"H-how did you do that?! I thought you were just an old man! Wh-what are you?!" Tsukune said as he staggered backwards before falling flat on his ass.

"What I am is not important right now Tsukune Aono. What IS important is your decision. Will you run away out of fear or will you stay and be taught in the way of my own personal style of martial arts. I call it, Youjutsu. With it, you channel the energy within your body and form it into a weapon that can be used for both offense and defense. Now, what is your decision Tsukune Aono?"

Tsukune stood motionless for a couple of minutes, deep in thought. What should I do? I can't even comprehend what the hell just happened so can I really trust this guy? On the other hand, he seems very strong and might even be able to make me strong. Or at least strong enough to protect myself or innocent people. A multitude of thoughts crashed Tsukune's mind.

Finally, after about 10 minutes, Tsukune finally spoke up, "I-I've decided that I will stay and become your apprentice. But you have to explain to me how you're able to turn yourself into a tall, handsome guy that doesn't look a day over 30! Or is this the real you and you are able to turn into a short, old man? But that can't be right 'cause who would want to turn into an old man if they were still young?" Tsukune kept spitting out all the various possibilities while Touhou Fuhai just tood there and let out a sigh. "Well, at least the kid's not simple-minded."


Time laps of 1 week

"You've come a long way in just a week, my dear boy. You are the fastest learner I've ever had as a student." Touhou said, congratulating Tsukune. "However, we still have a long way to go."

By now, Tsukune's body had begun to form well-tones muscles and he had become more confidant as well as having more self-esteem.

"Huh?! But I've already pretty much mastered all of the forms and techniques!" Tsukune said with a hint of annoyance.

"That may be true, however there is a lot more to my techniques than just knowing the basics. You must learn to channel the energy within your body and focus it at a single spot. Doing this allows you to use any body part as a deadly weapon. But enough training for today. I have something else I need you to do for me."

Confused, Tsukune headed out with a list of items Fuhai-sensei needed him to pick up from the market. The list included some vegetables, a 5 gallon pot, beef and a few manga. To Tsukune it seemed like all he was doing was running Fuhai's errands so he didn't have to do them himself. The only odd thing was the location of the store Fuhai instructed him to go to. It was on the other side of town in a back alley.

"Don't worry about its location too much. They always have the best ingredients and manga in town." Tsukune remembered Fuhai's words when he asked about the list. He was hoping his sensei was telling the truth and that he wouldn't be walking into his funeral or some hidden cult that would sacrifice him their diety and eat his flesh. Shaking off these thoughts, Tsukune continued to walk through town waving to the various vendors and elderly couples out for a walk.

By the time he had reached the store, the sun had started to set. Tsukune didn't notice anything strange about his surroundings and was relieved when he entered the shop to find it no different than any other convenience store besides being smaller. Walking around the store, Tsukune realized they sold some foods and drinks that he had never heard of. He figured this must be a branch store from one back in Fuhai's home town which is why Fuhai liked it so much. Once he had gathered all of the items, Tsukune paid for the items and started on his way back to the dojo.

Not long after leaving, Tsukune had a strange feeling that someone was following him. The weirdest thing about it was that Tsukune swore he could tell exactly where they were. Confused and wanting to test his theory, Tsukune began to jog. Quickly Tsukune realized he was right about both things. He was being followed by someone but he could tell where they were at all times. Having had enough of this game, and came to a complete and abrupt stop.

Without warning, Tsukune turned around at lightning speed and threw a punch that stopped just inches away from his stalker's face. Without hesitation, the person who had been pursuing Tsukune grabbed his wrist and twisted it with great force, causing Tsukune to drop the bags and drop down to one knee. Wincing in pain, Tsukune looked up to get a good look at who was following him. It was a kid about the same age as him, maybe a year younger. He had a slightly feminine face with long black hair died in a long, single braid.

"What the hell is someone like you doing here?!" beamed the assailant. "How did you know about this place?"

Not sure what was going on, Tsukune replied, "I have no clue what you're talking about! I was just sent here on an errand to buy some groceries and my boss specifically told me to go to that store." Quickly, Tsukune flipped sideways to untwist his arm and yank it out of the man's hands.

"Who are you and who was it that sent you?" inquired the mystery man.

"My name is Tsukune Aono and as for the man who sent me, why do you want to know? Are you after him or something? Did someone pay you to attack me to get back at him?" Tsukune questioned.

"No one has sent me after you and I only ask you who sent you to find out who was foolish enough to send someone like you all the way out here when there are plenty of shops that sell the same items you bought much closer into town."

"I was sent by Touhou Fuhai. My boss and sensei. Now may I go?"

The man just stood there in shock at what Tsukune had just revealed to him. "Y-you said Touhou Fuhai am I right? H-how do you know that man?" the man asked shakily.

"I work for him at his dojo and he has been training me in martial arts for the past week. Why?"

"Touhou Fuhai is my great-great Grandfather. No one in my family has seen him in over a hundred years. W-where is he?! Take me to him!" the man replied while gripping Tsukune by both shoulders while shaking him.

'What's with this guy? Great-great Grandfather? Over a hundred years? First he attacks me now he wants me to help him. I don't know if I can trust this guy,' Tsukune thought to himself. "Sorry, but no. I refuse to take you to him." Tsukune said as he pried the man's hands free of his shoulders. Tsukune then turned around, picked up his bags and continued to walk back to the dojo.

"Hold it right there! You're gonna take me to him either by choice or by force!" The man shouted as he pulled out a piece of paper with strange markings on it. The man then started to chant something that Tsukune couldn't understand so he dropped his bags again and to a defensive stance that Fuhai had tought him the other day.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed from where the strange man was standing and Tsukune had to cover his eyes to avoid going blind. Once the light faded, there was a huge cloud of white smoke be hind the man. "Haha! You're in for it now! Cower in fear at the feet of the mighty Fang-Fang Huang!" The man continued to laugh until he realized Tsukune wasn't shaking in fear, nor was he even in a defensive stance anymore. Confused, Fang-Fang turned around to see what he had summoned. Much to his dismay, it was a panda. A fat, lazy panda with bamboo sticking out of its mouth.

"Where did that panda come from?!" asked Tsukune who was on the verge on laughter.

"T-this is the mighty beast I have summoned to take you down and force you to take me to my Grandfather!" Fang-Fang had replied with blushed cheeks.

"Um, no offense Fang-Fang; it was Fang-Fang right? But the only thing that would be afraid of that is a bamboo tree." Tsukune replied, scratching the back of his head.

Embarrassed beyond belief, Fang-Fang grew incredibly angry. He turned around and started yelling at the panda in what sounded to Tsukune like Chinese. Suddenly, the panda tried to stand up, but quickly fell over, right on top of Fang-Fang. Just as quickly and mysteriously the panda had shown up, it vanished with a big puff of white smoke. Not knowing what was going on, Tuskune threw Fang-Fang over his shoulder and carried both him and his bags back to the dojo where Fuhai would be waiting. Hopefully he would have an idea of what to do with this kid.