By Tagalog
Dismer says I don't own anything associated with YYH. He and I also apologize ahead of time about the sudden plot line of this story. Gomen.
Chapter 5: Training Day
"Damn it!" Naomie charged out of the bathroom, half dressed and preoccupied with her hair. " I'm going to be late!" She quickly secured her puttee and dashed out of her room.
" Good morning Naomie." Lord Koenma waved as Naomie sprinted past, juggling an apple.
" G'day." She accosted as she made her way to the basement of the fortress. " Sorry, I'm late Genki."
" I realize!" She backhanded Naomie to the floor and pressed her foot into her back. " You mustn't understand when I say be prompt for training." She stomped with an ornery force causing her trainee to scream in agony.
" You should save your screams for when the real training begins." Hiei facetiously laughed as Naomie was being chastised.
" Brown noser." She whispered as Genki lessened only to kick her back up.
" He's correct. You haven't done anything and you're already griping." She gestured to the punching bag, loosely hanging behind her. " You will begin with an hour with that punching bag."
" Is that all?" She stepped, foolhardily, up to the bag and cracked her knuckles. Genki and Hiei only smirked as she prepared a punch.
WAM!
" Son of a bitch!" She recoiled in pain as many bruises and cuts formed on her unclenched fist.
" The sack is filled with rocks: jagged, rough and potentially hazardous stones." Genki explained with amusement. " You will continuously work out until an hour has elapsed. Then, I will refer you to another activity." The master lit a cigarette and watched intently as Naomie reluctantly gave her onslaughts to the sack. Hiei slew insults until he couldn't produce anymore, but he replaced verbal criticism with his surly chuckle.
" Does that hurt? You appear to be in pain. Why aren't you complaining and yelping like you were before? Are you trying to behave tough?" Naomie swallowed it all: Hiei's mocking, Genki's brutality and her own suffering. Her hands were badly scarred and stained with blood. The crimson color lined her face as she attempted to dry the tears from her eyes.
" Enough. Take five and wrap your hands and be sure to clog the blood flow. I'm going to retrieve your sparring partner." Master Genki departed, leaving Hiei and Naomie alone in the basement.
" How's that for a warm up? Are you ready to concede and return to your life as a teeny bopper?!" His comments seemed to slap her upside the face and she had to clench her teeth to prevent retaliation.
" Look, Hiei, I didn't choose to come here. You hunted me down, captured me and now are forcing me to practically kill myself for redundant training lessons. I think I have the right to get up and walk out when I feel like it." She secured the bandage and stretched her fingers.
" Hhn, you are smarter than you appear. You realize you can't survive, nor find a decent way to the Human World if you tried."
" Thanks Hiei."
" Don't thank me. You're only smart in common sense; those training lessons are ten folds more than you've ever learned among humans." He sneered.
" You sound arrogant."
" No, confident."
" Care to recommence our battle? There was no clear victor." She completed flexing her hands and rose to face her opponent.
" Sit down. You aren't strong enough right now or ever for that matter. I was the champion of our fight; you had surrendered."
" I did no such thing!" She hollered.
" I think running away from your opponent is the same action as surrendering." Hiei folded his arms and crossly glared at her. " You wouldn't have beaten me anyway." She stared at him and prepared to leap, but was cut off by Genki shoving a stumbling Yusuke through the doors.
" Why can't you bake cookies like a normal grandma?" He rubbed his eyelids and yawned.
" Lazy dog. Wake up!" She struck her former student upside the head. He yelped a bit, but was awakened to a fractious group.
" Geez! What am I doing here?!" Yusuke looked up at the teeming rage in the room. " That's right, I have an apprentice to train."
" Do you have a predilection?" Yusuke attempted to comprehend Genki's question.
" Huh?"
" Preference, dimwit!"
" Oh, no. I'll teach her to fight and you can instruct her with mastering her spirit energy." He sauntered over to Naomie and examined her biceps and questioned her ability and strength.
" Why don't you just commence fighting, Yusuke? You could have her learn from her mistakes. This may help her think on her feet while getting pummeled."
" HEY! Who's the detective here?! Why don't you come here and instruct her three eyes?!" She turned towards Yusuke and adjusted her bandages.
" I must warn you; I'm much more skilled in swordplay than in hand to hand combat. I may not be much of a challenge."
" I guess that sucks. We all thought you were better than a simple school girl." Hiei's altercation ended with two daggers near each side of his face.
" Care to see how well I can master those daggers?" She hinted and smirked back at Hiei.
" Alright! Enough of your childish threats, all of you! Hiei, shut up or you can have your turn at the punching bag." He glared at her before reclining in the corner.
" Cantankerous shrew."
" As for you two, quit lolly-gagging and commence the training!" She flailed her arms at Yusuke and Naomie, who instantly took heed and began.
Yusuke started off with jabs and hooks, trying to force her to pay attention to his arms. He spotted an opening and ceased his foray to attack. She sprawled backwards, but was back on her feet in the blink of an eye.
" Well that's good. You know how to recuperate quickly enough, but you've got to try and predict your opponent's maneuvers. Next time, try to-"
" I know what I'm doing!" She clenched her fist and took stance. " I'm no amateur. Resume your attack."
Yusuke, still steamed about the interruption, shrugged it off and continued to fight. Despite his advice, Naomie continued being thrown aside. The Spirit Detective felt culpable fighting her and stopped his assault.
" I can't do this. You do not perceive the concept. Don't worry on what or how you're going to attack, if you're in the position of defending. You should-"
" I said I know what I'm doing. Bring it." Yusuke sighed and initiated the sparring, but at a leisurely regularity.
(He's holding back. What an ignorant boy.) She simpered as Yusuke landed another strike. She winced slightly as she fell onto her back. With a flip she was back on her feet, but her instructor was standing motionless.
" I refuse to fight you if you're going to be this stubborn!" He sat down and closed his eyes. " I need more sleep any way."
(Now how does it feel, Yusuke?) Genki looked in amazement at Yusuke's decline.
" Okay, Detective, I'll cease my foolishness, but you must continue fighting."
" Agreed, but you'll remember-"
" And no more tips, advice or suggestions." She stood her hands akimbo and face stern.
" Fine." He agreed with tolerability so the fight could carry on and he could finish and get a few more hours of sleep. " yawn---------------* Begin."
She broke loose and gave her all. She had been restraining her abilities as well, but she had agreed.
" How's that!" She yelled in Yusuke's ear as she appeared behind him and struck him over the head. He fell to his knees and was half dazed as she attacked again. Her foot drove into his stomach and Yusuke spit up a puddle of saliva. He gagged before he recuperated to see his trainee bent down in front of him.
" As much I like fighting and rough housing, this method of training is too boring and predictable."
" HEY, WHO'S THE TRAINER HERE!" Yusuke grabbed her by the ear and pulled her lower. " I'll get to decide the training and what do you mean 'predictable'? A minute ago you were being clobbered!" She shoved him away and turned to Genki.
" What do you say I train these guys?" She smiled softly in hopes of approval.
" Don't be stupid, foolish child! These boys are far more skilled in martial arts than you could fathom."
" But that's because you're comparing them in training. Once you're faced with an inescapable challenge will your true talents emerge."
" Than maybe you should have Grandma teach you. Trust me, she IS an inescapable challenge."
" Hush, Yusuke. I'm curious what you mean by that Naomie. How have you been trained?"
" It's not how I've been trained, it's how I've managed to live." Wiping the dried sweat from her brow, she sauntered over to Genki.
" I hope you're not giving us a lame excuse because you can't muscle the mediocre training we've provided." Hiei stood and followed Yusuke out the doors. He stood still as a soft breeze blew by his ear, whispering sweetly.
" I'll show you boys a good time tonight." He growled as Naomie's voice echoed behind him. Hiei turned around to face an empty basement with the daggers gone.
" Sounds like a unusual way to build one's strength. Naomie, are you sure we won't injury any humans in the process?" Kurama pleaded.
" Relax, worry wart, riots occur maybe twice a night at this club." She pushed the nozzle for a tint of colored spray to the Youko's hair. " That's more like it!"
" Naomie, don't you think this is a little unnecessary. I mean, we're going fighting not… clubbing." Yusuke tugged at his pants as they began to slump.
" It's important to blend in so no one will recognize us or distinguish us from the crowd." She paused and put Kurama's hair in a ponytail.
" I hope you don't plan on styling my hair." Hiei pulled his hooded sweatshirt over his head. " Stupid human."
" Chill out. I wouldn't be able to do anything to that rats nest on top of your head."
" You want to fight now!"
" Whoa! Hiei she's right. Chill." He tethered his friend's arms and chuckled. " Save it for the dance floor." Naomie smiled slightly and added a few touch ups to her own attire.
Yusuke sat uncomfortably and tried to shift his sagging pants somewhat discreetly. The others had no room to laugh at their fidgeting comrade, for they too were dressed from head to toe in irregular clothing. Kurama sat in the middle and continually had to push himself back onto the bus seat. The flashy leather pants caused him to slide frequently off the padding. Hiei was quietly scrunched on the end trying to ignore Naomie's friendly conversation by pulling his hood back over his ears. Kuwabara was the only one who even seemed to be enjoying the fashion selections Naomie had made.
" How much longer till we get there? I'm getting bored and my pants are falling down!" Yusuke jerked up his denims as they drooped again. " Damn it! Do you have a belt?"
" Here Yusuke, you may borrow mine." Kurama undid his belt and handed it to his teammate. The sudden movement caused him to slide off the seat and he landed square on his butt.
" Kurama, are you okay?" Naomie tried her hardest to restrain her laughter, but her face began to flush.
" Fine. I'll survive; I'm just a tad sore." He rubbed his backside and winced, which created Naomie to release her uproar of laughter.
" Shut up!" Hiei tackled her and attempted to gag her as Kurama tried to break up the brawl.
" Guys! Save it for later!" Yusuke tried to pull them apart, but tripped over his pants and face planted. Kuwabara still sat tossing and turning with laughter.
" Stupid pants." The Spirit Detective bunched up the jeans to his waist as the gang followed him down the sidewalk. Hiei and Naomie were on either side of Kurama giving death glares and arguing back and forth.
" If you wouldn't have opened your big trap, Hiei, we wouldn't be walking the rest of the way."
" Quit whining! Can't stand a little exercise? Walking is just as difficult for you as completing our training, isn't it?" Naomie attempted to leap across Kurama, but the fox pulled the two further apart.
" Come now. We're on the same team. Keep this dispute out of your thoughts until we've finished this mission."
" It's not a mission Kurama. It's this fool's idea of training." Hiei's insults continued to enrage her.
" Same thing. We're still working as a team. I don't want to hear another word out of either of you until we arrive at our destination."
" Yes, mother." Naomie whispered and then flipped off Hiei.
" Or obscene sign language." Kurama folded her finger back down and released a heavy sigh.
" How are the little ones back there, Kurama?" The red head chuckled in reply as the 'little ones' leered at their leader.
" Like babysitting." Kuwabara attempted a poke fun at Hiei but only received a lump on the head by the fire demon.
" They're still acting up I'd say." Kurama smiled and pulled Hiei back alongside him.
" That's okay. We'll behave now that we're here." Naomie pushed them aside and took the front.
" Reservations?" The bouncer looked down at the sight below him and snickered. " This isn't a field trip kiddies. The zoo's the other direction." He chortled in amusement, but ceased as another guard came next to him.
" Are you a complete jackass, man? That's Naomie."
" Naomie?"
" The one who makes karaoke night a hit!" The first bouncer swore under his breath and realized his stupidity.
" You certainly are famous around here, aren't you?" Yusuke leaned forward and whispered in her ear. She smiled arrogantly before brushing past the security and paying the cover charge.
The boys followed Naomie as she surveyed the facility. Familiar colored lights flickered on and off while the modern music blared out the doors.
" Hey, haven't I been here before?" Kuwabara glanced around and then turned towards the group for a reply.
" Yes, I believe it's where we followed Naomie to." Kurama grinned again at the boisterous people.
" Yes, how can we forget?" Hiei dodged around and was reminded of the earlier tightness.
" Oh, shit!" Yusuke jumped and ran around behind Kuwabara.
" What's your problem? See an ex-?" Her humor proved ineffective, as the teenager seemed to quiver in his shoes.
" Worse, that bartender's back."
" Oh, Troy. Yeah, he's here almost every night. What's wrong with that?" She tilted her head and looked questionably at Yusuke.
" I ticked that guy off and punched him. I thought I was never going to see him again." The detective slumped to the floor only to be stepped on by dancers.
" I don't know why you're complaining Yusuke. It was his fault that he got punched; he wouldn't cooperate with us." Hiei explained to Yusuke.
" Come on boys! Let's get into the heart of this par—ty!" She completely ignored her teammates and galloped into the crowed. They were left trying to maneuver through the hordes of people.
" Some hostess: leaves us to meander through this congestion and expects us to follow her every move!" Hiei leaped into the air and climbed on a few humans' backs before arrive at center stage where Naomie was waiting. She waved rowdily at the sight of him and ran to his side.
" How bout we settle scores by having a little dancing and singing competition?" She smiled happily and greeted the other three as they approached her. " It's fun and no one will get hurt."
" That's not my idea of settling a score. But you can proceed; I want to see what you call 'training' in this human disgrace." She huffed and stomped over to the mic. With it in hand she turned and stuck out a pink tongue at Hiei.
" Hey everyone! Naomie's back for the night and is ready to entertain you. Also, please save any fighting or brawling till after the singing and dancing is done." She gazed at the roaring audience. Her eyes lit up and a smirk spread across her face. " Ready to bust a move?!"
*Hey, sorry for the delay with the chapter. The sixth shouldn't take nearly as long. I'm going have fun choosing the music for Naomie to dance/sing to.-hopefully I won't get too carried away.- Tagalog