Chapter Six- Coming Home
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"You're joking," Houjun told his friend.
"I am not, Houjun-kun! I mean it! Ryu's house is haunted!" Hikou announced. He raised a finger and wagged it to emphasize his point. "Honestly! Ryu says he saw the ghost himself! An' Ryu's never lied t' me!"
"He has to me," Houjun said. He looked at his friend dubiously. "Hikou, Mama says there's no such thing as ghosts."
"Oh yeah? I'll bet ya won't come with me tonight t' see it!"
Houjun blinked. Then he frowned. "Of course I'll come, Hikou! Then I'll show ya that ghosts don't exist."
"Ha! We'll see about that!" Hikou said.
The two were sitting by the river, and it was the beginning of summer. Thus, it wasn't boiling hot quite yet, but it was definitely warm enough to lure all of the children (as well as some of the adults) to the river during the day, or at least to some shade.
Houjun and Hikou were drying out from their last swim in the river, and Houjun occasionally lifted up his shirt to see if it was dry yet, and wring it out to rid it of any extra droplets of water. Hikou, meanwhile, leaned back on his elbows and spent his time either watching the clouds in the sky, a few of the other children playing in the water, or his friend.
"Say, where is Ryu anyway?" Houjun asked, scratching the back of his head. "I'm surprised he's not out here."
"Me too," Hikou agreed. "Ah..." He lay back completely and rested his head on his hands as he stared at the sky. "Hey, that looks like a house!" He pointed up at a nearby cloud.
"Hontou?" Houjun peered up, then frowned. "Nah, that looks like Gerran's cake stand."
"Honey cake..."
The blue-haired boy sweat-dropped. "I think I just lost Hikou-kun," he muttered as his friend stared dreamily into the sky.
"I'll say."
"DA!" Houjun jumped.
Kouran, who was standing behind him, giggled and flipped her braid over her shoulder. "Hiya, Houjun-chan," she said.
"Yeesh, why can't ya NOT sneak up on me?" he mumbled. He turned to glare at her. "Whaddaya doing here anyway? This is our tree!"
"Hontou?" She made a show of looking around. "I don't see your name on it, Houjun-chan!"
"It's still our tree!"
"Yeah!" Hikou announced, coming out of his reverie. "Go get your own tree."
"Hmph." Kouran glared at the two. "It's not like I wanna be out here anyway. Houjun-chan's Mama sent me."
"Sent you?" both boys asked.
"What for?" Houjun asked.
The young girl smirked at them; she knew she had them now. "Well, since ya don't wanna be around me, then why should I tell you? I'm sure you can just sit there an' play under your dumb tree instead of hearing what your Mama had t' say, Houjun-CHAN."
Houjun winced at the emphasis on -chan. Then he smirked back as he was suddenly struck with divine inspiration.
The boy stood up, taking his shirt with him. He slipped into it as he said, "Oh yeah? What if I just went and asked my Mama to tell me herself?"
Kouran gaped at him. "Demo, demo you can't do that!" she protested.
"An' why not?"
"Cause... that's not fair!" she said, stamping one foot.
He shrugged. "Oh well." He turned to leave.
"Go Houjun-kun!" Hikou cheered.
Kouran hit him. "You shut up. Stupid boys! I'm not running messages for YOU or YOUR parents ever again!" She declared.
Both boys shrugged. "Okay," they said.
She humphed again. "I'm going swimming." With that, she turned to leave.
Hikou grinned evilly. "An' since when could ya swim, Kouran-CHAN?!" he yelled tauntingly after her.
"SHUT UP, HIKOU-CHAN!"
Houjun gave his friend a thumbs up before turning and heading towards his home.
A moment later, he felt a familiar warmth flow through his right leg and paused to see what was going on. For the past few months, ever since he'd saved Kouran from drowning, his leg had started to warm whenever something he needed to know was going on.
The blue-haired boy frowned. "Nani?" he wondered, and glanced at his leg. Seeing as he was still wearing his damp leggings, he couldn't see anything of course. However, the warmth remained.
Wondering, he touched his right knee, where it felt the warmest.
After a moment, his frown disappeared and was replaced with a broad smile as an image flashed through his mind. "DAD!"
He broke into a sprint towards his house, everything gone from his mind except for getting to see his father again. His side started to hurt from the sudden burst of speed, but he ignored it. He had to get there- now!
Only minutes later he found himself racing into his house and skidding to a stop. He nearly ran into a chair before he could stop entirely, but he didn't care. His eyes roamed the room, searching.
There was a bit of silence before a man came into the room. He was tall and whipcord thin. His hair was a light blue, almost lighter than Houjun's was. However, his hair was long and unruly, so he had it tied back in a ponytail to keep it from getting in the way. His eyes were a warmer, darker blue. His face wrinkled as he smiled, kneeling down.
"Well, I was wondering what was making that loud thundering noise!" he said.
"Dad!" Houjun yelped, and threw himself into his father's arms.
Laughing, Yen picked up his son and hugged him. "It's been a while, ne, Houjun-kun?" he asked.
"Hai!"
"What have you been up to?"
"Many things," Mai said, entering the room to give father and son both a little smile. "So many you wouldn't believe it."
"I saved someone from the river!" Houjun bragged.
"Oh, did you?" Yen asked, eyes twinkling. "And who did you save?"
The blue-haired boy paused. Then he mumbled into his father's shirt, "Some girl. No one important... but I did save someone!"
"No one important!" Mai huffed. "He's talking about Kouran-chan. When you were gone, Yen, a new family came in with a beautiful, charming young lady. She's been going around with Houjun and Hikou ever since."
"Already at the walking out together stage? Aren't you a bit young for that, Houjun-kun?" Yen teased, chucking his son under the chin.
"Walking out? With Kouran? Ick!"
Both of his parents laughed while Houjun pouted. "It's not funny," he complained as Yen let him down. "Ne, Dad, can I see your staff?"
"My walking staff? Of course." Yen turned away and left the room for a moment.
Houjun practically danced with impatience as his mother laughed at him again. "Houjun-kun, it's really not that great of a staff you know. Every traveler has a staff to help them to walk!"
"But it's jingly!" he protested. His ears perked when he heard that familiar jingling noise coming from the other room. "Wai!" he said, and hurried after his father.
Yen sat on the bed, holding his staff up and looking at it with a faint smile. When Houjun came into the room, his smile grew and he held the staff out to Houjun for his son to inspect.
The blue-haired boy accepted it immediately; he was so used to holding it he didn't start at its weight like he used to. The staff was mostly very plain, a long, straight, and smooth bit of wood crafted from one of the strongest trees... Houjun couldn't for the life of him remember which one. However, at the very top was a metal loop with smaller metal loops on it, which made the faint jingling sound every time Houjun moved the staff.
He shook it for a moment, and grinned as he listened to it. "Ne, Dad, are ya sure ya want it?" he asked innocently.
Yen grinned back. "I told you, yes I do. You can have it when I get old and tired."
"You're old already," Houjun said, and squeaked as his father tackled him playfully.
"Am I?"
"DA! Lemme go, Dad!" the blue-haired boy yelped. He squirmed as his father got his arms behind his back. "Mmkay! Mmkay! Yer not old! Lemme go no da!"
"You give up fast," Yen observed, letting his son go. "But you are growing," he added.
Houjun lit up. "Then you'll teach me how to fight?"
"I think you're learning that pretty well on your own, young man," Mai called from the other room. "Yen, I swear if you teach that boy anything..."
Yen winced. "N-no dear, not a thing," he called back. Then he winked at Houjun. The boy grinned back at his father excitedly; that wink meant he WAS going to be taught something! "Demo, I do have something for you this time, Houjun-kun. I think it's time you learned how to use this..."
He reached into his pocket.
"Nani no da?" Houjun asked excitedly, peering up at his father.
A moment later, Yen pulled out a small knife with its own sheath, and held it out for Houjun to see, but not touch; at least not yet.
Houjun stared at it, wide-eyed. "Dad... honestly?" he asked.
"Hai. This is yours, Houjun. I'll be teaching you to fight with this- I'm staying for a year this time."
"Hontou?! Wai!"
Yen smiled. "I'm glad you think so. Now come, I'll show you a few basics with this."
"WAI! ARIGATO!"
~*~
Houjun was supposed to be asleep. He knew he probably should be.
But his father was home, after nearly a year without him! He was listening at the door, trying to hear his parents from his room (unlike some poor families, he had his own room with a door, a fact he was very proud of). From what he'd seen earlier this evening, he could tell his dad had something interesting to say.
And he'd be darned if he missed something important!
"So how was it?" Mai asked quietly.
Houjun heard his father sigh. "The order still won't accept anyone back. That includes anyone who's married... or anyone who decides to leave. The head is an absolute jack- er, an idiot," he said quickly.
The blue-haired boy frowned. His father had nearly said a new curse, he was sure of it. And here he wasn't able to hear what it was. "Hmph."
"I see. So still no beads, ne?" Mai said.
"Iie. But they keep insisting on trying to take my staff. They say that it has amazing channeling power. Though I have to admit that's the case, that still gives them no right to try and take something of mine against my will."
"..."
Another sigh was heard. "They say that it's powerful enough for a future possible Seishi."
"A Suzaku Seishi?"
"Hai. Apparently they think that if they 'purify' the staff it'll increase channeling power, and it could help a Seishi some time when they were in need." Houjun heard his father snort. "They could take anyone else's staff, they're all about as pure as this one."
"Maybe they like how it jingles," Mai suggested. Houjun could picture her smiling.
Yen laughed softly. "Perhaps. Who knows? But the recent head of the order is very old. With luck he'll retire and someone with an actual head on his shoulders will come along."
"I know how much you enjoyed being a monk, love," Mai said. "I just wish I could do something."
"Iie. And that is an even worse case going on, Mai-chan." There was a long pause. "They still think women are less than human."
"Of course they do. They don't know any better, and we've never been given the chance to prove otherwise. They're the same as the rest of the world."
Was it Houjun, or did he hear a bit of... anger? Unhappiness? Well, he heard something negative in her voice when she said that.
Then he started. Women less than human? Well, that WOULD explain why Kouran was such a pain, but his mother? Less than human? That wasn't right, was it?
"Well, maybe next time you go you can talk sense into them."
"Oh, and I did manage to sell that necklace and the cloak you made, dear. Both to a guard at the capital itself! He said his daughter would be pleased."
There were some jingling noises.
"Oh, my word! This is enough to keep us going an entire year! Were they really worth this much?"
"I'm not sure. He saw my staff and must have assumed I was still a monk because he kept on bowing at me. Maybe he thought I'd purified it or something..."
Houjun heard a distinct smacking sound.
"Itai... Mai-chan, I DID get money for us, didn't I?"
"Hai, that's true..."
Another long pause. Houjun frowned, trying to take in all of the information he'd just heard. His father wanted to be part of some important order, but they wouldn't let him 'cause he was married. Women were less than human... were they? They didn't seem like it. Well, except for Kouran, but that was normal.
He crawled back to his bed and lay there for a while, letting those thoughts drift away. What did it matter? His father was home!
With a grin, he started to drift off to sleep...
"Houjun! Oi, Houjun!"
The blue-haired boy jerked awake again with a start as he looked out his window, finding both Ryu and Hikou outside. Then he blinked as he recalled what was going to happen tonight. That's right, they were off to see if Ryu's house was really haunted!
Forgetting everything but this fact, he slipped out of his window hurriedly and joined his two grinning friends.
"Ready, Houjun?" Hikou asked.
Houjun glanced back at his house, where his folks were probably still talking. Then he turned back and nodded with a grin of his own. "Hai, minna!"
"Then let's go find that ghost!"
"Hai!" the three chorused.
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Well, what'll become of the boys? Will they find their ghost? ^^
I apologize for the lack of kawaii-ness in this chapter. But I thought it was time for Houjun's father to come home, and you know kids are bound to listen in on their folks' conversations. And that's especially true if they haven't seen one of their parents (or even both!) for a while.
Did anyone realize what I added into this chapter? Houjun's father's staff sounds familiar, doesn't it? And he used to be a monk, if no one caught that. Turned in his beads an' all to marry Houjun's mom. Also, Houjun's powers are slowly growing, if you hadn't noticed. No one else really knows about it, and he can only use it once in a while right now seeing as he hasn't trained it yet. However, he will get impressions of important stuff sometimes.
Random note- I know none of you are reading this, but has anyone noticed the metal part on Chichiri's staff (on the top) looks kinda like a heart? And his scar looks vaguely like a bird diving at something? I'm serious! I'm looking at a picture of him now and I can make out a bird! Yes, I realize I have too much free time. ^^
Sorry for ranting. I hope you enjoyed this. Until next time! (Waves)
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"You're joking," Houjun told his friend.
"I am not, Houjun-kun! I mean it! Ryu's house is haunted!" Hikou announced. He raised a finger and wagged it to emphasize his point. "Honestly! Ryu says he saw the ghost himself! An' Ryu's never lied t' me!"
"He has to me," Houjun said. He looked at his friend dubiously. "Hikou, Mama says there's no such thing as ghosts."
"Oh yeah? I'll bet ya won't come with me tonight t' see it!"
Houjun blinked. Then he frowned. "Of course I'll come, Hikou! Then I'll show ya that ghosts don't exist."
"Ha! We'll see about that!" Hikou said.
The two were sitting by the river, and it was the beginning of summer. Thus, it wasn't boiling hot quite yet, but it was definitely warm enough to lure all of the children (as well as some of the adults) to the river during the day, or at least to some shade.
Houjun and Hikou were drying out from their last swim in the river, and Houjun occasionally lifted up his shirt to see if it was dry yet, and wring it out to rid it of any extra droplets of water. Hikou, meanwhile, leaned back on his elbows and spent his time either watching the clouds in the sky, a few of the other children playing in the water, or his friend.
"Say, where is Ryu anyway?" Houjun asked, scratching the back of his head. "I'm surprised he's not out here."
"Me too," Hikou agreed. "Ah..." He lay back completely and rested his head on his hands as he stared at the sky. "Hey, that looks like a house!" He pointed up at a nearby cloud.
"Hontou?" Houjun peered up, then frowned. "Nah, that looks like Gerran's cake stand."
"Honey cake..."
The blue-haired boy sweat-dropped. "I think I just lost Hikou-kun," he muttered as his friend stared dreamily into the sky.
"I'll say."
"DA!" Houjun jumped.
Kouran, who was standing behind him, giggled and flipped her braid over her shoulder. "Hiya, Houjun-chan," she said.
"Yeesh, why can't ya NOT sneak up on me?" he mumbled. He turned to glare at her. "Whaddaya doing here anyway? This is our tree!"
"Hontou?" She made a show of looking around. "I don't see your name on it, Houjun-chan!"
"It's still our tree!"
"Yeah!" Hikou announced, coming out of his reverie. "Go get your own tree."
"Hmph." Kouran glared at the two. "It's not like I wanna be out here anyway. Houjun-chan's Mama sent me."
"Sent you?" both boys asked.
"What for?" Houjun asked.
The young girl smirked at them; she knew she had them now. "Well, since ya don't wanna be around me, then why should I tell you? I'm sure you can just sit there an' play under your dumb tree instead of hearing what your Mama had t' say, Houjun-CHAN."
Houjun winced at the emphasis on -chan. Then he smirked back as he was suddenly struck with divine inspiration.
The boy stood up, taking his shirt with him. He slipped into it as he said, "Oh yeah? What if I just went and asked my Mama to tell me herself?"
Kouran gaped at him. "Demo, demo you can't do that!" she protested.
"An' why not?"
"Cause... that's not fair!" she said, stamping one foot.
He shrugged. "Oh well." He turned to leave.
"Go Houjun-kun!" Hikou cheered.
Kouran hit him. "You shut up. Stupid boys! I'm not running messages for YOU or YOUR parents ever again!" She declared.
Both boys shrugged. "Okay," they said.
She humphed again. "I'm going swimming." With that, she turned to leave.
Hikou grinned evilly. "An' since when could ya swim, Kouran-CHAN?!" he yelled tauntingly after her.
"SHUT UP, HIKOU-CHAN!"
Houjun gave his friend a thumbs up before turning and heading towards his home.
A moment later, he felt a familiar warmth flow through his right leg and paused to see what was going on. For the past few months, ever since he'd saved Kouran from drowning, his leg had started to warm whenever something he needed to know was going on.
The blue-haired boy frowned. "Nani?" he wondered, and glanced at his leg. Seeing as he was still wearing his damp leggings, he couldn't see anything of course. However, the warmth remained.
Wondering, he touched his right knee, where it felt the warmest.
After a moment, his frown disappeared and was replaced with a broad smile as an image flashed through his mind. "DAD!"
He broke into a sprint towards his house, everything gone from his mind except for getting to see his father again. His side started to hurt from the sudden burst of speed, but he ignored it. He had to get there- now!
Only minutes later he found himself racing into his house and skidding to a stop. He nearly ran into a chair before he could stop entirely, but he didn't care. His eyes roamed the room, searching.
There was a bit of silence before a man came into the room. He was tall and whipcord thin. His hair was a light blue, almost lighter than Houjun's was. However, his hair was long and unruly, so he had it tied back in a ponytail to keep it from getting in the way. His eyes were a warmer, darker blue. His face wrinkled as he smiled, kneeling down.
"Well, I was wondering what was making that loud thundering noise!" he said.
"Dad!" Houjun yelped, and threw himself into his father's arms.
Laughing, Yen picked up his son and hugged him. "It's been a while, ne, Houjun-kun?" he asked.
"Hai!"
"What have you been up to?"
"Many things," Mai said, entering the room to give father and son both a little smile. "So many you wouldn't believe it."
"I saved someone from the river!" Houjun bragged.
"Oh, did you?" Yen asked, eyes twinkling. "And who did you save?"
The blue-haired boy paused. Then he mumbled into his father's shirt, "Some girl. No one important... but I did save someone!"
"No one important!" Mai huffed. "He's talking about Kouran-chan. When you were gone, Yen, a new family came in with a beautiful, charming young lady. She's been going around with Houjun and Hikou ever since."
"Already at the walking out together stage? Aren't you a bit young for that, Houjun-kun?" Yen teased, chucking his son under the chin.
"Walking out? With Kouran? Ick!"
Both of his parents laughed while Houjun pouted. "It's not funny," he complained as Yen let him down. "Ne, Dad, can I see your staff?"
"My walking staff? Of course." Yen turned away and left the room for a moment.
Houjun practically danced with impatience as his mother laughed at him again. "Houjun-kun, it's really not that great of a staff you know. Every traveler has a staff to help them to walk!"
"But it's jingly!" he protested. His ears perked when he heard that familiar jingling noise coming from the other room. "Wai!" he said, and hurried after his father.
Yen sat on the bed, holding his staff up and looking at it with a faint smile. When Houjun came into the room, his smile grew and he held the staff out to Houjun for his son to inspect.
The blue-haired boy accepted it immediately; he was so used to holding it he didn't start at its weight like he used to. The staff was mostly very plain, a long, straight, and smooth bit of wood crafted from one of the strongest trees... Houjun couldn't for the life of him remember which one. However, at the very top was a metal loop with smaller metal loops on it, which made the faint jingling sound every time Houjun moved the staff.
He shook it for a moment, and grinned as he listened to it. "Ne, Dad, are ya sure ya want it?" he asked innocently.
Yen grinned back. "I told you, yes I do. You can have it when I get old and tired."
"You're old already," Houjun said, and squeaked as his father tackled him playfully.
"Am I?"
"DA! Lemme go, Dad!" the blue-haired boy yelped. He squirmed as his father got his arms behind his back. "Mmkay! Mmkay! Yer not old! Lemme go no da!"
"You give up fast," Yen observed, letting his son go. "But you are growing," he added.
Houjun lit up. "Then you'll teach me how to fight?"
"I think you're learning that pretty well on your own, young man," Mai called from the other room. "Yen, I swear if you teach that boy anything..."
Yen winced. "N-no dear, not a thing," he called back. Then he winked at Houjun. The boy grinned back at his father excitedly; that wink meant he WAS going to be taught something! "Demo, I do have something for you this time, Houjun-kun. I think it's time you learned how to use this..."
He reached into his pocket.
"Nani no da?" Houjun asked excitedly, peering up at his father.
A moment later, Yen pulled out a small knife with its own sheath, and held it out for Houjun to see, but not touch; at least not yet.
Houjun stared at it, wide-eyed. "Dad... honestly?" he asked.
"Hai. This is yours, Houjun. I'll be teaching you to fight with this- I'm staying for a year this time."
"Hontou?! Wai!"
Yen smiled. "I'm glad you think so. Now come, I'll show you a few basics with this."
"WAI! ARIGATO!"
~*~
Houjun was supposed to be asleep. He knew he probably should be.
But his father was home, after nearly a year without him! He was listening at the door, trying to hear his parents from his room (unlike some poor families, he had his own room with a door, a fact he was very proud of). From what he'd seen earlier this evening, he could tell his dad had something interesting to say.
And he'd be darned if he missed something important!
"So how was it?" Mai asked quietly.
Houjun heard his father sigh. "The order still won't accept anyone back. That includes anyone who's married... or anyone who decides to leave. The head is an absolute jack- er, an idiot," he said quickly.
The blue-haired boy frowned. His father had nearly said a new curse, he was sure of it. And here he wasn't able to hear what it was. "Hmph."
"I see. So still no beads, ne?" Mai said.
"Iie. But they keep insisting on trying to take my staff. They say that it has amazing channeling power. Though I have to admit that's the case, that still gives them no right to try and take something of mine against my will."
"..."
Another sigh was heard. "They say that it's powerful enough for a future possible Seishi."
"A Suzaku Seishi?"
"Hai. Apparently they think that if they 'purify' the staff it'll increase channeling power, and it could help a Seishi some time when they were in need." Houjun heard his father snort. "They could take anyone else's staff, they're all about as pure as this one."
"Maybe they like how it jingles," Mai suggested. Houjun could picture her smiling.
Yen laughed softly. "Perhaps. Who knows? But the recent head of the order is very old. With luck he'll retire and someone with an actual head on his shoulders will come along."
"I know how much you enjoyed being a monk, love," Mai said. "I just wish I could do something."
"Iie. And that is an even worse case going on, Mai-chan." There was a long pause. "They still think women are less than human."
"Of course they do. They don't know any better, and we've never been given the chance to prove otherwise. They're the same as the rest of the world."
Was it Houjun, or did he hear a bit of... anger? Unhappiness? Well, he heard something negative in her voice when she said that.
Then he started. Women less than human? Well, that WOULD explain why Kouran was such a pain, but his mother? Less than human? That wasn't right, was it?
"Well, maybe next time you go you can talk sense into them."
"Oh, and I did manage to sell that necklace and the cloak you made, dear. Both to a guard at the capital itself! He said his daughter would be pleased."
There were some jingling noises.
"Oh, my word! This is enough to keep us going an entire year! Were they really worth this much?"
"I'm not sure. He saw my staff and must have assumed I was still a monk because he kept on bowing at me. Maybe he thought I'd purified it or something..."
Houjun heard a distinct smacking sound.
"Itai... Mai-chan, I DID get money for us, didn't I?"
"Hai, that's true..."
Another long pause. Houjun frowned, trying to take in all of the information he'd just heard. His father wanted to be part of some important order, but they wouldn't let him 'cause he was married. Women were less than human... were they? They didn't seem like it. Well, except for Kouran, but that was normal.
He crawled back to his bed and lay there for a while, letting those thoughts drift away. What did it matter? His father was home!
With a grin, he started to drift off to sleep...
"Houjun! Oi, Houjun!"
The blue-haired boy jerked awake again with a start as he looked out his window, finding both Ryu and Hikou outside. Then he blinked as he recalled what was going to happen tonight. That's right, they were off to see if Ryu's house was really haunted!
Forgetting everything but this fact, he slipped out of his window hurriedly and joined his two grinning friends.
"Ready, Houjun?" Hikou asked.
Houjun glanced back at his house, where his folks were probably still talking. Then he turned back and nodded with a grin of his own. "Hai, minna!"
"Then let's go find that ghost!"
"Hai!" the three chorused.
~*~
Well, what'll become of the boys? Will they find their ghost? ^^
I apologize for the lack of kawaii-ness in this chapter. But I thought it was time for Houjun's father to come home, and you know kids are bound to listen in on their folks' conversations. And that's especially true if they haven't seen one of their parents (or even both!) for a while.
Did anyone realize what I added into this chapter? Houjun's father's staff sounds familiar, doesn't it? And he used to be a monk, if no one caught that. Turned in his beads an' all to marry Houjun's mom. Also, Houjun's powers are slowly growing, if you hadn't noticed. No one else really knows about it, and he can only use it once in a while right now seeing as he hasn't trained it yet. However, he will get impressions of important stuff sometimes.
Random note- I know none of you are reading this, but has anyone noticed the metal part on Chichiri's staff (on the top) looks kinda like a heart? And his scar looks vaguely like a bird diving at something? I'm serious! I'm looking at a picture of him now and I can make out a bird! Yes, I realize I have too much free time. ^^
Sorry for ranting. I hope you enjoyed this. Until next time! (Waves)