Street Fighter Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Close CAPtion ❯ Chapter 3

 

CAPtion: chapter 3

 

Summary: This is basically the part where it cools down and a few weird things happen. One of which being a pointless drama scene!

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.

 

 

The girls' [somewhat] durable bodies carried them as fast as they could for 5 blocks straight before the adrenaline surges within them began to die down. They found themselves struggling to slow down without severely burning out and falling over in agony. Makoto found herself leaning back against the wall of a coffee shop with her hands pressed against her legs and panting like she was almost suffocated. Makoto dropped to her knees and began starving for fluids. She looked up behind her and saw the coffee shop's huge logo imprinted on the glass wall of the building. A smiled crossed her face for a few moments although hidden by the panting and dry-mouth. She slowly got up and walked around to find the front door so she could enter. Upon doing so she noted the number of customers to the shop just sitting and talking, or drinking coffee together in their group(s). She headed toward the ladies' room but before she could step in a clerk interrupted her. The man appeared behind her and asked “Where are you going?” Makoto answered “inside,” to which he replied “You have to be a customer to use the washrooms… sir? Ma'am?” Makoto answered “I'm a girl, and I just want some water. I won't take long.” The man coldly stated “Sorry girl, but you have to order something if you wish to use the washroom. It's bad for business to just let strangers walk in and out just to pee or drink from the tap.” He then raised an eyebrow… “Wouldn't you rather order a medium sparkling mineral water over drinking from the pipe there? Huh?” Makoto smiled at the idea …then she realized she was devoid of loot. She wearily replied “But I have no money…” the clerk then stated “Well in that case you should leave, and return when you can order something. Again, it's bad for business to let strangers walk in and out just to use the washroom.”

 

At the front door… Makoto stood there with disgust on her face. Instead of starting drama the young street fighter calmly exited the building. She stayed there for a half-minute then walked away… hopefully the path she took would lead her to Sakura's house. Hopefully… but it's not like she REALLY had anywhere to go. For Sakura however, she sat on her knees before a white-painted building panting and wetting her tongue to fight off the dryness that overwhelmed her as well.

 

Later… Ran, Natsu and Syoma were walking the streets together. School was over early today and they just happened to bounce up near a news stand. They were passing a small open field near a junction when Syoma got a seemingly cool idea. Enthusiastically he turned around at the two ladies and exclaimed “Hey, I just thought of something awesome! Let me try it out, I'm sure you'll like it!” he reached back and pulled off his bat, then he reached into his bag (I'll give him one if he doesn't have already) and pulled out a single baseball. He held the ball over the bat then he simultaneously released the ball and motioned the bat upward to hit it. Before he knew it he was practically juggling the ball with the bat. Ran and Natsu had to hand it to him; his creativity didn't kick in much but right now it did. Appreciatively, Natsu and Ran clapped softly for his small but unique feat. When Syoma realized they were clapping for him he lost his focus and smiled sheepishly at them, the ball getting missed and bouncing onto the pavement. His face twisted in light agony as the ball, ironically, hit his foot before the ground and the ball was rather heavy. Natsu chuckled at the boy before her obviously now trying to hide the pain and look masculine. He was always a hard-head yet unfortunately the same couldn't be said for his foot at the moment. Ran mockingly said “Oh Natsu, don't be so at the boy, he's just trying to impress us with a pretty neat trick.” She smirked at Syoma “…and you succeeded. It ain't camera-worthy but it's pretty okay. Come on, let's move -I'm getting hungry.” Syoma, for a second, was filled with glee, then he remembered his ball and howled running after it. He had no other base balls on him than that one at the moment. Natsu watched him run and rolled her eyes. “By the time he gets that ball I'll be hungry too.”

 

Minutes later… Syoma finally caught hold of the stray baseball and dusted it around in his palms before returning it to his bag. He yelped as he saw the two girls walking away and leaving him. He fearfully shouted “Wait! Come back! Don't leave me!” and frantically hustled, running in their direction. They were almost two blocks away and walking fast. They were eager to get to the nearest restaurant. The two ladies were trying to strike a good conversation and they had pretty good luck coming up with things to talk about, taking their minds off hunger. Syoma was about to catch up to them when they looked across and crossed the next street. Syoma stopped as a speeding car almost hit him right off the edge of the pavement… Natsu and Ran had vanished! Syoma scratched his head through his red cap and pondered how they did that. “Oh come on, that doesn't make sense! That vanishing thing only happens in cartoons, not real life!”

 

To be continued…