Random Humorous YYH Story
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She shivered. Why did Master Hogan send her to this man, Suzuki? Surely he could teach all there was to know to get her credidental. But alas, no, it was not to be. A journeyman – or journeywoman – had to be taught by a different master. So here she was, shivering in the dead of winter, waiting to be accepted or rejected, one of the two. She knocked on the door and waited.
The door opened. A tall, blonde young man opened the door. He looked at the redhead.
"Yes?" he asked. "What do you want?"
She bowed respectfully. "I was told I could find Master Suzuki?"
The man looked puzzled. "You've found him."
"Master Hogan sends his regards, sir."
He took a long look at her, and then beckoned her in. She stepped in, shivering when she he shut the door.
"So you know Hogan." It wasn't a question. She nodded, unable to peel her eyes from the floor as she dripped heavily.
"And why, pray, did he send you?" Master Suzuki asked.
She handed him the letter Master Hogan had given her. She was shaking slightly now, and not just from nerves. To an ordinary person, the room was warm, but to her, the slightest draft chilled her.
Suzuki read the letter, and then looked at his new charge. She was about average in height, maybe a bit shorter; she kept her red hair a little past her earlobes. She was wearing black pants that were so faded they looked purplish, a worn red shirt, and a green bag slung over one shoulder. Her blue eyes were stormy and her pale skin was currently red from the cold.
He had expected something like this, ever since he had heard from Hogan that he had finally taken a student. Hogan had said that she was talented, possibly a genius in metalwork. Suzuki looked at her again. She looked miserable, soaking wet and cold. He softened a bit. She must not be used to cold weather like this, he mused. At least, not cold and wet.
"So you're Reah then?" he asked her. She looked up and nodded. "Good. Take your stuff and go up the stairs. When you reach the top, turn left down the corridor. The room on your right at the end's yours. When you wake up tomorrow, the bathroom on your right is for girls, the one on the left is for men. Got that?"
"Yes sir." She started up the stairs.
"Oh, and Reah?" She paused and looked back down at him. "You don't need to call me 'master'. Just Suzuki."
"Yes ma – Suzuki," she replied, continuing up the stairs. As she settled in, she sighed in relief. She had been accepted. Changing into her pajamas, she wondered, but will I be able to adjust?
Wow, more than a page long! Okay, so...umm...I'd like to say I'm sorry about any OOC-ness now and in advance. Also, please no flaming! I'm EXTREMELY sensitive to put-downs, so beware. Of course, helpful criticism is always welcome, along with suggestions. So please review!