"So, Chou and Tomoko are going to be in detention for two weeks? That's not too bad..."
Kenta and Hiroko were walking through the school halls to the rooftop to have lunch together, while Tomoko was busy with her team captain
"She says it is though, apparently the track team do lots of extra practice on evenings that aren't official club meetings."
"Oh! Yeah, I guess that'd be bad for her, huh..."
Kenta shook his head "It's what happens when you get into fights. She shouldn't have provoked Chou like that, even over me." Hiroko frowned, looking to her brother
"Chou? She's the girl who's been saying you don't belong here... Maybe I should have some "words" with her myself..." the girl said, raising her free hand and clenching her fist with a sound like creaking leather, bones popping in her arm as her bicep swelled menacingly "Nobody talks like that about my Nii-Chan..." Kenta gulped and raised his hand
"Hiroko, no. You can't just go beating people up." She sighed and relaxed, her arm deflating to merely huge
"I know, but... it makes me so mad!"
"Yeah, well, we'll just have to put up with it. Speaking of clubs, did you sign up for Karate yet?" Hiroko nodded
"Yeah, we meet on Tuesdays. Oh, this is so exciting, my first school sports club!" She clenched her fists up to her chin, squealing excitedly. Kenta laughed. Poor Hiroko... she'd been excluded from the school sports teams due to her status as an amazon. There were dedicated Amazon sports clubs, and they did have national tournaments against each other, but it just wasn't quite the same atmosphere... everyone was so driven and competitive, less of the community you got with school clubs. Hopefully now she'd get to have some proper bonding with people over a shared interest. "What about you Nii-Chan? Have you found a club yet? You can't really do sports here, can you?"
"No..." he sighed, but carried on walking "I've found something, don't worry."
"Oh, good!" The short muscle girl smiled "I was worried you were going to get left out here..." Kenta gave a wry smile, and patted her on the head
"You stop worrying about me. Us coming here was for you, remember?" Hiroko slumped as she walked and sighed
"Yeah, but still..." They headed out onto the rooftop and sat down to eat "When's your club meeting then?"
"This evening, as it happens. Karate's on Tuesday you said?"
"Yup!" She nodded "So you'll be heading home alone then." Kenta nodded back, opening up his bento
"And you'll be wanting feeding as well I take it..." Hiroko blushed and giggled, rubbing the back of her head. Kenta sighed "No need to be embarassed... it's been ten years Hiroko, with you AND mom. I know how you get after working out." She pouted
"Yeah, but I still feel bad making you make so much food." Hiroko blinked "Hey... could you teach me how to cook?" Kenta looked over at her
"Well... not right now..."
"No, no! But, like, this weekend maybe?" He nodded
"Sure, we can do something simple together." Hiroko gave a big grin and punched the air
After school, Kenta wandered up the stairs of the main building
"Let's see... it said room 304, right?" He walked around until he found the room in question, a piece of paper taped to the door read "Tokusatsu Club". Kenta took a breath and knocked on the door before opening it up "Hello? I'm here for the club?" The room was a small general-use space, with chairs and tables. The curtains were drawn for the small projector was sitting on one of the tables, aimed at the wall. Connected to the projector was a laptop, and sitting at that was a girl. She looked up, and gasped.
"Oh, a new member!" She smiled broadly. Her hair was bubblegum pink, done into two long braids that hung down over the front of her shoulders. Large circular glasses with slim rims framed blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Her school uniform was about the standard, jacket over a blouse and skirt down to her knees. Her frame was average for an amazon, not especially cut or with particularly colossal muscle groups anywhere, merely pleasantly huge. What WAS colossal were her breasts, even through the blouse and jacket they bulged lewdly, each one larger than her head! She stood, only an inch or so shorter than Kenta "You... you're really here to join?"
Behind her the projector displayed a video onto the screen, men in spandex costumes fighting other men in rubber monster suits. A hero in a dynamic red outfit swung his highly marketable sword into a misshapen lizardy creature, creating sparks and clouds of smoke as the monster fell, waving his arms with a low roar of pain
Kenta nodded "Yes, I am..." before he could finish, she'd dashed across the room and had him pinned in a powerful hug, squeezing his body to hers
"Gyaaahhhhh! Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I was so worried after all the seniors left this year, but with your help the club can continue!" She smiled broadly at him, still holding the boy in her impervious grip. "Oh this is great! Nobody else turned up and I was super scared I wouldn't be able to do this anymore, but now..." She looked down, and realized that Kenta was gasping for air in her hug "Ahh, I'm sorry!" She let go and took a couple of steps back, looking down and tapping her fingers together.
"Don't worry about it..." Kenta said, gasping for air "If you need one more member, I understand... Where's the rest of the club?" The girl blushed
"Oh, it's... it's just us. Since sports clubs are so much more popular, other clubs only need two members to stay in business."
"Just you and me?" She nodded "OK then. So, umm... what do we do here? Just watch old series?"
"Well... we will probably do that, yes, but, ummm..." She looked down "I was hoping... for the school festival we could make a movie? Just five minutes, transformation and a fight sequence and stuff... I wanted to do it last year but the seniors just wanted to goof off."
"Sure, that sounds fun! But, can we do it with just the two of us?" She smiled
"It's fine, I've got some friends in the drama club, it'll be a dual club effort!"
"Ok then... Sorry, what was your name again?" She blinked, and blushed
"Ah, I guess I didn't tell you in the excitement. I'm Chinami. And you're Kenta. No need to tell me that." he laughed
"Yeah, after being presented to the entire school like that at the start of the year I feel a little awkward... everyone knows who I am." She looked him up and down
"Well.. Let's not worry about that for now. We're just the Tokusatsu club, no need to make it anything more than that. Now let's sit down and watch something for the rest of the session, huh? We can talk about the film next week." Kenta took her up on her offer and sat as she pulled something up on the projector for them to watch. As the opening credits rolled she came and parked herself next to him on one of the specially reinforced school chairs, and tore open a bag of sweets "Here." She said, offering them to him as the music played. He took one with a smile, and turned to settle in and watch the show.
TUESDAY AFTER SCHOOL
While yesterday it had been clear skies with a few picturesque wisps of cloud, now the sky was a mass of slate grey thunderheads with driving rain pouring down all over. Even inside the specially reinforced dojo, with thick walls and floors mounted on strong springs to handle Amazons brawling, the drumming patter of rain could be heard. Currently, the dojo was occupied by the karate club, girls adjusting their gi's and belts, friends catching up after the summer and a few new students wandering around in awe of the place. Hiroko was one of these newbies, and was snapping pictures on her phone.
The sports hall was utilitarian, but the dojo was done up very nicely indeed. Tatami mat floors and solid wood pillars gave the room the feeling of an old dojo, despite it having been constructed less than five years ago. Trophy cabinets lined the walls with special foot thick glass doors, full of the accomplishments of the various clubs. Trophies, ribbons, medals, photos of the teams triumphant... Kinnku High's amazon sports clubs had an international reputation for excellence, frequently representing Japan in world tournaments within the high school age bracket, and the martial arts clubs were no exception. Hiroko grinned as she took a photo of the Karate teams cabinet, as one of the seniors walked up behind her
"Hey, new girl!" Hiroko turned and looked up at the towering Amazon. She was a third year, with a red sash tied around her waist, arms folded and brows frowning. She stood about seven foot tall, her body thick with powerful muscle, bulging even through the normally loose gi. Her hair was tied back into a tight bun, her full lips twisted under her button nose as she looked down at Hiroko "What do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a picture of the trophies to show my mom!" Hiroko replied with a smile "She's going to be so excited to hear about all this!" The senior snorted
"This isn't a casual keep fit club! This is a serious fighters dojo! Those trophies? We worked for those! You think you can just waltz in and be all happy and smiley? Pfah!" She looked down at Hirokos waist "Blue belt? How long ago did you earn that?"
"Huh? Oh, eight years or so. I've been slacking on my karate, but I'm sure I can get back into form soon enough!" The senior blinked, then laughed
"Eight years? You drop karate for eight YEARS and you think you can just get back into form?" She turned "Hey, chief!" Another amazon walked up, her bare feet thudding on the ground. She was shorter than the senior mocking Hiroko, but the flesh that peeked through her Gi showed excellent conditioning, her neck and forearms both looking perfectly cut, with calluses on her hands from striking practice. Her skin was tanned a deep bronze, her hair cut short and swept back, also bleached lighter from the sun. "This girl thinks she can just come in here and act tough, want me to teach her a lesson?" The club captain sighed, fingering her black belt. She also had a strap around one of her arms to indicate her status as captain, specially stretchy to handle her flexing bicep. She turned to look down at Hiroko, and blinked
"What's your name kid?"
"Hiroko! Hiroko Kawaguchi! It's real nice to meet you captain, I promise I'll try hard for the club!" The captain frowned slightly, then smiled
"Sure thing Ami. You can fight her if you want." Ami grinned, marching over to one of the sparring mats where the seniors were showing off to the new recruits, telling them to clear the space for a match. Everyone gathered around excitedly, the crowd whispering
"That's Ami, she's one of the top three fighters in the club under the chief!"
"She's best with her punches, but she can kick like a mule too! She's definitely not one to mess with... that junior is in for a rough beating!"
"Watch this match, this is the kind of standard you'll have to train with!"
Ami was laughing with her friends, casually stretching out and popping her joints. Hiroko was all alone having pulled over her gym bag, setting her phone inside and taping up her fists calmly. She then pulled her hair back into a bun and held it in place with chopsticks, before starting to limber up herself. When both girls were ready they squared up in the ring, bowed to each other, then took their stances. The club member who had volunteered herself as referee raised her hands, then dropped it with a yell. The match was on!
The club captain leaned against one of the wooden columns as they circled each other, smiling to herself as another club member came up, tapping away on her tablet. She wore round glasses and had her dark hair done in a bob-cut, her brown belt neatly pressed and her gi sparkling white "Chief" the newcomer said "Are you sure it's OK to let a newcomer fight Ami? She's just going to get destroyed!" The captain raised a hand
"Don't worry... Ami's going to be in for a surprise if I'm right."
Ami circled Hiroko, the younger, smaller girl taking a defensive stance. She was scared, she should be. Ami had more muscle and reach than this upstart brat.. she'd show her to respect her elders! The older girl lunged in and unleashed a series of jabs. Hiroko bobbed and weaved, each jab not connecting by scant millimeters! The crowd gasped! "See, Ami has her on the ropes already!" The bespectacled girl bit her lip
"She's devoting her entire attention to dodging and Ami's still looking like she could land a hit any second!" the captain shook her head
"Honestly Kameyo... I thought you were meant to be the smart one at this club. Look again." Kameyo did, adjusting her glasses "Don't you see? Hiroko's barely evading Amis attacks on purpose. No more energy or motion than what's needed to dodge."
"But.. I don't understand, how can a blue belt be fighting on that level? And she said she'd stopped practicing eight years ago..."
Ami was getting frustrated. This little brat was annoyingly hard to hit! Oh well, time to stop holding back. She pulled back her fist, twisting her wrist, and launched it forward with blinding speed and ferocity
"Oh, there it is!"
"The meteor punch! She's won many matches with this!"
"This new girl must be good if she's going to lose to Ami's signature move!"
Hiroko smirked, and adjusted stance. She brought her feet in, tightened up her guard and hunched down lower, fists close to her face. Amis fist came down, the power of her jab tearing the air with a roaring sound.
"This is it brat!" Ami thought "You're going to get in line after this for sure!" The fist streaked towards Hirokos face... And then Hiroko launched a punch of her own! Her left arm shot out to meet Ami's right, her fist skidding along the inside of Ami's arm! This forced Ami's fist away from Hirokos head, the punch whiffing behind the younger girl... and Ami now had Hirokos own hand coming up towards her jaw! The impact hit with a mighty BOOM sound! Ami was lifted into the air... then shot upwards, impacting the ceiling. It receded on its special springs, almost to the limit of what it could handle, before it pushed back, and Ami fell to the ground with a THUD that shook the entire dojo! She was out cold, everyone staring in stunned silence at Hiroko. The kevlar bands she had used to bind her left fist were totally blown apart over her knuckles, the edges smoking and smoldering where the force of the impact had ripped and burned the cloth! Hiroko blinked
"Oh... Sorry... was I not meant to do that?" Hiroko was swarmed with club members cheering and gawking over her, bombarding her with questions. Kameyo stood there, jaw dropped
"That.. That wasn't a karate move, was it Chief?" The captain shook her head
"No, that was a Cross Counter. A move plucked from boxing, and a very tricky one at that. It requires timing, dynamic vision, precision, and a lot of guts" She folded her arms as Kameyo furiously tapped away on her tablet "I fought Hiroko eight years ago at the first Amazon karate tournament and I've followed her career since." Kameyo pulled up a newspaper page from that tournament, showing a young, eight year old Hiroko hoisting the gold trophy up high with a big grin on her face. Despite the younger features and one missing front tooth, the pint sized amazon there was clearly her! "She quit karate after that, and took up other martial arts. She never stayed with one for long, only a year or so at most, but she always seemed to be a prodigy at them. If she's coming back to karate she's going to be a force to be reckoned with."
Hiroko was hoisted aloft on the shoulders of two of the other seniors, while some other club members pulled the still unconscious Ami away to the side "Kameyo, I think we might have a new anchor on our squad."
WEDNESDAY AFTER SCHOOL
After the rainstorm the day before it was thankfully dry and sunny, the early spring sun shining bright as the running club worked out around the track. Currently they were testing the new girls, having them do shuttle runs, laps, checking their shoes and form, having them jump hurdles, and generally giving them the full treatment. The girls were wearing cutoff T shirts that exposed their rock hard abs, and booty shorts that hugged their asses and not much else, with knee high socks, training shoes and sweatbands completing the look. The amazons on campus security were being extra vigilant today, they'd already found two photographers around the walls trying to take long distance pictures of the girls.
Tomoko was currently stretching out near a bench, her gym bag in front of her with an iPod strapped to her waist playing her favorite jams. She twisted as she stretched her arm, which brought her field of vision to rest on three freshmen who were staring at her with rapt awe "Umm... can I help you?" The three girls gasped, and giggled
"Umm... No! No Tomoko, we just want to watch you stretch out!" Tomoko blinked and sighed. She recognized these sorts of girls...
"Oh boy... look, you're on the same team as me now, OK? You can't just sit there and look at me with starry eyed admiration, you have to be willing to train and contribute, yeah? You want to hang out with me, let's go for a run." She smiled, reaching up and tightening the tie on her ponytail before turning to the team captain "Hey, I'm going to take the new girls out for a circuit." The team captain gave her a nod, and she turned back to her little clutch of groupies "Ok then ladies, ready to see how I train?"
"S... Sure thing, Tomoko, we" before the girl could finish, Tomoko tensed her legs and leaped over the school wall with a WOOSH of displaced air. The other girls all gawked, and followed with rather clumsy jumps of their own. They clearly weren't used to using their bodies in this way. Tomoko meanwhile, once she had touched down on the other side of the wall, had broken out into a run. She wasn't worried about photographers now, at this speed they wouldn't be picking up much more than a blur. She didn't go all out in her speed, she wanted the new girls to be able to keep pace with her after all. The redhead glanced back to see them following her, and flashed them a grin. She then leaped up again to a nearby buildings flat rooftop, and started to take long strides, each pump of her legs carrying her to a new building with long, arcing leaps.
Half an hour later the girls arrived back at the school. Tomoko was gleaming with a layer of sweat, smiling and humming to herself. Meanwhile, the three new girls were gasping for air, dripping with sweat and covered in scuffs and dirt marks, their athletics uniforms looking rather beat up from the ordeal. Tomoko walked over to a large ice-filled barrel and picked out four huge bottles of sports drink. She tossed three to the girls before popping the top on hers and chugging it.
"Drink up" she said, after draining half the bottle. "Hydration and electrolytes, you'll need both. Trust me, muscle cramps with legs like these?" she slapped one meaty thigh for emphasis "Not fun." The girls nodded limply and started to drink "So, from the state of you, I'm guessing you've never really pushed your bodies before?" The lead girl shook her head
"Uhhh.. no, I guess not. Everything's so easy since I got these muscles..."
"And how long have you had them?" The girl gulped
"Ah... About two years now..." "Three for me." "Six months." Tomoko took another huge swig of her drink, and sat back on the bench
"Right. If you're going to be on a sports club, you need to train like hell. We're all superhumans here, true... but that doesn't mean you can just lounge around eating ice cream and watching TV all day and expect to be an athlete. Our bodies still respond to training and exercise, and it will still make you better. You think you can handle feeling like this once a week? Twice? Every day?" The girls just looked at her blankly. Tomoko was something of a celebrity on the Amazon sports scene. She'd dominated the junior high athletics competitions, and in her first year of senior high school she'd done very much the same. "If you want to cheer me from the sidelines, then that's great. If you want to train with me?" She flexed, her bicep dramatically expanding in size and gaining massive definition and shapeliness "You'd better be prepared to handle the regime of a world-class athlete. Now come on, break's over, time for some shuttle runs!"
The dojo was in constant use after school, rotating on the martial arts clubs throughout the week. Thursday was the turn of the Sumo club, and Minami was currently laughing with her friends, adjusting her traditional Mawashi waist binding and breast band.
Sumo was a staunchly traditional sport, and since as far back as it had existed, it had been a boys club. The Amazon Phenomenon, however, changed all that. While amateur womens sumo was permitted, professional sumo was men only. However, with Amazon sumo exploding in popularity, getting millions of viewers worldwide on live streams and with female wrestlers faces pushing a lot of merchandise, the Japan Sumo Association had had to take action. After much debate among the Oyakata, the senior wrestlers who made up the Association, it was decided to categorize Amazons as neither women nor men as far as sumo was concerned. This neatly sidestepping the issues of tradition that stopped such bouts from gaining official backing, as well as meaning that the Amazons could wrestle in the traditional rings, which were forbidden to be even touched by a woman. It was still a controversial way of doing things, but it gave Amazon sumo some official backing.
From there, Amazon sumo had exploded in popularity, eclipsing mens sumo in revenue and viewership, especially when they started aggressively pursuing worldwide broadcasts for the pro matches. Even amateur Amazon sumo was getting plenty of traction... something about watching powerful girls with minimal clothes slam their bodies into each other was really resonating with the public, for some reason.
Minami finished laughing at one of her teammates jokes, when one of the other girls piped up "Hey, Minami, you've been hanging around with Kenta a lot, right?" Minami blinked
"Umm... yeah, what about it?"
"Ooh, tell us EVERYTHING!"
"What does he like?"
"Is he into Amazons?"
"Are you dating him?"
"Would he date me?" Minami held up her hands to quiet the girls down
"Geeze... why are you all so into him?"
"Well, he's a guy, here at school! I had a boyfriend, but being here most of the year put a strain on the relationship."
"Yeah, and other guys mostly get scared when they get up close with us. Is he scared of you Minami?"
"Not really... Look, if you want to know all this stuff just go and ask him yourself. He doesn't have a girlfriend that I know of, you should just go for it." The other sumo girls all gasped
"No way Minami, every other girl in the SCHOOL is after him! I mean, I hear he hangs out with Tomoko a lot, and how could we compete with her?" Minami laughed
"Tomoko? Well, I dunno, why don't you just go and ask him..." The other girls sighed
"We just said we can't do that Minami! We don't have your confidence, and heck, you're the champ of this squad! And all the other beauties are going to take their shots... We're just ordinary Amazons!"
Minami let out a sigh as the coach called order and started pairing up the girls for training. Should she stop hanging out with Kenta? Maybe... but he was nice. And heck, maybe he would be her boyfriend... She shook her head as she stretched out. No way. Not after she harassed him like that. Right?