Hey! This is your Raven, always writing stories! ^_~ I just love h/m so I wrote this after watching a chinese movie. ^_^ Hope you like it! R/r pleasse!!!! Arigato!
~Raven

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"Master, what do I do next?" The young child sat on her tatami mat, waiting for the next order.
"Close your eyes." The man ordered. The child obeyed, but fidgeted every 15 seconds.
"Can I-"
"Hush! Haruka, close your eyes and sit there for an hour."
"WHAT?!?"
"Do as I tell you! I shall make it 3 hours if you don't obey!"
"Yes, master." Haruka obediantly closed her eyes, and tried her best not to fidget.
"You are young. You need dicipline. This is one of the main things to remember in fighting- to be patient. When you are older, you shall sit for many more hours, with a few breaks so that your legs will not get clotted. Young Haruka, you have much to learn. Much much to learn. Tommorow…" The man sipped his tea. "I shall show you my other student- she has many gifts, as you do- and you shall work well together."
*An hour passes*
"You may get up." Haruka stands up shakily- her whole body numb. "I want you to go run a mile, and then drink a cup of tea. You may leave."
"Thank you, Master." Haruka started running, pumping blood into her legs. She gasped as the cold air struck her. "I can do this… I can do this." Haruka breathed heavily and used the breathing techniques her teacher had taught her. "I can do this…" *pant pant* When she finished, she ran all the way home, and drank the hot cup of tea her mother had handed her.
"I want you to go and clean the house, Haruka. After that, you shall have your meal, and then you may rest for a few minutes. You may leave." Her stepmother nodded to her, handing her the broom. "Don't forget the leaves outside, in our garden."
"Yes, mother." Haruka bowed and clutched the broom her stepmother handed her. She started sweeping the house, and remembered her late grandmother's words.
"Ah, Haruka- you are the daughter of the wind. Your spirit is just like your mothers… always sweeping through the house. Haruka, you take your duties respectfully… never thinking about what you want in your life. Ruka, you need to look into your soul… look into your soul... find the spirit of your mother within you. It will guide you to true happiness. Follow the wind…" Her grandmother died in her arms, a soft smile creating dimples in her wornout, smooth olive skin.
Tears ran down Haruka's face, causing her vision to blur and shake. Haruka wiped her eyes and smiled at her grandmother's picture around her neck. Her only gift; a musical locket. It had her mother and her grandmother's pictures in it. She finished cleaning the house, and returned to her mother, handing her the broom.
"Good. You have missed a few places, but it cannot be helped. Eat your rice, and then practice your calligraphy. Then you may go upstairs, and go to sleep."
"Yes, mother." Haruka sat on the ground and fingered the limp beans, and the soggy rice her mother handed before her. She sighed, and ate the bland food. Then she sat on her mat, and took out a sheet of rice paper, writing the alphabet in perfect handwriting. The block of ink nearly tipped over, and Haruka caught it just in time. She couldn't wait till she could learn the martial arts or fencing from her master. When she finished writing the alphabet five times, she went upstairs, rolled out her bed, and went to sleep.

"FASTER!" The man yelled to the girl. The young girl had shoulder-length wavy blue hair. "Michiru! Faster!" The young girl breathed quickly in short gasps, and she kicked and punched the moving bag with astounding accuracy. Sweat poured from her brow, and her blue eyes's gaze didn't wander from the bag. "FASTER, MICHIRU!" The young girl collasped, exhausted from the pressure. The master smiled. "Good. You may take a five minute break. Meditate, and concentrate on making that bag break. Am I clear? Oh, there you are, Haruka! This is Michiru, the only one at your level. You both have your different strengths, and I will be looking forword to teaching you both together. As one, both of you will be invincible." The Master nodded for them to bow to eachother. They both stared at eachother, and then finally got the picture.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Michiru."
"I will enjoy fighting with you, Haruka." They both bowed to eachother, not looking from eachother's eyes.
"I will not let her surpass me." They both thought.