Cold Blooded Lightning Revised

Chapter 1: The Lightning Transfer Student!

[HONNO CITY]

"Yeah I know what I'm getting into. Not like I've never done this shit before." A boy with unkempt white hair with a rather… out of place electric blue streak in it, the right side was pulled back behind his ear, which showed that he had multiple earrings that looked like conductor rivets, the white strands framing flame red eyes with a gear shape around the pupils, wearing a black, blue highlighted blazer which had eye like designs on the lapel, with matching pants, a red scarf flowing down his back, the end of it frayed and a bit burn, and a white hoodie under the blazer and white sneakers, along with a black glove on his left hand, muttered into his cell phone.

Over his shoulder he was carrying a wrapped cloth that was the length of a sword, but it was tightly wrapped, and two holsters with black pistols in them that were highly decorated with silver tribal marks hung on the back of his waist, along with a sheathe carrying what looked to be a wakizashi with an odd hilt bearing a switch on it.

[TRANSFER STUDENT: RAIDEN RYUKEN]

Raiden then shoved the blue subtitles out of his face in annoyance.

"Where do those things keep coming from?" he muttered.

"I'm just saying you need to be careful here at Honnouji Academey! You can't perform your normal "bust-in-and-kick-loads-of-ass" routine here!" Mikisugi stated in his overly dramatic, yet oddly serious, way.

"I'm pretty sure my normal routine will work based on the description you gave me." Raiden thought, his eyes giving off an annoyed gleam. "I am so glad we're speaking over the phone right now." Raiden sighed as he started walking forward.

"Why is that?"

"Because then I don't have to watch you lose your clothes. I get we're both guys but come on. That's a little weird."

"But it is because I am part of Nudist BEEEEAAA…."

Beep

He hung up before Mikisugi could finish.

"I hate it when he does that." Raiden mumbled, pulling his scarf up over his face slightly, and the "eyes" on his blazer's lapel seemed to look up at him.

"You know he can't help it. It's part of his position."A smooth, feminine voice replied.

"Shut it Reiketsu. You of all people… clothes… Should know that I cannot stand the craziness I'm around half the time." Raiden murmured.

[REIKETSU]

"Okay, what is with all these stupid subtitles!?" Raiden snapped as he shoved the subtitles hovering next to his torso to the side.

"Do you have to question everything? And besides, I like crazy, it makes things fun."

"Yes, yes I do!" Raiden growled as he went over to a fruit vendor, buying an apple so he could sate his hunger. "Besides…" he muttered, taking out a decent chunk with one bite, "It's not like I need a reason." He said through the mouthful as he made his way through the slums.

"Yeesh, and yet you're fully capable of sending people flying with a simple glare, and yet you question why floating subtitles always show up?"

"Shut. Up." Raiden sighed, placing his hands in his pockets.

"HEY! Don't stick that apple in me after you've taken a bite. AGH! I can feel the wetness! Wait… that's actually kinda nice, if sticky. Heheheee~." Reiketsu mumbled.

"Do you even know what you're saying? God you're such a perv." Raiden sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as a young boy with messy brown hair ran by him, bumping into Raiden.

"Sorry!" the boy yelled as he started to run off. Raiden reacted quickly and grabbed the kid by his shirts collar.

"Hold it kid. I think you have something of mine."

"I don't know what you're talkin' about!" the kid yelled, kicking his legs in an attempt to get loose.

[MATARO MANKANSHOKU]

Raiden looked over his shoulder and shot Mataro a glare, his eyes seemingly glowing and they were shadowed over, lending a more intimidating image.

"Don't lie to me. Hand over the apple. I can see the bulge in your shirt." Raiden said, pointing with a finger to the clear bulge Mataro was trying to hide.

"GYAGH! Man, and I thought I wouldn't get caught! Guys!" Mataro yelled, and three other boys showed up, brandishing makeshift weapons.

"I'll use you as a weapon kid. You'd be surprised what I can do with a human body." Raiden mumbled, adjusting his main cargo, letting the cloth around it slip just a bit.

"Ha! I doubt that! Get him!" Mataro yelled, and his buddies charged, while Raiden rolled his eyes and swung Mataro hard, using him to bludgeon his three friends and send them flying with one powerful swing.

"Now maybe you'll learn a thing or two." Raiden muttered as the dazed Mataro let out a pained moan as the teenager looked at him, the kid dangling from his ankle before the delinquent boy dropped him flat on his face.

"Talk about resilient." Reiketsu muttered, genuinely impressed.

"Yep."

"I'm sorry!" Mataro shouted, moving back and groveling, his three friends appearing beside him somehow, and Raiden's look changed to a confused expression.

"Say what?" Raiden muttered.

"We're really weak against strong people! That's our strong suit!" Mataro snapped.

"Hehe. Guess I really can't hold it against you if you're so good at groveling. I'll let it pass this time. Just let those bruises be some reminders." Raiden chuckled, adjusting his cargo.

"MATARO!" a girl shouted, and Mataro was hit from behind by a book bag almost out of nowhere.

[MAKO MANKANSHOKU]

"Again with the subtitles?" Raiden muttered as Mako plowed into Mataro and pinned him, using various, rather painful looking, holds on him.

"What have I told you about trying to mug people in the morning!?" Mako shouted.

"I'm sorry!" Mataro shouted.

"Man this town is crazy." Raiden grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose again.

"Let's go Raiden. We've got to be up to the Academy as soon as possible." Reiketsu stated in her ever so calm tone, Raiden, letting go of his nose.

"Good point." Raiden nodded before turning around and walking off, completely missing Ryuko as she walked up next to Mako.

"Who the hell was that?" Ryuko muttered.

[RYUKO MATOI]

"I don't know, but did you get a look at his uniform? Something's off about it." Senketsu muttered.

[SENKESTU]

"Not really, but it is odd. And what's with the overly huge scarf?" Ryuko muttered.

"Raiden, did you see that last girl that showed up?" Reiketsu muttered, humming in thought.

"The one in the black sailor uniform? What about her?" Raiden mumbled as he jumped onto the top of a nearby tram packed with students.

"I got an odd feeling… almost like she was wearing a Kamui." Reiketsu muttered, Raiden laying down and letting out a hum.

"She did fit the description Mikisugi sent, but I'll find out once we get up to the academy, so ignore it for now." Raiden muttered.

[HONNOUJI ACADEMY, SECOND YEAR CLASS K]

"Class, today we are getting another transfer student. This is Ryuken Raiden, and he's transferring here from the Chubu region." Mikisugi, who was thankfully in his teacher's disguise, said as he drew out the characters of Raiden's name on the board.

"Nice to meet all of you." Raiden muttered with a slight nod, moving his scarf down, keeping a small grin on to look friendly.

"Raiden, look: it's the two from the morning." Reiketsu stated, making a short gesture with her eyes, Raiden following it and his eyes locked with Ryuko's, and the girl was shooting him a glare. One could literally feel the tension in the air as the intrigue both seventeen year old's had escalated by the moment.

"You feel that?" Senketsu and Reiketsu murmured to their respective wearers.

"Yep." Ryuko and Raiden nodded.

"All right Ryuken, there's a free seat behind Matoi over there." Mikisugi stated, Raiden nodding, "Be a bit wary. She's the Kamui user I told you about." Mikisugi whispered just loud enough, Raiden clicking his tongue.

"I noticed." Raiden mumbled as he moved over to his seat. Ryuko's eyes followed him until he sat down, and her glare didn't change. "There a problem or something?"

"Nothing. Just getting a bad feeling." Ryuko muttered, tapping a finger on the desk.

"Most people tend to get those around me." Raiden stated. "It's a natural thing really. Especially when one knows a threat's around. But I'll tell you this, Ryuko Matoi, I'm no threat, at least, as long as you don't start something." He chuckled, slouching in his chair as he pocketed his hands.

"It's nice to meet ya' Raiden! That's an interesting name ya got there!" Mako shouted, shooting around. Raiden leaned back a bit, cocking an eyebrow.

"You're that one Mataro kid's older sister right?" Raiden muttered, his left eye shut behind his bangs.

"Uh huh! Sorry about this morning! He never really learns!" Mako nodded enthusiastically.

"I used him to bludgeon his friends. I think he'll learn something." Raiden muttered, leaning on his gloved hand.

"You what?" Ryuko asked.

"I used the kid as a club to whack his friends. He stole my apple and when his friends attacked me I had him by his shirt, so I used what was on hand." Raiden stated. "Now, I think we should start paying attention and save small talk for later."

"I'm getting this really cold feeling from the kid… and I can swear the air around him is electrified." Senketsu murmured.

"I wonder why…" Ryuko muttered, taking one more brief glance at Raiden, who had covered his mouth with his scarf again.

"We'll have to find out." Senketsu muttered.

[MIKISUGI'S APARTMENT]

"So, what's your first impression of this place, eh?" Mikusugi muttered, leaning on the windowsill.

"Hierarchical, and leaving a bad impression for me… like the rest of this damn country." Raiden stated, sitting on the couch lengthwise with one arm behind his head, turning a pinky in his right ear casually.

"I assumed you'd say as much. Considering your amnesia, and what you've been around the past seven years." Mikisugi murmured, taking off his glasses and sleeking his hair back.

"Oooh, please tell me he's gonna start stripping! YOW!" Reiketsu yelped when Raiden pinched her, an annoyed look on his face as he pulled her scarf down away from his mouth. "Ouch…"

"Yes, well being stuck in a country more or less ruled by a high school girl isn't exactly the best way to leave a lasting impression. Especially when all I can remember from back then is my parents being murdered." Raiden muttered, drawing his scarf down.

"Especially on a punk such as you." Mikisugi hummed, his shirt starting to unbutton, Raiden gaining a cross popped vein on his forehead.

"I am not a punk, I am a puckish rogue! There is a difference!" Raiden snapped, sitting up, Reiketsu chuckling.

"Please, you're a punk, stop with the-WHY DO YOU KEEP PINCHING ME OWOWOWOW!" Reiketsu switching to yelping as Raiden pinched her again.

"Shut it." Raiden grumbled, "So, that Matoi girl, how long has she had her Kamui eh? It'd be impossible for me not to notice that thing, though it was mentioned in the briefing."

"A few days." Mikisugi stated.

"What?" Raiden blinked, the man, who was now losing his shirt through seeming defiance of physics, gave a nod, "Whoa whoa whoa, she's only had her Kamui for a few days? WHAT?!"

"Well the two already work together well… the issue being the girl's bout with, well, modesty. I gave her some advice about her Kamui before sending her off earlier today, though we'll have to see if it's enough to win her a fight." Mikisugi stated, Raiden sighing, seeming to immediately change his mood about it.

"Oh, that's it? Tch, I think she'll get over it soon enough. So, what do you want me to do? Shouldn't you, what with posing as a teacher, be enough to keep an eye on her?" Raiden murmured, and the he put a hand over his eyes when Mikisugi struck a pose, "Oh god he's posing again…"

"Show time!" Reiketsu laughed, the man's shirt already beginning to drift off his body.

"NOPE! NO NO NO NO NNNNNOOOOO! I am cutting this off before it goes further!" Raiden snapped to his feet as he shouted, folding his arms as an X, Mikisugi halting.

"You're always so particular about this."

"Yeah, because I don't wanna sit around while you pose and chew the scenery! Just tell me what I gotta do and send me on my way, without getting naked!"

"There's no shame in such things, I don't see why you're so adamant."

"Because I'm not a weirdo!"

"Says the kid who has a bizarre reverence for cardboard boxes." Reiketsu scoffed, Raiden again pinching her lapel, "STOP PINCHING ME!"

"Do not insult the cardboard box. You highly underestimate how useful they are, especially towards infiltration! It's the best tool one can use for sneaking into an enemy base!" Raiden declared, the uniform sighing at the… odd reverence in his tone of voice as he spoke. "And as for the stripping thing, I just don't like sitting around! So, if you could just tell me what I need to know without doing so?"

"Sadly, that cannot be helped!" Mikisugi declared, his shirt coming off completely, Raiden slapping a hand onto his face, "As for why you have been brought here, as you've searched every other corner of the country, this was the last place you could come too as well."

"Seven years, seven freaking years." Raiden grumbled, kicking a foot, "Soooo? What's my job then? I swear if I'm here to baby sit…"

"Not quite!"

"Then get to the point."

"Ryuko's progress will be her own. You personally don't have to do anything but watch and observe. Decide for yourself. That is your assignment, Raiden Ryuken!"

Silence pervaded the room as Mikisugi's clothes continued to fall away, Raiden only blinking as he tugged the pulled back bits of his hair back into place, an entirely non-plussed expression on his face as he just stared forward.

"And this is going to help me find out who the crazy bitch who killed my mom and dad is how?" Raiden leaned back as he tilted his head, Mikisugi giving a sigh as he put a hand on his head and leaned against the wall, oddly serious despite his earlier theatrics.

"Frankly, this is the last option you have." And so was the tone the man had. "Your amnesia is psychosomatic, and over the past few years since you started fighting and acquired Reiketsu, you've had no luck in finding any triggers to help restore them. The only clue you have is who the murderer was, as well as your missing brother. If there is any place you can find this information at, it would be here at Honnouji.

"Yeah, the heart of all of this madness. Thank whatever deity who might exist this madness has been kept to Japan." Raiden stood up and went to the window, hopping onto the sill and looking at the city below, the apartment easily overlooking the slums, his attention moving up to the central district, the top zone, and eventually, the academy looming above the spiraling structure, "Well, I'm bored, so I'mma go scout out the Academy a bit."

"Ah, about that." But, Riaden jumped from the sill, slinging off by whipping out a pistol and launching a zipline from it, doing the same with a second to swing along the buildings as he descended, Mikisugi sighing, "Well, no matter… he's adaptable enough to make something out of what he'll find once he reaches the school today. I wonder how he'll react to seeing how Ryuko fights at this point."

"What the hell is up with all of the commotion?"

"Maybe something's goin' on here."

"Oh no shit Sherlock! You want an award for most obvious statement of the year?"

"… You're an ass, y'know that?"

Raiden snickered as he continue looking for a way to get past the crowd, clicking his tongue as the clamor of the students milling in hardly left an opening to move forward without getting swept up in the crowd, and in his annoyance as he tried to resist the tide, found the nearest nondescript student and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, what the hell is up with this crowd right now?" Raiden asked, the student giving him a confused look.

"You mean you haven't heard?"

"I wouldn't be asking if I did." Came the very deadpan response from Raiden.

"That crazy transfer student chick is having a match against the Tennis Club president! How the hell have you not heard?"

"I just got here literally today." Raiden replied, the student just shrugging and fading back into the crowd as into view came a walled off structure, assumedly the court where this match would take place, Raiden deciding to take the quick route and jumping over the students, using heads as foot steps until he got to the stands, his first note being the gratuitous amount of spikes lining the wall surrounding the court.

"The hell is this?"

"Fuck if I know." Raiden murmured, scanning the court as he leaned on the edge of the wall, taking in the surroundings and the people around the place. While most of the occupants were just more nondescript students, mostly males, Mako was on one of the wider sets of bleachers, he could see a male student in a white, long coat style uniform with a bamboo sword sticking out of the back of it atop of the scoreboard, and down on the court itself, first coming into view was a girl in a rather outrageous looking tennis uniform toting a massive, red and spiked tennis racket bigger than she was.

And directly below Raiden was Ryuko, though her outfit was different.

"Kinky." Raiden hummed, smirking at the midriff barring, incredibly revealing state of Ryuko's armor like clothes, Reiketsu giving a hum.

"You wouldn't see it normally, but girl's got curves. Not bad for a wandering punk. Shame her Kamui is in such a small looking state thought… she's obviously uncomfortable wearing him. Poor guy, must suck to have a partner so concerned with her modesty. Get naked girl, revel in that hot bod of yours!"

"You know Matoi can't hear you, right? Frickin' perv."

"Worth a shot. And hey, don't knock it! I see you staring at that ass!"

"Blame that skirt." Raiden just sighed, then clicking his tongue as he ignored Mako's incessant cheearing, Ryuko bouncing the ball in her hand, "Let's just see where this goes and see if that advice Mikisugi gave her pays off."

Ryuko's serve sent the ball flying at a quick pace, but the tennis club girl easily batted it back, Ryuko having to jump to return it, and while any male with a direct view whipped out a camera at the upskirt shot they got, Raiden's face remained nonplussed… or more fittingly, analytic. The next return sent the ball right through Ryuko's racket, the orb exploding upon contact with one of the spikes on the wall.

"Love 15!" The student standing atop the scoreboard shouted, the counter changing immediately in favor of the tennis club girl.

"Huh, wonder if it's that Two-Star uniforms work." Raiden gave a hum as he leaned on a hand, closely looking at the tennis club girls uniform, the most glaring detail of the garment being the red, glowing stars on the torso section, which moved with the same thread-like gleams as her massive racket. "Should I just end this now and shoot the thing?"

"What, and spoil the fun? Nah, let this go a few more rounds, see what happens. Besides, Aikuro did say this was her test… I think." Reiketsu's reply just got a shrug from Raiden, the next set beginning … and immediately biting Ryuko as the returned ball slammed the ground hard enough to leave a small dent in the court, and spun up from the edge of her racket to then smack her in the face, sending the girl flying from the court and into the wall, upside down and stuck on some of the spikes, more wild cheers from the audience sounding as Raiden's hand met his face.

"Love 30!"

"Whoa, you're flashing the crowd Ryuko!" Mako shouted, sliding right over to Raiden for no apparent teason, "Hey, new guy, what do you think?"

"No comment." Raiden muttered, pulling his hand down his face, then looking down at Ryuko below him, "Hey, Matoi before you decide to start smacking the ball like a dumbass…"

"Say what now?!" Ryuko's interruption only made Raiden pause for a moment, his face utterly nonplussed despite the… view in front of him.

"How about using that head of yours and thinking before using you Kamui's power with that flimsy ass standard racket." Raiden said, Ryuko blinking as he pointed at the item in her hand, "Seems like a better idea to me."

"Ggh… just who the hell are you?" Ryuko snapped, steam bursting from her attire, Raiden rolling his eyes.

"New guy. We met this morning. I sit behind you in class." Was the deadpan response, though Raiden had a smirk on his face as he leaned on a hand, "So? Gonna take my advice, or you gonna embarrass yourself more out of stubbornness?"

"Ryuko, we should listen to him." Senketsu spoke before Ryuko could make an objection as more steam billowed from his vents, the girl looking at his "eye" with a raised brow, Raiden's smirk growing a bit as he caught on, despite not hearing Senketsu's voice himself, "Use your scissor. It's the only thing that can handle our strength in the way you intend to use it."

"Heh, fine. So long as it lets me rub my win in this assholes face!" Ryuko flipped off of the spikes, turning to Mako and Raiden, the brown-haired girl, of all things to be doing, sleeping on a red, scissor shaped blade, which Raiden looked a bit surprised to have not noticed until that moment, "Mako, my scissor!"

"Huh?" Mako immediately woke up, planting her feet on two of the spikes and yanking the sword from the wall, chucking it right to its owner, "Catch!"

"This oughta be good." Raiden mused, leaning on his hand at an angle as Ryuko pulled a thread off Senketsu and formed an impromptu racket threading with the grip of her scissor blade, earning surprised looks from the bamboo sword carrying student and the tennis club girl.

"That's not regulation!" The tennis club girl shouted, the bamboo sword student blowing a whistle.

"Faul-" Though he was interrupted when a blinding light shone from above, Raiden, somehow seemingly imposing on the light itself even as every other student was shrouded by it, Raiden narrowing his eyes to see who the light was shining behind, the subject being a black-haired girl with her hands planted on a katana in front of her, towering above the crowd from the tower of the school.

"So that's who runs this place… Satsuki Kiryuin." Raiden noted, his smirk widening a bit more.

"No." Satsuki's voice rang through the stadium with ease, her very presence commanding respect from the student body below her, "It's fine Hakodate. Keep playing. Show her the power of your Two-Star Uniform."

"At once!"

"Milady!"

"Well, seems this Kiryuin chick has a legion of loyal followers." Reiketsu said, Raiden nodding while the bamboo sword student and Hakodate both bowed to Satsuki before attention returned to the still-in-stance Ryuko.

"Course she does. This entire school is under her thumb. And I'm betting bamboo sword guy there is one of her elites." Raiden said.

"HEY! I heard that one! The name is Uzu Sanageyama, show some respect to your upper classman!" The mentioned student snapped, Raiden shrugging again as he retained that smarmy smirk on his face.

"Can we just cut the chatter and get on with things here?" Raiden said, chuckling when Ryuko turned a glare to him, "Hey, don't look at me. I'm here for the same reason asEyebrows up there. To see how much power you can use with that Kamui."

"Huh?! How the hell do you know this thing is called a Kamui?!" Ryuko shouted, Raiden putting a finger to his lips without saying another word.

"I'd turn around. Your opponent is waiting over there." Satsuki said, nonplussed by Raiden not bothering to use her name, even though Sanageyama looked about ready to throttle the boy from where he stood, and Ryuko turned back around with a click of her tongue.

"Well, least now she looks serious." Raiden hummed, Reiketsu giving a snicker.

The next, and definitely final serve from the look on Ryuko's face alone, smashed the ball right into Hakodate's side, the force of it dragging the club president along the ground, her return getting nowhere before Ryuko shot it right back at point blank range, the ball going back and forth and smacking it's unfortunate victim multiple times over as if for good measure before sending Hakodate flying into the opposite wall, spikes flying from the structure like hail along with the club president.

And in the crowd, Raiden smirked as he caught the twitching running along Ryuko's body, the girl flipping her sword around as a gleam shot across it as Hakodate sailed towards her, a slash from Ryuko's scissor blade slicing through the air and rending the two-star uniform into pieces.

[SEN'I SOSHITSU]

"And there's the Banshi." Raiden hummed as his keen gaze spotted the small red thread drifting in the air before being absorbed into Ryuko's attire, a small glow surrounding her body for a moment.

"You did it Ryuko!" Mako cheered, Raiden putting a finger in his ear to drown out her shouting being right in his face.

"And time to make like a tree and leave…" Though as Raiden was about to slink away into the crowd, pulling up his scarf to cover his face for good measure, he stopped when he swore he saw something in the corner of his eyes, drawing his gaze to see Sanageyama and a crew of other one-star students lining up in front of Ryuko, "Well… shit."

"You're not gonna just flake out and neglect making an entrance, right?"

"I was gonna save that for another day Reiketsu… but depending on how this goes." Raiden said so as he slowly crept along the side, though the situation below had everyone's attention elsewhere and not focused on him one bit.

Which he preferred anyway.

"Wait, Sanageyama, she's right, it's over. The new girl wins." The prominent voice of Satsuki cut through the air as a sword would, Sanageyama and the students immediately retreating to bows at the sight of her down on the court with them, Ryuko however, ready to keep the fight going.

"Now that we're face to face again, I wanna know if you're the one who killed my dad!" Ryuko received not a verbal answer, but a flash in the air, a deep cut appearing on the armor like surface of Senketsu shortly after, "Huh, what the…?"

"If you wish to know the answer…" Satsuki now showed she'd drawn her katana, it's black blade humming through the air from its drawing swing, the girl raising the blade parallel to her shoulder, "Fight me for it."

"Ryuko, try to beat her within two minutes. Any longer and you'll pass out again." Senketsu said, Ryuko giving an annoyed growl.

"Well then maybe you shouldn't drink so much of my damn blood!"

"Secret Sword Bakuzan… it's blade is sharper than yours." Satsuki said, drawing Ryuko's attention back to her, "It can cut through anything… even a Kamui."

Satsuki stepped forward, and as she raised her blade to strike, the sheer feeling of the gap between her and Ryuko seemed to alter even the size the two stood out, Ryuko tiny underneath Satsuki's overpowering presence, the black katana coming down to strike her…

But a blue flash through the air interrupted all of it, like the sight itself had been cut in half, returning the appearance of everything to normal as dust shot up around Ryuko and Satsuki for a moment, the former in a defensive stance while the latter still poised to strike as the dust fell to reveal what dared interrupt, a cloth covering slipping as the object that was stuck in the court was revealed.

A sheathed katana, the sheathe itself stylized, high tech in look, bulkier where the guard of the blade itself would be, and the protruding hilt was far from normal, high-tech, a switch visible near it's metallic guard, the grip rubber rather than a wrapping, and the pommel of it segmented. Not an ordinary weapon by any means.

"Now, I love a cat fight as much as the next guy buuut, well, this seems to just be using time up for all of us here."

Nobody there knew who the owner of the voice was as a shape leapt from the stands and landed on the hilt of the sword like it was a perch, a red scarf billowing behind them as the katana barely moved position.

"Sorry for the interruption ladies, but, I felt now would be a good time to make sure my classmate here doesn't end up on the wrong side of things, you can see what I mean, probably." The light shifted just enough as Raiden pocketed his hands, smirking under his scarf at the confused, bewildered, or curious expressions he was seeing around him.

"What the… who the hell do you think you are, interrupting like that?" Sanageyama drew his bamboo sword and shot forward to strike, Raiden hopping down from his perch and kicking the katana out of the ground, grabbing it's hilt and swiping it around to block Sanageyama's strike, stopping the blow dead in its path.

"Ah ah ah, it's rude to interrupt someone's introductory scene now." Raiden teased, Sanageyama trying to break the lock, only to freeze when Raiden's other hand shot under his jacket, producing a pistol from it, the barrel being shoved right into his face, "And to assume your intended victim would actually fight fairly if required.

"Sanageyama, stand down." Satsuki ordered, the young man doing as told and retreating, Raiden lowering his firearm and placing his sword across his shoulders, "You, who are you?"

"Just another transfer student trying to make the most out of his day." Raiden snickered, sighing when Satsuki stuck her sword in his face, the boy then casually brushing it aside, "Alright alright fine, I'll give a serious introduction to the whole lotta ya', for all the good it'll do me, peh."

"Okay who the hell is this guy?" Ryuko murmured.

"It's the same student you saw earlier during the match. Did you seriously forget his face already?" Senketsu said, Raiden pulling down his scarf for good measure.

"My mind was elsewhere at the moment!" Ryuko snapped, Raiden letting out a snicker as he heard that.

"You want a proper intro, Kiryuin Satsuki, you'll get one." Raiden said, holstering his firearm back under his jacket, laying his free hand on the hilt of the shorter sword on the back of his waist, "I'm just your average everyday amnesiac wandering around the country looking for answers with the clues I got. These swords, this scarf, and even this uniform of mine, all the last things I've got about the parents I can barely remember. Like the hot head behind me…"

"HEY!"

"I'm looking for the person who killed them." Raiden's words had a weight to them, Ryuko's eyes widening while Satsuki appeared as stern as she typically did, and Raiden brought his main weapon down, pointing it at Satsuki, "I've been looking through every last one of your bases at the schools you've been taking over these past few years, and now my ass is here at Honnouji Academy itself. I'm looking for answers, and I'm gonna find them. The name is Ryuken Raiden, commit it to memory!"

"Ryuken, huh?" Satsuki calmly said, giving an amused scoff as Raiden lowered his sword, and Ryuko's look then shifted to a flash of realization.

"Wait now I remember, you're that transfer student from earlier today! The one I had a bad feeling about!"

"Oh so now you remember me?" Raiden turned to Ryuko with a smirk as he gave the clearly sarcastic reply, the girl giving a growl, steam billowing from her Kamui and making a cloud, and when next she was seen, she was standing by Mako, the other girl holding a case.

"Screw you! And next time I see you, Kiryuin Satsuki, we're finishing this! Let's bail Mako!"

"Okay!"

And with another puff of steam, the Kamui wearing girl was gone from the school grounds with her pal in tow, Raiden in the meanwhile, picking up the cloth on the ground and wrapping his sword again, looking back at Satsuki as her gaze bore into his skull, and those around could feel the tension in the air as Raiden's gaze met hers.

"Now isn't exactly the time for this, but, I'll be back as well." Raiden snapped his fingers, a smoke screen billowing up around him, Sanageyama slashing through it, but the white haired boy was already gone, a piece of paper drifting down, the senior grabbing it, an irked look coming to his face when it was nothing but a cartoony image of Raiden's face sticking his tongue out.

"That snotty little…" Sanageyama crushed the paper in his hand, then making a short bow as he turned to Satsuki, "Forgive me, milady. I underestimated Matoi.

"Demote Hakodate to No Star, and set up an interleague match with the Sumo Club for Hokkaido." Satsuki ordered, getting a nod, bringing her blade up and slowly sheathing it, "Just as I thought, Kamuis are quite powerful… you have my attention, Matoir Ryuko, Ryuken Raiden."

And off to the side, within the shadows of the ruined arena structure was another person, the shadow obscuring their features, though their hand moved to adjust a hat, a wily chuckle coming from them.

"Hehehe, looks like things are about to get very interesting for Satsu-chan and me… hmhm… nice to see you again, little brother." The figure spoke, the voice male, smooth and like a hiss, like a snake was speaking, and thin eyes opened to show red irises, a wicked gleam coming from them, "You better make this interesting, Raiden."

A/N

I said I was making this, and here it is, Cold Blooded Lighting, updated and altered! My plans for this could be called minimal… but, with the changes made to the OCs and so on, I expect things to be very fun as they go. Well then, let's get busy why don't we? Ya got a question, feel free to PM me… I'll be as spoiler free as possible… though maybe it's not that big of a deal for anyone who knows the original.