Re:Sifu
This is not a crossover fic, I only made a martial arts fic inspired by the awesomeness of the
game. So let's enjoy Subaru kicking some ass for the first time in his life.
Perfect darkness and silence, ruined just by a low beeping sound, the more he tried fighting
against it the louder it got, still the boy kept his eyes shut, he was still tired from playing
video games all night so he was determined to sleep a bit longer"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE UP ALREADY!”
Suddenly he felt his body being yanked out of place, his back slammed against the floor and
then a heavy mass forced itself against his joints, his body ached, he felt out of breath, and
he knew exactly what it was.
As Subaru opened his eyes he saw how close his father was, he held his son tightly and
forced his arm going around the boy's shoulder and neck forcing them against each other in
a ‘jiu jitsu’ he knew as ‘the anaconda choke’. Not satisfied, the older man entangled the
boy’s legs with his own to diminish the possibility of a proper reaction.
“Ooooouuuuugh” Was the only sound Subaru could make as his body was thrown from a
peaceful sleep into such violent choking.
In mere seconds the blurry images started to make sense for the black-haired youth’s eyes.
He quickly understood his predicament, it was something he has done before and Subaru
would not yield without a fight.
With his free left arm he formed his hand into some sort of spear position and forced his
finger between his father's ribs, as his father yielded a bit to the right and loosed his grip the
mean-eyed boy quickly pushed him away with a merciless kick to the stomach.
Subaru stood up as fast as he could, he knew very well his father's stronger techniques and
he would not let him dictate the rhythm of their squabble.
“Ugh, how can you possibly hit your awesome dad that hard without feeling even a little bit of
remorse!?” Said the older man faking pain as he still held his torso as he got up, clearly hurt
more by the intent of the action than the hit itself.
“HOW CAN YOU WAKE UP YOUR SON LIKE THIS WITHOUT REMORSE?!?!” Subaru
screamed back with outrage. He was having his favorite fantasy dream again, and his father
ruined it… Again.
‘Tsk and I could almost see her face this time’... Though the mean-eyed boy as he
remembered the female figure with silver hair and a veil covering her face.
Subaru barely had time to focus back on reality as the silhouette of his father approached
very fast, he had made a mistake when he let his thoughts wander away.
Unable to properly react in time he had no option besides defending the his father punch by
using his left arm as a shield supported by his right hand, The youth flew violently against his
own room wall, luckily it was cushioned by a old mattress, as if already expecting that this
kind of situation would occur.
Bouncing back from the mattress Subaru felt a pair of hands grabbing his arm, he quickly
understood he was about to be thrown over his Father’s back into the ground again by a
‘Judo’ move.
In desperation the boy jumped from his position and wrapped his legs around his dad’s
waist to avoid the trown, he was now entangled with his father's body and both fought to
keep balance.
Kenichi changed his stance, and readied himself to counter his son’s move by throwing
himself on the ground. He knew that the floor had been reinforced with Japanese ‘tatami’
and slamming his beloved son into it would not hurt him that much… Probably.
“Hey you two, breakfast is ready.” A soft female voice spoke from the door, stopping both
idiots mid-fight just as Kenich was preparing himself to slam his son down.
The sudden interruption made father and son lose balance immediately falling on top of
each other, like some kind of human pretzel gone wrong.
Their quarry had ended abruptly this time without a winner, both men had an unhappy
expression on their faces for they knew what that meant… They would have to share the
green pea bow with each other instead of making the loser eat it whole.
“Bleeeeergh” That was the sad sound both father and son made everytime they ate another
mouthful of green peas from their overfilled plates.
“So you boys are going to the dojo again today?” Said the mean-eyed mother enjoying her
pea free breakfast.
“Y-yeah, we will have a small ceremony to welcome some new students and to congratulate
those who passed to the next level later today.” Kenich responded happily.
“That seems good love, just don't forget that it is your real job that brings food to this table.”
Naoko responded with a slight hint of venom to her husband, she would not let him get too
infatuated with his hobby and neglect his job again.
“I-it is a real j-job, we do make money from it!” Argued Kenichi, only to be met with his
beloved wife's death stare. “N-never mind d-dear.”
“D-dad we’re late right? We gotta go!” Seeing the usual debacle of his father trying to
defend his love for martial arts against his still undefeated mother prompted Subaru to do a
quick save.
“YEAH!, sorry love we gotta go!” Said the man with a quick kiss to his wife's cheek before
bolting out of the door with his son.
The natsuki matriarch was left deadpanned alone in the house with just a simple question:
“They barely ate their breakfast… What am I gonna do with all these peas now?”
Both men of the Natsuki family entered the simple building they called their dojo, it was no
more than a long abandoned storehouse that Kenichi bought for cheap and then either
improvised or bought cheap versions of most of the dummies and weapons lying around the
place. Yet despite the simplicity of the place it had its inside properly decorated with medals,
martial arts banners, a small resting area with a few chairs on the side and of course a big
tatami in the center.
Kenichi loved the happy look on his son's face every time they went out to practice martial
arts, despite Subaru’s seeming very unhappy with school recently and always avoided the
subject at least they could still properly connect with each other at these moments. The
worried father hoped to use these opportunities to eventually find a way to solve his beloved
son's problems.
“Aaaah, home sweet home… Don't tell your mother I said that.” Joked the big muscular man
with a happy expression on his face.
Just as they entered the place someone knocked on the door. “You’re late again Natsuki
sensei.” Said a skinny boy followed by three others, one of them being abnormally tall for
their age.
“Are you sure? I’m sure I said today's practice would start a little bit later.” Explained Kenich
with a confused look.
“Eh? You nev-” Before Subaru could finish his sentence he felt a heavy stomp hit his thumb
and bit his tongue.
“Anyway kids start by running 20 laps around the place as usual, let's get this blood
pumping!” Said the confident man with a big smile,while pointing at the dojo behind himself.
Subaru looked at the medals on the nearby wall, they were mostly from his father in many
different competitions that ranged from kung fu, karate and even MMA, then he looked
slightly downwards towards his own…
"pathetic." he spat when comparing his three medals with his father's fifteen.
Kenichi watched worriedly at his son as he joined the others in their running. And with a soft
smile he said “He thinks way too much about unimportant things.”
“So this is the Natsuki Dojo? Is this supposed to be a joke?”
A voice from the door grabbed Kenichi’s attention, he then frowned at its owner.
“So it's finally my turn… I thought I had more time…” The muscular man lamented, yet he
quickly covered his thoughts with his usual smile. He would not be intimidated in front of his
son.
Several men stood at the door, they all looked like the stereotypical young delinquents from
movies, their leader was a young adult with a strong commanding aura, he looked at the
place with distaste.
“Tsk, these charlatans dare to call this place a martial arts dojo, they dare to stain our city
with this trash.” Spat one of the goons, pulling one of the banners from the wall.
“Look at this fool, standing there all smiley, i'm gonna knock these glasses out of your face
you creep!” threatened another.
Yet their leader kept his hands behind his back, inspecting the place calmly, he wore a fancy
black suit and black leather gloves, the young man then looked directly at Kenichi’s group.
At this point Kenichi’s disciples looked at the newcomers with fear in their eyes, Subaru was
the only one that looked back at them menacingly.
“Hello my name is Kenichi Natsuki the master of this dojo, I’m sorry to inform you that sadly
we are not accepting any other disciples this year.” Said the smiling father placing himself
between the glare of his son and of the newcomers.
“Enough joking around mister Natsuki, at this point you must know who I am and why I’m
here.” The man Responded drily.
“So cold as always, my answer is still no. Now please leave, you’re scaring my disciples.”
Kenichi returned, losing his usual friendly tone so abruptly that the last sentence could
almost be understood as a treat.
“Huh? Oi kids, my father is the master of Yasutake Dojo, do you kids wanna learn in a real
dojo or wanna still be practicing in this shithole? We’ll accept you folk for whatever price
you’re already paying here.” The man made his proposal with a challenging smile on his
face.
“Hah? and who would belie-”
“Aah! it 's true! He is Daiki Yasutake! look!” Said one of the disciples around Subaru showing
his phone to his friends.
“What? Don't fall for this bullshit, we don't need a fancy dojo, we're good here right guys?”
Subaru tried convincing his colleagues… To no avail.
Kenichi’s mind did not even bother with the kids arguing behind him, he had heard of the
Yasutake, how they were scaring the other masters to close their dojos, they said it was to
get rid of the charlatans trying to scam the people, but in truth they wanted to monopolize the
entire martial arts practice in the region.
Daiki looked amused as the kids left without hesitation hoping to be accepted in the famous
Yasutake dojo, Subaru could only watch astonished and heartbroken.
“Now mister natsuki, I do not care what you do with this place as long as you don't call it a
dojo nor dare to scam the vulnerable in our peaceful city, I worry that such a filthy individual
as yourself could be a danger to our honorable community.” Said the man that could already
taste victory.
What made the Yasutake particularly dangerous were the connections they had with the
police, since Daiki’s brother had become a respectable investigator, always finding illegal or
stolen goods inside the dojos they searched.
Kenichi could only lower his gaze in defeat, there was no way he would challenge such a
man putting his family in danger, as long as he could teach his son, he could keep their love
for martial arts alive.
Sadly fate did not wait for Kenichi’s response. When he brought his eyes back, he could
only see his son running towards Daiki in anger.
“HOW DARE YOU HUMILIATE MY FATHER!” Subaru charged viciously at the man he
despised the most, he jumped high aiming a kick to the man's face.
“Disgusting.” Said that man that easily dodged Subaru’s ill thought atack.
“You’re full of openings, kid.” As Subaru passed through, Daiki grabbed the back of his coat
and pulled it with force, making the boy lose his balance mid air and slam his back into the
ground.
“You have done enough. Leave my property, this will be your last warning.”
For a second the cold eyed man opened his mouth in awe, as he realized that Kenichi held
one of his arms with force, the look in his eyes were very different from anything he had
seen from the man up until now, they were sharp and deadly as knives.
Daiki moved his hand strongly to release himself from Kenichi’s grasp, he then looked at the
man with disdain. “Do not meddle with Yasutake’s business, THIS will be YOUR last warning
mister Natsuki.”
The man signaled to his goons with a hand gesture, who then moved around the place,
breaking everything they could, ripping the banners hanging in the walls, pulling the tatami
from the ground even the medals in the wall were thrown around.
Subaru could only look in horror as his father hugged him tightly, the place where he and
his father spent such happy memories was being destroyed without mercy. What angered
him the most was the inaction of his father, who prevented him from protecting their dojo.
Subaru hated his colleagues for abandoning him, He hated these men for destroying his
beloved dojo, he hated Yasutake for thinking they were above everyone else, he hated his
father for his weakness and he hated his fifteenth birthday for being the worst day of his life.
Tree years had passed, yet Subaru’s resentment had only grown, he felt the only place he
could still be himself was taken from him, but what angered him the most was that just like
his old schoolmates years back his colleagues from the dojo had abandoned him, all while
his father did nothing to stop it.
The black-haired youth was not an idiot, he understood why his father refused to engage in
combat, still it hurted him way more than he would admit it. Their relationship was never the
same ever since.
Despite all that, he never stopped training with his father, in actuality Subaru was training
twice as hard everyday for now he had a purpose beyond medals or prestige.
It was with these thoughts that the youngster of the Natsuki family walked back from the
grocery store, at this point he had mostly become a complete shut-in, barely going out of his
home for anything besides grocery shopping.
BAM!
“Ugh.”
The sudden loud sound taking him out of his stupor, it seemed to have come from an alley
right ahead.
“P-please s-stop, forgive me…”
Subaru froze completely, whatever was going on there scared him to death, in his mind he
could only picture a bunch of yakuza disposing of their victim. He started walking back very
slowly to not attract any unwanted attention.
“Shut up fool, don't mess with us, take that thing off” A familiar voice came from the alley,
albeit a lot more menacing than Subaru remembered.
Fighting off against his own survival instincts the mean-eyed boy decided to check what was
going on in there. Only to once again have his heart torn inside out.
His old friends from the dojo now wearing the black Yasutake uniform were picking on a
younger disciple from another dojo, demanding him to remove his shirt which he held dearly
while crying.
“Yo you bastards the hell is going on here!?” The youth approached, outraged with the
scene especially since the perpetrators were people that he had known since his childhood.
Coming closer allowed him a better view of their victim, the kid looked badly battered, he
had bruises and swelling all over his face especially around his right eye.
His old acquaintances looked very different, they looked much more muscular, their
demeanor seemed more violent, erratic, their presence instilled fear even in a trained mind
like his own.
“Ahn? Subaru? What is this fool doing here?” One of the four disciples spat.
“Oi! the four of you are hurting a younger child, is that what they teach you in that ridiculous
dojo? Don't you remember what my father taught you?” Subaru ignored what he just heard,
he was just too dumbfounded with the situation, too outraged with their behavior.
“Huh? That ain't your problem! Go back to your scammer dad, let us REAL fighters help this
kid understand what being a real martial artist means.” The bigger one of the bunch boasted,
looking at the mean-eyed boy as if he was a harmless insect.
“Hah! Why would we listen to you or that fool? He gave up without even fighting!” The one
on his right mocked.
Normally these childish provocations would not be enough to bother Subaru, but this time
was different, they dared to mock his dojo and his father to his face, and above all most of
them looked at him with pity, that's what pissed him off the most.
“The kid challenged us, from the Yasutake! He is just being taught a lesson, now fuck off
before you join him.” The fighter to his left said, then proceeded to push Subaru towards the
exit.
The moment the opposing fighter touched him Subaru’s first hit him in the chin, it was purely
a reflex move ingrained in his muscles from years of training.
the youngster stumbled and placed his hand over his mouth, only to find his fingers soaked
with blood. His face was petrified with shock.
For a few seconds everyone in the alley stood dumbfounded, processing what just
happened.
“Shit” Were the only words Subaru could utter.
“GET HIM!” Screamed the boy with his lips torn.
The boy closest to his right side threw a right hook immediately which Subaru easily
deflected by slamming his palm against his oppressors arm, he made sure to throw his
enemy out of balance by comboing a quick swipe with his legs.
“Tsk, don't be stu-” The mean-eyed boy tried to argue, he had been taught vehemently to
avoid street fighting and find a proper resolution with words, his reward was a kick to his face
he barely dodged.
“I won't warn you again, enough!” Subaru tried once again to deescalate the situation.
His warning was ignored as the goon he had just knocked down was already at his back
grabbing his neck in an attempt to pin him down. The delay caused by the surprise attack
opened the black-haired fighter to punch to his face.
His vision went red and blurry as the fist hit his face, then once more, then again and again.
Subaru could barely comprehend the insults thrown at him as his aggressor beat him down
violently, his thoughts scrambled all over the place as he desperately tried to make sense of
reality.
Then a breathing window, the punches had stopped and his vision began to focus again. He
closed and opened his eyes many times as the images ahead once again made sense to
him.
The youth felt surprised as he saw the kid he had just tried to save desperately holding his
aggressor despite the punches and kicks from their other enemies.
‘O-oi, stop, let go.’ He worried about the kid suffering an even worse beatdown because of
him. His eyes became sharper and more focused as the boy strengthened his resolve, he
would save this kid even if it meant going against his father's more pacifist views.
Subaru took the chance and stomped the foot of the fighter holding him, feeling the hold on
his neck he hit his elbow to hit the boy's stomach as hard as he could, causing the poor kid
to bend over gasping for air.
He looked at his suffering enemy for a second before finding the courage to bring his leg
back and then he smashed his enemy face with his knee sending teeth flying and knocking
him out for good this time. Subaru stood there in shock, he had heard the crushing sound
the boy's skull made, it was much worse than what he had expected.
Still there was no time to waste with useless things like that, after hearing the loud sound of
their friend hitting the ground, now the other tree fighters had their full attention towards
Subaru.
The mean-eyed boy looked once at the younger kid now passed out in the cold ground and
bit his lips, he could taste the iron of his resolve as blood dripped from his battered face.
He quickly charged against his enemies aiming for the taller of the bunch, taking advantage
of his momentum Subaru jumped with a powerful backwards spin.
Surprised by the sudden movement the tall fighter placed his arms to protect his torso and
head, yet quite unexpectedly that was not where Subaru aimed.
Subaru’s first mid air hit came from his left heel hitting the man left thigh, his second hit
came from his right feet hitting the taller fighter stomach disrupting his defense, his third hit
came from his left feet hitting the man now exposed chest and his fourth and strongest hit
due to Subaru’s constant mid air spinning hit him right in the face sending his enemy down
like a tree that had been chopped.
The whole mid air combo came from Subaru’s and Kenichi’s love for flashy moves, the used
to practice these in secret only so they would look way cooler when showing these to each
other for the first time, this one in particular came from ‘taekwondo’ and was called:
“Horizontal Quadruple Spinning Kick” Said the over confident martial artist still in his cool
landing pose.
“Hah, I always wanted to try that move for real!” Commemorated the black-haired youth
failing miserably to contain his smile.
“Eeeh, F-fuck this is bad, I scared them too much?." When turning around to see how his
awesome kicking technique had affected his last two enemies, Subaru expected to see them
running for their lives and not to be ripping metal pipes out of the walls to use as weapons.
Both fighters charged viciously at the same time, they flanked Subaru on both sides.
Barely dodging the first strike from the left Subaru took the opportunity to hold his attacker's
arm and pushed at his direction giving his enemy a violent headbut to the face. Sadly for
Subaru his movements were not fast enough to allow him to react to his second attacker
resulting in a powerful hit against his ribs.
The mean-eyed youth was yanked from his position and hot slammed against the nearby
wall out of air and with most nerves in his torso burning in pain. Luckily for him it was his
enemy's maddened scream that allowed his vision to focus enough for it to register a
metallic silhouette targeting his head.
Subaru threw himself sideways as fast as he could, his dodge was so desperate he ended
up falling down into the filthy ground of the dirty alleyway.
“Wha-at the…” Subaru's eyes widened as he saw that the pipe his enemy was using hit the
wall so hard it bent backwards even leaving big cracks in cement. For the first time in his life
fear of death overtook his senses, his hands trembled and his sweat became cold.
Yet he still rose up to his feet and placed his hands forward to defend himself, it was not a
fight for his own survival.
“TSK, JUST FUCKING DIE!” His enraged attacker charged again this time with a
downwards strike still using his broken metal pipe.
Quickly closing the distance Subaru deflected the strike sideways while dodging to the right
by hitting a palm strike at his enemy arm, he followed his move with four very fast punches
at his enemy exposed flank and another palm strike at his face. His opponent stumbled back
trying to regain his balance.
This time the black-haired youth disposed of his opponent just in time to react towards his
other opponent who tried copying his comrade at attacking Subaru’s exposed back. Subaru
had turned to face him at the perfect moment the assailant rose up his pipe thinking he was
going to strike an unexpected opponent making the fatal mistake of overswinging his
weapon.
Subaru met his opponent with a cruel karate chop to the throat, causing the foolish
youngster to grossly miss his target allowing Subaru to grab his torso and send him
slamming against the ground with a ‘judo’ throw.
“Arrrgh!” His fallen opponent uttered as his body clashed against the hard cement, Subaru
almost felt pity looking at his enemy squirming in pain on the ground.
At that point only one viable fighter still stood up in opposition to Subaru, or so he thought.
The black-haired youth stopped and stood still in shock at realizing the first two opponents
he had fallen were already stumbling back up. Stopping now allowed him to feel the
tiredness from the fight and more importantly the pain from his injuries.
‘Shit I might have broken a rib…’ He thought, avoiding bringing his hand towards his aching
flank, to avoid showing his enemy his weakness.
Subaru slowly took some distance from his opponents and took a stance near the still
knocked out youngster, he set out to protect.
“Thefs nou shhhicape nou yuuu bashhtard.” The first goon to be defeated spoke, his broken
teeth and swollen lips making him hard to understand.
"No, that is enough. So many of you picking at a single opponent, I cannot simply overlook
such a thing.”
A voice boomed from the entrance of the dark alleyway surprising all fighters inside.
Everyone stood still as they heard a tapping that resembled some kind of wooden sandals
coming closer out of the dark entrance into the single light source that hung from above
them.
As the mysterious figure took form, the first features to appear were actual traditional
Japanese wooden sandals and as the figure came fully into the light.
“W-what??” Subaru was left dumbfounded with his mouth open, completely lost in the
person's sudden appearance.
For the figure had presented herself as a beautiful silver haired woman, wearing some kind
of modified yukata, everything about her appearance had shook Subaru’s heart violently,
making him forget the entire world around him.
“In the name of the Lugnica Martial Arts Association I demand this squabble to end
immediately! A-and you p-please stop looking at me like that!” Spoke the female intruder
who tried her best to keep a respectable image but ended up failing due to the battered
fighter who kept looking at her in the wierdest way she had ever seen.
Ha I hope y’all liked, this one is a bit messy since I wrote all that in 2 days.