#kengan annihilation tournament

[thedoodwithamic]

Episode 4 is up! My thoughts on Sekibayashi Jun - AKA - Kengan Dad

BIG SPOILERS FROM A LITTLE DOOD!

Using this photo again cuz i can't find a good Seki GIF

[crazyd4esq]

"I got bullied at school again!"

"Wait . . . doesn't my mom's brother owe me a favor?"

"Hey . . . Uncle? Uhhh . . . that bully . . . and . . . uhhh . . ."

"This is really, really not what I had in mind when I said I owe you a favor. Are you sure?"

". . . yeah. Give 'um the Devil’s Lance!"

". . . . . very well. Say hi to my sister for me."

"Hehehehehehe."

[distressxox]

Headcanons: Kengan Men Falling in Love with you / Confessing

P.S. Gaolangs' is a little long I know...sorrryyyy

Ohma Tokita

• Had no idea what the hell love was. He's rarely experienced attraction, but love ?

• Meets you, immediately gets a smile on his face because he appeared behind you and saw how cute you looked when you got startled by him.

• You were working for Kazuo when you two met. Right before the Annihilation tournament.

• At first, he'd be the one teasing you because of how jittery you were around him. But that changed as soon as you got to know him.

• Ohma was a good looking, strong willed, yet thoughtful man. You admired him with all his flaws included. You fell in love when you two accidentally made eyecontact after he had one a fight. He gave you a smirk and all you could do was feel the heat rise to your face.

• What's this? His heart beats faster when he's near you, he wants to be with you 24/7. Can see a future with you?

• Kazuo tells him it's love.

• Yup it's love.

• Niko, a passionate lover of women, failed to elaborate what love was to him. So he goes to Kazuo for answers.

• Is very conflicted on what to do. He doesn't want to picture a life without you, but also confused about what you think of him.

• He confesses first, albeit in his own unique way. Aka you and him were teasing eachother and he accidentally admits that he wants a future with you.

• You, feeling the same way, ask him to close his eyes. He obliged, and you took that chance to kiss his bruised cheek. Also admitting that you felt the same way

• Never been happier in his life. Now its his turn.

• "Can I do something?" You nod. He pulls you in by your waist and kisses your lips as best as he can.

• Not bad for his first kiss, not bad at all.

Lihito / Ichiro Nakata

• Love at first sight kinda guy. Can't help it

• Sees you and is immediately head over heels, face first in the ground, on his knees pleading in love with you

• One sided, you hardly know this dude and are taken aback by his strong advances.

• He doesn't give up on you, takes every chance to flirt ask you out, compliment you

• He eventually notices that he's not as attracted to other women anymore, seems like he's got his sights set on you.

• You can't help but also fall in love with him after a while. He's such a dork. Always excited to see you, always thinking of you. You can't help but sigh and accept your feelings

• You see him change his approach to flirting, instead of coming off strong he comes off more sincere.

• You accept when he asks you out on a date

• End of the date. It seems he's planned this whole thing out very thoughtfully. You had a genuinely good time and felt your heart skip a beat when he looks at you with a smile

• He confesses first, but he knows what he's doing this time. Holding your hand with a blush on his face, he lists everything he admires about you.

• You interrupt him, ready to cry at how well that pulled on your heart strings. You confess as well.

• There's a moment of soft silence between the both of you.

• He picks you up and spins you around while joyously laughing. You hug him back as he spins you. Nothing in your life ever felt quite as right as this.

Raian Kure

• Enemies/Rivals to Lovers.

• You were a family friend of the Kures and Erioh had offered to train you. Both you and Raian were in your mid-teens

• You two couldn't STAND eachother. Constant bickering over who was the better fighter. He threw insults and you threw them back

• Sometimes your insults were so good they impressed him. He caught himself smiling sometimes when you two had a screaming match. Damn, you were good.

• You developed feelings first, maybe a year after you two met.

• As you two got older, Erioh saw the bond between you and hounded Raian to make you his S/O.

• Erioh made him realize his feelings.

• Raian got noticeably more protective of you while also getting on your nerves. It confused you at first.

• The whole family knew about your dynamic with Raian at this point, even Karura supported you guys getting together

• After several years, you two were adults and STILL weren't together

• As you two were bickering while sparring as per usual, one thing lead to another and-

• "I love you, you fucking idiot" "I love you too you shit sniffing douchebag"

• You had him pinned down, both panting as you finished your thoughts to eachother. Starring at eachother while sweating

• Grabs the back of your head and smashes his lips onto yours. One kiss turned into a rough makeout session, the two of you fighting for who got to be on top. It lasted an hour before the both of you said anything to eachother. Afterall, you guys had years of romantic tension.

• With his lips swollen, neck covered in bite marks, he gives you a teethy smile. "About fuckin' time we said something, huh?"

Gaolang Wongsawat

• You write and run an extremely popular article/blog about the latest and greatest fights and fighters.

• You're well respected among the community, let's say that.

• You hear about the Thai God of War, it piqued your interest so you book a flight to Thailand to see the heavy weight boxing championship.

• King Rama spots and instantly recognizes you. Calls one of the security guards to bring you over to the Royal Suite viewing area.

• Wants you to meet Gaolang and exchange numbers so you can write an article about him. Something about it bringing more tourists. I mean, that was your plan in the first place.

• After the fight is over, King Rama escorts you to the locker room. And there he is, sitting on a bench with a towel over his shoulders. Sweating, but not harmed like his opponent. You have to tell yourself not to stare too much.

• King Rama introduces you, Gaolang nods and agrees to meeting up at the palace so you can interview his properly. Long story short, you have his number now.

• A day after, you and him stroll in the royal gardens. You scribble things down in your notepad about him, but half of the time you're admiring how handsome he looks.

• Of course you catch feelings first.

• His voice makes you weak in the knees, and the way he says your name makes you wanna turn into a puddle.

• The interview was a success, the two of you say your goodbyes.

• You text him a thank you, and he responds with "It was a lovely experience chatting with you. I hope to read your article soon". Major butterflies as you slide down in you plane seat.

• Another texts appears as soon as you land- " Will you coming back to Thailand for any other fights? "

• Is this what you thought it was? You responded with a "maybe, it depends"

• Things escalated from there, weeks later you've booked another flight back to Thailand to see him fight again. And then again just to see him. Soon he was paying for your flights. You stayed for weeks on end.

• It started more as a fling, he felt attracted to you the more you texted him.

• He is a certified yearner. Every second you weren't around he was thinking about you.

• It was your last day in Thailand before heading back. He had taken you to a private beach to spend the remainder of your time together. You both were in the water as the sun set in the distance.

• He held you up against him while your legs wrapped around his hips. Holding onto your thighs tightly while your arms were secured around his neck.

• "You mean everything, stay here with me. I don't think I can bear the thought of you leaving again" he mumbled into your lips breathlessly.

Yoroizuka Saw Paing

• You are an aspiring artist looking to explore the villages in Japan. Hoping to capture the essence of them and learn their cultures.

• You heard of The Village of Dawn in Kyushu, and ventured out into the mountains.

• You found it with the power of sheer will, it was actually pretty easy since you started to hear something like battle cries coming from within the forest.

• The people were quick to accept you, they honored your cause and learning the culture. The Chief lead you around, showing you various traditions.

• "SHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" A voice boomed, almost shaking you off your feet. The Chief chases after you as you go off in the direction of the voice

• There he was, harshly swinging his head into plates of pure stone. You had never seen anything quite like it. The Chief introduces him as Yoroizuka Saw Paing, the villages' representative fighter.

• Saw Paing turns around with an unyielding smile, and a big red spot where he'd headbutt. You knew from the start that he'd most likely be the subject of your painting.

• He is overjoyed to see a person from the outside care about his village and people. Thinks what you're doing is awesome.

• You eventually get used to his loud voice and personality as you follow him around, sketching his various poses and facial features.

• He catches feelings first. He's never gotten this much attention from a someone before.

• "Hey (Reader) watch this!" "(Reader) look what I can do!" Saw really likes showing off for you, like a lot.

• Keeps you in the back of his mind when training, and it only makes him smile more.

• He is so dumb, but so lovable. Just thinking about his big dumbness in general makes you kick your feet and squeal into a pillow

• It's the day of one of his fights, he vows to fight for his village and for you.

• He hears you cheering him on, and that only fires him up more.

• Of course he wins. He leaps out of the ring and runs straight to you, sweeping you off your feet. Infront of the whole crowd, he kisses your lips with a fiery passion of what was to be expected of the strongest Lethwei fighter the world had seen.

Kanoh Agito

• Has never experienced attraction or love for anybody or anything (besides hot baths)

• Katahara Metsudo hired you as a body guard, that's when he met you. It was rare for him to hire bodyguards, as that wasn't his usual way of finding protection.

• Didn't think much of you at first, like he did with all the other people he meets unless they impress him in some way.

• If you're a woman, he'd expect you to be more 'fragile'. He hasn't really seen a female fighter before.

• Either way, you unknowingly prove yourself to him by saving Sayaka from assailants. Your moves were swift and precise, and you were able to defeat them without leaving a huge mess.

• Not only that, but you showed no fear when it came to him. The other body guards remained wary and cautious around him, while you didnt seem to care.

• You treated him like a human. Which was new coming from someone he didn't consider family.

• As a man of few words, he felt like he could have real conversations with someone. He opens up about his past, like the human Gu ritual.

• He gets his first hug ever from you. And he, awkwardly, tries to return it.

• For a few days, he thinks about what happened between the two of you. He tells Metsudo about how he feels around you. Metsudo laughs "Well then, tell (Reader) everything you told me"

• He avoids you for a while, which leaves you a bit conflicted and hurt because you really did care about him.

• He finally pulls you aside and repeats what he said to Metsudo. "I have a...strong regard for you"

• You laugh and he gets confused. "So you're saying you love me then?" You tilt your head.

• Love. That's the word. Love. He nods while humming. You smile at him, you never really considered him as a love interest. But that could definitely change. "Then say it, say it with no fear. There's nothing holding you back"

• Now that he had the words, he breathed deeply and looked you in the eyes. "I...love you"

Wakatsuki Takeshi

• The two of you met at the training gym most Kengan fighters frequented. You were new so he kept a close eye on you.

• You asked him for a spot on the squat rack, which he happily obliged. You were clearly experienced and didn't seem to need a spot with how easily you lifted without failing.

• From then on, it was small conversations here and there. Small greetings then going on with training.

• He garnered a very small crush because of how dedicated you were to coming and working on yourself.

• Honestly, he started getting distracted. Even when he was bench pressing 1000 pounds he zoned out while looking at you.

• Dropped a weight on Okubos foot while watching you practice striking a punching bag.

• He wanted to get to know you more, so he asked for you to be his part time Gym buddy. Of course he couldn't replace Okubo, he'd be heart broken.

• You couldn't keep up with him when it came to weights, but he could definitely jog with you and teach techniques when it came to fighting.

• Lihito and Okubo watch him closely as his usual mature and tough personality clearly was absent when he was with you. "You leaving us bro?" "Don't tell us you're in love!"

• Wakatsuki didn't care what the others thought. No one had ever made him feel this way, especially at his age.

• Asks you out on a date. You had such a deep admiration of him, so you accept. You could definitely see yourself with him.

• One date lead to another, then another, then another. People thought you were official, but nothing had ever been said between you two about becoming a thing.

• He was so nervous, way more nervous then when a fight was about to start. He almost sweat through his nice dress shirt while you sat accross from him, talking about whatever. Today was the day he wanted to ask you the question.

• He'd completely crushed and bent the silverware in his grip like it was tin.

• Quite literally shaking, he loosened his collar and bit the bullet. "I knew from the first day I saw you that I couldn't love anyone else the way I love you" he swallowed. "Please, be mine"

• Your heart lept out of your chest. His golden-brown eyes looking into yours, pleading for a response.

• "Of course I will" You placed your hand on his.

• His shoulders visibly untensed. He took your hand in a gentle hold and kissed your knuckles repeatedly, his way of thanking you.

[maochira]

Being Ohma Tokita's adopted child

Characters: Ohma, Kazuo, Kaede (one mention), Koga, Ryuki

gn!child!reader, hurt/comfort, first part is about Kengan Ashura and the second about Kengan Omega (there will be an Omega spoiler warning!)

If it wasn't for Ohma, you would be dead by now. You barely would have had a chance at life.

Born as the child to a prostitute on The Inside and without your biological father anywhere near the first years of your life were... rough. You don't remember any of it, but your mother really tried her best to take care of you.

Until she was murdered.

Ohma found you by coincidence. And normally he wouldn't have cared about a lonely toddler on the streets. Death is a daily occurrence on The Inside, after all.

There was just something different about you. Something that made Ohma decide to take care of you for the time being. Maybe for a few weeks or months, just long enough for him to find someone who could take better care of you than he could.

Ohma never ended up giving you away. He couldn't get himself to do it.

One day you suddenly called him "dada" and that was when he realised how fatherly he felt for you. And he realised if he gave you away, he'd only worry about how your life would continue without him.

He promised to himself to raise you into a strong fighter so you can defend yourself even when he's not around.

You were 5 at the time when Ohma became a Kengan fighter. It was odd because you weren't used to being around so many people so you would always stay at Ohma's side.

You quickly got attached to Kazuo and Kaede and ended up clinging to them whenever Ohma was in a fight.

At first Ohma was critisized for bringing you along, especially when he took you to the Kengan Annihilation tournament, but that criticism went down when everyone noticed how much you love to watch Ohma (and everyone else) fight.

Especially when it became obvious how eager you are to become a fighter when you'd grow up, people stopped critisizing Ohma for the most part. After all, he's trying to raise someone who might become one of the strongest Kengan fighters of the next generation.

KENGAN OMEGA SPOILERS BEGIN BELOW THE IMAGE

After Ohma's "death" Kazuo decided to take custody over you. He's already raised two sons, so how hard could it be to raise you as well? It definitely was a lot harder than he expected.

Besides his new job and new life situation in general he was mourning Ohma's death just as much as you were. But every time you seemed to get better, Kazuo started healing a little more as well.

Despite the fact that you're not Ohma's biological child, Kazuo could always see parts of him in you. That motivated Kazuo to raise you into the fighter Ohma had planned.

Other Kengan fighters would help with your training and introduced you to all sorts of fighting styles. You learned the many techniques you were taught by them a lot quicker than any other child your age would, which impressed everyone.

When Koga showed up you got attached to him surprisingly quickly. To him, you're something like the little sibling he never had. You also ended up calling him "Nii-san" at some point because you spent so much time with him.

When you first met Ryuki, you were the first one to not mistake him for Ohma. At first you didn't want to be near Ryuki at all, but soon started feeling some sense of security around him. In some ways he still reminded you of your father who you missed so much.

And then everything turned around. The entire time, Ohma wasn't actually dead.

He hated how he couldn't be there for you the past two years, but what he hated even more was the thought of bringing you into danger.

The moment Ohma finally got to reuinite with you was the first and only time he cried in front of you. It wasn't much, but you could see the tears forming in his eyes.

If you liked this, please remember to reblog and write some tags! It's the easiest way to support me and reading them motivates me a lot!

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Yandere! Cosmo Imai x Fem! Reader

Yandere character: Cosmo Imai

From the anime/manga/videogame:Kengan Ashura/ Kengan Omega.

Case:Indirect threat, manipulation and persuasion.

Parts:1 of 1

Finished: Yes.

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Fights were always something so constant in your life, that got you to the point of finding it funny every time you watched one. Maybe that was why you visited your best friend, Sekibayashi, who always welcomed you with a smile plastered on his face.

Both of them had been best friends for 15 years, they genuinely loved each other, they spent each other's birthdays hanging out and laughing, they gave each other gifts that the other liked. And obviously they had the great and eccentric conversation of each other's partner or ex-partners at certain moments ---preferably when one or both of them are completely upset and cry or get angry, or laugh remembering those moments. ----. It was a great friendship, and in fact he was the one who invited you to go to the annihilation tournament with him, it was a chaotic experience, from the first fights to the final you cheered like an Argentine fan in any game, and he accompanied you as a commentator or not. But you also met a lot of nice people thanks to him, and I think it was his constant contact that led you to be such friends.

Even if others thought anything about you, you appreciated the friendship you had, you had known each other for years and he was like the brother you always wanted to have, but maybe someone else doesn't see it that way.

---So, Seki, are you still training with Koga? ---You asked, watching Jun train with his group.

---Yeah! Only he's with his father now! I'm sure he'll do well ---Jun mentioned, still following the Hindu squats.

It had been at least 30 minutes since you were there; Today was your day off from work, and since you had no plans, what could be better than visiting someone who is practically an important part of your life?

He had been training with several of his friends, although many of them --- including Koga --- tried to flirt with you, they stopped when Jun noticed that they were making you uncomfortable, he was seriously a great friend. In fact, he noticed who could be good partners for you, just to speculate, he thought about his great friends and even rivals, but he only mentioned it to you when he bothered you with it or wanted to make fun of it or have some random topic about which talk.

---How good… ---You respond, before placing the water bottle between your lips and drinking.

While you stopped for a second to think about what to mention to Sekibayashi, he took it upon himself to yell at you.

---Hey, (Name)! --- The fighter shouted at you, with a smile on his face.

You returned the bottle to the table, somewhat confused, you paid attention to him, without responding to his call.

---What do you think of Cosmo? ---Was the question he asked you.

---Cosmo Imai? The fighter from the annihilation tournament? ---You asked, feeling a certain nostalgia when remembering the tournament.

Jun finished his squat session and stopped to wipe the sweat that fell from his forehead, while he remained standing, while his companions were fallen on the floor, exhausted and with their legs shaking.

---That same one! ---he answered you, before approaching you.

You thought for a second, bringing a hand to your hair, resting your elbow on the wooden table next to you.

---Good, i supouse? ---You answer, before continuing ---Well, I didn't know him for a long time, but I really like his fighting techniques, and in fact I think he's quite charismatic.

At that, Sekibayashi stands in front of you, showing not only that he was a little uneasy, but that he looked excited about what he had in mind.

---And, tell me, (Name)… ---He looked at you, you looked at him, not understanding what he was going to tell you ---… Do you think he's handsome?

A question so offhanded that it seemed more like a slap from someone behind you than a question. You blinked several times before your hand lowered from your head to the table.

---I guess? I had never thought about it.. ---You mention, somewhat confused ---.., why?

You didn't know it, but Jun knew something that you didn't; That the great Cosmo Imai was interested in you. I suspected it from the moment he caught him staring at you, but after talking to several of Cosmo's close friends, he confirmed his idea: he was seriously, even if he was enchanted by you, since whenever he sees you he seems to smile, he mentions you to his friends from time to time, and if the few times you interacted with him were not bad experiences, in fact you had stayed by his side when there was a rebellion in the middle of the tournament.

He wanted to see what you think, tell you what he knew and see if you wanted to give the blonde a chance, but he never thought that day he would arrive today.

What you and I know is going to happen is pretty obvious, right?

The same man they were talking about was at the entrance of the place, his face went from someone quite calm to someone with a frown, almost angry.

---Hey, Cosmo, are you okay? ---That was what Koga asked, who was with a band-aid on his face.

The blonde boy immediately changed his face to a happy one, pretending that he didn't know anything.

---Yes, Koga, I'm fine.

His companion was confused, but he let him pass, then walked towards Sekibayashi.

---So, from 1 to 10, how much do you give it? ---Sekibayashi asked again.

--- Seki, I already told you that I don't know ---Was (Name)'s response, which she certainly felt intimidated by the questions of his best friend.

Before Sekibayashi continued speaking, Kouga greeted them.

---Hello Jun! Hello (Name)! ---Exclaimed the boy, smiling.

Cosmo was next to him, almost rigid, but inside, certainly annoyed. It was clear that he wanted to exert some brute force on Jun, who was seen to be trying to intimidate you, although in reality it was quite the opposite.

---Hello guys ---Was what Jun responded, before shaking hands with Koga ---How have you been?

---Pretty good, and you? --- Kouga responded, taking his friend's hand.

---Everything is fine, I was talking to (Name), do you remember her? ---Sekibayashi mentioned, smiling.

Both boys looked at you, Koga had not met you, but he knew that you visited Sekibayashi often and in fact he liked talking to you, but it is more than obvious that the other blonde did know you, and I think even more than you think.

You stood up from the seat calmly, and positioned yourself in front of Koga, extending your hand.

---Hello, Koga, how have you been? ---You say, smiling ---. It's been a while since I last came.

Your kindness and how outgoing you were along with your face and your body took him off guard, in fact he found you quite attractive, which put the other blonde on alert. And obviously Sekibayashi noticed that, he felt like he was in a low-budget soap opera.

---It's good to see you, (Name), have you been here for a while? ---Asks Koga, with some curiosity.

--Well, I think I've been here half an hour ago, Seki and I were talking, what about you? ---That's what you answered.

The conversation flowed naturally, in fact it was quite enjoyable for everyone, of course without mentioning the blonde, who was somewhere between confused and angry. Why weren't you paying attention to him?

---Hello Cosmo, we were just talking about you ---Jun mentioned, smiling, with a touch of mischief, as if he were plotting something.

The boy looked at Jun, certainly… Intrigued, how they were talking about him. And also, the fact that he is talking about him with (Name) put him on alert. But he pretended that he was confused, and looked at Jun with his lips curled into a soft smile.

---Were they talking about me? I hope you didn't say anything bad to him --- Cosmo asked, smiling and pretending that he wasn't nervous about the answer.

Instantly, Jun grabbed your shoulder, pulled you in front of Cosmo, and smiled.

---Jun, don't tell me that… ---You didn't finish speaking, your sentence was cut in half.

---(Name) finds you quite attractive! --- Was what Jun said, with a smile on his face.

That caught him off guard, in fact he was almost surprised at the response quite… convenient for him.

---That was supposed to be between us! ---You screamed, blood rushing to your face immediately.

Jun quickly let go of you, and took Kouga by the arm, with the clear intention of taking him somewhere.

---Come on, Koga! You have to get back to your training if you want to survive that tournament, let's let these two do the talking! ---Jun expressed, before dragging Kouga, not caring if he wanted to go with him or not.

The silence between the two of you became almost forceful the moment Jun left you in that awkward situation. At what point did he think this was a good idea?

To Cosmo, since he would clearly use her to his advantage.

---So.. Do you find me attractive, (Name)-san? ---He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

You stammered various responses, from a 'No' to a direct insult to your best friend out loud, but without saying anything specific.

---Well, I think you're pretty pretty too, (Name)-san ---Was what the Blonde answered, smiling.

---Hey? ---It was the only thing you expressed, almost on the verge of fainting from the shame you felt at that moment.

---And, if you see it as something obvious… ---Cosmo speculated ---…, maybe the best thing we can do is get to know each other better, right?

---Eh, well, yeah? I mean! I… ---Your nerves took control of your responses, prohibiting you from being coherent.

---How about a date, (Name)-san? ---The man asked, getting a little closer to you.

You didn't give him a clear answer, in fact you were about to say no or make up a lie to get out of the situation, but Cosmo saw that, and he didn't back down, he didn't act so that you would be calm, but rather the opposite.

He took your shoulder something abrupt.

---Are you going to answer my question, (Name)-san? ---Cosmo asked you with a low voice, without stopping smiling at any time, trying to intimidate you at that moment.

The pressure on your shoulder suddenly increased, the blonde's intention was clear. And knowing that his kind date fell when he saw your nervousness terrified you almost instantly.

You looked down, wanting to avoid eye contact with the blonde, and like a scared dog, you muttered a "yes…" in response. You didn't do it consciously, but it was almost automatic that you responded to how intimidated she was. you felt

The force he exerted dropped considerably, and he simply let go of you.

---Good! This Saturday I'm free, how about I go pick you up at 7? --- he proposed to you, smiling.

You answered "Yes.." again, still stunned with the situation.

---What are they talking about…? --- Kouga asked, a little surprised at the sudden grab Cosmo had given you.

--- Don't worry, I know he is a good man, I know he will take good care of (Name)! ---Sekibayashi exclaimed, happy to know that you had the opportunity to date someone like him.

Your best friend was certainly happy, he thought Cosmo was a great match for you; strong, cute, charismatic, good fighter, educated, what more could you ask for?

Jun couldn't see you well, since your back was turned to him, but when he saw that Cosmo took you by the shoulder, he thought that perhaps it was because he had intended to give you a hug, and he was calmed down when he saw that he had moved away. from you, it was certainly the first time he saw Cosmo act so strange.

Neither Koga and Jun knew that he knew you before the tournament started. That he had taken it upon himself to get closer to you, but that you had not realized due to his great performance. For a moment, before Cosmo left, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the two boys who were still doing squats, certainly pleased to see that at least for now, they were on his side.

"Well, maybe if they keep this up, I won't kill them now…" Was what the fighter thought, before faking a smile and saying goodbye to the fighters and obviously to you.

---See you guys! ---He exclaimed, before approaching the entrance of the place, and lowering his voice ---, see you, my dear (Name)-san.

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Good day.

Another finished request, I hope you liked it.

I really liked writing this one shot, and I hope that if you liked it a lot, you ask for part 2 (The "date" part)

Postscript; I really like the design of Kengan Omega, I feel that the added details give it a nicer touch.

Postscript two: Sorry if I add a lot to Sekibayashi or Koga, Jun is one of my favorite characters in all of Kengan, and I have a certain fondness for Koga since I read Kengan Omega.

And don't forget, orders are still open for anyone who wants a yandere one shot!

[ljaesch]

The Second Part of the Second Season of the Kengan Ashura Anime Is Scheduled to Premiere on August 15, 2024

The official website for the second season of the Kengan Ashura has announced that the second part of the season is scheduled to premiere on Netflix on August 15, 2024. The second season features the finals of the Kengan Annihilation Tournament and the conclusion of the original story. In the series, businesses and merchants wager large sums of money to hire combatants for unarmed hand-to-hand…

[kengan-daddies]

Could you write a Rei x fem reader where they meet at the Kengan matches and he starts to fall in love with reader. If you want to you can make it NSFW. 🫣Thank you!!!💕💕💕

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

I hope this is to your liking, I followed the ask but at the same time my brain just wouldn't follow it to a T, I hope you can still vibe with this story tho.

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Character : Rei Mikazuchi

Warning : None, Fluff

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

You were an assistant, clipboard in hand, casual business wear, hair pent up, and comfortable yet classy flats on your feet. You were always ready to accompany your boss, never asking questions about where he led you. You didn't care so long as you got paid in the end, so it was shocking when you began to attend the Kegan Matches with him. You've heard of things like this in movies, TV shows, and cartoons... But you never expected it to be real.

You were shocked by the first match-up, a young Man versus another young man, they were both muscular but different sizes, one wore a karate-type uniform while the other wore simple boxing shorts, both bare-knuckled. You watched on, still just as perplexed as you were the first time you watched him battle, it was like lightning, so quick and fast nobody saw it coming or even knew what happened, his opponent was down and out and he was declared the winner.

"Rei Mikazuchi... I'll never forget his name." You promised yourself, and you didn't. When the official Kengan Annihilation Tournament was declared, you knew that he would be there, you wanted to see him again, you had to, just to confirm that he was real... And he was when you saw him again, it was on the luxurious Kengan Cruise Liner, he was there with his boss, Rino Kurayoshi, the beauty on her was unmatched. He seemed pretty dedicated to her, almost like a dog.

You spoke with her a few times, Rei by her side each and every time, ready to defend when necessary, but you never came with the intention to attack so he didn't mind your presence, he was prone to get lost in his own world, his thoughts as he stares off in the distance. You've learned to like those little details about him, it was so rare to see a human be just as calm as he was, he always seemed to never have any thoughts, and yet the gleam in his eyes always said otherwise. He was fascinating. For the first few days, waiting for the Kengan Annihilation Tournament to begin, you and your boss spent the days with Rino and Rei, not every moment, but enough to where you and Rei could have small talks.

You learned that he was an assassin and that he was the Head of the Mikazuchi Clan and the renounced owner of the Lighting God Technique, it seemed like such a big title and yet he seemed nonchalant about it like it didn't really mean all that much to him. He was a strange man but you liked him. He was sweet, easy to blush, and quick to hide out, he was adorable and you liked teasing him. To be so strong yet so fragile to light teasing was such a cute sight. You'd laugh every time his face would turn scarlet just from a few compliments.

The Kengan Annihilation Tournament was finally beginning, and you couldn't be more excited to see him in action, after so many weeks of waiting, you were finally going to see him at it again. His first match, just like when you first saw him, was quick, like lightning. His second match was more unexpected, he never even got to that speed with the hot-blooded bastard that was Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Saw was strong and skilled, he was just as quick with his reflexes, but he still wasn't faster than Rei. You watched on with bated breath, watching as he rocked Saw Paing's head around with quick punches, it was jaw-dropping to see Saw still able to move around.

But alas, with a last stitched effort, Rei came out victorious... But he wasn't pleased, not one bit... He seemed disappointed with the battle... With himself. Rino noticed it, but she didn't care or maybe she just didn't know how to approach him, but you did. You found him, in the hall sitting on a bench, head hanging low as his bandaged arms rested on his legs. He was deep in thought, but this time his face matched his thoughts. You approached him with a bottle of water. "Here ya go, take a swig, you need it." You said he took the bottle, but he didn't open it... He just stared at it.

"I lost." He said. You stared at him, perplexed but you didn't say anything. "I lost, in strength, I lost in resilience... The only thing that saved me was my speed and precision... Fighting that man, made me realize just how weak I really am... I need to get stronger, stronger in technique and fighting styles... Perhaps, I should give up the practice of Lightning." He said. You stepped towards him, smacking his cheek with a swift snap of your wrist. His head barely moved, but his eyes widened and he looked up at you, a frown on your usually passive face.

"Don't give up on who you are Rei, you're more than just your fighting style, you are the fighting style, you are the lightning. Saw Paing may be better than you when it comes to brute strength, he may be better than you when it comes to resilience, but that's because of who he grew into being... What did you grow up into being, Rei? It most certainly wasn't a quitter. You're a distant long-range fighter, but that doesn't make you weak... You'll just have to add close combat into that. Mix it with your lightning, drop your assassin mindset, and become a warrior." You said, your voice laced with determination.

He stared at you for a moment before his face relaxed and he smiled, a small chuckle leaving his lips. "You're right, (Y/N)... If I'm going to be able to get stronger, then I'm just going to have to change some things up... Saw Paing taught me a very valuable lesson, and I'll honor him by taking what he's taught me and adding it to my own lightning style." he said, you smiled, happy to see a fire in his eyes. "Do it Rei, I believe in you." You said.

Right after that, your and Rei's relationship pretty much came to life, you both became the best of friends which lasted for a while, and you watched him grow into a better fighter and a better man. Your feelings for him blossomed into something stronger, and it worried you, you didn't want to run him off but with the help of Saw Paing, both you and Rei were able to speak your minds on your relationship and what you were both feeling towards one another. Learning that it wasn't one-sided on each side. It was a blessing.

You enjoyed going to all of Rei's fights, cheering him on with your new-found companions, hoping for his win, and whenever he lost he didn't take it so harshly, instead he learned from them adding it to his knowledge. After every match he'd come straight to you, whether he won or lost he always engulfed you in a hug, giving you the deepest kiss, reminding you of his eternal gratefulness.

[cheesedissolvesmostofmyworries]

distressed about how the Ohma vs Kuroki final match in the Kengan Annihilation Tournament turned out. There was no proper foreshadowing to indicate that Ohma would lose. Say that Ohma’s loss to Kuroki was the culmination of all the damage he accumulated throughout the tournament due to his reliance on the Advance , If he had held off on using the Advance until the very end, would he have stood a chance against Kuroki? And anyway, if the story was going to have Ohma fall short regardless, why did they allude to an underdog win narrative from the very beginning? Conclusively the set up was nothing but misleading and frustrating however it’s worth the watch since he made it to the final round .

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Chapter 19 - The Return Of The Queen

A whole two years passed since the Kengan Annihilation Tournament ended. Since then, Agito and Kisara travelled around the world from country to country, living one day at a time. It was by far, the most fun they've ever had - So much freedom, so much to learn... The whole world was theirs for the taking! At some point, they even reached Thailand and they met up with Gaolang who acted as a tour guide of sorts. Once Kisara met with King Rama though, they hit it off so well that Gaolang was fearing for his life, judging by those enigmatic, fox-like grins they had on their faces whenever he'd catch them looking at him. It was here that she and Agito first rode on an elephant - It was so thrilling! She almost felt upset, leaving for another place to visit, but life is life, and life is meant to be lived!

Ultimately, however, after one year and a half into travelling, Kisara and Agito agreed to settled for a while at a motel, in the middle of the nowhere that Arizona is. Though Kisara often found their little room incredibly boring, and even the wi-fi connection was often shitty... They were somehow able to make it work. Every day they would travel to hell knows what place via motorbike, and since they got here, they even customised their helmets and got a clothing style change. What was once classic elegance became intimidating leather, chains and studs. The only thing different was that, although Agito's helm had a skull motif and his new nickname, AG, in neon - Kisara had purple LED lights and cat ears. They were hilarious.

There was a single thing, however, that never changed for those two, and that was their thirst for fighting. It was far too hot during the day to bother, but once the Sun began to set, Agito would teach Kisara everything he knows, from Systema, to Formless and Martial Arts - Even the Niko style that he knows, though he made it clear that whatever he knew was far different than what Ohma taught her once. In turn, Kisara helped him spar to the point that he had no delay between his two sides... Even if that meant getting speared, cleaved and beaten up to the point of screaming at him to give her a break. No matter what amount of training she goes through, she will never be able to equal the strength of her punch, to that of people like Agito, Gaolang or Takeshi. With her accuracy, speed and agility, however, she is now able to fight without needing to rely constantly on the element of surprise to get a good win. 

When they would finally go to rest for the day, they would tell stories from their past, of whatever kind. Here's that she learnt Agito was an orphan from Mainland China, and he was found as a teenager by the Chairman, in some kind of ritualistic warehouse where he had to kill everyone to survive the Gu ritual...  The one where you put centipedes in a jar and watch them eat each other - The last one that survives has the poison inserted in it. To think that as a young you are thrown in a battle royale setting... No wonder those murderous, beast-like urges of his would still often dominate his mind, even into adulthood. To lighten thing up, however, Kisara asked if he still remembers the language or anything from his childhood, and though it wasn't much, Kisara showed him some of the songs and dances she learnt from watching TV shows set in other dynasties. He would tell her about his 23 years or so of staying with Katahara, being educated by the best teachers appointed to him, meeting baby Sayaka and Retsudo, sometimes ever caring for them.

In turn, Kisara would tell him of her old, boring life in her small, little house which she used to share with her parents. Agito's mind felt bewildered, hearing her speak so gracefully and loving of the parents that she murdered herself - After all, knowing that your whole life was a lie, can't be easy to digest. Still, he felt proud of her for getting so far in life, and even so strong - From the quiet girl that would study at home every day, do only indoor hobbies, do no physical exercise, live on coffee and a light meal per day and sleep like three hours per night. The life of a shy medical student had broken her psyche to the point of fearing people, but meeting Ohma, the catalyst of her radical change - And more, meeting Wakatsuki who brought her into the Kengan world, who supported her dream of getting stronger and helped her out with loans to become an independent person - And even having Hatsumi introduced, who taught her how to liberate herself of all her worries and problems, and in those four years together, she was able to achieve a peace of her mind and heart that she never thought possible to achieve. 

She told him of all the times the camped in the woods, the meditation sessions in the fields, or on the cliffs of the mountains after a good trek, and then she told him of the times when Hatsumi had her practice in the river, and her feet went numb from the cold water, only to get thrown in the lake near the cascade, under the pretext of showering off the sweat - The jerk should have had it coming though, as he was laughing his ass off, she pulled him in the water to freeze with her. But then, there were also the trips to the ocean, when they would wake up in the early morning to watch the sunrise and calm their minds to the sound of the waves and the occasional seagull, and have a long walk, barefoot, on the wet sand and watching the sun set into the sea. She often longed and missed those days, but she was well aware that they can return one day... Once Hatsumi stops his training in China with Rei.

Though two years passed, Agito still had a lot to learn of life, and Kisara was eager to teach him more and watch him flourish... And though two years passed, Kisara's grief still remained, and she had only Agito to rely on with a hug and a shoulder to cry on. When life was too much, he would see her subconsciously reaching for that ring and clucthing it, or playing aimlessly with it, to the point of obsession. She wanted to move on so desperately, but couldn't. Two years alone just weren't enough for a heart to heal.

"A'ight Agito, time for our drinks. I need an ice-cold Gin with lemon Schweppes." Kisara chuckled, taking off her helmet and putting on her shades instead, hooking her arm around the man's large forearm. "Agree. I've got an idea for tonight's training session." he spoke, walking inside the saloon.  Their heavy boots clattered the wood on the ground as they made their way to the bartender, who was also the owner of the place, and of the motel. "Howdy, Fox. AG. You've got a visitor." "... A visitor?" Agito took off his helmet. "AG? Is that your new nickname? I like it. It's way cooler than Fang. We meet again, Kano. It's great seeing you again, Kisara." the girl gasped, putting her shades up on her hair to look at the man. "You... What are you doing here?" Agito asked, smiling as the two sat at the bar. "Himuro Ryo. Out of all people, I wouldn't have expected you here. It's lovely seeing a familiar face around these places." the girl grinned cheerfully at him. "I'll have a double jack, straight up. The usual Gin for Fox." as if the bartender already had everything prepared, the two were drinking in few seconds straight. "Whoa, slow down, drunk driving's against the law." Himuro warned the two, shocked by their behavious. "I know, but we're not driving anymore today. We've been staying in the motel across the street for the past half a year now." Agito explained simply. "So, the Ex-Fang of Metsudo's living in a motel, huh? What are you doing out here, in the middle of nowhere?" Ryo also ordered a drink, leaning back to look at the two. "Well, excuse me for being in the middle of nowhere." the bartender grumbled in annoyance. "What are we doing...? That's what we're trying to figure out." Kano hummed solemnly. "Kano, let's get back on track. I want to talk to you..." Ryo began, only to get cut off. "Is it about the competition?" Kisara butted in quickly. On one hand, she was almost eager for another such tournament, and wanted to throw her frustrations by plummeting someone that wasn't Agito. On the other hand, she knew nobody would want her as a fighter, in detriment of proper fighters like Agito or Wakatsuki. "It's for the Kengan Association. Will you enter, Kano?" as expected, the invitation was solely for him. "For the Kengan Association? The only reason I fought in the Kengan matches was to pay back my debt to the Master, and now that the Master is no longer Chairman, I have no reason to fight for the Kengan Association." the man spoke, his resolution clear. "I... Wouldn't be so sure." this attracted the attention of both people. “Chairman Katahara has announced that he's sending a fighter into the competition. That fighter is the Eight Fang of Metsudo." Ryo explained briefly - But the notion shocked both bikers. "EIGHTH?!" their gasped loudly. "Wait, what are you talking about? I was the Fifth Fang - You mean I've had THREE successors in just two years?!" the notion alone made no sense whatsoever, especially considering the many years of servitude he had under the Master. "I see... I guess you haven't heard. After you retired as the Fang, they selected the Sixth Fang. In the end, they picked one of the rookie bodyguards to be the Sixth Fang of Metsudo. I saw one of his matches, and he was just as powerful as you... But he turned traitor." Kisara gasped. "He abandoned his title of the Fang of Metsudo and transferred to Purgatory. He was planning to use the name of Fang of Metsudo all along, so that he could enter the Purgatory under better conditions, since they pay better than the Kengan Matches." once Ryo continued by saying the traitor will be a fighter on the other side, a dark aura settled around the saloon. "We're in." Kisara resoluted for the both of them, although she wasn't going to be a fighter. "Himuro. The competition is in half a year, right?" Himuro nodded. "That scoundrel who betrayed the master will get what he deserves." Kisara hasn't seen that wicked, revengeful expression on his face since the Annihilation Tournament - It was clear he was fired up, and she could easily understand why. Even she, who was helped by Katahara with the briefest of things, was enraged at the notion of a Fang betraying his master, and wanted to see him dead. "Who are the other people joining? Actually, how many fighters is our line-up supposed to have?" Kisara asked, excited - That meant she was going to see her friends again, and they wouldn't have to be fighting each other! "As far as I know, thirteen fighters on each side. So far, apart from Kano, we have Gaolang, Wakatsuki, Naoya and the Eighth Fang." the red head squealed in delight. "I can't wait!" the girl was beyond thrilled and couldn't contain her glee. She knew, for the remaining half a year, her and Agito will have to train even harder and stop any bit of slack they might have previously indulged in. It was time for the supreme showdown to emerge.

Half a year passed by at an indefinite time, and suddenly, their stay at the motel wasn't as boring as Kisara thought it was previously. Spending most of their time fighting and perfecting their techniques made things far more enjoyable. She felt alive every time she fight - Not only from the satisfaction of landing punches and doing damage, but her nerves were lit on fire - The pain she felt reminded her that she's not numb, nor dead. It was fine. She was fine, and she was going to continue being even better. 

"Get up." Kisara called out to Agito, looking down at him - With that grin of his plastered, he shot to his feet and attempted to grapple the girl, only to get hit with his own Dragon Shot. "Perfect aim. Your blows got stronger." the Emperor coughed, stepping back. "You should join the line up. I have full confidence in your skills." "You trained me for almost three years, I bet you trust me to fuck them up." the red head chuckled lightly. "It's fine. I'm content with just watching you guys fight. The stakes are high, unlike before. I could lose company money all I want, but we are talking about the safety and continuation of the Kengan association. It means a lot to me... I wouldn't want to cause it harm indirectly." she explained, ruffling her hair messy. "We'll see the rest of the line up. We can always substitute." he grunted solemnly. "You really want me to fight, don't you?" he nodded. "Why?" "Because I want to see you proving to yourself that you can win." Kisara looked up at him, first with surprise, then she smiled tenderly. "Thank you for believing in me, Agito." at that moment, Agito's phone rang. The person on the other end of the line, who was shockingly enough, Yamashita Kazuo, knowing that Kisara was with him, had the man put the phone on speaker, so she could also hear what he had to say.

Tokita Ohma is alive.

That was the whole phone call. If Kano was shocked to hear such news, Kisara's knees went weak, and she fell to the ground. It took the man slapping her awake to get her back to reality. And boy, was she mad. The whole night, she couldn't concentrate on anything except fighting with Agito and hopefully get rid of the anger that she felt. For two years and a half, everyone thought Tokita Ohma died, only to find out that he was safe and sound, and training with the Kure Clan, at their village. With Raian. Raian, with whom Kisara texted almost daily. She was going to rip his throat out.

'Kure Raian, I'm going to rip your guts our of your body and hang you from a tree for the animals to maul and eat you.'

Raian, receiving that text, only laughed to the point of his sides hurting - And when Ohma asked what the hell was he on about and why wasn't he returning to their fighting spar, he simply showed him the text - And Ohma, too, was amused, though he knew, there will be hell to pay for keeping her in the dark for so long. The reaction of everyone, especially the older manager, was enough to make him realise that, in his hopes of keeping them safe, he simply made them mourn.

It was good to be home, Kisara thought, but it was so lonely, sad and quiet. Even taking a hot bubble bath and drinking wine didn't work in keeping her calm. In the middle of the night, she packed her bag and drove to Agito's - She couldn't stay alone. She needed someone to keep her out of her spinning mind. Ohma was alive. Why didn't he tell her? Why did he keep it a secret from everyone, especially her and Yamashita? Raian too - Couldn't they just send a hint? Anything at all? Why did he want her suffering for so long? She couldn't phantom how the hell did she become so reliant on a man, but she owed Agito everything for being so patient and abiding to any of her whims, even in her most unstable of days. 

Together, they went to the private jet of the Kengan association, to go the island where the tournament will be taking place. She saw the fighters walk towards the plane, but her and Kano remained in the back. She saw Ohma's silhouette. She didn't feel strong enough to walk straight up to him and sock him in that beautiful, beautiful face of his. She was content ignoring him and going to speak with the others, or meet the new faces.

First, she went to Gaolang to give him a hug - But as soon as she saw that Ohma and Yamashita were eating at the table next to him, she made a quick excuse and scurried off. Next, was a guy around the age of 40 probably, with messy dark hair and a stubble. He was dressed in Japanese clothes, and was leisurely reading on the couch next to Julius, who was eating twenty or so sandwiches. "Hi! I'm Kisara. It's great meeting a new fighter." she extended her hand for him to shake. The man looked at her with the most tired expression in the world, and grunted at her in acknowledgement, shaking her hand - But his eyes soon widened, realising the strength and pressure she was so innocently applying to that grip. Was she attempting a battle of strength? "Tokuno'o Tokumichi. Nitoku, for short." under the circumstances he found himself he, Nitoku lazily got up, and played her game. People were staring at them - While Kisara held that enigmatic fox-like smile, Toku seemed to keep a solemn leisureness about him, though he was on high alert. As if sensing the momentum, Nitoku fell into a crouching position and grappled the girl's thighs, grabbing her and holding her into a death grip - But she was laughing so serenely, that he almost felt as though he fell in her trap. "If you wanted to hug me, you should have just said so. You're pretty attractive, I admit." he looked up at her, bewildered by her weird words. "I wanted to see if you were strong enough for what was going to happen... And eventually, find out your fighting style too." Nitoku felt as though he completely failed, and slowly, he put her down on the ground.  "Sambo." he replied, and in that instant, the mischievous expression on her face changed to one of pure wonder. "Sambo?! You -- Really?!" he nodded, watching her smile grow ever wider. "That's amazing! I've never seen a true Sambo master in practice before! Now that I think of it, you do have the build for it. Ah - Do you like Dostoevsky?" "Y-Yes. I studied literature in Russia. I am an author, but I need some more money... So I guess I take the occasional fight." he explained, taking his book from the couch and showing her that he was, in fact, reading Dostoevsky, as she predicted. "You have suddenly become one of my favourite people here." with a peace sign, she left the man to look at her moving away with sheer confusion. What was that interaction, anyway? He had no clue - But at least there's someone in there that can appreciate true literature genius.

The next person she saw was Masaki Meguro...  But it wasn't actually the psycho that got killed by the kick-boxer, but his... Brother? Alright. Whatever. He seemed like a normal person. Time to move on to the last person - He seemed like a kid, standing on an armchair, away from the crowd... But he seemed threated by Akoya? That psycho. Kisara went to them and reached up to grabbed Akoya's shoulder and push him away. "Enough threatening, Psychop. Leave the kid alone. He doesn't want to deal with you." Akoya looked down at the girl with an even graver look. Another pair of steps approached them, and Wakatsuki made him back off. Apparently, this psycho-cop almost killed Murobuchi Gozo. How awful. "Don't mind him, kid. He's not normal in the head. I don't get why he's here." she crouched down to his level - Only to get a better look at him and freeze. He looked just like a younger copy of Ohma. It wasn't easy looking at him, but she smiled nonetheless. "I'm Kisara. If you ever have any question, you can always come to me for anything. I'm sure I can help you out."  "Thanks, Miss Kisara. My name is Gaoh Ryuki. I am one of the fighters, actually, not a kid." as if his face wasn't enough, even his name was the girl stare at him in shock. Gaoh, huh? What a mess. "So young, yet so talented. I look forward to seeing you fight, then." she got up and patted his fluffy hair - Shit, so fluffy, just like Ohma's. This was addicting.

She walked away from him - He had such a soft and innocent face... Was Ohma like that too, long before they met? When he was much younger?  Deep in thought, Kisara wanted to go to Agito and just attempt to take a nap, leaning on his shoulder - But she saw him standing next to Retsudo. Lihito and Naoya were there too, staring down at... Someone. Her feet dragged her there - And that someone turned his head, and smirked as playfully as she usually does. "Ah, Miss CEO is here! What a delight!" it was the bodyguard that came to the infirmary after her fight. "Misasa? Wait - Don't tell me... It is you! You're the Eighth Fang of Metsudo!" he grinned even wider. "Miss CEO hasn't seen me fight, yet she guessed right. I'm flattered!" he chuckled lethargically. At this point, Lihito was drooling, looking down at the elegant silhouette of the red haired woman in front of him. "I'm happy for you. In fact - I'm very happy to see someone like you being acknowledged as strong enough for that title." compared to every other fighter, Kisara and Misasa looked absolutely tiny and slender. Though the new Fang was a few centimeters taller than her, and a bit more built, they were very much alike, especially with the tactics behind their techniques. "Yes, I bet you're happy. You must have gotten even stronger than before. I heard you were trained by Kano these years. I'm looking forward to your fight." Kisara smiled wryly. Lihito attempted to reach out to the girl, but he got his hands easily swatted away, without her even bothering to look at him. "I'm not in the lineup, sorry. But since you are - Make us proud, will you? You're the pride of cute, little people like us." she chuckled lightly, hearing him huff in amusement. "Just beat someone up and take their place. I'm sure that would be fun." Lihito started whining, making both the shorter fighters roll their eyes, not appreciating the conversation being disturbed like that. "What. The hell. Do you want." Kisara snapped her head at him - Only to get called out by Agito for cursing. "Sorry, Agito." she now hates that she made him promise to call her out for over cursing. It was a bad habit she picked up after Ohma's death, to relieve pent up tension, but she had to stop already, it went against her convictions. "Can I have your phone number?" Lihito asked, but received a negative answer. "Can I take you for a date?" again, no. "Then at least gimme your pussy!" The other four men around went silent. The pressure was immense, and the room suddenly felt much darker. Kisara's silent anger was enough for them to realise that, if Lihito continued with his antics, he might not have enough limbs and organs to actually fight in the competition. Before he could blink again, the blond idiot found himself breaking the shelf by the wall much behind him. The commotion made more people see what had happened. "What? It was just a punch. He should count his blessing." Kisara shrugged non-chalantly, only to hear a familiar, wicked laugh roaring through the plane - It made her groan. "Good one, babe!" she looked away from him. "I don't speak to traitors. Go jump off the plane. Nobody likes you." she said, side stepping Raian - And she had to continuously side-step him for a while, as he still tried to annoy her, like that irritating younger brother that won't leave you alone. "I should have stayed in Arizona." the woman groaned, going to hide behind Agito. "Tell that fuckass that I'm not friends with scummy, filthy traitors!" Agito and Retsudo looked confused between the Kure psycho and the fox-girl. "I WANT TO SEE YOU FIGHT, WOMAN!" "All the more reason NOT to!" she huffed. From the end of the room, Yamashita Kazuo and Ohma chuckled at the jovial interaction between the participants. They had a good roster - Things were bound to go well for Kengan. They had faith. "BUT I GET TURNED ON WATCHING YOU FIGHT!" Raian always knew how to exasperate her. "I'll gouge your eyes out!" he was clutching his sides painfully.

It seems the flight was a decent and short one, for they already arrived at Mt. Godslayer, the artificial dome created to look like a volcano-mountain. It was great, but for Kisara, nothing can compare to Katahara's island. All 13 fighters from Kengan were called on the stage, where the 13 Purgatory fighters were awaiting. For some reason, Naoya was dressed as a clown - That was weird. On the other hand, the fighters from Purgatory seemed rather intimidating. Most of them was dressed, except for a Julius-built guy, and some  skeletal-like short man. 

Yamashita and Kisara went to stay at the Kengan fighter waiting room - The others followed soon after. From there, they noticed Sayaka and Jerry Tyson from the commentator table. It was then that they were announced the ways of winning: Knock out or Ring out. Additionally, if someone kills their opponent, they are disqualified.

"Weaklings." Kisara spat. "That Ring-Out rule is bullshit. Only weaklings need to cheat to win a fight. Might as well bring secret weapons too." she scoffed in annoyance. The Kengan fighters were the real deal, and surely, they will be at a disadvantage when abiding the ring-out rule. It wasn't fair. "Ya heard her. Those guys must be a bunch of pussies if they need to ring-out to win. Ha! Those fuckin' pigs." Raian gruffed, his arms crossed to his chest in disgust. For an assassin and combat-master, this was an annoying rule - Most of the others were in agreement. "That just means we have to be extra careful. They are used to that rule, so they will try to take advantage of it." Wakatsuki pointed out. Yamashita, as the manager, explained that every three turns, a team must choose their fighter first, and the other must respond - And then they swap.  "This sounds more like a chess game than a fighting game. Bullshit." Kisara was seemed the biggest hater of this tournament all of a sudden. "We must adapt to their rules, unfortunately. Everyone, be careful." Naoya looked absurd with that clown outfit on.  "I really hope you won't fight in this silly get up." Kisara eyed him quietly, as everyone was fighting amongst themselves to assert who will fight first. "I'll go first." Agito declared solemnly. "No, you're like the general of the army. We need to save you for when wee need you most." Gaolang strategically pointed out. "I don't give a damn about your rules. I'll handle this myself." Akoya grumbled, ready to fight. Raian cheerfully laughed. "You're talkin' a lot of shit for a fuckin' pig~♪!"  "Would you like to be the first to die?" Seishuu clenched his fists, threatening the Kure devil. "HUUUUH?! Did I hear that right? Who's gonna die here?" Raian's face looked as twisted as a Japanese Oni mask. "Okay, break it up, you two." Misasa calmly broke the two apart, but it was for naught. They continued to fight, whilst Yamashita came too, hoping to intervene and keep them away from each other. Ohma was done with them, whilst Wakatsuki was disappointed in them and wanted to sub them out. Masaki shaded them, whilst Nitoku was disgusted - And Lihito shrieked like a bratty, cheerful kid, wanting to be picked first. "FUCKING QUIEEEEEEETTTTT!" Kisara's loud voice made everyone stop and stare at her with wide, surprised eyes. One point for Hatsumi for teaching her the trick to that. "Fucking finally. You're all behaving like a bunch of stupid kindergarden kids. YOU'RE ADULT FIGHTERS, BEHAVE LIKE THAT! WHERE'S YOUR FIGHTER PRIDE?! YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US IN FRONT OF THOSE LOSERS!" now that she was able to get everyone's attention and scolded them appropriately, Gaolang nodded at her as a thanks.  "I'll go first." he threw his coat to the ground, stepping into the rink. "Be careful, Gaolang. You can win, but be wary of the ring-out." Kisara reminded him, and he nodded in acknowledgement. "Thank you, Miss Kisara... But Gaolang already went ahead. Do you think that's good?" Yamashita Kazuo asked, Ohma walking right next to him. "It's not optimal, no. I hoped to put him as a retaliation, not as a first pick. Either way, I met Gaolang last year in Thailand. His fist is in perfect condition and he's gotten stronger than before. He has every chance to win by Knockout." the girl explained, abruptly turning with her back to her husband. "Kisara, let's talk." his voice made her shudder - But she didn't look back. She couldn't. Instead, she walked away and clinged onto Agito's arms, leaning on his side to get a good look at the ring. How long will she be able to keep this up, she didn't know, but she couldn't bare to face him and keep her emotions in check, let alone speak to him properly. 

Gaolang's opponent was Carlos Medel, a former boxer that won every match, from the middle-weight class, all the way to the top of the heavy-weight class - And then, he gave up. He was too strong, and he had no competition. Not only that, but his manager was also a shithead, and Carlos couldn't get any matches, so he simply vanished from the public eye. He was a true legend and practically a God for his people in Mexico. "If he's a heavy-weight boxer, why is does he look skinnier than even me and Misasa?" Kisara asked, turning to the other fighters. "Yes, I wondered that myself." Nitoku put his glasses on and stared at the screen. "I don't know much about public sports, but aren't heavy-weights around 90 KG in just about every sport? He looks about 54... No, 53 kilograms at best." Ohma guessed. "That's far less than even me. I think that puts him about Miss CEO's weight, then. And counting his height, that's even weirder." Misasa pointed. "He's all skin and bones. Seems like there's not even a drop of sweat in him. Can he really fight like that?" Lihito pointed out - At that moment, Kisara gasped - A Eureka moment possessed her. "CAPOEIRA!" she gulped. "He must have become a dancer - Why else would he shave off half of his weight? He must be incredibly fast and agile to pull off those ridiculous moves. Besides - Capoeira was developed in Brasil. Brasil is in South America, and he's from Mexico, so not too far away, all things considered." "Shit, pretty girl might just be right." Raian grumbled.  "How'd you guess?" Lihito asked, blinking in wonder. "Eddy and Christie from Tekken! You're right, it would make sense!" Naoya's comment made Kisara grin, "Exactly~! Although, my main is Sergei, the Russian Sambo babe." she winked at Nitoku playfully, who got flustered and confused.

Alisa, the referee, instructed the two fighters, had them take their stances - And declared the beginning of the fight. Gaolang quickly rushed to get a jab at him, but his punches slipped through - It was just like how Kuroki dodged everything with his inception of intent. This was clearly a very high-level fight. Carlos praised the Thai for his Flash jabs, watching as blood unexpectedly poured from his nose - And taunted him, saying he's faster than even light. It seemed that Medel was very eager to fight the Thai God of War.

"Gaolang could have dodged that, if the opponent had hostility behind that punch. He seems fine. He must be playing a psychological game or some shit." Ohma theorised - And it made sense, though Kisara wasn't happy with that notion. Gaolang went ahead to try and punch that jerk, but he had everything dodged, to the point that they're just throwing jabs at each other, and none land. It was impressive to watch. High-level. Agito acknowledge Wongsawat for having improved dramatically, and was especially moved by his recovery after the career-ending injury that he himself inflicted. He was truly strong.  Both fighters got every close to hitting each other, guessing the intent - But from the stands, it looked as though Gaolang was getting a one-sided beating. "He's not landing anything! how come Gaolang's getting his ass kicked?!" Lihito despaired at the display before him. "Medel's got him beat in mobility." Wakatsuki noted. "But WHY?! WHY THE HELL'S GAOLANG HAVING TROUBLE WITH A LIGHT-WEIGHT?!" Naoya was gripping the railing and roaring so hard, it was unreal. "It would appear that we have misjudged Medel's true terror." Agito nodded his head, looking at Kisara. "What terror?" the blond asked, like a child questioning a teacher. "Look at Kisara's frame. Look at Misasa. Now look at his frame. It's not the frame of a heavy-weight. You can't just put on muscle until you're heavy enough for the heavy-weight class and expect to improve your potential. Just the opposite. Too much muscle for your frame can dampen your power. You could say that Medel became the top heavy-weight boxer, all while wearing 40 KG worth of weights. Do you think these two rely on the power of their punches like Wakatsuki and Julius, rather than speed, agility, tactics and weak-points?" Kano explained to those around him - In that moment, Gaolang was able to deliver a punch to his nose. "He was able to figure out Medel's pattern!" Kisara grinned, throwing herself at the railing to get a better look. The second body blow was dodged - And the third --  It surprised everyone. Medel was keeping himself on the ground, yet still raised, as if he was that chick from the exorcist. At light-speed, Carlor threw himself up and kicked at Gaolang's face as he jumped back to his feet and praised the Thai for out-punching him, yet continued to taunt and mock him, saying his strikes can even kill a God. What a cocky piece of shit.

Medel did a swift hand stand and delivered a kick, and with his other hand he grabbed Gaolang's ankle, landing another kick to his face, and though guarded, they landed. "So this is what Capoeira looks like. There are MAYBE two people at most who use that in public Martial Arts... But I suppose, since it's the underground..." Naoya was visibly angry. "But his Capoeira style is pretty weird. I haven't seen anything like this.. Though, I only saw this in games and anime." Kisara pointed out, unable to pry her eyes away. "There are two main styles of Capoeira, namely Angola and Regional... There's also a school called Contem-Poranea, but it doesn't fit either of them." Masaki explained, serenely reading his book. "Well, that explains how his movements are so different from the Capoeirista I fought once." Misasa added to the conversation. "Medel's probably added his own spin to it, to better fuse it with his boxing." Naoya pointed out. "A Mexican boxer doing Brazilian Martial arts? I'll be a monkey's uncle." Lihito chuckled. "Nitoku is a Japanese man using Russian Sambo. I'm a Japanese girl, using Russian Systema. Cosmo is a Japanese boy using Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Boxing became a sport in England. Not everything was invented in our country, so there's no need to be so shocked." the red head shrugged, unsure of why they were so shocked. "Huh. Now that you put it that way..." Lihito mumbled. "Yo, hey - I wanna fight next, a'ight? Imma go piss. Keep me updated!" he ran away faster than they could blink.  "Idiot." Kisara huffed, looking back at the fight.

Medel continued to dance and throw a variety of kicks at Gaolang, while he was blocking and parrying - It seemed that the Thai was analysing - Until he moved in for a punch, only for Carlos to slide to the ground and painfully hit the boxer's ankle, making him kneel to the ground, only to receive a powerful fast kick. "GAOLANG!!" he could hear his team-mates calling out his name, as he was cursing himself for his stupidity. He should have realised - He was using boxing, capoeira and digong-quan all blended together, so it was no wonder he couldn't recognise pure-capoeira from the start. Carlos wasn't a boxing genius, but a striking genius, and Capoeira's moves were the most compatible ones for his skinny body, and exactly what his boxing was lacking. He was trying to take out Gaolang's legs by going for his joints - That meant he couldn't do any footwork, nor work any of his Muay Thai kicks. 

Medel tried to shatter Gaolang's right fist once again - But was met with a great surprise. "Forget it. No one can shatter my fist anymore." Kisara felt herself breathless. Though he didn't shatter any of his bones, his skin was scrapped enough to draw blood. Gaolang followed up with a jab, but Carlor went for a low leap and went back to boxing - But he got heavily hit in the gut. Carlos was on the ground and the ref declared a Down, and she started the countdown. "This is bullshit! They should let him fuck that guy up until he can't take it anymore! This is the underground, not public sport!"  "Calm down." Agito put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it, knowing she will feel better. "WAY TO GO, GAOLAAAAAAANG!!!!! MY ETERNAL RIVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLL!!!" out of literally nowhere, Saw Paing jumped to his feet, waving a huge flag with Gaolang's name on it. From his seat, Karo the Fisherman was also waving a similar flag. "What the --" Kisara muttered, bewildered at the Burmese. On the count of two, Carlos jumped to his feet. 

But although Medel attempted to recover with quick and shallow breathing, he still suffered considerable damage. Gaolang didn't allow him any break. Medel was clearly on the look for Gaolang's right after that massive body blow he received. And then - The Thai God of War, the Boxing Genius - Gaolang Wongsawat switched to Muay Thai. "GO, GAOLANG, GO!!!" Kisara shrieked his name, thrilled to see him properly use Muay Thai and kick his opponent. He landed three clean hits and even an uppercut to his chin. They were so close to the end of the end of the arena - Everyone was cheering for him, but Kisara was horrified. "IT'S THE EDGE!!! GAOLANG!!" this sobered up the Kengan fighters and tried to yell at him - But there was probably no way anyone except for Saw Paing could be heard through the ruckus made by the auditorium.

With his follow up punch to the face, people saw Medel fall to the ground - They thought Gaolang had won - But Carlos had one more trick up his sleeve. With the last bit of strength he had left, he wrapped his legs around Gaolang's waist and brought him out of the ring. It was a double ring out, and Gaolang was declared the loser. Kisara was shaking with anger, and not even Kano Agito could calm her down. She wanted to march to Carlos and rip his head right off.

With complete shame and self-hatred, Gaolang returned to the Kengan waiting room and slumped on a chair, a towel covering his head. "Sorry. My pride was my undoing." Kisara, not even caring that she'd get sweat on her good clothes, threw her arms around her friend and hugged him with all her might. "It wasn't your pride, but their shit rules. For us, you won, Gaolang. Be proud of yourself. You're the strongest." "Exactly. It wasn't your fault. This could have happened to any of us." Ohma comforted the boxer - It was weird, hearing Ohma being so.... Humane. Her heart was beating so fast, just hearing his voice. "Kisara and Tokita Ohma are right. Lift your head up, we all know who the real winner is." Agito acknowledged him once more. "Don't worry about it, Gaolang. I'll make this up for you next match." surprisingly, Ryuki spoke for the first time. "This should remind us all that we have to win on Purgatory terms." Masaki agreed. "WE AIN'T GONNA LET GAOLANG'S LOSS BE FOR NOTHIN'!!! WE'RE GONNA WIN THIS!!!!!" Naoya roared into the room, attempting to fire up everyone. "Speaking of - We should choose the next fighter." Yamashita Kazuo pointed out. "Lihito said he wanted to go next, didn't he? Where is he?" as soon as Misasa spoke up, the door opened, revealing a beaten up Lihito. Everyone was in shock - What the hell happened? "Gah... I got beaten up in the toilet... I don't know who those fuckers were... But fuck, it's bad..." Raian only laughed, remembering the way he scared him half to death during the last tournament. "We're one man down. Did the Purgatory do this? Were they so afraid of us after watching Gaolang destroy their fighter?" Nitoku wondered also. "Who the fuck cares? They only made their grave! Those shitheads have no idea that we have a stronger fighter to take that weakling's place!" Raian wickedly grinned - All at once, everyone's eyes turned to Kisara. "Kisara was trained by Kano and Hatsumi for a while now. I think she'd do well." Wakatsuki voted in favour. "Wait, Miss Kisara can fight?!" Ryuki's eyes widened in shock. "Can fight, he asks. Miss CEO here gave Wakatsuki a run for his money." Misasa chuckled mischievously. "We're going to lose." Akoya spoke, but nobody even looked at him. "Go on, Kisara. You can do it." Agito encouraged her. "Yamashita Kazuo. Announce the refs that Hasashi Kisara will be replacing Lihito as a fighter." Ohma smirked proudly - Unintentionally, Kisara looked at him, and as soon as they shared eye contact, her cheeks reddened.  "Fine." she sighed, releasing Gaolang from the embrace. "I do have almost three years of pent up anger... And some revenge as a bonus. Don't worry, Gaolang. I'll bring them hell." she patted his hair, earning a smile and a thank you. "No  -- Wait, guys, I can still fight!" though Lihito was practicing his moves, in truth, hardly anybody minded the change. "Shut the fuck up, ya whiny pig~♪" Raian cackled, watching Kisara calmly walk up to Lihito - In a split second, she had performed the Dragon Shot that Agito used on Hatsumi, yet this time, it was perfected, and Lihito was groveling on the ground. "Let's face it, Lihito. You're useless. You trained with Master Kuroki, the best fighter in the world - Yet even now, you're the biggest loser. I don't do overkill, but if you piss me off, I might get blood on my boots." she stepped on his head. "But you're -- You can't! You fought before, but you can't compare to those guys! Master Kuroki taught me well! I- I can overcome this, gimme a cha--- HUFGH" he was left breathless by a kick to his stomach that slammed him into the wall. "What did I say about the blood, damn it." Kisara rolled her eyes and went back to sit on one of the chairs. Instinctively, Agito knelt by her side, helping her with the boots, then handed her the haori and kitsune mask that she always keeps in her bag.  "Good thing you came prepared." he smirked proudly. "Yeah, tell me about it. Somehow, I always end up in situations like this. What would you guys do without me?" she chuckled cheerfully, taking off the turtleneck, showing off the black crop top she sported, and changing her jeans to the high waisted pants - It was the same outfit she had when she fought Wakatsuki, the man realised. Ah, the memories. Kano took the sword from her hip and tied her hair up, as she fixed the haori on her shoulders - But just before she put on the mask...  "The necklace." Agito's comment froze the girl. Ohma smiled, watching her slowly reach to the ring on the chain and hold it to her heart - Only to quickly take it off and, with one last look at it, she went to Gaolang, placing it preciously into his palm. "I swear on this little thing that I will win. For you. For all of us. I have begun my life thanks to the Kengan Association. I owe it, and everyone here, my well-being and happiness. I, Hasashi Kisara, the Queen of the Kengan Matches, swear to win my match against that Purgatory fuckass." she clenched her other fist and smirked in victory. "FUCK YEAHHHH, THAT'S THE SPIRIT, BABE! GO FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP!" Raian's obnoxious cheer made her laugh, and with one last stretch of her limbs, she stepped towards the ring. "Hasashi Kisara." she stopped in her tracks abruptly. "The mask." that cheeky voice of his... Jerk. Still, although she didn't answer, Kisara put the mask on and stepped in the arena.

"AND HERE COMES THE QUEEN OF THE KENGAN MATCHES! THE SECOND FIGHTER FOR THE KENGAN ASSOCIATION IS THE KITSUNE!" Sayaka's voice called out. "IT'S THE KITSUNE FOR THE KENGAN ASSOCIATION VS. THE OGRE, FOR THE PURGATORY!!! ROUND TWO OF THE COMPETITION IS UNDERWAY!!!

A guy that seemed to be shorter than Wakatsuki's height came forward. He was also very well build, and he had bandaged around his wrists and forearms. He wore a shirt and shorts. After fighting with Wakatsuki and Agito, this guy didn't seem all that scary at all anymore, although - He grinned wickedly at her, almost looking like Raian - And he stuck his tongue out, revealing what looked like a white tattoo of a centipede. Kisara gasped. "Worm!" she instinctively stepped backwards. The man laughed ominously, getting in a wrestler-like stance. "Imma wring your neck, Princess! I can't decide whether I should fuck you, then kill you, or reverse!"  She gagged in disgust. "I'm married, fuck off." she sneered at him. "FIIIIIGHT!" Alisa's yell echoed throughout the place. 

Kisara kept into a high guard and as soon as the Ogre approached, she swiped at the ground, mimicking the way Agito scared off Hatsumi in the very beginning. The guy's going to think she was specialised in kicks, to get the maximum range, due to her small frame. As soon as he threw the first punch at her face, Kisara easily side-stepped and gripping his wrist, threw him to the edge of the arena, sliding over the ground, yet not quite there yet. "What is it, fuck-ass? Doesn't look that great when your weakling rules work against you, huh? Purgatory must be filled with weak cowards like you who need rules like Down or Ring-Out to get any win!" Kisara taunted him, earning a battle roar from her enemy. In the stands, her friend had mixed reactions to her taunting. Gaolang was tightly holding the ring into his hand, knowing perfectly well how much it meant for her. In an instant, the Ogre came at her with a barrage of jabs which drove her backwards all the way to the edge - He went in for a palm-heel this time, to push her off, but as if she teleported, Kisara was behind him, aiming a hit - But the jerk had abruptly turned around and cut her abdomen slightly. "Just as I thought. Women really have sensitive skin." it was the same problem as with Cosmo and his need to wear shirts for his grappling. She couldn't understand what technique this guy was using, even though she was fast enough to dodge his hits, he still managed to cut her face, though when aiming for the shoulder, neck or chest, he didn't damage anything. Kisara found herself close to the edge once again. "You're just a small bitch who thinks she can fight, but all you do is run around!" he didn't get that talking shit would get him to the ground, as Kisara leaned back and cleaved at his leg, and when he lost balance, she jumped on his thigh - Wakatsuki remembered the follow up, but this time, it was different. Kisara used his shoulders to get herself above him, and with one hand deep in his hair, she dragged him down, followed by a kick to his nose. "DOWN!! LET THE COUNT DOWN BEGIN!" her friends were cheering for her loudly. "Pathetic bitches like you need this countdown to take a break, otherwise, you'd just die. Loser." Kisara stepped away from him. Alisa counter to 5 before the Ogre got up. "I'll burn you alive." Kisara grinned behind her mask. "HOW DID YOU DO THAT, BITCH?!" Misasa was humming in amusement from the stands - The girl knew as well as him how to take advantage of weak spots and well-timed hits. Kano taught her well. "HOW MUCH ARE YOU GONNA PISS ME OFF TODAY, HUH?! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TRY TO FUCK ME OFF?!" he went in a low stance and went at the speed of light, hoping to grab at her shins - But Kisara grabbed him by the face and delivered a powerful knee. He was blown backwards, so Kisara went in for a flash of jabs like Gaolang taught her, aiming all vitals. The Thai smiled from the stands, silently cheering for her. She ended her combo by landing a punch to his temple and a chop to his wind pipe. 

The Ogre was writhing on the ground, and Alisa called for another Count Down. "IS THAT ALL THE PURGATORY CAN DO?! IS THAT ALL?! NO WONDER YOU NEED SO MANY THINGS TO HELP YOU OUT WITH YOUR MATCHES, YOU'RE ALL SHIT AT THIS! IF YOU CAN'T EVEN WIN BY A KNOCKOUT, HOW ABOUT YOU GET A NEW JOB AND LET THE PROS FIGHT PROPERLY! THIS ISN'T A PUBLIC MATCH, THIS IS THE UNDERGROUND!"  "She's having too much fun." Takeshi was the first to point out, worried for the girl, but Ohma was quick to reassure him. "She's taunting her opponent into making mistakes. Don't forget who you fought against, Wakatsuki. She's even better than before." he was enjoying the fight very much. "Miss Kisara is strong. She proved that to me with that hand-shake alone. She'll be fine." Nitoku spoke, watching the fight intently.

The Ogre was up once again, and he rushed at the girl, balancing on his toes to do some kind of spin, continued by a kick, which Kisara easily parried and used his ankle to thumble him to the ground - But he was able to do a handstand and got in a grapple-stance - The Kitsune was easily able to chop to get out of his range and immobilised his arm in a tight-lock. Nitoku's eyes widened - Pure Systema move at its finest, just as she said before - But the Kengan fighters all let out collective gasps and called out her name as soon as, with sheer strength, Kisara's body was raised, and the opponent produced a knife from his shirt, stabbing her abdomen and letting her fall on her feet, delivered a blow to her face. Her head ended up handing from the edge of the arena, mask broken around the ring, and she was panting from the shock and pain. Alisa declared the fight to end, but the fallen one yelled. "NO! DON'T END IT!" she coughed painfully, rolling to her knees, and lethargically getting up. "I don't care about this stupid match and your stupid rules. I want to win. If Purgatory people need to resort to weapon to win in a fight, FINE BY ME! The match will continue!" Alisa watched, freaked out, as the woman used her forearm to wipe away the blood from her face. "Ehh~? The little whore's still up for playing? How cute!" the Ogre laughed. "We're fighting to the death." Kisara declared, adrenaline going so far through her veins that she forgot all about pain. Her rage was the sole thing going through her body. She lunged at the man's arm, and just like before, got him in a lock, but instead of attempting to break his arm, she broke his elbow by bringing it on her knee, which allowed her to snatch the knife away and throw it our of the arena. "You're a fucking shame to every fighter in the world! You fucking Worm!" with a grin on her face, Kisara got in a Formless stance.

"Whoa, no way, that's your stance Kano!" Naoya gasped in shock - Seeing someone other than Agito doing that was almost weird. She was the first to rush in and feint a low grapple, only to follow up by throwing herself at his feet to make him stumble and get behind him - He was unsure on his feet as he turned around to grab her, but she allowed herself to fall backwards and propped her body on her hands, kicking her heel at his chin, driving him backwards - But she jumped back to her feet and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards her and performing a Dragon shot. He gasped blood, his body frozen as he was sent flying to the other end of the arena once more. Kisara wanted to make him suffer as much as possible. Agito told her all about these Worm fuckers and all the horrors they did - More, the fact that she found out about their involvement in the whole mess Ohma was pushed into... In her mind, it was the Worms who killed him.

This time, it took 8 counts for the Ogre to get up - He rushed with a punch to her face, which she evaded, using an elbow to his chest, and engaged in a rain of jabs and kicks with her opponent, who mirrored her every move. "Do you know who my master was, little bitch? It was Tokita Niko himself!" he got a palm heel to his chin - But as he reeled back, he was somehow able to fall on his feet, going limp to disperse the damage, following a rush and a heavy punch that Kisara had to block by using the Indestructible on her arm. Ohma wanted to feel proud, but hearing that name again didn't sit right with him. "I'll show you what real power is!" he tried to use the same damning technique to her diaphragm, but she was able to kick him to the face - Yet she got her foot swept and fell to the ground. The enemy tried to do a WWE type of elbow-fall to her, so she rolled quickly and rushed at him, getting his arm on a hold and grappled to the ground for power, only to get overpowered and Kisara was lifted, despite the tight hold she was keeping on his joints, and was thrown to the ground, trying to block repetitive kicks to her body after being stomped on where she got stabbed. "YOU BETTER THANK ME! YOU'LL GET KILLED BY THE ULTIMATE POWER OF THE WORM! THE PERFECTED POWER OF TOKITA NIKO!" but he couldn't get through with more than that more kick alone, as she continued blocking with the indestructible. If Agito couldn't break her, neither can this fuckass. "You're too loud." Kisara grumbled, using the opponent's ankle to swipe her body around and roll away, and she delivered an uppercut to his chin that she continued with a kick to the groin, and using his thigh to jump up once again, she hit him hard in the head with her elbows, slamming his face into the ground, before kicking his side, plummeting him to the other side of the arena. Her war cry, along with the blood falling to the ground showed the end of the match was near - Either she defeated him, or she would fall from the blood loss.  "FUCKING WHORE, I'LL KILL YOU AND EVERYONE YOU LOVE! I'LL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU EVER HELD DEAR IN YOUR LIFE!" he rushed in with another punch, but she she easily used the Hatsumi trick to evade and deliver a punch to his face. "YOU FUCKING KILLED MY HUSBAND, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" no one heard such anguish, except for Agito. Finally, Kisara was beginning to spill her emotions into the match. "YOU FUCKING KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED TOKITA OHMA! I'LL FUCKING RIP YOU APART, YOU FUCKASS!" she was clutching her stabbed side, watching the guy get up. He looked weird, changed, almost monstrous. It looked an awful lot like the Removal, but also, not quite what Raian had. It was dubious.  "BEWARE THE ULTIMATE POWER OF THE GUIHUN! I'LL BURY YOU ALIVE!" Kisara found herself being sent rolling to the ground, all the way across the ground. Panting and coughing, and her hair no longer tied, but all over her face. She looked up, a hand brushing the red curtain off - And saw how close to the edge she was. Shit, even the indestructible isn't strong enough for this thing.

Kisara listened to the countdown - She needed a break, her whole body was killing her. Fuck this guy.  7... 8... 9.... The Kitsune was back on her feet and ran around the fucker to avoid the edge and evaded all his punches until he attempted a chop - She grabbed his hand and applied the right pressure to get him kneeling, so she could deliver Hatsumi's triple cloud strike technique. But he merely laughed. "You think that tickle can defeat me?! HA! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" he tried to stomp her down - The ground almost felt that it shook - He tried another punch, and another, but they were so powerful that they became aimless, so they were easy to dodge. In a final attempt to do something with his raw strength, the Ogre grabbed the woman by her middle and squeezed as hard as she could.  "KISARA!!!" she could hear some people screamed her name, thinking she would get squished to death. The blood was pouring out faster than before from all that pressure, but Naoya and Gaolang saw her face. Despite the blood, that animalistic grin that matched Kano's was painted on, and they almost shuddered. "It's over." Agito, too, smirked in pride.  "You taught her well, Kano. Thanks." Ohma watched as she delivered Kano's most powerful technique, which in turn, became her trump card as well. Most effective at point-blank range, she properly delivered the Dragon shot to his jaw. "MY NAME IS TOKITA KISARA!!!" she watched as the man's eyes rolled in his skull. "AND!!!" with her last strength, she kicked him out of the arena also.  "AND THE MATCH HAS BEEN CALLED!!!" Alisa roared, and Kisara's picture on the screen remained lit, having WINNER underneath, whilst the Ogre's had LOSE underneath, and was lights out. "I'M THE QUEEN OF THE KENGAN MATCHEEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" her friends chuckled in relief, as her shriek resounded so loudly that she put Saw Paing to shame. Her friends cheering for her victory was even louder.

On stumbling feet, she dragged herself to snatch the knife and went to the Ogre's body. "Someone go get her quickly." Agito commanded, realising her intent.  "THIS IS A DECLARATION OF WAR -- TO ALL OF YOU, FUCKING WORMS! AND YOU, PURGATORY, CAN'T FAIL ME AFTER WINNING!" Kisara coughed out some blood. "I WILL SKIN ALL OF YOU WORMS ALIVE! IT'S THE END OF YOU!" before anyone could reach her, Kisara had already cut off his tongue and slashed his belly open, as if it was seppuku - She was back on her feet, holding the tongue with the white centipede tattoo on it. "All of you will end like this." she laughed, watching as one of the fighters... Or was it a sub? Or a friend of theirs? Ran over, and he was crying. "You -- You monster! How dare you do that! HOW DARE YOU?! You make a mockery out of our home, the Purgatory, and now -- Now you kill us?! I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT IS LIKE TO GET KILLED!" the man got in a fighting stance and rushed at her blindly, but she easily used a redirection kata move and made him stumble to the ground behind her. Maybe he wasn't really a fighter, that was too bratty. She saw some of her friends prancing to her side, looking all tough and menacing, while she looked like a real hot mess. From the other side, the Purgatory fighters came over, but not to start a fight, but get that person leave already. The guy tried to pounce on her from behind, but before he could, Ohma punched him away. Kisara grinned weakly - She knew he would do that.  The man who looked like the leader of the Purgatory fighters grabbed their friend up by the shirt and dragged him away. Another apologised. "The woman literally got stabbed by that idiot, and still won her fight - What more do you want? He was the idiot who got himself killed, don't blame her. He had it coming." one of them scolded that friend. "Sorry, you guys, we don't know where he came from. He wasn't chosen for the lineup so he's bitter. And that was his friend, or whatever. We'll take care of him." as her friends grunted and glared at them until they left, Kisara threw a peace sign and stumbled forth, fighting to keep herself up. "Great. I need a shower. Toodles, bitches." she chuckled weakly, waving them off. "Good luck. I'll come and watch the next match. Better be good." 

Though Wakatsuki wanted to go get her to the infirmary himself, Ohma stopped him. He knew she needed to go through this alone - Or, rather said, he already had his own plan that will involve making up with her, but also making sure she doesn't die before she gets to the infirmary. After that reckless declaration of war, anything could happen to her. Worms with the white tattoo were dangerous. Agito threw Kisara's bag at him, and Gaolang gave him the necklace - And he walked towards the infirmary, making sure she wasn't being attacked. Only Carlos was in the infirmary, and although Kisara wanted to shit on him for being such a shit-winner, he was graceful, so she lost all resolve.

Hanafuse came over to her, ready to clean the wound and stitch it up - But she stopped him. Instead, she had him bandage her wound, saying she will stitch the injury herself after getting a shower - The blond simply huffed in amusement and gave her the tools she needed. A doctor is a doctor to the end, even if they also fight. The priority of those doesn't matter.

Finally, the woman was able to make her way to the showers, and though it was even more painful to strip, the adrenaline no longer overpowering the agony surging through her veins, she barged into a stall and let the warm water fall down her aching body. She hissed, punching on the wall, barely keeping herself standing. Her legs were shaking, and she was struggling to breathe. She didn't hear the door opening, nor the resounding steps, until the stall door swung open, and she heard a chuckle. "And I thought I was the stubborn one."  "My resolve was to ignore you, but I'm too weak to follow through to the end." her fists unclenched, and her fingers were dragging down the wall, her forehead glued to its coldness. "I can't... Stand up..." she muttered. Ohma looked down at the way her whole body was trembling, struggling to keep itself straight, and he took off his clothes, stepping into the shower and holding her body. He hoped he'd see her again under different circumstances - Though, at least, he was holding a winner in his arms, and she had every reason to be the cocky princess that she was in the arena. "I never did reciprocate, every time that you washed my hair for me." his wet hand caressed her face, and with droopy eyes, she leaned into his touch, a weak, content smile on her face. "I never did allow you." she chuckled at him. "I hate you." she declared, feeling a tear blend down with the water falling down from the shower. "I hate you so much. You have no idea how much I hate you for making me go through the hell of losing you. If I had any power in my body, I would rip every piece of your body, and stitch you back, just to skin you alive." her voice had broken. "But fuck - You have no idea how much I missed you." Ohma left her crying, and found her, crying again. "I'm the worst husband in the world, aren't I?" he cradled her face into his large hands, leaning down to kiss her busted lips. "I didn't realise how good it felt to kiss a bust lip. No wonder you liked kissing me so much." she laughed softly, only to cringe and twist in pain. "Don't make me laugh, it hurts." she let out a guttural groan. "But you can continue kissing me... And more, when we go back home." "I have almost three years of making up to you, but this time, I'm not going anywhere." he then smirked down at her. "Tokita Kisara, huh?" "You did propose to me, remember?" he nodded, propping her up and helping her properly clean up. "When I was dying, I hoped you'd find someone to fall for. When I woke up and went to live with the Kure family, I wished that you wouldn't. When the time was right, I hoped to date you again. Properly, this time, unlike when I was that meat head with no memories." once again, she had to stop herself from chuckling.  "Selfish bastard." she muttered faintly. "I tried to get over you, you know. I tried. Desperately, even." she admitted.  "Kano?" she nodded. "He's a good man. When I spotted you together, so close, I thought you were dating him. You looked happy with him." she nodded once again. "I am happy with him. He was the only one I had. We got each other through all our problems. Maybe... Eventually... Years from now, if you hadn't come back, I would have dared. But three years wasn't nowhere close to enough." Kisara felt herself being kissed once again. "Forgive me. I was afraid the Worms will come after you, that's why I kept it a secret. Raian wanted to tell you, but we all agreed to keep everything under wraps until we could strike. With everything going on, we had to act." Ohma put his forehead to hers. "Forgive me, Kisara." "I forgave you the second I saw you." she admitted, hearing a soft, amused exhale.

After she was able to get herself cleaned, Ohma helped her dry up and dress in the turtleneck and jeans she was dressed in the beginning. Keeping the blouse up, he watched as she shakily stitched herself up, wincing and gritting her teeth in pain, and in the end, he helped in tightly wrap it around her abdomen. He helped her stand up, then knelt to zip her boots up - But he didn't raise. Instead, he took the necklace from his pocket and unchained the ring. Ohma gingerly held her hand, and grinned up at her. "Properly, this time. Hasashi Kisara, will you marry me?" "It's Tokita Kisara, silly. For three years now." she grinned, watching him slip the ring on her finger, and more, when he embraced her and brought her into a deep kiss.  "And now, it's the Queen of the Kengan Matches."

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The Judgment Tournaments - Supernatural Fighting Competition

inspiration: the Kengan Annihilation Tournament

Once Tyler hit a steady point with Lion's Den, he wanted to do more. After the events of Adam Carmichael and seeing how many supernatural creatures were banding together for a greater cause; Tyler decided to start working on a special project that involved putting supernatural creatures to the test. And that test is The Judgment Tournaments.

The judgment Tournaments hold a total of 50+ fighters all represented by companies across the world, it's a way for CEOs to place bets, obtain a higher status, and network. However, Tyler could not do this alone. With the help of demigod, Ja'von Obi Thompson, best friend of Victoria Atlas and Son of Ogun, God of War for African Culture; Tyler and Ja'von were able to get the tournament off the ground.

In order to participate in The Judgment Tournaments, fights must go through a series of fights against hunters, if they can overcome veteran hunters then they can go against other supernatural creatures. CEOs must provide a manager, a fighting coach based on their fighting style, and a doctor for when they are injured.

The Judgment Tournaments takes place in the mountains of Washington State and is hidden by magic courtesy of Victoria since she is always in attendance. The matches last as long as the creatures are willing to fight. However, there are two rules, no deaths, and no weapons.

[deathwarlock]

pleeeeeeaaase read kengan asura please

<3<3<3<3

https://www.mangahere.cc/manga/kengan_asura/

It is my favorite manga of all time and has an amazing cast and phenomenal art

[thedoodwithamic]

The Hardest I Cried While Reading Manga

Sekibayashi Jun vs Takeru Kyozan I'm on my re-reading Kengan phase of the year and holy crap does this fight still give me goosebumps. Seki was a man motivated by sheer freaking willpower - that made him stand out from everyone else in the Annihilation Tournament. He relied on Pro-Wrestling - he withstood every blow and won with a powerbomb. He powered through because he believed in pro-wrestling. What a fucking man. I will never get tired of Kengan's Dad Friend fighter - I will never get tired of one who believes.

[kenganparadise]

I gathered these faceclaim icons of Erioh’s wife! The characters from these icons are Oyuki Kajima from the manga series named Lady Snowblood, and Gi-Gan from a series called Akatsuki no Yona! The characters in these icons really match with how I imagined what she looked like and what her character was like. I imagine that she was a blunt, stern person with a tough, cunning personality, but she had a loving and caring side for her family and friends. 
I have a headcanon that in her youth, Erioh’s wife worked as an assassin and she first met her husband during a mission. Both of them were tasked with killing the same target, but Erioh’s wife assassinated the target first. When Erioh witnessed the assassination of the target, he fell in love with her after he sensed that she was a strong person, so he approached her and then he told her that he wanted her to be his wife and bear their children. Erioh’s wife was shocked at first, but when she processed what Erioh said to her, she responded bluntly that she wanted him and her to get to know each other before they get married. Erioh respected her wishes while he was eager to get to know her. When they started to get to know each other, Erioh’s wife learned that he had a caring and loving side. She knew that he was not good at expressing his affection with words, but he showed how deeply he cared about her and loved her through action. She also visited the Kengan Annihilation Tournament to watch Erioh’s matches to support him. Whenever his matches ended or came back from assassination missions, she constantly treated his wounds while she lectured him to be more careful. Erioh brushed off her lectures or tried to reassure her that a powerful person like him wouldn’t fall down so easily, but her caring actions touched his heart, and his love for her grew bigger. Eventually, they got married, and they ended up having more than 20 children. The Kure Clan was relieved, amazed, and held/still carries a great respect for her since she dealt with Erioh’s feral side for years (it was no easy feat) until he mellowed out. To this day, Erioh and his family praises her by saying that she was the greatest, toughest woman who tamed the Mighty Demon (Erioh). Her and Erioh’s story is the biggest reason why the Kure Clan hope that the same thing would happen to Raian. From: Fluffy dream anon I’m so in love with her she’s so beautiful!

[distressxox]

since it was like a week ago but OMG ACTIVE KENGAN BLOG..i legit just got back into the fandom because i was here when it hit it's peak😭 i miss that sm ngl

BUT..can i request Kanoh Agito and characters of your choice with a reader that's around the same size and them and is of equal powerlevel/skill level..

also sidenote because i had a dream about this but how do you think characters would feel if reader that was somewhat like fang (multiple wins) didn't have a style/techniques and just..makes moves up?? LIKE IT WOULD BE SO FUNNY BECAUSE YOUR SO STRONG?? JUST FOR THEM TO FIND OUT YOU DONT EVEN HAVE A..AN ANYTHING

Omg ofcourse Anon, thank you for being my first request! Ah yes, the great Kengan boom of 2020. I'm not gonna do as many characters this time around. Anyways, let's get started!

Headcanons: Kengan Men with an 'Experienced' Fighter S/O

Kanoh Agito

• When the two of you weren't together, he felt a little threatened by you. Not afraid, but threatened. There was only so many people who made he feel that way since he was still high and mighty.

• At first when he saw you fight, he thought they were some sort of forbidden moves or secret techniques.

• After later investigation, he finds out from the other fighters that you have no background in any martial arts. It's just sheer luck, strength, and wit that you have by your side.

• Can such a person exist? You had racked up so many wins just by doing that?

• Things happened, and now the two of you are dating.

• Is still confused by the whole 'winging it' thing that you do when you fight. You're very unpredictable afterall

• Doesn't feel threatened anymore by your prowess. But would rather not spar with you, only analyze.

• Being his size means you have an advantage at A LOT of things when it comes to fighting. You've gotten an earful from Kanoh that you shouldn't take what you have for granted.

• But it's the best when he's there for you after fights or seeing him in a crowd.

Ohma Tokita

• "Hahh? You think you're all that, huh"

• You have more wins than him because he was still wasn't in any Kengan matches at the time.

• Needs to see it to believe it.

• Completely shocks him when you wipe the floor with your opponent doing nothing but fancy kicks and brute strength.

• He challenges you to a fight because that can't be all, can it?

• It can

• He couldn't see any patterns in your movement, redirect your flow of energy. Nothing. He almost uses advance, you break it up before it gets any further since you didn't want to hurt him

• You bond over sparring together. Surprisingly you two make a good match.

• Ohma and you start dating before the Kengan Annihilation tournament. You happily announce that you'll be taking part in it alongside him.

• He trusts your skills, but still doesn't want to see you get hurt.

• He's glad that he's not up against you in the tournament. He also doesn't wanna hurt you, duh.

• If people insult you or your fighting 'style' when he's near, there will be blood.

Raian Kure

• Insults your fighting style despite never seeing it for himself.

• Calls you "Just a brute with no skills, how pathetic!"

• Boy is he wrong. Once you two fight, everything catches him off guard. Just as he's turned on removal, you accidentally knock him out when your leg goes to far from a kick, kneeing him on the side of his head

• "Oopsie"

• After, an unlikely friendship forms. Which soon turns into romance.

• Always has to flex that he's won several more fights than you. But then you bring up how you beat him and he gets flustered.

• Has tried many times to replicate or copy your 'style' but it's too inconsistent besides a few moves you do regularly.

• Supportive as he can be. When he's not assassinating people, he watches your fights or spends time with you.

• "That's my (Reader) assholes! Watch and learn!"

Gaolang Wongsawat

• Didn't figure out you were a fighter until after you started dating.

• Highly critical of how you fight. Even after he started to date you he wasnt 100% supportive of it. Let's say he was 95%

• You always know how to prove him wrong though.

• Tries to teach you boxing, which goes pretty well and you end up adding some to your moveset. Though, you'll still be unpredictable in the end.

• He's well aware that you and him are pretty evenly matched when it comes to power and skill. Though he always considers you lucky that your current skillset has brought you this far.

• Is proud that you've won a lot of fights. Is not ashamed to call you his.

• Gets a little freaked out while seeing you fight sometimes.

• "Did they just...yeah they did"

• Is a worry wart.

• "You sure you're okay?" "Your knuckles are bruised, do you need some ice?" "You need to rest, lay back down"

[maochira]

So yknow how Ohma is kinda like a son to Yamashita and vise verse? Could you write some head canons (gender neutral) about this teenager (16/17) who kinda sees Ohma like their big brother? Once they first met never leaving him alone, pestering him and stuff? Reader is also a fighter (more on a lower level than everybody else) and likes to joke and taunt others sometimes, please?

I love all the works you do, especially the bllk coach dad stuff <3

Thank you so so much!!!

Tags: gn!reader, reader is Kazuo's youngest kid, reader is still in high school

Growing up you had a pretty good relationship with both of your older brothers. But when they became teenagers you drifted apart. A lot. Especially with Kenzo

You also fought a lot with Yasuo until at one point, he said he hated you. He didn't truly mean it and only said it in anger, but it still ended up being your breaking point. After that you stopped talking to him entirely

When Kazuo became Ohma's manager, at first he tried to keep the entire Kengan thing hidden from you. You're his only child that actually still talks to him and he didn't want to get you into any danger

He ended up telling you the truth after you met Ohma for the first time. Because there's no way he could keep this a secret any longer now that you've met Ohma

Especially because you were so amazed after finding out Ohma's a fighter and you started asking him all sorts of questions

Ohma was confused at first, but since Kazuo had already told him quite a bit about you, he quickly started feeling protective of you

As soon as you found out about the upcoming Kengan Annihilation Tournament you began to beg your father to let you come along. He was very strictly against it because you still had to go to school, and it could be very dangerous

But Ohma thought it'd be a good experience to take you along. He ended up convincing your father with the promise that he'll protect you and help you improve your fighting skills

Kazuo reluctantly agreed. He kept telling himself at least he (and Ohma) can keep an eye on you instead of leaving you alone at home

You basically never leave Ohma's side. The way you talk to him reminds Kazuo of the way you used to talk to your brothers and he always gets a little emotional

You also look up to Ohma and admire him a lot. He'd be weirded out by pretty much anyone else if they admired him the way you do

Ohma never knew what it's like to have siblings, so he has no idea why he feels so protective of you

At some point Kaede made a joke about you and Ohma acting like siblings and Ohma was like huh. That must be it

He started referring to you as his little sibling after that

[popawritter12]

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐮 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: Kiryu Setsuna

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: Kengan Ashura

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞: Obsession since childhood, stalking and religion

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: I'm pretty 'inspired' today, so let's see what comes of this.

〜(^∇^〜）〜(^∇^〜）〜(^∇^〜）〜(^∇^〜）

Sweet,

This is how he described how it felt to simply be by your side, something he never thought he would feel in his entire life.

Something he resented just thinking about having, something so soft and beautiful that he had never felt in his miserable, horrendous life.

It wasn't like other things, it wasn't like being with his first love, it wasn't like chasing Ohma, it was... different.

But what made it different? At first, Kiryu didn't know, he didn't understand why he wanted to be so close to you, but he felt...warm.

It was not like not feeling anything, it was not the same as when he became the boyfriend of someone who gave him and fulfilled each and every one of his whims without hesitation, satisfying even his deep desire to take revenge on his father. he.

Nor was it when he met Ohma, who chased him like a baby cow chasing his mother that had no love for him.

No, it is not similar to the feeling of appreciation he had for his managers at the time of the annihilation tournament.

So, how can we define his appreciation for you?

Well, that's an easy one: confusing.

And more now.

---So... What's the plan with all this? ---You ask, looking out of the corner of your eye at the paper taped to the wall.

Matsuda Tomoko had been dragging you everywhere --- Including from your room to the forest outside the tournament area ---, like a child participating in the best treasure hunt of her life.

---You said you were looking for a boyfriend, right? --- Mentions the woman with short hair, a highlighting shine in her eyes.

---Uh... I guess ---You pant heavily, thinking about the stupid idea you were seeing plastered on wallpaper.

---So this was what you were looking for! You've been saying for a while that you were looking for something like this, right? ---Tomoko intoned, almost skipping around you.

She pointed her index finger at him, her lips curled into a proud smile, as she tilted her hips to one side of her.

---And good? What do you think about the idea?

You look at the paper, at the woman in the photo and the smile on her face; almost as if he was having the best photo ever of him. The pink and reddish colors made a striking color game along with the white letters, you couldn't identify the typography.

---It seems like complete bullshit to me.

Tomoko almost fell to the ground, and it seemed like you could hear a part of her heart break at the softness of your comment.

---But why?! That sounds like an excellent idea!

---To be honest, Tomoko, why would I want to go on a blind date?

---Oh, come on! Couldn't you even give it a chance?

---After the last time I did that? No.

---But..!

---No.

Before the exchange of words turned into an argument, a call interrupted everything.

That was Tomoko's superior.

---Tomoko! Where the fuck are you?!

Just hearing her scream, even though she wasn't on the speaker, made you realize the danger of the situation Tomoko was in.

The short-haired woman almost flinched from Soryuin's sudden scolding, not only because of her insult --- Something not so unusual for her ---, but because of the tone in which she spoke to her.

---S-Soryuin... I-Is something wrong? --- Tomoko questions, pressing her back against the wall, her knees bending and seeking stability.

---Yeah! I need you to come here right now!

---A-Now I'm coming, Soryuin... b-but, why are you so angry...?

She couldn't even finish that little question, which the other woman shouted; <<Come here right now, or I swear to God I will be the one to rip your head off>>

Those words were enough, and like a little boy scolded for having made a baton, he began to walk slowly to God knows where.

You remained static, the doubt about what had happened to the relaxed woman you considered almost like a sister passing through your mind again and again, besides, what kind of mistake could Tomoko have made to make it seem like she had been caught committing a tax fraud?

You shook your head, before looking back at the wallpaper.

<<Looking for a rental girlfriend for my idiot brother,

Any woman/man/human specimen consult this number: +## ########>>

A laugh escaped your lips, before you pulled out your phone. It had been a long time since you had been romantically interested, so why not give a blind date a try?

I guess, in the end, what Tomoko had proposed to you wasn't such a bad idea.

<<With Tomoko>>

The short-haired woman was aggressively grabbed by the neck, a terrifyingly strong glare from the long-haired blonde of hers clinging to her in such a way.

That would scare anyone.

---Why you did that?

The question alone generated as much fear in her as the feeling that she was going to receive such a scolding that she would seem like a mother challenging her son.

---Of all the things you could do with her, why that? Are you daring to challenge me?

Doubt, not just one, many doubts, the attitude of her superior was quite rooted in something that Tomoko did not know, was she in love with (Name)? Or worse yet, what if she actually hates her and doesn't want her anywhere near her?

No, she didn't agree. Soryuin always sought to have male partners, she never thought of a woman as anything other than a companion or enemy, or a stranger.

But (Name)? She never gave her special treatment, she always treated her almost as if she were her family ---something that, in fact, she did with several very trusted friends---, so what would have happened that led this woman to Being so paranoid about something like... seeing a sign?

---From now on, don't even think about staying close to (Name), understand? I don't care if it's even to talk about politics or something ---The blonde woman took another step, shortening the distance between them---, if you even look at her again, I swear I...

A sharp and extensive noise of a door opening invaded the place, cutting off the blonde woman's sentence. By the time Soryuin realizes this fact, it was almost too late to put the safety of his partner or her own first.

The man with long hair, delicate features and noticeably large circles under his eyes makes his appearance, his mere presence accompanied by his gaze that originally almost never shows any sign of emotion harmoniously adorns the barely lit room, after all, the beautiful beast was named after a reason.

--- Soryuin... --- Is the unique thing that came out of the man's lips.

His voice was hoarse and accented by a hatred that was slowly eating away at his mind, as was an intense sense of alertness on Tomoko's part, almost as if his survival instinct was screaming for her to run or Kiryu will try to kill her at that moment .

The beast was sharpening its fangs, and the two tamers shuddered at the thought of seeing the creature rise up to take control of everything.

Kiryu approached the two women, the blonde was trembling at the thought of having someone like him on the verge of a breakdown and a possible assassination attempt.

The hunched back and messy hair, along with quite... striking musculature, looked like a failed attempt at a human.

Human nature was funny when it came to creating someone like him.

---Tell me, Soryuin, why did Tomoko do...that? ---Kiryu asked, directing his gaze to the young woman.

--- It's not what you think, Kiryu, she just... --- The blonde woman hesitated, but her words stuck in her throat ---.., it won't happen again.

Kiryu tilted his head to the side, like a confused dog.

--- I didn't ask you if she wouldn't do it again --- The man responded, bringing his face closer to Soryuin's ---, I asked you why she did it.

---I-I don't know, she was just playing with (Name) and then she...

---Shut up.

Kiryu's voice was even deeper than now, you could tell that he was progressively more on the verge of exploding.

---If you can't give me answers, then the person in charge will ---Kiryu said, now advancing to where Tomoko was.

But, it was Soryuin who was in front of Tomoko, so... she took a few steps back, thus getting out of the way of the long-haired man.

And Tomoko saw her, she could see how she was trembling and even at the moment when she heard her stuttering she could get the idea of what was happening.

A deal that had never been revealed to the short-haired woman, which he never had any right to see.

--- Tell me, dear Tomoko --- Kiryu called, with the same tone that he had extended so much ---, is there something you have to explain to me?

She was perplexed, exactly a few days ago he had said that he had become attached to both of them, why now...?

---E-Eh...I-Is something going on with (Name) that I never found out about...? --- The young woman questioned, leaning her head to one side of her.

---What if something happens...? --- Kiryu repeated, slightly changing the gravity of her voice to a softer one.

Was she trying to smooth everything over so as not to attack...? Or maybe...she is acting?

A grip on the woman's neck prohibits any interruption of her words.

---Of course something happens ---His grip tightens, his fingers cling to her skin as his hand sticks to the skin of her throat ---, don't you know you can't tell him? to an angel who walks with a mortal?! That goes against the rules, it goes against EVERYTHING, who the hell do you think you are to try to change natural laws?!

Her brow furrowed, as her eyelids expanded. Her tone of voice became harsh, her movements now erratic and incorrect for someone who He considers himself a great professional fighter.

But, at the end of the day, was it really wrong to do something like that?

---Everything I have done for YEARS cannot go to waste because of your whim! --- He screamed somehow louder, and with the help of her arms, he pushed Tomoko against the concrete ---, She will not belong to any mortal! None of you puny mortal beings deserve to even LOOK AT HER!!

After all, many people considered that all religions should be respected, right?

---I'm sorry...

Tomoko's voice was soft, but rigid and barely audible, and while her hands moved in search of freedom from the person who was actively seeking to kill her.

---I-I'm really sorry...

Tomoko was no longer well, the air in her lungs and in her blood in general was leaving so fast that her voice was the announcement that she was approaching the drawer instead of going for the fruit.

Kiryu looked at the woman, a part of him wanted to give in and stop before committing another sin, she was still someone that he love after all.

And eventually, her grip softened, and after a few seconds of the short-haired woman regaining her oxygen, he let go of her, leaving her on the ground.

Kiryu stayed silent, before finally walking away from Tomoko, returning to the metal door.

The long-haired woman did not move: she was static, almost with her heart in her hand for everything she had just witnessed.

And it is then that, when the door was closed with fixed abruptness, Soryuin came to her senses; He moved quickly to where Tomoko was, grabbing her shoulders with uncontrolled force.

---Tomoko? Tomoko! Answer please!

The short-haired woman just looked at her, before trying to catch her breath again.

And, with one last thought, she finally passed out.

<<Is (Name)... an angel to him?>>

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And here this one shot ends.

Now I really liked how it turned out!

This version is better, or at least for me, that's why I like to think that you also liked the result <3

So well, until I can figure some things out, see you until the next one shot or story I update

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