Class 12-K: Gangster War For Cake, Brothers Unite! (A Script Fic)

Chapter 2: You Called A Bounty On Us?! Ryuusei Revenge Plan!

Chapter 2: You Called A Bounty On Us?! Ryuusei Revenge Plan!

(An hour has passed since the brawl in the cake store, the Onimadas having lost the cake to the rather mysterious yet powerful Sachiko Ryuusei. The brothers, having recovered a fair bit of their small injuries, now plan a countermeasure against such recent developments!)

Maxtaro: (lying on the back of their pickup truck, having parked in an empty lot, looking at the numerous band-aids on his arm before rolling his jacket sleeve in place) Yeah...We got nothing. (sweat drop)

Kenshin: (growls as he kicks a stone...that shoots straight into the sky at insane speeds) The Hell we do! Who the Hell is that crazy broad?!

Maxtaro: (still surprised at his brother's still excellent condition) You would think crashing into a van would stop him… (frowns as he sits up) I don't know Kenshin...But she seems pissed at you for sure.

Kenshin: I didn't do anything to her, that's for damn sure!

Maxtaro: (raises a brow as he walks over to Kenshin) Really now? She's not some psycho stalker of yours you turned down?

Kenshin: (scowls) Maxtaro, you know I would never see another girl. Akari is the only one for me…Her and that sexy Miko outfit she usually wears-

Maxtaro: (disgusted) Dude! Keep that to yourself! (sighs) At least that confirms you don't really know her...

Kenshin: Told ya. (grins) Speaking of which, got plans with Kyoko? (then blows a few kisses in teasement) Have a make out session after saying some corny romance lines? (with a grin to boot)

Maxtaro: (flustered) S-Shut up! We're not going to stand here talking about our girlfriends all night you know! We have to get that cake!

Kenshin: (with a stern look) Hell Yeah, we're gonna get that cake back for damn sure! that Ryuusei chick is going down! (it is then a voice is heard in response towards his statement)

Haruki: Oh god, you actually pissed off the Ryuusei family? (Haruki Higarashi, hard working graduate of Seikon and former rival of Kenshin, has enter the lot. Wearing a chef's apron, one would never assume the scar ridden Haruki to be an intelligent apprentice chef from one of the prestige schools in town, a hard worker indeed)

Kenshin: (smiles) Hey there, Harako! How's the chef's life?

Haruki: (with a large frown) You are doing that on purpose. I know you called me Haruki when you called. (mumbles) Dumb Jackass.

Maxtaro: Higarashi, I guess since you're from Seikon, do you know anything bout this Sachiko Ryuusei?

Haruki: Sachiko huh? (ponders) She's currently a senior at Seikon, head of it's Naginata Club since second year and at championship level for sure…

Kenshin: Then why stealing the cake like I told ya, does she have some fetish for cake or something? (Haruki simply shrugs) Oh come on! Brain of Seikon my ass!

Haruki: (annoyed) Hey, you never said anything about a cake, Onimada. (rolls his eyes) Where's Murakami when you need him? He'd knocked some damn sense for you...

Kenshin: (also annoyed) Hey, don't make me sound like a dumbass just because Mosuke is at training camp in the woods. (sweat drop) Well, then why does she have a damn grudge on us?

Haruki: Oh, that? ...Actually, she hates your guts and yours alone. Maxtaro...Eh, he's just gonna get his ass kicked just because he's with you, I doubt Ryuusei even cares.

Maxtaro: ...Well, that's somehow disappointing.

Kenshin: (shocked) But I never ran my fist into her face before! ...Not that I want to do that now…