Ichirou Sohma
"I've never been hear before," he finally said, earning a snicker from Ryuu who was a few steps behind them. Kishi turned to glare, causing Ryuu to grin and come closer to poke Kishi's forehead.
"Poor kitty, you'd think I'd stepped on you're tail with the look you're giving me," Ryuu said, trying, and failing, to pout like he was the one hurt. Kishi rolled his eyes and quickened his pace a bit to get away from Ryuu's lack of personal space, but ended up running into Ichirou's back.
"Shit..." he muttered, stumbling back a good few feet.
Ichirou didn't move an inch as Kishi bumped into him. "Aren't cats graceful and stealthy? Come on kid! Let's get ready," he said, leading them into the locker room. "Help yourselves," Ichirou threw his bag on the floor. After grabbing a pair of shorts and a wife beater, he quickly changed. "So who wants to duke it out first?"