Fight Hina: A Street Fighter/Love Hina Crossover Fanfiction

Being a fan of both the anime and manga of Love Hina, I thought about splicing it with a videogame.

Of course, I went through several choices before settling on Street Fighter. I already have this posted on and the reviews I got are mostly positive.

The Plot: After being punched out of Hinata House, Keitaro Urashima lands on the grounds of a martial arts school which has yet to be opened. The dojo in question is co-owned by Ryu and his wife, Chun Li.

After Keitaro vents about his tenants (particulary Naru, Motoko and Kitsune), Ryu proposes to Keitaro an interesting offer: let him and Chun Li take over as interim landlords of Hinata House while Keitaro takes a much-needed two-month break.

Suffice to say, mayhem ensues when first Chun Li, then Ryu with his pupil (and Tokyo University student) Sakura arrive. Combine that with the fact that Ryu is the shihan of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu (a swordfighting style based on Ansatsuken), things are bound to get interesting in the two months.

Fight Hina - Prologue

Legal BS Disclaimer: All characters and locations of the Street Fighter series are the property of Capcom Entertaiment, while the characters and locations of Love Hina are the property of Ken Akamatsu. This is my first crossover with an anime and I was intrigued with the idea of mixing Street Fighter with Love Hina. Several characters from the SF roster are slightly OOC, so don’t flame me on that.

About Ryu’s swordfighting style: The idea came to me that aside from Ansatsuken, Ryu is also a shihan (master teacher) of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu, a swordfighting style which is a combination of elements from numerous fighting styles, such as Iaido and Battoujutsu. Like Motoko’s Shinmeiryu style, Ryu’s kendo style also uses ki attacks, albeit on a more destructive scale than Motoko’s, but up to part to Tsuruko.


Hinata House - Hinata City, Japan…10 years earlier

*The young boy watched as the three men - an older, balding man with a beard, a blond American and a Japanese man - bid their goodbyes to the owner of the Hinata House, Hina Urashima, and her daughter, Haruka. The two younger men were both in their teens, around his aunt Haruka’s age. The boy had grown especially attatched to the Japanese teen in the white gi and matching headband.

“Do you have to go?” the boy asked shyly.

The Japanese man crouched down. “I have to go. I have to train to become the strongest fighter in the world.” He noticed the frown on the boy’s face. “I’ll tell you what…let’s make a promise. If you ever get into trouble, or if you need help, you find me, okay?”

The boy nodded. “Okay.” He then raised his small hand. “Promise?”

The taller man clasped his hand into the boy’s. “I promise.” He then took his worn duffel bag and slung it over his shouder. “See you around, Keitaro.”*

On the other side of Kanagawa Prefecture, Present Day…

“Hello…hey, Sempai, I think he’s coming to.”

Keitaro Urashima found himself lying flat on his back. His jaw was sore, as well as the rest of him from landing who-knows-where. As his vision cleared, he saw that he was inside a massive training hall of some sort. There was a teenage girl around his age looking over him, waving her hand over his face, occasionally snapping her fingers.

“It’s a miracle that he didn’t die from taking such a fall,” another female voice said.

“I’ve seen him before,” a male voice said. “It was ten years ago. Ken, Master Gouken and I were guests at the Hinata House.”

Upon hearing those words, Keitaro was completely alert. He assumed a sitting position as the girl moved back. The training hall was huge, and he found the souce of the voices. One was male and Japanese while the other was female and Chinese. The Japanese man was muscular, wearing only a tattered white karate dogi. A red hakimachi was wrapped around his head, keeping the dark bangs out of his eyes. He was seated beside him, in the lotus position.

The Chinese woman was curvaceous, and dressed in a one-piece blue tracksuit with yellow trim. Her long hair was braided and bunned, secured with yellow ribbons. The teenage girl was simply dressed in a white V-necked shirt and a pare of track pants. A white hakimachi was wrapped around her head.

“How do you know about the Hinata House?” Keitaro asked. He looked at the man closely. “Wait a minute…do I know you some somewhere?”

“Last time we met, you were a little sprat,” the man replied. “You’ve grown, Keitaro.”

Keitaro blinked. “Ryu-sempai? Is it you?”

Ryu Hoshi nodded. “It’s me.” He gestured to the girl in the skirt. “You caused a scare in my apprentice when you landed in the courtyard of our school.”

“Hey!” the girl objected. “It’s not everyday that a guy comes crashing into the courtyard of the school.”

“Keitaro Urashima, my student in the martial arts and physical education major, Sakura Kasugano,” Ryu introduced. “Sakura, this is Keitaro Urashima.” He then gestured to the Chinese beauty beside him. “My wife and co-owner of this school, Chun Li Xiang. Sakura is a freshman at Tokyo University.”

Keitaro blinked. “Tokyo U? You got into Tokyo University? I’ve been trying for the past three years!”

Sakura shrugged. “Yeah. The entrance exams wasn’t that hard with Ryu and Chun Li tutoring me. You must be a ronin.”

Keitaro nodded. “I am.”

“So how’s Granny Hina?” Ryu asked. “Is she still running the hotel?”

“No. Granny is travelling the world. She’s turned the Hinata House into an all-girls dorm. I’m the landlord and owner.”

“Lucky you,” Ryu said. “The male landlord of an all girls-dormitory.”

“Like hell it is!” Keitaro snapped, getting to his feet. “Every day for the past year, I’ve worked my butt off to keep the dorm running and what thanks do I get? I get tested upon, used as a means to an end, punched and slashed to hell! It’s a miracle that I’m still alive!”

The Tokyo University aspirant was now trembling. “I’ve put up with their crap long enough! All I get is a Naru-punch and a Shinmeiryu ki attack for my troubles! I’VE HAD IT!”

Ryu and Chun Li were silent as they watched the male Urashima rant and rave. Sakura was apalled at the sight.

“This ends when I get back! I don’t give a damn about their personal lives! Those three are OUTTA HERE! THEY ARE EVICTED!”

Keitaro took a moment to catch his breath. Chun Li was speechless. After a tense minute, Ryu said, “Maybe we should talk about your little problem.”

Inside the kitchen, over a pot of tea, Keitaro opened himself up to the couple. He told them everything from his past failures on the Toudai exams, being used as a scapegoat and everything in between.

“I guess I really can’t blame you for how you feel,” Chun Li noted. “You’re the manager. Why didn’t you call the cops on them, or had them evicted a long time ago?”

“He sees the good in the bad,” Ryu explained. “Young Urashima has always sacrificed so much and asked for nothing in return.” He turned to Keitaro. “It looks like you’re reached the breaking point, Keitaro. You need a vacation.”

“But who am I going to get to look after the place?” Keitaro asked.

“I remember making a promise to a 10 year-old boy,” Ryu replied matter of factly. “I was eighteen at the time. That promise was that should you ever run into trouble, you find me and I’ll help you out in any way I can.”

“The idea sounds tempting,” Keitaro said. “But what do you know about management?”

“Look around you, Keitaro,” Chun Li butted in. “We both run a dojo together. We just haven’t opened it yet,” she added sheepishly.

Ryu was in deep thought. “You said Shinmeiryu? You know Tsuruko Aoyama, the Shinmeiryu shihan?”

“Former shihan,” Keitaro said. “She’s no longer the heir. Her sister, Motoko is. Tsuruko gave it up when she got married. You know the Aoyama family?”

Ryu nodded. “I do. I fought Tsuruko several years earlier.” He turned to Keitaro and grinned. “It was a draw. Aside from Ansatsuken, I am also the current shihan of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu.”

Keitaro blinked. “Ansatsuken Shinjutsu?”

“A style of Kendo that is the diametric opposite of the Shinmeiryu style. Shinmeiryu focues on ki attacks, while Shinjutsu focuses mostly on offensive techniques. One strike, one kill.” Ryu explained. “But like Motoko’s style, Shinjutsu also uses ki attacks. Look, you need some time to rethink things over. Let me and Chun Li deal with the girls.”

“Well, I got to warn you,” Keitaro rebutted. “The dorm is a circus.”

Ryu and Chun Li exchanged glances. “Trust us when we said that we’ve seen worse,” Chun Li replied, whinking about all of the fighters that Ryu, Chun Li and Sakura had faced over the years. “Comes with the territory. Do you got any files on the tenants, just so we know what we are dealing with?”

“I can tell you right off the bat,” Keitaro replied, taking a sip of his tea. “There are four girls living there. First up is Naru Narusegawa.”

“I’ve heard of her,” Sakura butted in. “She was number one on the mock exams last year.”

“And she is also a ronin,” Keitaro continued. “She is also very violent and Naru-punches me for the slightest offense, which is how I got here. Next up is Motoko Aoyama, the heiress to the Shinmeiryu School in Kyoto, having been granted her black belt at fifteen years old. She thinks all men are perverted and only wants to get into a woman’s pants. I’ve also been on the receiving end of her ki attacks. It’s a miracle I’m not dead yet. She is also scared of turtles.”

He took another sip of his tea. "Next, is Mitsune Konno, the fox of Hinata House. Everyone calls her Kitsune. She claims to be a freelance writer, but all I ever see her do is drink sake and bet on horse races. She also wiped out my life savings when her and Motoko were looking for me last year. She is conniving and I have to bribe her with sake or deduct from her rent of I want her to do something. The next-to-youngest is Shinobu Maehara, the dorm’s cook. I know she means well, but she is much too young for me.

“Then there is Kaolla Suu. She is a princess from the island of Molmol. She is hyperactive and likes to kick me in the head. She is also a geinus and uses me as a guniea pig to test her inventions on me. Why I’m not dead or missing something I’ll never know. The last two girls who hang around the place is Mutsumi Otohime and Sara MacDougal. Mutsumi loves watermelons and is very friendly. However, she is prone to fainting spells and anemia. Sara is the adopted daughter of Norimasu Seta, an archaelogist. She has a tendency of smashing clay pots over my head.”

“So that’s it?” Ryu asked.

Keitaro nodded. “That’s it.”

Ryu turned to Chun Li. “Well, Li. What do you say?”

Chun Li smiled evilly. “I’m game. But first, we got to make this official.” She turned to Keitaro. “Can you draw up a contract, Keitaro? The contract should be that you relinquish all responsibilities as manager for two months and hand them over to Ryu and me. That way, the girls don’t have a legal standing to try and get us removed. As for the kendo girl…” She turned to Ryu. “I’ll let you deal with her.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Keitaro asked. “She is extremely skilled with the sword.”

“As am I,” Ryu replied. “She may be the heiress of the Shinmei School, but she lacks experience. Her ego will be her downfall.”

Keitaro looked around. “Can I use the phone? I need to call my aunt.”

Hinata Tea Shop, later on…


“Hello, Hinata Tea Shop.”

“Kentaro, is my aunt there?”

“One moment,” the Sakata heir replied. “Haruka! Keitaro’s on the phone.”

Moments later, the owner, Haruka Urashima picked up the phone. “Keitaro?”

“Haruka, I’m taking some time off from being the landlord,” Keitaro said, getting straight to the point. “I really need this break.”

“You sound like you really need it,” Haruka replied in her usual deadpan voice.

“Either I do this or when I get back, I’m evicting Motoko, Naru and Kitsune and turn the dorm back into an inn.” The tone in Keitaro’s voice was dead serious this time.

“This is quite unexpected, Keitaro. Now we got to look for a temporary manager.”

“I found two. Remember Ryu Hoshi?”

“Ryu? Gouken’s student? He’s here in Hinata?”

“He has a dojo here with his wife. They’ve agreed to act as interim managers. I told them what to expect and they accepted.”

“How long will this break be?” Haruka asked.

“Two months. It’s either I take a leave of absence, or I evict those three when I come back, or I call Tsuruko and have her act as manager. Ryu’s wife will come to the tea shop first. Ryu and I will follow the following day.”

“So what does she look like, so I know?”

“Look for a Chinese woman with bunned hair,” Keitaro instructed. “Maybe some tough love from Ryu and Chun Li will make them appreciate me more and not treat me as a human doormat. They won’t push them around, I know.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Both Ryu and Chun Li are well-trained martial artists. Chun Li is a former Interpol officer who knows her way around the law, and Ryu is an expert in swordfighting. He even fought Tsuruko into a standoff years earlier. I’ve seen him use some of his Shunjutsu ki attacks earlier. They’re more destructive than Motoko’s.”

“So when can I expect the wife?”

“In a couple of hours,” Keitaro replied. “She’s packing as we speak. In the meantime, go and tell the girls that they will be expecting their new managers soon.”

“Will do.”

Interesting crossover. Wonder how poor Shinobu will do without Keitaro for 2 months.

Fight Hina - Chapter One

Chapter One: The New Manager, Part One

Hinata House

In the living room of the Hinata House, Haruka Urashima is holding a meeting with the tenants of the Hinata House. Eventhough her face was in her usual deadpan expression, complete with her cigarette sticking from her mouth, Haruka couldn’t help but to feel angry at the three that pushed her nephew to the breaking point.

“Keitaro has called to say that he’s taking some time off as manager,” Haruka announced. “He will be back here tomorrow.”

“What that perverted baka should do is just quit!” Naru butted in, her anger rising. “He disappears and suddenly decides to take some time off from running this place? He is the landlord, for crying out loud!”

“I agree with Narusegawa,” Motoko said coldly. “Time and time again he has proven to be unworthy and neglectful of his duties. He should just resign and we can ask Granny Hina to come back.”

Fortunately for the two girls, they didn’t notice Haruka’s hand balled into a fist as she lit her cigarette.

The other girls were worried about Keitaro, paticulary the blue-haired Shinobu Maehara. “I hope Sempai is okay,” she said. “He did look stressed out earlier today. I hope he feels better.”

“Ara, ara,” Mutsumi nods in agreement.

“Like anything can hurt that dork,” Sara snorted.

“So who’s going to come and take over while Keitaro’s away?” Kitsune asked.

“Keitaro had called in a favor to some family friends,” Haruka replied. “He will be arriving tomorrow.”

“It’s just like Urashima to call in another male,” Motoko seethed. “If he is just as perverted as Urashima is, I won’t hesitate to deliver justice on him.”

“Like I said, he will be arriving tomorrow,” Haruka insisted. “But his wife will be coming later on today. Keitaro and her husband will follow tomorrow. And for all of your sakes, I hope you show the both of them the respect and courtesy you don’t show to my nephew.”

The last sentence had a bit of hardness to it, showing that Haruka was getting annoyed with Naru and Motoko using Keitaro has a human punching bag. Both girls caught the tone and immediately shut up.

Haruka had intentionally left out that both the new co-managers were martial artists, as well as that Keitaro was originally going to evict most of the girls and turn the place back into an inn.

As the female Urashima turned and walked out of the dorm, Naru noticed the evil smile she had on her face.

‘Just what is that baka planning?’ she wondered.

Later on in the day, Haruka was back in her teashop. Business has slowed down, since it was late in the afternoon. Her mind was currently on the last conversation she had with Keitaro over the phone.

In an attempt to make the tenants appreciate him more, he called in Ryu and his wife, who ran a dojo on the other side of the prefecture. In Keitaro’s words, they will be wishing for him to come back as manager before the two months is out.

“Excuse me…Haruka Urashima?”

Haruka looked up. Standing before her, in casual clothes - a red-and-white Chinese-style top, denim pants and tennis shoes - was Chun Li. At her feet, was a sports bag. On her face, was a pair of reading glasses.

Haruka looked at the younger woman, giving her the once-over. “You’re Ryu’s wife?” she asked.

Chun Li extended her hand and Haruka shook it… “Chun Li Xiang. Keitaro’s told me a lot about you.”

Haruka motioned to an empty table. Chun Li took a seat as Haruka got out a pot of tea and two cups. After pouring out cups for herself and her guest, Haruka sat down across from the Chinese martial artist.

“So you’re Ryu’s wife,” Haruka said sizing the other woman up. “Never thought I’d hear him getting married and settling down. Last I heard, he was in Brazil training. So where exactly is my nephew?”

“At our dojo on the other side of Kanagawa,” Chun Li replied. “He will come with Ryu and his student tomorrow.”

“Keitaro has told you about the girls?”

Chun Li nodded. “He told me everything I needed to know about them, yes. I seen worse back in Interpol, so this shouldn’t faze me too much.”

Haruka asked Chun Li several more questions until it was time to go. The Japanese woman stood up. “Well…are you ready?” she asked.

Chun Li nodded. “Let’s go.”

Haruka led Chun Li up the massive flight of stairs that lead up to the dorm. Once they were inside the building, Haruka called the girls into the common area. They thought that Haruka was bluffing when she said that a woman was coming, expecting a man.

What they didn’t expect was a Chinese woman with a curvaceous frame that made Naru and Kitsune jealous standing before them.

“Girls, this is Chun Li Xiang, one of the two interim landlords that will be taking over for the next two months,” Haruka introduced.

Suu was the first to get over her shock, jumping on the couch, shouting, “New playmate! New playmate!”

Motoko, meanwhile, was watching the Chinese woman with a martial artist’s eye, sensing her ki levels. ‘Hmm…she may be a martial artist…interesting. I’ll have to look into this further.’

Naru blinked. “Two managers? Keitaro hired two managers?”

“Actually, I’m here in my husband’s place,” Chun Li replied perfectly in Japanese. “He will be here with Keitaro tomorrow.”

“I’m going to leave you all to get to know Chun Li better,” Haruka said, heading for the door. “I’ll see you guys later.”

After unpacking her clothes, the girls showed Chun Li around the building. Meanwhile, Motoko was slightly troubled. Chun Li had reminded her of Tsuruko, who was the original heir to the Shinmeiryu School before she relinquished her position in order to get married, leaving Motoko to inherit the dojo when she comes of age.

“Excuse me, I need to get started on dinner,” Shinobu said, leaving for the kitchen. Suu ran off to her room to work on one of her gadgets.

“She cooks?” Chun Li asked, an eyebrow raised.

“She is the resident chef here,” Kitsune explained. “Before her parents divorced, they ran a restaurant together. She learned to cook from them. That’s how she pays her rent here. She cooks and does laundry.”

“You got any family?” Naru asked.

Chun Li stiffened slightly. “My mother died when I was still a child. I was raised by my father. He was a police officer in Hong Kong.” Her expression darkened as she remember that fateful day when she received the news. “He died when I was fifteen. That was ten years ago.”

“I’m sorry,” Naru said, realizing that she had brought up a real sensitive subject up concerning the Chinese martial artist.

“So what do you do?” Motoko asked.

“I used to be a detective working for the I.C.P.O.,” Chun Li explained. “Now I’m going into business with my husband.”

“Doing what?” Kitsune asked.

“We’re opening a martial arts school on the other side of Kanagawa. Two martial arts disciplines under one roof. The school’s located near Red Sparrow Castle.”

“I knew it!” Motoko interrupted. “I knew by your ki that you are a fighter.”

“You’re right, Motoko. I pratice Chinese martial arts, but I use mostly Kempo and Wushu. My husband and his student pratice an ancient form of Karate. He also pratices a form of Shinjutsu based off his karate style. From what I’ve seen, it looks like a combination of Battojustu and Iaido.”

Chun Li remembered seeing Ryu out in the courtyard when she first came to Japan, praticing with his sword. He was full of surprises, she surmised. Aside from Ansatsuken, he was - he told her later on - that he was the master of Ansatsuken style of Shinjutsu. The sword he used was a Masamune (think Vergil’s Yamato sword Devil May Cry 3), a heirloom that was centuries old and was considered indestructable.

Chun Li watched in shock as Ryu used a destructive ki attack on a pratice dummy, reducing it to sawdust. She then remembered Ryu saying that his style of Shinjutsu was the diametric opposite of Motoko’s Shinmeiryu style, whereas the Shinmei focused on ki attacks, Ansatsuken Shinjutsu was mostly physical attacks. Ryu, however, had managed to find the balance for the two.

“I don’t see you as the person who would get…married,” Motoko said, pronouncing the last word with disgust. “You seem so independent. Men are vile, perverted beings who want only control and to violate a woman’s chasity.”

Chun Li turned to the female kendoist. “Motoko, not all men are perverted or trying to get into a girl’s pants. I’ve dealt with some of the most sadistic men on the planet and some are women as well. But there are men who are honorable and look out for those that can’t defend themselves.”

As Chun Li said this, her mind raced back to the aforementioned sadistic men. A claw-toting, snake-tattooed Spainard whose face was hidden behind a mask, but more importantly, the dreaded man in red with that insane grin.

“So it’s just the ones I know then?” Motoko replied, trying to make a point, but at the same time, not trying to piss Chun Li off. “From what I’ve seen, the only thing on a man’s mind is getting power and control over a woman. If not that, they are vile and perverted beings. Once I gain control of the Shinmeiryu Dojo, I will bring back the honor of the samurai. The Shinmeiryu School will once again be respected.”

“You mean feared,” Chun Li said. “There is a fine line between defending innocents and attacking innocents under false pretenses. When I was in Interpol, I had to walk that line everyday, and that included crossing paths with some of the world’s most evil men.”

“So why’d you quit Interpol?” Naru asked.

Chun Li scoffed. “Quit? Who said I quit? I resigned. Just like any other law enforcement enity, several of its members were corrupted. People that came into the organization with me had became puppets for criminals. I became disillusioned, so I left, promising myself that I would never be a puppet of someone else.” She looked at Motoko as she added, “Men and women alike can be bought if the price is right. But some people - like me - cannot be bought.”

Kitsune saw that this conversation was starting to get dangerous. Eventhough Motoko was a master in the martial arts, she wondered what chances she had against someone who was more experienced in the martial arts. She had seen her and Seta fight to a standoff, and she wasn’t interested in seeing Motoko get her ass kicked.

“You speak Japanese very well,” Kitsune noted.

“I used to spend summers up here when I was a kid,” Chun Li explained. “Japanese, English, Mandarin Chinese, and a little Korean. Same with my husband. His student can also speak English.”

“So what’s his name?” Naru asked.

“His name is Ryu,” Chun Li replied. “He, along with your landlord, will be arriving tomorrow.”

Chun Li then excused herself, leaving the girls to their own thoughts about their new female landlord.

Great stuff!

Can’t wait to read the next chapter. :tup:

Fight Hina - Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Why did Chun Li Fall in Love with Ryu

After dinner, in which Chun Li entertained her tenants about her life in Interpol she finished dinner and decided to take a bath.

Chun Li reclined on a large rock as she allowed the hot springs to work its magic on her. Her hair was done up in a pile above her head as her eyelglasses were nearby, resting on a folded washcloth.

She started to doze off when she heard the other girls’ voices come from the changing room. Minutes later, Naru, Kitsune, Motoko, Suu and Shinobu enter the hot springs. They saw that the Chinese woman was there and joined her into the tub. She wasn’t Keitaro, after all. On top of that, she wasn’t a lecherous male in Motoko’s eyes.

Naru noticed Chun Li’s eyeglasses resting nearby. “You got bad eyesight?”

“Something like that,” Chun Li replied mildly. “I can see fine, but whenever I try and read something, the words are blurred.”

“Me too,” Naru said as she sighed, allowing the waters to engulf her body.

“My Papa is also a martial artist,” Sara said with pride in her voice. “He also teaches archaelogy at Tokyo University.”

“Your father?” Chun Li’s brow wrinkled. “Your father is Professor Seta? I know him. Aside from martial arts, I sometimes teach a class on criminalogy there.”

Naru blinked. “YOU work at Tokyo U? I’m trying to go there…once I pass the entrance exam, that is.”

“As I’ve said, it’s part time. I teach a class there three times a month.” She allows herself a small grin. “Guess it pays to be ex-Interpol. Ryu, however is content with the school.”

“How did you two meet?” Shinobu asked.

“At a martial arts tournament, five years ago. I was with Interpol at the time and I was going after the tournament’s host, a man by the name of Bison.” Chun Li paused for a moment. “He killed my father.”

The gathered silence showed that she had their complete attention, so Chun Li continued with her story.

“In order to fight him, I had to go through the best fighters in the world…until there was one more left. I thought that he would fall like all the others. But I was wrong. Even going through a seven-foot kickboxer, he still defeated me and later on, went on to defeat Bison.” A sardonic grin crept across her face. “I should have been happy. Instead, I was mad at him for defeating Bison. Then a year later, he and his friend were in Hong Kong…”

*Chun Li had sent him a challenge through Ken, telling her rival to meet her in front of the abandoned mountian temple overlooking the city. When she arrived at the designated location, he was already there. And he was alone, still in his usual fighting attire, looking over the city of Hong Kong.

“I like the view here,” Ryu said as he turned around, facing his opponent. “Very serene and peaceful.” He tucked his thumbs into his belt. “But you didn’t come here to admire the scenery. You came for a fight, right?”

“Enough talk,” Chun Li spat out. “Get ready!”*

“I fought him again,” Chun Li continued. “And like before, I let my anger get the best of me.”



The impact of the massive ball of ki energy slammed into Chun Li sending her flying into the side of a tree, knocking the wind out of her.

“Why are you holding back?” Ryu asked.

Chun Li glared at him. “I’m NOT holding back! I’ll get you yet!”

Ryu shook his head. “You’re hurt, Inspector Xiang. This match is over.” After looking into her eyes, he asked her, “What have I done to you? Why are you so mad at me?”

Holding her side, Chun Li managed to get to her knees. “You…you took my chance of getting revenge for my father!”

Ryu frowned. “How did I do that?”


“Oh…I’m sorry for you loss,” Ryu said with geniune sympathy. “You may be good, but you weren’t ready to fight him.”


“How can you beat him when I alone am too much for you?” Ryu retorted. “He would have killed you and your father’s death would have gone unavenged.”

“SHUT UP!” Chun Li screamed as she lunged at Ryu, fist raised. Ryu calmly sidesteped the blow. He then parried several of her blows before tossing her to the ground.

Chun Li looked at him with nothing but hatred in her eyes. “I HATE YOU!”

Ryu looked at the woman and shook her head. “I pity you, Inspector Xiang. Hatred and pride can take you so far until it consumes you. Believe me, I know first hand at what it can do because it almost destroyed me.”

Chun Li’s next comment died on her tongue as she noted the sadness in his voice.

“As I’ve said, you’re not ready because you let your rage control you,” Ryu continued. “Let go of your hate, Inspector. Let go of your hate, your anger and your rage. Once those are gone, then you will be unstoppable.”

He walked past her. He then stopped and added, “Once you mastered yourself, come to Japan and find me at the Ansatsuken dojo outside of Tokyo. I will grant you your rematch.”

He then left, leaving Chun Li to weep bitterly.*

“As much as I hate to admit it,” Chun Li continued, “he was right. He was right about everything. So, I devoted myself to my training, and followed his advice. Then, about eight months later, I came here, to Japan to find him. He was where he said he was going to be at, the old Ansatsuken School.”

*Ansatsuken Dojo, Japan. Chun Li stood in front of her opponent. She was wearing her one-piece tracksuit, while her opponent was dressed in a grey-blue karate gi and his red headband. Watching from the sidelines, were the two grandmasters of Ansatsuken, Gouken and Gouki, Ryu’s friend, Ken Masters and Ryu’s student, Sakura Kasugano.

Chun Li had arrived during the birthday of Master Gouken. She had to wait until the following day in order to get her match.

The two fighters squared off, giving the other no quarter. Chun Li noticed that Ryu’s skills had increasingly improved, while Ryu noticed that Chun Li had taken his advice to heart, giving him a run for his money.

However, the outcome was something that neither person had expected.

A draw.

Chun Li had ended up dislocating Ryu’s shoulder, injuring her ankle in the process. Seeing that no one was good enough to continue, both Gouken and Gouki ended the match.*

“Turned out I cracked my ankle,” Chun Li explained. “To tell you the truth, I really didn’t care. I was so exhausted, I passed out. When I woke up the next day, Ryu was there.”

*Groaning to herself, Chun Li opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Ryu, seated in a chair, looking out the window. He then turned his attention back to her. “You’re finally awake. You slept like the dead,” he said with a lopsided grin.

Chun Li noticed that Ryu was in casual clothes: a black T-shirt and denim pants. His arm was in a sling. Chun Li realised that she was still dressed in her tracksuit, but saw that her bruises and ankle were properly dressed and tended to.

“How long was I out?” she asked, sitting up. She then noticed that her hair was undone.

“A day.” He smiles at her again, a complete contrast to the fighting machine that has bested her twice in combat. “I really should thank you, Inspector. It’s been a while since someone’s made me fight with my all.”

“Chun Li,” she replied. “My name is Chun Li.”

“Chun Li…” Ryu repeated. “‘Beautiful Spring.’ Nice name.” Off her surprised look, Ryu continued. “Yes, I speak Chinese. I also speak English, Korean, Brazilian Portuguese.” He motioned to her bandaged ankle. “You cracked your ankle in our last match. You need some time to heal.” He stood up. “Consider youself a guest of the Ansatsuken Dojo. If you need anything, feel free to ask.” He pointed to a pair of crutches nearby. “Those are for you, should you need to get around the place.”*

Chun Li reclined against the rock. “To tell you the truth, I really didn’t know why I decided to stay after my ankle healed,” she said, smiling. “There was something…different about him, aside the fact that he was Japanese. Falling for him was the last thing I had planned, but I did.”

Everyone was now interested in the story that Chun Li was telling her.

“We got married in a private ceremony in America,” Chun Li explained. “Afterwards, I settled my affairs in Hong Kong and moved here. I suggested to him that we should open a school for martial arts here and he agreed.”

Motoko couldn’t hear any more and quickly departed from the hotsprings.

“Sorry about Motoko,” Kitsune apologized. “Her sister had relinquished her position as shihan and left the school to her.”

Chun Li feigned surprise. “I didn’t know that,” she said. Having worked numerous undercover cases had allowed her to lie with a straight face. “It must be hard for her.”

‘I should get an award for this,’ Chun Li thought. ’ I could give Fei a run for his money with acting.’

“So how long are you going to be the manager?” Naru asked.

“Two months,” Chun Li replied, “but my husband is also coming and we will split the responsibilities of running the dorm. He is also good at construction repair. He’s taught me some of it, but he enjoys working with his hands.”

‘Just what we need,’ Naru thought darkly. ‘Another man inside the dorm.’

“As I’ve said,” Chun Li replied, “he will be here along with Keitaro tomorrow.” She stood up and stepped out of the hot springs, Kitsune eyeing Chun Li’s curves with a slightly envoius glare. Chun Li took her bathrobe and slipped it over her shoulders. Wrapping a towel around her head, she bid her tenants farewell and left the hotspring.

As soon as she left, Kitsune pounted. “No fair. Her chest is bigger than mine.”

Naru sighed. “I don’t know, Kitsune. There’s something about her that makes me…uneasy.”

In the coming days, Naru would find out that she was right.

Holy crap what a fun idea! I’ll give this a read later today. :tup:

Fight Hina - Chapter Three

Chapter Three: The New Manager, Part Two

Morning came over the sleepy resort town of Hinata City.

As always, Motoko Aoyama rose before everyone else. Stifling a yawn, she rose from her futon, and tiptoed over to her dresser. Pulling out a fresh hakama, her sword and a towel, she quietly exited the room, not waking up Suu, who continued to sleep.

After a quick bath in the hot springs (in which she took notice of the rocks becoming slimy, promising herself to thrash Keitaro once he returned), she got dressed, and headed for the roof. If was early in the morning in which she could train without distraction, and it was a while since she had went into her thousand-strike routine.

However, as she climbed the steps to the rooftop, she saw that someone was already there.

That person was Chun Li.

Dressed in a one-piece tracksuit (minus the vest), and a pair of tennis shoes, her hair done up in her usual braided and bunned style and secured with yellow ribbons, the Chinese martial artist was standing in the middle of the rooftop, going through a kata. Motoko stood transfixed, mesmerized by the gracefulness of the Chinese woman. Her moves were fliud and smooth, not rushing as Chun Li went through her Wushu routine, looking like a Chinese ballerina.

Finally, after completing her kata, her back to Motoko, Chun Li spoke.

“You’re drooling, Motoko,” she said before turning around.

Motoko stepped onto the roof. “That…was amazing. How long have you been training in martial arts?”

“Since I was four. I received my first black belt in Wushu when I was fifteen, and when I was eighteen, I got my black belt in Kenpo.” She shrugged her shoulders. “My husband was the one who got me to get up early every morning to train with him,” she said, smiling sheepishly. “As you can see, I am not a morning person. But I guess it kind of rubbed off on me.”

“Can I ask you something?” Motoko asked.


“Why did you get…married?” the Shinmeiryu heiress asked, still pronoucing the m-word with some difficulty.

“You have something against married women?” Chun Li asked, arms folded.

“No, no!” Motoko replied shaking her head. “You just…you just remind me of my older sister. She relinquished her position as the Shinmeiryu shihan to get married.” She turned her head to the side. “Men are nothing but perverted beings.”

Chun Li sighed. “Motoko, listen to me. I told you - all of you - last night that all men are not perverts,” she said, placing one hand on her shoulder. “You’re still young. When you grow older, you’ll see what I mean. In the meantime, today is a busy day for all of us. Your landlord will be arriving with my husband, and I need to run to the market once it opens.”

“When will Urashima and the other male arrive?” Motoko asked.

“In the afternoon.” Chun Li looked at Motoko intently. “Don’t be so quick to judge, Motoko. Try to get to know them first before you pass judgment on them. You show other people that you can’t trust them if you pass judgment on them too quickly.”

Chun Li left the rooftop. As the Chinese martial artist took her bath, the other Hinata House residents awoke to another day. Kitsune was lounging around on the couch, Naru went off to prep school and Shinobu, Suu and Sara hung around the house.

The day, so far was uneventful. But that was about to change within the next few hours, with the arrival of Ryu Hoshi.

It was past noon when Keitaro and the two martial artists arrived in Hinata City.

Keitaro led Ryu and Sakura to Haruka’s teashop. Business had slowed down somwehat, giving Haruka and Kentaro a break, but there were still scattered patrons inside the cafe. Mutsumi was out running an errand for Haruka.

Keitaro was dressed in his usual clothes, while Sakura was was dressed in a V-necked shirt and her fuku skirt. Ryu, however, was dressed in something more pratical: his white karate gi, with red headband, and a pair of leather sandals on his feet, having been in a match earlier with a local fighter. Ryu was carrying his usual white duffel bag in one hand, slung over his shoulder and a slender bundle in the other hand, wrapped in cloth. Sakura had an overnight bag and her knapsack with her books inside.

Keitaro saw his aunt behind the counter, wiping it down with a bored expression on her face.

“Hey!” Keitaro called out. “Aunt Haruka!”

In an instant, Haruka tossed the nearest object she could get her hands on, which was an empty sake bottle, at Keitaro without looking. Ryu, acting just as fast, caught the object before it connected to Keitaro’s face.

“It’s Haruka, Keitaro,” Haruka scolded. “We’ve been through this before.” She looked up and saw Ryu holding the bottle in his hand. She sized Ryu up. “I thought you were in Brazil training.”

Ryu placed the bottle onto an empty table. “I was, but that was a couple of years ago. You’re looking well, Haruka. I still see you’re still up to your bad habits,” he added, regarding the cigarette that she was currently smoking. He gestured to Sakura. “This is my apprentice in the martial arts, Sakura Kasugano. Sakura, Keitaro’s aunt, and owner of this cafe, Haruka Urashima.”

Haruka looked at Sakura, nodding in greeting. “Since when did you decided to take on students?”

“I’ve been training her for four years now,” Ryu replied. “She is already a shodan in both Ansatsuken and in Shinjutsu. Aside from being my pupil, she is also a freshman at Tokyo University.”

Haruka looked at Sakura. “So you’re Toudai, huh? Maybe you can give my nephew some pointers on how to pass the entrance exams.” She looked at Ryu. “So…are you ready for this?”

Ryu nodded. “As ready as I’ll ever be. I’ll be fine.” He grinned evilly at Haruka. “I can always evict them if they get too difficult.”

“I forgot about these stairs,” Ryu said as he, Keitaro and Sakura walked up the stairway that lead to Hinata House.

“Are we there yet?” Sakura whined.

“Almost, so quit whining,” Ryu replied.

The trio reached the summit. Sakura looked around the property, then at the massive structure that was Hinata House. “Wow. Nice place,” she said.

“It used to be an inn,” Keitaro explained. “My grandmother used to run it until she decided to travel and leave it to me.”

“This place…it hasn’t changed,” Ryu said, looking at it.

As they approached the front door, they heard voices from inside.

“I agree with you, Kitsune. Urashima has been completely careless this time. Eventhough I like the new manager, Urashima should still show some responsiblity for his actions.”

The door opened and out stepped Kitsune and Motoko. They saw their wayward manager, along with two strangers. Motoko, however, immediately recognized Ryu.

It was several months back, when Motoko had been on a training trip with her Kendo club in the mountains. Inside the training hall, was a man wearing a white karate gi, the sleeves tattered, as if they had been ripped off. Around his forehead was a crimson headband. He was kneeling, with his sheathed sword in his lap.

Motoko, being the Kendo club captain, attempted to eject the man from the hall. However, he had merely blocked her attack and knocked her out.

Since then, Motoko has been obsessing over the fact that a man not only had beaten her, but had knocked her out without even trying.

Now here he was once again.

And the look that she was giving Ryu was nothing short of bloody murder. Motoko went for her sword. “YOU!” She drew it and charged.

Sakura grabbed Keitaro and pulled him out of the way as Ryu calmly dropped his belongings and advanced on the charging swordswoman. As Motoko attacked, Ryu grabbed her wrist and flipped her to the ground, Motoko landing on her rear.

Inside, Chun Li had heard Motoko scream and had rushed outside, just in time to see Ryu counterattack Motoko. Kitsune, Shinobu, Suu and Sara approached from various sides, watching the battle take place.

In pain from landing on the stone walkway, Motoko jumped to her feet. Ryu was standing there, arms folded. “You again, Kendo girl?” he asked dryly, remembering their last encounter.

Motoko clambered to her feet. “It’s bad enough that we have to deal with a perverted weakling like Urashima…but YOU…have you any idea what you did to me?!” she half-screamed.

Ryu shrugged his shoulders. “You attacked me, so I knocked you out. So?”

“‘So?’ ‘SO?!’ I have became the laughing stock of the Kendo club!” Motoko ranted. “You sullied my honor! And now…you dare to show your face at our home! I will banish you from here if necessary!” Motoko charged again, sword held high.

“Motoko, stop!” Chun Li shouted.

Ryu stood his ground.

Motoko leapt into the air, preparing to unleash a Shinmeiryu ki attack on the male.


Ryu drew his hands back, summoning his own ki, then fired. A bright blue bolt of energy sailed at Motoko with devestating speed at the teenage kendoist. The ki blast caught Motoko in the chest, sending her flying back and her sword spinning into the air. Motoko landed on her back while Ryu casually caught her sword from the air and strolled over to her. Keitaro, in the meantime, had picked up his duffel bag and sword.

“Silly little Kendo girl who likes to think she is a samurai,” Ryu said before turning the blade downward and impaling the stone pathway, inches from Motoko’s left ear. “Honor is not in one’s weapon. Honor comes from the person themselves.”

He looked up. Chun Li, as well as the rest of the residents who were drawn to the scene by Motoko screaming were watching the one-sided impromptu match. All of the girls were shocked at the sight of Motoko on her back. Motoko glared back at Ryu, who looked down at her as if she wasn’t worth the effort.

Then Chun Li was standing over Motoko. “Well, Motoko, I see you met my husband.”

Motoko blinked. “Husband?”

She then turned to Ryu. “You finally showed up.” She then rushed him and embraced him. After a moment, she released him and turned to the shocked residents, who were at the moment, tending to Motoko. “Girls, this is my husband, Ryu Hoshi. We’re both acting as co-managers at Keitaro’s request.” She gestured to the girl who was standing beside Keitaro. “This is his student, Sakura Kasugano.”

Motoko abruptly stood up and forcibly shrugged off the girls’ attempts to help her. “I will not accept this!” she shouted before yanking her sword from the pathway and storming back into the house.

After Motoko slammed the door behind her, Kitsune spoke up. “Wait a sec…Keitaro hired you as well?”

“I did,” Keitaro replied, a smug grin on his face. “I’m taking a break. Ryu and Chun Li are the managers for the next two months. Let’s see you give them the respect that you, Narusegawa and Motoko don’t show me.”

Kitsune was taken aback at the sudden change in Keitaro’s attitude. Normally, he would be forgiving, but now, Kitsune realized that maybe she, Naru and Motoko had crossed the line.

Inside the landlord’s room, Ryu unpacked his clothes as Chun Li watched him. “So what was that all about?” Chun Li asked.

“Remember when I went on a training trip in the mountains a while back?” Ryu asked. When Chun Li nodded, Ryu continued. “I ran into the Kendo girl when I was up there. She tried to attacked me, so I knocked her out.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I thought she had forgotten. Looks like I was wrong.”


*Somewhere in the mountains, several months earlier. Inside a mountain dojo, Ryu was meditating in the lotus position, dressed in his usual karate uniform.

From the doorway, the gathered girls of the Girls’ Kendo Club looked at the Ansatsuken fighter, whispering and giggling amongst themselves.

"Who is he…He’s cute…“He must be a martial artist. Look at that sword he has with him…He must be a master kendoist.”

“What’s going on here?” Motoko demanded as she walked up to her teammates. “Why aren’t you inside the training hall?” she demanded. “This is supposed to be a training trip, not a vacation.”

“Sempai, there is a man inside the training hall,” one of the kendoists replied.

Motoko’s eyes narroed. “A male. Here?” She marched inside the training hall and stood before Ryu, who was still meditating. “You. Male! You are welcome here. Leave!”

Ryu ignored her.

Motoko drew out her bokken. “You dare ignore me? Either you leave willingly or I will force you out of here.”

At that moment, Ryu opened his eyes. “You can try,” he replied.

Motoko raised her bokken and brought it down, aiming for Ryu’s head. Ryu, still on his knees, quickly responded by grabbing his sword, still in its sheath and parried the blow. He then lashed out, catching Motoko full in the torso with the scabbard, knocking the air out of her lungs, causing her to double over. He then swung his sword upward, the sound of hardwood meeting a human jaw was loud in the empty training hall as the kendo club watched in disbelief as Motoko’s head snapped back as the blow sent her into the air.

She landed flat on her back, out like a light. The Kendo club was so silent that one could hear a needle drop. Ryu slowly got to his feet and looked at the downed Shinmeiryu kendoist. He bowed slightly, turned and exited the training hall without further incident as the Kendo club rushed around the fallen Motoko, trying to get her back to consciousness.*

End Flashback

Ryu shrugged his shoulders. “How was I supposed to know that her kendo club used that training hall as a dojo?”

He picked up the slender bundle and undid the string holding the cloth altogether. The cloth fell to the floor, revealing Ryu’s weapon: a Masamune sword; beautiful, yet deadly. The sword was given to him once he made shihan of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu. Ryu pulled the sword out of its scabbard. The blade itself was forged from a special type of metal that was only found in the Hokkaido region of Japan hundreds of years ago, giving it a light cobalt blue color.

The sword was a priceless heirloom within the Ansatsuken school, the blade itself considered to be indestructable. The sword was perfect in every way. On the scabbard, was the slogan Fuurinkazan carved into it in Japanese kanji. The term translated as ‘swift as the wind, silent as the forest, fierce as fire and immovable as a mountain.’ According to Gouken, the slogan was based on Sun Tzu’s Art of War, which dictates how one should conduct battle.

It was also how the praticioners of Ansatsuken and its kendo counterpart carried themselves in battle.

Ryu was trained in the art of swordsmanship by both Gouken and Gouki since he was six, now a master himself, with Gouken, who favoring the non-lethal verison of Shinjutsu, while Gouki used the style to its purest. Ryu, however, went down the middle path, using both variations of his masters’ styles and created his own style.

Ryu regarded his sword as he placed it onto the desk. Or at least started to when he hesitated.

Chun Li noticed this. “What is it?” she asked.

Ryu ignored her and turned to the closet. Walking past her, he opened the closet and found what he had sensed through his sword. Chun Li looked in from behind. “What’s this? A sword?” she reached out to it, but Ryu grabbed her wrist in a gently, yet firm grip.

“That’s no ordinary sword,” Ryu warned. “It’s the Hina Blade. That sword is posessed.” He released Chun Li’s grip on her hand. “Come here.”

Chun Li followed him back to his sword. Upon returning back to his side, Ryu handed her his sword. In an instant, Chun Li felt the blade’s power, as if it was vibrating.

Ryu answered her unspoken question. “My sword and the Hina Blade are opposites. From what Gouki has told me, my sword was forged inside a Shinto temple using an ancient technique that is now lost. So in a sense, it can sense anything with either cursed ki or something that is posessed.”

“Doesn’t Ansatsuken Shinjutsu uses cursed ki?” Chun Li asked.

Ryu shook his head. “No. My styles uses positive and negative ki energy. Gouken was proficient in the light side of Ansatsuken, while Gouki preferred the dark side. I trained under both masters, as you already know. I’ve managed to come to a middle ground with their techniques, something that both men had failed to do. You can say that I can take the Ansatsuken styles down a different path.”

He picked up a towel and some extra clothes. “I’ll be in the bath.”

Chun Li poked him in the ribs. “I’ll cook tonight. Good thing I went shopping earlier.”

Meanwhile, a furious Motoko was in her room. Kitsune was trying to calm her down.

“I remember seeing him in Nagoya,” the resident fox said. “Back when Keitaro and Naru failed the Toudai exams.”

“Damn you, Urashima!” Motoko snarled. “Now he is here again! Why?”

“Because no one else wanted the job,” Keitaro said from the doorway. The kendoist and the fox turned to face the vacationing manager, who had a cool look on his face.

“It was either have them back me up as temporary managers,” Keitaro said as he wiped his glasses on his shirt before placing them back on his face, “or I place a little phone call to your sister and have her take over while I’m gone.”

Motoko paled. She wasn’t scared of anything, but mention her elder sister and she immediately gets the shakes.

“I thought that maybe you three would have some managers who wouldn’t hesitate to throw you out on the streets,” Keitaro continued. “And Ryu’s sensei and my grandmother are longtime friends, so he took the job.” He looked at Motoko. “Looks like you met your match, Motoko. Good luck in trying to push him around,” he said, remembering seeing Ryu destroy two pratice dummies; one with his bare hands while the other with a Shinjutsu ki technique.

“He reminds me of Seta,” Kitsune said. “What fighting style he uses?”

“Ansatsuken,” Keitaro replied matter-of-factly, “and Ansatsuken Shinjutsu.”

Almost immediately, Motoko looked up. “Ansatsuken? A likely story, Urashima,” she said. “That style is just a rumor.”

“We’ll see won’t we?” Keitaro said as he left the room.

Naru, in the meantime, has returned to Hinata House. Upon entering the common room, she spied a short-haired girl around her age sitting on a couch, several books placed on the table. “Excuse me?”

Sakura looked up. “Oh. Hello. You’re a resident here?”

Naru nodded. “I am. Who are you?”

“Sakura Kasugano,” Sakura introduced herself. She looked at Naru. “Wait a sec…you were at the Toudai entrance exams a while back, weren’t you? Your name was…Narusegawa, right?”

“It’s Naru. What are you doing here? You come to rent a room?”

Sakura shook her head. “My sensei and his wife are acting as interim landlords for the month, and he asked me to tag along so he can continue training me.”

“Landlords?” Naru repeated. “So where’s that no-good baka at?”

“You mean Keitaro?” Sakura replied. “He’s talking with Chun Li in the dining room.”

Originally, Naru considered going in and confront Keitaro, but chose against it. It was then she looked down and noticed the textbooks that were scattered along the table. “Wait a minute…those are Tokyo U. books! You’re a student?”

Sakura nodded. “Yes I am. I’m a physical education major. What about you? You’re a Todai student too?”

Naru shook her head. “No. I’m a ronin. I missed it by ten points.”

“Tough break,” Sakura said before sitting back down. “I need to get back to work. Nice meeting you.”

“Same here.”

Naru left Sakura alone as she headed for her room. After picking up some articles of clothings and a bath towel, she went back downstairs and headed for the changing room.

Upon arriving at the doors, she saw the sign that was posted on the door. The sign was in both English and Japanese and read **BATH OCCUPIED - PLEASE DO NOT DISTURB. **Unforunately for her, she chose to ignore it.

After undressing and wrapping a towel around her body, she stepped into the hotsprings. What she saw was a naked man in the hotsptings. His back was to her as he grabbed a nearby towel and wrapped it around his waist.


Ryu spun around, just in time to see Naru lunge at him, the smaller woman delivering her infamous Naru-punch. Imagine Naru’s surprise when Ryu stopped the attack by catching it with his hand.

Naru, at that moment, realized several things. One: this guy wasn’t Keitaro. Two: he had stopped her punch. Three: he didn’t look very happy.

“Pervert?” Ryu repeated. “Since when did I do anything perverted?”

“You came in here to peek on me, pervert!” Naru screeched.

Ryu scoffed. “If anything, you came in here after I had put up the sign outside. If anything, you are the pervert here.”

By this time, Keitaro, Chun Li, Kitsune, Motoko, Shinobu and Suu had showed up and were watching this exchange.

“So you must be Naru Narusegawa. Keitaro has told me a lot about you. For all we know,” Ryu continued, knowing that sooner or later, Naru would make a huge mistake that he could take advantage on. “You’d probably like looking in on me.”

“SCREW YOU!” Naru screamed as she swung her other fist at Ryu.

Ryu smirked to himself as he casually sidestepped the blow and stuck his leg out, tripping Naru and sending her into the hotspring with a loud SPLASH.

He turned to Chun Li and the others. “All too easy,” he said as he exited the hotsprings through the changing room.

Kitsune, however, caught the smile that was Keitaro’s face as Chun Li walked over to the edge of the hotsprings and crouched over, just as Naru came back to the surface.

“Why did you try and punch out my husband?” Chun Li asked in a annoyed tone.

“He was in the hotsprings,” Naru feebly replied, flinching under Chun Li’s glare.

“And there was a sign placed outside the changing room,” Chun Li said, berating the drenched redhead. “Next time, you’d better heed the sign’s warning should you want to take a bath. If the sign is there, then use the bath on the third floor, understand?”

Naru nodded, backing away slightly.

“And you will apologize to Ryu when it is time for dinner. You need to grow up, Naru.” The way Chun Li said it was more than an order, rather than a request. With that said, Chun Li turned and left the hotspring.

“Who the hell was that guy?” Naru asked after she had gotten dressed. Both Kitsune and Motoko were in her room.

“The male is Chun Li’s husband,” Motoko replied, still upset over the fact that Ryu was staying with them for the next two months.

“What does Keitaro think he’d doing?” Naru half-shouted. “This is still a girls’ dormitory! What if he tries to take advantage of Shinobu or Suu?”

Kitsune shook her head. “He doesn’t look like the type. I’ve seen him before.”

Naru turned to her friend. “You have?”

Kitsune nodded. “It was back in Kyoto, after you and Keitaro failed the entrance exams. About the same time that Motoko had found Suu and Shinobu, I was watching him compete in a match. He was fighting this huge bald-headed kickboxer with an eyepatch over one eye and this big scar on his chest.” She turned to Motoko. “How did you know him?”

Motoko’s grip tightened on her sword. “I was on a training trip with my kendo club several months ago. He was there inside the dojo. I tried to eject him from the training hall, but he knocked me out cold. And today…when he showed up here with Urashima and his student, I tried to throw him out…and he knocked me down.”

“You DID attack him, Motoko,” Kitsune pointed out. “All he did was defend himself. And after what I saw back in Kyoto, he is very tough. I’d watch yourself if I were you, Motoko.”

Read it all except the most recent chapter. You won me over with Ryu and Chun-Li being married lol! Nice story man I really like Love Hina and SF of course so I was right home. Rep coming your way! :clap:

Fight Hina - Chapter Four

Chapter Four: Ground Rules

Shinobu announced that dinner was ready. Imagine everyone’s surprize that it was Chun Li who cooked, rather than Hinata House’s resident chef. Suu’s eyes were shining in delight at the Chinese dishes that were on the table. Once the girls and Chun Li were seated, Ryu made his appearance, dressed in fresh clothes, followed by Sakura and Keitaro. Ryu sat beside his wife, while Keitaro took a seat by Shinobu and Sakura sat by Suu.

Both Motoko and Naru were glaring at Keitaro, who paid them no attention as he ate his food. The tension between the two girls and their vacationing manger was very intense, and after seeing Ryu manhandle both Motoko and Naru without blinking forced the girls to hold their tongue, but the obvious violent thoughts that were going through their head about what to do with their manager were running rampant.

Their thoughts were interrupted when Chun Li cleared her throat, her gaze directed at Naru. “Don’t you have something to say to my husband?” she asked.

Naru glared back at Chun Li, then broke eye contact as she turned to Ryu. “I apologize for my actions in the hotsprings,” she said, although the way she said it made someone thing she had drunk acid.

“Let’s hope for your sake that it doesn’t happen again,” Ryu replied cooly.

Shinobu saw the anger in the girls’ faces and decided to make some conversation in an attempt to defuse the situation. She turned to Ryu, who was just finishing his thurd helping of food, his appetite rivaling that of Suu’s. “How do you know Sempai?” she asked.

Ryu turned to the young girl. “I’ve known Keitaro ever since this place used to be an inn, young Maehara. In fact, I stayed here one time with my friend and my master while on a training trip.”

“So what did you do before you married Chun Li?” Kitsune asked.

Ryu chose his words carefully. “I was pretty much a nomad, travelling the world, seeking out some of the world’s strongest fighters. At first, I was only fighting for no reason but to become the strongest. Now, I fight for another purpose.”

“And what purpose is that?” Motoko asked with contempt in her voice. She was seated next to him.

Ryu looked at Motoko. “Enlightment. Like I said, I was fighting so I cam become the strongest fighter i the world. After I came back to Japan from training in Brazil, I’ve decided that becoming the strongest fighter wasn’t enough. So I decided to seek enlightment by mastering myself. Sometimes, your greatest enemy can be the person that stares back at you in the mirror.”

Motoko scoffed. “Sounds pathetic if you ask me.”

“No,” Ryu rebuked, “pathetic is a wannabe kendoist who has a male-complex.”

“How dare you!” Motoko shouted. This was the second time Ryu has insulted her.

Ryu continued to turn the knife. “I’ve fought fighters your age who were trained assassins. You are not a threat.” He finished his food and stood up. “Excuse me.”

As he turned to leave, Motoko jumped from her seat. “You dare insult me, you vile male?” She pulled out her sword. “I don’t care if Urashima did hire you. You don’t belong here!”

With a yell, Motoko charged at Ryu, sword held high. As she brought it down onto him, Ryu quickly reacted. Sidestepping to avoid the blow, his hands shot out, grabbing her wrist and before Motoko knew it, she felt the cold blade of her own sword against her jugular.

Ryu had disarmed her and was now holding her own sword against her throat.

With the exception of Chun Li, Sakura and Keitaro, everyone was shocked. One moment, Motoko had her sword in her hand, the next, Ryu had disrmed her and was holding it against her neck.

Motoko gasped. ‘How…how did he do that?!’ she thought. ‘He’s as fast as Oneesan!’ One wrong move and her jugular would have been severed.

For the first time in her life, an emotion came over Motoko.

Complete fear. Not even Tsuruko was this bad.

Ryu was to the point. “Unless you challenge me to a fight,” he drawled, “don’t ever draw your sword at me. Were this a life-or-death battle with someone other than me, you wouldn’t last five minutes. I’m only going to say this once, Aoyama. If you EVER pull your sword on me and you didn’t challenge me beforehand, your insides will be on the outside. Are we clear?”

Motoko slowly nodded.

“Good,” Ryu said, seeing that his point was made. He then lowered her sword and in one smooth movement, tossed it at her, where it slid neatly inside her scabbard. He turned around and left.

Keitaro resumed eating his dinner as if the entire event didn’t happen. Sakura looked at Motoko. “That was a bad move, Motoko. You really shouldn’t have done that.”

Motoko wasn’t listening. Her knees buckled as she slumped forward. ‘That…that male has caught me off guard once again! What is he…he must be some kind of demon!’

Chun Li said nothing. After all, she knew first-hand what her husband was capable of. Naru was looking at a grinning Keitaro. He was pleased as to what he had seen so far. The grin soon vanished as he continued eating.

After dinner, the girls decided to take a bath while Ryu and Chun Li cleaned up the dishes. In the hotspring, Sakura was lounging on a rock, chatting with the Hinata House residents. Eventhough Naru disliked Ryu for embarassing her and Chun Li for forcing her to apologize, she had nothing against Sakura. After all, she was Toudai.

Sakura knew that she was an outsider in this close-knit group. The last thing she wanted was to become an outcast.

The conversation was civil enough, Sakura telling them about training under Ryu, her rivalries and finally, being accepted into Tokyo University after passing the entrance exams.

Motoko then spoke up. “He attacked me with a ki technique. How is that possible?”

“Ryu is the Ansatsuken shihan,” Sakura explained. “He been praticing martial arts ever since he was four. The ki attacks are nothing. He can break stone with his bare hands and feet, his kicks have the destructive force of a hurricane. I even saw him, his friend and Chun Li take apart a SUV with their bare hands.”

Before Naru could ask a question, there were the unmistakable sound of a battle, which were coming from the rooftop. “What the hell is that?” the redheaded ronin asked as everyone looked around in alarm.

Sakura, however, simply leaned back against her rock. “They’re at it again.”

Kitsune turned to Sakura. “This is normal for them?”

The Ansatsuken apprentice nodded. “That’s one of the reasons why their bond is so strong. They both love to fight.”

The Hinata House residents watched as the duel took place on the roof. It was a sword battle. Chun Li was armed with a Chinese straight sword, while Ryu was armed with his own sword. The girls quickly donned bathrobes and towels and watched the battle take place.

Chun Li was an expert in Chinese swordplay and it showed as she deftly parried her husband’s feints and thrusts. Ryu was indeed the shihan of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu. Motoko was watching the fight with interest. She knew that Chun Li was a master of the arts, but she was also watching Ryu.

‘I have seen this male before,’ she thought. ‘But I can’t remember…’ Motoko watched as Chun Li spun and when she came back facing Ryu, Motoko saw that Chun Li was holding TWO swords in her hands, forcing Ryu to step up his game. He suceeded in hacking one of the blades in two.

The dueling couple were now on the wire overhang, Motoko and the other girls were mesmerized at their amazing center of balance as they fought over the hotsprings.

Chun Li lunged in, unleashing a series of sword strikes, of which Ryu defended and parried against. The audience were even more amzed when Ryu performed a split, then flipped down to the hotsprings, with Chun Li somersaulting after them, the Hinata girls giving them a wide berth as they continued to fight.

Motoko, in the meantime, was watching Ryu fight. 'Urashima said that he was a master of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu. He is especially skilled with the blade. He remindes me of Oneesan."

The battle was growing in intensity as sparks began to kick off form the weapons. The girls were treated to a real show, a real display of sportsmanship and skill.

The match ended in a standoff, with their blades at each others’ throat. Chun Li smirked. “You didn’t touch me this time, Ryu.”

Ryu returned the smirk. “Are you sure about that?”

It was at that moment that Chun Li realized that Ryu had slashed the ribbons that were securing her hair. It had became unwound from the sides of her head, reducing her hair back into a pair of braids.

Motoko was impressed, eventhough Ryu was still a man.

The couple bowed to each other, then sheathed their swords. The girls then made a path for Ryu and Chun Li as they leave the hotsptings.

Minutes later, Ryu and Chun Li were taking their bath in the private bath on the third floor. With her hair tied up in a pile around her head, the Chinese martial artist rested against her husband’s chest, sighing contently as his arms were wrapped around her torso.

“You did call Haruka, right?” Chun Li asked.

Ryu kissed Chun Li on her shoulder. “I did. She’ll be expecting Kitsune tomorrow morning. You know the annex behind the main house?”

“What about it?”

“I talked with Keitaro on the way here,” Ryu said. “He wanted to see if he can get the curse lifted he he can turn it into a boys’ dorm. Akuma and Gouken know more about exorcising curses more than I do, so when they come up in a couple of weeks, I’ll talk to them about seeing if they can do something about the annex.”

“You know the others won’t like this,” Chun Li pointed out. “They sure as hell didn’t like it when you showed up.”

“I know,” Ryu replied. “I also noticed that Narusegawa didn’t like the fact that you forced her to apologize.” He didn’t see the smile that was forming on his wife’s face.

“Just wait,” she replied. “They haven’t seen nothing yet.”

The following morning, the Hinata House residents were told to meet in the common room following breakfast by Ryu and Chun Li for a meeting. After breakfast and helping Shinobu with the dishes, the girls found that their interim managers were waiting for them. Both were standing and Ryu was holding a book in his hand.

“I’m glad all of you have showed up for this meeting,” Chun Li said after the girls settle.

“What is this about?” Motoko asked.

“In order to keep Hinata House up and running,” Chun Li began, “everyone has to do their part.”

“Meaning what?” Naru asked.

“As of this moment, everyone has a set of chores to do,” Ryu announced.

The result was as expected. Almost immediately, Naru, Motoko and Kitsune voiced their disapproval, saying that it was the landlord’s duties to clean the dorm.

Ryu silenced them all by slamming the book onto the table. The title read HINATA HOUSE LEDGER.
“This is the dorm’s ledger,” Ryu explained. “Because of all of you, this place has significant damage to it, thanks to Narusegawa, Aoyama and even young Suu. Chun Li and I will work on the repairs, while the rest of you will keep this place clean.” He turned to Kitsune. “As for you, Konno, it says that you owe for back rent - six months worth. It also notes that you squandered Keitaro’s life savings on a trip to Nagoya.”

“Naru, your responsibilty will be the first floor,” Chun Li said. “Everything must be cleaned. Motoko, you have the second floor. And the third floor will be done by the both of you.” She then tossed Kitsune an apron. “As for you, Kitsune, you will be working at the tea house with Haruka,” she said. “You will work there until you pay what you owe to both the Hinata House and to Keitaro.”

“As for Kaolla and Sara,” Ryu continued, “the both of them will help Shinobu with maintaing the kitchen and laundry.” Ryu turned to Suu. “Suu as of this moment, no more inventions that go boom-boom. Two times a week, the hot springs will be cleaned by Narusegawa, Aoyama and Konno on a rotation.”

“That’s not fair!” Naru exclaimed. “What will Sakura be doing while we slave away?”

Ryu’s eyes narrowed at the redheaded ronin, causing her to flinch. “Unlike you, Narusegawa, she IS a Tokyo U student. But that doesn’t mean that she won’t lend a hand to the chores. She will help out with the chores, since she is also living here, if only temporary.” He then had a cool smile on his face. “If you don’t want to help with the chores, then we can switch, and you can work on the dorm repairs. If you refuse to do either…” He pointed to the front door. Almost immediately, the girls got the hint.

“Mutsumi is exempt since she helps Haruka at the tea shop,” Chun Li explained. She looked at Kitsune. “I think you better hurry, Kitsune. Haruka is already expecting you at the tea shop.”

Grumbling to herself, Kitusne took the apron and walked out the door, slamming it behind her.

At the tea shop, Kitusne stormed in. Mutsumi and Kentaro were already working, while Haruka was sitting behind the register. Keitaro was seated at the far end of the cafe, studying. “I don’t believe this!” Kitsune said as she sat down in a chair.

Haruka had a mild expresison on her face. “Ryu and Chun Li told you about our arrangement?” she asked. Off Kitsune’s look, Haruka replied, “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Kitsune saw Keitaro at the other end and marched over to him. “Aren’t you going to do something about this?!” she half-shouted. “Those two got Naru and Motoko working maintaining the dorm while I’m stuck here!”

Keitaro looked back at Kitsune with none of his usual fear. “You brought this on yourselves,” he said in a cold tone. “Now leave me alone. I have to study.”

Kitsune was about to yell out something else when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw that it was Haruka.

“Put that apron on and get to work,” she ordered.

Fight Hina - Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Several days had passed and the repairs to Hinata House started without any incident. After all, Naru, Motoko and Kitsune would not try and invoke the wrath of their new landlords, and decided to make the best of it.

Unfortunately, that was not the case.

The chores that Keitaro had done with experienced ease was hard on Naru, who had led a mostly sheltered life before moving to Hinata House. Motoko, however, her body toned from her kendo training, saw it only as a challenge.

At Haruka’s teashop, Kitsune was forbidden to drink while she was on the job. And knowing full well of Haruka’s wrath (which she unleashed upon Keitaro whenever he calls her aunt, or if Kentaro had slacked from his job), Kitsune was forced to sober up.

Suu, Shinobu and Sara had no problems with Ryu nor Chun Li. If anything, Shinobu was grateful for the extra help through Suu and Sara. Ryu and Chun Li had to only midly chastise Suu once concerning her mad experiments which put the dorm in danger, not mention her ‘greeting dropkicks,’ which also caused damage to the dorm. After that, Suu promised (in exchange for a crate of bananas from Brazil) not to cause any damage to the dorms while Ryu and Chun Li worked on the repairs.

Of course, to Naru, Motoko and Kitsune, it had appeared to them that the once easy-going dormitory had fallen under a virtual dictatorship, with Ryu and Chun Li having absolute authority.

Ryu and Chun Li worked out an effective system for the chores. Every other day, Naru and Motoko were to clean the dorms, while Kitsune worked nine-hour shifts at Haruka’s teashop Monday through Friday, and a five-hour shift on Saturdays. Ryu and Chun Li worked on the dorm repairs while Naru and Motoko were at school and Kitsune was at Haruka’s shop. Upon arriving at the dorm, they were to do their chores before anything else.

This was more than Naru, Motoko and Kitsune could stand. Kitsune, being the fox of Hinata House, decided to use her feminine wiles to try and convince Ryu into not letting her work for Haruka.

Kitusne found Ryu in his room. Chun Li was still in the baths. Wearing only a oversized dress shirt which was slightly opened, revealing her chest, and several choice pieces of lingerie underneath, Kitsune entered the landlord’s room.

Ryu was half-naked from the waist up, dressed in a pair of pajama pants. He turned around and found Kitsune inside. “What is it?” he asked.

Kitsune sauntered over to him. “Well, I wanted to talk to you about the…arrangement with Haruka,” she replied. “Chun Li won’t listen to reason, but you seem like a reasonable fellow…and buff too,” she added, trailing one fingernail across Ryu’s abs. “Why don’t you come to my room and we can discuss this over some sake, yes?”

She was surprised to see that unlike Keitaro, Ryu wasn’t the least bit affected by her advances. “I don’t think that you’re my type, Kitsune. And I am a very happily married man.”

Kitsune was even closer now. “What does your wife has that I don’t, huh?”

“One thing is that she is extremely jealous if she sees someone flirting with me,” Ryu replied, “and I am just about the same with her.”

“She doesn’t have to know what goes on between us,” Kitsune rasped.

“I think she does,” Ryu replied matter-of-factly. “She’s right behind you.”

Kitune’s eyes became completely open after that statement. Ryu slowly moved from Kitsune as the fox turned around and found herself looking a a very furious Chun Li. The Chinese woman, having completed her bath, was dressed in a yellow nightshirt, and had basically seen Kitsune’s attempt at seducing Ryu, and was currently cracking her knuckles, preparing to deal out some serious pain to the hussy.

“If you ever go near my husband,” Chun Li warned in a low voice, “I will kick your ass to high heaven and throw you out in the streets…and it won’t be in that order.”

“Sorry,” Kitsune squeaked out before running past Chun Li.

Ryu looked at the scene with an amused expression as Kitsune retreated to the safety of her room.

Meanwhile, Naru and Motoko were watching the scene from the former’s room. Pulling the wodden board back wide enough to see the exchange, they were shocked to see that aside the fact that Ryu wasn’t the least bit interested in Kitsune, but the fact that Chun Li had walked in and was pretty close to maiming the offending fox.

Naru, as quietly as she could, slid the board back over the hole. “So much for Kitsune,” she said. “What’s wrong, Motoko?”

“I could sense Chun Li’s ki,” Motoko replied. “It was filled with so much rage and anger.”

“What did you expect?” Naru shot back. “Kitsune did try and flirt with Ryu.”

Minutes later, Kitsune entered Naru’s room, having calmed down from her confrontation with the female landlord.

“I thought Chun Li was going to attack you,” Motoko said. “If she had done that, then you wouldn’t possibly survive.”

Kitsune huffed at that. “So Ryu has a jealous wife. On top of that, she knows her way around the law. What gets me is that Ryu didn’t react the way Keitaro does when I scam him. These two can be a problem, and I don’t know if I can handle working for Haruka any longer.”

“We need Keitaro back,” Naru said. “But how do we get him to come back?”

At that moment, Kitsune flashed a foxy grin. “I got an idea. I call this one Operation Strikeout.”

In order to get Keitaro back as manager, they planned to undermine Ryu and Chun Li’s authority. The three girls planned to go on strike.

The next morning, after breakfast, instead of doing their chores, Naru, Motoko and Kitsune, instead of going down to Haruka’s shop, they left the dorm, heading into Tokyo.

Chun Li appeared. “Where are you three going?” she asked. “All of you have work to do.”

Kitsune turned to face the interim manager. “We’ve decided that enough is enough. You worked us like slaves for the past three days and enough is enough. We want Keitaro back and we won’t do a lick of work unless you and Ryu resign and bring Keitaro back.” She gave the Chinese woman a cool grin. “We’ll see how far you can get, Miss Manager.”

With that, the three residents left, leaving a slightly fuming Chun Li behind. “What’s wrong?” Ryu asked as he appeared from the dining room.

Chun Li’s expression changed from anger to that of a smirk. “So that’s how they want to play, huh?” she said. She turned to Ryu. “Looks like the older girls don’t like how we run the dorm, so they went on strike. I got a plan for them.”

She walked over to the phone and dialed Haruka’s shop. After several moments, Chun Li told Ryu of her plan and Ryu had to agree.

It was evil and devious, even for Chun Li, but it had to be done.

It was nighttime when Motoko, Naru and Kitsune had returned from Tokyo. As they approached Hinata House, they felt that something was wrong. Upon entering the building, they found the common area empty.

It was when each of them returned to their rooms they found that their doors were barricaded with several wooden boards, barring them from entering their rooms. Almost immediately, the three girls searched for the managers. They were in the dining room, as if they were waiting for them.

“Why can’t we get into our rooms?” Naru demanded as the two older adults sipped their tea. “You have no right in doing that!”

Ryu gave them a small smile. “As a matter of fact, we both do, Narusegawa. You think that by pulling this little stunt makes you better than us? I don’t think so.”

“As a matter of fact,” Chun Li continued, “since you three feel as if you are an exception to the rules by not wanting to help out with maintaining Hinata House, then you don’t deserve to live here.”

“WHAT?!” the three girls screeched.

“As of this moment,” Ryu decreed, “the three of you are trespassing on private property. Until you come to your senses, you are banned from Hinata House.” He tossed them two camping backpacks. “Get out.”

“You’re bluffing,” Naru said. “You don’t have the courage to throw us out.”

She would find out just how wrong she was.

The door to Hinata House was abruptly slid open. First Motoko, then Kitsune who were held by their necks by Ryu, and last, Naru being manhandled by Chun Li, were tossed out of the house like yesterday’s garbage, the two camping backpacks were the last things to be tossed out before the shoji door slammed in their faces.

After a few moments, the realization had set in for the three girls. The unthinkable has happened. Aside from being thrown out, Kitsune’s plan had backfired in the most extreme way.

Unfortunately for Motoko, her sword was still inside. She considered going back for it, but after witnessing the combined strength of Ryu and Chun Li, that would be an unwise move. Even worse, for Kitsune, she couldn’t get to her sake stash.

Naru was livid. She charged for the front door, but Motoko and Kitsune held her back. “This is not a battle we cannot win, Naru,” Motoko said. She looked at the sky, where storm clouds were forming. “There is a storm coming. We need to get out of the opeb before the rain comes.”

The decided to head over to Haruka’s teashop. Maybe Haruka would allow them to stay with her until this whole thing blew over.

Unfortunately, they were wrong.

It was closing time when the girls attempted to enter Haruka’s teashop, but Haruka had stepped into their path, barring them from entering. “So what happened today, Kitsune?” she asked, glaring at the oldest girl. “Why didn’t you show up for work today?”

Kitsune backed away from Haruka’s glare.

“We need a place to stay,” Motoko said. “Ryu and Chun Li had forbid us to enter Hinata House.”

“Why?” Haruka asked.

Naru thought of lying to Haruka, but decided against it. “We went on strike in order to get Ryu and Chun Li to bring Keitaro back,” she confessed, “and they threw us out.”

“And what makes you think that I’m going to let you three in? You three made your bed. Now lie in it.” With that, Haruka slammed the door in their faces, effectively ending their conversation.

To make matters worse, it had already rained earlier, and as they walked along the sidewalk, a speeding truck sped by, splashing them with water as they passed a puddle, drenching them completely.

Somewhere in the back of Kitsune’s mind, she wondered if this was a bad idea in trying to test their managers.

The girls found themselves at the park where Keitaro had made his promise as a boy. Storm clouds were gathering and the wind was starting to pick up. Naru, Motoko and Kitsune hastily used the camping packs to build two tents. Unfortunately, one of the tents was done wrong, forcing the three to share a tent, which only had room for two.

Back in Hinata House, the storm was starting to pick up as Ryu, Chun Li, and the other Hinata residents, along with Keitaro sat down for dinner. Through Keitaro, who was present at Haruka’s cafe when his aunt refused the girls entry, told Mutsumi and the others about what had happened, which explained why Suu’s latest invention had done the work that Motoko and Naru was supposed to do.

“I hope they are all right,” Shinobu said as she set the last plate down and took her seat.

“As long as they follow the instructions on how to build a tent,” Ryu replied, “they will be fine.”

“You mean these instructions?” Chun Li asked innocently, holding two folded pamphlets in her hands. “I took them out after we bought those camping packs. I want those three to suffer for this offense. I want them to come crawling back here after this is through.”

“That’s mean!” Shinobu said, “but after how they treated Sempai after all he has done for us, they deserve it.”

The night in the park was hell for Naru, Motoko and Kitsune. Worse yet, the tent had torn open and the girls were drenched to the bone. Neither had no money, since they had spent it during their trip into Tokyo.

If Keitaro had seen the hell that Chun Li and Ryu had put them through, he would have most likely be grinning form ear to ear.

The old saying was indeed true: revenge is a dish best served cold.

And unknown to the girls, this was just merely the beginning.

The next day, Naru, Kitsune and Motoko, hungry and exhausted from their night out, their clothes muddy as well as their faces, dragged what was left of the camping bags up the stairway. Apparently, hunger, being cold and a severe lack of money had pushed them past the breaking point. Swallowing their pride, they decided to return to Hinata House to beg for forgiveness from their managers.

Upon reaching the summit, they found Haruka, Ryu and Chun Li waiting for them, since Haruka was visiting the dorm and Keitaro had phoned her when he saw the girls head for the stairway. Deep down, he was jumping for joy. He had did the right thing in hiring those two as the managers.

“Do you three have anything to say for yourselves?” Haruka asked in her monotone voice.

“We…we give up,” Naru mumbled. “Please…let us back in.”

“Do you three promise that you will follow the rules and perform your chores from now on?” Ryu asked, arms folded.

They all nodded.

“One more question, and we will let you go,” Chun Li said. “Whose idea was it to strike?”

The three adults knew that it was Kitsune’s idea, but decided to see if they were really sincere about them coming back to the dorm.

Kitsune limped forward. “It was me.”

“At least all that sake you drink didn’t affect your brain,” Haruka spat out.

“However, you three will be punished for this stunt,” Ryu said. “Narusegawa and Aoyama, since young Maehara, Suu and Sara have volunteered to complete your chores which you failed to do yesterday, your workload is doubled for one week.” He turned to Kitsune. “As for you, Konno, you are forbidden to consume alcohol on the property. You will also work a double-shift for one week at Haruka’s tea shop, and we have confiscated all of your sake bottles, including the ones hidden in your room. If we see you with any kind of liquor on the premesis, you will be evicted from this dorm and banned for life. Is that clear?”

Neither girl was in the mood to argue. It was either accept these terms or face permanent expulsion from the dorm. They nodded in the affirmative.

The three adults moved to the side. “Get yourselves cleaned up. You three have the day off to rest,” Chun Li said. “Because you’re going to need it tomorrow.”

Without a single word, Naru, Kitsune, and Motoko shambled inside. Eventhough they were happy that they were allowed back into the dorm, it was bittersweet, since the two landlords had clearly gained the upper hand on them.