I take my stance, gripping the wooden training sword tightly in my hands. I stare at my opponent, my slate eyes scrutinizing every movement in his body. His stance is all wrong, and his grip doesn't allow the blade to transfer the entirety of his strength. Not that that would matter anyways, he could hit me with everything he got and still wouldn't win. Not that I'm being cocky or anything, it's just that I'm a really good fighter. I should be by now it's all I've ever done, so put a sword in my hands, even a wooden one and I can kick ass. I glance around the room full of students, all watching intensely. He takes his chance during my second of distraction, and attempts to bring his blade down on my shoulder. His movements are far too slow, I swing at his blade before it even has a chance to reach my head, shattering both of the wooden swords. Well their worthless aren't they. Not wasting a second I drop to the ground swinging my leg around and dragging his out from underneath him. He hits the floor hard, splintering wood underneath him. He groans and props himself up with his arms.
"Getting better Takashi, your hitting a lot harder but you cant just focus on the first attack, you need to set your three steps ahead and not get caught out" I smile to him as I pull him back to his feet. Instantly feeling dwarfed by his 6'1" to my 4'2" I step to the side and scan the room yet again, my eyes landing on the still unconscious teacher.
"He still not awake" you shout to the young girl who had been fanning him throughout your past couple of fights.
"eh....no" the blond haired girl replies nervously.
Sheehs what a wimp, I barely even hit the guy. Besides he was the one who challenged me. You see today I kinda popped in to the Shinigami School. I had been meaning to sign myself into one of the classes, but kinda forgot, and apparently turning up half way through the year isn't expectable in fancy schools like this, especially if you're from the rykongai like me. This of course got me into an argument with the secretary, until shoma sensai; the man lying unconscious on the floor, thought that he could prove to me that I didn't belong here and challenged me to a fight. Like with Takashi we used wooden swords, though that fight did last longer, until my foot made contact with his jaw, sending him into the wall where he has laid for the last hour or so.
So in the mean while I had been taking his class for him. "right everyone, pair of, I want to see you all taking proper stances this time" I yell to the class, casually strolling over to the teacher and his pet.
"Hai" the chorus of voices is swiftly followed by the trainee Shinigami following out your order.
"Sakura..right?" you ask the girl, squatting down on the opposite side of her sensai.
"hai" the girl nods shyly, not letting her worried gaze leave her teacher.
"He's fine you know" I laugh knocking on his chest lightly. "hearts still beating, he just needs to wake up" I grab his nose between my first two fingers, keeping them there until...
"Chipmunks" he jumped up gasping for breath, head butting Sakura in the process.
"so" I rock forwards onto my toes. "does this mean I can start class or what?"