Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Sympathy for the Devil ❯ A Visitor of Sorts ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Faia Saiyajin 
Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Occult / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.19.2002 | Updated On: 10.05.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 271 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Occult / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.19.2002 | Updated On: 10.05.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 271 | Status: Completed
Chapter I: A Visitor of Sorts
"Ryo, Ryo, Ryo..." Sage chided. "You ass. I told you--"
"Knock it off, Sage." Rowen interrupted. "Leave him be."
Sage scowled, and closed his mouth. Ryo Sanada lay in the hospital bed, bandaged
from what seemed like head to toe. He found himself a temporary resident of
Toyama General Hospital, with a broken arm, several cracked ribs, and various
other minor traumas. Kento had been out with him, early this morning, riding
recklessly through the small woods near Mia's mansion on dirtbikes, Wildfire and
Hardrock's new passion.
"But it is rather amusing.." Cye said from one of the four chairs drug into room
number 618. A boyish giggle escaped him, his glass-green eyes sparkling with
mischief. "All of this over a squirrel."
A muffled laugh rippled through those assembled. Ryo craned his neck as far as
he could, glaring at Cye for even mentioning it.
Rowen was the only one who was relatively upset over the whole ordeal. The
others found it to be genuinely amusing. Ryo had swerved out of the way of the
small rodent when it suddenly darted into his path. That's what led to his
wondrous skid through the tangled underbrush, the swordsman now wrapped around
the bike in an odd way. He had checked into Toyama General at around 2. Three
hours had passed, and Ryo, unfortunately, was being kept overnight, just for
safety's sake.
"You shoulda just ran over the thing. Idiot." Kento muttered, slumping lower in
his chair. "Then we wouldn't be here."
Kento hated hospitals. Despised them. The way they smelled, the way they
looked... even the wallpaper trim of poorly imitated Renaissance-style fruit
made him sick to his stomach.
Strata shot him a look. "You don't have ta' be here, you know."
That hurt Kento more than the arms of the chair, which were currently digging
into his ass like there was no tomorrow. He'd gladly throw up his life in order
to save one of his friends. He'd do it to save all of them... but this was
pushing it.
"Maybe you guys had better leave." The voice from the bed whispered hesitantly.
"I mean.. I'm kinda tired."
The four assembled exchanged bewildered glances. Sage, leaning against the wall,
at the foot of Ryo's bed, nodded knowingly. That was Ryo for you. He didn't like
to make others worry over him. Causing people pain or sorrow was number one on
Ryo Sanada's Top Ten List of Things That He Hated. Number two was beef ramen.
"You sure...?" Rowen asked, putting his book down. He shoved his wire-framed
reading glasses up to his forehead, looking at the prostrate figure on the bed.
Of the other four Ronin Warriors, Rowen Hashiba could say without thinking that
Ryo was his best friend. He loved the guys like brothers, of course, but Ryo..
During the battle with Talpa, a time had come when it had been just he and Ryo
against the Dynasty's minions. A bond was forged then, a bond that transcended
the unbreakable link that was the five Ronin Armors.
"Yeah.. I'm fine, Ro'. I just need a little rest, okay?" Ryo murmured, staring
at the paneled ceiling. "They're letting me out tomorrow, right?"
"First thing." Cye chirped.
"Good."
"I'll say. Kayura and the other Warlords are coming down for a luncheon." Cye
then smiled rather proudly. "Provided by yours truly, of course."
"Great.. you mean I get the job of keeping Lard Butt over here out of the
kitchen?" Sage grumbled, eliciting various grins and snickers from his
companions at Kento's expense. But it was an ages-old gag, and Kento didn't mind
anymore.
Kento instead, threatened with his fist, if only in jest. "Bring it on, Snow
Queen."
Another small fit of laughter erupted, as Sage returned the playful threat with
a glare of his violet eye.
"Well... if we're going, let's get moving. Mia's probably worried sick." Cye
said, prying himself from the snug chair. Mia was at home with Yuli, who had
come over for a sleepover, to see Kayura.
"Yeah.." Kento grunted, having to put more effort into standing. "Gah...
wedgie.." he muttered, scratching unashamedly at his duff. Sage shook his head.
"If you ever had manners, Kento.. I think it'd kill me."
"Yeah.. if I didn't kill you first." Came the retort.
"You two argue like an old married couple." Rowen grinned, standing at Ryo's
bedside. "Well buddy..." He patted Ryo's shoulder lightly. "We'll come to
collect you tomorrow morning."
"Yay."
"Don't sound so enthused, now." Sage grinned, fluffing Ryo's thick hair.
"I can barely contain myself, man." Ryo chuckled. His four friends smiled, and
turned to leave. "Catch ya's later."
Cye and Kento waved, followed by Sage. Rowen, turning to nod and smile his
goodbye, nearly walked into the door.
Ryo rolled with laughter, as Rowen's abrupt stop caused him to loose his book,
his glasses, and most of his composure.
"Watch out for the door, there, Rowen." Ryo bit his lip to keep from laughing,
which caused his aching ribs a good deal of pain.
"Right." Rowen said, bending to pick up his things. "Sleep tight, bud." He
switched off the blinding halogen lights above, before closing the door behind
him.
"Gotcha."
"Ugh... this sucks." He snorted in disgust, drawing the thin sheet up around his
shoulders. An arm slid out, flicking off the bedside light.
The street lights cast a dim glow on everything. Ryo sighed. Great. Rain. It was
7 o'clock... it had been dark for nearly an hour, and the sound of rain
beginning to patter against his window didn't help his mood any.
Ryo narrowed his eyes, trying to remember the event that had landed him in this
great place. Was it a squirrel? *Something* had come infront of his bike, yeah,
that was true... but was it...? Wildfire tried to think. But he was tired. The
whole ordeal was exhausting. "I'll think about it later.." he mumbled. He tried
to roll over as far as he could to his left side. Fortunately for him, all his
problem areas were on the right. It hurt only a moment, but Ryo would never get
any sleep, sprawled flat on his back.
His eyes were heavy, and he couldn't fight it any longer. "Goodnight.." He
yawned to no one in particular, and let sleep take him.
"Ryo, Ryo, Ryo..." Sage chided. "You ass. I told you--"
"Knock it off, Sage." Rowen interrupted. "Leave him be."
Sage scowled, and closed his mouth. Ryo Sanada lay in the hospital bed, bandaged
from what seemed like head to toe. He found himself a temporary resident of
Toyama General Hospital, with a broken arm, several cracked ribs, and various
other minor traumas. Kento had been out with him, early this morning, riding
recklessly through the small woods near Mia's mansion on dirtbikes, Wildfire and
Hardrock's new passion.
"But it is rather amusing.." Cye said from one of the four chairs drug into room
number 618. A boyish giggle escaped him, his glass-green eyes sparkling with
mischief. "All of this over a squirrel."
A muffled laugh rippled through those assembled. Ryo craned his neck as far as
he could, glaring at Cye for even mentioning it.
Rowen was the only one who was relatively upset over the whole ordeal. The
others found it to be genuinely amusing. Ryo had swerved out of the way of the
small rodent when it suddenly darted into his path. That's what led to his
wondrous skid through the tangled underbrush, the swordsman now wrapped around
the bike in an odd way. He had checked into Toyama General at around 2. Three
hours had passed, and Ryo, unfortunately, was being kept overnight, just for
safety's sake.
"You shoulda just ran over the thing. Idiot." Kento muttered, slumping lower in
his chair. "Then we wouldn't be here."
Kento hated hospitals. Despised them. The way they smelled, the way they
looked... even the wallpaper trim of poorly imitated Renaissance-style fruit
made him sick to his stomach.
Strata shot him a look. "You don't have ta' be here, you know."
That hurt Kento more than the arms of the chair, which were currently digging
into his ass like there was no tomorrow. He'd gladly throw up his life in order
to save one of his friends. He'd do it to save all of them... but this was
pushing it.
"Maybe you guys had better leave." The voice from the bed whispered hesitantly.
"I mean.. I'm kinda tired."
The four assembled exchanged bewildered glances. Sage, leaning against the wall,
at the foot of Ryo's bed, nodded knowingly. That was Ryo for you. He didn't like
to make others worry over him. Causing people pain or sorrow was number one on
Ryo Sanada's Top Ten List of Things That He Hated. Number two was beef ramen.
"You sure...?" Rowen asked, putting his book down. He shoved his wire-framed
reading glasses up to his forehead, looking at the prostrate figure on the bed.
Of the other four Ronin Warriors, Rowen Hashiba could say without thinking that
Ryo was his best friend. He loved the guys like brothers, of course, but Ryo..
During the battle with Talpa, a time had come when it had been just he and Ryo
against the Dynasty's minions. A bond was forged then, a bond that transcended
the unbreakable link that was the five Ronin Armors.
"Yeah.. I'm fine, Ro'. I just need a little rest, okay?" Ryo murmured, staring
at the paneled ceiling. "They're letting me out tomorrow, right?"
"First thing." Cye chirped.
"Good."
"I'll say. Kayura and the other Warlords are coming down for a luncheon." Cye
then smiled rather proudly. "Provided by yours truly, of course."
"Great.. you mean I get the job of keeping Lard Butt over here out of the
kitchen?" Sage grumbled, eliciting various grins and snickers from his
companions at Kento's expense. But it was an ages-old gag, and Kento didn't mind
anymore.
Kento instead, threatened with his fist, if only in jest. "Bring it on, Snow
Queen."
Another small fit of laughter erupted, as Sage returned the playful threat with
a glare of his violet eye.
"Well... if we're going, let's get moving. Mia's probably worried sick." Cye
said, prying himself from the snug chair. Mia was at home with Yuli, who had
come over for a sleepover, to see Kayura.
"Yeah.." Kento grunted, having to put more effort into standing. "Gah...
wedgie.." he muttered, scratching unashamedly at his duff. Sage shook his head.
"If you ever had manners, Kento.. I think it'd kill me."
"Yeah.. if I didn't kill you first." Came the retort.
"You two argue like an old married couple." Rowen grinned, standing at Ryo's
bedside. "Well buddy..." He patted Ryo's shoulder lightly. "We'll come to
collect you tomorrow morning."
"Yay."
"Don't sound so enthused, now." Sage grinned, fluffing Ryo's thick hair.
"I can barely contain myself, man." Ryo chuckled. His four friends smiled, and
turned to leave. "Catch ya's later."
Cye and Kento waved, followed by Sage. Rowen, turning to nod and smile his
goodbye, nearly walked into the door.
Ryo rolled with laughter, as Rowen's abrupt stop caused him to loose his book,
his glasses, and most of his composure.
"Watch out for the door, there, Rowen." Ryo bit his lip to keep from laughing,
which caused his aching ribs a good deal of pain.
"Right." Rowen said, bending to pick up his things. "Sleep tight, bud." He
switched off the blinding halogen lights above, before closing the door behind
him.
"Gotcha."
"Ugh... this sucks." He snorted in disgust, drawing the thin sheet up around his
shoulders. An arm slid out, flicking off the bedside light.
The street lights cast a dim glow on everything. Ryo sighed. Great. Rain. It was
7 o'clock... it had been dark for nearly an hour, and the sound of rain
beginning to patter against his window didn't help his mood any.
Ryo narrowed his eyes, trying to remember the event that had landed him in this
great place. Was it a squirrel? *Something* had come infront of his bike, yeah,
that was true... but was it...? Wildfire tried to think. But he was tired. The
whole ordeal was exhausting. "I'll think about it later.." he mumbled. He tried
to roll over as far as he could to his left side. Fortunately for him, all his
problem areas were on the right. It hurt only a moment, but Ryo would never get
any sleep, sprawled flat on his back.
His eyes were heavy, and he couldn't fight it any longer. "Goodnight.." He
yawned to no one in particular, and let sleep take him.