Street Fighter Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Close CAPtion ❯ Chapter 1

 

CAPtion: chapter 1

 

Summary: Sakura and Makoto meet in this chapter… in a river. Nothing spectacular here but next chapter will be more lively, promise. Later Makoto ends up spending the night with Sakura, Hinata and Ran. That's about it.

 

Legend:

“Thoughts”

“Speech”

[Author's direct speech or narration]

Particular object with special name or meaning (might be a real person, place or thing).

 

Disclaimer: I don't own CAPCOM dammit. I'm a freak …and a weirdo …and a psycho, but I'm not a plagiarist.

 

That was a milestone she left behind on that stage that day. In that split second she dodged a possibly fatal blow and countered with her own spectacular super art. It wouldn't stop playing, over and over in her head her imagination replayed the award-winning; show-stopping move she had used. It was no big deal really. Just a super-jump into the air. In a flash tiny particles of light gathered around her extended left foot; her chi-powered dive-kick struck her opponent in the head. Upon touching ground she struck him two or more [I don't remember correctly] lightning-fast punches then crouching part-way with her legs spread and with a powerful roar shooting her left fist straight up she hit her enemy harder than she ever did before; knocking him out and sending him skyward. The deafening—bellowing sound of her fist meeting with his abs echoed throughout the arena. His body flew straight up and smashed into several of the stadium lights that hung from the ceiling. She idly stepped back and watched as the adolescent man's body crashed into the ground followed by shards of glass, several falling sparks and one of the lights themselves. It smashed in beside him…

 

Since then Makoto's been walking through town with this huge gold-studded black championship belt draped over her right shoulder and going around her left side. The belt was way too big for her to “wear” so she figured to just do that. Despite her pure GLEE that she won a tournament Makoto didn't show it. She traipsed through town with a sour look on her face. Her victory that was broadcast on national television suddenly and without warning seemed meaningless. “I have seen other street fighters like me take on bigger guys than him with ease! Yet I struggled with this wimp. Aargh! Pathetic!” she rambled not caring what the people (staring at her and passing by) thought. Moments later she remembered a girl she had seen in the tournament, not as a participant but as a spectator. A teen just like her but had enough of a reputation already that Makoto could pick up on. She heard that the other girl lived nearby, thus Makoto hustled to make her way to none other than the hometown—the house of Sakura Kasugano. That was a long run, seriously.

 

By the time Makoto had entered Sakura's town the sun had nearly gone down. All but a small orange and pink area of the sky had gotten black and the evening draft was starting to kick. Her baggy-as-hell Gi hardly helped at all to protect her body from the cold but discipline stopped her from complaining. Makoto groaned as time and the belt's weight was starting to get to her. She walked off to find the nearest savannah or park and purposely lost herself in it. [Perverts and robbers finding you while you sleep at night doesn't sound all that wonderful, does it?] The next morning Makoto awoke to famine and a powerful odor. She moaned and slowly arose from the grass. The surrounding trees were the first thing(s) she looked to for supplement. Fortunately some of them indeed bore fruits ripe for the picking. Some inedible for special reason, some didn't look all that appetizing. Alas, Makoto jumped high at the nearest tree and plucked an Avocado from its branch. Landing gracefully then rolling into the shade of the tree Makoto's stomach already felt at ease for she was about to consume a delicious, ripe Avocado.

 

…After she ate the whole fruit she couldn't help but lie back and doze off as digestion became her primary and only working bodily function. Some hours later she awoke to the sounds of karate training and the stink from before. “Ewwww! Crap, I need to bathe!” she threw that thought aside as around the lake before her there were students and teachers alike from varying local schools training if not discussing some topic. Upon remembering last night Makoto had seen another [hopefully secluded] lake elsewhere in the park so she had gotten up and was intent on finding it when Batsu called her “Hey you! With the yellow neck-band! Come here!” Makoto idly walked down to Batsu who appeared a few inches taller than her then asked “Hey, good morning, what did you call me for?” Batsu replied “I saw you there with your white gi and yellow neckband, not to mention that championship belt. I figured you had to be a very tough fighter so I wanted to call you over and see what you can do for myself.” Makoto raised an eyebrow and slowly replied “Sure?” “But I'm not in the mood for battle; I have more important things on my mind right now. I must leave,” she stated with some anxiety as she was in fact getting anxious to get away. After all, no girl likes to raise a stink and let it stay. She stepped back as she spoke until she just turned around and walked away stating “Later, if you're still here… What's your name, by the way?” He calmly replied “Batsu. And yours?” she replied “Makoto, and it was nice meeting you. Sorry, gotta run.” She walked briskly and disappeared through the trees. Batsu stood in bewilderment… until Syoma yelled across the area challenging him to spar. Batsu happily accepted.

 

For 2 hours at least, Makoto sat in a river that was nearly stagnant. She was thankful that the river was remotely warm because otherwise her bath would be partially …wasted time. She slowly and absently rubbed her hands around her body wiping away the stench of 2 days fighting and running & relieving the tension on her sore muscles and numb skin. Sometimes she amazed herself at how good she was when her arms rubbed over one another in the stream or how seldom she tickled herself when she worked on her legs. Her self-induced fantasy was interrupted when she heard a sneeze upstream. Upon looking, Makoto saw someone else bathing in the river; she was a good way from that person: all Makoto could make heads or tails of was the hair: brown, wild and short like hers [her hair was black actually but more or less the same]. The now intrigued fighter got up slightly [so not too much below the neck was exposed], grabbed her clothes and belt and proceeded to “walk” hunched/half-crouched toward the sneezing person. Upon closing the now short distance between them Makoto saw the person's face pelt back then fall forward as the other person released a powerful; probably damaging sneeze. From the sneeze Makoto could tell the person was a young girl. She spoke “Hey, hi there, I heard you sneezing so I wanted to come over thinking I may be of some help. Is there any way I can?” to which the person looked at her and replied despite the sniffles and a mild sore-throat “yes there is, you got Panadol?” she laughed lightly but then began choking and coughing and finally lied back against the river bank and groaned. Makoto couldn't believe her eyes! This other girl's face was pink, she coughed hard and choked to speak yet she could just relax like that. The brunette sneezed 3 times again; each one harder than the previous then she gagged for around 10 seconds.

 

They absently gazed at each other… time flew past them unchecked and before long a voice could be heard calling out to one of them “Sakura!” “Sakura! Where are you?!” Makoto's eyes grew wide “You're Sakura! Wow, nice to meet you! …I think?” Sakura gladly replied “Yea it's me, is there something I have or know that you want?” Sakura sweatdropped as she realized Makoto just sat there with her mouth hanging and stars in her eyes. Sakura asked Makoto to turn around so she could get up and dress. Makoto hesitantly snapped from her daze and turned around. Sakura smiled and lifted her naked body from the water. She reached for her clothes… …then she told Makoto she could turn back around. Once again Makoto was amazed. Seeing Sakura in person and in her school uniform [she made her reputation in her school clothes, go figure] was eye-candy. Then Sakura jumped the narrow river and ran through the trees to find her friends. Makoto figured she should put back on her clothes too. After all she sought Sakura in hopes of learning new moves & secrets or just to be able to say “I met and got to know a rising legend,” so she got out of the river, dressed and walked through the trees in search of Sakura. Not to mention her skin was wrinkling pretty badly from the time spent in the water. It was late afternoon by the time Makoto found Sakura again; who had left the park along with everyone else. - She followed the school girl all the way to her house and she wasn't alone. Her closest friends Ran and Hinata wanted to lime and sleep over with Sakura despite her current state of health. A half-hour later the three were sitting on the couch eating soy sandwiches and watching TV. Far be it for me to say just what they're watching but it was very entertaining. Maybe a little too entertaining. The three were starting to crack grins as the show progressed. When they grinned at each other something shocking happened; that was when they broke out the sake and were about to toast [mature young girls, yes?] when someone came ah-knocking on the door. Ran changed the channel as Hinata arose to answer it. Minutes later Ran and Sakura became worried as to Hinata's absence. They got up and walked into the kitchen where they saw Hinata and Makoto talking. Sakura didn't remember and Ran had yet to know Makoto so they were stumped on sight of the boyish-looking, teenaged, imitation Ryu Hoshi! Envy started bubbling inside of Sakura. “Hey there, good night and welcome to the Kasugano residence. What's your name?” she stated sheepishly trying to hide and remove her envy. “I'm Makoto, remember, we met in the river and you were suffering that tremendous head-cold,” she replied with a smile. Sakura blushed and replied “Oh yea, that. Sorry Makoto,” she stated shyly but raised her eyebrow as Makoto asked “Hey Sakura, do you mind if I borrow your shower? River-baths ain't really much when you don't have soap you know,” to which Sakura responded “no, not at all, go ahead.”

 

Moments after Makoto left Sakura caught on to the lazy eyes Ran and Hinata were giving her. She looked at Hinata first then Ran who after a second or two popped out a camera and took a picture of Sakura returning the lazy eye. Sakura then gave her the opposite lazy eye because Ran didn't turn off the flash, therefore her first eye now stung a good bit. Hinata asked like an angered mom “Sakura? What were you and Makoto up to in that river?” Sakura responded “Hinata, you don't have to be that much like a mother to me, we just met in the river. Apparently she heard me sneezing and came over. Makoto did say she wanted to help me through my illness,” Hinata smirked as she asked after that “Oh yeah, then why is your face pink again?” Sakura replied by her face turning red. That was when Ran decided to speak “okay you too, you're both starting to get weird on me again. I'll be upstairs if you need anything and I don't mean with THAT.” With a slowly growing fear for herself Ran… ran… as fast as she could out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Upon entering Sakura's room she flopped on the bed and whipped out a new-age palm-TV/radio from her side pocket. She flipped open the cover and tuned in to a favorite radio station then let herself fall face down into the mattress. A Linkin Park song started playing P5hng Me A*wy a remix from their Reanimation CD. [I really like this song.] As the song went through; Ran started thinking about broken & past relationships she had, weird and perplexing things and people she had encountered, as well as what was going on around her now. Having two trigger-happy bisexual friends was all she could take at the moment. The new girl started invading her thoughts. Questions arose in her mind now, all centered around Makoto; her origins, her intentions, her nature, her abilities and her sexuality? God forbid they become best of friends with her and she turns out to be a spontaneous bi like Sakura and Hinata or even a flat-out lez! Ran shuddered in the sheets at this speculation. Another thought hit her “I nearly thought Makoto was a boy. She looks sexy for a boy but urghhhh what am I thinking?!”

 

Makoto stepped out of the shower feeling as fresh as can be for the first time in 5 months? Makoto stretched and shivered for 5 seconds straight as her nude, partially dry form stood vulnerable to the cold air in the house. From her toes up her sleek, tone legs; past her hips which were getting their curves at a nice pace; her toned, tight stomach; over her breasts which were filling nicely as well; to her youthful face then down her back and around her petite behind and down the back of her legs. She felt goosebumps all over and it was a relatively good feeling for her. Her arms had goosebumps too but weren't as sensitive as the rest of her body. Makoto sneered at her dirty gi and headband. No way was she going back in that NOW. “I suddenly wish I had a duffel bag to carry around my clothes and stuff in. What'll I wear while my gi's washed and dried??? And what am I supposed to do with that giant belt too?” Makoto tied the bath-towel around her and hesitantly wandered the house looking for Ran or the others to ask for clothes. [Believe me when I say it's quite difficult to picture Makoto wearing any of the other girls' trademark clothes.] She went downstairs first, not knowing that Ran was the closest person to her [in a nearby bedroom]. Upon entering the living room she saw a sight that struck fear into her harder than any hit she had received yet in a fight…

 

To be continued… Reviews, anyone? I'm fresh and feeding the flame at midday with malicious intent. Inspire me.