Subject: [RKFF] Ex's KoF : Rurouni Kenshin Style!!!! Round 1 Date: Sun, 23 Aug 1998 16:14:10 -0500 From: RobinKloster To: rkfanfics@makelist.com ex@anime-genesis.com Ok..as I've mentioned earlier, my sick mind went to overtime as I quickly wrote this fic up. Well it's not a feeling nor dark fic.......just something which I simple thought up after playing so much fighting games..... And thanks to those who helped with the names....arigatou...well here goes.......... As usual, C&C's are appreciated...and all characters are owned by Watsuki sensei...... King of Fighters : Rurouni Kenshin Style!!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Welcome, people of Tokyo. Welcome to the very first King of Fighters Tournament." a funny clothed man announced. Standing on a recently built stage, carrying a japanese fan, he walked around, his blushing face keep looking at the amused crowd. "This tournament will involve a a team of 3 or less. Each team will fight until the very end." he announced. "Each member will fight until defeated where then the second in the group will continue the fight. This will allow us to test not only skills but stamina as well." The crowd emitted an accepting cheer as they lifted their hands high up into the air. Every male and female had been preparing for this tournament ever since it was announced a month ago. Most didn't even successfully passed the early rounds while many gave up half way after seeing the proficiency of some. But nevertheless, such an event had caught the very attention of the people of Japan, attracting even visitors from Kyoto, Aizu and foreigners as well. "Let me have the honor of presenting you the few finalists who have made it so far." Quickly, he winked at another thin looking man. Slowly, the crowd disperses itself from the middle as the participants made their entry to the stage. As sighs and cheers were heard, the announcer quickly began the introduction. "Well first, here is the team from Kyoto itself, calling themselves the 'Oniwabanshu-ness', comprising of leader Misao, Okon and Omasu." Misao quickly flashed a victory sign as Okon and Omasu sent flying kisses to the hordes of young male fans who were already swooning themselves over their heroines. "And here is the youngest team in our roster. Calling themselves "Young Warriors", here is their leader, Soujiro, followed by Yahiko and finally Yutarou." A significant amount of young girls suddenly yelled at the top of their voice, as some hurled teddy bears and dolls. Soujiro could only managed an innocent smile as he quickly collected all the presents. Yutarou, being the gentleman he is, bowed politely, his action generating more extreme cheers. Yahiko stood silently. "Now here comes the 'Hero' team from Tokyo." Everyone just glared and stood speechless as they saw the members of this team walking cooly onto the stage. "Himura Kenshin and Sagara Sanosuke, one of the two members team to have made it all the way." The crowd went silent. Perhaps it was awe or admiration for such a team of small numbers to defeat others who have three. Sanosuke stood proudly as Kenshin as his usual self, closed his eyes and gave out his ever radiant warm smile. His fans who comprises of mostly another young bunch of girls and housewives, suddenly fought among themselves arguing who Kenshin was smiling at. However, their little argument went to an early stop as the announcer ,shivering, announced another 2 man team. Quickly, he got behind Kenshin and Sanosuke, his head popping out once a while to speak to the crowd. "This is the 'Devil' team. The man in bandages is Shishi-o Makoto, and the other is Yukishiro Enishi." with that, he quickly hid his fat head behind Kenshin's fragile body. Enishi and Shishi-o radiated such a dark aura that the crowd took a few step away from the stage as they glared at them. Suddenly, Enishi let out a loud growl, instantly causing some of the weak hearted to run all the way home. Shishi-o stood calmly, his hand holding on to his Mugen Jin, apparently barbecuing some meat with his hand. However, as suddenly as the scary aura arrives, it disappeared. Replaced by a sudden cool breeze, the crowd felt stoned. Most could not explain the feeling as they stood looking among themselves for an answer. Finally, they found their answer as 3 man, coolly presented themselves up on stage. "And I present to you, the 'The Cool' team......" Wearing a police uniform of dark color, he took out a cigaratte and proceeded to light it. Inhaling a large amount of tobacco smoke, he puffed it out to the awaiting crowd. "Saitoh Hajime..." The other member, just stood there calmly. His two fringe covering slightly his ever cold eyes. He took no notice of the crowd or anyone. He only knew he wanted to be the strongest. "Shinomori Aoshi..." Finally, a cape man hopped on the stage. Flinging his cape like a bird unfolding its wings, he flew up into the sky, momentarily blocking the sun. With a glitter in his teeth he landed gracefully, quickly folding back the winged cape masterfully. "Seijuuro Hiko." Girls and guys alike stood motionless at the mention of their names. None of them are pretty well known as they are mostly behind the scenes people. Yet their coolness apart have attracted particularly the largest amount of female fans. The police force tried to control the sudden behemoth rage from the girl crowd, their determination to talk and touch their idols driving their strength. Only with an injection of further police officers did the crowd was subjugated. But by then many of them have already fainted from over exertion. Suddenly, the guys started screaming all of a sudden. Many punched their clenched fists high up in the sky. Their eyes looked so savage as they tried dismembering whoever was blocking their sight. "And here, the 'Heroine' Team.........Kamiya Kaoru, Takani Megumi and........" The crowd went silent as a lone female presented herself. Still caped in her sweet purplish kimono, she bowed politely to the crowd, her eyes kept closed as usual. "Saitoh Tokio." "So far, Tokio san has not the chance to perform and so is Megumi san. Currently, Kaoru san has successfully defeated all her opponents single handedly." the announcer added. "Due to circumstances, we have to give the 2 member team a certain handicap as they will be facing one less contestant group. This is to ensure fairness in this well thought tournament." he added. Everyone agreed without second thoughts. Not because this two teams are the strongest, with Kenshin, Sanosuke, the other of Shishi-o and Enishi. But then, it'll be better off if either one of them get knocked out earlier. Saitoh looked at Hiko. Aoshi looked at Misao who was cheerfully drooling over his participation. Yutarou coolly looked at everyone, his brilliant young mind already sketching out the progress of this event. Yes, everything is within his grasp now, everything is as it was planned. So here stood all the participants, fighters in their own ways, contestants and villians. Fate has brought them together in this tournament, some perhaps for the prize money, some for revenge, some for pure fun while some just merely a testing ground for their skills. The face the sky, each of their face glimmering with hope and excitement, awaiting the gruelling competition. Each hoping they will the first to be called the King of Fighters. "And now, let us proudly present the first match of the first King of Fighters tournament!!!" The crowd's cheers went wild as bangs of drums were heard. Girlish cheers were flying freely offering encouragement and support to their idols. Fists were flying high up in the air as the guy contigent loudly encouraged their own idols as well. "The 'Heroine Team' against 'The Cool Team'!!!" Silence suddenly crept in the crowd. None of them had expected such a match up. A team of girls against one of the most powerful team in the whole of Japan. The guys dropped their jaws as their dreams of seeing their idols performing all the way to the final shattered by this news. However, the girls cheered even louder, knowingly their heroes will no doubt. Yutarou quickly took a short sneak peek at Misao, Okon and Omasu. He chuckled evilly. "Hehehe, an easy victory will be secured for my team." Yutarou thought. "Soujiro will easily despatches of the rest while I rest for the next fight." an evil grin appeared on his face as dreams of being famous and having the adoration of the many young girls. An evil chuckle came out from him, as Soujiro happily greeted Misao on the other side. Yahiko sat by himself, deep within his own thoughts. "Tsubame, I will win for you!!!" ____________________________________________________________ List Site: http://www.findmail.com/list/rkfanfics/ To unsubscribe, send to rkfanfics-unsubscribe@makelist.com FREE group e-mail lists at http://www.findmail.com