Brute Force (Baki The Grappler x reader/story)

Chapter Twenty-Four: Commence!

{H/C means home country}     

Today was the day, Y/n took the time to take only a little bit the stuff she needed, like her phone and small essentials. Making her realize just how much she hasn't checked her phone. Rolling her eyes as they landed on a bunch of missed calls and unanswered text messages. Most of them from Katsumi, from the look of it, Y/n forgot to tell him that she was all the way in China. Her point being proven correct as she scrolled at the unread text, all asking her if she was free to come down to the dojo and  go down to the coffee shop to talk, one of them even saying that Doppo and Natsue are worried since she wasn't answering.       

She chuckled, smiling to herself, stepping out her small guest room into the balcony. Taking a selfie of herself out the balcony to the great view of the rising sun. Pressing send after taking a few tries at the right photo. Making sure to type context, "I'm visiting China with Retsu, sorry I didn't tell you, I'll probably be back soon." Even adding a shrugging emoji just for exaggeration. Y/n then pressed out the messages, checking for any other text, not surprised to find Natsue and Doppo having contacting her.

The door then opened, Retsu popping his head to looking at Y/n. "We are departing right now, are you ready?" Retsu said, opening the door wider to reveal himself. With Y/n taking a deep breath and nodded, following behind him.  ————————————————————       The ride to the arena was short, but long enough to where the sun had time to fully rise. The whole time, it was just full of Retsu asking Y/n if she was completely sure in participating. Her head rested on his shoulder. While she only replied with yes, teasing him for his concern.      

Now they stood in the booming arena. Full of spectators cheering and the loud speakers displaying the commentator that began with a small opening speech. All of which was surprising since there were still a lot of people outside.     

    "Ladies and gentlemen, after a hundred years, it's that time again! Twelve signs in the zodiac. Twelve months in a year. And here twelve warriors here to protect our motherland. With the ministry of martial arts having approved four more last minute guests. First we have, from America, Muhammad Alai Jr.! Then we have, from Japan, Yujiro Hanma! Also from Japan, Baki Hanma! Then lastly we have a female fighter, from H/C, Y/N L/N!" The commentator spoke enthusiastically. Clearly just excited as the spectators are.      

Shortly after, they announced the twelve kaiohs. Making Y/n silently clap when Retsu was announced. Smiling warmly as she noticed his stern face notice and try his best maintain it. At the same time, some people were setting up the match-ups. Placing the board up to allow people to see the designed matches. Although, she crossed her arms, her eyebrow raised, looking at the board, not seeing any other matches except for one against Kaioh Ryu and Yujiro.       

There was slight disappointment but assurance in the commentator's voice. Hoping to ease the crowds confusion, "So we can focus on the current fight and keep everyone honest, we will only be revealing matches one at a time." Which didn't exactly work, from the looks on the other fighters, Y/n could tell that they were just as displeased as the fans.    

     "Starting off, we have Kaioh Ryu versus Yujiro Hanma! May everyone excluding the fighters in this round to please leave the arena." The announcer added. In which Y/n looked around, watching as everyone except Kaioh Ryu and Yujiro begin to leave. Y/n looking back, noticing Baki still lingered in the arena. Which she stood to watch, hesitating to step in. But pulled back, walking behind the other fighters.     

Y/n continued walking, her back pressing against the wall of the curved hallway, slumping down, sitting down with her knees near her chest. With a small TV broadcasting the arena i in n front of her. Only showing Yujiro and Ryu in the middle. Y/n watched curiously, even though she knew what the outcome to the match already, she still wanted to know how Yujiro would handle the victory.

Of course Yujiro went all out. Using a move to show off his strength. Which was basically him digging his fingers into the skin of Kaioh's Ryu face and casually ripping it off. Tossing it into the crowd. Before walking off, some students helping Kaioh Ryu up. But she raised her eyebrows. Turning her gaze from the screen to find Biscuit Oliver stopping in his tracks. Her eyes narrowed, her guard rising as she hoped he would try something on her.

     "Ah! Y/n! It is very lovely to see you again. How have you been?" Oliver began, making Y/n raise an eyebrow. Gazing up and down at his body, examining him. Taking her attention away from the TV. "Oh, you must still be mad at me. I won't say I was in the right, I was quite ignorant and didn't realize how cocky I was becoming. You did put up a good fight. I just decided to have some fun." Oliver laughed. Making Y/n's expression soften. In which she got up from the seat on the ground. Wiping her clothes of the dirt that still clung to her. Soon walking beside Oliver.

Down the seemingly never ending hallway.
     "I didn't know you were competing in the tournament." Y/n began. Hoping to make small talk.
      "Same could be said for you. Although, I'm not exactly in the tournament, I am Kaioh Dorian's caretaker after his sudden regression. But some of the fighters I saw seem like men I would love to have the honor in fighting." Oliver explained, chuckling once more. The both of them stopping as they were met with someone blocking their way.

     It was Muhammad Ali Jr. training, getting ready for his round. Kozue lingering in the background. In which Oliver snickered and placed a hand on Y/n's back.

     "I will let you be for now, might head back and check up on Dorian. This was supposed to be a water run, but I ran into you and forgot." Oliver explained, rubbing the back of his neck. Before walking the way the both of them had just walked.