When lunch was over, Alan got up and went to his locker. Grabbing his books, he went to class. There was not much going on, but aside from the fighting, it did seem to be a good school academically. Anything was better than his first year at St. Joseph's, where he was under 24/7 watch by federal agents.

Maya waited on the roof of the school, which Alan had recently taken to using as a training ground. She was clad only in a purple towel, which made the wind a bit chilly. Boy, would he be surprised. It was ironic. The Natsume family promise to girls that she had always found so annoying was now going to help her free the school. She giggled, waiting for Alan to show up.

Once Nagi headed out of his house, and once his door was locked. He'd walk down the stairs, and start going toward the school. Nagi wanted to get better feel of this school, and looking around is the first thing that was on his mind. He was afew feet away. He'd looked around, as the night made the school alittle bite more creep atnight. But Nagi still wanted to check this school out alittle.

Nagi got to the front gate of the school grounds, and looked around. He wanted to get abetter look of the whole place, but better place was on top of the roof of the school. Only problem was he needed to check to see if there was any ladders around. Nagi just walked around on the ground for now.
"Damn there should be a ladder her somewhere." Nagi said placing a hand behind his head. He looked on the side of the building, finelly he found the ladder. "Huh, this is weird, it looks like this ladder was already placed her, and left." All he could do was shrug, and grab ahold of the ladder. Nagi placed one foot on the ladder, and started to work him self up it.
Nagi stop almost at the top, checking looking around, but only saw alittle. So he made his way up alittle more. He placed his hand on the edge, and pulled his self up ontop of the roof.
"Wow this school looks great, I can even see my appartment from her. I wonder if someone uses this as a trainning ground, or aplace to hid." He grinned, walking toward the rightside of the roof. He'd look down.

Class ended, and Alan made his way to the roof. He was intending to do a final training session before he went to find a place to sleep. Before he was going to train, he felt a presence.
"Show yourself!" he shouted as he assumed a fighting stance.
Maya giggled and came forth.
"Come on, now. Is that any way to treat a lady?"

Alan's eyebrows shot up when he saw Maya in a towel.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Why are you wearing that...?"
Maya gave him a seductive look.
"Do you know anything about the Natsume family?"

Alan chuckled.
"I'm not so up on my Japanese history. What, was there a famous Natsume family warrior who slew 100 opponents with just a sword while wearing a towel?"
Maya chuckled.
"That would make for interesting history, but no."
She loosened the towel a bit, revealing cleavage.

"Every Natsume girl must abide by one rule. The first man to see her naked must marry her."
Alan turned away.
"Uh, no thanks. I'm in love with someone else."
"Then you must do what I say. Otherwise..."

"Okay, okay. Just keep the towel on."
"You must join the Jyuukenbu Club."
"Oh, come on. You know I work alone."
Maya ran at him.

"No! Stay back!"
It was a humorous scene as Maya chased Alan across the roof, threatening to drop the towel.
Alan turned and grabbed the towel.
"You know what?"
He turned around.

"Fine, I'll join your club. Just don't hit me that forced marriage stuff."
Forgetting herself, Maya hugged him, an the towel slipped off.
"Uh..."
Alan saw nothing but her curvaceous butt, so he turned away and tied the towel back around her.
"You've got what you wanted."

"Well...Not exactly. But, that's plenty for today."
Maya began walking off, but turned to Alan.
"Could you do me a favor?"
"You're not going to drop the towel if I say 'no', are you?"
She gave him a look.

"I'm serious."
"All right. What is it?"
"Ken McFly wants to join the club, but isn't strong enough. Could you help him?"
"Yeah. I'll give him some assistance."

Maya blew him a kiss and disappeared down the stairs. Alan rubbed his head.
"I never thought I'd be trying to keep a hot girl from taking a towel off. This school is major whacked, man."
He went over to the training ground. He then generated flame clones.

"Clones! Full contact!"
They assumed stances. Alan assumed his own and began training with them.

Ken had finished training with his New Secret Move, but had to practice another technique of his.

He huffed: The power of this move had to be increased. He wondered when Maya would check on him, and realize his strength had gone up from what it had used to be.

Nagi was standing on the far right side all the way down leaning to check to see how far the ground was. The ground was pretty damn far, but that didn't really bother Nagi much. He turned around to seen a scene, then he ducted to stay low. "What the hell? This American is on the roof, maybe thats why the ladder was nice to the roof top."

Nagi just waitted alittle alonger befor the American ended his Sparring practice.. "Hmm I wondering what would happen if he saw me."

Alan finished his practice.
"Ah, now to call it a night."
He was walking to the edge when he saw Nagi.
"I guess my training area isn't as private as I thought. Any particular reason you're hiding behind a heating duct?"
He knew this was the same punk he'd tossed out the window, but wasn't going to hold a grudge.

Nagi stood up from behind the heating duct still looking toward the American. "Nice trick, Ahh. This is awkward. Well sense we are having this Conversation. To tell you the truth, I was looking to take alook around, So I climbed up the ladder over there" Nagi placed his hand behind his head, and pointed toward the ladder at the southside of the schools build.

He'd move to the side of the duct still looking at the american. "Well what are you going to do to me sense i've found this spot mister American." Nagi looked over to Alan.

While Nagi did his spiel, Alan just crossed his arms. He had hoped to keep his pyromancy a secret, but obviously, that hadn't happened. He chuckled.
"Could you please not call me 'Mr. American'. You make me sound like I just sprouted a second head."
He turned and walked a little bit.

"The name's Alan Arnan."
He asked what he was going to do about his spot being found.
"What, you think I didn't expect this place to be found? It's the roof of the freakin' school."
He went over to the roof.
"I'm not going to do anything to you."

"The only thing I'm going to do is get some shut-eye. Freakin' Maya's got me running around doing favors for her. But, I was always a sucker for a hot lady. Can't say I'm that mad about it. Later."
Alan jumped off the roof and flew off toward a building.

Alan flew until he found a derelict building not being used anymore. He went in and found an elevator. After welding the door shut, he laid down. It wasn't long before he was asleep.

Nagi looked, and turned walked over to the ladder. Nagi slide down the ladder, once down, he'd walk over to the Jyuuken club. Nagi placed a hand out knocking on the wooden part of the slidding door. "Hey Maya you there?" He'd say in a loug voice..

Nagi didn't think, but he just waitted to see if she'd even answer him.

Maya had just finished changing when Nagi knocked on her door. She opened it.
"Hello, Nagi. Is there anything you wanted?"
She was pleased to see that Souichiro Nagi and Bob Makihara were now strong enough to join the club. The club had just gained three powerful members, and with Ken's entry, it would be complete.

After School: Aiki-Chan's 1st Practice at their dojo.

A dojo stood noticeably behind Toudou Academy, filled with a beautiful flower bed in different sections: Pink roses (the flowers of confidence), daffodils (the flowers of respect), narcissus flowers (the flowers of self-esteem), white poppies (the flowers of rejoice), and Edelweisses (the flower of courage/power). Inside the dojo were many young women in gi uniforms; some in aikidogi uniforms. All of which were kneeling down on the tatami mats. One, however, was standing up, courageous and revolutionary.

“My fellow freshmen, underclassmen, or should I say women. Welcome to the Aiki-Chan Club, where we don't just focus on self-defense. We focus on womanhood, defending ourselves, relying on your own, surviving on our own. You don't need a hero, you are the hero! You can scare those pigs away!”

Many of the freshmen girls rallied at Megumi's introduction, which she felt really serious about, as she was one of the defenseless women; not able to carry a strong spine, or a spine at all. She still is till this day, but more experienced in her fighting style than before.

Their training was interrupted, however, by a miraculous entrance of men dressed in red and white punk clothing, rushing through the wooden doors. The freshman women had stepped back, while some of the upper class group, even Megumi, stood up front, preparing themselves to fight. Megumi could smell the scent of foul trash sneaking up her nose.

It was the Calvary, a motorcycle club known for street fighting and stolen motorcycles. Like a wide majority, the Calvary had a motive of invading every club they felt was under their level. They first had a hit on the chess club, aware that the chess club wasn't the type to fight back. Then they just decided to work their way up. Next is the Aiki-Chan Club, not giving a damn about how feminine the club members may be. One man stepped up in front, representing the Calvary. His name was Poker. He wasn't their leader, but he sure knew how to imitate like one. Hence the name “Poker”, because he's able to bluff many with his acting, but when it came to his gang, he was quite the aggressor.

“Who's the leader around here?”, he questioned loudly enough for everyone to hear.

Megumi, at the moment, was in charge, so she had to stand up for her team. She took one step forward, making her presence noticeable to the rest of the guys. Bravery was Megumi's middle name.

“What's it to you, monkey?”, she hissed back at him.

“Monkey?!”, he repeated with his face beginning to express anger, but this was a girl. The minute he slaps her, she would go running off.

The height difference between Poker and Megumi was clearly obvious. Athletic or not, Megumi felt as though she could take him.

“And you must be deaf, too.”, Megumi stated. She lifted the balls of her toes upward to give herself some height compared to the man, recalling what she last said to him. “Repeat after me.”

“MOOOOONNNN.........”, Megumi shouted. Poker was beginning to reach his peak of anger. His fists were beginning to curl into the size of baseballs, waiting for the last syllable to come out of her mouth.
“KEEEEYYYYYY!!!!!!!!”

That's when Poker quickly rounded up his left arm to release a powerful hook to Megumi's right eye. Many were in shock as to what Poker just did. He just hit a girl, a freshman girl at that. Poker was 2 years older than her. Some of the girls ran up to help Megumi up.

Megumi was furious at the sucker punch he just connected. She started yelling out threats, kicking her legs, so she could slip her way out from the girls and charge towards the red-clothed bastard.

At that moment, some girls proceeded to charge towards Poker, and strike their jo weapons towards Poker. Poker, however, wanted to test out his strength, and towards a bunch of girls would have been a small step at demonstrating them, but he had a strong dislike for girls, especially those who felt as though they could fight against him.

“Hmmm, five girls huh?”, he said to himself. As they approached him, He took one step backwards, before releasing a wide jump kick, releasing a strong wind discharge, pushing the girls away like a tornado. Two girls landed on the mat, while the other three landed on a group of the other girls.

“You like my technique?”, Poker said with a wicked grin, “I call it the Royal Flush, being able to flush people down like the shit they are.”

Furious at the coward's way to get attention, many girls charged at Poker like bulls. That was when the rest of the Calvary ran from behind Poker, making their “turn” noticeable as well. Other students were surrounding the dojo, spectating the fight that was going to happen. The Calvary and the Aiki-Chan Club were going to cause a riot, until a shout was heard.

“Stop this instant!”

The upcoming battle was silenced at the sound of a “commanded alarm”. Who was responsible for this yell? Everyone took a glance behind the girls. A set of doors had shifted sideways, revealing three other Aiki-Chan members, taller than the rest of the girls. They stood near the door like bodyguards.

Another figure dressed in an aikidoji uniform emerged from behind the tall girls, shorter than the three. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, wielding a wooden jo stick just like the other girls. The aura in the room rapidly altered from blazing hostility to cool serenity. The Aiki-Chan girls all retreated towards the walls in two straight lines with a clear path, kneeling down to the ground to bow to the tranquil girl.

“You must be the leader!”, Poker shouted out from the crowd.

“That's correct.”, the girl responded. It was the Aiki-Chan leader.......

Umeko

Ken was walking by, when he overheard- A Dojo behind the school?...

After sweatdropping, the Assassination Artist was headed inside to watch the training. He had walked in on what appeared to be a ritual sacrifice to the Ashura that brought Aikido down to earth. Huh. No Matter! this was getting good! XD

Ken noticed the one that seemed to lead this Dojo, taking in the features of her outfit, and the sharp, focused look on her face. Her skills in combat were probably above that of anyone here.

Ken huffed at Poker. This cocky shit would get their ass handed.

"I've come to see the grace and skill of Aikido, The Art that cares little for brute strength and such, much like various styles of Kung Fu. But Instead, I see a piece of trash disgracing a Dojo. And No less, attacking one of us Underclassmen..."

He Turned his head a little to Umeko.

"This thug has sealed his own fate. I'd like to see what the Leader of This Club can do..." He stated, bowing. Ken moved over to the side. "I Think everyone should sit down and watch. Appreciate the show."

(His voice is a mix of these two:)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vQHL05iT8w (Blonde haired guy.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvLHADC7yUc (Guy in Blue)

Nagi looked at her. "You don't mind if I come in." He said, looking at Maya. "I was wondering if,We'd be able to join the Jyunken club?" He'd ask.

Maya looked at Nagi.
"You and Bob have become significantly stronger. You both are now eligible to join the Juken Club. However..."
She turned to him.
"You two tried to join alongside Ken McFly. So, until he is also strong enough to get in, none of you are getting in."

She smiled.
"Not to worry, though. I have a strong warrior all set to train Ken."
She left the room.
"Good night, Nagi."
She bowed to him and walked away.

Taka sat back in his chair, brooding the defeat of his men. To defeat the entire Executive Council meant that Alan was even stronger than he had anticipated. Worse, he was now entangled in the Juken Club thanks to Maya's dirty tactics. He would need help. He would need raw power to convince Alan. He would need...the Pro Wrestling Club.

Getting up, he went to the room where the Pro Wrestling Club met. There was a roped ring in there, as well as a locker room for changing. The only one still there at this hour was Grim Lock, the President of the Club, and an NCAA champion wrestler. Grim smiled when he saw him.
"Hey, boss. How's tricks?"

Taka sat down.
"I have a task for you."
"Lay it on me."
"There is a new student at this school who I would like to recruit into the school. This is him."
He showed a picture of Alan to him.

"This scrawny wimp? How could he be of any use to you?"
"He defeated the entire Council."
"Whoa! If he's that strong, I might not be able to help."
Taka snapped his head in his direction.

"The Pro Wrestling Club is one of the strongest clubs in the school. You have a reputation to live up to. Or are you scared of this "wimp"?"
Grim shook his head.
"No way. May boys and I will get him to...see the light."

"Be sure that you do. Failure is not an option."
He glared at him until the big man nearly wet himself. He then got up and left the room.

Alan slept peacefully in the elevator shaft. His dreams, however, were anything but. He dreamed of the murder of his family, fire, blood, death, insanity, and betrayal. The dark threads that weighed heavily upon his soul were not buffeted by the ties of friendship or love. He had lost those things long ago. There was nothing left for him. With those losses, he had lost his soul.

Nagi looked towards her as she left the room. "God shes beautiful" He'd say in a low voice leaving, then heading back to his house. He go staight to his bed, and sleep till sun up.

After School (Aiki-Chan Club 1st Training at Aiki-Chan Club Dojo)

Umeko had arrived back from her family call to see the dojo cluttered with students. While the Aiki-Chan girls bowed to the instructor, the men from the Calvary just stood there staring at Umeko. Poker stood with his eyes flared, ready for his challenge against the leader.

Umeko examined the area, noticing a slightly wounded Megumi, before speaking out.

“You should all learn to take off your shoes before entering a dojo.”, Umeko noted to the men. “Your mothers ever taught you all common courtesy?”

Umeko's bite caused Poker to have an even ruder face than before. He proceeded to stomp on the mat, smearing his dirty shoes on the pavement, ending with in inhale, gathering up all of his saliva, and spitting it all out on the mat.

Umeko's eyes glared directly at the brown spit on the mat, and the person whose DNA came from the spit. She was not surprised at how disgraceful Poker could be.

“I assume you are here for a challenge.”, Umeko questioned.

Poker cracking his knuckles meant an evident “yes” answer.

“Aoi”, Umeko whispered.

One of the taller Aiki-Chan girls took a step forward, named Aoi. The 10h grade indigo short-haired woman wanted to challenge Poker, as people like him sickened her. She was more skilled than Megumi, which was why she was chosen as one of the guards for the girls.

Poker, however, ordered another member of the Calvary, even though Poker wasn't the leader. Poker only wanted to challenge Umeko, and not anyone else.

One man proceeded to step forward, walking beside Poker. This student, named Blood, had the same figure as Poker, but his facial features were completely the opposite as Poker. Instead of someone with a “clown” face, as some would taunt Poker of containing, Blood's skin was tanned, yet rugged.

Blood chuckled at the opponent in front of him; Aoi, whose athletic shape was nowhere close to Blood's, but Aoi's height was an inch superior.

Aoi and Blood went to their initial stances. Aoi holding a jo stick, while Blood also held a staff.

Upcoming Match: Aoi Vs. Blood

After his talk with the Pro Wrestling Club, Taka went to investigate other affairs. The motorcycle club, The Calvary, had been causing trouble with some of the weaker clubs. The Chess Club was now petitioning his office for medical bills and property damage totaling 12,000 Yen. This was completely unacceptable, as that was all money coming out of his pocket. In addition, all clubs under the rule of the Executive Council, which meant all clubs except the Juken, were to coexist in peace. He would have to have a talk with the leader of the Calvary.

He traveled across school grounds to the home of The Calvary, a garage just down the road from Todou High. Most of the bikers were strangely absent, but some of the more high-ranking members were around.
"I need to see Blackjack."
One of them jerked a thumb in the direction of the garage.
"He's in there, boss. He's not in the best of moods, though."

"Well, neither am I."
He opened the door and kicked open the door of Blackjack. He scrambled to his feet.
"Hey, who the hell are---ah!"
"Would you like to rephrase that?" Taka asked as he cracked his knuckles.
"Boss! I didn't know you were coming. I would have--"

"Save it! You violated our agreement, Black."
"How?"
"How? How?! You attacked the Chess Club, that's how!"

"Oh, come on. Those nerds were asking for it."
"They were under the protection of the Executive Council! Affiliate clubs do not attack each other! Where are your men?!"
Black hesitated.

"Spit it out!"
"They're, uh...attacking the Aiki-Chan Club."
Taka glared at him.
"That's it! From this day forward, The Calvary is disbanded and no longer recognized as a Todou High School club."
Black glared at him.

"Now, hold on, boss. You can't just disband us like that."
"The hell I can't. I gave you the funding and permission to start the club and you treat me like this? I can wipe your club off the face of the Earth if I want to."
Black glared at him.

"That ain't how it's going to be, Boss. I just got new supplies from the Chess Club, and once we've trashed the Aiki-Chan, we'll have enough resources to wage war on the Executive Council."
"You...So you planned to betray me all along?"
"Well, duh! I want to be in charge of this school. With your boys getting worked over by the new kid, it should be a piece of cake."

Taka was furious.
"You traitor! I challenge you to combat!"
"Gladly!"
Black vaulted over the desk and prepared to fight. He had forgotten that he was severely out of his league. This would be the worst three minutes of Blackjack's life.

Upcoming Match: President of the Execuive Council: Mitsuomi Takayanagi vs. President of The Calvary: Blackjack.

After School (Aiki-Chan Girls vs. Calvary Part 1: Aoi Suzuki vs. Akira “Blood” Yoshimoto)

Aoi and Blood prepared to battle each other, armed with their staffs. Same type of weapon, yet varied in styles and length of their staffs. Even though they didn't know each other, they were portrayed as enemies by default.

Aoi was thinking about what her instructor said to her in earlier practices.

“Usually someone with ill will is impatient enough for a fight, that they take the first step.”

Blood took a kick step before swinging his staff horizontally, strong enough so Aoi wouldn't be able to block his attack, and so the air could be manipulated to push Aoi further than normal.

Preparing for the strong winds of Blood's baseball swing with his weapon, Aoi hopped backwards, letting the wind push her body backwards, but mild enough to land on her feet. She noticed a vulnerable spot on his waist as the swing caused his back to turn towards Aoi, giving her the chance to charge towards him and poke his side with hard force, contorting his body backwards.

“Gaeshi Tsuki Technique.”, Umeko said to herself ,“One of the most basic Aiki-jo techniques.”

A little intimidated by Aoi's easy strike, Blood proceeded to go more forward with his variety of attacks, circling his staff directly at Aoi, but Aoi guarded some with her staff. However, his attacks were so ranged and potent, because of his structure, Aoi was having a difficulty defending herself, as she was taking steps back along the way.

Umeko, analyzing the match, more so Aoi's technique, knew that Aoi was struggling a little with any chances of offense, because Blood was releasing such ruthless turns. Aoi was steadily searching for points on his body that were exposed by his every move, and plenty of them came from his stomach. During one of his attacks, she quickly released another thrust to his stomach, even though it's landing wasn't as damaging as the first, because of his stomach being tightened, which Aoi had felt from the grip of her jo stick, so she continued poking that same spot. Her last thrust was pushed down by Blood's staff. That's when she quickly aimed for the blunt strike to the forehead, twisting her staff along his neck, shifting next to him, and tripping him with her left foot.

The girls began to cheer loudly, supporting their fellow club member. Umeko chortled at how proud she was with Aoi. Poker, however, was not excited at the ordeal. Blood stood back up to his feet, not wanting to end the match. As he made an attack with his staff, Aoi was preparing to guard once again, getting a frim grip of her weapon. Blood made another baseball swing. Aoi's defense, however, was at a disadvatage, as her staff split in two by her surprise. Blood releasing a spinning kick to her stomach.

Umeko, slightly stunned from the attack at first, immediately noticed a straight cut on the side of Aoi's strong wooden staff. She also took a glance at a Calvary member sneaking something into his pocket. It was apparent that another Calvary member used a projectile to cheat the match, and cut Aoi's staff as Blood's staff caused Aoi's to split in two from his attack.

Blood wanted to make his last attempt go into a good conclusion. As Aoi was slowly raising up to her feet, Blood hopped from the floor, releasing a spinning kick to the side of her face, knocking her back, and with the wind being controlled by his kick, even further than normal, landing in front of Umeko and the other guards.

Poker laughed at how victorious his team was, no matter how much they cheated.

“So........you ready to challenge me now, bitch?”

Umeko looked down at her fallen club member. The Calvary came to play dirty. Anything to conquer the club, dojo included. Umeko had no choice.....but to make her decision.

“Very well, I will accept your challenge.”

The Aiki-Chan girls all looked up at their leader, nervous of the outcome. Umeko took off her trenchcoat and jo stick, handing it to one of the guards. She proceeded to walk forward to the center of the dojo, face-to-face against Poker, who had a grin as high as the grinch on his face. They didn't call him “clownface” for nothing.

Upcoming Match: President of the Aiki-Chan Club: Umeko Ueshiba vs. Member of the Calvary: Poker

Ken had sensed two new spirits going into combat. But he shrugged it off to watch Umeko's fight.

Aoi had put up an amazing fight, one which he clapped to. He tried to keep the technique name seared into his brain for a while. But now it was Umeko's turn.

"Oi." Called out Ken. "Let's See how powerful this Aiki of yours is! Impress me!" He cheered.

Blackjack was eager to fight. This caused him to disregard any skills that his opponent might have. He charged him, raising his fist in combat.
"Full Throttle Punch!"
This was Black's signature technique, a punch so strong that it felt like being hit by a motorcycle going one hundred miles per hour. Even the faint sound of a revving engine could be heard.

Taka was fully aware of this technique, and was ready to counter. Easing into a forward leaning stance, he turned his body as the punch came in, getting into the perfect position to launch his counter.
"Blazing Double Dragon Palm!"
Using his superhuman strength and exceptional rotational force, he blasted Black with a Ki-charged double palm strike that put a quick end to the battle. Crashing into the wall, Black slid to the ground, defeated and unconscious froma single blow. Taka tuned to the other bikers.

"Do any of you object to the decision for the Executive Council to disband The Calvary?"
They shook their heads and ran off, speeding away on their motorcycles.
"Well, that takes care of the upper echelon. But the rest are at the Aiki-Chan Club."
He pulled out a cell phone and called in a platoon of men. They met with him at the dojo.

He turned to them.
"I'm going to try and diffuse the situation peacefully. If I snap my fingers, I want you all to rush in and surround everyone. If anyone, Aiki-Chan or Calvary resists, beat them viciously until they submit. We cannot look soft in front of our clubs. This is my school, and everyone plays by my rules."

Taka slid open the dojo door with an audible snap and took his shoes off before entering.
"Everyone here is in violation of rule #267 of the Executive Council."
He looked at Umeko.
"You, stand down."
He turned to Poker.
"And you, your club has been disbanded. You and the rest of your rabble can join your boss in the city."

He saw Ken McFly, one of the newbies.
"You should leave, too."
He turned to the ones about to fight.
"If you do not heed my commands, you will be severely punished. Is that understood?"

Ken Stared at Taka. The Almost Demonic Aura coming out of the young man was deadly powerful. more than even his training could have prepared him for.

Ken's reply was simple:

"You Shouldn't interrupt a good fight sir." He told Taka nonchalantly. "At least let the girl show the man her dojo is not his playground."

Nagi was laying down in his bed tossing, and turning. He could sleep, he was still in his clothes, the appartment wasn't really letting him sleep to well, there was people yelling in the back room next to the where he was sleep. So Nagi just got up, and left. He wanted to check out what most of the clubs, or just walked around at night. Nagi just started to head toward the roof top. Were he met Alan. He just wanted to practice. He climbed up the ladder standing on the roof top.

As much as Umeko felt obliged over Taka's request, especially since she disliked the Executive Council, she had to acknowledge it, taking her bow before retreating back to the guards.

Poker felt angered (pissed off was the term that matched him more) about the Executive Council ruining the club's chances to invading Aiki-Chan club, and fighting their leader, because of, what he considered as, some stupid rule that might not even be in writing. He shifted his eyes back at Umeko, throwing his human enzymes on the mat with disgust once more before exiting the dojo. The other ex-Calvary club members following as well. Poker had a strategy of his own anyways.

Taka's eyes showed understanding of Jay's statement.
"Well, no matter how good the fight would have been, at the time it started, it was against the rules."
He watched Poker leave the dojo and was glad that Umeko stepped back. He snapped his fingers, and an Executive Council member came in carrying a wooden sword. He took it from his subordinate and approached Aoi Suzuki. He narrowed his eyes at her like a judge looking at a murder suspect.

"Aoi Suzuki, you have violated rule #267 as put forth by the Executive Council. Your punishment shall be swift and decisive."
Grabbing both of her hands in his steel grip, he rapped her across each knuckle until they bled.
"Take this as a warning. If you violate the rule again, your hands shall be broken. If you disobey me a third time, your hands shall be cut off."

He wiped the blood from the sword. He then turned to Umeko.
"The Calvary has been disbanded and will not be bothering you again. If Blackjack, Poker, or any of them come back to cause trouble, you may deal with them with impunity. But do not draw my ire by warring with another affiliate club."
He headed for the door.

When he was at the door, he turned to Ken.
"Tell your friend Alan Arnan that Mitsuomi Takayanagi, President of the Executive Council, wishes to have a talk with him."
He then left the dojo and closed it behind him. He was soon on his way back to the office.

Ken's eyes widened at the mention of Alan. Ken knew he shouldn't be going against the word of a stronger man. But he felt bad things would happen if Alan was given away to those bastards in the council.