Kenichi was squirming in his chair. The ticking of the clock was almost maddening. 'Thirty minutes remaining for today's classes. Then it was time to head to the Karate Club.'

The teacher was growing angrier by the moment. "Shirahama, stay still! If you need to use the bathroom or something hold it. Patience is a virtue after all."

The young man stopped himself with effort. The rest of the class except for Renka and Miu laughed at his nervous antics. Budda was definitely watching over him to have two great friends in his class. Lunch had been wonderful. Renka somehow found the time to make him a different bento everyday. Thinking about that was what finally snapped him out of his dark mood. He found the strength to smile. "Sorry sensei, I'll do better."

Soon enough the bell rang and Renka stretched. She sighed in joy as she looked around. Her brown haired target looked sad as expected. She swayed over to his desk attracting several students' gaze. Then she leaned over and gave him a provactive smile. Not to mention an amazing view of her assets just for him. "Hey Kenichi, ready to go knock over a meat head?"

The boy blushed at her unashamed display of affection. "No, but violence is the only way out of this unfortunately." He smiled at her innocently as he tried to appear calmer. "Um Renka, do me a favor. Don't interfere this is a battle between two men. You don't need to prove you strength to anyone, alright."

She stuck her tongue out at him before speaking. "Busted me already eh. You know me a little too well sometimes. Alright, you have my word." She gripped the edge of his desk tightly. Until she felt it cracking in her grip. She moved her face inches from his. The tone in her voice became noticeably threatening. "However, if this Daimonji hurts you badly. I will destroy him!" Then her sultry grin returned.

Kenichi swallowed nervously at the menace he felt from her. Then relaxed visibly as her usual playfulness surfaced again. He sometimes forgot how dangerous she could be.

Flashback, Renka the Teacher:

Kenichi breathed heavily on his knees. Sweat poured from every part of his physical body. "Can we take a break Renka? I just need to catch my breath."

His black haired instructor laughed happily. "Of course Kenichi, I'll do you one better. Let's's go get some ice cream. There's a stand near the edge of the park." She lifted him up and boldly locked arms with him.

He couldn't hold back his wince of pain. His arms felt like lead. Yet she held him close. So he felt the heavenly brush of her pillowy gifts. A little pain wasn't going to stop him. "Sounds great Renka!"

Together the duo walked away from the open field they trained in. An unexpected scene caught them both off guard. A massive man wielding a hatchet in each hand. He stood threateningly over a shaking man in a business suit.

"You should know better than trying to skip town. You owe us a debt with additional fees. Time to pay up or be broken." The tough swung his weaponry around to prove his threat.

The Ma heir stiffened and released her friend. 'The Chinese Mafia is getting bold. Time to take you down a peg! I almost got a date out of this.' Her mind raged. With little effort she was on the brute. A simple headlock put the massive man to sleep as she cut off his circulation. She suppressed her desire to break some bones. The peaceful boy didn't need to see that. Meanwhile, the hapless sap she rescued ran. "Not even a thank you. Oh well, Kenichi ready for that ice cream?"

Shirahama watched the girl he met a week ago. She seamlessly changed her cold glare into a heart pounding smile. "Wow Renka, that was awesome! That giant was nothing to you. I want to get right back to training. I feel fired up and ready to work again."

"I guess you can't stop now, when your so motivated." As he turned to head back she glared daggers at the hatchet man. Several kicks to his vulnerable spots made her feel better. 'That boy is a bit dense. However, I'll get that date one day.'

End Flashback...

He stood and slapped himself in the face. Fearing what was coming wouldn't help. To his female friends surprise he gave her a gentle hug. As she rested her head on his shoulder he whispered to her. "Wish me luck Renka."

She laughed nervously at his shockingly affectionate move. "Of course Kenichi, but luck is fickle. So do your best despite it."

Several jealous sounds echoed around the classroom. Miu had meant to give Kenichi a pep talk. However, it seemed Renka beat her to it. That girl irritated her at times. 'At least I know her heart is in the right place.'

As he got to the Karate club. The brunette put on his old gi from his time there. Then he went to face his tormenter. He was completely oblivious to Nijima following him.

'I can see it now, Tragic accident strikes the school. I might get on the local news for my amazing information gathering abilities.' Haruo laughed evilly in his usual fashion. What he saw next silenced his glee. Two Busty beauties were pressed against the wall on ether side of the Karate club entrance. They appeared focused on listening to what was beyond. He immediately recorded this development on his PDA. Then looked for a better hiding spot of his own.

"Alright Daimonji, let's get this over with." Kenichi took up a defensive stance. A black haired older male student stood between them.

"So eager to die Shirahama, no problem!" The brutish boy attacked immediately when the match started.

Kenichi employed the stepping method to dodge. The muscled opponent threw constant reckless blows. As he tired steadily the smaller student tried a few return strikes. His hands hurt from the contact. Then he saw an opening as Daimonji lumbered past. Remembering Renka's expert sleeper hold. He performed an amateur version of it. The beastial guy dropped after a bit.

"With that I'm done with this thuggish place!" Kenichi proudly stated. Sensing the tension in the room he backed up defensively towards the exit.

Several other people prepared to ignore honor and jump the non member. Until the guy that called the match stepped foward. "Back off, we made a deal!" The agressive guys fearfully stopped and let him go. Sukuba checked Daimonji and to his surprise an arm sized bruise was beginning to form. He pointed to one of his more level headed flunkies. "Go get the school nurse now!" The black belt stared at his unconscious lackey. 'Did that kid really, almost break his neck!'