Author's Note: Well guys, I have officially resurrected from the dead...
Angel Star Ninja: Please update I love this story already and I believe it is kinda wrong to punish people who are stealing food because they are hungry and that they can't afford it. I mean yes stealing is wrong but it is okay to let people die from starvation? I would let little Morro and Ronin steal all of the food if I was the man selling apples.
Yaaay thanks Angel (If I can call you that) for the review! Yeah I know, when it comes to stealing food it is a neutral zone between right and wrong. Hey, if I saw two kids looking for food, I might as well give them everything in my fridge.
Anywho. (Who says that anyways?) I would like to present you with another juicy chapter of "Caught in a Whirlwind." Now from where we left off, Morro and his friend Ronin were planning on scoring apples in one of the eastern/western villages before making their big move. Didn't work out so well as many of you read. In addition, the villagers were not too happy to see "street rats" either.
So, as Ronin is over there scheming of their next plan, Morro spots the monastery on the mountain of impossible heights. At first the friends seem to be in disagreement, however a common goal soon brings them together. Off to monastery to steal from under the nose of the second son of the first spinjitzu mastery.
Phew! Try saying that 3 times.
Silence.
For so many years that is all Wu had really wanted. Though now he was actually dreading it. The creaking of the floorboards, the moaning of the walls, even his own breathing! That was all he heard and it was beginning to irk him.
First, his brother had left off to search for "darker" teachings, and now his father had disappeared to "Take a stroll through life's meadows". Whatever that meant anyways. The two were very different yet at the same time equally confusing. Though his father did leave him some scrolls to follow up. One of them being meditation.
Wu sighed.
He missed his family. Having the Monastery to himself was not as great as he had originally imagined. In fact, it was quite lonesome. Sure, he could of associate with the surrounding villages, but to be honest without his brother he was weary and shy around new people.
Why did he have to make things more complicated then they had to be?
Taking a step back into reality, Wu realized his tea steaming over. Quickly he rushed to turn the stove off before the kettle could blow its top. Now it seemed with no one in the house, he was less focused and absent minded. However that would certainly have to be fixed for as a Spinjitzu master, he needed to be at the top of his game. For all he knew, anything could happen at any sudden given moment.
Pouring himself some tea, he sat at the kitchens's table.
It was then his eyes were able to wander the oh so familiar room. There in the corner a hole bared into the wall's wooden structure, another reminder of his and his brother's childhood. Wu couldn't stop himself from smiling , allowing his eyes to now focus on his reflection in the tea.
Time really did seem to fly.
He began reflecting on how far he had came from being the timid little boy with the bowl shaped haircut, to a young master with wisdom beyond his years. And that was only just the beginning.
He trained every day from sun-up until sun-down. Wu truly just wanted to be just as great as a master as his father. About now his brother would of made the snarky comment of "Having his head in clouds". Though it was a childish dream, Wu wanted to pursue it regardless.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Wu looked up from his tea to hear knocking at the monastery's doors.
Strange.
With there being a good amount of hiking to do to get to the monastery, he wouldn't be expecting any company except from the mailman. And the mail didn't usually come around until noon. It was still a good decent amount into the morning.
With a shrug, Wu found himself in the court yard, tea in hand as he approached the gigantic doors. However when he opened them he nearly dropped his cup.
"M-M- Misako?" His voice cracked, a sudden rush of nervousness striking his body.
Indeed it had been an old "friend" Misako. Well that's not as far as he wanted to get, but years ago he got the message that she would never stop treating him like a little brother. Her interest were mainly in Garmadon. But who could blame her? He wasn't the ideal son, but he did have his charms, plus he didn't get all sweaty when a girl came into his radius.
"Wu. It's so good to see you, may I?" Her warm voice greeted his ears.
"Of-Of course!" Wu stepped to the side allowing her to walk in.
"And there you are again with the tea. You know when you were younger you use to hate that stuff, but now look at you. Drinking it with every breakfast, lunch, and dinner!" The woman joked with a small laugh.
"As father said, tea rejuvenates the soul." Wu smiled nervously.
Misako twirled around taking in every aspect of the courtyard. She had always been a very eccentric woman ,sharpening her edge to being one of the well known archaeologist.
But not only that, she was one of the boldest girls to ever march up to the monastery. She had actually been the first to plead with the spinjitzu master to teach her his ways. It had also been the first time the two sons had seen an outsider, which so happenly had to be female. From there a rivalry was sparked.
Even with not being aware of it, the two boys desperately competed for her affection. They even go so far to blindly throwing themselves into danger, in order to prove dominion over each other. Honestly it wasn't a pretty sight to see, nor was it enjoyable. But young Misako seemed to off gotten quiet a kick out it for a bit.
"Tidy as ever I see." She allowed her fingers to trace over a nearby wall. " Not even a trace of dust."The woman noted. "Wu you seriously have to be a total clean freak or something." Again she giggled, finding her own little jokes humorous.
This was the problem he had with talking to people. He could get a conversation started, yet he could never keep it going."A clean dojo is a great one. The less dirt there is, the better a martial art can be practiced." Now that was a bit lame to say. Though at the point anything was good to say instead of just standing there with his mouth open.
Misako waved her finger. "Wu, your always thinking about training, training, and even more training." A worried expression managed to make itself known on her face. " It's not healthy. Speaking of which, when's the last time you even eaten a real meal besides tea?"
Wu paused for a moment.
"Since my next expedition is not until a few days, why don't I cook you something fierce? Maybe stick around too."Surprisingly those were the words that scared Wu most. "Someone needs to take care of you after all."
"Heh, yeah." To be truthful he wasn't completely thrilled. Even though Miskao did make her occasional visits once or twice staying within the monastery, his father or brother were usually around to relive tension. As he hated to admit it in his head he still did have some deep feelings for the woman who stood before him. It was like every time she was around, he felt like a wet noodle. Spineless if you will.
To him she was just amazing; unlike any girl he had ever met in his entire life. From the top of her neatly braided hair to the bottom of her battered knee-high boots. She was his one and only ideal there were times she could be a little hard headed, but her voice that carried such sweet words often made him forget all about it. He couldn't tell sometimes if he was just fantasizing.
Before he knew it Misako had already been pulling him by the arm, almost causing him to drop his tea. She sat him in the kitchen's chair then marched towards the stove. "So what do yah feel like eating today? Pancakes? Bacon? Perhaps your feeling a bit vegan ?"
"Anything is fine." Wu didn't want to sound too demanding nor indecisive.
Misako raised a brow. "Hmmm I say we should have some french toast, with a side of sausage." She returned her attention to the cabinets, searching for the ingredients. "It's quiet around here...Where's your father and brother?" The question caused Wu's eyes to shift towards the ground.
"Garmadon left to train under a new master while my father has departed on an important journey." Misako could sense the sadness embedded in his tone.
"Chin up Wu! I promise that with these three past days I'm here, we're gonna have a good time." She declared strongly. "Like the old days, right?"
Wu managed to give a weak smile. "Right" He answered half heartedly.
"Great! Now you sit back here, and I'll run down to the village." Misako turned to face the blond. "Turns out your fresh out of eggs, and pretty much everything else breakfasty..." She trailed off heading towards the door. "Be back quicker than you can say METHIONYLTHREONYLTHREONYGLUTAMINYLARGINYL…ISOLEUCINE!"
Wu quirked a brow at this, however soon sighed in relief. This would at least give him a moment to recollect himself.
All he had to do was keep it cool for a few days with Misako's stay.
He could handle that. After all if he was able to upheld his duties as the son of the First Spinjitzu Master, then could surely handle a visit from a longed missed friend.
Yes friend.
What could possibly go wrong?
A/N: Tis the deed is done! Short I know, but at least I updated.