Hello people!! I'm really sorry that the next chapter took so long. I was
soooo busy with my school. Anyway, this story is a bit short since I didn't
want to end the story instantly. I promise to do my best next time. Please
excuse some of the typographical errors.
Enjoy!!
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Hisoka clutched his bow as he slowly walked across the field where a bunch of kids were already there shooting targets. There was lots of talking and laughing as old members of the kendo club joked around. As he wove through the crowd, he began to have second thoughts about trying out because of the stares given to him as he passed them. He hurried a little towards a bench feeling very conscious. "I should not have listened to that Tsuzuki," he thought gritting his teeth. But he doesn't have any choice right now, either go for it or let the opportunity pass by. As he waited for the coach, he watched some players that were practicing, observing them. He watched them do the usual mistakes his father had already pointed out. His father always wanted perfection and he didn't leave kendo out. He has been whipped a lot of times until he perfected his stance and the techniques. Just then, he saw a man walking towards them blowing his whistle. At once, the students assembled in line, Hisoka feeling a little bit lost. As the sensei approached them, everyone bowed then they put down their bows down in front of them. The coach bowed slightly at them, "Good afternoon to all. For all those who are trying out today, I'm Sensei Shizuki and I welcome you all." He greeted smiling at them. Hisoka felt a little bit calm because of the sensei's warm greeting. "I would ask all of those who would try out to first warm-up with the other kendo players. Then please put your name here," he said holding up a clipboard. "And when I call your name, please approach me and I'll give you the rest of the instructions." He then blew his whistle again and a guy almost three times bigger than Hisoka stepped forward. He led the exercise of stretching their arms and practicing their stances. After that, sensei Shizuki started called out the guy, Yoichi, who led them, asking a demonstration. He strutted towards the target as a few of the players cheered at him. Putting himself at a stance, he drew the bowstring back his arm muscles showing. There was a moment of silence as he released the string. The arrow whooshed towards the target and hit the center. There was loud clapping as he looked back at the crowd, smirking. Their coach just nodded his thanks at him then started calling the names from the clipboard. One by one, the students stepped forward and attempted to hit the center. A few only came close to the center and Yoichi jeered at them laughing nastily. Then finally, "Kurosaki, Hisoka!" Hisoka walked slowly towards sensei, the crowd parting. He heard a few snickers from Yoichi. "Look at him! He won't be able to even pull back the bowstring." He said in a stage whisper. Hisoka clenched his bow, trying to ignore them. When he reached sensei, he was told that if he hit the center, he would automatically pass. Hisoka nodded at him and stepped in front of the target. Standing on a perfect stance, he drew an arrow and fitted it in his bow. Slowly drawing back the string, he focused on the red center but he could still hear the jeers. He closed his eyes for a while feeling the gentle breeze, feeling instantly calm. He opened his eyes and he was transported into a place where he felt tranquility. He was able to focus more clearly and with the gentle release of the string, the arrow came flying towards Yoichi's arrow splitting it into two. Everyone gasped as they stared at Hisoka's arrow. There was silence for a few minutes before everyone clapped loudly. There were a few murmurs of admiration he went back to the coach who was smiling. "Very good Kurosaki! Welcome to our team!" he said shaking his hand. "Where did you learn that? You even beat my best student." Hisoka blushed as he mentioned his father. He then walked back feeling Yoichi shooting daggers at him. "You'll pay for this." He heard him say angrily.
The next day, a lot of people approached him congratulating him about the try-outs. The news spread quickly about beating the best player in the kendo team. Sensei Shizuki also approached him that day congratulating him too and reminding that there will be a practice after classes. Hisoka blushed at the attention as he walked towards his next class. As he approached the room, he saw Tsuzuki waiting for him at the entrance. "Hisoka-chan! I heard that you made it into the kendo club!" he said mussing his hair. "Congratulations!" Hisoka tried to step away from the annoying big kid as he gave him a big bear hug but he wasn't able to. "Get off!" he shouted as he was smothered. He blushed a little as people the people passing by look at them curiously. At last, he was able to push Tsuzuki back who was laughing at him. "What?" he asked annoyed. He tried fixing his hair by combing it with his fingers as he tried calming down. Tsuzuki just stared at him amused, his eyes still dancing with laughter. "You know, you're cute when you're mad." Tsuzuki complemented which made Hisoka's face turn beet red. Luckily, the bell rang and Hisoka was able to escape another teasing from Tsuzuki. He hurried towards his chair, sat down and looked down to hide his face as the sensei started the attendance. All throughout the day, Hisoka thought of Tsuzuki's compliment and how he was so happy about him. He never received such compliment before because his father was never contented about his performance. When perfects an aim, his father just demand more perfection. Hisoka sighed wishing that his father could be more like Tsuzuki.
Tsuzuki walked towards home whistling his bag slung over his shoulders when he passed a large house with a wonderful garden outside. There were few fountains and colorful flowers were in bloom. Then at the far left side, he saw Hisoka practicing archery. Tsuzuki was about to wave but he saw that Hisoka's father was standing beside him, his eyes critically examining his stance. Nadare Hisoka signaled him, and Hisoka released the bowstring. The arrow hit the exact target but his father slapped him. Tsuzuki heard him shouting shout at Hisoka. He caught a few words like ".maintain stance..we've been practicing this for years." Tsuzuki shook his head, pitying him. Even though Tsuzuki's parents had died years ago, he was still lucky because his sister loves him. Tsuzuki walked away as Hisoka tried again, his face stoic. ************************************************************************
What do you think? Please give suggestions on what will happen next. Thank you!!!
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Hisoka clutched his bow as he slowly walked across the field where a bunch of kids were already there shooting targets. There was lots of talking and laughing as old members of the kendo club joked around. As he wove through the crowd, he began to have second thoughts about trying out because of the stares given to him as he passed them. He hurried a little towards a bench feeling very conscious. "I should not have listened to that Tsuzuki," he thought gritting his teeth. But he doesn't have any choice right now, either go for it or let the opportunity pass by. As he waited for the coach, he watched some players that were practicing, observing them. He watched them do the usual mistakes his father had already pointed out. His father always wanted perfection and he didn't leave kendo out. He has been whipped a lot of times until he perfected his stance and the techniques. Just then, he saw a man walking towards them blowing his whistle. At once, the students assembled in line, Hisoka feeling a little bit lost. As the sensei approached them, everyone bowed then they put down their bows down in front of them. The coach bowed slightly at them, "Good afternoon to all. For all those who are trying out today, I'm Sensei Shizuki and I welcome you all." He greeted smiling at them. Hisoka felt a little bit calm because of the sensei's warm greeting. "I would ask all of those who would try out to first warm-up with the other kendo players. Then please put your name here," he said holding up a clipboard. "And when I call your name, please approach me and I'll give you the rest of the instructions." He then blew his whistle again and a guy almost three times bigger than Hisoka stepped forward. He led the exercise of stretching their arms and practicing their stances. After that, sensei Shizuki started called out the guy, Yoichi, who led them, asking a demonstration. He strutted towards the target as a few of the players cheered at him. Putting himself at a stance, he drew the bowstring back his arm muscles showing. There was a moment of silence as he released the string. The arrow whooshed towards the target and hit the center. There was loud clapping as he looked back at the crowd, smirking. Their coach just nodded his thanks at him then started calling the names from the clipboard. One by one, the students stepped forward and attempted to hit the center. A few only came close to the center and Yoichi jeered at them laughing nastily. Then finally, "Kurosaki, Hisoka!" Hisoka walked slowly towards sensei, the crowd parting. He heard a few snickers from Yoichi. "Look at him! He won't be able to even pull back the bowstring." He said in a stage whisper. Hisoka clenched his bow, trying to ignore them. When he reached sensei, he was told that if he hit the center, he would automatically pass. Hisoka nodded at him and stepped in front of the target. Standing on a perfect stance, he drew an arrow and fitted it in his bow. Slowly drawing back the string, he focused on the red center but he could still hear the jeers. He closed his eyes for a while feeling the gentle breeze, feeling instantly calm. He opened his eyes and he was transported into a place where he felt tranquility. He was able to focus more clearly and with the gentle release of the string, the arrow came flying towards Yoichi's arrow splitting it into two. Everyone gasped as they stared at Hisoka's arrow. There was silence for a few minutes before everyone clapped loudly. There were a few murmurs of admiration he went back to the coach who was smiling. "Very good Kurosaki! Welcome to our team!" he said shaking his hand. "Where did you learn that? You even beat my best student." Hisoka blushed as he mentioned his father. He then walked back feeling Yoichi shooting daggers at him. "You'll pay for this." He heard him say angrily.
The next day, a lot of people approached him congratulating him about the try-outs. The news spread quickly about beating the best player in the kendo team. Sensei Shizuki also approached him that day congratulating him too and reminding that there will be a practice after classes. Hisoka blushed at the attention as he walked towards his next class. As he approached the room, he saw Tsuzuki waiting for him at the entrance. "Hisoka-chan! I heard that you made it into the kendo club!" he said mussing his hair. "Congratulations!" Hisoka tried to step away from the annoying big kid as he gave him a big bear hug but he wasn't able to. "Get off!" he shouted as he was smothered. He blushed a little as people the people passing by look at them curiously. At last, he was able to push Tsuzuki back who was laughing at him. "What?" he asked annoyed. He tried fixing his hair by combing it with his fingers as he tried calming down. Tsuzuki just stared at him amused, his eyes still dancing with laughter. "You know, you're cute when you're mad." Tsuzuki complemented which made Hisoka's face turn beet red. Luckily, the bell rang and Hisoka was able to escape another teasing from Tsuzuki. He hurried towards his chair, sat down and looked down to hide his face as the sensei started the attendance. All throughout the day, Hisoka thought of Tsuzuki's compliment and how he was so happy about him. He never received such compliment before because his father was never contented about his performance. When perfects an aim, his father just demand more perfection. Hisoka sighed wishing that his father could be more like Tsuzuki.
Tsuzuki walked towards home whistling his bag slung over his shoulders when he passed a large house with a wonderful garden outside. There were few fountains and colorful flowers were in bloom. Then at the far left side, he saw Hisoka practicing archery. Tsuzuki was about to wave but he saw that Hisoka's father was standing beside him, his eyes critically examining his stance. Nadare Hisoka signaled him, and Hisoka released the bowstring. The arrow hit the exact target but his father slapped him. Tsuzuki heard him shouting shout at Hisoka. He caught a few words like ".maintain stance..we've been practicing this for years." Tsuzuki shook his head, pitying him. Even though Tsuzuki's parents had died years ago, he was still lucky because his sister loves him. Tsuzuki walked away as Hisoka tried again, his face stoic. ************************************************************************
What do you think? Please give suggestions on what will happen next. Thank you!!!