Chapter One
Sighing. That's all that was done nowadays it seemed. This sort of thing just didn't suit him. He didn't have patience, he didn't like talking with others, aside from a select few. Most would call him anti-social. He would just call them idiots in return.
Training. That's another thing that seemed to take most of his day up. He didn't need it, the people he was trying to teach sure as hell did. But back to his previous musing, he didn't want to do it. What he did want to do was go drown out the annoying pestering of his peers with some good ole' sake, but sadly, that was one thing that didn't take up any time of his day. Shame really, all that sake going to waste on the higher ups. Sigh. That was all that was left for him to do...again.
He leveled his bokken at the man standing before him. Another recruit thinking he was hot stuff, and could take him on already. He wasn't the head trainer for nothing. Though he would have rather of been nothing. Then he could get to that sake, and not be bored by this any longer. The man lunged, his bokken raised parallel to his head. Typical stance of those who thought they knew more then they did. He waited until the man swung, a vertical slice towards his head. He sidestepped, and swung after his opponent had missed. Catching him in the chest. Not a serious hit. But due to his profound strength his opponent was launched a good five feet back and collapsed to his knees trying to catch the wind that was just knocked out of him.
"Another lesson to be had there. If you can read your opponents, you can easily evade and then have any attack you choose thanks to him being off guard. Now then. Anybody else think they can land a strike on me?" If he was stuck as the head trainer then he might as well whip these sorry bastards into proper shape. He brushed a silver strand of hair out of his face.
"Well, if no one else has the balls to try me, then we are done. You are all dismissed." His trainees, all twenty-two of them stood and gave him the customary salute. A closed fist striking the left side of the chest. He returned it. And watched as they all flooded out the small doorway to the barracks down the way. He followed a short time later pausing to look at the moon. Judging by its position it was around 1:30. In the morning, the recruits had to get up at 6:00am every morning, so they probably hated him. But he could live with that. It was too late for him to try to sneak any sake out of the bosses stash. So he sighed, again. And walked towards his quarters.
The next morning, the routine started again. He, walking the trainees through the steps, and they hating him in silence. It continued as it always did. Him sighing a lot, and they, hating him all the more. "Kaizoe-sama!" Snapped out of his thinking, he turned, and saw Kishoukachi, or just Kachi as he had come to call her, running towards him. She stopped a few steps short, out of breath, probably having run from the Shuhan's office, about a mile away.
"What is it Kachi?" he asked after her breathing had slowed.
"I have a message from the Shuhan. He has a request for you."
He scoffed."I doubt it was just a 'request' that asshole is too damn arrogant to just ask."
"You know you shouldn't speak of him that way..." Kachi said.
"Yeah, yeah, since I have to go, you get to watch my trainees."
She flushed at that. "B-But, what about what happened last time?"
He laughed. "No worries, as much as I hate them this group is a lot more mannered." He turned and yelled, "Listen up! Kishoukachi here is going to watch over you for a little bit, listen to her or I will kick every single one of your asses! Got it?!"
"Yes, sir!" They yelled back in unison, immediately getting back to their practices.
He turned back to Kachi. "See? Nothing to it. Yell at them and they'll listen. Behave yourself now." He got a running start before taking a leap, leaving a yelling Kachi behind. Now to go do one of his least favorite things. See his brother...
He stood there in a waiting lounge of sorts, with the secretary. Rin, was her name. He still thought there was something going on between his brother and the secretary, and judging by the smells on her, he was right. He smirked a little at that. "Okay, Kaizoe-sama, Sessh-I mean The Shuhan will see you now." He walked by her through the overly large oak doors into the 'throne-room'.
He stopped before his brother and stared right back at the gaze his brother was behind. "You rang...?"
His brother gazed for a few more seconds, before speaking. "Yes, I called you here for a good reason." His voice still didn't know anything beyond flat.
"And that reason is...?"
The Shuhan went silent for a moment. "I have a mission request for you."
"Hot-damn, why didn't you say so?!" He had the smirk back.
"Cause after the last missions events I'm rather weary of sending you on another one that you may blunder again."
"Hmph." He had nothing to say of it, and didn't want to think of it again. He had spent too much time on that already. "Well, what is it then?"
The stare down continued for a few more seconds, until the Shuhan sighed. That seemed to happen to a lot of people around here...
"We have a request for you from." He raised his brow. "Hm, I didn't expect it to be from such a high place." Even if he was the leader, reading requests for others without that person in attendance was taboo.
Trying to quell his impatience..."Well? What is it?"
"It's from the King of Akairando."
He stopped being impatient all at once. He didn't have a response to it at first. Akairando was the second most powerful country in the world. Getting a request for something from their king...was, well, more then he expected.
Gathering his wits quickly, he replied: "What does he want?"
He watched the Shuhan's eyes scanning the rest of the letter. "How typical...seems none of the royalty in this world can manage to keep theirs without having them taken..."
"Well...?" The impatience was back.
"He wants you to rescue his daughter."
"Dammit. I hate this kinds of missions."
"As do we all. It seems the only use for our forces anymore is to live up to this, story time cliche." Voice never wavering off of dead flat. "You may take one other with you. Try not to tarnish our name this time as well. Dismissed."
Giving the salute, Kaizoe left the room heading for where he had first got the message.
As soon as he was in shouting distance, "Kachi! Guess what?! Your coming with me!"
After he had closed the distance Kachi responded. "What was that? Going with you where?"
"To live up to the ninja cliche of course. We get to go rescue some snobby royal girl."
A/N Well, first thing from me in quite awhile. The whole ninja thing may seem all to used around here, but I have an entirely different point to the story later on, I promise. The ninja thing is needed to get the story rolling though. And to make sure you know, this is Inuyasha still. Most of the names I used are titles. But I dropped some hints so you should have caught on. :p