Disclaimer: Hotshot14, TJ and Rikumon do not own Shaman King and its respective characters
Claimer: Ariadne and Kara belong to Hotshot14, Kaze and Naito are property of TJ and Rikumon
TJ: We're back folks, sorry for the delay you know how we authors can get at times.
Hotshot: At least your conscious now
Rikumon: It depends on how you look at it Hotshot
TJ: Hush up Riku-san
Hotshot: I gotta ask, how come you guys get along when its just us talking yet in all the authors notes and reviews you've two been together you always seem to fight?
TJ and Rikumon*Blinks*Good question o.o
Hotshot: Oh brother...
Rikumon: Come on you two, I think the fans have been waiting long enough (Though few it seems right now)*BAM*OUCH!
TJ: Well ya heard the fox..Shot-chan...
Hotshot: TJ...
Hotshot and TJ: ON WITH THE FIC!
Dragons and Demons
By
Hotshot14
TJ and Rikumon
"Come on you lazy bum! Move it, hut two three four!"
"Waaah, I was having a nice dream too. I found the worlds hugest pineapple and was gonna make the worlds hugest Hawaiian drink."
"Get moving Kaze."
"Aww but Ariadne.."
It was early morning once again in the peaceful town. And the currently whining battle of laziness and training was meeting the dew of morning. The sky blue haired boy was currently being dragged along by his newly self appointed Shaman mentor at a brisk pace. And sadly as he was known to be, Kaze was trying to fight his way out of going through the rigorous training plan of the far more fit and experienced Shaman girl. "But Ariadne I just integrated not too long ago. Im too pooped to work out so much like you. Your used to it."
Chuckling shaking her highlighted head she gave the lazy headband wearing boy a glance from the corners of her eyes slightly. "Don't give me that 'spirit of the wind'. The integration was for a few minutes not even ten. And that was two days ago. And besides Im the one wearing the weights not you. That and Im taking it easy, were barely even walking so get the lead out."
In a muffled groan of exhaustion, Kaze came with a quick "Awww but the leads to heavy to let out.."he simply grumbled on weakly as Ariadne dragged him along to the cemetery where they first meet. It was their official check point for their routine. The colored clouds gave the collection of graves a welcoming look as the two Shaman teens closed in. The plan would be they would stay there for a few minutes to check things out with the spirits and give Kaze a breather. As they walked about watching the once living beings go about chatting peacefully with one another, giving a friendly welcome and such to the duo. The streaked haired girl busied herself with the spirit of the little girl whose gave stone was destroyed the day she meet Kaze, she was just asking about politely trying to be friendly. However when she looked up she realized something was very wrong with the picture. She was the only living soul there.
"...KAZE!!!"
What had happen wasn't too surprising, the teen boy had saw something somewhat interesting and followed ignoring his training for the day. He was currently walking down the street not far from the cemetery following a stray butterfly. "Right now in another part of the world your casing typhoons little fella." he chuckled as the small bug flew off from sight leaving the boy to wonder freely once again. He smiled lightly passing by several stores open up, their owners giving him a friendly greeting every now and then. "Food, food where is the food?"
"Must you think with your belly so much?" the misty form of his Spirit partner quipped as he became a define shape once more. He floated about next to his newly realized Shaman friend seeming to look about. Or as much as anyone's guess seeing that you couldn't get a natural facial expression from him. "Why do you stay to tolerate that girls training when you have no real need of it?"
The boy chuckled heartily rolling his head to the side looking up to his ghastly friend smiling "Come on bro, she's like me. I haven't had a place to actually say I can belong too....its hard to explain...but you know what I mean? I just want to learn more about who and what I am." he said in full honesty, with a hint of his normally hidden wisdom playing in his voice. A rare thing to many beings, save for the Shinobi himself had seen on occasion. "Now why not tell me why you don't like Kara?" He pressed on getting a eyeless glance from his partner. Kaze turned the corner ignoring the other teens who were obviously heading to school, some giving him looks as he spoke thinking him to be a nutcase. But he paid no mind to them.
Naito turned away, glancing fully towards the ground in deep thought as he and his partner made their way about the town aimlessly. He knew it would be pointless to try and lie, he had seen the teen at his best times of intuitions. He normally appeared to be bubble headed, lazy, out of shape, and just plain naive. But his travels had given the boy a deep insight to people, and the skills he picked up from the dead had strengthen his mind considerably, it should be no surprise he saw through the Shinobi he who had befriended him. "It is...a long story."
The sky haired boy folded his arms behind his geared head as he made the corner looking upwards paying no heed to his direction. "Well its just me and you for today bro, so I got OOF!" however he should have been watching where he was heading, because he had tripped on something. Though when he rubbed his head lightly checking he realized it wasn't a something, it was a someone. "Oops, sorry man. Didn't see you there...whoa! Your small!" he shot the last bit out so fast that there was no time to actually sound apologetic.
The boy didn't feel so good after that. His body was incredibly small for his age though, his dark blond hair cut in the tended bowl cut style. His eyes were probably the quarter size of his massive oval head. And he was carrying a book the size of his body, he barely came up to Kaze's knee, which easily showed the size of both him and the book. "HEY! WHO YOU CALLING SMALL!"
Chuckling Kaze rubbed his head helping the little teen up bowing politely "Sorry bout that, I think before I speak. Problem is I don't think really. I didn't mean ta insult ya man." He glanced over the smaller boys head to his partner who was observing several other teens across the street by a martial arts Dojo, and it too got his attention. "Er listen gotta go man. See ya around." he said quickly before they could exchange formalities. Naito instinctively floating next to his Shaman partner as they made their way. Although he glanced over his shoulder seeing the surprised gaze the smaller boy gave him.
"....Hmm.."
Kaze scratched his neck half consciously as he looked to the posted that had been left on the Dojo's window reading it aloud. "Hey Naito, listen to this bro. 'Kage school of martial arts and former Ninjetsu style tournament. All fighters are welcome to come and join in the battles. First place wins the schools sacred treasure. The weapons of a former high class Shinobi, completely reforge and kept in best conditions.' hey this sounds pretty cool don't you think bro?" he said rather quickly turning to see his partner gaze into the window. The air about the ex-shinobi seemed a somewhat dark glee about his spiritual frame. His arms folding neatly across his chest as his right hand cradled his chin rubbing it slowly in thought. "I like the way it sounds myself....however..."
Kaze grinned knowingly as he nodded removing his backpack wrapping the extra length of the chains about it to hold it shut. "You don't just want to see it, am I right?"
A devilish chuckle escaped Naito's hidden lips as he looked down from his shadowed eyes to the shaman boy "You know me too well." He continued to chuckle along with his living partner as they went into the building looking about. Numerous weapons of different class and form clung to the walls, each one kept in a perfect state of condition as thought they where only just placed. Several mats lined up neatly against one another even thought at the moment several people already practicing kicks and punches relentlessly, each one giving a stair of intensity as the blue haired boy passed them by. "Many of these warriors where trained in the Kage style."
The statement caught the newly awakened shamans attention. He glanced over his shoulder seeing several older men moving in a fluid grace, in the same matter that he and his integrated Spirit had done the other day. His brows nit together curiously as he looked back to his partner whispering "You where a member of this Dojo's original Shinobi Clan?"
"...yes..great Buddha..." The Spirit said breathlessly as he looked up, lined up perfectly in a case were six shuriken daggers. Their newly fixed edges glistened in the indoor light while between each side were the symbols of darkness and light, and a second case sat next to the other peacefully. Inside this one was an iron chain with small tear shaped weights with the Japanese symbol of Shadow etched into each edge. The cases had a golden plaque on each with the inscriptions 'Yuumei Shuriken. Favored weapons of the Ninja Kage Clans last and best Shinobi. Where stolen after his death in the legendary Broken Dawn Battle.'
'Kage Kusari-Fundo. Primary weapon to the Kage Clans last Shinobi. Has been the Symbol of Kage style's strength and skills for centuries.'
Kaze blinked looking at the weapons with mild interest, which was easily overshadowed by Naito's interests in them. He gave a small nod of impression before looking over to his Spirit again taken aback by his partners reaction. "Hey bro, quite staring man. Its like you've seen a ghost. Haha, get it?.....Natio?" The sky haired teen continued to press on, thought to no real avail. His spirit continued to float mindlessly staring at the weapons as someone came over silently standing next to the teen.
"Hehe, beautiful aren't they?" an elder voice chuckled causing the shaman to jump in surprise right through the dead shinobi finally breaking him from his trance. Standing there was a short elder man, his bald head nearly hairless save for several small strands of silver hair. He was dressed in lose fitting purple clothing, preferably for martial arts fighters, ending in wooden sandals letting his wrinkly feet free to view. "Oh sorry about that young man, these old bones of mine keep me from moving too much so I forget how silent I can be."
Kaze nodded feeling his racing heart rate calm down slowly. Taking a deep breath or so, the teen shaman bowed in respect to the elder man speaking in a slightly gasping voice "Its ok, I just wish my heart didn't try going for jumping jacks in my throat is all." he grinned sheepishly for a moment but chuckled full heartedly seeing the older man laugh friendly as well. "Ya, er Im Kaze...you don't happen to be the master of this Dojo would you?"
The elder man shook his head still laughing as he looked to the teen, a glint of a longing emotion flashed in his eyes a moment. "Oh no my boy, not anymore to say the least. Ooooh I haven't actually taught a move in some time now....I have just given the duty of the Dojo to an old pupal of mine...sadly." he shook his reflective head slowly turning back to the weapons with a pained look flowing over his features. The very mood seem to breath about him as he looked at the ancient tools of battle.
Kaze's magenta eyes narrowed in confusion as he watched the old master, they glanced back to the shadowed face of his Spirit partner who nodded speaking out what had kept him so speechless before. "Those..were my weapons when I was alive...I was the last member of the Kage Clan, my last wish was that my weapons where to be kept in the hands of only those trained in the arts of my clan....The new master must not hold true respect for the art if my prized weapons are now no more then gifts for a winner of this battle...Kaze...I have never asked you of anything...but I must now..."
However the young shaman nodded holding up hand whispering to keep the conversation secret between the two. "You don't need to, we'll make sure those weapons stay here bro! I promise you that...think your up to it?" he grinned seeing his partner crack his spiritual knuckles in reply. "Then lets sign up for this tournament!"
As the duo prepared themselves for the fights, the other Shaman team was busying themselves searching for their new friends. "KAZE!? KAZE!?...Where could he be? Esh, I know he's lazy and all that but to simply run off from training? How could he?" Ariadne pondered scratching the side of her bandana with slight irritation at what had transpired not too long ago. She glanced up to the armored form of her Spirit who was looking this way and that, trying to get a fix on Kaze and his own partner. "See anything Kara?"
Shaking her head solemnly, the apparition floated down slowly with her arms folded neatly across her chest sighing "Sorry Ariadne, no luck so fare. Not a sign of either of those two." She let out another sigh rubbing the base of her far head, or rather where it was under her helmets armor that is. The spirit's green eyes looked about again, before glancing at the somewhat worried expression etched upon her living friends face before letting a small smile creep out herself. "Oh don't worry about it Ariadne, I bet Kaze and Naito are just fine."
"Kara, there are rumors about other Shaman's in this area. If its true, what if it's a Shaman like the one who tried to claim you six years ago?" the platinum streaked haired girl quipped looking quite possibly more worried. She felt responsible to help the newly realized shaman with his training and teachings, and she hadn't warned him about the dangers certain Shamans posed. Or even about the Shaman Fight.
Kara looked thoughtful for a moment, leaving her living friend in silence for the time. Finally she glanced up, a smile spreading slowly across her face as she spoke "True, but any normal shaman would have to be nuts if they think Naito will simply roll over for them. Heck they'd have to have nerves like a rock just to look at him without running for the hills frightened. Kaze's immune to him cause he's just too lazy to be afraid." She let the air hang for a moment as her Shaman partner stared, finally both of the girls were laughing up quit a bit at the statement feeling that much more eased.
Fighting back several more giggles, the bandana equipt girl looked up smiling heartily to her partner in gratitude. "Thanks Kara, I needed that. And your right, Naito alone seems capable of taking care of Kaze....speaking of which...that's rather odd, since when can an average spirit like himself make contact with the physical world?" she pondered as they went on searching for their friends. Ariadne raced through her mind looking over all the lessons she was given of the different kinds of Spirits, the only kinds that were even close enough to make contact with the living world were Phantom style Spirits. Powered by dark emotions and tend to be hazardous to the living, in fact most of them were the cause of countless numbers of accidents in the past. "...Didn't Kaze mention something about Naito nearly killing him once?"
Kara looked down nodding slightly rubbing her nonexistent chin, she glanced to the sky thinking of the fixated spirit herself. He was rather odd, a real enigma, even by dead standards. Although she saw him very few times, anytime they got a chance to speak he would phase into his partners headband without a word. Like he was avoiding her. "Well he is a strange spirit...very strange indeed....Has Kaze mentioned anything about why he's so antisocial?"
"Just that he was like that all the time really." she replied quickly, however her attention was diverted quickly as something gently bumped into her leg causing her to freeze in her tracks looking down. Her eyes scanned the area quickly looking for the items origin but found not a single person there, shrugging she knelt down picking up the small toy ball turning it over before blinking in confusion, there was a note on it. Ariadne looked up again for whoever may own the toy before reading the note aloud to both herself and her partner. " 'Ariadne Jun, this is a warning for when we meet again. I will take that Spirit and claim her as my own, and if you fight back you wont win this time. And that little boyfriend of yours too, your Spirits will add greatly to my arsenal.'.....oh now....Kara! We have to find Kaze and Naito right.."
"Now?" a voice said from behind the duo, which caused them both to jump...well the Shaman since Kara didn't actually walk on the ground. The headband equipt boy blinked slightly looking to the Spirit and her partner in an innocent confusion, rubbing his head quickly he shrugged it off. He looked worn out and somewhat messed up, his hair was even more mussier then usual, his cloths rather damp and a few cuts and a bruise etched upon his face. The sight of him like this sent a chill down Ariadne's spine, before he said anything else the female Shaman ran her hands over his headgear causing him to jump back. "Ouch, watch where your groping Ariadne. I just had..yawwwn...A rough fight....well a couple."
"Kaze...Where is Naito? What happend to you???" Kara questioned looking around to check for anyone, so far the streets in view were still deserted and its eerie atmosphere didn't help ease her nerves one bit.
"Huh? Oh he's here in our headband as usual. Why, what's up?" he continued looking to the two girls in slight confusion. He watched as Ariadne's emotional features change faster then a disguise artists looks, from panic, relief to a mix of anger that was aimed directly for him. Before he could let out a yelp, the experienced Shaman had her fingers clamped tightly around his ears dragging the sky rooted boy down the streets in a hurry. "OUCH! ARIADNE! UNCLE! I GIVE! OUCH!!!!" whimpered somewhat childishly as he hopped down next to her, trying to keep up and keep the metal clanking of his bag down to a minimum.
Ariadne ignored him skimming the streets searching for anyone suspicious. Nothing out of the ordinary however came to view fortunately. Her blood still racing through her quickly as she tried to cool down but to no real avail as she glared back to the novice Shaman causing him to gulp "KAZE! Your not going to go on anymore of these little free days! Im keeping a close eye on you during training and we're gonna triple it from here on it! Got it!?" she snarled letting go of his sore ear gasping for breath as she glared at him some more.
Kaze rubbed his redden ear trying to sooth out the stinging pain in it as he looked into her saphire grey eyes studying them for a few seconds before his own facial features suddenly harden considerably, the sight of it was surprising and it caused Ariadne to stair in shock and even confusion. The headband wearing boy let out a low breath lowing his head somewhat before looking back up in his usual goofy manner chuckling "Ok Ariadne, if ya say so. Your in charge." The statement hung in the air for what felt like forever, the platinum highlighted girl sighed looking at the ground sighing looking for the right words to say something but was cut short. "Its ok, thanks for worrying about me." Kaze chuckled lightly wrapping an arm over the older girls shoulder tugging her forward back to her home.
"...Kaze look, its just...I just found out someone I ran into a while ago is back..." She sighed following the gesture by wrapping her own arm over the novice Shaman's own shoulders.
"Hey I said its ok, sides I deserved it....although lay off my ears will ya?" he chuckled as Ariadne tussled his hair even more nodding a promise to the headband wearing boy.
**To be continued**
TJ: Well ok not as long as the last but I think Im running low on fuel or something
Hotshot: You seriously need to sleep more
Rikumon: And cut down on all the authoring stuff already
TJ/Hotshot: HELL NO!!
Rikumon: O_O;; just a suggestion...
Hotshot: Please R&R?
TJ: Two for one...
Claimer: Ariadne and Kara belong to Hotshot14, Kaze and Naito are property of TJ and Rikumon
TJ: We're back folks, sorry for the delay you know how we authors can get at times.
Hotshot: At least your conscious now
Rikumon: It depends on how you look at it Hotshot
TJ: Hush up Riku-san
Hotshot: I gotta ask, how come you guys get along when its just us talking yet in all the authors notes and reviews you've two been together you always seem to fight?
TJ and Rikumon*Blinks*Good question o.o
Hotshot: Oh brother...
Rikumon: Come on you two, I think the fans have been waiting long enough (Though few it seems right now)*BAM*OUCH!
TJ: Well ya heard the fox..Shot-chan...
Hotshot: TJ...
Hotshot and TJ: ON WITH THE FIC!
Dragons and Demons
By
Hotshot14
TJ and Rikumon
"Come on you lazy bum! Move it, hut two three four!"
"Waaah, I was having a nice dream too. I found the worlds hugest pineapple and was gonna make the worlds hugest Hawaiian drink."
"Get moving Kaze."
"Aww but Ariadne.."
It was early morning once again in the peaceful town. And the currently whining battle of laziness and training was meeting the dew of morning. The sky blue haired boy was currently being dragged along by his newly self appointed Shaman mentor at a brisk pace. And sadly as he was known to be, Kaze was trying to fight his way out of going through the rigorous training plan of the far more fit and experienced Shaman girl. "But Ariadne I just integrated not too long ago. Im too pooped to work out so much like you. Your used to it."
Chuckling shaking her highlighted head she gave the lazy headband wearing boy a glance from the corners of her eyes slightly. "Don't give me that 'spirit of the wind'. The integration was for a few minutes not even ten. And that was two days ago. And besides Im the one wearing the weights not you. That and Im taking it easy, were barely even walking so get the lead out."
In a muffled groan of exhaustion, Kaze came with a quick "Awww but the leads to heavy to let out.."he simply grumbled on weakly as Ariadne dragged him along to the cemetery where they first meet. It was their official check point for their routine. The colored clouds gave the collection of graves a welcoming look as the two Shaman teens closed in. The plan would be they would stay there for a few minutes to check things out with the spirits and give Kaze a breather. As they walked about watching the once living beings go about chatting peacefully with one another, giving a friendly welcome and such to the duo. The streaked haired girl busied herself with the spirit of the little girl whose gave stone was destroyed the day she meet Kaze, she was just asking about politely trying to be friendly. However when she looked up she realized something was very wrong with the picture. She was the only living soul there.
"...KAZE!!!"
What had happen wasn't too surprising, the teen boy had saw something somewhat interesting and followed ignoring his training for the day. He was currently walking down the street not far from the cemetery following a stray butterfly. "Right now in another part of the world your casing typhoons little fella." he chuckled as the small bug flew off from sight leaving the boy to wonder freely once again. He smiled lightly passing by several stores open up, their owners giving him a friendly greeting every now and then. "Food, food where is the food?"
"Must you think with your belly so much?" the misty form of his Spirit partner quipped as he became a define shape once more. He floated about next to his newly realized Shaman friend seeming to look about. Or as much as anyone's guess seeing that you couldn't get a natural facial expression from him. "Why do you stay to tolerate that girls training when you have no real need of it?"
The boy chuckled heartily rolling his head to the side looking up to his ghastly friend smiling "Come on bro, she's like me. I haven't had a place to actually say I can belong too....its hard to explain...but you know what I mean? I just want to learn more about who and what I am." he said in full honesty, with a hint of his normally hidden wisdom playing in his voice. A rare thing to many beings, save for the Shinobi himself had seen on occasion. "Now why not tell me why you don't like Kara?" He pressed on getting a eyeless glance from his partner. Kaze turned the corner ignoring the other teens who were obviously heading to school, some giving him looks as he spoke thinking him to be a nutcase. But he paid no mind to them.
Naito turned away, glancing fully towards the ground in deep thought as he and his partner made their way about the town aimlessly. He knew it would be pointless to try and lie, he had seen the teen at his best times of intuitions. He normally appeared to be bubble headed, lazy, out of shape, and just plain naive. But his travels had given the boy a deep insight to people, and the skills he picked up from the dead had strengthen his mind considerably, it should be no surprise he saw through the Shinobi he who had befriended him. "It is...a long story."
The sky haired boy folded his arms behind his geared head as he made the corner looking upwards paying no heed to his direction. "Well its just me and you for today bro, so I got OOF!" however he should have been watching where he was heading, because he had tripped on something. Though when he rubbed his head lightly checking he realized it wasn't a something, it was a someone. "Oops, sorry man. Didn't see you there...whoa! Your small!" he shot the last bit out so fast that there was no time to actually sound apologetic.
The boy didn't feel so good after that. His body was incredibly small for his age though, his dark blond hair cut in the tended bowl cut style. His eyes were probably the quarter size of his massive oval head. And he was carrying a book the size of his body, he barely came up to Kaze's knee, which easily showed the size of both him and the book. "HEY! WHO YOU CALLING SMALL!"
Chuckling Kaze rubbed his head helping the little teen up bowing politely "Sorry bout that, I think before I speak. Problem is I don't think really. I didn't mean ta insult ya man." He glanced over the smaller boys head to his partner who was observing several other teens across the street by a martial arts Dojo, and it too got his attention. "Er listen gotta go man. See ya around." he said quickly before they could exchange formalities. Naito instinctively floating next to his Shaman partner as they made their way. Although he glanced over his shoulder seeing the surprised gaze the smaller boy gave him.
"....Hmm.."
Kaze scratched his neck half consciously as he looked to the posted that had been left on the Dojo's window reading it aloud. "Hey Naito, listen to this bro. 'Kage school of martial arts and former Ninjetsu style tournament. All fighters are welcome to come and join in the battles. First place wins the schools sacred treasure. The weapons of a former high class Shinobi, completely reforge and kept in best conditions.' hey this sounds pretty cool don't you think bro?" he said rather quickly turning to see his partner gaze into the window. The air about the ex-shinobi seemed a somewhat dark glee about his spiritual frame. His arms folding neatly across his chest as his right hand cradled his chin rubbing it slowly in thought. "I like the way it sounds myself....however..."
Kaze grinned knowingly as he nodded removing his backpack wrapping the extra length of the chains about it to hold it shut. "You don't just want to see it, am I right?"
A devilish chuckle escaped Naito's hidden lips as he looked down from his shadowed eyes to the shaman boy "You know me too well." He continued to chuckle along with his living partner as they went into the building looking about. Numerous weapons of different class and form clung to the walls, each one kept in a perfect state of condition as thought they where only just placed. Several mats lined up neatly against one another even thought at the moment several people already practicing kicks and punches relentlessly, each one giving a stair of intensity as the blue haired boy passed them by. "Many of these warriors where trained in the Kage style."
The statement caught the newly awakened shamans attention. He glanced over his shoulder seeing several older men moving in a fluid grace, in the same matter that he and his integrated Spirit had done the other day. His brows nit together curiously as he looked back to his partner whispering "You where a member of this Dojo's original Shinobi Clan?"
"...yes..great Buddha..." The Spirit said breathlessly as he looked up, lined up perfectly in a case were six shuriken daggers. Their newly fixed edges glistened in the indoor light while between each side were the symbols of darkness and light, and a second case sat next to the other peacefully. Inside this one was an iron chain with small tear shaped weights with the Japanese symbol of Shadow etched into each edge. The cases had a golden plaque on each with the inscriptions 'Yuumei Shuriken. Favored weapons of the Ninja Kage Clans last and best Shinobi. Where stolen after his death in the legendary Broken Dawn Battle.'
'Kage Kusari-Fundo. Primary weapon to the Kage Clans last Shinobi. Has been the Symbol of Kage style's strength and skills for centuries.'
Kaze blinked looking at the weapons with mild interest, which was easily overshadowed by Naito's interests in them. He gave a small nod of impression before looking over to his Spirit again taken aback by his partners reaction. "Hey bro, quite staring man. Its like you've seen a ghost. Haha, get it?.....Natio?" The sky haired teen continued to press on, thought to no real avail. His spirit continued to float mindlessly staring at the weapons as someone came over silently standing next to the teen.
"Hehe, beautiful aren't they?" an elder voice chuckled causing the shaman to jump in surprise right through the dead shinobi finally breaking him from his trance. Standing there was a short elder man, his bald head nearly hairless save for several small strands of silver hair. He was dressed in lose fitting purple clothing, preferably for martial arts fighters, ending in wooden sandals letting his wrinkly feet free to view. "Oh sorry about that young man, these old bones of mine keep me from moving too much so I forget how silent I can be."
Kaze nodded feeling his racing heart rate calm down slowly. Taking a deep breath or so, the teen shaman bowed in respect to the elder man speaking in a slightly gasping voice "Its ok, I just wish my heart didn't try going for jumping jacks in my throat is all." he grinned sheepishly for a moment but chuckled full heartedly seeing the older man laugh friendly as well. "Ya, er Im Kaze...you don't happen to be the master of this Dojo would you?"
The elder man shook his head still laughing as he looked to the teen, a glint of a longing emotion flashed in his eyes a moment. "Oh no my boy, not anymore to say the least. Ooooh I haven't actually taught a move in some time now....I have just given the duty of the Dojo to an old pupal of mine...sadly." he shook his reflective head slowly turning back to the weapons with a pained look flowing over his features. The very mood seem to breath about him as he looked at the ancient tools of battle.
Kaze's magenta eyes narrowed in confusion as he watched the old master, they glanced back to the shadowed face of his Spirit partner who nodded speaking out what had kept him so speechless before. "Those..were my weapons when I was alive...I was the last member of the Kage Clan, my last wish was that my weapons where to be kept in the hands of only those trained in the arts of my clan....The new master must not hold true respect for the art if my prized weapons are now no more then gifts for a winner of this battle...Kaze...I have never asked you of anything...but I must now..."
However the young shaman nodded holding up hand whispering to keep the conversation secret between the two. "You don't need to, we'll make sure those weapons stay here bro! I promise you that...think your up to it?" he grinned seeing his partner crack his spiritual knuckles in reply. "Then lets sign up for this tournament!"
As the duo prepared themselves for the fights, the other Shaman team was busying themselves searching for their new friends. "KAZE!? KAZE!?...Where could he be? Esh, I know he's lazy and all that but to simply run off from training? How could he?" Ariadne pondered scratching the side of her bandana with slight irritation at what had transpired not too long ago. She glanced up to the armored form of her Spirit who was looking this way and that, trying to get a fix on Kaze and his own partner. "See anything Kara?"
Shaking her head solemnly, the apparition floated down slowly with her arms folded neatly across her chest sighing "Sorry Ariadne, no luck so fare. Not a sign of either of those two." She let out another sigh rubbing the base of her far head, or rather where it was under her helmets armor that is. The spirit's green eyes looked about again, before glancing at the somewhat worried expression etched upon her living friends face before letting a small smile creep out herself. "Oh don't worry about it Ariadne, I bet Kaze and Naito are just fine."
"Kara, there are rumors about other Shaman's in this area. If its true, what if it's a Shaman like the one who tried to claim you six years ago?" the platinum streaked haired girl quipped looking quite possibly more worried. She felt responsible to help the newly realized shaman with his training and teachings, and she hadn't warned him about the dangers certain Shamans posed. Or even about the Shaman Fight.
Kara looked thoughtful for a moment, leaving her living friend in silence for the time. Finally she glanced up, a smile spreading slowly across her face as she spoke "True, but any normal shaman would have to be nuts if they think Naito will simply roll over for them. Heck they'd have to have nerves like a rock just to look at him without running for the hills frightened. Kaze's immune to him cause he's just too lazy to be afraid." She let the air hang for a moment as her Shaman partner stared, finally both of the girls were laughing up quit a bit at the statement feeling that much more eased.
Fighting back several more giggles, the bandana equipt girl looked up smiling heartily to her partner in gratitude. "Thanks Kara, I needed that. And your right, Naito alone seems capable of taking care of Kaze....speaking of which...that's rather odd, since when can an average spirit like himself make contact with the physical world?" she pondered as they went on searching for their friends. Ariadne raced through her mind looking over all the lessons she was given of the different kinds of Spirits, the only kinds that were even close enough to make contact with the living world were Phantom style Spirits. Powered by dark emotions and tend to be hazardous to the living, in fact most of them were the cause of countless numbers of accidents in the past. "...Didn't Kaze mention something about Naito nearly killing him once?"
Kara looked down nodding slightly rubbing her nonexistent chin, she glanced to the sky thinking of the fixated spirit herself. He was rather odd, a real enigma, even by dead standards. Although she saw him very few times, anytime they got a chance to speak he would phase into his partners headband without a word. Like he was avoiding her. "Well he is a strange spirit...very strange indeed....Has Kaze mentioned anything about why he's so antisocial?"
"Just that he was like that all the time really." she replied quickly, however her attention was diverted quickly as something gently bumped into her leg causing her to freeze in her tracks looking down. Her eyes scanned the area quickly looking for the items origin but found not a single person there, shrugging she knelt down picking up the small toy ball turning it over before blinking in confusion, there was a note on it. Ariadne looked up again for whoever may own the toy before reading the note aloud to both herself and her partner. " 'Ariadne Jun, this is a warning for when we meet again. I will take that Spirit and claim her as my own, and if you fight back you wont win this time. And that little boyfriend of yours too, your Spirits will add greatly to my arsenal.'.....oh now....Kara! We have to find Kaze and Naito right.."
"Now?" a voice said from behind the duo, which caused them both to jump...well the Shaman since Kara didn't actually walk on the ground. The headband equipt boy blinked slightly looking to the Spirit and her partner in an innocent confusion, rubbing his head quickly he shrugged it off. He looked worn out and somewhat messed up, his hair was even more mussier then usual, his cloths rather damp and a few cuts and a bruise etched upon his face. The sight of him like this sent a chill down Ariadne's spine, before he said anything else the female Shaman ran her hands over his headgear causing him to jump back. "Ouch, watch where your groping Ariadne. I just had..yawwwn...A rough fight....well a couple."
"Kaze...Where is Naito? What happend to you???" Kara questioned looking around to check for anyone, so far the streets in view were still deserted and its eerie atmosphere didn't help ease her nerves one bit.
"Huh? Oh he's here in our headband as usual. Why, what's up?" he continued looking to the two girls in slight confusion. He watched as Ariadne's emotional features change faster then a disguise artists looks, from panic, relief to a mix of anger that was aimed directly for him. Before he could let out a yelp, the experienced Shaman had her fingers clamped tightly around his ears dragging the sky rooted boy down the streets in a hurry. "OUCH! ARIADNE! UNCLE! I GIVE! OUCH!!!!" whimpered somewhat childishly as he hopped down next to her, trying to keep up and keep the metal clanking of his bag down to a minimum.
Ariadne ignored him skimming the streets searching for anyone suspicious. Nothing out of the ordinary however came to view fortunately. Her blood still racing through her quickly as she tried to cool down but to no real avail as she glared back to the novice Shaman causing him to gulp "KAZE! Your not going to go on anymore of these little free days! Im keeping a close eye on you during training and we're gonna triple it from here on it! Got it!?" she snarled letting go of his sore ear gasping for breath as she glared at him some more.
Kaze rubbed his redden ear trying to sooth out the stinging pain in it as he looked into her saphire grey eyes studying them for a few seconds before his own facial features suddenly harden considerably, the sight of it was surprising and it caused Ariadne to stair in shock and even confusion. The headband wearing boy let out a low breath lowing his head somewhat before looking back up in his usual goofy manner chuckling "Ok Ariadne, if ya say so. Your in charge." The statement hung in the air for what felt like forever, the platinum highlighted girl sighed looking at the ground sighing looking for the right words to say something but was cut short. "Its ok, thanks for worrying about me." Kaze chuckled lightly wrapping an arm over the older girls shoulder tugging her forward back to her home.
"...Kaze look, its just...I just found out someone I ran into a while ago is back..." She sighed following the gesture by wrapping her own arm over the novice Shaman's own shoulders.
"Hey I said its ok, sides I deserved it....although lay off my ears will ya?" he chuckled as Ariadne tussled his hair even more nodding a promise to the headband wearing boy.
**To be continued**
TJ: Well ok not as long as the last but I think Im running low on fuel or something
Hotshot: You seriously need to sleep more
Rikumon: And cut down on all the authoring stuff already
TJ/Hotshot: HELL NO!!
Rikumon: O_O;; just a suggestion...
Hotshot: Please R&R?
TJ: Two for one...