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| Name:Senshi Nakajima Nickname: N/A Age:35 | 300 Gender:Male Squad:sixth Rank: Lieutenant Weapon(s): |zanpakuto| |hakuda| |Kendo knowledge| • Sealed Zanpakutô Abilities: Because of this known trait its always been commented that he must have a telekensis with his sword even when its sealed but it’s always just a misconception prior and afterwards since Senshi merely flick’s his wrist which points one reason to think the Zanpakutō responds to that motion to return like a boomerang. The misconception is that he keeps a small thread of wire attached to the hilt of the weapon the he knows where it remains at all times should he grap it with his left or right hand. Personality: Senshi is a quiet and polite individual, who follows orders to the letter and expects others to do the same. Senshi has been known to speak only when spoken to; and not liking to be the center of attention or voicing his opinion unless it’s important. Let alone socialize with his comrades. He speaks readily and eagerly with his superiors, finding that he’s one of the few people worth talking to. Senshi doesn’t enforce any rules as he instead would rather show the example to the other officers below him in the unit. He only expects and believes in the idea of treating everyone no matter what social status you hold with respect. For you have to get respect in order to receive it. That is senshi’s underline idea behind his actual attitude in any shade of light. His relationship with the other high ranking officers has always been distant at best. Finding that he’d rather keep to himself and train in silence, tranquility fitting him more than any rambunctious activities his fellow comrades would have planned. His relationship with other captains is that of one of sheer respect and obedience, no matter his personal views on their character, ethics or effective command. Senshi only does this to showcase that he can act accordingly since he will not let his own motives display what he truly thinks about others. Holding his own captain in higher regards to any other captain or vice captain. It’s in that moment that Senshi would lay his life on the line to allow the mission and or idea be accomplished even if it meant he’d perish in the process. He’s actually quite thorough in organizing and calculations. Being more “book smart” than most of the average seated officers. Seen as more of the behind-the-scenes strategist than rather entering battle alone and headstrong. Senshi likes to think that a mission and or exercise must be dealt in a series of moves. One must engage anything with a master plan rather it be for support, help in the front lines or just a diversion. Everything must flow within a category of cause and effect. Senshi does nothing without a purpose and takes it upon himself to express each and everything one of those purposes. Physical Appearance:Senshi is a man of average body tone and size 5’11 [177lbs], having long silver hair that is usually tied into a ponytail where it stretches down past the small of his back, his bangs usually hang to both sides of his face. He has cool light blue eyes that turn red when powered by resolve. Senshi has in addition to standard Shihakushō uniform, he wears a blue white trimmed Kimono, showing his own lineage of a clan he is a part of, he wears this style to honor his comrades and forefathers. He wears a white sash around his waist, holding his Zanpakutō securely on his right hip, suggesting that he is left-handed. He also wears a blue centered, white tasseled, cloth headband which he ties over his forehead, letting the tassel fall over his shoulders. Apart from that, he wears regular brown sandadls with white tabi socks. Bio: - Spoiler:
Senshi was born into a clan of highly skilled warriors; they ranged to have multiple talents being their forefathers are all potential highly spiritual souls that resided in the higher class districts of populated districts. Since they didn’t have one base of buildings this clan usually expanded and died off shortly before the turn of the second or third century when clans were all but huge upscale of things to rise all around the districts. Senshi was born to both parents who came from a long line of knowledge beings that paid tribute to new souls that were labeled by the clan as key faces that would revered as prodigies. Much like the more social class clans that came before and after them, Senshi could recall that his clan was nothing more than a huge mass that were hell bent on one idea, and that was perfection. They wanted to breed or otherwise be something that would live long past even their own demise.
Senshi Nakajima was one of these prodigies that lived in the light of this perfection or just something close to that marker. He remembers his early days were spent with the older members of that said clan in complete mediation. They have held the idea that one can seek absolute resolve if they remained focused even upon their death bed. The older generation before wanted to ensure that Senshi was never going to question or think twice about his own actions, and speak with conviction and calm and a collection of thoughts that gave others a sense that they could throw their entire faith and acknowledgment in his abilities even when it meant certain death.
By the time Senshi was well into his older years as a man, his clan fell off the face of the map and was long since erased out of the history of Rukongai. His years were a mixture of both good and bad moments and Senshi never once doubted anything that fell upon his lap. The citizens of each district that Senshi would come across held no ill feelings towards him, some believed him to be a evil while others came saw a good nature soul that walked amongst them. Even though others tried to hold a candle to his well being, Senshi never once took anything another said or tried to do to him as something he needed to handle. It wasn’t long after till he came across what a shinigami was and his goals were introduced to him. He wanted to find out how to go about becoming one and he was able to years later.
Arrival into the Academy spawned him many different views that those of that year were trying to label on him. They being the more populated of talkative and disrespectful students seen Senshi as a cocky, or guy that though he was better than everyone. Reasons for this were very hard to understand because he never once associated with anyone nor even the instructors. He quietly listened and followed the orders his teachers gave him to the letter. Because he didn’t socialize with anyone was the downfall the academy students that year found him to be hard to figure out so they created lies and started to let those lies take on a conversation amongst the masses which ended up spreading into the instructors wishing to finding out anything they could about Senshi Nakajima.
As the end of the second and beginning of the third year came in the academy, Senshi was reviewed much like those in the classes he was in. The instructors of each class that talked and demonstrated for the students to learn and showcase back. When it came for Senshi to show the knowledge that he was learning to his class and instructors they were very shocked to see the level of control and skill that was being taken. His talents were something to be revered even for the highly skilled classmates that were the most popular that era.
The first review with his hohou class was shocked to realize that even though it would normally take new faces several years after to at least get into a range of picking up any basics and fully understanding them to an adept level. Senshi has displayed that he held an instructors teaching as a basis to embrace your own willpower to let go of self restraints and dive into it all. As the same held for Hakuda, Zanjutsu as well the last of his classes was the demon arts. And by this month long exam that the instructors were taking with Senshi and the rest of his class individually they needed to find who was considered superior or just about ready to take their graduation exams and to become a ready shinigami of the gotei thirteen.
As rumors began to spread so did the rest of his entire reputation as he was known to have many rumors, the mass majority were rumors of complete and utter disrespect towards him since girls hated that they never could get close to him since he showed no interest in what they were after. And a few men wanted to be like him so the girls that were interested in him showed the same affection towards them. Senshi never once took notice of anything except his goals to improve from one day into the next.
By the end of the third year only a great handful were able to take the graduation exams, Senshi Nakajima being amongst these masses. And just like the middle of the year his display from the step method (hohou)/ swordsmanship (zanjutsu)/ hand to hand (hakuda and Demon arts (Kidō). Senshi’s control and skills improved which pointed that he’s understood everything fully and with enough ease to take these initial steps and easily improve further beyond given he takes the steps after to apply for a squad after graduation comes and passes.
Graduation was given and those that didn’t make it soon came to a realization that the rumors that started about him turned out false that he wasn’t cocky, rude or even held himself above the bar of others. They all began to cheer for him as if they knew him forever. In that moment Senshi showed one emotion which was the ability to smile as his way of saying thank you.
Inner world appearance:The inner world of Gyokueijoshin is one of pure magical scenery. A nice luscious mountain hangs in the backdrop. A deep orange and yellow sunset sets far above with dark black and brown clouds that mix in with the rays of lights from above. A rocky gravel environment with semi to larger shattered statues is where you can spot Atorasu posted up by. The weather itself is quite calm but its subtle mood swings shifts when she moves and stops. With a few red blossoms trees planted far off in the back of it all. ZanpakutōName:Gyokueijoshin (Crystal Goddess) Zanpakutō spirit: She takes on the form of what her name reflects; though Senshi was rather discouraged finding out that the origins of his Zanpakutō spirit was female, rather hesitant in accepting her. Proving herself had been easy, showing Senshi she was to be rather powerful and strong. She is not what you would call normal in any sense, her body is fixated to a mass of spiny crystals in which the upper body protrudes from, a large pair of crystal wings sits on her back; spanning a near fifteen feet from tip-to-tip. She is not inanimate by all means, but she has never shown herself to move from the perch of the crystal mound. Her voice is very ethereal and mystic, only speaking in what sounds like whispers. footnotes: Being his zanpakuto is a female, she does not respond like others would in japanese to her abilities. for some reason or another she response to different set of language commands that Senshi has yet to pin point. Hoping to write this out in a back story after. Sealed form:The sealed form has a very old worn out rusted look to it, one would think nothing of it when they see the sealed version of it. - Spoiler:
Shikai Call out phrase:Ayawamat (one who follows orders) Shikai description:Changing drastically, as the handle extends out further beyond protruding from it.Three large spikes as an overall organic and mechanical feel cover the blade which shortens the blade into a large machete with tribal writing over both sides of the blade itself. Within the inner workings of the blade various rivets form which begin to take on the form of small chainsaw pattern. - Spoiler:
Other changes: A small short chain drops out from underneath the handle with the flick of Zatoichi’s wrist holding it within his hand. Used to further allow a variety different move sets to be performed. The chain itself can reach out to 5"ft, given it forms at only 3" ft when the zanpakuto changes into the shikai version Ability:The main ability of Senshi's shikai is wind and the properties of producing powerful strikes with them. Technique: Goyathlay Means "one who yawns" When called forth, large aggressive winds can be shot forth at the targets from swings that Senshi creates after he takes hold of his zanpakuto which is converted into its shikai state by swinging them from the chains hanging from the hilt of both of the weapons. Depending on how quickly he spins them the winds can become stronger and more violent. Quick half circle to full complete circles produce semi- to larger winds. Constant full complete circle patterns and then strikes out produce more effective winds. Technique: Shodan (初段, First Step): The sheer power of this level of wind causes a roar upon its activation. It produces moderate damage and a sturdy defense, capable of obliterating boulders and the the roofing off of the houses of the Rukongai or the Seireitei. The wind is close to one hundred and seventy-eight kilometers per hour (110 mph), in terms of speed. Technique: Nidan (二段, Second Step): The Nidan is considerable more powerful than the step before it. Upon activation, a large cyclone is generated around Senshi's being, baring speeds of about two hundred and eighteen kilometers per hour (138 mph), These winds are also powerful enough to uproot trees. Downsides: These abilities itself is measured in how much Senshi constantly produces more winds with each swing in combat. Having a limitation set between 5-10swings per set of 2-5 posts would still take its toll on him. He has never been known to last the full extent beyond 3 posts or produce the max 10 swings. Techniques: Senshi has found a way to properly revert his shikai back into the sealed version and contain his reserves so that he doesn't completely drain himself dry and lose any chance at having the will to continue in combat/training. He still continues to speed up the time it takes him to perform it but for now the initial phase is 2-3 posts. When he reverts it back he hasn't the ability to call upon it right away. That takes another cooldown time frame on his part. BankaiBankai name:Bankai description: Ability: Techniques: Role-play sample:This rp sample is merely something I've did elswhere before the site shut down completely. Glad i saved it out back then. - Spoiler:
Act I
It was a restless night for Maeda, he knew what the next days coming ahead would bring. In class, most of the students had been very excited about, he on the other hand, cringed at the thought. The class had finally learned enough of the theory, now was time to apply the theory, combat. Maeda knew the next few months could be some rough times to come.
Michiko's routinely morning greet was absent today, there was no cheerful greet for the morning hours. As Maeda peered out his window at the clouds, he could only pass the thoughts of swordplay and Michiko. 'This is not normal for her, maybe I should go check up on her.' Bringing himself to his feet, he walked out into the main room. Michiko was not preparing her morning rice. He peeked down the hallway, 'Hmmm, her door is open, but that other is closed.' He turned back around to see if her sandals were at the door. They too, were missing.
It was close to the time for him to be walking off to class, he went back to his room and prepared himself for class. After putting on his kosode, he glanced over to the corner of the room. Standing up by its lonesome, a wooden katana. Maeda walked over to it, 'I hope my partner will go easy on me.' He reached down and took up the wooden katana. He swung the sword up, resting it over his shoulder.
As he strolled through the academy grounds, he could see other students with their wooden katanas. Every student that held one was showing it off to their friends. Maeda noticed that some students had went as far to decorate their wooden katanas. Other students were displaying their excitement to fight, most of them completely ready for the training. His morning walk was a bit longer today, as the class would be meeting at Taiki's training grounds. When Maeda reached the training grounds, he noticed a lot of the class had already showed up, he even thought he would be the first to show up at the time he left.
The entrance to the training grounds was a large rectangular building. The longer sides had fixed walls with windows at evenly spaced intervals, and the shorter sides had been left completely open. The roof was a wedge design with a rather steep grade, the sides almost near impossible to stand on. The building in total was sixty feet by forty. Maeda walked past the students outside and into the building, the rest of the class was inside in anticipation for the sword training.
Maeda noticed Taiki was talking with some of the student, and noticed Michiko seated halfway down the building. Her face had no expression on it with her eyes closed. She was sitting alone and waiting for the class to begin. As he was walking over to Michiko, the academy bell had begun to ring. The students outside the building were rushing in and the late students were running even faster. Maeda tried to get over to Michiko, but students near her were taking a seat next to her, he had to sit down where he ended his walk.
As the class sat around Instructor Taiki, he spoke out to his class, carrying his Zanpakutō today. “I know class that this is the time period most students look forward to the most.” He slowly began to draw out his sword, “In my class, if you do not give everything with your sword, then you do not belong here.” He quickened his moves and struck a stance. His sword at head level, tip pointing down. “This object you are wielding, is not a tool.” He quickly turned over his sword and sliced it vertically towards the ground. “It is yours to control outcomes.” He brought his sword back up to waist level pointing the tip upward. “Your results are only as good as you let them be.” Quickly turning his blade over and slashing it upwards, bending his right knee and extending the left leg back. “Trust in my swordsmanship, in turn, you shall exceed in yours.” He brought the sword down, traditionally raising as he sheathed away his steel.
Instructor Taiki walked over to the wall of the building, in step he told the class, “Now, for the first lesson, show me what you already know.” He took a seat at the wall, brushed his hair away from his face and looked out over the class. “The person standing in front of you is your enemy, there are no pads in battle. If you get hit, you will feel the real pain of battle. Just remember the person you are facing more than likely has more knowledge of battle than you.” You could see some of the students began to squirm at his words, the words were direct. “First up!”
Maeda began to breathe a bit more vigorously, 'Not first, not first, please don't pick me first.' When Taiki called the two students up, he let out a big sigh of relief. He looked over at Michiko, she had her eyes closed with her head bowed down. Her mood seemed to be the same. The sound of wood hitting wood brought Maeda's attention back to the students in combat. As the battles ended, Taiki called the next two. The fourth round was an interesting one, the student that had been called up to fight was the student most others followed. Maeda didn't know the kid, but the rest of the class did.
Maeda looked over at Instructor Taiki, he lifted his head and called the next student. “You will be fighting against, Michiko Mari.”
The student already standing groaned out, “Come on teach, I want that big dog over there, not some wimpy little girl.”
“Enough of that!” Taiki yelled out.
Maeda watched Michiko as she began to stand up, her eyes were still closed and her head was bowed down as she walked.
Taiki spoke out again towards the student, “Besides the fact, if you can't beat this wimpy little girl, what makes you think that big dog over there would not rip you limb from limb?” The class began to laugh and the student grunted even louder.
Michiko now stood in front of the kid, opening her eyes, she lifted her head up. The kid stared her down, looking unimpressed. Michiko bowed before the student, he did not return the honor.
In arrogance the student spoke to Michiko, insulting her, “So, should I go easy on you, or maybe you should just go sit back down?”
Taiki yelled out, “Then let it began!”
As Michiko took a quick step back, the student grabbed up his wooden katana in defense. Michiko was still holding on to her sword with one hand, she appeared to be very calm.
The student taunted her again, “Well you know we don't have all day here, you are starting to bore me.”
Michiko had an unimpressed expression, she was obviously not afraid of the student. As he twitched his body, the strike was coming soon. The student leaped towards Michiko, she too ran forward. When they met, their swords smacked each other, the wooden sound ringing out. Michiko running through the attack turned quickly on her right step, the other student was much slower to react. She was already in full spring as he was just facing her. He put his sword up to start a swing, but her dexterity was to much for him. She evaded him, ducking low to his left side, she swung the wooden katana at his abdomen. It hit his left side with a lot of force, as it thumped his body, he groan holding his side and kneeling to one knee. Some students started to make whispering comments
“That concludes the round, please return to your spots.” Instructor Taiki spoke out.
Michiko stood in front of the losing student and bowed for respect, he was clearly infuriated by losing a sword battle against a woman. In a rage he jumped to his feet and began a charge. In the moment of an instance Instructor Taiki phased out of reality, reappearing next to his student. Taiki grabbed the students wooden katana in mid-swing, then he unsheathed his Zanpakutō, raising it to the view of the student, but not pointing it at him.
“This is your first offense, do not make yourself dishonorable after losing honorably.” Calmly speaking to his student. Releasing the students wooden katana, he walked back over to his spot, knelt down and began to call the next students for battle.
A few more battles had come and finished, Maeda noticed that everyone else but him had been up to fight. 'I wonder why he is choosing me last.' The thought pasted his mind as he looked out at the other students. 'There is nobody left but me, what does Taiki have in store for me.' He drew his attention towards the instructor.
“Well, it looks like everyone here has competed in a battle except for one. Maeda Hatsuharu, your opponent will be me.” Instructor Taiki said as he raised up his hand. There was some chatter among the students. Taiki brought himself up to his feet, “Do not worry though, I will fight you at the level I expect you to be at.” He reached behind him, his wooden katana rest upon the wall behind him, it was a dark and sleek, black wooden sword.
Maeda stood up shortly after and walked towards the center of the room. They both arrived facing each other in the starting locations. As they bowed to each, the academy bell began to rang out. Looking into each others eyes, both were determined to stay and cross swords. Students began to leave the building, some groaned in disappoint to not see their instructor fight. Others were talking about Michiko and how she took out the top expected student.
Maeda and Taiki both stood there, motionless, staring at each other. Taiki spoke out, “I'm glad you stayed for this.”
Maeda replied back, “I don't normally think of doing such a thing, though you are my instructor.”
A cheerful and happy voice cheered on, “You can do it Maeda!” Maeda turned his attention to the voice, it was Michiko. She was still sitting in the same spot, “I believe in you!” She waved her hand in the air.
Maeda was a bit startled by the sight of Michiko still there. He brought his attention back to Taiki, they both readied their stance. Maeda was first to make the move. He stepped forward raising up his sword, he began the swing down. Taiki blocked the attacked, quickly side stepping he swung his wooden katana towards neck, restraining the swing he stopped it inches from his neck. Maeda took a staggering step back.
As instructor Taiki took up his stance, “I told you I'm fighting you at the level I expect you to fight.”
Maeda groaned at the statement, he went back in for a second swing, this time it was directed towards the left side of Taiki's mid-section. Taiki parried the attack with ease, taking a leaping step to the right, he swung his blade at Maeda's mid-section, again stopping it inches from his body. Maeda felt the wooden katana brush the hair on his body, he jumped back from the instructor.
Taiki began to sheathe away his wooden katana under his belt. “Don't worry, those who haven't had much training with the sword will struggle their first battle.”
“I don't like the idea of a fight, period.” Maeda lowered down his wooden katana. He looked over towards Michiko, she was coming up to her feet.
Taiki began to chuckle, “Not fighting would be ideal, but is sometimes unavoidable. We will improve your skills.” Taiki began to walk out of the building, when he reached the edge of the flooring, he stopped and turned back towards Maeda. “Next week I think I will show you both the art basic art of Hohou, Shoho Shunpo.” He began to walk as he turned himself around, disappearing out of sight behind the building.
Michiko jumped up hugging Maeda around the neck. She joyfully smiled at him, “You did get beat pretty badly, at least nobody else but me saw it. Your secret is safe with me.” She winked at Maeda. “But you know, if you need some help with your Zanjutsu, I can give you some pointers.”
Maeda chuckled a bit, he looked down at her. “Yeah, I believe you could show me a thing or two about Zanjutsu. How about we take a walk, okay?”
Michiko acknowledge him by nodding, they started wondering about the academy. Michiko was holding on to Maeda's right arm as he lead them around. They walked together in silence, words did not have to be spoken among them. The mood between them was always pleasant, Michiko seemed to be at ease when she was around Maeda. He too, seemed to be at ease around Michiko.
Maeda was leading them to the garden, he had planned to show her the cherry tree in the academy garden. The trees in the garden wrestled with each other in the slight breeze, the sunlight flickered on the pathways through their branches. Michiko was a amazed at the beauty the garden had to offer. Their stroll through the garden was still in silence. When they reached the central area, Michiko let go of Maeda, quickly ran onto the grass and laid down.
She laid down face up under tree branches, Michiko finally spoke out. “This is so beautiful, I had no idea this was even here.”
Maeda began to chuckle himself, 'I guess he was right about most students not knowing about this place.' He walked over and sat down next to her facing the tree. “I thought you should see this place.”
Michiko's mood was a bit more pleasant than the time they watched the sunset. “I appreciate you showing me this place, this certainly is beautiful.”
Maeda raised his head, looking up at the branches of the tree. “Where did you learn your Zanjutsu skills from?”
Michiko sat up, “I was trained with a sword very young at age. I didn't really have the choice to say no either. I trained for a lot of my early years in the Soul Society.” There was a bit of sorrow within her voice. “I don't want to ruin things here, let's not talk about it.”
“I understand.”
Act II
Learn the ropes, kid
When the morning sun came, it glistened through the fog in the air. Maeda was just getting up, as the sun broke the horizon. He noticed the sun illuminating the sky through his window as he lay there on the floor. The experience of yesterday still in his head, how easily the instructor was able to evade his attacks. The grace in which he moved the sword, something that Maeda was fascinated by. He also couldn't help but think about Michiko, how well she handled herself against possibly the most promising student of the class.
Maeda brought himself up and walked over to his window, he unlatched the window opening it up. The morning air had a slight brisk to it, the fog chilled it to a pleasant feel. He enjoyed the brisk morning air. Everything outside had seemed so still, no students were up yet for their classes. Maeda was collecting his thoughts breathing in the morning air.
The sound of a knocking began at his door, “Oooooo Maeda!” It was Michiko in her bright mood. “I'm going to make some breakfast, do you want some?”
Maeda was a bit startled, “That would be great.”
“Mmkay.” The muffled sound of her voice could be heard.
Maeda dressed himself ready for class, Michiko called from the main room. “Hey! Come get breakfast!”
Maeda finished up with his attire and strolled out into the main room. Michiko was already seated and the table was already set, her bright and cheerful smile always greeting. Joining her at his seat, grabbing up his bowl.
There normally was not a lot of chatter during their morning breakfast, though Maeda had something on his mind. “Do you know what the instructor was talking about when he said he wanted to teach us the basic Hohou?”
Michiko stopped herself from eating, swallowing down her food. “I only know that you can like move really really fast, but I don't know how it is performed.” She began to stare off out the window, “I think he used a form of it when he stopped his student from attacking me.”
Maeda didn't say anything, he scratched the back of his neck with his left hand. Placing the empty bowl down on the table with his right. It was nearing the hour in which they would be leaving for class. Michiko stood to gather the empty bowls, taking them both into the other room. Maeda always had an awkward feeling during these moments, he sat waiting for her morning after morning.
The walk to class was a bit more sublime, their conversation was filled with talk about the academy and the Soul Society as a whole.
When they arrived at class, most of the class had already showed up. Tension was in the air as they showed up together, most students had their eye inconspicuously watching their presence. Their movements were watched particularly close. Instructor Taiki was seated at his spot against the wall, waiting for the ring of the academy bell. Only a few moments later the bell had began to ring, class was now officially beginning.
Today was a mere practice of typical kendo techniques and drills, nothing spectacular, but a necessary practice. The instructor ended class early, but wanted Maeda and Michiko to stay after.
Taiki was standing at the edge of the building, motioning for them to follow. Together they all walked a few feet behind the building, there was a large square pond. Inside the pond were pillars of stone that were arranged in rows, all spaced evenly from one side to the other. Each circular pillar had a diameter of three feet, therir spacing was ten feet apart from one pillar to the next in all directions. They stopped a few feet from the edge of the pond.
Taiki walked up to the edge of the pond and looked down at the water. He leaped forward and his appearance phased out, then reappeared on the first pillar. “This is Shunpo, the essentials of Hohou.” He leaped off to the pillar at his left, disappearing from sight, and reappearing on top the pillar. “Focus your movements to the next object.” Jumping to his right, he reappeared on the next pillar, leaped backwards and materialized on the next pillar behind him. “This is Shunpo.” He began to step from pillar to pillar, until finally stopping in front of Maeda and Michiko.
He adjusted his glasses with his left hand, grabbing it by the arm. “Now you two try.” He went over and sat under the only tree within the immediate area. He closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Maeda looked over at Michiko, he noticed she seemed more focused at the new task at hand. She concentrated a bit then ran forward, leaping into the air, disappearing from sight and reappearing at the first stone pillar. Almost losing her balance, she readjusted her weight catching herself. Coming to a rest she looked back, joyfully smiling at Maeda while waving her arm frantically in the air. Taiki was still motionless, seated under the tree.
Maeda began to believe that he, too, would be able to accomplish such a feat. Readying himself, he bend down, and launched himself forward. Running in a full sprint he neared the ledge, leaping off his right foot, he could feel that he didn't do something right. Reaching out for the pillar his body fell out of the air, splashing down into the pond below. Michiko couldn't help herself and began to laugh at Maeda's misfortune.
Bringing himself head above water, “Yeah, you just keep laughing there.” Maeda splashed her with water.
“Hey! I didn't want to get wet!” She yelled leaping into the air, reappearing on the main ground. Still getting a bit of a giggle at Maeda in the water.
The trial and error went on for another hour, Michiko attempted the Shunpo a couple more times. Meeting both failure and success. Maeda was still struggling to get it right, while swimming in the water, he was starting to get a little frustrated. After he pulled himself out of the pond and back onto land, Taiki offered some words.
“Don't get upset, keep yourself calm for now, focusing your next step to the pillar.” His words came with no motion.
“Alright.” Maeda responded, following with a deep breath.
Looking down at the water, then over to the first pillar, Maeda seemed a little more deep in concentration. A light breeze swept down the field, the tree in which Taiki sat under fluttered a bit, the water began to ripple from the agitation.
'Okay, you can do this now. Focus yourself, it's not difficult.' Brought himself to a ready position, sprinting towards the pond. Leaping into the air, he felt the world beneath him slow down, everything seemed motionless. The pillar was now obtainable, seeing it approach quickly before him. His body lowered down, planting his foot onto the pillar, his body reappeared. Taking a leap to his right for main land, his body blurred out of sight. The agitated water was not moving, though the ripples were there they seemed to stand still. Gliding over the water, the main land was fast approaching. Lowering his foot down to stop himself, his body reappeared over the land before coming to a standing rest.
Instructor Taiki began to clap. “Well done you two.” His clapping seized and he began to stand up, giving a slight grunt to help himself up. “I really am impressed you all had picked it up so quickly. Just shows how skilled you both are in Hohou.” Taiki yawned and stretched out his arms. “Well, I need to get to my paperwork, unfortunately it is something I need to do.” He waved farewell to them as he walked back towards the academy.
Michiko ran in full sprint at Maeda, meeting him with a tackle. Unaware of her there was no time for him to prepare, catching him off-guard, they both fell down to the ground. Michiko was over joyed with emotion, couldn't help herself from laughing out loud and congratulating them both on the feat accomplished.
The walk home was more exciting for Michiko, still on high performing the Shunpo. Maeda too, was excited, but kept himself content. For Michiko, it was dancing joyfully, laughter, and teasing Maeda to get him excited. Knowing her plans, Maeda gave in to smiling and laughing, more-so at Michiko than their accomplishments.
As Maeda lay there, staring at the ceiling, he began to think of Shinohara. His thoughts were heavy and deep.
Act III
The class was in session today, although to began some new training. Taiki stood in front of his students who were all seated.
Taiki calmly spoke out to his students, “Today we will be demonstrating Kidō practices. Nothing to difficult of course, but enough to challenge your skills.” He turned around to face down the field, there were eight stone pillars all in a line, standing ten feet tall, and about forty feet away. “Focus on the pillar, our target, imagine an area around it burning.” He raised up his left arm, directly out in front of him, wrist straight with the palm facing down. “After you have focused it, release it! Rotating Fire, Burn the soul of thee. Hadō #3 Shyukaho!” Taiki flipped his wrist up with his palm facing the pillar.
Around the two center pillars, a swirl of fire began to dance up from the ground, engulfing the area around the two pillars. The heat radiated from the area was immense, causing most students to shield their faces from the heat. The area of fire flickered for a moment, then dissipated into the air. Taiki lowered down his arm and turned back to face his students.
“If some of you can get that on the first try, I shall be impressed. Now the first group, step up and try it.”He walked over to the side of the firing line.
Maeda was part of the second group, he watched on as some of the students attempted the Kidō maneuver. Most students were failing to accomplish, after a few minutes Taiki called for the group to switch. Maeda stepped up, he was on the end. He concentrated on his pillar, lifting up his right arm.
Speaking the script, “Rotating Fire, Burn the soul of thee. Hadō #3 Shyukaho.” Flipping his wrist upward facing the palm at his pillar, a small fire began to swirl around it. The flame grew in size a bit. The students at the firing line were in awe at the dancing flames. For a few moments the flames danced around the pillar, the heat was not strong. As fast as they were summoned, the flames quickly dissipated.
Amongst all the students, there was a slight chatter between students. Maeda stood motionless for a few moments. Taiki began to clap his hand, “Well, what an interesting spectacle we just witnessed. Students continue to practice.”
The students continued to practice the technique, a few students manage to get a small flame to appear, but not at the pillars. Michiko herself even struggled to perform the Kidō maneuver, also failing.
When the class came to a close, most students went about their business and filed themselves off. Michiko was overjoyed at Maeda's ability to use the Kidō spell on the first try. Giving him more than enough hugs for such a situations.
Taiki approached them both, “I would have never expected you as a Kidō user, who knew, am I right?”
Taiki could not hold in his urge to laugh, he burst out into laughter for some reason. Both Maeda and Michiko could only stare at him as he laughed. Both of them were rather puzzled at his laughter.
“Um, instructor?” Michiko shyly speaking to Taiki.
Continuing to laugh Taiki started to catch himself, breathing in heavily on some of his words. “Oh no no no, it's okay. Don't worry about a thing, I just......Never-mind.” Finally calming himself down, “It was a great success for you today Maeda. I have a meeting I need to attend, I will see you two in class again.”
Act IV
Michiko and Maeda walked back to the their room together, the sun was still in the air, but soon was going to set. When they arrived in their air Maeda went to his room to meditate for a while. Michiko interrupted him a couple times with questions about dinner, it was decided after many questions that tonights meal would fish in a soup served with rice.
The aroma coming from the kitchen was rather strong, he could smell the fish. 'Is she burning it?' The smell was breaking his concentration. 'I can't do this with that smell going on in there.' He got up to walk and check on how things were going, when there was a knock at their front door.
Michiko hearing the knock from the other room, “Come in! Maeda will you greet our guest?”
Maeda begin to scratch the back of his neck with his left hand, then the front door slid open. Standing there was their instructor himself, Taiki. He smiled at the sight of Maeda.
“Welcome sir, what brings you here?” Maeda give an awkward smile.
He stepped into the room, “Well I thought I'd come by and see how my students were doing.” Slipping off his sandals, he walked over to the table and sat down. “Mmmmm, something smells good, what is for dinner?”
Michiko walked out of the kitchen to greet their guest. “Oh my.” She was startled at the sight of the instructor. “Aghhhh, what brings you here tonight instructor?” She was stopped in the doorway.
“Smelling your cooking, maybe you would have an extra bite for me?” He gave her a smell.
'Hopefully he knows what he is getting himself in to.' Maeda sat down at his place at the table.
Michiko was thinking about the situation now, “Ummmm, I think so. Let me go check.” She danced off into the kitchen, the sound of pots could be heard rustling. “Ohhhh yeah! We got enough!” She called out above the noise.
Taiki looked at Maeda and smiled, “Think she is okay in there?”
Maeda smiled back, “Yeah, this happens every night. Don't be worried, I just hope you like her cooking.”
When Maeda finished, Michiko came bursting into the room, a tray with three bowls on it. Placing them in front the instructor and Maeda. She finally set her spot and seated herself.
Taiki turned towards Michiko and smiled, “Smells wonderful.”
She giggled a little bit, “Oh no instructor, it is nothing really. I don't think it would be good enough for the likes of your taste.”
He laughed out loud, “Oh don't be foolish. I will most certainly enjoy.” He picked up his bowl, taking a drink of the broth, then placing some of the fish into his mouth. Maeda watched on as the instructor got his first taste. The instructor stopped chewing, his facial expression was struggling to stay intact.
“Well, it's a bit spicy.” His mouth still full of the food.
Maeda began to chuckle at Taiki's reaction. Michiko was still shoveling down the soup, unaware of anything. Taiki slowly chewed the rest of his bite and swallowed it down. Then he looked towards Maeda, who was still getting a bit of a laugh. Quickly, Taiki took his chopsticks and jabbed them into Maeda's side. Wincing at the sharp pain, Maeda looked back towards Taiki and smiled at him.
Taiki leaned over to whisper something to Maeda, “You should have told me her cooking wasn't great, I would have been ready for it.”
“But it was too funny seeing your reaction, I didn't want to spoil the surprise.” Maeda responded back.
The whispering continued in a heated argument now, Michiko watched on as they talked. When they both realized she was watching them, they both looked over at her and smiled.
Once, all the food was gone, Taiki spoke to them both. “I was proud to see how well you both have picked up the studies in class and the after class practices. I think you both are on the verge of graduating, your marks are high in the class compared to most other students. There are a few ahead of you, but not many. There are some final evaluations and test that will be conducted to determine whether or not you will pass. With that begin said,” Taiki stood up, “Keep up your good work.”
Both Maeda and Michiko bowed thanking the instructor for his words. Michiko got up also to see the instructor out, Maeda grabbed up the bowls on the table. With the bowls in hand, Maeda walked into the kitchen area, he could hear Michiko and the instructor talking, but their voices were too soft and muffled. He sat the bowls down, then he heard the front door close, Michiko came walking into their kitchen.
“Hey don't do that!” Michiko yelled out.
Maeda was startled by her, fumbling around some of the bowls and catching them before they fell to the ground. “I just figured I would clean up for once around here.”
She bumped up against Maeda, scooting him out of the way. “No! I will not have it that way, besides I like doing these kinds of things. I don't know why, but it calms me down.”
As Maeda stood next to her, he watched her clean the bowls. Seeing the smile on her face and heard her humming a tune, Maeda felt the warm feeling inside him.
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