Spring was in the air as the resedents of the Hinata apartments carried out their daily chores. Kitsunei was in her room drinking the day away, Shinobu was in the kitchen preparing the mid day lunch, Su was out turtle hunting, and Naru and Keitaro where busy with their studies. One resident, however, was busy training. Even harder than usual.
"HYAA!!! HUH!!! AAAGGHH!!!" Motoko was more than focused as the sliced numeous leaves from the trees as they fell to earth. In her mind, she kept repeating to herself over and over. "Must be ready. I must be at the top this year." The reason she seemed more determined than ever? The World Kendo Championship Tournament.
Downstairs, Keitaro and Naru where reviewing their answeres from their latest mock exams. "I can't beleive you got this calc question wrong! Have you even been looking at you're work?" He looked at the question and blushed over his studidity. "Um... I don't know. I guess I just let it slip, that's all." She threw her big eraser with a bull's eye square in the forehead. "Well, don't let it happen again! We can't aford to let anything 'slip' this time.
There was a knock on the door when Naru was literaly stuffing Keitaro's head with text. Shinobu peeked inside and saw how hard they where studying for their next chance at Tokyo U. "Sempai, Ms. Naru, lunch is ready." Naru looked up and saw her enter the room. "Ok, Shinobu. We'll be right down."
At the table, the gang was busy chowing down all they could. But Keitaro noticed someone missing from the feast. "Hey, guys? Where's Motoku? You invited her down here, right Shinobu?" She looked around and noticed as well. "um... I think she's still on the balcony. She looked real focused and I don't think she wanted to be disturbed." His face had a bit of a worried expression on. "Well, she has to eat. One of us will have togo up there and tell her to come and have lunch."
The table all looked at him and Keitaro looked back. "WHY ME!?!?" Kitsunei spoke up first. "Well, you are the land lord, so it's you're duty to inform all the tenents of when the meal is served. Plus, none of us is dumb enough to desturb her while she's training."
Before he knew what was next, he found himself outside just a few stairs away from the ever so focused Motoku Aoyoma. The leaves have almost all came down, and now she was blind-folded, using all her other senses to cut one leaf at a time. Keitaro gulped the lump in his throught and proceeded down his death row. "Um., Motoko?"
With one swing of the blade, Keitaro was thrown off the roof and into the hot springs. "Urashima!" Motoko was furiated. "How many times must I tell you?!!? Never disturb me durring my training!!!" Kitsunei saw this as the perfect oportunity. "Oh, hi there, Motoko. You know, the food's getting cold. Why don't you put that thing away and come chow down?" She looked away and continued her strikes. "No, thank you. I must be ready when the time comes."
"Oh? And when is this time and where's the place?" she asked with more of a hint of nosieness. Motoko alinged several cherry blossom petals and with one stroke, turned them all into a confettie of pink. "The World Kendo Championship Tournament."
"WHAAAT!?!?" All the girls and Keitaro was taken abeck by the announcement Motoko made. "That's right." she said. "The World Championship will be held in the Tokyo Dome in one Week. Top swordsmen from all over the glob will enter and I will enter as well." Naru looked with a bit of concern. "But this is real dangerous. I mean, there are people that die every year in this tournament and you're still only 15." Motoko shot a glare at her. "Are you saying I'm weak?"
Naru stood back, fearing for her life. "No! Of course not! I was just worried about everyone else, that's all." She let out a sigh of releif as Motoko calmed down as well. "I will show no mercy, for these people as well live and die by the sword. I will do all I can to defeat them all."
Shinobu looked real worried, but knew she would be alright. "I hope you do you're best!" Su climbed up her back and played with her hair. "Kick some major butt!" she shouted. Naru and Keitaro looked at the scean and could only pray in unison. "God, help her."
It was raining. Motoko just stepped off the school bus and was naturaly being followed by her small fan club. "Oh, miss. Motoko! May I plaese cary you're bag for you?" All she wanted was to get home and stuff as much practice as she could before the big day. On the way home, the girls couldn't help but gossip about the latest news all over Tokyo.
"Hey, did you here about the Kendo Bandit? He's a sword master who likes to stalks helpless girls and robb them of everything they have." The other girl added to the story. "Yeah, I even heard he even killed a girl." Motoko was utterly disgusted with what the world is coming to now adays. At the light, Motoko looked from across the street and noticed a man with fiery red hair and a sword at his side. Her eyes grew ablazed at what she was seeing.
"KENDO BANDIT!!!" The man looked up and saw this girl with a dazed look on his face. Motoko didn't doubt for a minute that this was the man at large for unforgiveable crimes against the public. "So, you like to pray on helpless girls with you're sword skills? I will not forgive you for this betrayal of the way of the sword!" She drew her weapon and faced him from the other side of the road. "Fight me, NOW!!!"
"ORO!?!?!"
Motoko lept into the air and readied her first atack. "AIR CUTTING FLASH MYSTIC STRIKE!!!" The attack flew accros the road and hit the light post on the curb. "The duel is mine." she said as she gracefuly landed back to earth. As the dust settled, Motoko's eyes where wide with shock, as there was no trace of the red-headed swordsman. Just then, she looked up and saw him flying through the air and away from her as he came back down.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!"
Motoko looked away as he crashed into a local fruit cart. He was completly out of it when she stepped up and drew her sword and pointed it right at his neck. "You're either very skilled or very dim-witted to dodge my attack like that." The young man looked at the blade and did the only thing he could do.
...
"I'm sorry if I caused any trouble, but I don't think I did anything wrong to upset anyone enough to deserve that attack, that I don't" He reached for his sword as he tried to get up from the wreckage he caused. Motoko only pressed her sword ever so closer to his throught. "I didn't give you permission to move. Hand me you're sword, slowly." The red-headed young man obligued as he handed her his sword. She quickly unsheethed it and was astonished by what she was laying her eyes on.
"What on Earth? It can't be!!! This sword is...."
To be Continued...
Well, how was it? Not bad for one night's worth of work, I guess. I do need some pre-reader's for this fic, so E-mail me if you wanna help a guy out. Untill then, I leave you with a quote of "wisdome".
"Mitsuo! Menda! Nah-ha Nah-ha!!!"~*~*~ Excel Excel and Hyatt from "Excel Saga" episode:20 (I just don't know anymore.)