Athletic Club Onslaught
"Lady Satsuki, do you know what either of those two were wearing?" Uzu Sanageyama asked from a rather lazy sitting position on the posh couch purchased for his own leisure. The Athletic Committee Chair was not one for questions like this, but the fact his lead boxer was so easily dealt with, most definitely provided the means for such a question.
"Kamui," Satsuki said sipping from an ornamented glass. The word Kamui brought many things to mind especially clothes donned by the gods and yet neither the red uniform Shinko Kurosaki nor the black bikini-like outfit that Ryuko Matoi was wearing fit that bill." Kamui are rather strong Goku Uniforms made of One hundred percent Life Fibers. Frankly, I am impressed Fukuroda survived," another light sip of the warm beverage.
"One hundred percent Life Fibers? Seems rather unlikely anyone should be able to even survive within them," Hoka Inumuta, head of the Surveillance and Intelligence Department looked perplexed. The computer before him came to life with key strokes as the teal haired teenager began to bring up charts on several studies funded by REVOCs." They should have died if our linear models of bodily strain were accurate," the screen showed a series of graphs and things that showed his point.
Somewhere...
Light switched over two bodies both of which were rather banged up. The first was young man now in a black jacket, red shirt, and a pair of black jeans; the second a teenaged girl in a blackish-blue sailor outfit. Both of them had been heavily bandaged and were currently unconscious but that was about to change.
Ryuko twitched an eerie presence coming into her senses. When her two blue eyes snapped open they locked onto a middle aged man that was positioned rather openly over her, looking down at her face. A blush rushed over Ryuko's face before her right hand found a way into the middle of the man's face, the impact sent him skyrocketing into the ceiling and then to the floor blood running down the unfortunate man's face.
"Whatta punch on this one," he commented dizzily having just had his mind scrambled by the uppercut. The man quickly shook it off as Ryuko sat up with a wince of pain.
"I wouldn't have had to punch you if you weren't trying to be a perv!" she shouted defensively making the other youth in the room twitch slightly. Snapping away from her mad screaming Ryuko realized that she was in the middle of a home, a small slum-like home but a home nonetheless. Quickly, she looked at the woman roughly two or three years younger than the man, walking in with a basket of laundry.
"Well glad to see you are awake," the woman giggled taking a quick glance at her bloodied husband before setting the laundry aside. She took a step awake for a moment as Shinko began to stir." How are you feeling? Mako was pretty worried when she brought the two of you in," the kindly housewife asked moving a few articles from the basket into a drawer on the far side of the room.
'Mako, she really did that for me?' Ryuko pondered looking at the woman blankly for a second trying to think something up to say. This pause lasted a few moments until Mako walked by the doorway carrying the red Scissor Sword that had so easily been dropped aboard the cart." I'm feeling better than I did when Mako found me that's for sure. Speaking of which I'm going to talk to her," Ryuko stood up and stopped over the man she had punched out." My apologies," she bowed humbly before taking off down the hallway.
"What's with all the racket?" Shinko sat up eyes still filled with sleep and body still buzzing with fatigue. The teenager was relieved that he was back in somewhat normal clothes, which still must have been his Kamui as they were those that had been worn prior." Where am I?" he continued looking close at the woman readying to walk from the room.
"You are in the Makanshoku Back Alley Doctor's Office," the man said blood no long oozing from his face. The burly man rose and extended a hearty hand down towards Shinko." Get on up Mako'll be glad to see you are okay," Mister Mankanshoku assured helping the teen up to his feet.
"Thanks a lot. I was pretty banged up," Shinko bowed noting that it was time to start school. Hesitantly, he walked towards the door removing a few of the bandages that had covered the injuries of the day before." Thanks a lot Mister and Misses Makanshoku," Shinko said before exiting.
"My lady, two visitors from the Athletic Program," Ira Gamagori boomed as the rest of the Committee heads lounged about. Sanageyama had a dopey grin on his face believing these two would redeem the rather lackluster performance by the previous Athletic Committee member.
"Let them in Gamagori," Satsuki spoke elegantly though, it was not filled with much emotion. The door to the palace-like room opened and two teenagers, a male and female walked in humbly wearing their typical uniforms, though neither had any stars present. Satsuki knew them but of course deferred to the leader of the entire program who was casually staring at the two students.
"Omiko Hakodate, the Tennis Club leader and Shinsuke Wannatabe, the leader of the Fencing Club," Uzu sighed standing up from the posh couch with a slight grin on his face. Hakodate was a blonde in her late teens, quite possibly a few months older Satsuki, with a strange scouter-like depth enhancer on her left eyes scanning the room and everyone in it for possible falters; it was a gift to enhance her tennis performance. Wannatabe was Sanageyama's height but thinner and with a more pointed face, not to mention piercing green eyes and light blue hair." You realize why Lady Satsuki brought both of you here right?" the Chair of the Athletic Department asked casually.
The question was rhetorical and neither of the students bit the bait it was a good sign of their discipline." I brought both of you here to grant both of you an advantage in your upcoming matches in Hokkaido," Satsuki said plainly as Shiro Iori came through a side door with two silvery wardrobes on a hand cart." These two uniforms are Two Stars Athletic Uniforms; however to keep them you will have to dispose of Ryuko Matoi and Shinko Kurosaki," the two teens looked surprised at the concise command.
"Yes, my lady," both bowed accepting the gifts from within the two chambers.
"Ryuko you were awesome I didn't know your clothes could change like that," Mako smiled as they walked the road up to the large high school complex. Ryuko stood to her left, bandages and bruises still prevalent along her frame." Can you do that again? It was so western and free! Its like you didn't care who saw what!" Mako continued to cheer.
"I-I'm not sure Mako why you think I did that, but trust me it was not for giggles," Ryuko sighed slightly, an attempt to hide the blush on her features, as they continued along the path gently stepping over the cracks in the road. Mako looked happily over as Ryuko looked down at the fabric covering her frame the single orange-yellow eye closed over her chest." It was pretty embarrassing to be honest," the black hair teenager sighed as Mako looked at her curiously.
"Well that-" a tennis ball smashed into Mako's face tossing the girl over in stumble step that quickly became semi-conscious." Well that is-" another tennis ball slammed into her face turning her inside out litterally, but the bowl-cut teenager managed to stand up." Well that is-" three smashed into her face, turning the girl around and down quickly. Ryuko growled drawing the red sword from a pocket along Senketsu's side expanding it into the full form a few seconds later.
"Show yourself coward!" Ryuko shouted a red glimmer soaring up the blade disappearing at the razor sharp tip. A tennis ball came from no where a half-serious swing shredded it into nothing as the firer jumped from atop a nearby building insanely large tennis racket present in her left hand, in fact it was scythe-like in many ways including the spikes along the edge of it." I don't appreciate people like you hitting my friend in the face!" the brash teen held her ground
Omiko had change from the typical tennis garb to a very perplexing Goku Uniform with two black stars filled with red threads. Her Goku Uniform looked no different than the typical tennis uniform barring a large hoop skirt that had hundreds if not more green tennis balls filling it as if it were a ball pit. The visor that she had been wearing obtained a red lens and was extended slightly further off of her face.
"Hey she did not show up to practice yesterday thereby she faces my repercussions," Hakodate sneered large racket hung loosely in her left hand its large spikes gleaming in the light.
"She was held hostage! Did you not see that?" the red-banged teenager shouted in the middle of drawing the blade back. Omiko did not care it seemed as if her only plan was to strike down Mako for being absent.
"I am Omiko Hakodate, Head of the Tennis Club!" large symbols spelled out her name and rank before fading away. Ryuko grunted frustrated as Omiko spun the racket around a green ball appearing in her serving hand." And if she did not present a letter of absence a day early I have no other choice," she growled with a frustrated grimace.
"Look I don't have time for this!" Ryuko spun the sword around placing a left hand over the eye-like part of Senketsu's scarf. Ryuko was expecting something to happen but it did not." Come on Senketsu! We have to take this one down, she's hurting Mako!" the red-banged teenager was trying to awaken the garment, but nothing happened except a strange glare from Hakodate.
'Oh man Matoi doesn't get it does she,' Mikisugi sighed turning away from his home which overlooked the combat zone.
"Talking to your clothes pathetic! See ya loser!" the serve rocketed out and drilled her in the face launching Isshin's daughter across the street and into a river that flowed along side the road.
A few blocks behind them, a few moments prior...
"En garde!" a man in a white fencing outfit descended thin fencing blade reaching out towards the black haired teenager. Upon second glance the attire was not that of a typical fencer, no it was white sure but two black stars presented themselves over the chest of it and three different fencing blades were sheathed around the man's crotch. The helmet also had two stars but they were present in the meshed portion of the mask making it gain an eerie red glow.
"What is your beef with me?" Shinko flicked out the small dagger he had always carried for protection its slightly curved blade shining in the early morning sunlight. The teen got no answer instead the fencer raised the blade aiming it firmly at his chest with the needle-like point an inch away from the middle of the teen's chest." Well if you aren't answering that one what is your name at least?" the dagger was used to bat away the blade's edge.
"I am Shinsuke Wannatabe, the head of the Fencing Club of Honnoji Academy!" much like with Hakodate large symbols appeared and disappeared spelling out the name and rank. Atticus' heir prepped for a fight gripping at the right hand which held the short metallic blade tightly." You are someone I want to test my limits against so if you'd please humor me with an engagement!" the captain mocked sword still pointed down.
"I can show you more than that!" Shinko expected the uniform to change at those words but nothing came. Confused the last Kurosaki stared at the uniform the two green dots that most certainly had been eyes were closed and not even budging." Hey come on Sentokitsu we have business to settle!" nothing, no reaction and the Two Star wearer grinned.
With a loud 'thwat' the needle-like point of the blade came down missing but backing the Kamui wearer back. Another loud snapping sound filled the air it missed but Shinko once more backed away. Another swing was brought down and luckily it was stopped by the dagger. The uniform's power cleaved the dinky blade in half and flung the rebel back in a break of wind.
The thin sword smashed across Shinko's face leaving a welt, but not drawing blood. Wannatabe spun and jabbed with the sword stopping an inch away from the youth's chest letting the air of the movement throw him away. Shinko bounced and rolled before falling clean off of the road and into the nearby man-made river that served as his only savior.
Mikisugi's Home...
"I swear both of you are reckless," Aikuro sighed already shedding the teacher disguise. Both Shinko and Ryuko were sprawled out in the room heads throbbing and bodies aching." Neither of you realize what a Kamui is do you?" the man sat down shirt fading off of his torso as he pulled out a box from a drawer beside the provided grading desk.
"What are you talking about, you perv?" Ryuko went back on instinct, a strange man stripping in front of you with purple light coming from his nipples most definitely was not something of good fortune. Mikisugi sighed at the sentiment but went on with what he was doing pulling a chrome needle out from the box he had taken out." What are you doing?" always quick Ryuko drew the Scissor Blade aiming it at Mikisugi's nose.
"Relax I'm not going to kill you or anything," without warning Aikuro dug the needle into the tip of Ryuko's finger making her wince and grow even angrier. The Scissor Sword was pressed against his chest but still the teacher remained undaunted but it." Watch this," the blood drop that had been on the small spike was dropped onto the shoulder of her Kamui a sparkle running through the fabric before the orange-yellow eye opened up.
'Where am I?' Senketsu said loudly even though Ryuko was the only one that could even hear the garment.
"You woke him up how?" Ryuko now was confused and slightly interested seeing as her command failed to awaken the rather powerful article of clothing.
"Yeah, that just seems weird," Shinko looked just as confused seeing as it was such a simple task to awaken the uniform.
"I guess you shouldn't know this but Kamui and Life Fibers, activate when the blood of there host is present," Mikisugi turned back to the box fiddling around with whatever was inside of it, a gun-like shape could be seen. Both teenaged warriors looked confused as he pulled out a glove, red in color from Senketsu's sleeve. The blue haired teacher walked over to the two teens both of which were confused." This is a Seki Tekko, a device your father, Isshin Matoi, created to aid in the gain of blood for Life Fibers without outright stealing it all from the host," the left handed gloves were placed on the coffee table before the two teens.
"Will the Seki Tekko work for Sentokitsu as well?" Shinko asked looking down at the red glove with curiosity. Mikisugi seemed confused as to the question, the name could not have been directed at clothing could it?
"What is a Sentokitsu?" Mikisugi seemed confused naming clothing in such a fond manner seemed ridiculous.
"My Kamui, will the glove work with my Kamui?" Atticus' heir questioned as Mikisugi realized.
"No, it is a physical part of Senketsu so it can not work for you," Aikuro sat back watching the teenager grab the black glove that was covering his right hand, pricking the index finger of his right hand in the process the Kamui sparking to life like the other, two green eyes glaring at the former teacher." Why did you chose that as a name for your Kamui?" Mister Mikisugi rose an eyebrow quizzically.
'It means 'fighter', if you knew Atticus Kurosaki that name would be blatantly clear,' the Life Fiber entity spoke but only its wearer could hear it.
"Ssh," Sentokitsu was hushed by it wearer who tried to figure anything out." Do you think dad put a syringe in this uniform?" Shinko asked.
"That right glove seems like your variant of a syringe there may be a button or switch in one of the studs, just a thought," the history teacher made an educated guess. Mikisugi also noted the fact Shinko was staring down at the Kamui obviously there was a lack of context from the teacher's side.
"I'll try that then thanks," Shinko pressing on the large stud in the middle of the right glove a needle just beginning to prick the skin atop his hand.' Found it,' the black haired youth pointed out as the needle retracted back into the stud of the glove.
'So what's next?' the Kamui questioned its wielder uncertain of their upcoming plans of action.
"I know both of you want questions answered and I'll tell you two what I can. The only caveat is those two club leaders that you faced earlier get dealt with," Mikisugi led the vendetta down. Both teenaged students took a glance down at their outfits which were glaring up at them.
"Deal," they spoke in unison before getting up to go knowing each second wasted could most definitely be the end for Mako Makanshoku.
Honnoji Courtyard...
"Keep going at it," Hakodate cackled wildly as a horde of more or less faceless Tennis Club students unloaded serve after serve into Mako's face. The captain was cruel and it showed as Mako's face was being battered by the barrage of serves.
"Hey bitch I think you should stop that," Ryuko stepped up through the center of the crowd Scissor raised and destroying the incoming tennis balls.
"Ryuko! What're you doing here?" Mako smiled though her face was battered and bruised. Ryuko cut her free and readied to fight.
"Saving you," the feather-haired teenager reminded reaching up to the clip on her left red glove. Omiko Hakodate laughed at the display unknowing of the gauntlet or the capabilities of its user. With a yank and a grit of teeth the clip was removed." Damn," Ryuko muttered in pain.
"Life Fiber: Synchronize! Kamui Senketsu!" both voices rose up only Ryuko's could be heard.
A syringe reached from the glove into her bloodstream. The red ooze flowing through her was drawn up into the glove and through the many dozens of fibers of the Kamui. Stars expanded from even the thread-level and morphed the uniform into an entity of light. In the center of the light Ryuko was surrounded by thread, red in color, all of which bound around her as a flaming beast rose its head up from behind, a single eye shining out. It bit over top of her and exploded out in power.
Ryuko's aura of light died down and she was there in the form that Senketsu had assumed a day prior.
"Ooh, that looked painful and embarrassing, you masochistic stripper!" Hakodate hissed pointed teeth bared for all to see.
"I ain't a stripper!" Ryuko growled drawing back the sword.
'Let's do this Ryuko,' Senketsu's words rose up to her and she grinned.
Honnoji Academy Athletic Hall...
"Mind if I join in?" the Kurosaki family's last heir walked in with a confident smile both hands resting within the pockets of the jacket.' I need to keep this grin up or else they'll realize that I'm terrified,' Shinko kept calm but was easily jumpy on the inside.
'Don't be so arrogant. This one is skilled,' the Kamui expressed distaste with the teen's vigor but it seemed to fall on deaf ears.
"So you've come back for more punishment? If you think you're special fight through these guys before you fight me. That way they'll get easy practice," Shinsuke sneered leaning against the longest fencing blade as a dozen One Star student circled the black, spiky haired teen's position. They all brought forth there foils, the lightest but more versatile of the fencing blades.
"Fine," the teen held up his right hand the diamond-shaped stud in the center of the right glove getting pressed down.
"Life Fiber: Fusion! Kamui Sentokitsu!" once again both voices rose but only the human's could be heard.
Blood flowed through the three small needles that burrowed into the top of the teenager's hand. Every piece of thread along the shirt, jacket, and pants shone brightly morphing into a more sleek combat form made of light. The fabric twisted and faded away starting with the jacket which burnt away into nothing as the two green lights move behind him in the form of a pillar or beast made of green flames. It bit down hard upon the teen morphing into a combat suitable form.
"Which one of you wants to try to take me down?" the green bladed sword came unsung from the generated sheath, a gust throwing the nearest fencers away. The katana-like sword was blurring through the air seemingly not touching anything until the One Stars each obtained a thin green slash along some portion of their uniforms, which exploded out in a loud boom a second later." That was pretty cool," Shinko muttered down to the Kamui.
'That is my power: effective destruction,' Sentokitsu responded as the Fencing Club head took a few steps forward replacing the foil he was carrying with a sabre, refusing to hold back.' I do believe this one will be more challenging than those One Stars,' the uniform continued.
"Gotcha," the teen spoke with the uniform before the two blades were raised to position a crackling spark running through the air between the two. Shinsuke Wannatabe was calm and collected while Shinko was still slightly perturbed and flinching towards the incoming conflict." I normally don't fight people like you," ever humble Atticus' son spoke the green sword glowing within his hands.
"What changed?" Wannatabe asked almost demanding, as the sabre fencing blade began to shimmer with the incoming light.
"You smacked me across the face and threw me into a river. Things like that I just can't turn the other cheek on," Shinko explained keeping blade raised in a fighting position. Blue eyes narrowed on the fencer who flickered out of sight as if never there to begin with." What the-?" the sabre came down missing by a half inch as Shinko flipped out of the way, against his volition but much appreciated.
"Don't care I have my reasons for it! En garde!" the sword came like a whirlwind and the katana managed to keep up. Sparks of collision began to light the air between them as both began speed up their strikes." Sabre-Foil Attack!" the second blade kipped out of the belt and into the fencer's other hand crashing down upon the katana and batting it away while the sabre nearly came down upon Shinko's head, a well placed kick to the abdomen stopped that.
'We are being too careless,' Sentokitsu sighed realizing just how useless they were without the sword.
"I could have guessed that much," Shinko sighed as Shinsuke dropped one of the blades, air still not filling his lungs." I'm going to change that now," a right hand soared into the Fencing Club's leader twice, once in the face the mesh tearing into his flesh and the other in the gut doubling the Captain over quickly. A loose strike from the foil nearly caught the Kamui wearer but it was fruitless as he slid under it.
The Two Star stared briefly before pivoting away.
"Why'd my hand get cut?" Shinko complained staring down at the warm crimson flowing down from the knuckles of her right hand. The fencer grinned the blood being blinked away from the front of his Goku Uniform without leaving a dab." Hey answer," he entered a defensive stance realizing the blade was behind the Two Star a prospect of getting by barely creeping into his mind.
"One does not simply hit a fencer in the face," Wannatabe answered before rushing forward blades buzzing with sparks." Sabre! Foil! Dual Wield!" the two blades blurred in and out like they were meant too pushing the red donning warrior back further and further away from the katana that could change the fight.
"And you don't back me into a corner!" Shinko shouted throwing a left feint to the right side leading the Fencing Club head away for a spinning left kick to the ribs that threw the captain away. With a blur of motion and a roll the sword ended up in the proper hands shimmering with a trail of stars." Ready to go again? En garde!" the katana spun and cleaved through the foil leaving the fencer armed with a single blade.
The two traded strikes each sword sparking after impact but only one was built to endure impacts of the level and it most certainly was no the sabre. Both teenagers raced across the entirety of the gymnasium over the many unconscious other fencing members and a few downed benches. Sentokitsu was more than powerful enough to overwhelm him but the human within the Kamui was too busy testing limits.
'Twack!' the end of the sabre caught Shinko along the left cheek. A stream of blood ran down, each curve of that side gained a red tint and then an angry warrior glared up." I should have let that one slide but you know what? I wont," the katana spun around its blade extended to twice that of the average length." Ready?" the Kamui's boots began to glow red.
'Of course,' the article of clothing answered as the Fencing Club head came charging in with a thrust.
"Finishing Move: Murasama!" the sword arced across the room leaving a green tint through everything. Then Shinko pivoted slashing back across the horizontal leaving an x-like shape. The Kamui pushed forward the blades shimmering more as the slashes came vicious and fast leaving many a slice mark along the Two Star Goku Uniform. A single glimmer crossed the protective helmet leaving a perfect line dead center on the mesh.' Clink,' the blade slid into sheath and a gust of wind whirled through the gym.
Shinsuke was thrown about like a rag doll by the force, Two Star uniform shredding apart like cheap paper. An explosion of light and sound resonated through the room and the Fencing Club's leader slammed to the ground heavily sabre falling away in the process, nudity becoming blatant.
The end! Yeah three chapters down already feels like I just started writing this yesterday. I highly enjoyed writing this chapter for you all because it is they first time Shinko and Ryuko willingly transform so that a yay. Also I'm sorry but writing both Shinko's and Ryuko's part for this chapter would make it astronomically long and I didn't feel like doing that.
Thanks for reading guys hope you all enjoyed,
~Herodan