Chapter 3- Defeat and Secrets
"Motoko! Successor of the God's Cry Art, Keitaro Urashima, Master of the Urashima style of Jujutsu, challenges you to a duel!" yelled Keitaro standing on a rock.
All of a sudden it began to rain. Thunderclouds covered the evening sun, and thunder began to break the silence.
"What! How did you know my school?" yelled Motoko surprised, "Your all talk you weakling!"
Motoko rushed forward angrily, determined to beat down Keitaro to a bloody pulp.
"Remember it's not about anger," said Keitaro, "It's about clarity"
"Shut up!" panted Motoko "You got no right to teach me! Your nothing!
Keitaro bent downwards. Then he went into his fighting stance. Motoko stuck hard first with her Shisui, but Keitaro just dodged.
"He vanished," said Motoko in awe "He moved faster then the eye can see"
"Have you learned nothing?" called Keitaro through the rain. "Keep in mind, anger will make you lose the battle!"
"Screw off!" yelled Motoko, although she could not see him.
"Its time to make my offensive" whispered Keitaro.
Motoko dropped her sword, and decided to fight fist to fist. Keitaro rushed in front of her, engaging her in melee and began with a barrage of punches. Motoko, whom was forced to fight defensively, began to block and dodge. With every punch that made contact, with her arms, she staggered back.
"Damn!" thought Motoko angrily, "How did he become so strong? I does not matter one blow well defeat him, like always."
Desperate to hit Urashima's face, Motoko decided to go on the offensive as well. As soon as she blocked a punch she tried to punch him back. Then a second fist quickly reached her cheek, and she froze.
"Scary isn't it" whispered Keitaro, "Look what I could've done if you weren't careful". Keitaro grabbed her hand with the right, and put his left fist near her face.
An insane smile came to Keitaro. He began to squeeze her hand. "Bow to your sempai!" yelled Keitaro coldly at her.
Motoko was overwhelmed by pain, but refused.
"I REFUSE TO FALL!" yelled Motoko and punched Keitaro square it the face. He reeled back and released her hand, his upper body moved back from the force but his legs remained still on the same spot. He came back at and put his face up close to Motoko's.
"Exactly how I wanted it to be," whisper Keitaro, he had no mark on his face.
Motoko looked into his eyes, emptiness. He had no warmth, compassion, nothing in his eyes, just a hollow pupil.
Motoko regained focus and did a hard punch at Keitaro's stomache, then a follow-up to the face again, this time causing him to take several steps back. Keitaro just looked back, barely hurt, or bare fazed.
"I will end this NOW!" yelled Motoko and ran to pick up her Shisui.
"Using a sword at a fist fight" called Keitaro coldly, "How dishonorable".
"It is you that that has no honor Urashima," screamed Motoko.
Motoko sensed the irony of the battle. Before, she would beat him up, and make fun of him. And now, Urashima, the man whom she ridiculed, is giving her a lesson in battle, and honor.
"Hundred Sakura in Profusion!" cried Motoko as she launched a gigantic energy attack at Keitaro.
"Urashima Reflection Echo" cried Keitaro, and crouched slightly and put his palms together, and faced the attack. When the large energy made contact with his hands, it bounced off and returned to its sender faster then before.
"Impossible!" cried Motoko, and then was covered by her own attack.
When the attack finally faded, Motoko was on her knees, glaring blankly. Her clothes were partly torn, and she was bleeding from the mouth and the forehead. Keitaro came up and looked down at Motoko with triumph.
"How did I lose?" said Motoko weakly, looking up to her defeat, "Why did I lose?"
"Easy," said Keitaro coldly looking down on her. "You underestimated your opponent, just like a beginner"
"But I'm stronger then you" said Motoko blandly still on her knees. "How did you get stronger?"
"I was never weaker," said Keitaro coolly "You just never realized that reality".
Then Motoko blacked out.
"Motoko, become a skilled swordswoman!"
"I-I-I can't, I'm not strong like you sister!"
"Not this memory again, I hate it"
"Why do you Motoko?"
"Because, It shows I'm a coward"
"Like the time you picked on Keitaro, when you were stronger then him?"
"What?"
Motoko slowly opened her eyes and vision became clear again. She was sitting in her room, in her bed, and she had a band over her forehead covering a wound.
"What happened to Urashima," thought Motoko "He seems different on the battlefield".
Keitaro came into the room with Shinobu, Su, and Naru. "Demon I Banish Thee!" cried Motoko as she picked up Shisui launched a projectile. It streaked on the ground and collided with Keitaro sending him into the wall.
"Motoko is definitely better!" said Su with a smile.
"What was that for?" asked Keitaro rubbing his head.
"Enough with your lies! Vile Demon!" cried Motoko and sent another projectile.
"Why are you being so mean?" whined Shinobu, as she picked up Keitaro.
"He's a monster! He has powers beyond your wildest imagination!" said Motoko, trying to persuade them in some way. "We must banish him from the Hinata House"
"Look I did nothing wrong!" responded Keitaro as he staggered forward and leaned to the side. He felt something soft, it seems he was grabbing Naru's left breast.
"Pervert Ronin!" cried Naru as she punched him, sending him in to the big blue and beyond.
"Powers like at groping?" said Naru bitterly.
"Strange" thought Motoko as she laid back down. "Why doesn't he want to reveal his secret?"
"Wait!" called Motoko. "What happened at challenge?"
"Well, after we got knocked out, we woke up and saw you and Keitaro knocked out" explained Naru, "But your wounds were greater then his, did you lose?"
"No!" responded Motoko, "A tree branch fell on me and I hit Urashima, so it was a draw"
"I see," said Naru, "Don't sweat it Motoko, you caught a cold from the rain, so rest"
"So that's how I lost," thought Motoko "I had a cold".
Then she heard footsteps outside her room. A figure was pacing back and forth in front of her room.
"Urashima?" thought Motoko, and then grabbed Shisui.
"Look, I wanted you to teach her a lesson not hurt her" spoke Keitaro.
"I did," spoke Keitaro again
"You went overboard!" yelled Keitaro to himself.
"Hey, she attacked me, I was on the defensive,"
"Look, you hurt anybody else I swear I won't find your Youtou Hina"
"I see, Urashima I warn you, if you pull many threads with me you will regret it" said Keitaro to himself and ending a conversation.
"Motoko please forgive me," whispered Keitaro leaning on the wall. "What have I done?"
"Urashima." thought Motoko "What ever that possesses you Urashima, I shall free you"
"Motoko! Successor of the God's Cry Art, Keitaro Urashima, Master of the Urashima style of Jujutsu, challenges you to a duel!" yelled Keitaro standing on a rock.
All of a sudden it began to rain. Thunderclouds covered the evening sun, and thunder began to break the silence.
"What! How did you know my school?" yelled Motoko surprised, "Your all talk you weakling!"
Motoko rushed forward angrily, determined to beat down Keitaro to a bloody pulp.
"Remember it's not about anger," said Keitaro, "It's about clarity"
"Shut up!" panted Motoko "You got no right to teach me! Your nothing!
Keitaro bent downwards. Then he went into his fighting stance. Motoko stuck hard first with her Shisui, but Keitaro just dodged.
"He vanished," said Motoko in awe "He moved faster then the eye can see"
"Have you learned nothing?" called Keitaro through the rain. "Keep in mind, anger will make you lose the battle!"
"Screw off!" yelled Motoko, although she could not see him.
"Its time to make my offensive" whispered Keitaro.
Motoko dropped her sword, and decided to fight fist to fist. Keitaro rushed in front of her, engaging her in melee and began with a barrage of punches. Motoko, whom was forced to fight defensively, began to block and dodge. With every punch that made contact, with her arms, she staggered back.
"Damn!" thought Motoko angrily, "How did he become so strong? I does not matter one blow well defeat him, like always."
Desperate to hit Urashima's face, Motoko decided to go on the offensive as well. As soon as she blocked a punch she tried to punch him back. Then a second fist quickly reached her cheek, and she froze.
"Scary isn't it" whispered Keitaro, "Look what I could've done if you weren't careful". Keitaro grabbed her hand with the right, and put his left fist near her face.
An insane smile came to Keitaro. He began to squeeze her hand. "Bow to your sempai!" yelled Keitaro coldly at her.
Motoko was overwhelmed by pain, but refused.
"I REFUSE TO FALL!" yelled Motoko and punched Keitaro square it the face. He reeled back and released her hand, his upper body moved back from the force but his legs remained still on the same spot. He came back at and put his face up close to Motoko's.
"Exactly how I wanted it to be," whisper Keitaro, he had no mark on his face.
Motoko looked into his eyes, emptiness. He had no warmth, compassion, nothing in his eyes, just a hollow pupil.
Motoko regained focus and did a hard punch at Keitaro's stomache, then a follow-up to the face again, this time causing him to take several steps back. Keitaro just looked back, barely hurt, or bare fazed.
"I will end this NOW!" yelled Motoko and ran to pick up her Shisui.
"Using a sword at a fist fight" called Keitaro coldly, "How dishonorable".
"It is you that that has no honor Urashima," screamed Motoko.
Motoko sensed the irony of the battle. Before, she would beat him up, and make fun of him. And now, Urashima, the man whom she ridiculed, is giving her a lesson in battle, and honor.
"Hundred Sakura in Profusion!" cried Motoko as she launched a gigantic energy attack at Keitaro.
"Urashima Reflection Echo" cried Keitaro, and crouched slightly and put his palms together, and faced the attack. When the large energy made contact with his hands, it bounced off and returned to its sender faster then before.
"Impossible!" cried Motoko, and then was covered by her own attack.
When the attack finally faded, Motoko was on her knees, glaring blankly. Her clothes were partly torn, and she was bleeding from the mouth and the forehead. Keitaro came up and looked down at Motoko with triumph.
"How did I lose?" said Motoko weakly, looking up to her defeat, "Why did I lose?"
"Easy," said Keitaro coldly looking down on her. "You underestimated your opponent, just like a beginner"
"But I'm stronger then you" said Motoko blandly still on her knees. "How did you get stronger?"
"I was never weaker," said Keitaro coolly "You just never realized that reality".
Then Motoko blacked out.
"Motoko, become a skilled swordswoman!"
"I-I-I can't, I'm not strong like you sister!"
"Not this memory again, I hate it"
"Why do you Motoko?"
"Because, It shows I'm a coward"
"Like the time you picked on Keitaro, when you were stronger then him?"
"What?"
Motoko slowly opened her eyes and vision became clear again. She was sitting in her room, in her bed, and she had a band over her forehead covering a wound.
"What happened to Urashima," thought Motoko "He seems different on the battlefield".
Keitaro came into the room with Shinobu, Su, and Naru. "Demon I Banish Thee!" cried Motoko as she picked up Shisui launched a projectile. It streaked on the ground and collided with Keitaro sending him into the wall.
"Motoko is definitely better!" said Su with a smile.
"What was that for?" asked Keitaro rubbing his head.
"Enough with your lies! Vile Demon!" cried Motoko and sent another projectile.
"Why are you being so mean?" whined Shinobu, as she picked up Keitaro.
"He's a monster! He has powers beyond your wildest imagination!" said Motoko, trying to persuade them in some way. "We must banish him from the Hinata House"
"Look I did nothing wrong!" responded Keitaro as he staggered forward and leaned to the side. He felt something soft, it seems he was grabbing Naru's left breast.
"Pervert Ronin!" cried Naru as she punched him, sending him in to the big blue and beyond.
"Powers like at groping?" said Naru bitterly.
"Strange" thought Motoko as she laid back down. "Why doesn't he want to reveal his secret?"
"Wait!" called Motoko. "What happened at challenge?"
"Well, after we got knocked out, we woke up and saw you and Keitaro knocked out" explained Naru, "But your wounds were greater then his, did you lose?"
"No!" responded Motoko, "A tree branch fell on me and I hit Urashima, so it was a draw"
"I see," said Naru, "Don't sweat it Motoko, you caught a cold from the rain, so rest"
"So that's how I lost," thought Motoko "I had a cold".
Then she heard footsteps outside her room. A figure was pacing back and forth in front of her room.
"Urashima?" thought Motoko, and then grabbed Shisui.
"Look, I wanted you to teach her a lesson not hurt her" spoke Keitaro.
"I did," spoke Keitaro again
"You went overboard!" yelled Keitaro to himself.
"Hey, she attacked me, I was on the defensive,"
"Look, you hurt anybody else I swear I won't find your Youtou Hina"
"I see, Urashima I warn you, if you pull many threads with me you will regret it" said Keitaro to himself and ending a conversation.
"Motoko please forgive me," whispered Keitaro leaning on the wall. "What have I done?"
"Urashima." thought Motoko "What ever that possesses you Urashima, I shall free you"