Chapter 2: Champion's Pupil and A New Acquaintance
Disclaimer: I don't own the show. If I did a floating banana would be in each episode. Dude... that'd be kinda cool. Well, I don't own the show, like I said above. Okie! Read on if you dare!
Kamimiya groaned as she sat behind the food cart she and her father owned. They'd had owned a restaurant before but When Kamimiya's mother died, Jiro, her father, sold the restaurant to help raise her. When she was ten he bought the cart and she began to help him aside from her studies.
Now, at night time, local teachers tutored her for free, knowing it was difficult to pay them and her thirst for knowledge. Though she was young, fifteen years, she was soon to graduate from her senior year in high school. She figured after that, she could go to a local community college of sorts to get her degree. In what she was unsure.
She felt like shit. Kami, what everyone referred to her by, discovered the man she'd nearly killed the day before was Chibodee Crocket, Neo America's fighter. If she'd picked a fight with him, she'd take a trip the hospital most likely.
When she had been little, he father taught her basic martial arts after her mother's death. They'd live on the streets and who knew what could happen to her. Jiro decided to teach her how to defend herself.
She wasn't sure if she was more ashamed of her anger, or the fact it was now directed at Chibodee. He'd done nothing wrong but she knew if she met him again, she'd probably try to kill him. The stupid thing is it was over an orange.
Kami watched the crowds and the sun setting over the mountains. He father was humming happily as he put a wad of money in the cashier's box. She sighed.
"Hey dad, I think I'll leave a little early today." She told him.
He smiled. "Ok, I'll close up on my own tonight. You've been working hard lately."
Kami smiled and got up and left, swinging her badly beaten tank back pack over her shoulder. Inside, she kept sketchbooks, pencils, notebooks and novels for the slow part of the day. She wasn't any good at drawing put used the sketchbook for personal notes on people and as a sort of diary. She also did private studies in the book.
Her notebook was to write down sales and change. The novels were just incase there was nothing better to do than sink into a good book.
She walked down the streets of the market and bumped into a man wearing a blue training shirt with bandages on his hands. She figured he was a member of the local Shaolin Temple.
"Sorry." She muttered before continue walking.
He nodded to her, noting it was alright as she walked left him. She then turned a corner, leading into an alley she's walked through daily leading to her home.
"Hey babe." She heard a voice say behind her.
She stopped and listened; a few steps were taking before he followers stopped. From the amount of steps taken, she knew there were three of them. She heard two clicks, meaning the leader and a man next to him had knives. The one behind her to the right didn't have a knife, but the jingling sound meant chains. Here we go.
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Zhi watched the girl who'd bumped into him after she apologized. He was about to have turned away to continue his shopping when he watch three men follow her, on with chains.
He walked over to a nearby bread counter and set down two bags he'd been carrying.
"Will you watch these for me?" he asked.
The woman nodded and Zhi made his way to the alley. The girl had turned to face them when he walked up, watching around the corner. She slid off her hideous back pack and tossed it aside and scanned each of the men over.
Zhi made no note of their appearance, knowing they'd be bruised in a few moments if they dared try to touch her. Zhi would make sure of that. She glanced over and caught sight of him, recognizing him from their brief meeting in the crowds. The leader glanced over his shoulder to see what the girl was looking at. That's when she acted.
She grabbed his hand with the knife at the wrist at the base of the hand. She chopped the artery with her free hand by the nerve as she tweaked the wrist back, freeing the knife. She snatched it and closed it before putting it into her back pocket.
The man from the right came at her. She ducked under the leaders right armpit, the same arm she still held and twisted his arm behind his back and used him as a shield. The chain man whipped his friend instead of the girl.
While the girl used the center man as a shield and fended off the new attacker, Zhi watched the third man run up behind her to stab her. He ran up and kicked the knife out of the man's hand and stood ready. The girl looked over at him.
"Thanks." She smirked before returning to her own fight.
She spunk out the man who she had locked and brook his arm with and arm-bar and kicked the back of his head, knocking him out. Now she had chains to deal with.
Zhi watched her with amazement and didn't notice the armed man come at him until the last second. He kicked the man in the stomach than under the arm, sending the knick flying. He caught it and clenched the blade in his teeth.
The man then charged him at the stomach. Zhi touched his shoulders to slow him down before side stepping and putting him in a guillotine lock. He pulled up, chocking the man temporarily and chopped the top of his neck, knocking him out and dropped the limp man. He watched the girl finish her fight by high, roundhouse kicking the side of her opponent's head, dropping him unconscious.
She then turned to him and smirked.
"Hey thanks. I would've been dead if it weren't for you."
"Your welcome." He nodded to her.
"I'm Kami." She said, holding out her hand, serious yet playful.
"Zhi." He shook her hand.
She froze. The newspaper headlines read that a fighter for Neo-Sweden had been chosen from the Shaolin Temple.
"The gundam fighter?" she managed to say.
He nodded.
"That's two gundam fighters in two days. Guess I'm lucky." She smiled, letting his hand go.
"Two?" he asked confused as he watched her pick up her back pack.
"Yeah. Yesterday I came close to trying to kill Chibodee Crocket." She explained, sliding the bag onto her back.
"What happened?" Zhi asked.
"I kinda flipped out because he crushed an orange by accident and didn't pay for it." She admitted, turning a little read in embarrassment.
"Yeah, Chibodee is kinda spacey." Zhi commented.
"You've met him already?" Kami asked.
"He was a friend of my friend Domon." He explained.
"Domon Kasshu?!" Kami nearly squealed. "The undefeated Domon?!"
Zhi laughed a little at her amazement. "That'd be him I met him through my girlfriend."
"You're girlfriend knew him?"
"You've probably heard of her too." Zhi sighed a little. "Allenby Beardsly."
It clicked in Kami's head suddenly.
So that's why he's fighting for Neo Sweden, she thought. That makes sense...
"I'm sorry." Kami bowed her head.
"No one saw it coming. But now that kind of technology used on her will be banded." Zhi shrugged.
Kami nodded.
"Well, thanks again for the help. Guess I'll be routing for you in the tournament." Kami smirked.
Zhi smirked a little and nodded before the two departed.
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Zhi entered the temple. The two monks who'd stood beside Sai Sici through his days watched him as he passed them by. They said nothing, for they new nothing at the moment. If they hadn't been trained in ways of solitary and understanding, they would've questioned location and behavior. Instead, they would result to observation.
The man walked into the inner courtyard. He passed by other members of the temple, who were hard at work training. They paid no mind to him as he walked by. All except for Sai Sici.
"Hey bro." The boy nodded to him.
Zhi returned a nod and continued walking. Sai Sici smirked before going back to his training.
He began to walk up a set of stairs that ended at a door. Behind the door was the dining hall and to the right was the kitchen. Zhi went into the kitchen.
On Tat was the chef for the day, working hard to prepare the night's meal. Zhi walked in and bowed his head in respect. On Tat did the same.
"I brought the produce." Zhi told him, setting down the back. "Along with some breads and rice."
"Thank you." On Tat bowed his head again. "I was running short on food."
Zhi nodded and began to leave.
"Are you alright?" the older man asked.
Zhi quarter turned, and moved his head to the side so On Tat saw his side profile. Zhi looked at the man from the corner of his eye.
On Tat was a medium sized man, around five feet tall, eight inches. He was a little over weight, but he was a skilled fighter. He wore a long white, sleeveless robe with a green band around his waist. He also wore a brown shawl. He had two red dots on his forehead, over the start of each eyebrow. Zhi one dot like Sai Sici had. On Tat also wore long brown gauntlets like Sai Sici wore.
"Why do you ask?" Zhi asked, a bit quietly and neutral.
"You've been acting strange ever since the incident." On Tat remarked, replacing 'death' with 'incident' to soften the bird for Zhi. "Not that I blame you." He added.
"I won't be acting as strange." Zhi told him. "I'm still a martial artist and therefore I must continue through my grief."
Zhi then exited before he could be further questioned. He was aware Sai Sici's former guardians were still watching him. Usually, after running and errand, Zhi would retire to his room where he'd meditate or shed silence tears. It was not like a martial artist to wail out loud so he'd sit in silence as the tears followed from his eyes. He refused to give in to the pain.
Instead of continuing in these nightly procedures, Zhi instead walked into the courtyard and over to Sai Sici.
"Ready?" he asked, standing behind the boy.
Sai Sici turned around in a neutral stance, still holding his staff. He beamed.
"You ready to train again?" Sai Sici asked in almost shear disbelief, grinning like a maniac. Zhi smirked and nodded. "Alright bro."
Sai Sici slid his left leg back, right in front bent , staff ready. Zhi smirked and slid his right left back into a fighting stance.
"Ready?" Zhi smirked.
Sai Sici chuckled a little before saying, "Go."
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The sun rose over the Shaolin Temple. Zhi stood there, looking at the sky. Sai Sici had left hours before. The younger boy had beaten him three out of five times. Due to lack of training and experience, Zhi had lost. He won the first and second round, giving it his all. Sai Sici had thought they were playing around but got serious in the last three matches. Zhi felt like and idiot. He spent the rest of the night training.
He wiped his face on a towel to rid of the sweat before heading to the entrance of the temple. He decided to go visit Domon for a few pointers on his technique.
Zhi descended the stairs to the gate at the front of the temple. He opened, closed and locked the gate behind him. He turned the corner to see a familiar face standing there, though he could place it quite yet.
"So I was right in assuming you were a member of the Shaolin Temple." The girl commented.
This was the girl from yesterday. What was her name again? Oh yeah. Kami. She shrugged her shoulders a little.
"I pass this way to go to tutoring. It on the other side of town." She explained.
"Oh." Was all Zhi said. He hadn't expected to see the girl again.
She'd come a long way from her home in the north market, but she had a ways to go to get to the other side of town. Passing by the temple was the fastest route. He also noted the hideous bag she carried with her.
"You ok?" she asked, looking at him more closely.
He had been to busy observing details of the city lay out and her location to realize he was still standing there, right in her way.
"Oh, sorry." He bowed his head.
"Don't worry about. Maybe I'll see yah around." She smirked before walking past him.
He began to walk away when she turned and called to him. "Hey! If you see you're friend Chibodee, tell him I'm sorry!"
Zhi turned a little and nodded with a smile, catching onto the humor. She then waved before continue on her walk to her tutoring classes.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Rain and Domon owned the hanger where God Gundam was kept. Upstairs, connecting to the top catwalk balcony, to the left was an extension apart they'd build and lived in.
As you entered the apartment, there was a rather larger sitting area complete with two couches and a large chair with a TV against the right wall. To the left was an arched doorway, leading into the kitchen. On the other side was a small dining area.
In the main sitting room, there were doors on either side of the TV. Each led into bedrooms and a bathroom was joined between them. At the very end of the apartment was a glass sliding door leading to a balcony.
Back in the hanger, there were doors on either wall as you entered. Through the left door was a training area set up with holographical simulators.
Through the right door was the battle plan area which lead to a meeting room. Here, the tournament could be monitored and strategies could be discussed.
Domon built this place originally because he had planned on fighting in the 14th Gundam Fight. About three months of training, he realized how foolish it was too fight again so he turning in his resignation.
Rain opened the door to the apartment at nine thirty after hearing knocking. She was surprised to see Zhi in the doorway.
"Good morning Miss Mikamaru." He bowed his head. "Is Domon here?"
Rain nodded and stepped aside for Zhi to enter. Rain closed the door and knocked on the bedroom door closest to the entrance.
"Domon." She called. "Zhi is here."
A few crashes and bangs were heard as Domon awoke. After a few moments, Domon stumbled out.
His hair was a mess and was mostly dressed with the exception of his shoes, cape and coat. He tied on his head band as he walked out.
"Hey Zhi. What brings you here?" The champion asked, taking his coat off the couch.
"I've come to see if you'll help me train." He explained as Domon slid his arms through the sleeves and buttoned up his coat.
"Why do you need my help?" Domon asked when finished. "Shaolin training is difficult and strict enough. I doubt I'd be of any service."
Zhi winced.
"As strict as our training is, I practiced with Sai Sici last night. At my best he still beat me." He explained and Domon nodded.
"Come out back with me. After a few spars I'll see what I can do to help." Domon agreed.
Zhi bowed his head in a thank you.
"But before we go," Domon began. "We should get some food."
The Shaolin Warrior nodded with a smirk.
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Chibodee whistled to himself as he walked up to Domon's hanger. He was still a little shaken from the encounter in the market place, but other than that he was ready to fight.
He hoped to catch Domon to practice fighting with. It would be great training for the tournament. He was about to enter the hanger when he heard some yelling. It seemed to be coming from around back.
Out of curiosity, Chibodee walked around the hanger to the back. Out back was a small courtyard for outdoor training with and ocean view. A few docks were below with ships and boat people called home.
He caught Domon and Zhi in the middle of a fight. Domon obviously had the upper hand, Zhi seeming like he was desperate to win but half not caring about focus or technique.
"Come on Zhi!" Domon called to the youth. "Focus. Reach within you and fight with your whole spirit!"
Chibodee smirked, recognizing the familiar lecture Schwarz gave to Domon years before. Of course since then, Domon has discovered the true heart to battle with and therefore he would now teach Zhi.
Zhi spun to face Domon, who was standing one footed on the railing of the balcony. The boy clenched his teeth, eyes in a some sort of rage and leapt up towards Domon.
The man made and irritated face and leapt up, performing a flip over the youth and kicked him in the side.
Zhi's body hit the wall and flopped down like a rag doll as he landed on his stomach. Domon landed in the center of the courtyard.
"In order to become a great fighter, you must learn to fight purely." Domon explained. "Rid of your distractions and questions running through your mind."
Zhi pushed himself up to his knees and nodded before standing and bowing to Domon. Domon returned the gesture.
Chibodee applauded, allowing his presence to be known. Domon looked over and smiled and smirk drew itself on Zhi face.
"Not bad kid. Keep training with Domon and you just maybe the next champion." Chibodee winked.
"In time." Domon glanced over at his pupil.
Zhi gave Domon a smirk smile in a thanks. Chibodee laughed, interrupting the master-pupil moment.
"I came by to see if yah wouldn't mind sparing with me Domon but it looks like you got your work cut out for yah!" he smirked. "Of course I could always go back down to the market and pick a fight with that vender girl who tried to kill me!"
"Vender girl?" Domon asked confused as Zhi fought off his laughter.
"I didn't tell you about that?" Chibodee laughed. "I was in the market and this girl almost killed me over and orange. Her temper was almost as bad as yours when it came to Kyoji!"
"Yeah." Zhi added before turning to Chibodee. "But you won't be able to find Kami today. She's in tutoring. Besides, she says she's sorry."
Now Chibodee was the confused on. Domon could piece together both knew the girl or at least had met her. However, Chibodee was baffled that Zhi had come into contact with the girl.
"How did you meet her?" Chibodee asked in confusion.
"Actually its and interesting story..."
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OK! That's the end of chapter 2! Hope yah liked it. Next chapter will be out soon! Hopefully... man I hope my bro is as glued to FFX as I think he is 'cause the second he gets sick of that he'll be in here taking over the comp! NOOOOOOOOOO! Oh well. I should lay off the Pepsi for a while... Well, pleas R&R! Thank You!
Disclaimer: I don't own the show. If I did a floating banana would be in each episode. Dude... that'd be kinda cool. Well, I don't own the show, like I said above. Okie! Read on if you dare!
Kamimiya groaned as she sat behind the food cart she and her father owned. They'd had owned a restaurant before but When Kamimiya's mother died, Jiro, her father, sold the restaurant to help raise her. When she was ten he bought the cart and she began to help him aside from her studies.
Now, at night time, local teachers tutored her for free, knowing it was difficult to pay them and her thirst for knowledge. Though she was young, fifteen years, she was soon to graduate from her senior year in high school. She figured after that, she could go to a local community college of sorts to get her degree. In what she was unsure.
She felt like shit. Kami, what everyone referred to her by, discovered the man she'd nearly killed the day before was Chibodee Crocket, Neo America's fighter. If she'd picked a fight with him, she'd take a trip the hospital most likely.
When she had been little, he father taught her basic martial arts after her mother's death. They'd live on the streets and who knew what could happen to her. Jiro decided to teach her how to defend herself.
She wasn't sure if she was more ashamed of her anger, or the fact it was now directed at Chibodee. He'd done nothing wrong but she knew if she met him again, she'd probably try to kill him. The stupid thing is it was over an orange.
Kami watched the crowds and the sun setting over the mountains. He father was humming happily as he put a wad of money in the cashier's box. She sighed.
"Hey dad, I think I'll leave a little early today." She told him.
He smiled. "Ok, I'll close up on my own tonight. You've been working hard lately."
Kami smiled and got up and left, swinging her badly beaten tank back pack over her shoulder. Inside, she kept sketchbooks, pencils, notebooks and novels for the slow part of the day. She wasn't any good at drawing put used the sketchbook for personal notes on people and as a sort of diary. She also did private studies in the book.
Her notebook was to write down sales and change. The novels were just incase there was nothing better to do than sink into a good book.
She walked down the streets of the market and bumped into a man wearing a blue training shirt with bandages on his hands. She figured he was a member of the local Shaolin Temple.
"Sorry." She muttered before continue walking.
He nodded to her, noting it was alright as she walked left him. She then turned a corner, leading into an alley she's walked through daily leading to her home.
"Hey babe." She heard a voice say behind her.
She stopped and listened; a few steps were taking before he followers stopped. From the amount of steps taken, she knew there were three of them. She heard two clicks, meaning the leader and a man next to him had knives. The one behind her to the right didn't have a knife, but the jingling sound meant chains. Here we go.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Zhi watched the girl who'd bumped into him after she apologized. He was about to have turned away to continue his shopping when he watch three men follow her, on with chains.
He walked over to a nearby bread counter and set down two bags he'd been carrying.
"Will you watch these for me?" he asked.
The woman nodded and Zhi made his way to the alley. The girl had turned to face them when he walked up, watching around the corner. She slid off her hideous back pack and tossed it aside and scanned each of the men over.
Zhi made no note of their appearance, knowing they'd be bruised in a few moments if they dared try to touch her. Zhi would make sure of that. She glanced over and caught sight of him, recognizing him from their brief meeting in the crowds. The leader glanced over his shoulder to see what the girl was looking at. That's when she acted.
She grabbed his hand with the knife at the wrist at the base of the hand. She chopped the artery with her free hand by the nerve as she tweaked the wrist back, freeing the knife. She snatched it and closed it before putting it into her back pocket.
The man from the right came at her. She ducked under the leaders right armpit, the same arm she still held and twisted his arm behind his back and used him as a shield. The chain man whipped his friend instead of the girl.
While the girl used the center man as a shield and fended off the new attacker, Zhi watched the third man run up behind her to stab her. He ran up and kicked the knife out of the man's hand and stood ready. The girl looked over at him.
"Thanks." She smirked before returning to her own fight.
She spunk out the man who she had locked and brook his arm with and arm-bar and kicked the back of his head, knocking him out. Now she had chains to deal with.
Zhi watched her with amazement and didn't notice the armed man come at him until the last second. He kicked the man in the stomach than under the arm, sending the knick flying. He caught it and clenched the blade in his teeth.
The man then charged him at the stomach. Zhi touched his shoulders to slow him down before side stepping and putting him in a guillotine lock. He pulled up, chocking the man temporarily and chopped the top of his neck, knocking him out and dropped the limp man. He watched the girl finish her fight by high, roundhouse kicking the side of her opponent's head, dropping him unconscious.
She then turned to him and smirked.
"Hey thanks. I would've been dead if it weren't for you."
"Your welcome." He nodded to her.
"I'm Kami." She said, holding out her hand, serious yet playful.
"Zhi." He shook her hand.
She froze. The newspaper headlines read that a fighter for Neo-Sweden had been chosen from the Shaolin Temple.
"The gundam fighter?" she managed to say.
He nodded.
"That's two gundam fighters in two days. Guess I'm lucky." She smiled, letting his hand go.
"Two?" he asked confused as he watched her pick up her back pack.
"Yeah. Yesterday I came close to trying to kill Chibodee Crocket." She explained, sliding the bag onto her back.
"What happened?" Zhi asked.
"I kinda flipped out because he crushed an orange by accident and didn't pay for it." She admitted, turning a little read in embarrassment.
"Yeah, Chibodee is kinda spacey." Zhi commented.
"You've met him already?" Kami asked.
"He was a friend of my friend Domon." He explained.
"Domon Kasshu?!" Kami nearly squealed. "The undefeated Domon?!"
Zhi laughed a little at her amazement. "That'd be him I met him through my girlfriend."
"You're girlfriend knew him?"
"You've probably heard of her too." Zhi sighed a little. "Allenby Beardsly."
It clicked in Kami's head suddenly.
So that's why he's fighting for Neo Sweden, she thought. That makes sense...
"I'm sorry." Kami bowed her head.
"No one saw it coming. But now that kind of technology used on her will be banded." Zhi shrugged.
Kami nodded.
"Well, thanks again for the help. Guess I'll be routing for you in the tournament." Kami smirked.
Zhi smirked a little and nodded before the two departed.
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Zhi entered the temple. The two monks who'd stood beside Sai Sici through his days watched him as he passed them by. They said nothing, for they new nothing at the moment. If they hadn't been trained in ways of solitary and understanding, they would've questioned location and behavior. Instead, they would result to observation.
The man walked into the inner courtyard. He passed by other members of the temple, who were hard at work training. They paid no mind to him as he walked by. All except for Sai Sici.
"Hey bro." The boy nodded to him.
Zhi returned a nod and continued walking. Sai Sici smirked before going back to his training.
He began to walk up a set of stairs that ended at a door. Behind the door was the dining hall and to the right was the kitchen. Zhi went into the kitchen.
On Tat was the chef for the day, working hard to prepare the night's meal. Zhi walked in and bowed his head in respect. On Tat did the same.
"I brought the produce." Zhi told him, setting down the back. "Along with some breads and rice."
"Thank you." On Tat bowed his head again. "I was running short on food."
Zhi nodded and began to leave.
"Are you alright?" the older man asked.
Zhi quarter turned, and moved his head to the side so On Tat saw his side profile. Zhi looked at the man from the corner of his eye.
On Tat was a medium sized man, around five feet tall, eight inches. He was a little over weight, but he was a skilled fighter. He wore a long white, sleeveless robe with a green band around his waist. He also wore a brown shawl. He had two red dots on his forehead, over the start of each eyebrow. Zhi one dot like Sai Sici had. On Tat also wore long brown gauntlets like Sai Sici wore.
"Why do you ask?" Zhi asked, a bit quietly and neutral.
"You've been acting strange ever since the incident." On Tat remarked, replacing 'death' with 'incident' to soften the bird for Zhi. "Not that I blame you." He added.
"I won't be acting as strange." Zhi told him. "I'm still a martial artist and therefore I must continue through my grief."
Zhi then exited before he could be further questioned. He was aware Sai Sici's former guardians were still watching him. Usually, after running and errand, Zhi would retire to his room where he'd meditate or shed silence tears. It was not like a martial artist to wail out loud so he'd sit in silence as the tears followed from his eyes. He refused to give in to the pain.
Instead of continuing in these nightly procedures, Zhi instead walked into the courtyard and over to Sai Sici.
"Ready?" he asked, standing behind the boy.
Sai Sici turned around in a neutral stance, still holding his staff. He beamed.
"You ready to train again?" Sai Sici asked in almost shear disbelief, grinning like a maniac. Zhi smirked and nodded. "Alright bro."
Sai Sici slid his left leg back, right in front bent , staff ready. Zhi smirked and slid his right left back into a fighting stance.
"Ready?" Zhi smirked.
Sai Sici chuckled a little before saying, "Go."
~*~*~*~*~*~
The sun rose over the Shaolin Temple. Zhi stood there, looking at the sky. Sai Sici had left hours before. The younger boy had beaten him three out of five times. Due to lack of training and experience, Zhi had lost. He won the first and second round, giving it his all. Sai Sici had thought they were playing around but got serious in the last three matches. Zhi felt like and idiot. He spent the rest of the night training.
He wiped his face on a towel to rid of the sweat before heading to the entrance of the temple. He decided to go visit Domon for a few pointers on his technique.
Zhi descended the stairs to the gate at the front of the temple. He opened, closed and locked the gate behind him. He turned the corner to see a familiar face standing there, though he could place it quite yet.
"So I was right in assuming you were a member of the Shaolin Temple." The girl commented.
This was the girl from yesterday. What was her name again? Oh yeah. Kami. She shrugged her shoulders a little.
"I pass this way to go to tutoring. It on the other side of town." She explained.
"Oh." Was all Zhi said. He hadn't expected to see the girl again.
She'd come a long way from her home in the north market, but she had a ways to go to get to the other side of town. Passing by the temple was the fastest route. He also noted the hideous bag she carried with her.
"You ok?" she asked, looking at him more closely.
He had been to busy observing details of the city lay out and her location to realize he was still standing there, right in her way.
"Oh, sorry." He bowed his head.
"Don't worry about. Maybe I'll see yah around." She smirked before walking past him.
He began to walk away when she turned and called to him. "Hey! If you see you're friend Chibodee, tell him I'm sorry!"
Zhi turned a little and nodded with a smile, catching onto the humor. She then waved before continue on her walk to her tutoring classes.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Rain and Domon owned the hanger where God Gundam was kept. Upstairs, connecting to the top catwalk balcony, to the left was an extension apart they'd build and lived in.
As you entered the apartment, there was a rather larger sitting area complete with two couches and a large chair with a TV against the right wall. To the left was an arched doorway, leading into the kitchen. On the other side was a small dining area.
In the main sitting room, there were doors on either side of the TV. Each led into bedrooms and a bathroom was joined between them. At the very end of the apartment was a glass sliding door leading to a balcony.
Back in the hanger, there were doors on either wall as you entered. Through the left door was a training area set up with holographical simulators.
Through the right door was the battle plan area which lead to a meeting room. Here, the tournament could be monitored and strategies could be discussed.
Domon built this place originally because he had planned on fighting in the 14th Gundam Fight. About three months of training, he realized how foolish it was too fight again so he turning in his resignation.
Rain opened the door to the apartment at nine thirty after hearing knocking. She was surprised to see Zhi in the doorway.
"Good morning Miss Mikamaru." He bowed his head. "Is Domon here?"
Rain nodded and stepped aside for Zhi to enter. Rain closed the door and knocked on the bedroom door closest to the entrance.
"Domon." She called. "Zhi is here."
A few crashes and bangs were heard as Domon awoke. After a few moments, Domon stumbled out.
His hair was a mess and was mostly dressed with the exception of his shoes, cape and coat. He tied on his head band as he walked out.
"Hey Zhi. What brings you here?" The champion asked, taking his coat off the couch.
"I've come to see if you'll help me train." He explained as Domon slid his arms through the sleeves and buttoned up his coat.
"Why do you need my help?" Domon asked when finished. "Shaolin training is difficult and strict enough. I doubt I'd be of any service."
Zhi winced.
"As strict as our training is, I practiced with Sai Sici last night. At my best he still beat me." He explained and Domon nodded.
"Come out back with me. After a few spars I'll see what I can do to help." Domon agreed.
Zhi bowed his head in a thank you.
"But before we go," Domon began. "We should get some food."
The Shaolin Warrior nodded with a smirk.
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Chibodee whistled to himself as he walked up to Domon's hanger. He was still a little shaken from the encounter in the market place, but other than that he was ready to fight.
He hoped to catch Domon to practice fighting with. It would be great training for the tournament. He was about to enter the hanger when he heard some yelling. It seemed to be coming from around back.
Out of curiosity, Chibodee walked around the hanger to the back. Out back was a small courtyard for outdoor training with and ocean view. A few docks were below with ships and boat people called home.
He caught Domon and Zhi in the middle of a fight. Domon obviously had the upper hand, Zhi seeming like he was desperate to win but half not caring about focus or technique.
"Come on Zhi!" Domon called to the youth. "Focus. Reach within you and fight with your whole spirit!"
Chibodee smirked, recognizing the familiar lecture Schwarz gave to Domon years before. Of course since then, Domon has discovered the true heart to battle with and therefore he would now teach Zhi.
Zhi spun to face Domon, who was standing one footed on the railing of the balcony. The boy clenched his teeth, eyes in a some sort of rage and leapt up towards Domon.
The man made and irritated face and leapt up, performing a flip over the youth and kicked him in the side.
Zhi's body hit the wall and flopped down like a rag doll as he landed on his stomach. Domon landed in the center of the courtyard.
"In order to become a great fighter, you must learn to fight purely." Domon explained. "Rid of your distractions and questions running through your mind."
Zhi pushed himself up to his knees and nodded before standing and bowing to Domon. Domon returned the gesture.
Chibodee applauded, allowing his presence to be known. Domon looked over and smiled and smirk drew itself on Zhi face.
"Not bad kid. Keep training with Domon and you just maybe the next champion." Chibodee winked.
"In time." Domon glanced over at his pupil.
Zhi gave Domon a smirk smile in a thanks. Chibodee laughed, interrupting the master-pupil moment.
"I came by to see if yah wouldn't mind sparing with me Domon but it looks like you got your work cut out for yah!" he smirked. "Of course I could always go back down to the market and pick a fight with that vender girl who tried to kill me!"
"Vender girl?" Domon asked confused as Zhi fought off his laughter.
"I didn't tell you about that?" Chibodee laughed. "I was in the market and this girl almost killed me over and orange. Her temper was almost as bad as yours when it came to Kyoji!"
"Yeah." Zhi added before turning to Chibodee. "But you won't be able to find Kami today. She's in tutoring. Besides, she says she's sorry."
Now Chibodee was the confused on. Domon could piece together both knew the girl or at least had met her. However, Chibodee was baffled that Zhi had come into contact with the girl.
"How did you meet her?" Chibodee asked in confusion.
"Actually its and interesting story..."
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OK! That's the end of chapter 2! Hope yah liked it. Next chapter will be out soon! Hopefully... man I hope my bro is as glued to FFX as I think he is 'cause the second he gets sick of that he'll be in here taking over the comp! NOOOOOOOOOO! Oh well. I should lay off the Pepsi for a while... Well, pleas R&R! Thank You!