[I]6:30am
April 25th, 2014
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[b]”You’re leaving already, Ryu?”[/b] Asked a pre-teen boy with brown hair and blue eyes.

[b]“Yes Kai, I am. Sorry it’s early, but the note said to be there before 7:30. “ [/b]Ryu said, as he hoisted a brown leather satchel over his shoulder that seemed to be more like a duffle bag, but Ryu was able to carry it over his back and shoulder as it were a simple plastic bag or something like that.

[b]“When will you be back?” [/b]Asked Kai.

Ryu looked at his youngest brother as he stood in the door way. He knealed down to Kai and patted him on the head and smiled. [b]“Don’t worry Kai, I’ll be back before you know it.”[/b] Ryu said, reassuring Kai.

Sniffling, Kai nodded and hugged Ryu, which caused the latter male to groan slightly, but he hugged his little brother back. After about a half of a minute of hugging and a few more seconds of Ryu trying to pull away, he eventually got up and looked to his three little brothers. He glanced at Kai who was still crying a bit. He smiled, and then brought his gaze to the middle brother, Kuwa, a red-haired, fourteen-year-old who just nodded at him. Then, as he trailed his eyes further, he saw the second-oldest of the bunch, Jaakuna, a blonde male who was seventeen years old. Jaakuna looked at Ryu nodding to him as well. It seemed that Jaakuna had it handled and Ryu smiled.

Waving goodbye, Ryu headed out of their rather modest house in Tokyo, Japan. He was then outside, looking at the street that he lived on and saw people walking on the sidewalks, he saw cars going down one way and the other on the street itself. He somehow found a weird sensation of happiness in that fact. Everyone was going about their day, they were either going out for their morning run or getting ready to head to work. Each of them had something they were going to do and as the morning sun was shining on the street, Ryu smiled. It was, by all accounts to him, a meaningless smile, but he there he was smiling, knowing that he probably wouldn’t see anyone he knew for the rest of the year.

Keeping his smile, Ryu walked along the sidewalk and turned a corner to which he would come to an alleyway that had his orange bike facing the alleyway. Ryu would hop on his bike, put his black helmet on. He would position himself on the bike, getting a feel of how he wanted to ride it. Once he found the perfect position, he flipped the engine power switch to on and within seconds, the sounds of a motorcycle engine could be heard throughout the neighborhood. Ryu would then kick up the leg that held the bike standing up and in that same moment, he revved the bike and it went off.

Once he tore through the alleyway, Ryu turned a right and he would then proceed to gain speed on his bike as he went through Tokyo like a Sumo Wrestler does with sushi and rice. The amount of distance he was able to make within just forty-five minutes was incredible. The fact that he didn’t attract the attention of any cops was even more incredible. Now granted, there were angry drivers who honked at him and several of those drivers said some not so nice things and made gestures with a certain finger that was also on the mean side. All-in-all, Ryu didn’t make anyone happy with the turns he made and how he cut off nearly everyone in a car, truck, or pretty much anything that wasn’t a motorcycle. It wasn’t like he had the luxury of abiding by the morals of driving. He was on a tight schedule and had to make a lot of distance in the short amount of time that he had.

Rushing towards a certain port, the sounds of a bike could definitely be heard as it would soon come to a stop. Ryu lifted his helmet off of his head as he looked at what could only be described as a mega-yacht. It was actually a pretty amazing sight to see. Ryu had never seen anything so big in his twenty years of being alive. 

[b]“Ah, you must be Kojima-sama!”[/b] Said a butler as he bowed to Ryu.

Looking at the butler with a raised eyebrow, Ryu didn’t know what this guy was all about, but he assumed that this guy worked for the Zandore Boarding Academy. [b]“How did you know who I was?”[/b]

[b]“It was in your application, sir. You put that you had a motorcycle and made a note that you wouldn’t come without it.” [/b]The Butler said.

[b]“Oh. Well, then yes I am Ryu.”[/b] He said.

[b]“Very well sir. If you will, the others are waiting.”[/b] The Butler said as he would take Ryu’s rather large bag and grunted slightly as he didn’t expect it to be as heavy as it was, and also would guide Ryu‘s bike onto the yacht as well. 

As he boarded the yacht, Ryu still couldn’t believe that such a large vessel was able to float like it was. Truly it was an engineering feat that he didn’t think was possible. Ryu would then make his way to the lower deck as he would follow the Butler’s lead and to which was in a room with a single wooden, round table, and a window with curtains closed to hide the full effect of the sunlight. In the room, he saw four people already in it. Viewing each one, Ryu saw two blonde boys, a girl with moderately large breasts, and a boy with green hair. He just smiled slightly. [b]“Hello, I’m Ryu Kojima.”[/b] Ryu said introducing himself and then he took a seat at the table and waited for something to just happen.