Broken Nihontou: Legacy of the Sword
Note: (Standard disclaimer apply …etc.) Hello everyone! This is the sequel to Broken Nihontou: Reclaiming Innocence, now "Broken Nihontou: Legacy of the Sword". Maybe you guys might be wondering why it take a bit long is because Broken Nihontou is done before and I just happen to find to upload it this year, and having re-read the story again just gave me an idea to write a sequel for it, entirely new cast of characters, some I created for the story purposes ^^; So if you hadn't read the story first… I recommend you READ it first before proceeding with the story. (Bonus Prologue at the end of Broken Nihontou) To those who read the long enduring saga of Broken Nihontou…well this one might be also be a little longer than the original O_O
Part 1: The Promise
Tenshi regained his consciousness after awhile, feeling up his head and felt a painful lump right at the middle and it hurts. Last thing he remembered was, he thrown himself between his brother and Kenji to stop a heated fight.
Now he is in a familiar Dojo. He spot a familiar short red-haired man right beside him, who seems had fallen asleep for tending to his wound. "Kenshin-san!" he suddenly blurt out, making the retired hitokiri bounce in surprise and fall off from where he was sitting. Kenshin hadn't remarkably changed ever since Tenshi recalled in his early childhood days. He have been a family friend for a very long time, and at his late 40's he still look as if he is in his early 30's. "Kenshin-san, how did I.."
" Tenshi, you had fallen unconscious when you were brought here." Kenshin spoke, in a fatherly manner. "Hearing from your brother, you tried to stop a fight between him and Kenji."
"I was, I'm trying to pacify them." Tenshi looked over Kenshin's shoulder and he could see that Kenji from the other side of the house being scolded by Kaoru and cladding him into the house by the ear. It is an embarrassing sight, Tenshi sweatdropped.
"You know, Kenji admitted it was his fault already. That's why you are here, its the least he could do." Kenshin remarked, "he borrowed my sword without permission and used it in public. Not only that, he triggered your brother to an open challenge for a small petty reason."
"But it is Shiro who made the first move to attack."
"It wont have happen if Kenji didn't irritate him."
"I see." Tenshi replied curtly, and fixed himself up. "They both have the same stubborn attitude, maybe that what makes them fight each other. But it's so surprising that they end up being best of friends afterwards." Scratching his head, he can see his twin brother in a distance talking to Kenji. The two exchange a few mock blows after then they both made up and go outside. "THAT they might have got from their mother's side." Kenshin said, and noticed that Kaoru is already listening from behind them.
"What DO you mean on our SIDE?" Kaoru fumed, " Your son caused another trouble again, and I'm not letting him sleep here for the rest of the week!"
"Kaoru..don't be so harsh of him, he is just growing up its normal that he.."
"The problem is you always spoil him…"
"I think I'm gonna go now." Tenshi said, and slowly tiptoed towards the exist, getting few of his things. Having been frequently on this place like his second home, he exactly knows that his Aunt Kaoru will eventually blow up anytime when in the heat of an argument. With a count to three, two, one…
CRASH!!...
"Kaoru.." He could hear his dazed Uncle's voice followed by rumbling of noises. Not wanting to be caught in a line of fire, Tenshi hurries up and follow up to his brother who is walking down the road to their house.
"Okaasan…we are home now," Shiro called out as soon as they finally reached home. But it seems no one is there.
"Is it always like this at your home?" Kenji remarked, "it seems rather spooky."
"Urusai! I haven't forgiven you yet for calling my father a bastard." Shiro commented, mock punching his friend by the shoulder. "What made you think that anyway?"
"I heard it from Sanosuke-san time to time when he comes to visit." Kenji shrugged, Shiro gave him a look, "No wonder, okaasan says to me that he can be such a baka sometimes. Why don't we ask Sano-san one time what he really know?"
The red-head and the black haired youth looked at to each other. "Nah!"
"Shhhh…" Tenshi hushed them, "someone is already here…keep your voices down." Indeed, Kenji and Shiro did hear something else, and quickly cut the conversation. "You mean we got company, brother?"
"I guess so, I think they are in stealth…so be careful." True to his word, a cloaked figure came in swooping down to their direction, and more. Shiro and Kenji made a leap to the air and quickly brought out their wooden swords, their only weapon for defense. They dodge the lightning fast blows coming from the enemies, Shiro can counter blows but he cant easily dodge what seems flying shurikens and tiny darts. "I'll take care of the stubborn one," Kenji remarked proudly, pawning himself in the middle to the advantage of the enemy, when he took the chance, Shiro seems to hear him scream something sounding like a 9-dragon strike attack whatchamacallit. If he recalled it well, Kenji had been wanting to do this move.
"Iya!!" Tenshi cried out from a distance, he is unarmed….yet he was already distracting the enemy by leaping from one place to another in a quick phase, it was him who got the talent of his mother's ninjistu. "Iya, Kenji!! He is going to poison you!" he darts his way to Kenji, who seemed caught unaware as he was to deliver a blow..and the enemy is about to hit him with something else. It's almost too late, a small dart hit Kenji by the arm but Tenshi was able to shoved him off and caught those tiny little darts that couldn't be just seen easily in the dark with his own hands. "Impressive," the voice from one of the attacker whispered. "But not impressive enough." And was quick to deliver a blow to Tenshi's neck, but he quickly countered it with his leg. He is going to twist Tenshi's leg, Shiro thought as he watched in a distance.
"Don't do it Tenshi!" he cried out and charged in spontaneous motion and offense that left at least four of the ninja's facing the ground, fallen but not unconscious. But Tenshi is stubborn, as if anticipating the enemy to attempt to break his leg. At that precise moment, he quickly lift another leg to the enemy's neck, which looks like a"scissors" position, using the strength of his legs, he managed to haul the enemy's head hard on the ground in a quick somersault. "Shiro, from behind!"
"They are still alive?!" Shiro screamed, but that is not his worry. It seems that they are all heading to attack the injured Kenji. "Kenji!! Watch out!"
"I'm not gonna let you!" Tenshi called out. "Shiro, give me your wooden sword!.."
"BUT you never use a sword in martial arts, before." But his younger twin, snatched it anyway, "H-hey, if you break that, it will cost you!"
"I had no more choice, Heaven sword technique!" Tenshi called out loud.
Heaven sword technique…
Time suddenly seems to stop for Shiro and only those words echo in his head. "Otousan, when will you teach me that skill? That skill everyone said is called Heaven Sword?", he recalls a younger version of himself asking to his father. His green emerald eyes staring in awe everytime he watched his father practice: He seem so calm and peaceful, and his moves "I want to learn it, everyone says that it is your technique and they say its impressive." He was around 6 or 8, being taught by his father at the Kamiya's dojo, and even before…Kenji is already his sparring partner, Yahiko occasionally visits them and has to put up with the annoying duo most of the time. Tenshi is always outside, much closer to their mother and shows no interest in learning much in Kendo, and is interested more in reading books for his age. Having to tell them apart is difficult at first, but Shiro retained his father's trademark cropped hair while Tenshi have a high pony-tailed hair.
"Why do you want to learn it Shiro?"
" I want to be the strongest!"
His father gave him a small re-assuring smile, his always sunny smile if he wants to explain something to him. "Shiro, learning the skill isn't always for being the strongest." Soujiro leaned over and pat him at the head, "You must be strong in here," he pointed at Shiro's chest. " Then eventually if the right time comes, I will teach it to you. If you learn to think with your heart, it is only when you could understand the importance of that skill."
"Okay! You promise!" He made a face, "You had to swear!"
Soujiro let out a laugh and put his wooden sword down, scooping his son up. "Yes, father promised to teach you someday" Something shiny also caught the young Shiro's eyes: it is a sword neatly stashed by his father whenever he go to the dojo. "I also want to learn how to use the Nihontou!"
"Yes son, eventually. I promise."
I promise.
Back to the present, There Shiro was, still standing motionless as he watched his twin apply the amazing and quick Heaven sword Technique… the quick foot phase is so fast that it leaves but the sound trailing from behind confusing the enemy. Before the enemy would realize he is there, he would re-appear in a certain direction and hit them back at the neck with the sword to render them unconscious. "Kenji-san, are you alright?" Tenshi finally spoke, helping the red-haired comrade up as the ground dust settles slowly to the ground.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine." He coughed, and grinned …forgetting his injury. "It's just a scratch, hey..YOU are impressive! I can never imagine you knew something else aside from ninjistu!"
"Otousan thought me."
"Hey Shiro, how come you haven't learn a move like that?" Basing from experience, Kenji knows that this mild-looking twin whom he bonded more the closest is closer to Soujiro ever since their childhood days. Shiro is always the one Soujiro carried to his arm if they take a long walk, it was Shiro who always carried his father goods and watched him and trained with him all this years so he could be an impressive swordsman like he is. They knew that Soujiro is the only one alive who could match up with his father's hitokiri skills, and Soujiro had the special unique move called the heaven sword as his father with his reverse edged blade techniques.
But Shiro wasn't listening. "That's why I never get any better.."
"Nani?" Kenji blinked, but before he could ask why, he heard which seems… clapping behind the bushes. Emerged beneath the shadows are familiar faces, and familiar grey and white get-up, one of them stood out with a pink ribbon bound to her waist and her hair wrapped in a half-bun, and she has emerald set eyes, and is accompanied by a taller much older silent figure with pale blue eyes. "It seems one of you boys past the test, well done." She said proudly,
"Okaasan? Aoshi-san?" Both twins echoed in surprise. Misao made a curt nod, with her is also the rest of the small group of Oniwabanshu. "That's right." She remarked, and noticed which seems Kenshin's son having a stumped look on his face. Aoshi let out a restrained chuckle, as if noting how the young one could look very much like his father with doing that certain expression. "What is Kenji doing here?" she finally asked her sons.
"Aunt Kaoru banned him for awhile at their house. It's a long story." Shiro spoke, "He might be staying with us for the rest of the week."
"A whole week?"
"Well, that's what I heard from Tenshi." Shiro mumbled expressing a louder disinterest in the conversation. The younger twin looked up, as if to notice the hurt in the tone of his older twin's voice.
"Okaasan, what is this test all about?" Tenshi questioned, the dispatched ninja's around him, who had all fallen down awhile ago, all wearily stood up to make a bow of respect on him. "We need someone strong enough to take a replacement for your Mother's position." One of the masked men said. "You got the strong Oniwabanshu's spirit on you, as well as your father's perceptive skills."
" I still don't get it." Tenshi said, "It's too early."
"It's the will of your great-grandfather," Omasu..one of the Oniwabanshu member's spoke.
"What's wrong with great-grandfather?" Shiro said outloud with a rousing concern in his voice, "Is he sick?"
"Your great-grandfather, Okina. he is already dying.."
Note: (Standard disclaimer apply …etc.) Hello everyone! This is the sequel to Broken Nihontou: Reclaiming Innocence, now "Broken Nihontou: Legacy of the Sword". Maybe you guys might be wondering why it take a bit long is because Broken Nihontou is done before and I just happen to find to upload it this year, and having re-read the story again just gave me an idea to write a sequel for it, entirely new cast of characters, some I created for the story purposes ^^; So if you hadn't read the story first… I recommend you READ it first before proceeding with the story. (Bonus Prologue at the end of Broken Nihontou) To those who read the long enduring saga of Broken Nihontou…well this one might be also be a little longer than the original O_O
Part 1: The Promise
Tenshi regained his consciousness after awhile, feeling up his head and felt a painful lump right at the middle and it hurts. Last thing he remembered was, he thrown himself between his brother and Kenji to stop a heated fight.
Now he is in a familiar Dojo. He spot a familiar short red-haired man right beside him, who seems had fallen asleep for tending to his wound. "Kenshin-san!" he suddenly blurt out, making the retired hitokiri bounce in surprise and fall off from where he was sitting. Kenshin hadn't remarkably changed ever since Tenshi recalled in his early childhood days. He have been a family friend for a very long time, and at his late 40's he still look as if he is in his early 30's. "Kenshin-san, how did I.."
" Tenshi, you had fallen unconscious when you were brought here." Kenshin spoke, in a fatherly manner. "Hearing from your brother, you tried to stop a fight between him and Kenji."
"I was, I'm trying to pacify them." Tenshi looked over Kenshin's shoulder and he could see that Kenji from the other side of the house being scolded by Kaoru and cladding him into the house by the ear. It is an embarrassing sight, Tenshi sweatdropped.
"You know, Kenji admitted it was his fault already. That's why you are here, its the least he could do." Kenshin remarked, "he borrowed my sword without permission and used it in public. Not only that, he triggered your brother to an open challenge for a small petty reason."
"But it is Shiro who made the first move to attack."
"It wont have happen if Kenji didn't irritate him."
"I see." Tenshi replied curtly, and fixed himself up. "They both have the same stubborn attitude, maybe that what makes them fight each other. But it's so surprising that they end up being best of friends afterwards." Scratching his head, he can see his twin brother in a distance talking to Kenji. The two exchange a few mock blows after then they both made up and go outside. "THAT they might have got from their mother's side." Kenshin said, and noticed that Kaoru is already listening from behind them.
"What DO you mean on our SIDE?" Kaoru fumed, " Your son caused another trouble again, and I'm not letting him sleep here for the rest of the week!"
"Kaoru..don't be so harsh of him, he is just growing up its normal that he.."
"The problem is you always spoil him…"
"I think I'm gonna go now." Tenshi said, and slowly tiptoed towards the exist, getting few of his things. Having been frequently on this place like his second home, he exactly knows that his Aunt Kaoru will eventually blow up anytime when in the heat of an argument. With a count to three, two, one…
CRASH!!...
"Kaoru.." He could hear his dazed Uncle's voice followed by rumbling of noises. Not wanting to be caught in a line of fire, Tenshi hurries up and follow up to his brother who is walking down the road to their house.
"Okaasan…we are home now," Shiro called out as soon as they finally reached home. But it seems no one is there.
"Is it always like this at your home?" Kenji remarked, "it seems rather spooky."
"Urusai! I haven't forgiven you yet for calling my father a bastard." Shiro commented, mock punching his friend by the shoulder. "What made you think that anyway?"
"I heard it from Sanosuke-san time to time when he comes to visit." Kenji shrugged, Shiro gave him a look, "No wonder, okaasan says to me that he can be such a baka sometimes. Why don't we ask Sano-san one time what he really know?"
The red-head and the black haired youth looked at to each other. "Nah!"
"Shhhh…" Tenshi hushed them, "someone is already here…keep your voices down." Indeed, Kenji and Shiro did hear something else, and quickly cut the conversation. "You mean we got company, brother?"
"I guess so, I think they are in stealth…so be careful." True to his word, a cloaked figure came in swooping down to their direction, and more. Shiro and Kenji made a leap to the air and quickly brought out their wooden swords, their only weapon for defense. They dodge the lightning fast blows coming from the enemies, Shiro can counter blows but he cant easily dodge what seems flying shurikens and tiny darts. "I'll take care of the stubborn one," Kenji remarked proudly, pawning himself in the middle to the advantage of the enemy, when he took the chance, Shiro seems to hear him scream something sounding like a 9-dragon strike attack whatchamacallit. If he recalled it well, Kenji had been wanting to do this move.
"Iya!!" Tenshi cried out from a distance, he is unarmed….yet he was already distracting the enemy by leaping from one place to another in a quick phase, it was him who got the talent of his mother's ninjistu. "Iya, Kenji!! He is going to poison you!" he darts his way to Kenji, who seemed caught unaware as he was to deliver a blow..and the enemy is about to hit him with something else. It's almost too late, a small dart hit Kenji by the arm but Tenshi was able to shoved him off and caught those tiny little darts that couldn't be just seen easily in the dark with his own hands. "Impressive," the voice from one of the attacker whispered. "But not impressive enough." And was quick to deliver a blow to Tenshi's neck, but he quickly countered it with his leg. He is going to twist Tenshi's leg, Shiro thought as he watched in a distance.
"Don't do it Tenshi!" he cried out and charged in spontaneous motion and offense that left at least four of the ninja's facing the ground, fallen but not unconscious. But Tenshi is stubborn, as if anticipating the enemy to attempt to break his leg. At that precise moment, he quickly lift another leg to the enemy's neck, which looks like a"scissors" position, using the strength of his legs, he managed to haul the enemy's head hard on the ground in a quick somersault. "Shiro, from behind!"
"They are still alive?!" Shiro screamed, but that is not his worry. It seems that they are all heading to attack the injured Kenji. "Kenji!! Watch out!"
"I'm not gonna let you!" Tenshi called out. "Shiro, give me your wooden sword!.."
"BUT you never use a sword in martial arts, before." But his younger twin, snatched it anyway, "H-hey, if you break that, it will cost you!"
"I had no more choice, Heaven sword technique!" Tenshi called out loud.
Heaven sword technique…
Time suddenly seems to stop for Shiro and only those words echo in his head. "Otousan, when will you teach me that skill? That skill everyone said is called Heaven Sword?", he recalls a younger version of himself asking to his father. His green emerald eyes staring in awe everytime he watched his father practice: He seem so calm and peaceful, and his moves "I want to learn it, everyone says that it is your technique and they say its impressive." He was around 6 or 8, being taught by his father at the Kamiya's dojo, and even before…Kenji is already his sparring partner, Yahiko occasionally visits them and has to put up with the annoying duo most of the time. Tenshi is always outside, much closer to their mother and shows no interest in learning much in Kendo, and is interested more in reading books for his age. Having to tell them apart is difficult at first, but Shiro retained his father's trademark cropped hair while Tenshi have a high pony-tailed hair.
"Why do you want to learn it Shiro?"
" I want to be the strongest!"
His father gave him a small re-assuring smile, his always sunny smile if he wants to explain something to him. "Shiro, learning the skill isn't always for being the strongest." Soujiro leaned over and pat him at the head, "You must be strong in here," he pointed at Shiro's chest. " Then eventually if the right time comes, I will teach it to you. If you learn to think with your heart, it is only when you could understand the importance of that skill."
"Okay! You promise!" He made a face, "You had to swear!"
Soujiro let out a laugh and put his wooden sword down, scooping his son up. "Yes, father promised to teach you someday" Something shiny also caught the young Shiro's eyes: it is a sword neatly stashed by his father whenever he go to the dojo. "I also want to learn how to use the Nihontou!"
"Yes son, eventually. I promise."
I promise.
Back to the present, There Shiro was, still standing motionless as he watched his twin apply the amazing and quick Heaven sword Technique… the quick foot phase is so fast that it leaves but the sound trailing from behind confusing the enemy. Before the enemy would realize he is there, he would re-appear in a certain direction and hit them back at the neck with the sword to render them unconscious. "Kenji-san, are you alright?" Tenshi finally spoke, helping the red-haired comrade up as the ground dust settles slowly to the ground.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine." He coughed, and grinned …forgetting his injury. "It's just a scratch, hey..YOU are impressive! I can never imagine you knew something else aside from ninjistu!"
"Otousan thought me."
"Hey Shiro, how come you haven't learn a move like that?" Basing from experience, Kenji knows that this mild-looking twin whom he bonded more the closest is closer to Soujiro ever since their childhood days. Shiro is always the one Soujiro carried to his arm if they take a long walk, it was Shiro who always carried his father goods and watched him and trained with him all this years so he could be an impressive swordsman like he is. They knew that Soujiro is the only one alive who could match up with his father's hitokiri skills, and Soujiro had the special unique move called the heaven sword as his father with his reverse edged blade techniques.
But Shiro wasn't listening. "That's why I never get any better.."
"Nani?" Kenji blinked, but before he could ask why, he heard which seems… clapping behind the bushes. Emerged beneath the shadows are familiar faces, and familiar grey and white get-up, one of them stood out with a pink ribbon bound to her waist and her hair wrapped in a half-bun, and she has emerald set eyes, and is accompanied by a taller much older silent figure with pale blue eyes. "It seems one of you boys past the test, well done." She said proudly,
"Okaasan? Aoshi-san?" Both twins echoed in surprise. Misao made a curt nod, with her is also the rest of the small group of Oniwabanshu. "That's right." She remarked, and noticed which seems Kenshin's son having a stumped look on his face. Aoshi let out a restrained chuckle, as if noting how the young one could look very much like his father with doing that certain expression. "What is Kenji doing here?" she finally asked her sons.
"Aunt Kaoru banned him for awhile at their house. It's a long story." Shiro spoke, "He might be staying with us for the rest of the week."
"A whole week?"
"Well, that's what I heard from Tenshi." Shiro mumbled expressing a louder disinterest in the conversation. The younger twin looked up, as if to notice the hurt in the tone of his older twin's voice.
"Okaasan, what is this test all about?" Tenshi questioned, the dispatched ninja's around him, who had all fallen down awhile ago, all wearily stood up to make a bow of respect on him. "We need someone strong enough to take a replacement for your Mother's position." One of the masked men said. "You got the strong Oniwabanshu's spirit on you, as well as your father's perceptive skills."
" I still don't get it." Tenshi said, "It's too early."
"It's the will of your great-grandfather," Omasu..one of the Oniwabanshu member's spoke.
"What's wrong with great-grandfather?" Shiro said outloud with a rousing concern in his voice, "Is he sick?"
"Your great-grandfather, Okina. he is already dying.."