Fan Fiction ❯ Birthdays ❯ Birthdays Part 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Hey, my name is Omega_Red9. I just want to remind you that I don't own any of these characters so if you happen to be the owners don't complain to me. Also, if you happen to like my work, please rate it and read some of my other stuff. Oh, by the way, I start at part 9 because it is his ninth birthday. So please don't ask where parts 1-8 are because I won't be writing them.

 

 

Birthdays

Part 10

Wherever I seem to wonder my mind never follows. It's almost as if I have no control over it anymore. I know that such ideas are a little out of character for me, but I just can't seem to help it. Whatever I am doing, my mind seems to wander to thoughts of Kuki, even when I am talking to Kuki. It's pretty funny how life works out that way. So here I am, on the day of my 10th revolution, and I can't seem to think of anything other then Kuki. I can't seem to stop imagining her laughter dancing along the air like a butterfly spreading its wings lightly caressing my ears. I wonder… if this means that I am falling in love with her. I certainly am much fonder of her then any of the others.

 

As I sit and ponder, I am interrupted by numbah 5.

 

“Hey numbah 4…” she says with an almost sly tone in her voice denoting that she is up to something, “I remember last year. On your last birthday, you showed me how strong of a fighter you really were. Now that I've trained really hard for a whole year, I think that I am finally ready to face off against you.”

 

I looked at her and smiled on the inside while keeping my stone cold poker face façade. It is the true desire of a warrior such as myself to face off against an opponent of great strength, and if I know anything it's that numbah 5 can hold her own in a fight. So I look her straight in the eye and tell her “Fine, we can do this in my sparring ring.”

 

“I hope you don't mind, but I've invited the others to provide an audience.”

 

“I don't care, they can watch if they want to.”

 

I almost wish that I had said no. As I was warming up on the way down I heard voices talking in the sparring arena, more then just the other members of the team. When I opened the door I saw that Numbah 5 had linked up with the satellite web system and was going to broadcast the fight to every KND station on the planet. Great.

 

“Are you ready Numbah 4?”

 

And with that Numbah Five tried to do a cross kick to the back of my head. I was a little surprised that she would use such an underhanded technique, but then again you can expect the unexpected when it comes to her. I guess she just decided that throwing her inhibitions to the wind was the only way to beat me. I looked over to Numbah 3 sitting next to the ring with a “GO WALLY!!” sign. She smiled and waved at me. I suddenly realized that Numbah 5 had finally regained her balance from my blocking her kick and swiped my feet out from under me. I suppose I had better concentrate on the fight rather then my surroundings. I didn't even hit the ground before I shot my right hand out to catch myself and thrust myself up almost as if I didn't even get hit. I charged at Numbah Five and saw her throw her right elbow back and realized that she was going to try to hit me with her right fist. I shot out my left leg to hit her before her fist got even close to me. Of course, I didn't really hit her that hard since I didn't want to hurt her. She quickly got up and dove at me. I rolled out of the way and jumped on her back where she landed. I grabbed her leg and put her into one of my wrestling hold that I learned from watching WCW. I had her I in it for a good 2 minutes before she managed to get out. I was beginning to wonder if she would actually manage to escape it and was debating letting her out of it when she slipped my grip. After having a ten second stare down we started to rumble with each other again. I can't believe how slow she is. I really thought that the self proclaimed “Best Fighter” in the Kids Next Door would be able to move a little bit faster then this. The only believable answer I can think of is that she isn't taking the fight seriously. That almost ticks me off a little.

 

“Hey Numbah 5, when are you gonna stop playing around and get serious? This is getting boring.”

 

She scowled at me and did a sliding kick straight at my face while I was talking and connected hard. It threw me into the ropes and nearly out of the ring. Now this is what I'm talking about. I guess I had better quit fooling around now and show her what I am really made off. I started running toward her and then did a sliding kick, but instead of sliding on my other foot I dropped to the ground and slid on my butt going after her ankles. She didn't even see it coming and I connected. Now with an injured ankle she won't be able to support all of her weight on that foot and I can rely on her not being able to perform that maneuver again.

 

I immediately jumped back up and bounced of the ropes doing a flying elbow drop toward the floor that she currently occupied. She narrowly rolled out of the way and staggered to her feet. At the rate that she was moving and how heavily she was breathing, I could tell that she would not last much longer. I couldn't let my guard down though, even though she was injured, she was still dangerous. I smirked as I thought of a new combo and tried the same sliding kick again, except this time I purposely slid a little slower then normal. She easily jumped over me as I slid under her, but because she was injured she could not jump very high or far. I grabbed her injured ankle as I was sliding under her and yanked her down with enough force that when she landed on her right shoulder she nearly disconnected the joint.

 

I stood back up and decided that the match was finished and gave her a hand up. She looked at me and then put her head down in shame. She said, “Thanks for the hand Numbah 4.” And began to limp off out of the room.

 

Before she left though I screamed out to her and said, “There is no shame in defeat if you tried your hardest Numbah 5.” I know she heard me, but I don't think that she listened.

 

“Wally that was incredible!!” Kuki screamed as she jumped into the ring. She wrapped her arms around me and suddenly my legs went to Jello and my face turned completely red. I smiled this huge goofy smile and Kuki just started giggling again. That sound was so uplifting.

 

The other operatives who were watching the fight just stared silently in amazement at how easily I beat what they thought to be the best fighter in the KND. I thought I would play it cool and just walk out of the sparring room all quiet and mysterious like. It reminded me a lot of those western movies that I love so much. Kuki followed me and we went out to the deck where the others had cake and soda waiting to celebrate my birthday. Numbah 5 finally came back up from her room. She walked perfectly fine to the untrained eye, but I could tell that she was really trying to put on a brave face and focus past the pain.

 

After the cake we all just sat down and played video games all day. Numbah 2 was still the best at those pilot games and just tore me to pieces in that department. But when it came to Tekken I was unstoppable. Numbah One didn't seem to say a word all day and when I asked him what was up he said that it was nothing. I later saw him sitting at his console typing up a KND status report. I normally wouldn't think twice about it, but he only has to write those after a mission and we hadn't been on one in a week.

 

So far this has been the best birthday party I have ever had. The day was almost over and I decided to call it a night. I picked up the usually routine and walked Kuki home. But this time something unusual happened. I walked Kuki up to her door and she opened it up and stopped.

 

“Hey Wally, I have a special present for you that I didn't want the others to see.”

 

I was wondering what she could possibly be talking about and then she leaned over and kissed me. I just stood there in shock and smiled like a big doofus. She said goodnight and closed the door behind her. As I was walking home I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss she gave me. I love birthdays.

 

I unfortunately could not keep my mind on such a simple task as walking down a side walk and eventually ran crotch first into a fire hydrant. If anything can pull you out of a trance it is a shot to the balls. I just lay on the ground for a minute as the pain subsided and got up to hobble back home. I suddenly jumped as I heard a loud crack of lightning from behind me. I turned around to see a large black thunderhead heading over town. Before I could make it home it started to down pour. I got completely drenched. By the time I had gotten home it looked as if I had just jumped in the river or something. I hate the rain. It was pouring down like God had turned on a water faucet in heaven and left it running all night. I stripped off my freezing cold clothes so I could get into something dry and not catch hypothermia. I slid under my covers and fell asleep almost instantly; I guess the sound of the rain relaxed me a little. The thunder was rumbling in the background and occasionally shook the house. It seemed as if it would never end. As I fell asleep I could tell that the rain was dissipating and I could rest easy. I hate the rain, I hate birthdays.

 

Snore…