Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Role Reversal: One More Time ❯ Chapter One: How to Turn Sakano Psycho in Two Days - Part One ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Kei-chanRin-chan 
Sakano spends his first day training.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 147 | Status: Work In Progress
Sakano spends his first day training.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 147 | Status: Work In Progress
Rin-chan: Konban wa, minna-san! Here we are, with the final "episode" of Role Reversal!
Kei-chan: Sou desu! We hope you like the final Role Reversal, and that you have as much fun reading it, as we have writing it!
Disclaimer: We do not own Gravitation, Viva La Bam or anything else you recognise. We only own Role Reversal, and the concept for these stories!
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Role Reversal: One More Time
Recap:
The next day, they returned to the usual restaurant. Tohma cleared his throat. “Okay, since this challenge is the most difficult of them all, we’ve decided that you can have two days to prepare. You’ve worked with each other long enough to know how to act, so you should know the ways you’ll need to prepare, okay?”
Sakano gulped, holding his chopsticks in a white knuckled grip. He squeezed them so tightly that they tapped against each other, tapping out a fast rhythm. K simply grunted, sulking as he stroked his Magnum, knowing he wouldn’t be able to shoot his baby for a while.
Shuichi glared at K. “I know K’s punishment for if he steps out of character. NO GUNS FOR A MONTH! Maybe then he’ll stop fucking shooting me.” He poked the bandage on his shoulder with irritation, Yuki sending K a look of pure death behind his back.
Tohma spoke up, glancing at Sakano apologetically. “Sakano’s punishment will be taking a month off of work.” Sakano shrieked in fear, shivering madly.
Suguru put his head in his hands. “I’m surrounded by morons.” He muttered. Hiro smacked him around the back of the head, rolling his eyes.
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Chapter One: How to Turn Sakano Psycho in Two Days - Part One
Sakano trembled fearfully as everyone left the restaurant. As he stepped out onto the pavement outside, he had a fleeting urge to just throw himself in front of the nearest vehicle. Even a bicycle would do! Before he could do more than consider ending it all, another one of Tohma’s limos pulled up in front of him.
He wibbled his way into the back seat, curling up into a ball. His eyes shot around the limo suspiciously as the driver pulled away from the restaurant. He whimpered as they left the city and headed into the middle of nowhere.
He lost track of how long the journey lasted, too terrified to take any notice of something as trivial as time. Eventually, he saw a huge mansion ahead, and gulped. The limo pulled up outside, and Sakano peeled himself off of the seat. The limo driver pulled away as soon as he was out of the car.
Suddenly, the front door crashed open, and out of the house exploded a tall brown haired man, with odd looking facial hair. He was dressed in baggy jeans, Vans, a shirt with “HIM” written on it, and a beanie hat. Sakano shrieked and started to run away, a waterfall of tears streaming down his face. The man let out a loud ‘whoop’ and followed, sprinting full-force. In no time at all, the man had taken a flying leap, and tackled Sakano to the floor.
As they landed on the ground with a thud, and two more men ran out. One had short brown hair, and the other had messy sandy blonde hair. They were both dressed much the same as the first, but with less black. The two ran over to Sakano and the other man, and together they managed to haul the nervous wreck to his feet.
The three strange men dragged him into the mansion, and immediately tied him to a conveniently placed chair. It even had a coil of rope on a table next to it! They stepped back, grinning evilly at him. He suddenly noticed that the men weren’t Japanese, and blinked.
The man with the beanie hat waved at him cheekily. “Hey dude! So, this Tohma-dude said that we have to whip your cowardly ass into shape in only two days. Basically, he wants us to turn you into a psychopathic killing machine. No problem! So, shut up, do what we tell you, and everything will be cool.” Sakano suddenly wished he couldn’t speak English… maybe then this wouldn’t be happening.
“Now that shit’s out of the way, it’s time we introduced ourselves. I’m Bam Margera.”
The other brown haired man waved. “Chris Raab. Just call me Raab, ‘kay dude?”
The sandy haired man scratched his head. “Ryan Dunn.”
They paused, and seemed to be waiting for him to speak, but he only trembled in silent terror for a moment, before bursting into tears. Bam rolled his eyes, before landing a slap to the producer’s cheek, shocking him out of crying.
Bam pointed a finger in Sakano’s face. “None of that, asswipe! Now introduce yourself… calmly.”
He gulped nervously. “I’m Sakano Hiyowa…”
Bam grinned. “Yeah, we know. We just wanted to make you say it! Anyway, we’ve set up a little… test for you. So, come with us and we’ll get you some new clothes, some contacts, and then we’ll get started!”
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Some time later, Sakano stood in front of a mirror, repeatedly poking himself in the eye as he tried to put in some contact lenses. Eventually, he managed to get both lenses in, and stared into the mirror, shocked. Bam had taken his glasses away from him as soon as they had dragged him into one of the bedrooms upstairs, so he didn’t see what clothes they put on him, as he was blind as the proverbial bat without his glasses.
They had dressed him in an army print jacket, shirt, and cargo pants. They had also padded him out with knee pads, elbow pads, a chest protector, and a helmet. He spasmed with fear as they dragged him down the stairs, and out of the mansion’s back door. Outside, in the acres of land he saw, there was what can only be described as “The obstacle course from hell”.
The obstacle course was pretty much the same as any other. Walls to climb, ropes to swing with, etc… what he didn’t like the look of, was the many objects that sat to the side of the obstacle course. Footballs, plates, cream filled pies, chairs, fire extinguishers, cans of silly string, skateboards, buckets of salmon (whole, complete with heads), frozen chickens, household brooms, and much more that he couldn’t even see properly.
Bam held up a stopwatch. “Okay, basically you have to run this obstacle course within four minutes. If you fail, you run it again, and keep running it until you do it in four minutes or less. Got it? No? Tough luck! Move it, ass-banger!”
Sakano wasn’t about to argue. He’d been Tohma’s lapdog long enough to know when to shut up, when to run away, and when to cower in fear. He tearfully began running towards the obstacle course. As he began the course, a chair came flying over his head. He shrieked, ducking. He straightened a moment later, only to be hit square in the head by a plate.
Bam scowled. “Move it, damn you! You’re wasting time!”
Sakano began running again, feeling a pie hit him in the backside. He began screaming at the top of his lungs, crashing into the floor and beginning to crawl underneath the netting that was set up. He continued running the course, with Bam, Raab, and Ryan hurling things at him, spraying him with silly string and then nailing him in the head with the empty cans, and throwing entire frozen chickens and fish at him.
He finished running the course, and collapsed onto the ground, crying for his mother. Ryan and Raab hauled him to his feet, pulling him back to the starting line. Bam shook his head. “Pathetic! Don Vito could do better than that, and he’s an old, fat bastard! Do it again. Run fucker!”
Still crying for his mother, he began running the course again, his tears coming even more quickly as a flying skateboard hit him in his… private regions.
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After running the course another four times, Sakano was starting to get sick of it. And as a plate came soaring at him like a frisbee, he snatched it out of the air, and threw it straight back at Bam. It hit the loud-mouthed boarder in the face, and he fell backwards onto the ground, landing on his backside. Sakano jumped up and down gleefully. “TAKE THAT, YOU CRETIN!”
As if suddenly realising what he’d done, he curled into a ball on the floor, waiting for them to kill him. However, he suddenly heard laughter. Bam chose to ignore the fact that Ryan and Raab were laughing at him, for now, and instead grinned at Sakano.
“Nice shot, dude! Now that’s what I like to see. But now, get up and run, you slacker!”
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Sakano was just about to finish running the course for the eighth time, when the boys started spraying him with fire extinguisher foam. He didn’t take much notice of this, as they’d done worse over the short space of time he’d been at the mansion, but it was the last straw when an empty fire extinguisher came soaring through the air, only to smack him straight on the head. His left eye twitched violently as he crossed the finishing line.
“Good job, loser! You did it in under four minutes!” Bam cheerfully informed him.
Sakano slowly walked over to them, calmly picking up a broom that they had neglected to throw at him. He stopped a few feet away from them, and brought the broom down onto his upraised knee, snapping it in two with a loud crack. He raised both hands, and let out a war cry, sprinting towards them as he waved the two broom pieces in the air.
Bam blinked. “Oh crap…”
The three started running for their lives as they saw the homicidal glint in the normally timid man’s eyes.
“I’m going to get you for this, you sadists!” Sakano shrieked, suddenly throwing one of the pieces of the broom. It hit Ryan in the back of his knee, bringing him to the ground. Bam was busy looking over his shoulder to make sure Sakano wasn’t gaining on them, and tripped over Ryan’s foot. He landed on his hands and knees, his backside presented towards Sakano. The producer, still with a demonic glint in his eyes, kept running towards them. As soon as he got close enough, he held out the remaining piece of the broom, and rammed it soundly up Bam’s ass.
Bam’s eyes widened until they threatened to fall out of his head, and he let out an extremely high-pitched scream that echoed through the grounds, and the surrounding woods.
Sakano dusted off his hands, and walked calmly back to the mansion.
Bam cleared his throat, and spoke in an extremely high pitched, and somewhat girly, voice. “Nice going. Target practice in one hour… now, Dunn… get this thing out of my ass!”
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One hour later
The group was stood in the “basement” of the mansion. Sakano had learnt that the mansion belonged to Tohma, a ‘summer home’, of sorts. So he wasn’t surprised when the basement turned out to be something resembling an army weapons storage room. It had more guns that you could shake Bam’s broom handle at, and also a huge amount of cardboard cut-out targets, all the exact likeness of certain people that the blonde knew.
Sakano was stood next to a table, staring fearfully at the guns laid out. Raab clapped him on the shoulder reassuringly, and he whimpered, picking up the smallest gun. Bam rolled his eyes, snatching the gun out of his hands. He handed him a magnum instead, and Sakano kept his finger well away from the trigger.
Ryan pushed him over to the target practice area, explaining that the guns were already loaded. The three stood back, putting on some ear protectors. Sakano, oblivious to the fact that he was about to be deafened, fearfully pointed the gun at the first target, which was a cut-out of K. As he pulled the trigger, he was deafened by the bang, and the recoil was so great that he flew backwards a good few feet, landing painfully on his back.
He lay there for a few long moments, staring dazedly at the ceiling, hearing a great ringing in his ears. He was vaguely aware of the guys staring down at him, Bam gingerly poking him with a foot. He saw their lips move, but couldn’t hear anything past the ringing. His wrists were throbbing, too.
He was, once again, hauled off of the ground. They snapped him out of it by throwing a glass of water over his head. As his hearing slowly returned, they pointed to the wall behind the target he was shooting at. He looked over, and saw that his shot had missed. And he hadn’t just missed by a few inches, he’d missed by a good few feet!
He twitched. All that, for a mile-wide miss?
Bam sighed in a disappointed manner. “Come on, you under-achieving, whining, witless, spineless little worm! At least hit the damn target!”
Raab shook his head. “Man, my grandmother could shoot better than you! Get it together.”
Ryan scratched his head. “That wasn’t a bad shot… if you’re blind.”
Sakano practically had steam coming out of his ears, looking about ready to blow fire out of his nostrils. With a sharp twitch, he turned to another target, taking aim. He emptied an entire clip into the cut-out of Aizawa Taki, the bullets hitting the target exactly where his… beach balls would be.
As one, Bam, Ryan, and Raab all winced, cupping themselves protectively. Sakano erupted into evil cackles, dancing like a demented upright crab… don’t ask.
The boys stared at him mutely for a moment, before Ryan reached over to smack him around the head. Sakano stopped abruptly, actually glaring at Ryan.
Bam coughed, smirking as Ryan glared right back. “Okay, the last thing on the agenda for today is… scaling buildings! And then abseiling down them, of course.”
Sakano sighed, too tired to be very afraid. “Fine, lets get it over with.”
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The group stood outside of the mansion, a rope hanging down the side of the building. Sakano looked up, and noticed it was tied to a chimney on the roof. He gave the rope a funny look, before sighing. He grabbed the rope, and began to climb.
His feet slipped against the wall of the mansion, and he let go of the rope, landing squarely on his backside. He winced, feeling some gravel from the path stick into his butt cheeks. Bam shook his head, sighing. “Again, loser.”
After hauling himself to his feet, Sakano once again took hold of the rope. He attempted to climb, using more force, and planting his feet against the wall. A moment later, he once again hit the floor. He whimpered as his ass began to sting.
‘This is going to be a long day…’
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Some time later
Sweat poured down Sakano’s back as he hauled himself higher, his fists clenched around the rope. He was so close to the top! Just a little further, and… Suddenly, his grip loosened. Still holding the rope, he slid down it like a fireman would slide down a pole. As he slid at a surprising speed, the friction between his hands and the rope became too much. His hands were so hot! Smoke began rising, and suddenly, fire erupted from his hands. And so, by the time he hit the ground, his hands were ablaze.
He shrieked like a woman, sprinting in a circle, and waving his hands around in the air. He suddenly ran to Bam, and began slapping his hands on the boarder’s clothes, trying to put out the fire. Bam tried to punch him away, but it was too late. One of Sakano’s hands had slapped him in the face, and caught his beard on fire.
Ryan and Raab pointed at them, laughing so hard they could barely stand. As Bam ran over to the swimming pool to gather water in his hands, putting the fire in his beard out, Sakano simply dived in. Sakano resurfaced a moment later, his hair plastered to his face, and spitting out water with a scowl. Raab and Ryan both offered their hands to him. He grabbed both of their hand’s, and yanked hard.
As the two surfaced, spluttering and soaked through, Sakano smirked at them. “Serves you bitches right!”
He hauled himself out of the pool, and walked over to Bam, pulling out a pair of trademark gloves from the boarder’s back pocket. He slipped them on, and sauntered over to the rope. He took a long moment to glare at it, before grabbing it once more. He, once again, began to scale the mansion.
By the time Raab and Ryan had pulled themselves out of the pool, Sakano was stood on the roof, barely restraining himself from laughing triumphantly. Bam clapped his hands. “Good! Now make your way down!”
Sakano braced himself, and began rapidly abseiling down the building. As he zoomed downwards, he laughed maniacally. “WATTAH!” He screamed, sounding like a demented karate movie reject.
The other three stared at him, deeply disturbed, as he landed on the ground, collapsing into an exhausted heap.
Bam grinned at Ryan and Raab. “One day down, one to go!” He gestured to them, and they began dragging Sakano inside.
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Rin-chan: Thanks for reading! Chapter two will be up next week!
Kei-chan: Hai, domo! Review, onegai! Reviews feed the Role Reversal plot bunny!
Kei-chan: Sou desu! We hope you like the final Role Reversal, and that you have as much fun reading it, as we have writing it!
Disclaimer: We do not own Gravitation, Viva La Bam or anything else you recognise. We only own Role Reversal, and the concept for these stories!
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Role Reversal: One More Time
Recap:
The next day, they returned to the usual restaurant. Tohma cleared his throat. “Okay, since this challenge is the most difficult of them all, we’ve decided that you can have two days to prepare. You’ve worked with each other long enough to know how to act, so you should know the ways you’ll need to prepare, okay?”
Sakano gulped, holding his chopsticks in a white knuckled grip. He squeezed them so tightly that they tapped against each other, tapping out a fast rhythm. K simply grunted, sulking as he stroked his Magnum, knowing he wouldn’t be able to shoot his baby for a while.
Shuichi glared at K. “I know K’s punishment for if he steps out of character. NO GUNS FOR A MONTH! Maybe then he’ll stop fucking shooting me.” He poked the bandage on his shoulder with irritation, Yuki sending K a look of pure death behind his back.
Tohma spoke up, glancing at Sakano apologetically. “Sakano’s punishment will be taking a month off of work.” Sakano shrieked in fear, shivering madly.
Suguru put his head in his hands. “I’m surrounded by morons.” He muttered. Hiro smacked him around the back of the head, rolling his eyes.
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Chapter One: How to Turn Sakano Psycho in Two Days - Part One
Sakano trembled fearfully as everyone left the restaurant. As he stepped out onto the pavement outside, he had a fleeting urge to just throw himself in front of the nearest vehicle. Even a bicycle would do! Before he could do more than consider ending it all, another one of Tohma’s limos pulled up in front of him.
He wibbled his way into the back seat, curling up into a ball. His eyes shot around the limo suspiciously as the driver pulled away from the restaurant. He whimpered as they left the city and headed into the middle of nowhere.
He lost track of how long the journey lasted, too terrified to take any notice of something as trivial as time. Eventually, he saw a huge mansion ahead, and gulped. The limo pulled up outside, and Sakano peeled himself off of the seat. The limo driver pulled away as soon as he was out of the car.
Suddenly, the front door crashed open, and out of the house exploded a tall brown haired man, with odd looking facial hair. He was dressed in baggy jeans, Vans, a shirt with “HIM” written on it, and a beanie hat. Sakano shrieked and started to run away, a waterfall of tears streaming down his face. The man let out a loud ‘whoop’ and followed, sprinting full-force. In no time at all, the man had taken a flying leap, and tackled Sakano to the floor.
As they landed on the ground with a thud, and two more men ran out. One had short brown hair, and the other had messy sandy blonde hair. They were both dressed much the same as the first, but with less black. The two ran over to Sakano and the other man, and together they managed to haul the nervous wreck to his feet.
The three strange men dragged him into the mansion, and immediately tied him to a conveniently placed chair. It even had a coil of rope on a table next to it! They stepped back, grinning evilly at him. He suddenly noticed that the men weren’t Japanese, and blinked.
The man with the beanie hat waved at him cheekily. “Hey dude! So, this Tohma-dude said that we have to whip your cowardly ass into shape in only two days. Basically, he wants us to turn you into a psychopathic killing machine. No problem! So, shut up, do what we tell you, and everything will be cool.” Sakano suddenly wished he couldn’t speak English… maybe then this wouldn’t be happening.
“Now that shit’s out of the way, it’s time we introduced ourselves. I’m Bam Margera.”
The other brown haired man waved. “Chris Raab. Just call me Raab, ‘kay dude?”
The sandy haired man scratched his head. “Ryan Dunn.”
They paused, and seemed to be waiting for him to speak, but he only trembled in silent terror for a moment, before bursting into tears. Bam rolled his eyes, before landing a slap to the producer’s cheek, shocking him out of crying.
Bam pointed a finger in Sakano’s face. “None of that, asswipe! Now introduce yourself… calmly.”
He gulped nervously. “I’m Sakano Hiyowa…”
Bam grinned. “Yeah, we know. We just wanted to make you say it! Anyway, we’ve set up a little… test for you. So, come with us and we’ll get you some new clothes, some contacts, and then we’ll get started!”
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Some time later, Sakano stood in front of a mirror, repeatedly poking himself in the eye as he tried to put in some contact lenses. Eventually, he managed to get both lenses in, and stared into the mirror, shocked. Bam had taken his glasses away from him as soon as they had dragged him into one of the bedrooms upstairs, so he didn’t see what clothes they put on him, as he was blind as the proverbial bat without his glasses.
They had dressed him in an army print jacket, shirt, and cargo pants. They had also padded him out with knee pads, elbow pads, a chest protector, and a helmet. He spasmed with fear as they dragged him down the stairs, and out of the mansion’s back door. Outside, in the acres of land he saw, there was what can only be described as “The obstacle course from hell”.
The obstacle course was pretty much the same as any other. Walls to climb, ropes to swing with, etc… what he didn’t like the look of, was the many objects that sat to the side of the obstacle course. Footballs, plates, cream filled pies, chairs, fire extinguishers, cans of silly string, skateboards, buckets of salmon (whole, complete with heads), frozen chickens, household brooms, and much more that he couldn’t even see properly.
Bam held up a stopwatch. “Okay, basically you have to run this obstacle course within four minutes. If you fail, you run it again, and keep running it until you do it in four minutes or less. Got it? No? Tough luck! Move it, ass-banger!”
Sakano wasn’t about to argue. He’d been Tohma’s lapdog long enough to know when to shut up, when to run away, and when to cower in fear. He tearfully began running towards the obstacle course. As he began the course, a chair came flying over his head. He shrieked, ducking. He straightened a moment later, only to be hit square in the head by a plate.
Bam scowled. “Move it, damn you! You’re wasting time!”
Sakano began running again, feeling a pie hit him in the backside. He began screaming at the top of his lungs, crashing into the floor and beginning to crawl underneath the netting that was set up. He continued running the course, with Bam, Raab, and Ryan hurling things at him, spraying him with silly string and then nailing him in the head with the empty cans, and throwing entire frozen chickens and fish at him.
He finished running the course, and collapsed onto the ground, crying for his mother. Ryan and Raab hauled him to his feet, pulling him back to the starting line. Bam shook his head. “Pathetic! Don Vito could do better than that, and he’s an old, fat bastard! Do it again. Run fucker!”
Still crying for his mother, he began running the course again, his tears coming even more quickly as a flying skateboard hit him in his… private regions.
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After running the course another four times, Sakano was starting to get sick of it. And as a plate came soaring at him like a frisbee, he snatched it out of the air, and threw it straight back at Bam. It hit the loud-mouthed boarder in the face, and he fell backwards onto the ground, landing on his backside. Sakano jumped up and down gleefully. “TAKE THAT, YOU CRETIN!”
As if suddenly realising what he’d done, he curled into a ball on the floor, waiting for them to kill him. However, he suddenly heard laughter. Bam chose to ignore the fact that Ryan and Raab were laughing at him, for now, and instead grinned at Sakano.
“Nice shot, dude! Now that’s what I like to see. But now, get up and run, you slacker!”
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Sakano was just about to finish running the course for the eighth time, when the boys started spraying him with fire extinguisher foam. He didn’t take much notice of this, as they’d done worse over the short space of time he’d been at the mansion, but it was the last straw when an empty fire extinguisher came soaring through the air, only to smack him straight on the head. His left eye twitched violently as he crossed the finishing line.
“Good job, loser! You did it in under four minutes!” Bam cheerfully informed him.
Sakano slowly walked over to them, calmly picking up a broom that they had neglected to throw at him. He stopped a few feet away from them, and brought the broom down onto his upraised knee, snapping it in two with a loud crack. He raised both hands, and let out a war cry, sprinting towards them as he waved the two broom pieces in the air.
Bam blinked. “Oh crap…”
The three started running for their lives as they saw the homicidal glint in the normally timid man’s eyes.
“I’m going to get you for this, you sadists!” Sakano shrieked, suddenly throwing one of the pieces of the broom. It hit Ryan in the back of his knee, bringing him to the ground. Bam was busy looking over his shoulder to make sure Sakano wasn’t gaining on them, and tripped over Ryan’s foot. He landed on his hands and knees, his backside presented towards Sakano. The producer, still with a demonic glint in his eyes, kept running towards them. As soon as he got close enough, he held out the remaining piece of the broom, and rammed it soundly up Bam’s ass.
Bam’s eyes widened until they threatened to fall out of his head, and he let out an extremely high-pitched scream that echoed through the grounds, and the surrounding woods.
Sakano dusted off his hands, and walked calmly back to the mansion.
Bam cleared his throat, and spoke in an extremely high pitched, and somewhat girly, voice. “Nice going. Target practice in one hour… now, Dunn… get this thing out of my ass!”
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One hour later
The group was stood in the “basement” of the mansion. Sakano had learnt that the mansion belonged to Tohma, a ‘summer home’, of sorts. So he wasn’t surprised when the basement turned out to be something resembling an army weapons storage room. It had more guns that you could shake Bam’s broom handle at, and also a huge amount of cardboard cut-out targets, all the exact likeness of certain people that the blonde knew.
Sakano was stood next to a table, staring fearfully at the guns laid out. Raab clapped him on the shoulder reassuringly, and he whimpered, picking up the smallest gun. Bam rolled his eyes, snatching the gun out of his hands. He handed him a magnum instead, and Sakano kept his finger well away from the trigger.
Ryan pushed him over to the target practice area, explaining that the guns were already loaded. The three stood back, putting on some ear protectors. Sakano, oblivious to the fact that he was about to be deafened, fearfully pointed the gun at the first target, which was a cut-out of K. As he pulled the trigger, he was deafened by the bang, and the recoil was so great that he flew backwards a good few feet, landing painfully on his back.
He lay there for a few long moments, staring dazedly at the ceiling, hearing a great ringing in his ears. He was vaguely aware of the guys staring down at him, Bam gingerly poking him with a foot. He saw their lips move, but couldn’t hear anything past the ringing. His wrists were throbbing, too.
He was, once again, hauled off of the ground. They snapped him out of it by throwing a glass of water over his head. As his hearing slowly returned, they pointed to the wall behind the target he was shooting at. He looked over, and saw that his shot had missed. And he hadn’t just missed by a few inches, he’d missed by a good few feet!
He twitched. All that, for a mile-wide miss?
Bam sighed in a disappointed manner. “Come on, you under-achieving, whining, witless, spineless little worm! At least hit the damn target!”
Raab shook his head. “Man, my grandmother could shoot better than you! Get it together.”
Ryan scratched his head. “That wasn’t a bad shot… if you’re blind.”
Sakano practically had steam coming out of his ears, looking about ready to blow fire out of his nostrils. With a sharp twitch, he turned to another target, taking aim. He emptied an entire clip into the cut-out of Aizawa Taki, the bullets hitting the target exactly where his… beach balls would be.
As one, Bam, Ryan, and Raab all winced, cupping themselves protectively. Sakano erupted into evil cackles, dancing like a demented upright crab… don’t ask.
The boys stared at him mutely for a moment, before Ryan reached over to smack him around the head. Sakano stopped abruptly, actually glaring at Ryan.
Bam coughed, smirking as Ryan glared right back. “Okay, the last thing on the agenda for today is… scaling buildings! And then abseiling down them, of course.”
Sakano sighed, too tired to be very afraid. “Fine, lets get it over with.”
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The group stood outside of the mansion, a rope hanging down the side of the building. Sakano looked up, and noticed it was tied to a chimney on the roof. He gave the rope a funny look, before sighing. He grabbed the rope, and began to climb.
His feet slipped against the wall of the mansion, and he let go of the rope, landing squarely on his backside. He winced, feeling some gravel from the path stick into his butt cheeks. Bam shook his head, sighing. “Again, loser.”
After hauling himself to his feet, Sakano once again took hold of the rope. He attempted to climb, using more force, and planting his feet against the wall. A moment later, he once again hit the floor. He whimpered as his ass began to sting.
‘This is going to be a long day…’
----
Some time later
Sweat poured down Sakano’s back as he hauled himself higher, his fists clenched around the rope. He was so close to the top! Just a little further, and… Suddenly, his grip loosened. Still holding the rope, he slid down it like a fireman would slide down a pole. As he slid at a surprising speed, the friction between his hands and the rope became too much. His hands were so hot! Smoke began rising, and suddenly, fire erupted from his hands. And so, by the time he hit the ground, his hands were ablaze.
He shrieked like a woman, sprinting in a circle, and waving his hands around in the air. He suddenly ran to Bam, and began slapping his hands on the boarder’s clothes, trying to put out the fire. Bam tried to punch him away, but it was too late. One of Sakano’s hands had slapped him in the face, and caught his beard on fire.
Ryan and Raab pointed at them, laughing so hard they could barely stand. As Bam ran over to the swimming pool to gather water in his hands, putting the fire in his beard out, Sakano simply dived in. Sakano resurfaced a moment later, his hair plastered to his face, and spitting out water with a scowl. Raab and Ryan both offered their hands to him. He grabbed both of their hand’s, and yanked hard.
As the two surfaced, spluttering and soaked through, Sakano smirked at them. “Serves you bitches right!”
He hauled himself out of the pool, and walked over to Bam, pulling out a pair of trademark gloves from the boarder’s back pocket. He slipped them on, and sauntered over to the rope. He took a long moment to glare at it, before grabbing it once more. He, once again, began to scale the mansion.
By the time Raab and Ryan had pulled themselves out of the pool, Sakano was stood on the roof, barely restraining himself from laughing triumphantly. Bam clapped his hands. “Good! Now make your way down!”
Sakano braced himself, and began rapidly abseiling down the building. As he zoomed downwards, he laughed maniacally. “WATTAH!” He screamed, sounding like a demented karate movie reject.
The other three stared at him, deeply disturbed, as he landed on the ground, collapsing into an exhausted heap.
Bam grinned at Ryan and Raab. “One day down, one to go!” He gestured to them, and they began dragging Sakano inside.
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