped yesterday's club practice." Omiko answered. "Our rule is anyone who fails to come to practice will suffer 110 million cannonball serves. As an outsider you have no right to complain about our rules."
"Yesterday? Mako was being held hostage yesterday!" Ryuuko shouted. "Of course she didn't come to your stupid practice!"
"The issue is that she was taken hostage without permission." Omiko said.
Ryuuko shielded Mako from another attack from the tennis club that stood behind Omiko with her case.
"Cut that out, damn it!" She ordered. "Go on ahead, Mako, you'll be expelled f you're later, right?!"
Mako ran way and to the school before anyone could get her hands on her.
Ryuuko was about to fight with Omiko when there was a loud crash and a cry of musical instruments, ones belonging to a marching band.
"Jakuzure stop chasing me!" Nikko cried as she ran around the courtyard.
The pink haired girl appeared with an entire army of band girls behind her.
"Not until you join one of my music clubs!" Jakuzure smirked and held out her batton. "Get her!" She commanded.
Ryuuko watched Nikko's breasts bounce side to side as she fled from the girls, running back and forth around the courtyard, Neko not being the tightest of uniforms.
"You know I'm already part of a club!"
"But it isn't one of my choir clubs or my acapellas!"
Nikko found herself cut off by a wall of girls in every direction with Nonon standing above them.
"Why do you always run? You only ever listen to Lady Satsuki. You're a singer, you belong a respected club!" She said.
"I am a respected club!"
"Ha! Don't make me laugh. What does Satsuki see in you anyway? Huh? Huh?"
"That's none of your concern!"
Hehe, when I get you to join one of MY clubs you will HAVE to listen to me. And then I can order you tell me!" Jakuzure waved her wand and a sea of girls was about to crush into Nikko.
She braced herself for the impact and closed her eyes but opened her eyes again to find herself in Ryuuko's arms as the girls crashed into nothing. Ryuuko cradled Nikko with one arm, somewhat sitting on one shoulder. Nikko's knee was just under Ryuuko's chin and Nikko found her hands in Ryuuko's head and in her hair.
The world was in slow motion, the other girls around them fading into a pink blur, as Nikko looked down at Ryuuko with wide eyes, her hair flowing behind them as Ryuuko ran to get her a safe distance from Jakuzure.
Ryuuko was smiling as she gazed up at the stunned lioness.
"Are you alright?" She asked sweetly.
Nikko forgot the finer points of grammar as she looked at Ryuuko and forgot the ones around them. She only nodded and a smile spread across her lips, her eyes sparkling.
"Yes, thank you."
Ryuuko stopped, Nikko's hair falling back down her back but the pink blur remained, their eyes locked as Ryuuko held Nikko high and above her head.
Omiko's green eye glass spinned and zoomed in like a camera lens and focused on the semi exposed ass cheeks that sat on Ryuuko's arm. She hummed to herself as she finished her moment of ogling the curvy girl and drew them back to focus on the enemies before them.
"You bitch! How dare you?!" Jakuzure shouted and stomped her foot like a child.
Ryuuko turned to her and pointed her blade to Nonon, Nikko's still in her arm.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! Nikko has every right to not listen to you! She can make her own choices!"
"Bull. Now return the girl to me."
"Yes," The camera retracted. "Put the… cute ...girl down and let us finish our match." Omiko said.
Nikko moved into Ryuuko's embrace more, as if hiding from the two woman before her.
"Hell no. This kitten is mine." Ryuuko smirked.
Ryuuko and Nikko suddenly went flying into a water filled revien and down into the sewer systems. Nikko gasped for air and found herself on Ryuuko's case, pulling the unconscious owner on to float too.
"Ry-Ryuuko!" Nikko called as she held her there.
She thanked god Neko was asleep.
She Held onto Ryuuko and the case as they floated toward a small water fall. Nikko gasped when she hit her head on a pole just as they almost fell down a large one.
The Class K teacher strolled out from a corner in the sewers and saw the two unconscious girls dangling from the strap on the guitar case.
"Oh dear…" He said to himself upon seeing the site.
Ryuuko woke up under a blanket in a red room on a brown couch.
"You awake, Ryuuko?" Mr. Class K asked as he sat on the window sill in front of her. The poor girl began to sit up slowly, groaning as she moved.
"Wait, aren't you a teacher?" She asked.
She looked around a bit and found Nikko was no where to be seen.
"That's right, i'm your homeroom teacher, Mikisugi." He said.
"Where is Nikko?"
"I had her run an arrend from me, she will be back though." He chuckled and ran his hand through his messy hair. "Talk about crazy extracurricular lessons."
Ryuuko looked under the blanket to find she was naked, a blush spreading across her face and she turned her head quickly to find Senketsu and Neko, who were sitting beside each other on hangers.
"Hang on! You didn't undress me, did you?!" She asked.
"Yes, I thought I would teach you a few thing… about your body." Mikisugi wasn't lying, in fact he had undressed Nikko too but he actually put some clothes on her too. One of his shirts and an old pair of shorts to be exact. Nikko was a pretty passive girl so she thought nothing of it.
Mikisugi stood up and get closer to Ryuuko who was sitting up and ready to run or even attack the teacher.
"You perverted son of a bitch!" She screamed and got up, her fist ready to crash into his chin as she held the blanket around her. He dodged her swiftly and threw three needles into her back, paralyzing her with pressure points.
"Wait, what?! My body won't move!" She freaked., looking over her shoulder to see the teacher as he asked her to calm down.
"What did you do?!" Ryuuko asked.
"Anesthetic acupuncture." He answered and pulled out a syringe. "You seem a little hot-blooded at the moment so I'll only draw a little." He turned to her, a creepy smirk on his face.
Ryuuko shrieked.
"No, don't! I hate needles!" She cried but Mikisugi still drew some from her arm.
"Allow me to explain why your Kamui didn't activate earlier." He said and shot some blood onto the uniform with the syringe.
Senketsu woke up, his body stretching a bit and becoming eyes, a mouth and arms. Well, he was still clothing, it just seemed he was moving his mouth more.
"More! Feed me more!" He shouted.
"You awake, Senketsu?" Ryuuko asked annoyed as the uniform thrashed on the hanger.
"Ryuuko?" Senketsu asked, suddenly calm.
"Dumbass, why didn't you wake up when I needed you?!" She growled.
"Now, now. Calm down." Mikisugi said and took his glasses off. Mikisugi's hair was suddenly neat and pulled back a bit and his face was actually very handsome. Pink light shined around him as she posed by the window for Ryuuko. She wasn't amused.
"You understand now, right?" He asked her.
"Understand what?" She asked.
"This Kamui is awakened by your blood." He said.
"What is this 'Kamui' thing you keep talking about? You mean this sailor uniform?" Ryuuko asked.
"That's right." Mikisugi pulled off his tie and with stripper sexiness his shirt began to slide down his shoulders and a pink light emitted from his nipples. "Its a uniform constructed by your father, Isshin Matoi, whose power surpasses even a Goku uniform."
Mikisugi was suddenly half naked with the shirt still only on his arm. Not an awful sight, the man was very toned and very sexy. He leaned forward in a new pose and more light was shining through the window.
"Only someone who can master wearing this can fight Satsuki Kiryuin." He said. Ryuuko was still not amuzed.
"Who the hell are you?" She asked.
"Prove to me that you are someone who deserves an answer." His arms were now behind his head.
"Come again." Ryuuko said.
"The first order of business in the Tennis Club President, Omiko Hakodate. If you can't master this Kamui and defeat her, you can't defeat Satsuki Kiryuin."
The blanket began to slip down Ryuuko's statue body when Nikko came inside the small room, blushing back grabbing the blanket before it could fall.
A siren sounded as she pulled out the needles.
"Better move on." Mikisugi was suddenly back to his grungy and dirty self. "Afternoon classes are starting."
Ryuuko fell to her knees.
"Use this Seki Tekko for now." He handed Ryuuko a red glove. "It will get blood to your Kamui faster."
Nikko was suddenly changed, wearing Neko again. She handed Mikisugi the clothes and a plastic bag.
"Fine," Ryuuko growled. "I'll pound the tennis club president into dirt and then you will tell me everything I want to know."
Nikko and Ryuuko walked up to the school together.
"Why was that one girl chasing you today? Was it really only to join her club?" Ryuuko asked.
"Um, yea… that's why I'm always late. I don't like having to deal with Nonon so I just wait until she is class and can't get me." Nikko smiled sheepishly.
"Why is she so obsessed?"
"All of them are. They have a pact that whoever gets me into one of their club's gets to be the best of them all, the number one elite four. Even Gamagori tried to get me to be his second in command with the discipline guys but I refused."
"Huh? What could you do for them? You're way too sweet to belong in any of those clubs."
"I'm actually really athletic and I'm good with computers and I can sing. That covers the club subjects of the Elite Four and they all are always after me."
"Why did you could to school early today them?"
"Well…" Nikko blushed. "I wanted to see you sooner."
Ryuuko's eyes widened a bit.
"An-and Mako! She is so sweet to everyone…" Nikko barely covered herself with that but Ryuuko believed her and sighed.
"You don't have to do that but if you want to, just walk to school with Mako and I. I'll protect you, I swear on it."
Nikko smiled but she looked up, seeing Mako tied to a pole and some of the tennis club girls beating the shit out of her with the balls.
Ryuuko jumped into action, stopping some of the balls with the case.
"Not so fast, people!" She called.
Mako blinked. "Ryuuko?!"
"That transfer student…" Sanageyama was standing beside Omiko. Omiko's attention was brought back to him, she having been ogling Nikko since Ryuuko left her side. Nikko was just so cute in her little uniform.
"You've come for another beating?" Omiko asked as she approached Ryuuko.
"As if!" Ryuuko pointed. "This time I'm going to knock you all on your asses!"
Ryuuko was so cool…
"Let's do it, Senketsu!" She pulled the spike on her glove and he transformed, wrapping her body in the sexy way he did. It seemed like it hurt, things not settling right for some reason. Nikko stared at Ryuuko for some time, trying to figure out why things seemed off.
"She is embarrassed, not embracing her Kamui." Neko said. "You should transform too, see if you can get used to me when I am like that."
"Hold on," Nikko said. "Let's give Ryuuko the spotlight for now."
"As you wish."
"That looked both painful and embarrassing, you masochistic exhibitionist." Omiko said to Ryuuko.
"Bit me! I'm not an exhibitionist!" Ryuuko shouted. Nikko chuckled to herself quietly as she watched the two of them.
Omiko began her attack on Ryuuko who pulled out her blade as tennis balls came flying at her.
She swung her blade and all the tennis balls fell to the ground before hitting her, each one cut into 6 slices then into nothing but strings.
Nikko noticed how Senketsu was releasing a lot of steam, maybe once every minute. 'Embrace the kamui. She is already wearing him.' Nikko thought.
"Fault! You're disqualified, transfer student!" Sanageyama shouted.
"What?" Ryuuko asked.
"True, you evaded Hakedate's attack but slicing balls in half is against the rules! In other words, you have won the fight but lost the match."
Nikko came into view, standing beside Sanageyama. Upon looking down at the beautiful girl his cheeks turned red.
"I will tell you what is against the rules," She said and poked Sanageyama in the chest. "50 girls against 1! A fair tennis match is one on one, or even two on two. You should have stopped this before Ryuuko even had a chance to slice the balls in half, which is what I will do to yours if you do not fix this mess." Nikko glared.
Neko was, to say the least, impressed. Nikko was sweet and passive, never glared and never ordered someone around. In short, she never stood up for herself.
"It seems you are having some influence on that pink girl." Senketsu said.
"Huh?"
"She is standing up for you and even herself with that threat, the pink turtle is poking her head from her shell."
Ryuuko stared at Nikko.
"Well what the hell do you want me to do?!" Sanageyama shouted in her face.
"A real match! One on one, Ryuuko against Omiko." Nikko glared up at Sanageyama. She wasn't scary but was very serious.
Omiko watched Sanageyama and two girls go all out on each other closely, zooming in closer whenever Nikko spoke.
Mako suddenly appeared beside Ryuuko, the cocoon of rope falling off her body and a spotlight appearing over her head.
"Ryuuko won, she won!" Mako shouted.
Even Nikko made a slight 'WTF' face as Mako made her dramatic speech.
"Ryuuko rescued me! And Nikko! She may have lost the match but she won with friendship!"
Nikko was suddenly under that spotlight too, Mako having placed Nikko in Ryuuko's arms as if… well, rescuing her.
Nikko was put down.
Ryuuko and her stood there bamboozled.
"Winning at friendship means winning at life!" Mako pointed a finger at Sanageyama. "if you're going to be like that, you leave her no choice! Ryuuko will win, Ryuuko will win, Ryuuko will win! Even in tennis, even in tennis, even in tennis, she'll win!" The spotlight disappeared.
A moment of stunned silence was broken by Omiko's sudden laughter.
"So you really are saying you want to face me in a tennis match?!" She asked.
"Here, do your best, Ryuuko." Mako said and handed her a racket.
"Yes," Nikko stood beside her. "Do your best."
They both smiled sweetly and Ryuuko stared back in awe. She let out a sigh and smiled.
"Alright, alright, lets do this!" She said, suddenly pumped.
"She likes you." Neko said.
"Shut up…" Nikko whispered.
The entire school gathered in a giant arena around a blue and red tennis court.
Nikko pulled the spike on her glove and leapt into the air, transforming in a beacon of pink light and landing again on the net.
It wasn't her total transformation though. It was just a simple mini skirt like normal but the top was different and resembled a cheerleading uniform. Still sexy as hell but still not as revealing as Neko's total transformation.
She stood on the net light she was lighter than air and her gloves shined, getting shorter down her arms and turning into pom poms. Mako had some too but they were blue to match her uniform as she sat in the stands.
Her "ears" twitched but it seemed unnoticed.
"Alright, girls!" Nikko said with a smile and flushed cheeks. "I want a fair, clean fight! No fowl language and lets make sure to follow the rules!"
Omiko's eyeglass rotated to a clear lense and took photos of Nikko as she stood in her sexy Kamui.
"This is a special, one match game! Decide who is going to serve." Nikko jumped from the net, landing on her feet behind Ryuuko who was fiddling with her racket. Her tiny tail wagged under her shirt as she cheered with Mako and some other students, pumping her pompoms into the air with excitement.
"She is rookie," Omiko said and pointed her racket to Ryuuko. "I'll let her decide."
"I'll take you up on that and go ahead and serve."
Nikko sensed something was going to wrong.
Ryuuko served and Omiko licked her lips as she caught it, sending the ball back at amazing speed.
Omiko gasped when Ryuuko caught the ball, Ryuuko's speed having been under estimated.
Nikko saw the netting of Ryuuko's racket pull back rather far.
"Ryuuko be careful! Omiko is sending some strong stuff and I don't know if your racket will take it!"
Nikko was right, for the next hit went right through Ryuuko's racket and almost hit the poor pink girl. Omiko chuckled. She liked that scared look on Nikko's face. She took a photo.
"Love-15!" Sanageyama announced.
Ryuuko smirked and tossed the racket aside. "Not bad." She said.
"I'm just getting warmed up." Omiko said.
This time when the ball came at her Ryuuko tried to use the edge of the racket to strike.
"No, don't-!" Nikko called as the ball back fired and shot Ryuuko in the cheek. "Do that…"
"Love-30!"
Omiko chuckled, her having done that on purpose.
Nikko growled.
"Don't brag about being a sore winner, Omiko!" Nikko shouted.
"Haha, oh my dear," She almost moaned out, the idea of the school's Cotton Candy idol speaking to her nearly pushing her over the edge.
Nikko noticed this and the gears began to turn faster in her head.
"I am the best kind of winner. How about this, if that transfer student actually wins I will do anything you say for a day." A dark smirk spread across her face. "But if I win, you do as I say."
Nikko nodded her head, accepting the bet even though she could guess the ideas that ran through Omiko's head.
"Don't go making bets on my friend!" Ryuuko shouted, her Kamui now tighter and exerting more power. "Here we go!" She shouted and served but the racket shattered in her hands.
She tried again but a double fault was called.
"Ryuuko your weapon is to weak for your power! Find something else to play with, quick, this is your last shot!" Nikko called.
"Ryuuko, use the scissor blade." Senketsu said. "Only the scissor blade can withstand our strength!"
"Mako!" Mako was asleep on her blade that was stuck in the wall. "My scissor!" Mako got up and pulled the scissor from the wall and tossed it to Ryuuko. She took a thread from her skirt and wrapped it around the handle, turning it into a big red racket.
Nikko cheered and waved to pompoms with skill and happiness.
The boys at Honnouji academy were now taking photos of Nikko and Ryuuko as they went around with all their sexiness.
Just as Sanageyama was about to call fault Satsuki appeared, giving them permission. Nikko didn't stop cheering. She wouldn't let Satsuki's presence ruin her mood.
"2! 4! 6! 8! Ryuuko is awesome and totally great!" Nikko and Mako chanted together.
This seemed to cool Ryuuko of her anger at Satsuki, almost helping her focus.
Nikko cheered louder and found herself singing as Ryuuko delivered her punches to Omiko.
"Don't lose your way in your mind!
We have to be as one!
Don't be afraid my sweetheart!
This is the way to be more strong!
Harbour my deep secret,
It makes me so blue!
Run through this game before my body is dry!"
Ryuuko threw Omiko's body into the wall of the arena, sending rocks everywhere. She jumped in front of Nikko, protecting her from the rubble.
"Bitchin song." She commented. "Sing that next time I fight, it'll-" Ryuuko shot a huge rock away. "Be MY theme song now!"
Nikko smiled.
Ryuuko turned her blade around as Omiko came flying at them and cut her uniform into bits. Neko suddenly turned normal and the life fiber from Omiko's uniform traveled into Senketsu.
"Oh dear, looks like the match can't go on." Ryuuko said, Omiko's naked body unconscious as the boys stared.
They both looked up as Sanageyama and his boys appeared before them.
"Don't get so full of yourself, bitch." He glared.
"Wait, Sanageyama, the winner of this match is that girl." Satsuki said, suddenly standing in the arena. Ryuuko stepped in front of Nikko protectively, making sure if Satsuki wanted to get to her, she couldn't.
Everyone stepped back and bowed, all but Nikko and Ryuuko. Although, Nikko did have to remind herself not to bow.
"So, are you going to tell me? Are you the Scissor Blade Woman?" Ryuuko asked as she glared.
Satsuki's sword crashed into Ryuuko's shoulder.
"If you want to know, ask the question with your skill." Satsuki said.
"Ryuuko Senketsu feels hot." Nikko whispered. Ryuuko realized Nikko's hand was on her shoulder.
"She is right. If you are going to fight, win within two minutes. Otherwise, you're going to pass out again." Senketsu said.
"That because you drank too much of my blood!" Ryuuko said.
"This is my Bakuzan. It can even cut into your Kamui." Satsuki said. "Its edge is even keener than your scissor."
Satsuki attacked.
Ryuuko gasped and blocked but the attack was so strong. Nikko wrapped her arms around Ryuuko's waist to keep her from flying away as the arena behind them was destroyed.
Nikko pulled the spike all the way this time, glaring at Satsuki as she held unconscious Ryuuko in her arm like a suitcase. Nikko's ears were down, her cheeks red thanks to the slutty uniform, but said nothing to Satsuki.
"Lets go, Mako." Nikko said cooly and grabbed her by the arm, dirt flying up and around them as Nikko kicked off the ground and jumped away like a cat, disappearing from the school.
Satsuki relaxed.
"Forgive me, my lady. I underestimated the transfer student." Sanageyama said.
She gave orders and walked away.
'To think I had to turn my blade away. And you managed to steal my pet right out of her cage. I will not forget this day, Ryuuko Matoi.'