Viper (Tokyo Rvengers Story)

2 The Beginning

July 7, 2005

A thunderous roar of about one hundred teenage boys can be heard from the middle of a park. Surrounded by crowded concrete stairs stood two, one frail and nervous, another beaming with confidence.

Not too far from the upcoming fight, sat a familiar short teen, dull green hair blowing softly in the wind. While he had been to every single fight, he never watched the participants, instead he would watch the crowd. He would watch how someone desperate for money would bet all they had on someone, or how some with no money at all would still bet only to slowly sneak away when they noticed their guy losing the fight. Yūki had come to these fights because he wanted to witness how everyone would react, as boring as it may seem, he had a reason.

Yūki has been working with Kisaki for a little over a year now and almost everything has gone according to plan. Right now though, Yūki is scouting out possible members that would help betray Toman. So far Kiyomasa and his small group of goons seem to be the best options, but he wasn't so sure yet.

Just when the fight was about to begin, someone from the crowd shouted. "Hold it!!" This had shocked and angered the crowd. Most of them wondering who this guy thought he was, interrupting a fight. However, there were five who were shocked for various different reasons. Four of which were his friends, each questioning if he had a death wish, and the last one was Yūki. Over the past year he had begun to understand how the blond crybaby acted, and this was very out of character for him.

Building up all of the confidence he could, Takemichi placed his hands behind his head and began walking down the stairs. "Well isn't it boring to have the same fight all the time? Wouldn't you rather see something more exciting?" This bold statement had confused everyone there, not knowing what he meant by 'more exciting'.

The statement managed to peak Kiyomasa's interest though. "Something more exciting?" He questioned, cigarette slightly bobbing in his mouth.

"For example..." Takemichi started thinking about his past, about how he kept running and apologizing. He, right then and there, made a vow to never run away, whether he be in the future or past. "King versus Slave."

Everyone in the audience seemed to think that Takemichi was joking, who would be dumb enough to fight a tank like Kiyomasa. Realizing that he wasn't going to back down, that he really meant what he was asking, Yūki instantly perked up.

"Kiyomasa-senpai," Smiling down, Takemichi challenges the still sitting teen. "Fight me one-on-one."

Takemichi had determined that with where he was at right now, he would get nowhere in his mission if he wanted to meet the top people in the Tokyo Manji Gang of the future. In order to do that, he had to stop being a slave to Kiyomasa, and he didn't care what he had to do for that to happen.

Everyone watched in anticipation as the two very different teens made their way towards the middle of the arena. Most still thought that Takemichi was joking, or that this was all just a ruse to save his friend from fighting.

Cigarette still in his mouth, Kiyomasa got ready to punch the much smaller teen. "You're gonna regret this." And with that he had punched Takemichi as hard as he could in the stomach.

With only one punch, Takemichi's confidence spiraled downward. He had finally realized just how much stronger Kiyomasa was, despite going against him multiple times. The strength between the two teens could be comparable to that of a small car and a bulldozer.

Seeing Takemichi get pummeled by Kiyomasa, the crowd went wild. All of them were either taunting the short blond, or were praising Kiyomasa for winning the one sided fight.