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Hikari no Miko
Chapter 1: Into the Midori Estate
The soft pitter-patter of the rain was steady on the bumpy roof. The roof was a part of the many buildings belonging to the Morimoto estate. Only some knew it as the Morimoto estate, others called it the Midori estate because of the ninja clan that resides there.
Two cryptic figures leaped onto the slippery roof. They quickly advanced down the roof and peered over the edge. They observed the dull movements of a ninja clad in black and pale green. After watching the guard ninja, the shadowy ninjas looked at each other. One held up her blade and watched it gleam beneath the moonlight.
"I'll kill him." Quietly.
"That is unnecessary." Monotonously.
"Are you afraid of a little blood?" Acrimoniously.
"No. But we can't waste time." End of discussion.
Ayame sighed and got up slowly. She didn't wait for her fellow Azuma ninja and began to run across the roof. Rikimaru sped after her and noticed a ninja fall off of the L-shaped building that was near them. He watched her lower her blow gun from her lips. She looked at him. "Who's idea was it to make us both go and retrieve the valuables?"
"I believe it was Gohda-sama," replied Rikimaru.
Ayame eyed the sack tied on her belt. "Those Midori ninjas must have stolen a lot of Gohda-sama's valuables if he needs both of us to get them back."
Rikimaru said nothing. Ayame turned away from him and jumped onto the L-shaped roof that was adjacent to the roof they were on. Rikimaru followed.
The cognizant ninjas scanned the rainy area. Through their scrutiny, they knew that enemy ninjas guarded all the other roofs. The building that contained Gohda's valuables was west of where the Azuma ninjas stood. There was a possibility that Morimoto Hotsuma, the leader of the Midori clan ninjas, would be in that building as well. Below them, the muddy pathways were infested with the enemy ninjas. It would be easier to travel by roof because the ninjas were not as numerous. But they would have a better chance of being caught because they would have to rush across the slippery roof to slay the enemy.
Rikimaru already had a plan. "We should take different ways. We'll meet at the green flag building where the valuables should be."
Before Ayame could respond, Rikimaru hopped off the building and onto the muddy pathways below. She watched him move warily across the filthy mud. Ayame then looked at her destination ahead. She backed up a bit and then broke into a run. When she reached the edge of the building, she leaped onto another one. Then she swiftly slashed the throat of the careless female ninja. The ninja's life diminished and she fell on the murky roof with a soft thud. The bloody luster surrounding the dead enemy ninja shone beneath the cold moonlight.
Rikimaru waited under a narrow roof near the shut shoji screen belonging to the building sporting the green flag. He could have gone on and retrieved the jewels without his fellow Azuma ninja, but he wanted to wait to make sure she was alright. Near his feet lay the lifeless body of an enemy ninja. The ninja was lying in a pool of his own blood; his throat had been severed by the Izayoi that rested placidly in the scabbard on Rikimaru's back.
He felt someone approaching him and looked up. Ayame landed a foot in front of him. He saw that her blades were heavily stained by the crimson color of blood. He gave her his usual cold stare. "Ready?"
She nodded.
Rikimaru slid open the shoji screen door. He entered in a stealthy fashion because he felt the presence of a ninja near them. He pressed his back against the wall and peered beyond the opening. Ayame did the same on the other side. They saw that there were two ninjas guarding a wooden stairway. The Azuma ninjas killed them quickly by stabbing their stomachs. Blood exploded out of their torsos as they collapsed to the ground. Ayame and Rikimaru advanced up the stairs knowing that Gohda-sama's valuables were just beyond the extravagantly colored screen door.
They approached with caution and listened for what was behind the door. Several muffled voices could be heard. Rikimaru slid open the screen a bit to see how many people were there. Four ninjas and a young man that was dressed in a fancy kimono. The young man looked to be about twenty-two, Ayame's age. Behind the young man were piles of coins and jewelry. Gohda-sama's valuables!
"Who's there?" Ayame asked Rikimaru.
"Hotsuma and four ninjas," answered Rikimaru.
"Are you sure it's Morimoto Hotsuma?" interrogated Ayame.
"He's wearing an expensive looking kimono, so it must be him," said Rikimaru.
Suddenly, Rikimaru opened the door completely and entered slowly. Ayame followed close behind. The young man looked at them and frowned. Before he said a word, his ninjas raced towards Ayame and Rikimaru, their weapons were ardently waiting to slice into ninja flesh. Ayame and Rikimaru killed them quickly with swift moves and even faster attacks. Then they sauntered towards the young man. The young man smirked. "Ah, you must be Gohda's rats."
"Give us the valuables, Hotsuma," Ayame said sternly.
"I'm not Hotsuma, I'm his son. I am Morimoto Kenji," declared the young man proudly.
Kenji unsheathed his sword and taunted at them. He must have been a very good swordsman or a very foolish one to want to fight against two Azuma ninjas. The two ninjas looked at each other. Then they looked back at Kenji, murderous looks were in their eyes. He laughed uneasily. "Two against one? That isn't fair. If you rats had any decency, one of you would fight me one-on-one."
"Let me handle this," Rikimaru said to Ayame. She was about to protest but he had already begun to advance on Kenji.
Kenji raised his sword above his head and ran at Rikimaru. Rikimaru was ready and stabbed Kenji's torso before the sword was brought down on his silver haired head. Kenji dropped his sword and fell to his knees. He looked up at Rikimaru and uttered one word: "Damn."
Then he fell face down. He was dead. Rikimaru shook his head, he knew that Kenji was a little too fervent to fight him.
Ayame passed Kenji's dead body and took the sack off her belt. She began to scoop handfuls of the coins and jewelry into the sack. Rikimaru's bag was almost full.
When all of the precious valuables were in the sacks, the two ninjas left the estate as silently as they had entered.
It was near twilight when Ayame and Rikimaru entered the room where they usually met with Gohda. Ayame dropped her sack when she saw who stood with Gohda and Counsel Sekiya. She knew the familiar bald head and grim look of Fujioka Tesshu, the isha by day and the hired assassin by night.
"Why is that creep here?" she asked.
Gohda-sama's face was full of langour as he looked at Ayame. "Do you know Fujioka-san?"
"Yes, she does," said Tesshu.
"Well, what are you doing here?" she asked again in an annoyed tone.
"Kiku-hime has caught a serious illness. Gohda-sama invited me here to help her, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for the young girl. This illness is beyond my knowledge. It has already taken the lives of my other patients," explained Tesshu.
Ayame stared at him, baffled.
(Author's Note: For all of you who don't know much Japanese, sama is Lord/Lady, san is Mr./Ms./Mrs., hime is princess, and isha is doctor. Well, I hope you enjoyed that first chapter. This is my first Tenchu fanfic so be nice in your review. So, should I continue?)
Hikari no Miko
Chapter 1: Into the Midori Estate
The soft pitter-patter of the rain was steady on the bumpy roof. The roof was a part of the many buildings belonging to the Morimoto estate. Only some knew it as the Morimoto estate, others called it the Midori estate because of the ninja clan that resides there.
Two cryptic figures leaped onto the slippery roof. They quickly advanced down the roof and peered over the edge. They observed the dull movements of a ninja clad in black and pale green. After watching the guard ninja, the shadowy ninjas looked at each other. One held up her blade and watched it gleam beneath the moonlight.
"I'll kill him." Quietly.
"That is unnecessary." Monotonously.
"Are you afraid of a little blood?" Acrimoniously.
"No. But we can't waste time." End of discussion.
Ayame sighed and got up slowly. She didn't wait for her fellow Azuma ninja and began to run across the roof. Rikimaru sped after her and noticed a ninja fall off of the L-shaped building that was near them. He watched her lower her blow gun from her lips. She looked at him. "Who's idea was it to make us both go and retrieve the valuables?"
"I believe it was Gohda-sama," replied Rikimaru.
Ayame eyed the sack tied on her belt. "Those Midori ninjas must have stolen a lot of Gohda-sama's valuables if he needs both of us to get them back."
Rikimaru said nothing. Ayame turned away from him and jumped onto the L-shaped roof that was adjacent to the roof they were on. Rikimaru followed.
The cognizant ninjas scanned the rainy area. Through their scrutiny, they knew that enemy ninjas guarded all the other roofs. The building that contained Gohda's valuables was west of where the Azuma ninjas stood. There was a possibility that Morimoto Hotsuma, the leader of the Midori clan ninjas, would be in that building as well. Below them, the muddy pathways were infested with the enemy ninjas. It would be easier to travel by roof because the ninjas were not as numerous. But they would have a better chance of being caught because they would have to rush across the slippery roof to slay the enemy.
Rikimaru already had a plan. "We should take different ways. We'll meet at the green flag building where the valuables should be."
Before Ayame could respond, Rikimaru hopped off the building and onto the muddy pathways below. She watched him move warily across the filthy mud. Ayame then looked at her destination ahead. She backed up a bit and then broke into a run. When she reached the edge of the building, she leaped onto another one. Then she swiftly slashed the throat of the careless female ninja. The ninja's life diminished and she fell on the murky roof with a soft thud. The bloody luster surrounding the dead enemy ninja shone beneath the cold moonlight.
Rikimaru waited under a narrow roof near the shut shoji screen belonging to the building sporting the green flag. He could have gone on and retrieved the jewels without his fellow Azuma ninja, but he wanted to wait to make sure she was alright. Near his feet lay the lifeless body of an enemy ninja. The ninja was lying in a pool of his own blood; his throat had been severed by the Izayoi that rested placidly in the scabbard on Rikimaru's back.
He felt someone approaching him and looked up. Ayame landed a foot in front of him. He saw that her blades were heavily stained by the crimson color of blood. He gave her his usual cold stare. "Ready?"
She nodded.
Rikimaru slid open the shoji screen door. He entered in a stealthy fashion because he felt the presence of a ninja near them. He pressed his back against the wall and peered beyond the opening. Ayame did the same on the other side. They saw that there were two ninjas guarding a wooden stairway. The Azuma ninjas killed them quickly by stabbing their stomachs. Blood exploded out of their torsos as they collapsed to the ground. Ayame and Rikimaru advanced up the stairs knowing that Gohda-sama's valuables were just beyond the extravagantly colored screen door.
They approached with caution and listened for what was behind the door. Several muffled voices could be heard. Rikimaru slid open the screen a bit to see how many people were there. Four ninjas and a young man that was dressed in a fancy kimono. The young man looked to be about twenty-two, Ayame's age. Behind the young man were piles of coins and jewelry. Gohda-sama's valuables!
"Who's there?" Ayame asked Rikimaru.
"Hotsuma and four ninjas," answered Rikimaru.
"Are you sure it's Morimoto Hotsuma?" interrogated Ayame.
"He's wearing an expensive looking kimono, so it must be him," said Rikimaru.
Suddenly, Rikimaru opened the door completely and entered slowly. Ayame followed close behind. The young man looked at them and frowned. Before he said a word, his ninjas raced towards Ayame and Rikimaru, their weapons were ardently waiting to slice into ninja flesh. Ayame and Rikimaru killed them quickly with swift moves and even faster attacks. Then they sauntered towards the young man. The young man smirked. "Ah, you must be Gohda's rats."
"Give us the valuables, Hotsuma," Ayame said sternly.
"I'm not Hotsuma, I'm his son. I am Morimoto Kenji," declared the young man proudly.
Kenji unsheathed his sword and taunted at them. He must have been a very good swordsman or a very foolish one to want to fight against two Azuma ninjas. The two ninjas looked at each other. Then they looked back at Kenji, murderous looks were in their eyes. He laughed uneasily. "Two against one? That isn't fair. If you rats had any decency, one of you would fight me one-on-one."
"Let me handle this," Rikimaru said to Ayame. She was about to protest but he had already begun to advance on Kenji.
Kenji raised his sword above his head and ran at Rikimaru. Rikimaru was ready and stabbed Kenji's torso before the sword was brought down on his silver haired head. Kenji dropped his sword and fell to his knees. He looked up at Rikimaru and uttered one word: "Damn."
Then he fell face down. He was dead. Rikimaru shook his head, he knew that Kenji was a little too fervent to fight him.
Ayame passed Kenji's dead body and took the sack off her belt. She began to scoop handfuls of the coins and jewelry into the sack. Rikimaru's bag was almost full.
When all of the precious valuables were in the sacks, the two ninjas left the estate as silently as they had entered.
It was near twilight when Ayame and Rikimaru entered the room where they usually met with Gohda. Ayame dropped her sack when she saw who stood with Gohda and Counsel Sekiya. She knew the familiar bald head and grim look of Fujioka Tesshu, the isha by day and the hired assassin by night.
"Why is that creep here?" she asked.
Gohda-sama's face was full of langour as he looked at Ayame. "Do you know Fujioka-san?"
"Yes, she does," said Tesshu.
"Well, what are you doing here?" she asked again in an annoyed tone.
"Kiku-hime has caught a serious illness. Gohda-sama invited me here to help her, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for the young girl. This illness is beyond my knowledge. It has already taken the lives of my other patients," explained Tesshu.
Ayame stared at him, baffled.
(Author's Note: For all of you who don't know much Japanese, sama is Lord/Lady, san is Mr./Ms./Mrs., hime is princess, and isha is doctor. Well, I hope you enjoyed that first chapter. This is my first Tenchu fanfic so be nice in your review. So, should I continue?)