**thinks to himself… it’s been a week but no Chp 4, wonder if FoF is MIA:lol: **
either tomorrow or Sunday
ok:sweat: :lol:
Chapter IV: Lessons
FAP!
A rush shot from Gouki?s extended arm, the gray sleeve of his gi snapping at the quick motion. Gouki?s fist paused, then retracted back to its place in stance.
FAP!
Another punch, an automatic motion that was drilling itself into the young student?s mind. He saw his master?s perfect form, and wanted to perfect his movements as well. But it still wasn?t good enough.
The rising sun was an orange ball that watched Gouki train, an unblinking eye that observed all. Gouki rose from bed early this morning ahead of everyone else, to practice his form.
He felt his punch could come out faster than it did, he saw his master?s punch?..a snake lashing outward in a violent flash and before one could blink it had returned to it?s nest. Gouki wanted to achieve that speed desperately.
The cold moisture on the ancient marble floor felt refreshing, the smell of the green trees around him calmed his mind. The young student took in a deep breath?releasing it slowly with closed eyes. His hands slowly formed into fists. He slowly backed into stance, the toes of the foot in front facing his imaginary opponent and the foot in back pivoted on the ball, his heel off the ground. One fist rested on the side of him on his waist, right on his belt while the other stood out in front of him guarding.
He tensed his muscles as he readied himself. Then his fist shot forward-
?Gouki, what are you doing?!?
A voice shot through the stillness, shattering Gouki?s concentration. It was his brother Gouken, staring at him in annoyance.
?Practicing.? Gouki answered flatly.
?There?s nothing to practice.?
?Yes there is. I know you remember the basic attacks master taught us?..?
?You?re practicing THOSE?! What for?! They?re easy.?
?For you they are. But I want to perfect them.? Gouki shot back.
?It?s a waste of time. They?re stupid. I?ll practice something worth practicing?like when master gets around to teaching us the ?touch of death? I read about in a book one time. Can you believe that you can kill someone just by touching them? That?s so amazing?I wish I could-?
?How do you expect master to teach us things like that?.when you blow off your training like you do? Sure, you can punch and kick decently?.but we have to master what we?ve learned before we can really move on.?
?Eww! The last thing you said made you sound like him! Quit being such a doofus.?
?You?re a moron Gouken. A pathetic caveman.? Gouki spat.
?Well you?re a weak teacher?s pet. Practice all you want, I can still kick your skinny little butt anytime. If you got off Goutetsu?s nuts maybe I would teach you some things.?
?You should refer to master Goutetsu with respect. Call him master.?
?I?ll call him what I want.?
?You?ll call him master!?
?The hell I will!?
Instantly Gouki?s eyes filled with rage as he lunged at Gouken. They tossed each other to the ground with a thud, clawing and kicking one another. A thick cloud of dust was kicked up as they rolled around one the ground fighting, neither gaining the upper hand.
Suddenly Gouken viciously punched his brother in the stomach as he secured him in a headlock. Gouki thrashed wildly, but could not match his brother?s strength. Gouki absorbed another blow in the stomach by his brother, and he went limp?.taken by dizziness. Gouki was let out of the hold and he crashed to the ground, clutching his upset stomach and cursing his brother under his breath. Gouken stood over his brother; a confident smile plastered on his face?an arrogant sneer in his eyes. Gouken was always the athletic one, and Gouken always won the fights.
?You can?t tell me what to do.? He said as he turned his back to his brother and walked back inside. Gouki glared at him as he left, anger boiling inside him. To Gouken when he won a fight he was automatically right, and there as rarely a fight Gouken lost?.and it annoyed Gouki to no end.
Gouki lay on the ground, staring up at the sky. His anger began to slowly melt away as he stared at the birds soaring through the air above him. Anger will?.only hold me back. He thought to himself. He stuffed his resentment deep inside himself and picked himself off the ground.
He wordlessly and calmly got back into stance, clearing his mind of negative thoughts?letting his power flow through him.
FAP! The sound of the punch continued to echo throughout the lonely area as Gouki lost count of how many punches he?d done. In the distance watched Goutetsu, impressed by one of his students? dedication yet upset over another?s attitude?..
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Both brothers refused to talk to each other as they walked down the lonely path back home. They even refused to look at one another, Gouki staring at the ground as he walked and Gouken up at the sky.
The noon sun was in the middle of the sky, it?s rays in full effect. The clouds were a soft blue and the grass was a healthy green. It was a dirt road, a 3-mile walk from the market back to their newfound home.
Gouki carried a small bag of herbs. Different extracts of plants from around the world that Goutetsu used in tea and various mixes to treat anything from a sore muscle to a migraine. The brown bag bounced lightly as Gouki walked.
Gouki was still angry. He refused to acknowledge his anger, but he couldn?t ignore it either. It festered in the back of his mind like a parasitic worm?.growing every minute. Gouken didn?t seem to notice, or maybe Gouki was good at hiding it.
They both continued to silently shun each other as they walked on?.the sun staring at them in annoyance.
?Hey kids.? A voice suddenly shot from behind.
The two brothers turned to find a sneering face staring at them. It was an adolescent boy, no younger than 14 smiling at them?his form lanky and tall. He appeared awkward, as if he didn?t know the size of his own body as he walked?a shuffle that let his arms sway from back to front.
?Who are you?? Gouki asked, wondering.
Suddenly 4 more boys approached, two on each side of Gouki and Gouken. One was short and fat, his shirt much too small?exposing his stomach and pulling at his fat. Another boy was short and muscular, sweat glistening off his shirtless chest. Another boy was skinny?.with thick glasses. And the last boy was just tall and large, at least 6 feet tall. The average age of the boys was about 16.
Gouki and Gouken quickly exchanged a glance, and instantly slid backwards slowly into fighting stances.
?Why the wittle boys all tense? We just want to play a little?? The boy in front snickered, this was followed by soft chuckles from his gang.
?What do you want.? Gouken said sternly.
?A fee?.for using our road. And we?ll take your package there too.?
?This isn?t your road?and we aren?t giving you anything.? Gouken said, his eyes locked on the slim leader.
?Oh yeah??
?YEAH!!?
?Well then?? The leader started with a smile?.
?We have no other choice but to rough you kiddies up?.GET EM BOYS!!?
?Get ready Gouki!? Gouken screamed as he turned around, only to meet a fist flying into his face. The boys immediately pounced on their young prey as soon as their leader uttered the words.
Gouken stumbled, narrowly avoided another punch only to meet a swift kick to the back of the head from behind. Gouken crashed to the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust.
As soon as he fell blows began raining down on him from above. All 5 of the boys attacked him, kicking and punching like beasts. Gouken thrashed but could not escape the waves of pain that swept over his body.
?GET AWAY FROM MY BROTHER!!!? Gouki screamed at the top of his lungs as he ran at top speed, his fist cocked, ready to explode upon the nearest target. The short fat kid rushed forward, and Gouki lashed out with a punch that floored him to the ground. Another punk kid lunged at Gouki with a roundhouse. Gouki swatted it away and returned with a spinning elbow that connected with the kid?s jaw. Gouki heard a soft POP as the kid toppled.
His jaw was broken.
The gang moved away from the fallen Gouken and focused their attention to Gouki, surrounding him. The other kids picked themselves off the ground and joined the circle. The scene was at a standstill as the gang encircled him, their hungry eyes focused on him. Gouki stood in stance his serious eyes darted quickly from kid to kid, his muscles tense.
How?how am I going to fight off all these guys?.they are so big?.so strong?I could take them one at time?but 5 at once??.. Gouki?s mind raced as he felt time was running out.
Must remember my training?..must be calm?let the movements?flow?where would be a best place to strike??..
Suddenly words from his master appeared in his mind:
?Your knowledge is impressive Gouki, but information can be a burden. Feel, don?t think, and knots will untie themselves.?
Suddenly the best course of action seemed clear. Gouki would react to them, instead of vice versa?..he would flow against them. He would crash around and between them. Through them. Gouki began to relax as his muscles did the same. He was ready.
?HYAAAAHHHH??? the short muscular kid charged forward with a punch that Gouki easily dodged, which was followed by a knee that connected with Gouki?s stomach. Gouki stumbled but bounced back with a jumping front kick that caught the advancing punk right in the head, making his head fly backwards…his body flopping behind smacking the hard earth.
Another one quickly took his place, and then another. Gouki mechanically deflected and countered his opponents, calling upon his training as if second nature. Gouken stood from the sidelines in amazement.
?How…does he remember it so quickly?? I guess his training pays off?.? Gouken turned as the leader?s fist came careening at him. He ducked, narrowly avoiding it…then Gouken jumped backwards.
?Hmmm?.let?s go, if you think you?re so tough.? The leader said, snickering.
Gouken said nothing. He lunged forward with a front kick that the leader swatted away. Gouken followed with an unrefined punch that was far too slow, the leader caught his fist and returned by punching Gouken twice in the face and stomach. Gouken fell to one knee, only to jump back into stance in a split second?s time.
?Hah. Now?this gets interesting.? The leader snickered as suddenly a switchblade emerged in his left hand. The blade glistened in the sun, it?s edge sharp. Gouken?s eyes widened.
?Dodge this!!? The leader rushed forward, slashing from left to right. Gouken struggled to dodge, but the last slash nicked his shirt, cutting a 5-inch wide cut on the front. Gouken countered with a roundhouse that clipped the leader?s arm, but the leader followed with a punch that crashed into Gouken?s chest from his unarmed fist. Gouken stumbled, then he felt something.
A raw SHUCK sound as a knife blade embedded itself into Gouken?s shoulder. Gouken screamed in terrible pain, his wail loud and primal. He dashed backwards, clutching his shoulder?on the verge of crying. He was crouched low to the ground while the leader of the gang flicked blood off of the blade of his knife. Gouki was still busy with the other boys. The gang never interfered while the leader fought someone anyway. Unless he asked them to.
?What?s wrong? Little baby gonna cry?!? The leader laughed as Gouken?s tears turned into pure rage. His left arm was useless?but his right arm was itching to taste the leader?s blood.
?ARGGGHHHHHH??? Gouken lashed outward, ramming into the leader knocking him to the ground. Gouken punched viciously, not caring what he hit or if he hit at all. His attacks were brutal and savage, pulled from something deep within, something deep within us all human beings. He did not know how many times he struck the leader as he lay there with Gouken on top of him?tears pouring down his face. It seemed like forever, but it was only minutes. When Gouken calmed himself?the leader lay in a pool of his own blood. His face was smashed?his nose broken and teeth missing. He was unconscious, his eyes rolled in the back of his head. Gouken wheezed as he stared at his hands. His fists were cut and bleeding?mixing the blood of his and the leader?s. His eyes were wide as he stared in astonishment and fear. He had let himself go?..
Gouken turned to find that Gouki had disposed on his enemies also. They all lay on the ground, broken and bloody. Gouki had minor cuts and bruises, and a black eye. Otherwise he was fine. They both smiled at each other?staring into each other?s eyes. And the bond between then had been restored.
?OH my God! Your arm!!? Gouki screamed and pointed. Gouken?s entire left arm was drenched in blood. It stained his gi a deep red?.the blood running to the tips of his fingers?collecting in a pool on the ground.
Gouken stared, his eyes transfixed upon his wound. The terrible pain began to flood through is body once again.
?Come on?we have to go.? Gouki said as he grabbed the package of herbs and walked over to his brother.
?But we won?.? Gouken blinked incredibly slowly and smiled.
?Here?lean on me?.we can do it.? He said softly as he helped Gouken up.
Together they walked home, their minds racing.
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?Hmmmmm?.? Goutetsu looked up and down the two boys. Wordlessly he walked up to Gouken.
?Does your arm hurt??
?Yes master.?
Wordlessly Goutetsu placed his hand upon the should wound, inspecting it. Gouken winced in sharp pain, but almost immediately after he felt better.
?It is not that serious. The knife wasn?t in there deep enough to cause any permanent injury. However, there may be a scar.? Goutetsu said.
?That is fine?I want to have a scar. I want to remember what happened today?.?
?Why is that Gouken?? Goutetsu looked down at his student, interested to find out his answer.
?I neglected my training master. And it was the price I paid for my foolishness. From now on?I will train hard master Goutetsu.? Gouken said, his voice serious.
?Good. But don?t just tell me?show me.?
?Yes master.?
?Now?both of you go inside?I?ll clean you up. After you will eat and bathe in the hot springs. Your training will be postponed for today?.for today you have learned a lesson few receive.?
?And what is that master?? Gouki questioned.
?You know already. Now?come.? Goutetsu turned and began walked back?his students trailed behind him as the sun began to set?casting a hazy orange glow upon the sky. The air was thick with the feeling of understanding as the master and students walked back home.
It pays to train hard, which Gouken learned the hard way from not doing so.
Akuma was ready and well prepared and kicked arse…
Good job…keep going FoF, each chp gets better than it’s predecessor:D;)
If you wrote a book about this, it would be a best seller and you’d get paid millions:lol:
Dude that was amazing. Did I get a hint of Satsu no Hadou in Gouken?
Sounds like it, he did go all out on that boys face with his fist…:lol:
glad to see that you guys like it
And Satsui No Hado Gouken? You’ll see how it plays out soon enough…
7 days (168 hours) to find out…
:lol:
Nice job. To see gouken go Satsui no Hadou again would be nice indeed.
This is great!!
This chapter proves a thing:
“training pays off!” 
I need to come here more often…
I love all the fics…
It ALMOST inspires me to write a Cammy fic that has been in me for a while…
Cammy:eek: Better get some pictures, you asshole.
Well,
The next chapter will be a weel late. I have been busy this entire week with band shit…and tomorrow I leave for Band camp…
damn band…:bluu:
Looks for FoF and chp 5…(going thru fanfic withdrawels)
k I’m back now
begins to speed write
Question:
How do you all like the story’s progression? Do you think the characters are true to their personalities? What don’t you like? What do you want to see happen in the near future of the fic?
The story progression is great, keep on going…
Well, so far the fic is great, but I would love to see maybe… an update? 
But then again, take your time, so the next chapter comes out as good or better than the rest.
Quick answers…
- The story is progressing nicely.
- They seem to be (it’s sort of hard to tell with Gouken since not all that much is actually known about him, but this seems pretty right)
- 70 puchups is pretty wussy training
- What you’ve been doing - further training and key events that shape them, oh, and an uber cool mega battle finale… eventually