Tenchu: Death Comes in Pairs
Made by: FanFictioner-2019
Chapter 5: Sword of Heart
After their exploit into the hot springs, Ayame and Sung went to Ayame's and slept it off (both in separate beds). Morning arose, the sun shining in their faces through a small open window. Sung was the first one to get up. He walked to Ayame's bed and looked at her, then walked out the door quietly into the daylight. About two hours later Ayame awoke and awoke to a missing samurai.
She went outside to check out the morning and heard yelling and cheering. Ayame walked towards the noise and saw Rikimaru and Sung sparring with their katana, clashing into each other, then moving back and doing it again. A quick wing block parried Rikimaru's attack, unfortunately the oncoming attack from the samurai was easily blocked by the ninja. Rikimaru brought his sword up and went for the chin hit; Sung moved his head back and dodged, then used his forward momentum to swing a cut to his fingers. The surrounding crowed cheered in happiness at the thought of a ninja and samurai fighting one another.
Rikimaru's hands naturally dropped the sword and his hand moved back, empty. Sung dropped his on purpose and got into fighting stance, waiting for unarmed combat. The crowd made an 'ooooh' sound, as if thinking Rikimaru's pride had been tested, which it probably had. Rikimaru approached and threw various speedy punches, and just the opposite Sung blocked most. One came up and hit him in the face, and another hit him in the gut.
The situation looked glum. Sung fell back onto his back intentionally then wrapped his right ankle around Rikimaru's right ankle. "What are you--" the question was answered when a swift kick to the knee sent Rikimaru to the ground. Sung kicked back up and awaited Rikimaru, smiling. Rikimaru kicked up as well and threw a front (snap) kick at Sung's chest.
It was grabbed and thrown to the side, knocking Rikimaru off balance. With grace and speed Sung came in and attempted to punch Rikimaru's gut. It was blocked with ease and thrown aside as well. The two stopped and Sung put his hand out, sweating and breathing hard. Rikimaru nodded and shook his hand, and then the two began walking towards Ayame's house. At the approach of the house she stopped them and smirked.
"I saw the fight. Nice job to the both of you." Ayame congratulated.
"Yeah, thanks. Yeah, Rikimaru did a great job at fighting!" Sung praised.
"Ditto. You did as well as I in most every aspect. Nice drop down trick back there Korean." Rikimaru said in his gruff voice.
"So what was that for?" Ayame asked.
"It's our way of getting to know each other. The only way you can actually know each other is by the way they fight." Rikimaru said poetically. Sung nodded and the three went off, Rikimaru and Ayame knowing their destination, Sung not knowing at all. In front of them were a large castle type place, red roofs and a lot of windows and balconies enthralling the exterior. Sung stared in amazement, not having seen one of the master palaces.
"Where are we?" Asked Sung while they walked forward inside the palace.
"This is where Lord Gohda resides. He might test you, and if you pass and he still doesn't like you-well, we'll let you decide that." Rikimaru stated smiling under his mask. The three walked up a few flights of stairs and came into a large room, wooden floors and no rugs. Four windows shed light into the room on each wall (one on each) and a large throne like seat was in front of them with King Gohda sitting on it.
"Who is this you have brought to me?" He asked Ayame and Rikimaru.
"His name is Sung Su Young." Ayame stated as Rikimaru and Ayame got to one knee and bowed.
"Why does he not bow to me?" Lord Gohda asked demandingly.
"He is Korean, sir." Rikimaru grunted. Sung stared at Gohda and made a short bowing gesture out of kindness, then stood straight once again and stared.
"Well now, you're an enemy. Shall I kill you?" Gohda asked, eye brow raised.
"Do as you please. Sick as many men on me as you want." Sung muttered quietly, hand on sword. Lord Gohda snapped his fingers and out appeared six Japanese ninja in black ninja suits. One threw a sickle on a chain link at Sung; Sung dodged and hit it away with his katana, then rushed the ninja. One swipe to the neck shot blood around the area, leaving five more.
Another came from behind with a katana. Sung turned and the two clashed swords once or twice, moving back each time. A stab came at him, so he dodged and pulled the handle of the sword towards himself. With ease he stuck out his sword and allowed the ninja to run right into it, killing him. Blood spattered onto his face, but no mercy was shown.
Two came ninja came at him with bows, firing at long range. As hard as it was Sung dodged most of the arrows, his hair flowing with every graceful movement. One arrow came at him and as he dodged to the right the point flung into his arm. He flinched and threw the katana into the archer who had hit him; the sword going through his stomach. Sung then rolled forward behind the archer and took cover, all of the arrows thumping into the dead corpse.
"Taking cover behind a dead corpse? Ha! You're a coward!" The archer yelled.
"No, I'm thinking smart, unlike you!" Sung yelled back as he kicked the corpse towards the archer. The archer stopped and jumped back, dead corpse almost hitting him. With uncanny speed Sung ran up to the archer and punched his gut, then knife handed his adversary's neck, killing him. He looked at the last two and made a head gesture, taunting them to come at him.
"Don't afraid of him! Kill!" Gohda yelled loudly, trying to rise the spirits of his soldiers.
"Yeah guys, don't be afraid of me. Kill me. After all, I am a Korean." Sung taunted. Ayame looked up and saw the two ninjas take out pikes and begin to attack the samurai. The samurai stepped to the side and grabbed the pike, then pushed it towards the ninja with both hands. This made the ninja hit himself in the chest, stunned. He then took the pike out of the ninja's hands and swung it at his head.
With a small 'wish' sound, the ninja's head plopped to the ground. More blood flew onto Sung's face and gi, making him almost look like Rikimaru or another Azuma. The last one charged full throttle with his pike up into a stabbing position. Sung closed his eyes and stepped to the side, then did a graceful 360 and slashed the ninja in the back of the head. After all the fighting Sung dropped the pike, went over to one of the dead ninja and drew his sword from his body, then sheathed it and bowed.
"You're a worthy Samurai, Korean." Gohda said, observing the mess of men he had made. Rikimaru turned and looked at the blood-ridden samurai; the samurai breathing hard yet no sweat dripping from his forehead. Ayame looked at him as well and smiled warmly.
"Anything else before I leave?" Sung asked, trying to wipe blood off of his face.
"I've heard of your exploits with Ayame and Rikimaru . . .especially Ayame."
"Don't think too much of it. She's a nice friend, and the only actual female I've really cared to think about." He replied.
"So you've been thinking about her? Is that why you saved her from an enemy invading her household?"
"I did that because I am a wandering samurai. Seeing as I take orders from no one, I decide to help those in need of it. If Rikimaru told you any of this I will personally slit his throat--"
"That won't be necessary. I'm just wondering about your relationship with her, that's all."
"There really is no need to worry about a 'relationship'. We're really good friends, that's all!" Ayame interrupted smiling.
"I will be waiting to see more of you tomorrow. You may leave, all of you." Lord Gohda commanded, making pushing movements with his hands. Rikimaru and Ayame stood up and bowed, then walked away with the samurai, stepping over dead bodies along the way out. After waking down the flights of stairs they had once walked up, they got out of the building calmly.
"That was great!" Ayame exclaimed excitedly.
"Six ninjas, and you killed each one with ease. I'm almost impressed." Rikimaru said.
"Thanks." Replied Sung.
"Sung, I was going to wait but-oh well." Ayame turned him to her and kissed him passionately, then walked to her hut smiling.
"And that was for . . .?"
"I'm just her partner. She has a sharp tongue though, doesn't she?" Rikimaru asked. Sung stared for a while. "I mean when she speaks you idiot."
"Yeah." Sung replied, touching his lips.
"And you have a sword of heart." Rikimaru left with the statement and left Sung, Gohda looking out on one of his balconies, already seeing the events that had occurred . . .
Made by: FanFictioner-2019
Chapter 5: Sword of Heart
After their exploit into the hot springs, Ayame and Sung went to Ayame's and slept it off (both in separate beds). Morning arose, the sun shining in their faces through a small open window. Sung was the first one to get up. He walked to Ayame's bed and looked at her, then walked out the door quietly into the daylight. About two hours later Ayame awoke and awoke to a missing samurai.
She went outside to check out the morning and heard yelling and cheering. Ayame walked towards the noise and saw Rikimaru and Sung sparring with their katana, clashing into each other, then moving back and doing it again. A quick wing block parried Rikimaru's attack, unfortunately the oncoming attack from the samurai was easily blocked by the ninja. Rikimaru brought his sword up and went for the chin hit; Sung moved his head back and dodged, then used his forward momentum to swing a cut to his fingers. The surrounding crowed cheered in happiness at the thought of a ninja and samurai fighting one another.
Rikimaru's hands naturally dropped the sword and his hand moved back, empty. Sung dropped his on purpose and got into fighting stance, waiting for unarmed combat. The crowd made an 'ooooh' sound, as if thinking Rikimaru's pride had been tested, which it probably had. Rikimaru approached and threw various speedy punches, and just the opposite Sung blocked most. One came up and hit him in the face, and another hit him in the gut.
The situation looked glum. Sung fell back onto his back intentionally then wrapped his right ankle around Rikimaru's right ankle. "What are you--" the question was answered when a swift kick to the knee sent Rikimaru to the ground. Sung kicked back up and awaited Rikimaru, smiling. Rikimaru kicked up as well and threw a front (snap) kick at Sung's chest.
It was grabbed and thrown to the side, knocking Rikimaru off balance. With grace and speed Sung came in and attempted to punch Rikimaru's gut. It was blocked with ease and thrown aside as well. The two stopped and Sung put his hand out, sweating and breathing hard. Rikimaru nodded and shook his hand, and then the two began walking towards Ayame's house. At the approach of the house she stopped them and smirked.
"I saw the fight. Nice job to the both of you." Ayame congratulated.
"Yeah, thanks. Yeah, Rikimaru did a great job at fighting!" Sung praised.
"Ditto. You did as well as I in most every aspect. Nice drop down trick back there Korean." Rikimaru said in his gruff voice.
"So what was that for?" Ayame asked.
"It's our way of getting to know each other. The only way you can actually know each other is by the way they fight." Rikimaru said poetically. Sung nodded and the three went off, Rikimaru and Ayame knowing their destination, Sung not knowing at all. In front of them were a large castle type place, red roofs and a lot of windows and balconies enthralling the exterior. Sung stared in amazement, not having seen one of the master palaces.
"Where are we?" Asked Sung while they walked forward inside the palace.
"This is where Lord Gohda resides. He might test you, and if you pass and he still doesn't like you-well, we'll let you decide that." Rikimaru stated smiling under his mask. The three walked up a few flights of stairs and came into a large room, wooden floors and no rugs. Four windows shed light into the room on each wall (one on each) and a large throne like seat was in front of them with King Gohda sitting on it.
"Who is this you have brought to me?" He asked Ayame and Rikimaru.
"His name is Sung Su Young." Ayame stated as Rikimaru and Ayame got to one knee and bowed.
"Why does he not bow to me?" Lord Gohda asked demandingly.
"He is Korean, sir." Rikimaru grunted. Sung stared at Gohda and made a short bowing gesture out of kindness, then stood straight once again and stared.
"Well now, you're an enemy. Shall I kill you?" Gohda asked, eye brow raised.
"Do as you please. Sick as many men on me as you want." Sung muttered quietly, hand on sword. Lord Gohda snapped his fingers and out appeared six Japanese ninja in black ninja suits. One threw a sickle on a chain link at Sung; Sung dodged and hit it away with his katana, then rushed the ninja. One swipe to the neck shot blood around the area, leaving five more.
Another came from behind with a katana. Sung turned and the two clashed swords once or twice, moving back each time. A stab came at him, so he dodged and pulled the handle of the sword towards himself. With ease he stuck out his sword and allowed the ninja to run right into it, killing him. Blood spattered onto his face, but no mercy was shown.
Two came ninja came at him with bows, firing at long range. As hard as it was Sung dodged most of the arrows, his hair flowing with every graceful movement. One arrow came at him and as he dodged to the right the point flung into his arm. He flinched and threw the katana into the archer who had hit him; the sword going through his stomach. Sung then rolled forward behind the archer and took cover, all of the arrows thumping into the dead corpse.
"Taking cover behind a dead corpse? Ha! You're a coward!" The archer yelled.
"No, I'm thinking smart, unlike you!" Sung yelled back as he kicked the corpse towards the archer. The archer stopped and jumped back, dead corpse almost hitting him. With uncanny speed Sung ran up to the archer and punched his gut, then knife handed his adversary's neck, killing him. He looked at the last two and made a head gesture, taunting them to come at him.
"Don't afraid of him! Kill!" Gohda yelled loudly, trying to rise the spirits of his soldiers.
"Yeah guys, don't be afraid of me. Kill me. After all, I am a Korean." Sung taunted. Ayame looked up and saw the two ninjas take out pikes and begin to attack the samurai. The samurai stepped to the side and grabbed the pike, then pushed it towards the ninja with both hands. This made the ninja hit himself in the chest, stunned. He then took the pike out of the ninja's hands and swung it at his head.
With a small 'wish' sound, the ninja's head plopped to the ground. More blood flew onto Sung's face and gi, making him almost look like Rikimaru or another Azuma. The last one charged full throttle with his pike up into a stabbing position. Sung closed his eyes and stepped to the side, then did a graceful 360 and slashed the ninja in the back of the head. After all the fighting Sung dropped the pike, went over to one of the dead ninja and drew his sword from his body, then sheathed it and bowed.
"You're a worthy Samurai, Korean." Gohda said, observing the mess of men he had made. Rikimaru turned and looked at the blood-ridden samurai; the samurai breathing hard yet no sweat dripping from his forehead. Ayame looked at him as well and smiled warmly.
"Anything else before I leave?" Sung asked, trying to wipe blood off of his face.
"I've heard of your exploits with Ayame and Rikimaru . . .especially Ayame."
"Don't think too much of it. She's a nice friend, and the only actual female I've really cared to think about." He replied.
"So you've been thinking about her? Is that why you saved her from an enemy invading her household?"
"I did that because I am a wandering samurai. Seeing as I take orders from no one, I decide to help those in need of it. If Rikimaru told you any of this I will personally slit his throat--"
"That won't be necessary. I'm just wondering about your relationship with her, that's all."
"There really is no need to worry about a 'relationship'. We're really good friends, that's all!" Ayame interrupted smiling.
"I will be waiting to see more of you tomorrow. You may leave, all of you." Lord Gohda commanded, making pushing movements with his hands. Rikimaru and Ayame stood up and bowed, then walked away with the samurai, stepping over dead bodies along the way out. After waking down the flights of stairs they had once walked up, they got out of the building calmly.
"That was great!" Ayame exclaimed excitedly.
"Six ninjas, and you killed each one with ease. I'm almost impressed." Rikimaru said.
"Thanks." Replied Sung.
"Sung, I was going to wait but-oh well." Ayame turned him to her and kissed him passionately, then walked to her hut smiling.
"And that was for . . .?"
"I'm just her partner. She has a sharp tongue though, doesn't she?" Rikimaru asked. Sung stared for a while. "I mean when she speaks you idiot."
"Yeah." Sung replied, touching his lips.
"And you have a sword of heart." Rikimaru left with the statement and left Sung, Gohda looking out on one of his balconies, already seeing the events that had occurred . . .