Kiba's bag was mainly filled with clothes which he soon put away in a clean and professional manner. However, he had also brought another large piece of luggage that was rather
curious. A large wooden crate shaped much like a coffin. He hefted this piece inside on his own and stowed it away in a corner of his room with a sheet over it. Everyone was most
curious about him, but for most of the time he was just an average nice guy. Whenever he wasn't trying to fix up outside the house he would help wash, sweep, and scrub floors. He
would even help Shinobu out with her studies from time to time. Everyone seemed to enjoy his company, except for Motoko.
"I'm telling you guys there's something very wrong about him," she would say at breakfast, "it's like he's hiding something."
"Oh you're just worrying too much," Kitsune would reply, "I admit he is a little secretive, but who doesn't prefer to keep their personal life to themselves."
One day, Motoko had had enough and had decided she was going to figure out this mystery man. She found him outside cutting down overgrown bushes with a Kwan Dao (for
those who don't know a Kwan Dao is a Chinese weapon. It's made up of a long staff with a short single edged blade at the end. Shaman King fans know what it is and can shut up
right now lol :-).
"Hey you," she yelled out at him as she pointed her Shisui at him, "I'm on to you. Now, spill it. Tell me everything about you right now, or I'll have to use force!"
He turned toward her and hefted his weapon over his shoulder.
He smiled curtly and responded, "Well my names Kiba, I'm 18 years old, I'm actually from America and Kiba is more of a nickname really, ha ha. I like reading and eating
ramen…………"
"Shut up!" she shouted, "You're not telling me what I want to know! I guess I have no choice but to cut you down to size. Prepare yourself!"
Kiba's smile suddenly changed to a serious look.
"Alright," he replied as he tightened his grip.
"Split Rock Maneuver!" shouted Motoko as she came at Kiba with her sword.
Motoko, who had trained with a sword for almost all her life, was quite fast. However, the opponent she now faced had an incredible, almost inhuman swiftness to him. Before
Motoko could even bring down her sword, Kiba had brought around the blunt end of his weapon and gave a quick jab with it to her stomach. Motoko gasped for air and fell over
unconscious………..
To be continued………in pt.3
