Queen's Request
"Satsuki!" Ryuko threw her blade up ending the clash and stumbling back the heiress and ruler of the school. She charged trying next to thrust the blade up only to watch it get swatted down without much difficultly from the older student. The two swung and it was resulted in a dead lock leaving both of them there in a test of will and strength that would not be easily won on either end.
'Ryuko this Kamui she is wearing it not to be trifled with it is restraining both of us without effort!' Senketsu informed as they found Ryuko's footholds to quick be sliding away.
"You think I don't realize that?" Ryuko growled back using sheer force to split apart their two blades. Satsuki smiled slightly it was not easy to shrug off such a powerful presence and Ryuko did it without trying.' She's toying with me. She's treating this like I am not even a threat!' steam billowed from every open point along the Kamui, which was every open point on the Kamui.
'Croom! Shling!' their two blades clashed with great speed. Sparks flew between their blades, but more importantly a left heel had been drove into the middle Ryuko's gut, a large push of air enough to hurl her away and through one of the walls that had been raised so students could watch. Satsuki charged drawing back the scabbard covered blade swinging it down upon the Scissor Sword which had been held out broadly to diffuse the pressure across its more fortified end.
'Ryuko now is the time to strike!' Senketsu instructed as Satsuki drew back Bakuzan for another strike to the wall trapped teen. It came down and cut through an afterimage as Ryuko managed to buzz away Scissor Sword still extending in right hand.
"Decapitation-!" a right hand socked her across the jaw hurling the sword end over end to the other side of the courtyard Ryuko's frame slamming back first into the wall, more cracks running out along it.
"You are underwhelming for some one with a lofty ambition that you supposedly have," a left slap tossed Ryuko back over to the red blade, Satsuki knew the slap intent was to rearm the fighting teen.
"Play with me Satsuki! I am not a pushover!" Ryuko drew the blade up and charged, the motion of drawing it digging a pencil thin rut in the dusty ground. Satsuki seemed unimpressed as the opposing rebel leaped into the air aiming down with the Scissor Blade.
'Cling!' the contact was huge and rings of destruction rang out from the epicenter, but Satsuki was not even trying at this point while Ryuko was giving it all she had. A left knee to the chin threw Ryuko back again busting her lip and leaving her temporarily sprawled out on the ground. Satsuki stepped over with a disappointed look as Ryuko struggled up to her feet once more.
When Ryuko did manage to rise a left backhand grazed her face and sent her flying while a hand gripped the heel of her right boot to prevent the relief of getting away. A swift yank drew her back into a right jab to the midsection before another punch drove her face first to the ground almost in a bow, the key word almost as Ryuko kept herself from kneeling to the queen bee.
'We are losing this fight rather rapidly,' Senketsu reminded as if it had not been obvious enough. Ryuko's heart was pounding and her mind was racing both of which had shown in her blood but no matter what it just seemed Satsuki would be ready for it.
"Don't you start counting me out!" she pulled at the Kamui making every young man in the audience lose a heartbeat as Satsuki drew Bakuzan from its sheath a glimmer running off of its silver-colored metal." You are going down!" she jumped up aiming down with the red Scissor Sword.
"I am going to end this in one swing!" Satsuki remarked bringing the blade down only to find it blocked by the red sword now pushed out by Ryuko's left and right hands both of which were backed by all the power she could muster." You do have resolve, but not enough to repel the Bakuzan or Junketsu from their prize!" the heiress to REVOCs looked disappointed as Ryuko pushed back. She flipped head over heels once again making every young man in the crowd obtain a fresh nosebleed.
'I have to find out who killed my dad!' those thoughts raced over and over again within the seventeen year old girl's mind as the wearer of Junkestsu was being backed away by Senketsu's strength added into the slashes." I can't let a bitch like you beat me around!" a right kick tossed the Student Council president away even managing to get a fleck of dust to cling to the regal white Kamui she was wearing.
'Thud!' Ryuko was slammed face first into a right knee followed by a left jab. 'Thwam!' Stunned the red highlighted girl was smacked with a left backhand before getting stomped on the left foot by Junketsu's heel, a forearm uppercut landed in the base of her jaw, and a right downward punch sprawled her out over the ground. Bakuzan gleamed with murderous intent over her lower back, as she lay there backside pushed up afflicting the crowd even more with amorous intent.
'Ryuko! Ryuko get up!' Senketsu pleaded as the blade's tip pressed against her delicate skin. It began to draw blood albeit the tiniest trickle across the top of Ryuko's left kidney. Satsuki smiled as Ryuko began to push herself up.
"Get off of me! Get away now!" she pivoted for a hasty leg sweep it was stomped down by Satsuki's left boot, they were outmatched. Bakuzan was drawn away from her as quickly as it had been set and it returned to the sheath from where it came.
"Do you believe yourself capable of getting stronger?" Satsuki asked glaring down at the downed teenager unwilling to remove the white boot from the end of the girl's blue-black one.
"'Course I do! And when I do I'll kick your bushy eyed ass until you give me the answers I want!" the foot ground into her leg slightly a burning sensation filling it all the way up to the base of her skull.
"Fine. Then I will propose a deal, you must accept the challenge of any club captain that comes in your way and if you lose your Kamui is handed over to the Student Council," Satsuki stepped away turning her back to the youthful black haired girl. The red gleam of the Scissor Blade was present in Satsuki's peripheral she knew that a cheap slash was probably about to happen.
"And if I win?" Ryuko kept the blade up. She hoped the answer would be favorable, but knowing the snake that Satsuki was it could quite possibly have been a trap or even worst a promise.
"You will be allowed to challenge me once more. I do hope you progress or else our next fight will be even more one-sided," with a click of her left heel Satsuki had left the arena, up to the tower where she could stare down upon all of her subjects.
"You got a deal!" Ryuko shouted as steam poured from Senketsu.
"I didn't expect her to put up such a good fight," Mikisugi remarked staring down at the stunned Ryuko as Senketsu exited combat form. Shinko was staring as well not at Ryuko or even Satsuki, but Sanageyama who had descended the stairs to watch the conflict.
"Neither did I. Speaking of a good fights do you think that I could beat Sanageyama?" the teen asked seriously as the students began to flutter out from the center of confrontation. Ryuko stood there panting in the middle of the courtyard scrapes present from the struggle,
"In a fair fight? No. With your Kamui? No. He's too elite for even you and Matoi to challenge at the same time," Aikuro had seen the conflicts and kendo matches Sanageyama had been active in and well they were all over quick and in the Elite Four member's favor. Shinko just got an even more steely look to his face as the Kamui glared down at the Three Star as well.
"I want to fight him no matter the odds. I can still wear Sentokitsu, but I want this to be all on me," Shinko reached for the blade around his back knowing that it was part of the Kamui." It'll be a kendo match that way he and I aren't risking life and limb for it and I can preserve my pride some," the teenager grinned.
'Yes Satsuki is going to throw the book at us anyway might as well cut down the library,' the Kamui laughed its green globes as eyes locking down at the red-highlighted girl panting in the courtyard.
"Gutsy, that's the way you plan on taking down REVOCs too?" Mikisugi looked perplexed before staring as Mako walked over to protect and comfort her friend. Shinko smiled, REVOCs would be a different story but cutting off a few of the hydra's heads at the beginning would just make the stab through the chest at the end that much better.
"No, not yet I still have to plan out that but against another high school kid it should not be too hard," Shinko smiled staring out as Mako helped Ryuko towards the building. Mikisugi turned noticing the shine within the youth's eyes, one that may have carried enough moxie to help him accomplish everything.
"If you want to fight him, the Athletic Committee is holding an open challenge in just under ten minutes get yourself ready to go. I'll tell Matoi you had separate business to take care of," Aikuro informed taking note of the bravado that had filled Atticus' son.' The kid has spunk. Hopefully he has the skill to back it,' he shook his head as the door to his classroom had been opened.
"Thanks Aikuro, dad was right about you!" Shinko quickly hopped out rushing down the hallway towards the gymnasium and the challenge that awaited there.
A sign was slammed outside of the door upon a stake. It read as follows: Fencing Club Chair Try-Outs, Kendo Match! Those few words drew in dozens of former Fencing Club members and other random Athletic Clubs all of them trying to get to the Two Star rank.
Shinko entered firmly stepping in with the Kamui's eyes analyzing the competition. For the most part they were random One Star Students with no where else to turn, but a few of them were new faces rising up from the No Star ranks trying to make a name. Lastly, in the core of the gym Uzu Sanageyama stood a lone kendo stick resting within his right hand.
'That kid he's the one from the other day,' Sanageyama noted staring through the crowd and locking onto the Kamui wearer. The kendo staff bite into the ground with a downward jab grabbing everyone's attention.' He is one of Matoi's allies I guess that means Satsuki's order goes for him too,' he grinned." Alright first test: if any of you can get him down you'll become the new Fencing Club chair," everyone turned towards Shinko.
"If I win? You and I spar," Shinko pressed the silver stud on his right hand.
The needle dug in drawing a fresh blood up from the vein there and into the Kamui. Each fiber exploded with a reddish star and began to extended morphing into a combat ready form. Both green eyes upon the Kamui's chest grew and expanded with two stars shifting out. Shinko's muscles increased and gained a boost of energy brought from the transformation.
"Life Fiber: Fusion! Kamui Sentokitsu!" Shinko exploded into the combat form power expanding out and shaking the ground with and explosion of power.
"That is a deal," Sanageyama crossed both arms over his chest. The One Star students circled the black emblem across their target as Sanageyama closed both eyes." Get him already," the green-brown haired teen stamped his foot as they all charged forward.
"Humph," Shinko ducked back avoiding a wild right handed shot and trading it in for a left palm strike. The stunned One Star slumped back a blood trickle falling down from him nose as Shinko charged forward with a right and left handed combination that knocked the random students clean through the bleachers where pain pinged through the air.
'You dealt a lot of damage there,' the Kamui noted as another student charged forward.' Left, right, down,' it instructed and Shinko's body responded sweeping to the left side then the right followed by a duck that left the next student wide open for a rising knee to the face.
"Thanks for the instruction. I did not see that one coming," Shinko spoke to his clothing as the circle of teenagers ran in with a wild rush. Their fist were dodged and each was finished with a triad of elbows. Sentokitsu's wearer pivoted and delivered a short knee kick to the nearest one hurling it straight into the nearest three leaving them sprawled against the brick wall.
"You are giving me a lot of strength right now you can calm it down some we don't want to kill them," Shinko informed the article of clothing as those left ran in all armed by the Athletic Department head with kendo sticks. Shinko flipped away, the wild strikes hitting the hardwood where he had been standing a second ago.' We are moving so fast I guess we grew stronger after beating that Two Star,' Shinko weaved to the left catching one of the wildly swung bamboo staffs.
'Use the Murasama now!' Sentokitsu informed as a massive swing came down upon Shinko's head blasting him away as the One Star's uniform shone.
"Remember me?" this One Star was a familiar face. He was the last of the remaining person in the gymnasium with a scar now running across his left cheek. The eyes burned with a certain determination of a man scorned." I'm Shinsuke Wannatabe, of course you would not care too much about that!" the kendo blade came down heavily this time smashing against Shinko's raised block.
"S-shit!" another swing turned them inside out rolling them across the floor as if they were nothing. When Shinko did stand the former fencer drilled the kendo staff into the middle of his gut where a loud cracking sound follow. Bamboo broke as if made of dried leaf the Kamui's density changing to match that of steel.
'Now Shinko!' the Kamui shouted as the disgruntled former club head dropped the broken stick to pull forth a foil. It swung with the sound of a whip but it was blocked by the back of the red uniform's left hand, the right reaching for the blade.
"Sorry but you shouldn't have even lasted this long!" the katana-like sword raced from its scabbard and down over the One Star its thread splitting like loose ends. A horizontal slash from the left tore the Life Fibers even more splitting it away leaving Shinsuke naked and slumped down upon the ground unconscious." That was a lot harder than it should have been," the Kamui deactivated, leaving the Murasama within the warrior's hands.
"Everyone in such a short time? You have skill not only with your Kamui, but with the blade as well," Uzu Sanageyama smiled twirling one of the spare kendo staffs within his hand aiming its hilt towards Shinko." You earned this spar trust me I am nothing like those One Star wimps you beat around," the wooden blade landing within Shinko's hands.
"Fine, if you aren't using your Goku Uniform I won't use the Murasama or Sentokitsu," the green bladed sword slid back into its hilt with a clicking sound locking it in place." Look I don't need you to enhance my strength this is an exhibition not a real fight," Shinko informed leaning down with the kendo stick pointed towards the Athletic Committee director.
"I see fighting with honor. I hope you know that I won't hold back because of that!" the first strike was massive and silent it tossed Shinko a good ten feet away where he rolled along the ground. He turned and stood up getting walloped aside the head with the wooden weapon a loud bang echoing out like a gun shot and he was thrown against the bleachers.
'Thum!' the strike missed as Shinko rolled away. Shinko raised the staff only to get drilled in the abdomen with the point of the staff. Air hissed from his lungs and a blank gleam filled his eyes it seemed impossible to even move.
'Crack!' the wooden weapon drove the Kamui wearer face down into the hardwood floor.
'Whap!' Shinko spun catching contact with Sanageyama's staff. He rolled out from under the strike and rose back up noticing the blood running down from the wound along the right side of his face.
'Tham!' the two met again this time with Uzu on the back end. Shinko did not lie about his skill, but it was remedial against someone on Uzu's tier.
"Not half bad you managed to hit me," Sanageyama noted the red mark forming along his hands. The young teenager took a smile before charging forward with a heavy overhead swing.
"MEN!" Uzu broke the sound barrier with a single swing. It sent out a blustering wind and a large crack through the gym floor but most important it doubled over the Kamui wearer.
"DOU!" it smashed horizontally across the block throwing Shinko heavily back into the bleachers again breaking them. He lumbered forward body eyes shaking and arms already fatigued it was like fighting against a kendo master.
"KOTE!" the strike was an uppercut tossing the teen to the roof where he stuck for several seconds. Shinko fumbled down heavily dropping face first into the pile of debris along the floor line. Sanageyama went to turn away until his keen senses reached out and detected Shinko rising back up.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, huh? Turning your back on me is a big no-no not until I can't move," Shinko whined pain making him think irrationally. Three footsteps followed and he swung the brown stick of bamboo it struck Sanageyama across the kidneys, but seemed not to phase him.
"You know if you were at you best that would have hurt," Sanageyama turned slapping Shinko away with the butt of the stick. Atticus' son rolled across the floor back bashing against a large metallic bench denting it without hesitation.
"MEN!" a slap across the face launched him across the room where Sanageyama rushed over quickly to the location." DOU!" the next blow was heavier smashing the wall just upon impact with the master." KOTE!" impact was shaking, the bricks in the wall were blowing completely out with gigantic force as Shinko crashed through body crumpling against the forming rubble pile.
"Care to go on? I don't think you can take much more," Sanageyama sighed sheathing his armament as if the battle was over anyway. Shinko stood up leaving upon the wooden blade as a support.
"No, I'm done you're right, I can't take much more. If this weren't an exhibition I would have," Shinko leaned back into the debris eyes rolling down into the back of his head power leaving so easily." You're good Uzu more so than I thought initially," the Athletic Committee chair took a few steps over to him a new Two Star Goku Uniform in hand.
"Good to hear. Welcome to the jungle kid you earned this," Sanageyama sat it down and walked away leaving him there to recover from the walloping.
'Satsuki set forth a vendetta against both of us and yet instead of removing me Sanageyama gave him the Goku Uniform and left,' Sentokitsu whined sensing the heartbeat within the wearer lowering.
Mikisugi's Home...
"You know what? We need to stop meeting like this," Mikisugi sighed staring out the window as Shinko stirred on the couch. Pain throbbed through every part of his body, Sanageyama beat him brutally.
"I think so too," Shinko sat up noticing the white Two Star Goku Uniform resting on the end table. It had been remade for these try-outs and he had obtained it, to him what to do with it was the question.
"But more importantly I am impressed you lasted so long against Uzu without your Kamui," Aikuro sat down, shirt shedding away as if his skin had been buttered. Shinko noted this and quickly moved away sitting now in a recliner across the room.
"Thanks but don't get any ideas I couldn't touch him if I wanted too," the beaten-up teenager sighed the process of which brought a pang of pain into his chest. The Kamui's eyes looked up at the wearer the pain harming it as well." With my Kamui though it might have been different."
'You are rather worn down you need to get back to resting,' Sentokitsu informed.
"But you gave them something other than Ryuko to worry about. That in itself if what I would call a victory," Aikuro smiled looking down upon the cell phone on the table." Shinko don't stress yourself. Go ahead go back to sleep," of course when he said that Shinko straightened reaching for the Two Star Goku Uniform.
"I can't rest sorry they are planning something to hand this over to me so willingly," Shinko looked down at the rainbow stars running from the middle of the black emblems along the uniform's chest." They know I'm here to stop them too. Something like this is a ploy," the teenager noted draping the Two Star over the left shoulder of his Kamui.
'I see that were are going to fight this war strategically. You wanted them to hand over the Two Star Goku Uniform,' the Kamui informed feeling the resolve run through the teenager's blood.
"No, I wanted to fight Uzu to see how far I'd need to go to fight Satsuki, but right now we have to chomp at the bit," Shinko smiled down at his ally a green star rolling between the both of them before vanishing out.' But if I can work my way up into Satsuki's inner circle, winning this war will be half over before I have to fight her.'
"If you aren't going to rest I do not recommend using your Kamui for the rest of the day believe it or not you have lost a large amount of blood," the teacher informed disguise returning to cloak him.
"Thanks Mister Mikisugi," Shinko bowed before running out the door in a burst of speed.
'Kid has some real spunk,' a man with a strange mowhawk said from atop a row of adjacent slum home. He was glaring through a pair of cross hairs aiming for the back of the Kamui then something stopped him.
A text lit up his phone.
'Damn it Aikuro,' the sniper sighed retracting the gun.
Satsuki's Tower...
The heiress stood covered in a reddish-orange goo. It was chilled just below water's freezing point to assure the maximum stoppage of blood loss, the Sewing Club made good use of it too as Junkestsu had nearly consumed her.
"I gave the kid the Goku Uniform you think he'll wear it?" Uzu asked sipping from a glass of soda.
"Watch your tongue you are talking to Lady Satsuki," Nonon Jakuzure sighed staring at the Athletic Club chair.
"Of course not on normal terms; however just giving it to him will be enough to shake Matoi's trust," Satsuki said with breaths heaving, the Four Elites seemed confused at to what their stunning leader had meant. Satsuki had been under stress from Junketsu so it seemed this was a side effect.
"Pardon Lady Satsuki what do you mean," Nonon asked pink hair shaking beneath the large leader's cap as Sanageyama plopped on the same posh pink couch." Get off of my couch you stupid monkey can't you see I am trying to talk with Lady Satsuki!" Nonon ever one with a short fuse shouted.
"Geesh, I totally forgot how annoying you could be," Uzu shot back.
"Both of you shut up! If you want Lady Satsuki to answer your questions I highly recommend to let her speak!" Gamagori boom chattering every piece of loose furniture in the room with the sound of his voice." My apologies Lady Satsuki," he bowed humbly right arm under his chest and head tucked low.
"Jakuzure send the Art Club leader to make sure his Kamui gets painted to neutralize its bond and force him to wear the Goku Uniform. I want Matoi to see him as a traitor," Satsuki sighed leaning into the chair the chilled substance sending off waves of cool air.
"Incredible why did I not think of that?" Inumuta questioned himself albeit aloud.
"Understood," Jakuzure stuck her tongue out at Sanageyama before jumping out the door down the hallway.
'No Tardy Day will most definitely be interesting this year,' Uzu noted slouching down with a large sip of the cola in his hand.
Shinko was heading to Mako's house taking his time, he was only a few feet away from it. He tried to sprint for the door only to run into a mural on a solid piece of wood knocking him back.
The painting was deadly accurate even the tone of the sun setting over the horizon had been done expertly. He quickly kipped up and looked around for whoever played such a trick on him.
"Hey show yourself!" Shinko shouted and when he did a lone mane descended from behind the mural.' A Goku Uniform, but not one of those Athletic Club meat-heads,' he noted how different the attire was than that of any of the previous.
'We need to be careful Shinko,' ever knowing of the situation the Kamui informed glaring at the Two Star curiously.
"Yep, let's wrap this up quick then," his right hand was poised for the Murasama strapped over his back until a large ball of paint fell from the sky upon his body. He was blinded and covered in paint not to mention the Kamui seemed detached from his body.
"Like it? It is the specialty of my Van Gogh Spec," the man sneered both stars upon his chest sparkling out excellently." I can also tell you that the only part of your body not covered is that left shoulder and your face," the cloud of purple and green paint faded away to prove his point.
"Van Gogh, you must be one of those artsy types," Shinko smirked throwing reaching for the Murasama again but this time it had been hilt locked it did not budge from where it was.
"My name is Nichi Masuda and I am the head of Honnoji Academy's Painting Club!" Shinko did not pay attention instead he was trying to free the blade but nothing happened.
'Shinko can you not hear me? The sword is not reacting to your touch!' the Kamui's voice was muffled by the paint preventing any message to be relayed forward.
"Look I don't know what you did to my Kamui to lock it down, but I don't need it to beat a painter," he charged throwing a left knee forward to find that it collided with a wall of paint rebounding him back while leaving the Goku Uniform-gifted student to be untouched.' A solid wall of paint? His uniform is a weird one,' Shinko though looking at the Club Captain with a faint grin.
"We will have to finish this little gripe another time I suppose," another paint swipe left a wave to roll on down missing the Two Star Goku Uniform that now was sitting on the ground but covering everything else.
When Shinko swam to the surface he had found himself next to the Two Star piece of cloth and otherwise covered in paint. He panted only to find Mako glaring down from the door at his painted frame with curiosity.
"Hey Shinko come on in we're about to eat," she smiled dragging the paint covered human inside.
'Don't let her bring that in! Ryuko may get the wrong idea!' Sentokitsu complained but again covered in paint it went unheard. Alas he looked on in vain as Mako brought in the Goku Uniform as it looked like a normal piece of white cloth.
"It has been done," the Two Star smiled leaning before the Three Star that headed the Non-Athletic Committee.
"Good," Nonon laughed.
Some contention in the hero's corner? Can it be overcome?
Hope you all enjoyed,
~Herodan