By Blaze

YOU PERVERT!!!!!

Pain.

Ryu’s face was kissing the cold, hard cement floor.

Pain.

Riana stood above him from where she struck him down.

Pain.

Up. The Japanese fighter was feeling a lot of that.


Riana was outraged. Here they were in the beginning of the fight, when this...PERVERT grabbed her chest.
Of course in reality Ryu simply tripped over and accidentally lunged towards Riana to prevent the fall, Of course he grabbed something to hold onto but in a woman’s case ESPECIALY Riana's it wasn't a good place to touch...

Poor Ryu was going to learn that the hard way.


Pulling up what was left of his pride, The Shotokan warrior picked himself from the blow like it was a minor slap and cracked his bones in place, this was a battle of the wits; Obviously this woman did not like to be touched.... In certain places...but he could handle that, couldn’t he?

Riana had to recollect herself for the moment. Riana hated perverts. To her, the world of men consisted of nothing but perverts. All men were perverts, and this one was no exception; from his previous actions she could see that clearly now. Cyraqs. Who had witnessed the entire thing was now shaking his head in pity for Ryu.

Ryu looked at this as an opportunity to make amends, so after bowing he apologized.

"My sincerest apologies Miss, it won't happen again."

Riana spat out in disgust. "Apology NOT accepted."

'Can't say I didn't try' Ryu thought grimly

The referee quickly stated all the rules before severe violence ensured. Everyone and anyone were aware of the PMS's temper, and everybody and anybody wanted to be out of harms away when she lost of it.

"Fight"

That was the only word Riana needed to hear. For her to begin the assault

Shifting quickly to defense quickly, Ryu dodged, blocked and countered any blow that was aimed toward him.
*Strike* *Strike*

*Block* *Block*

Riana growled. The attacks she threw always seemed to be blocked or dodged. This man was no joke; he was still a pervert though.

Throwing 2 more punches which were blocked again, Riana saw a clean shot at Ryu's stomach and struck out with her foot *HARD*. That was all it took for Ryu doubled over from having the wind knocked out of him, Before he could recover. Riana aimed a combo of 2 more head punches followed closely by an uppercut.

The Japanese man was sent sprawling back and on to the hard cement again, and they say it's bad to kiss twice on the first date too.

Riana wasted no more time and aimed a swift kick to the ribs while her opponent was still down.

Ryu felt the stinging blow make contact with bone, his brain sending him serious signals of the pain she was inflicting, which seemed to be a lot.

Riana smirked; this was too easy; she hadn't had this much fun since the time she nearly beat to death that man who was staring at her breast. Fighting was the focused of her anger, this was a way she could strike back to all the perverted men of the world as they stood unconscious at her heal; Nothing could replace the sweetness of victory from her mouth when she saw their bruised form. One less pervert, for the female world to worry about.

Pain must be Ryu’s friend, for he seemed to know it well. Well he did right now anyway.

‘This Riana woman is no person to fool around with. She seems to fight very seriously. But her anger could be my advantage’ Ryu’s train of thought was interrupted by another attack.


Barley rolling away in time. Ryu jumped up back to his feet and went back into a defensive stance.

‘I really, really wish Shotokan wasn’t a karate style right now’ Ryu cursed in his mind.


One could only admire Ryu’s sense of honor. Too bad his opponent didn’t have any.

First punch. Dodge. Second, punch. Dodge.


No matter how many attacks she threw, Ryu seemed to know when she was attacking, where she was attacking and how she was attacking. Needless to say PMS lost it.


The Shotokan warrior didn’t know what hit him. Of course it really didn’t hit him; it was more like what blasted him.

The Blond Fatality had begun the chi blasts. FINALLY the good stuff.


A few pieces of Ryu’s hair few in front of his eyes. The attack had nearly seared his head clean off.


It didn’t stop there.

Riana continued the assault of chi attacks with a yell.

“RENZOKU ENERGY-DAN!!!”

Currently going on in the mind of Ryu Hoshi. ‘This is not gonna be pretty’

Indeed it wouldn’t

As The Blond Fatality jumped up in the air and moved her hands in machine gun like state. Followed closely by pretty yellow chi blasts.


Time to work those legs Ryu buddy


Indeed it was time.


The assault was quick and the blasts were too big to dodge. Only one thing to do. Block chi with chi.


Ryu ushered his palms forward

With the signature yell of “ HADOKEN” energy sped out like a heat-sinking missile aimed at an enemy base

Large explosion ensures.


Cursing under her breath. The Blond Fatality charged again. Ryu met head on with another assault. Holding his own as best he could. Riana felt cold rage; there was no one in the world that could stand up to her level. NO ONE. She would not lose; defeat wasn’t in her vocabulary. But if stupidity were, her picture would be next to it.

Two blindly aimed punches left her open for an attack. One Ryu took like a blue plate special.
The taste of blood was salty but Riana liked it. Her left lip had a small trickle coming from as well as her nose. But the attacks continued; fueled by the blind rage she felt of what felt like a threat to her fighting pride.

Riana aimed a punch to the face, which was quickly caught. Followed quickly by a soaring into the air and Riana began her date with the cold cement.

Trying to pick herself, Riana found herself being unable to. Her body was weak. Movement was no longer titled to her for the time being; her brain told her it was going to bed. And the bed was made.

Riana was unconscious


The fight was over.

Riana returned to the land of the living to find herself on top of a bed, a wet rag draped over her head, and a massive headache being suffered. She was in the medical room of the Underground. She felt a flood of relief to find that her clothes hadn’t been removed. Noticing the bandages that covered the bruises she had endured during her fight. Someone had brought her to the med. room and took care of her injuries. The Blond Fatality found a kettle of hot water on a table next her as well as steaming hot cup of what seemed to be herbal tea.

“I see that you’re awake.

The blond woman spun her head to see the face of her caretaker.

It was one and only, ever lovable Ryu.

The woman’s cold blue eyes met that of the soft brown ones.

As the minutes passed over the question was finally asked.

“Why?”

“ Seeing that you were unconscious I decided to take you to the med. room and tend to you’re bruises till you came over.”

“Why help a person who assaulted you on anger of a violating act?”

“As I said you were unconscious”

“So you simply help me because I had lost”

“You can sort of say that”

Riana was at a lost she would think that if a male would have defeated her he would have boasted all over the underground over the victory, but he didn’t…

Bowing her head down in defeat and shame she gave her thanks. “Thank you”

Ryu waved it off. “Think nothing of it” he answered. “ Now come on I gotta tend to that head of yours”

Riana lightly chuckled, and stood up on the bed as Ryu came over to the med. bed and pressed a wet rag over her forehead. Riana still thought all men were perverts. But this one seemed different…waay different. And it helped that he was cute too. The 2 were left in the room as 1 tended to injuries and one tended to her blossoming feelings.

The phone blasted off its God forsaken hook. B.B quickly picked the phone off the receiver before his ears started ringing. “Underground”

Pause.

“Ah Mr. Shionogi how are you?”

Pause.

“Yes…Yes…”

Pause.

“Of course we’ll be glad to host another tournament for you”

Pause.

“Good I’ll have the preparations set up and sent out to all people listed tournament”

Pause.

“Yes. It’s good to do business with you again Mr. Shionogi.”


2 months later.


“A tournament, huh?”

“Yeah”

In the Masters estate was a gathering of friends; All discussing the invitation to a certain tournament, held in a certain place.

Chun Li lightly swiped a bang of her hair from her face and looked towards her fiancé Fei Long who resided next to her on the leather couch.

Ken. Who was on a leather couch with a certain beautiful wife of his sitting in his lap.

Ken smirked his usual cocky smirk he always has before a match.

“Well” Ken started “I figured we should all enter the tournament since it was an invite and for all of us to fight in Ryu'’ honor"”

Chun Li smiled “ I’m all over it”

“Count me in too” Fei Long quipped in.

“Then it’s settled, I’ll book us all a private jet to New York tomorrow”