Jewel in the Rough
Golden Foxfyre
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say it? I don't own YYH!
Chapter 22
Amber made sure her hair was firmly secured before walking out of the girl's locker room. Her gaze traveled over the area before a hand came to rest on her shoulder. She turned to see a girl close to her age standing there.
"Hi, I'm Tillah Ariana. You're new here, aren't you?"
"Hai, my name is Callista Amber. I noticed you earlier in class. You seem to be quite the history buff."
Ariana laughed. "My otousan is keen on reminding me of our family history." They walked over to the mat. "A word of warning: Kara is the captain of this school's martial arts team. The sensei is fond of having her test new students."
"Really." Amber didn't sound interested at all. "She does seem skilled, but she's over confident." That is her downfall.
A new voice broke in on her thoughts. "So you're the new student. You may call me Masaki-san."
He pulled Amber to the center of the mat. "Kara, now would be good."
The black haired girl approached. "You are going to regret coming to this school. " Kara hissed, sinking into an aggressive guard.
Amber sank into a lion guard, studying her opponent. That guard may be aggressive, but it's extremely slow when coming out to attack. She gauged the spirit energy of her enemy. It'll only be a matter of time until she harnesses it.
The vixen channeled a little more of her own to the healing wound on her abdomen as a measure of protection.
Her patience was well-rewarded. Kara leapt out her guard and into a vicious kick. Amber blocked the blow with a strength that forced the other girl back. Amber's fist hit Kara's abdomen then she ducked under the return strike, caught the arm and flipped her.
Startled sounds came from the audience. No one had ever managed that before, not even in competition.
Kara twirled on her back, getting to her feet easily. She leapt forward, swinging her right fist which was blocked by a forearm. Her left fist was blocked by a knee. Amber then extended her block into a kick.
The black haired girl tumbled to the mat before rising and elbowing Amber's wound. A slight hiss of pain escaped her before she leapt back and delivered a tornado kick.
Kara fell, trying to gasp air back into her lungs. "Nine...ten!" Masaki-san cried. How did the new girl do that? Kara is the best martial artist I've ever met. This has to be a fluke.
"Amber, you're hurt!" Ariana cried, noticing how her new friend favored her side slightly.
"I'll be all right. I've been hurt worse when I was training." That blow would've opened it again had I not been prepared.
"How long have you known the martial arts?" Masaki demanded.
Amber turned to him, green eyes showing irritation. "Since I could walk. And don't be so hostile. If my father saw you acting like this, he'd arrest you." Her declaration startled him into pulling back.
Ari drew Amber aside. "No one has ever beaten Kara before. She's used that to her advantage and lorded it over the entire school. Few people will bother you now."
Green eyes met blue. "You don't have to be frightened of her. Ariana, you have incredible potential."
"I'm only a blue belt." She sounded confused.
"So? You can become an expert if you put your mind to it."
Together they went through a sparring session in which the hidden skills of Ariana came to the surface. The class ended and they entered the locker room to change back into their uniforms.
"Amber, what happened there?!" Her eyes grew wide with worry as she noticed her friend changing the bandage.
She bit her lip. I can't tell her the truth. Not yet. "It's just a cut, you don't have to worry about it. My grandfather minored in nursing when he went to college, so I'm in good hands."
Golden Foxfyre
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say it? I don't own YYH!
Chapter 22
Amber made sure her hair was firmly secured before walking out of the girl's locker room. Her gaze traveled over the area before a hand came to rest on her shoulder. She turned to see a girl close to her age standing there.
"Hi, I'm Tillah Ariana. You're new here, aren't you?"
"Hai, my name is Callista Amber. I noticed you earlier in class. You seem to be quite the history buff."
Ariana laughed. "My otousan is keen on reminding me of our family history." They walked over to the mat. "A word of warning: Kara is the captain of this school's martial arts team. The sensei is fond of having her test new students."
"Really." Amber didn't sound interested at all. "She does seem skilled, but she's over confident." That is her downfall.
A new voice broke in on her thoughts. "So you're the new student. You may call me Masaki-san."
He pulled Amber to the center of the mat. "Kara, now would be good."
The black haired girl approached. "You are going to regret coming to this school. " Kara hissed, sinking into an aggressive guard.
Amber sank into a lion guard, studying her opponent. That guard may be aggressive, but it's extremely slow when coming out to attack. She gauged the spirit energy of her enemy. It'll only be a matter of time until she harnesses it.
The vixen channeled a little more of her own to the healing wound on her abdomen as a measure of protection.
Her patience was well-rewarded. Kara leapt out her guard and into a vicious kick. Amber blocked the blow with a strength that forced the other girl back. Amber's fist hit Kara's abdomen then she ducked under the return strike, caught the arm and flipped her.
Startled sounds came from the audience. No one had ever managed that before, not even in competition.
Kara twirled on her back, getting to her feet easily. She leapt forward, swinging her right fist which was blocked by a forearm. Her left fist was blocked by a knee. Amber then extended her block into a kick.
The black haired girl tumbled to the mat before rising and elbowing Amber's wound. A slight hiss of pain escaped her before she leapt back and delivered a tornado kick.
Kara fell, trying to gasp air back into her lungs. "Nine...ten!" Masaki-san cried. How did the new girl do that? Kara is the best martial artist I've ever met. This has to be a fluke.
"Amber, you're hurt!" Ariana cried, noticing how her new friend favored her side slightly.
"I'll be all right. I've been hurt worse when I was training." That blow would've opened it again had I not been prepared.
"How long have you known the martial arts?" Masaki demanded.
Amber turned to him, green eyes showing irritation. "Since I could walk. And don't be so hostile. If my father saw you acting like this, he'd arrest you." Her declaration startled him into pulling back.
Ari drew Amber aside. "No one has ever beaten Kara before. She's used that to her advantage and lorded it over the entire school. Few people will bother you now."
Green eyes met blue. "You don't have to be frightened of her. Ariana, you have incredible potential."
"I'm only a blue belt." She sounded confused.
"So? You can become an expert if you put your mind to it."
Together they went through a sparring session in which the hidden skills of Ariana came to the surface. The class ended and they entered the locker room to change back into their uniforms.
"Amber, what happened there?!" Her eyes grew wide with worry as she noticed her friend changing the bandage.
She bit her lip. I can't tell her the truth. Not yet. "It's just a cut, you don't have to worry about it. My grandfather minored in nursing when he went to college, so I'm in good hands."