Why Does Akali have massive boobs on her League Model? Ah well, guess I gotta be accurate.

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Other Uses for Training

"Ninjas, we are done for today. Proceed to your rooms or finish your chores. Those of you who wish to wander for tonight report to me immediately and remember if you return after 1am you will be killed, meditate on the cusp of our grounds until dawn and we will allow you back in," Shen shouted.

His voice echoed through the building as the last sounds of training died down. Blocked hits, swords slicing, and the whirring and creak of wooden gears turning the contraptions of death that served as obstacle courses. They had gotten a lot more potent since the Order had happened. Now they were… well…

Shen looked down into his interlocked fingers and then slowly closed his eyes. Mediation took full effect and reality flew far away from all of his senses as the mind forgot matter, to explore into its deepest recesses. It wandered headfirst into a subject that had been troubling him for weeks now. An exact amount of weeks, one period of time he would never be able to forget. He was back in the dojo. Mentally and physically. It had been that exact amount of weeks since Zed had let him and his students to mingle with the Order of Shadows.

Though they were no longer called that, it was now just "The Order". Kinkou, it was agreed had died with Shen's father, and Shadows had died with the execution by Jhin. Jhin still roamed freely, of course, but the deaths of Zed's students had made the Shadows feel less and less of itself. Zed definitely did not look the same since the truth of Jhin's escape. The image of a memory floated across in front of him. The time of the first night in the dojo since his father's death, he and Zed had sat down together for a drink. Shen figured it was Zed's indirect way of calling them still brothers whilst probably killing him in that very room. But once Zed had removed his mask… Shen had no choice but to remove his own.

Relationships were… strained to say the least. The groups of students still practiced separately, neither willing to mingle with the other. Respect was there, though Shen in part thought it was not because of other students skills, but because of the masters. Disputes between students were solved efficiently and appropriately. Zed had kicked one of his own students out of a 5th story window in the first few days because of a fight they had started. Shen agreed though, strictness was key and had hung one of his students upside down by their spirit tether after they had gotten too cocky in front of Zed's students, believing his own master would protect him.

Only the two shining lights of his teachings were doing anything to improve the relationships between the students. Alright… one of them werewas actually trying. Kennen on the other hand just did not care. The kid was so full of energy. He would talk and race absolutely anyone, not that they had any choice. He often just burst in on students competing no matter whose master was theirs and just throw himself into the mix. He helped, in a mildly destructive way.

Akali improved relationships between students. Her skill was unmatched in all the pupils and many fought her in hope of gaining her respect. She challenged all and anyone of the students when she entered the fighting grounds. Sides or allegiance did not cross her mind, it seemed, as she took on any and in no particular order. Whoever was there she fought, but none had bested her. Kennen went even with her because her invisibility meant nothing to him, but her strength far outmatched his. She had wowed students by challenging a passing Zed one day but proved no match in the end. She relied too much on her ability to disappear though it clearly needed more training. Shen had noticed the shining blade whilst watching from the sidelines. Zed had obviously seen it as well, and she had lost a Disicipline.

It was bittersweet to be back in the dojo but the problem was not the relationships. Though he felt that he would never be able to trust Zed, the problem was not him. It was those two shining stars. They looked too much like the light. And Zed was clearly now the dark. And here he sat, half and half, equilibrium, both light and dark. Balance must be achieved, the branch must be pruned, the fire quenched. But was there some way for them to live in harmony? Did he bend them to be like himself, a perfect equilibrium or did he become the scales and let them become the sides? The anger he felt for Jhin was messing with his thoughts. Everything came down to-

"Master," a faint silky whisper said.

Shen's eyes opened slowly and Akali almost pouted. He had been meditating for an hour now, right in the head landing overlooking the dojo. She'd taken off her mask and let down her hair in preparation for bed. She was sure she had snuck up to him without him noticing and had tried to get a reaction out of him by using the softest most seductive voice she could. Not that she had any practice, she thought.

Little did she know, Shen had used everything in his power not to draw his blades and pin her to the ground.

"Yes Akali?" he asked, his eyes overcast and looking down into the dojo. She sighed, crossed her arms underneath her chest and sat down on the edge next to him, her legs hanging over the edge.

"It's been an hour since you started meditating. Even those doing their chores have finished, yet you haven't even prepared for bed,"

His eyes raised upwards to look over at her and see her in her pale green tank top and matching panties. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra either. Skinship was not uncommon with ninjas, and Ionian summers were more than often hot, so light wear for bed was the dojo's rule. Shen had hit quite a few of the male students around the back of the head for comparing muscle size.

"There are things that require a lot of thought, young one,"

"And you keep calling me "young" one and stopped me from the Jhin hunt. I'm 17 now, Shen, I am not young anymore,"

"Yet I still do not want any of my students to see what we saw by the time we were 17,"

"It is about Zed, isn't it?"

"In a way, yes. In other ways, no,"

"Does he still cause you anger?"

"Yes, though now I see why he was right, even if I cannot accept it,"

"So do you see him as a man? Or a brother?" She turned to him and gazed into his eyes. She knew he was still in there, struggling over his father's death, over Zed, over Jhin, over emotion. He was meant to be emotionless, she knew it, but she could not see him as such. He often said he was not a man anymore. She often thought that if he really did become emotionless he would become less than a man.

Shen removed his mask and helm, letting the rags drop next to him and slouched. If Zed was a man, what was he? Could he really accept him as a brother? If he did, that made him a man. If he did not, that would mean his existence is for naught and so was his father's. A pang of pain split through his head as his mind tried to comprehend an emotional paradox. To escape the confusion of emotions…

Akali looked up at him as he pondered. He had not shaved in a couple of days, and dark stubble was covering his jaw. Her eyes followed the strong jaw line up and around to the tired eyes. Eyes that had been tired a millennia ago, sight that had lived more than a thousand lives. She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to him, placing a hand on his cheek and turning his head to look into her eyes. Her fingertips felt the roughness of the stubble scratch along her fingers and made them tingle. She smiled inwardly.

"It's okay to be angry and sad Shen. Following your emotions is a lot less confusing than trying to ignore them," she whispered, leaning her head forwards slightly.

"But I am the Twilight," Shen said breathlessly, his eyes trying and failing to remain blank, free from emotion, but failed. The edges twitched, his eyelids flickered, the spark of connection between material and spirit world flickered in and out until she could see the dark blue of his real eye that betrayed confusion to her. Her heart fluttered as she viewed what few had seen, the real eyes of Shen.

"Then," she built up the courage, trying to steady her churning stomach that threatened to make her back out for any numerous amount of reasons.

"What do you see me as? Your prize student? Or a woman?" She whispered longingly as she looked up into his eyes. Their noses touched along with their foreheads as they stared for what seemed like an eternity.

Shen's eyes dropped down, his mind's training and discipline followed suit as they quickly found out what it was like to do base jumping. His eyes quickly discovered and locked on to Akali's massive cleavage as gravity did its work. The two hanging spheres of flesh were half compressed by her tank top, but did nothing to hide their size. Over the years they had been together Shen had certainly seen her grow out. From just one year under ten years old to now, he remembered when he had carried her from the dojo, this very one, when Zed first took it over. She had trained and never stopped training before and after that incident. Her position on her hands and knees gave him the perfect view of those changes. His eyes wandered up to her small ass, skin and muscles had become very tight over the years of training. Her body was flexible and toned, muscle rippling along her as his eyes strayed to her thick thighs and creamy calves. He-

Akali pulled away from his face, sitting on her knees. She stared at him seriously even though he could see her face blushing, very quickly turned a shade of crimson that tomatoes would have been jealous of. She stood up, breathed in deeply, then ran to her room in way she probably thought was gracefully. She opened the door, slammed headfirst into the wall she just tried to open, and opened the actual door walking inside hurriedly.

Shen breathed slowly as his mind climbed its way up the cliff it had just jumped off which was called 'Self-control'. His heart was beating at an unreasonable rate and his mind swam with even more confusion than before, but somehow felt clearer than usual. Like, a kind of blissful confusion, it did not matter. He breathed, stood up and stretched. Then stopped and concentrated very hard in a very vain effort to try and make all the blood leave his crotch and for the embarrassing tent to deflate. Good thing all the students had gone to bed.

He did not notice Akali's door was still open, though, and that eyes glinted out through the darkness.

Darkness encapsulated the building. The dojo was in such a way that no one could actually find it from the outside at night and only a minute a day could ordinary people actually see the building. At night, there were no lights. Darkness was absolute. Nothing could be heard. The shadows were helpful to ninjas; it swallowed their sound whilst making the sounds of intruders much more audible. The poor rats had found this out the hard way when 20 angry students were woken up by them.

Akali tiptoed through the building, balancing on her big toes. She had also activated her invisibility as well in case any other student woke up. Her vision was not the best, and she knew other saw well in the darkness but the majority would not see her. But for the minority she made herself invisible just in case. Soundless she walked, keeping behind every possible structure she could. Her room was also on the top floor with the masters. The higher rank you were, the higher your room was. Except Kennen, who needed to be grounded, or as close to the ground as possible as electrical discharge had fried and almost started a fire in the first two rooms he was put in.

She looked over the edge down into the dojo. The massive drop from the 8th floor right into the training arena was something practiced by the masters every morning. She slipped past through the corridor all the way up to Shen's door, and slid it open carefully. Not all the way, only enough so she could stick her arm through it and then slide inside… She sighed and pushed it out further as her breasts smacked slightly painfully against the doorframe. She slipped inside, closing the door behind her and placing her back to it. She slid along the walls, keeping to the even darker shadows as she looked towards the center of the room. A tiny little hole in the ceiling let in exactly one ray of moonlight into the very center of the room. She looked past it and snuck closer to the bed, pressed against the back wall.

"Zed was right, you really do need to work on your invisibility,"

Akali stopped as she walked into a blade, it pressed against her neck and drew a small amount of blood. Her breathing spiked as all of the anticipation of being caught, all the courage it had taken to break into the room. The plug had been pulled and it all drained away. Her heart thumped against her chest and the little cut in her neck spiked rivers of pain outwards through the rest of her body, everything that had been on the low now gushed to the top. Blood circulated so fast she swore she could hear it, fingers twitched, toes curled until it was painful.

"I'll give you a tip young woman, hiding in plain sight is much much more effective,"

Her eyes adjusted to new information and in the ray of light, the lightest point of the room stood Shen. The point she had disregarded, the point that was on the edge of her vision he stood. Completely naked. Her body stopped as her eyes scanned his body. He was completely bare, not just of clothes but hair, no chest hair on the chiseled chest as her eyes noticed not a six, but an eight pack, no leg hair as his thighs rippled with toned muscle, only stubble, it seemed, for armpit hair,veins popping up in an effort to get away from his biceps and triceps, and no… pubic… hair…

Her eyes landed on the thing and locked on to it. For someone who had taken a vow of emotionlessness, it seemed he had gotten some serious exercise in. It was, well, thick. Really thick. Akali started noticing how much difference there was in figures between her and Shen, how thin and small she was. It was much longer than anything she had tried on herself. Her breathing became very shallow as she tried to look away from it, but the guidance system on her eyes was malfunctioning in the face of something that made her splatter the pale green panties.

He walked up to her and she noticed again one of the things she found attractive about him. He was a full 6'2", standing head and shoulders above the female ninja, where only the top of her head reached just below his shoulders. The blade was slowly lowered from her neck as she flattened herself against the wall, fear and lust constricting her movements. Her hands gripped the wood behind her and started squeezing the wood.

"Shen," She squeaked clawing at words that did not want to come out "Why are you naked?"

Shen lowered himself, sitting on the balls of his feet and looking her eye to eye in the gloom. "I sleep naked,"

"Then-," she gasped as Shen's head went forwards and tilted, his head going under her chin.

"So tell me Akali. What do you see me as?' Shen whispered against her neck. Akali gasped again as she felt his wet tongue place itself on the small cut and a small myriad of pleasure streamed out from the erogenous zone, enhanced with the spikes of pain.

"I see you as a man," She panted and then whined slightly as she felt his tongue retract, half aware of his right hand smoothing its way over the inside of her left calf.

"Wrong…"

"I see you as my…," she panted as her mind scrambled for any word that he wanted, any word that she knew. A word just for him.

"My… Master," she cooed into his ear and mewled softly as she was rewarded with his rough lips kissing her neck, her small cut, and sucking. Pain spiked pleasure making it go further through her body as rivers of pleasure started flowing. Her hands went into his hair and her head lolled back letting him have even more access to her neck.

Shen smiled as she spoke the magic words, his rough tongue licking the blood out of her wound and drinking it. Rawness, beastly, primal pleasure filled him. He wanted to dominate her, to order her. The beast of Twilight roared within him as he stamped his claim on Akali's body. Using one hand he deftly pulled off her tank top and discarded it into the ray of moonlight. Her breasts flopped free and Shen kissed down Akali's body to them. He marveled at the size of them and kissed down the valley of her breasts. They heaved in steady rhythm as she breathed deeply, and he watched her nipples as they hardened slowly. He tongued a nipple and encapsulated it and the skin around it with his mouth eliciting a cry of pleasure from the girl. The other breast jiggled as she squirmed from the pleasure, and Shen's free hand grabbed onto it quickly. He squeezed it gently and marveled at its dough-like feel. For such a tight and toned body, her breasts fought to be different. To be soft and squishy as his fingers sunk into them. She was definitely a woman underneath Shen decided.

His other hand had been busy and her panties now lay discarded with her tank top. Akali felt her ass cheeks having the same pleasurable torture of her breasts as each toned cheek was squeezed and pinched and rubbed wrested another sound from her mouth, her breath unable to be controlled as her eyes slid upwards. The banks were brought to almost breaking point as his hand left her ass and instead went to the inside of her thighs, an often untouched erogenous zone. Fire ignited wherever her put his fingers and slowly it floated up towards the dripping central. Shen's fingers almost mystically followed the rivers up to her nether lips and carefully, with two fingers, spread her lips wide open.

The smell filled the room and Shen drew a deep breath in. And he stood. Internally he thanked her for going this far for him. He knew not of where this would lead or what would happen, but if anything, this would be a respite. She was willing to break the code, and so would he be. He would figure this out. But for now, she would be his. Shen pushed his cock forwards in between her thighs and up against her pussy lips and look down at her, directly above her. One of her hands rested on his chest whilst the other absentmindedly scratched out the lines of his eight pack. She mewled as she dripped over his cock, Shen gently thrusting in and out of her thighs, carefully dragging it against her pussy.

"Master…" Akali moaned as her back pushed up against the wooden wall and her front pushed up against Shen

She gasped as she felt herself being picked up, as if she was a feather, by Shen. It intensified her craving for him, for his big dick. She gulped as she realized and ogled at it. Her pussy dripped with longing as the erection steered its mushroom tip towards her hot, wet entrance. Breathing stopped as she felt the head of the pole enter her vagina. Her folds split apart and contorted to his head, widening her slit. She stared as the lengthy pole shortened inside of her, more and more of it disappearing. She cooed as she felt the fullness of it inside of her, but there was plenty more cock to go. Rather than stuffing her, Shen retreated and thrusted gently inside her, helping her insides mold to his curve. After a short while, Shen ran out of patience and started furiously thrusting. He grabbed her thighs and spread her apart, Akali's flexibility helping her as he proceed to plough into her. He pushed her up against the wall, her knees touching the wall as his cock split her apart and almost slammed against her cervix.

Pleasure was rampant in Akali's body as sweat dripped from her head. Sweat dripped from Shen as his palms struggled to keep a hold of her thighs as he tried to hold her open and fuck her at the same time. Slamming sounds hadn't slowed down as the walls creaked and moaned against the sounds of the furious sex. Only the sounds of Akali and Shen could be heard above them as Akali's ragged voice cried out for mercy in Shen's shoulder. Shen continued again and again to ram her full of him, his mouth around one breast. Using gravity he dropped her onto his dick and pounded her to oblivion, her body straining to keep together as the strapping young woman lost all sense.

Akali's body shook in orgasm as she released a silent yell out into the world. She shivered again as she felt Shen explode inside her once, cum filling her. Shen pulled out and shot cum straight up the wall, hitting Akali across the cheek as she slid down the wall and creaming the rest of the black walls.

Akali laughed quietly as she came down from her high. Shen panted and sat down beside her, placing a small hand on her head. Akali looked up and him and decided she had made the right choice; this man was worth caring about. She nuzzled up against him and closed her eyes. After a long time of silence, she spoke.

"Fix anything?"

"You have just made it worse,"

"Balance, yeah, yeah,"

Shen sighed. "It appears I must not be equilibrium, I must be the scales. I must admit I am a man,"

Akali blinked "Wha?"

Shen smiled tiredly and ruffled her shoulder length hair "Do not worry about it Akali, I am human,"

"Really?"

'Really,"

Silence.

"What about the spirits Shen?"

"I never said I would stop did I?"

"Oh,"

Silence. Two people in the room faded out of view from the ordinary.

"Akali,"

'Hm?"

"You are neither,"

"Then what am I?"

"That is something you will have to find out yourself,"

"So we travel the same path,"

"It must be done,"

Akali trailed a finger over his chest.

"And I'm still going to be a strict teacher,"

"Like you could stop,"

Zed groaned and finally fell asleep. He had been stuffing pillows in his ears all night as his brother decided to stuff his prized student.

THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN I WROTE IT IN ONE SITTING!

I WANNA DO THIS AGAIN!

AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN!

PLAY! PLAY! PLAY! PLAY! PLAY! PLAY! PLAY!

And even though I failed my challenge (More than 500 words over) That was so god damn fun.