Chapter 3: Ryozanpaku

After the period of PE for the others ended, Enzo decided it was time to head back to class as he was about to leave the rooftop when he heard the door open.

A girl with brown hair in a bob cut and red eyes leant her body onto the doorframe, her arms crossed as she looked at Enzo with a small, soft smile.

"You're back, Akamatsu" The girl said, her beating heart pounding faster and harder the closer Enzo got to her. He eventually stood directly in front of her, looking down at her whilst her neck was craned up slightly due to the height difference (6ft vs 5ft5).

The girl was about to open her mouth, wanting to say something but she was jolted by Enzo raised his arm and strongly placing it above her head, bringing himself lower and closer to her face

"You know, Nijima..." With his face mere centimetres away from hers, Makoto Nijima, the student council president, unconsciously glared into the eyes of Enzo to combat his dominance with some of her own, "..." There was a small pause and silence as they simply glared back and forth with one another, "You really piss me off, I hope you know that..." 

After saying those words, his arm drooped back into position before heading back down to the second floor and leaving a stunned and confused Makoto at the door of the rooftop.

"Haa..." With a loud, tired sigh, she closed the door to the rooftop, picked up the broken chain, and headed down to her classroom on the first floor after dropping the chain off in the student council room, 'I wonder how the broke the chain...'

.

.

.

After the remaining classes ended, the first day of school finally ended as Enzo met up with Ryuji outside of school before walking home with one another.

"How was PE?" Enzo asked with a dead voice at the thought of the lesson, eating a panini he bought at a bakery with Ryuji.

"Shit" He replied with a scoff, earning a "Not surprised" from Enzo as they began talking about their other classes and the first day back at the school. Eventually, Ryuji split from Enzo and headed back home.

On the other hand, Enzo decided to make a stop at his dojo first before going home to let off some steam.

He jogged and jogged until he ended up at a decent-sized dojo, neither too big nor too small, with a sign out front: "Ryōzanpaku"

He jumped over the entrance, because why not, and saw one of his sensei's outside playing with some birds.

"Apachai!" Enzo called out, a smile on his face as he stood in front of the extremely tall and powerfully built, tanned man short spiky silver hair.

Apachai turned his attention from the birds to Enzo and his smile grew, "Enzo!" He jumped up, spread his arms out wide and ran in the direction of him.

"STOP!" With a frightful expression, Enzo barely managed to evade the deadly hug, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead with a sigh of relief, "Phew..." He looked at Apachai to see his smile had dropped and he was currently sobbing while hugging his knees

"Enzo avoided Apa's hug..." He cried, tears falling down his face as the birds flew around him to console him.

"Haa..." With a sigh, Enzo then asked, "Hey, Apachai. How about a spar?"

Instantaneously, Apachai jumped up and his big smile formed on his face again, "Apa! Fight fight!" He began punching the air, producing a loud sound from its power and speed.

With no words said, they stood opposite each other with a few metres distance separating them. From a distance, a young teenage girl with hip-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a beauty mark under her left eye stood besides a towering fair-skinned man with blue-eyes and blond hair reaching his mid-back, as well as a chest-length beard, macho moustache, and strands forming a thick antenna-like shape hanging in front of his face as they watched the spar from a distance.

Above them, on the roof of the dojo, a beautiful woman with unique bolt zigzag-shaped eyebrows, long waist-length raven hair usually tied back in a high ponytail, peach skin, and light purple eyes watched the spar with a blank, expressionless expression, though her purple eyes highlighted her interest as she focused her attention on Enzo's body and face, particularly his movements and form.

"Apapapapa...!" Apachai yelled as he threw a barrage of basic punches towards Enzo's face and body, which he dodged with relative ease as he knew Apachai was holding back to not injure him drastically.

"Hah!" With a shout, Enzo placed his hands on the back of Apachai's head and jumped, pulling his head towards his knee.

A loud bang sound across the dojo.

"Apa!" Like something out of a horror movie, Enzo's knee remained on Apachai's face, who smiled joyfully though he had some blood dripping from his nose. Overall, he was unaffected by the strong knee of Enzo.

Releasing his hold, Enzo attempted to jump back and make some distance but Apachai wouldn't allow that as he send a fast and sharp Muay Thai roundhouse kick to his head.

Ducking under the fatal kick, Enzo was surprised to say the least when he felt his body lose balance as he could now see the clear blue sky. What had happened was, using the momentum from his roundhouse kick, Apachai spun his body round and then performed a low sweep kick, knocking Enzo's balance and bringing him to the ground.

"Ah!" He winced as he felt his leg which had been swept by Apachai start to hurt, rendering him unable to get up. He knew the fight was over as he laid on his back, but he was bewildered when he saw Apachai jump up slightly, turn his body, and elbow his stomach.

"Pohh!" Winded, Enzo ignored the fact Apachai had performed a bloody 'People's elbow' as he began gasping for air, "Ow! Apachai!" He was then put in a headlock, as Apachai playfully lifted him up off of the floor and walked around with Enzo in his headlock casually.

"Apachai, that's enough" Hayato Furinji, the headmaster and strongest master of the Ryozanpaku dojo. 

"Apa!" Apachai released Enzo from his hold, who stretched his sore neck, "Sorry, Enzo!" He apologised with a smile.

"Are you okay, Enzo?" Miu Furinji, the granddaughter of Hayato, asked him concerningly.

"Yeah... all good" Finishing his neck stretches, the only aftermath he felt of the match was his leg, which stung a little even though Apachai was holding back, 'I'll be that strong... no, even stronger one day' He vowed with a smile

He then brought his attention back to Miu in front of him as he asked, "How was your first day of High School, Miu?"

"Uhh..." Her eyes wandered to nowhere in particular as she avoided any eye contact, "It's okay... I guess? Eheheh" She lied with a forced smile, rubbing the back of her head.

"Right..." Enzo's eyes went to Hayato, who simply shrugged as he had no idea what was up with his granddaughter. It probably wasn't a problem like bullying or something they assumed, though, since she could easily handle herself.

"You..." A quiet, feminine voice joined the conversation, jumping down from the roof as she gracefully besides Enzo and placed her hand on Enzo's shoulder, "Angry." She said, her face emotionless.

"Yeah..." Enzo chuckled, "Returned to my high school, y'know, ever since that incident" He answered his weapons master, Shigure Kosaka's concern.

She removed her hand from Enzo's shoulder and brought it down to the hilt of her sword and unsheathed her sword a little, "Should I... teach him a lesson?" She offered, a very small hint of anger in her voice for her student.

"Uh... no thank you, hehe..." Enzo chuckled nervously, placing his hand on hers and re-sheathing the sword back into its scabbard, "Plus, he's mine to deal with" He added, his tone serious as he thought about the pleasure that getting his revenge would bring him.

"..." Hayato, with squinted eyes, looked at his potential student with some concern, "Remember, Enzo-" 

"I know, I know" Enzo cut him off, a smile on his face as he turned back to Hayato and placed his hands in his trouser pockets, "I won't kill him, don't worry" He said, placing his bag over his shoulders before waving goodbye to Miu, Hayato, and two of his senseis.

'I won't kill him... he deserves something a lot worse than killing' Enzo thought, his lips shivering in drastic anger at the thought of one man who he wishes he could just run up to and beat him black and blue right this very instant.

"..." Hayato and the others looked at Enzo's fading back with long stares, before he exited their views entirely, "Let's go eat" He suggested, everyone heading back inside the dojo to eat.

After a relatively long, slow walk, Enzo eventually arrived home, "I'm home...!" He called out, taking off his shoes and placing them close to the door.

He headed to the kitchen and turned on the lights, where he prepared some food heavy in protein for today. After throwing in some seasoning, using a pan and stove, etc, he eventually finished and sat at the dinner table with 3 plates full of food.

He placed his hands together and closed his eyes for a few seconds, before grabbing his chopsticks "Itadakimasu" He said before chowing down on his food by himself. After eating it all and patting his bloated stomach with a fulfilled smile on his face, he stood up and began cleaning and washing the plates.

After finishing, he went to his bedroom where he changed out of his school uniform into a pair of pajamas shorts and doing random stuff around his room.

Eventually, he decided to walk over to his table which had two picture frames with pictures in them. He grabbed the first one which had two people in it: Him smiling next to a woman with long, white hair and a smile on her face as she had her fingers in bunny ears over his head.

His face had a small smile as he looked at the woman, before his hands shook while holding the photo, "Hey mom... I'm back at that shithole school, Shujin Academy" A singular tear dropped from his eye, "I'll get revenge for you, I promise... I don't care what happens to me afterwards" 

He then placed the frame back down where it was, before grabbing the other photo which had 3 people in it: The young, baby version of him being held in his mother's arms who had a big smile on her face.

Next to her, with one hand on her waist and the other on Enzo's big baby head, a tall, dark skinned man with short black hair stood there. His face was unrecognisable as it was crossed out and scribbled over with a red marker of some sort.

Holding the photo, Enzo felt his entire body shake angrily as he held back from throwing the picture frame and shattering it completely. The only thing holding him back from doing so was the fact his mother was in it.

Placing the frame back where it was beforehand calmly, Enzo them jumped into his bed and laid on his back, scrolling through his phone for a few hours before closing his eyes and drifting into a deep slumber.

-----

A/N: Even more backstory for Enzo, what we thinking? 

Thanks for reading

Hope you enjoyed

Any questions/suggestions

If you like this story, leave a review