"Yo, Ategev! For real! Then he picked this Crusher dude up over his head..." Charles explained.
"Did not," Ategev said.
"No, man, for real," Fred said.
"And just, wham!" Charles exclaimed.
"Wham?" Ategev asked skeptically.
"Total wham!" Charles exclaimed.
"Who was he?" Ategev asked.
"Just this skinny dude in, like, a mask," Charles answered.
Charles and Fred were telling the story of the wrestling match to Ategev and all the jockeys, on the stairs to the second floor. Basically, everyone on the basketball team. Brieanna and Ryu were standing at the corner of the hallway. Ryu was leaning against the wall, and Brieanna was holding her books talking to Ryu about something.
"So listen, the geometry extra credit's going to be take home, you want to do it together or..."
Ryu wasn't listening to Brieanna though. He was staring at the crowd over by the stairs listening to Fred and Charles. He was glad he was getting a reputation even though noone knew it was HIS reputation.
"I was thinking you could do a draft and I could do a draft and we could... Hello? Ryu? Ryu!" Brieanna exclaimed noticing Ryu wasn't listening to her.
"Yeah, what? I'm sorry," Ryu said snapping to attention.
Suddenly, the coach appeared around the corner.
"Son!" the coach barked.
"What did I do now, coach?" Ryu asked jokingly.
"That preformance you laid on us Monday, on the court, can you do it again or was it all lucky stuff?" the coach asked.
"Why?" Ryu asked.
"Why? We're short. And now it looks like you've got the goods and've been holding out on us," the coach said.
Fred who was walking by, apparently finished telling the story about the arena match stepped in the conversation. Ategev, and Charles were with him too.
"No way!" Fred exclaimed.
"Oh, I don't know," Ryu said modestly, seeing that Fred was getting angry over this. A perfect time to make him mad, Ryu thought.
"Show up to practice after school and let's see what ya got," the coach said.
"But I..." Ryu stuttered.
"You're not really thinking of..."
"Come on, coach. Don't do this to me. I'll be as good as gold by...'
"By the end of the season. Sorry, kiddo, that's the game," the coach explained.
"But Son?! Come on!" Fred exclaimed.
A hint of anger flickered in Ryu's eyes. Then he said: "Yeah, I'll be there."
"MAAAAYYNN!" Charles exclaimed shocked at Ryu's decision. Fred shot Ryu a dark look.
The next night, Ryu was on the team, and shootin' hoops.
FUMP! FUMP! FUMP! FUMP! FUMP!
Ryu leaped up into the air. He had a red jersey on that had the number "00" on it.
Videl, Gohan, and Brieanna were in the crowd cheering. Ryu made a slam dunk, and a buzzer rang. It was the end of the game. Home team: 114 points. Visiting team: 26 points. Ryu's entire team lifted him up into the air. The crowd cheered. Ryu looked up at Brieanna and smiled. Brieanna smiled back.
After the game Ryu went to his locker and got his books from his backpack. He sat down on the floor and started reading one. (I know. He's a weird kid.)
Brieanna walked up to him, and Ryu closed his book.
"So, you want to do the geometry thing Monday night or..."
"You want to do it with me?" Ryu asked unbeleivingly.
He couldn't beleive Brieanna was asking HIM of all people. He liked her so much for as long as he could remember, but Brieanna never seemed to show the same feelings for him. He started to feel butterflies in his stomach. Ryu stood up leaning against his locker.
"Well, duh. I only tried to ask you like a billion times and..."
"Oh, crap!" Ryu exclaimed. He just remembred the wrestling match he had to do on Monday.
"Monday... No... No I can't," Ryu said.
"Why?" Brieanna asked glumfully.
"I got a thing," Ryu answered.
He didn't want Breianna to know that HE was the mystery wrestler. He would've been in enough trouble if the announcer found out. It seemed to Ryu that he was also sort of the manager.
"You have a thing?" Brieanna asked sadly looking down at the floor.
"I got a thing," Ryu repeated.
"What? Like a basketball thing?" Brieanna asked.
"No, I..." Ryu stuttered.
"Never mind. Just... Never mind," Brieanna said walking away, very frustrated.
"Brieanna, I... It's big," Ryu said.
But it was too late. Brieanna had already turned a corner and gone out of site.
Next Monday, Ryu was at the arena again, fighting the Crusher in the same dorky outfit.
"Who is the masked surprise attacker? Who is it?! Who is overpowering the invincible Crusher?" the announcer said over the speakerphone.
Ryu and the Crusher were locked in place, each trying to push each other backwards with their sheer strength.
"They said it can't be done! They said it never would be done!" the announcer shouted over the microphone.
Suddenly, Ryu lifted the Crusher up into the air again. This time his chest was resting on Ryu's palms.
"This wasn't in the script! This isn't what I signed on for," the Crusher said.
"Oh, quit your whining!" Ryu exclaimed.
WHAM!
Ryu slammed the Crusher hard onto the arena floor.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! The Crusher is defeated! The Crusher is defeated!" the announcer shouted over the microphone.
The announcer was getting very annoying to Ryu. He seemed to stereotypical of an announcer. Almost like he was trying to hard. The referee stepped in front of Ryu.
"And the referee calls the fight finished! We have a new UCW champion!" the announcer announced.
"What's your name?" the announcer asked Ryu.
"I told you, I don't..."
"We need a name... A stage name..." the announcer said hurriedly.
"Oh! Uh... Uh... The Saiyan. Is that..."
The announcer immeadietly lifted up his arm.
"The Amazing Saiya-boy!" the announcer shouted.
"No! I..."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the Spectacular Saiya-boy!" the announcer shouted even louder.
Ryu smiled darkly under his mask.
After the show was over and everyone left, Crusher and Ryu were waiting in the announcer's office. Soon, the announcer came in with the five hundred dollars and a duffle bag.
"Here you go, 'Saiya-boy.'" the announcer chuckled.
Ryu took the money and counted it up.
"You okay, Crusher?" Ryu asked modestly.
"Yeah, I'm just great," the Crusher said sarcastically, and slowly, glaring at the money Ryu was counting.
"Not too rough on ya?" Ryu asked trying to get a rise out of the Crusher.
"Don't push it," the Crusher snapped.
"Listen, hot shot, I need a number where I can call you," the announcer said.
"Sorry. Can't do to it," Ryu replied simply.
"Oy! So you're going to be a huge pain in my butt?" the announcer asked obviously getting tired of Ryu.
"Sure, why not?" Ryu asked bratilly.
"Listen, this anonymous stuff is for the birds, my friend," the announcer said sternly pointing at Ryu.
"Way it's gotta be," Ryu repeated.
"If it gets back to me that you're being paid under teh table from me..."
"You gonna fire me? Don't worry about it," Ryu said carelessly.
"All right, smarty guy. Try to find your way back here Friday night. But next time, wear this. I had it made for you special," the announce said with a dark smile on his face, holding out the duffle bag he had.
Ryu took the duffle bag and looked inside it it.
"Why?" Ryu asked looking up.
"'Cause no offense, kid, with the get-up ya got... ...you kind of look like a dork, the announcer answered.
"They just left it under the door again?" Videl asked.
"They just left it under the door," Ryu replied.
"Is Ryu home?" Videl asked.
"I don't..."
"Ryu, are you in the house?" Videl shouted
"No, I'm not," Ryu shouted back.
"Okay," Videl shouted.
"I'll be down in a minute," Ryu shouted.
Ryu was trying on his new costume. It was a red helmet with a battle shield made out of fiber glass covering his eyes. There were black tights too covering him from head to toe showing his muscles. He wore white gloves, and red and yellow boots. Like a saiyan's battle boots. Finally there was a red cape attached to the shoulder of his tights.
"I'm thinkin' some red armor right there, and we're in buisness," Ryu said putting a hand on his chest.
Thanx for reading
Sephistrife15
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