Fight for Love!
16th Fight: SideKick
"What if... what if I say that you're not wrong? And what if I really did not like that idea of you bringing up some other guy's name in front of my face?"
I stood there, feeling very stunned. His words felt so familiar. Had I heard something like this before? I took a step backwards and held my breath. I could feel how rapidly my heart was beating when I saw him looking down at me with a sad face. Why was he upset? Had I said something wrong about Natsume?
Suddenly, he covered his mouth and started laughing. I gaped.
"Wha... What is it?" I asked in astonishment.
"It is another two of my lines from the script. How were my expressions? I think it should be fine since you looked quite horrified after hearing those lines," he said and chuckled.
"So... it's acting," I mumbled to myself and looked down in disappointment.
Wait! Why was I disappointed?
I shook my head vigorously. No, I should not be like that! What was there to be disappointed with those lines? It was just acting...
Ouch! Did my heart just ache upon thinking about that word 'acting'? What was wrong with me?
"Hey, I will get going first. See you tomorrow," Ruka said with a smile and walked away, leaving me behind next to a tree.
I scratched my head and shrugged. Perhaps, I was tired. That was why I had such weird and unsettling feelings. However, I was sure that I did sleep early and well the night before.
Unfortunately, things got worse and hectic when I went to Misaki's mansion to give Shizune my report on Tsubasa. After receiving some praises for my hard work, I was immediately forced into Taekwondo training. It was not like I wanted to do it, but Serina wanted me to have at least some basic knowledge on that art and also wanted me to obtain a camouflage belt as soon as possible.
There was one word to describe her training- crazy.
"What the hell are you doing, rigid pig? Are you trying to mimic the monkey god?" Serina yelled and kicked my butt hard. "And what is this? I don't remember teaching you how to do a split! Back from the start, idiot monkey goddess!"
I arched my aching back and groaned, "I need a break!"
"Break? Go and die, you lazy gorilla! You won't go home unless you know how to kick sideways!"
"Oba-chan, chill! You can't forced a rookie to know everything within a day," Misaki interjected with a laugh. "Besides, aren't you a little too harsh on her too?"
"Harsh? Me?" Serina growled and pulled Misaki's collar. "Do you know when the competition is coming? In order to spy perfectly, this girl needs to know the fundamentals. Furthermore, I need to raise her self-defense so that she can protect herself when there are troubles if she were to spy on other Taekwondo clubs and organisations."
"You mean, there will be troubles?" I sounded very astonished, but I really was in fact.
"Shut up," Serina snapped at me and looked Misaki again. "You, Misaki Haruna, go and practise your skills now."
"I am currently taking a rest now," Misaki retorted rudely with a frown. "Oba-chan."
"That's it!" Serina screamed as she suddenly grabbed Misaki's arm and twisted it without much effort.
However, being a sharp person, Misaki grabbed the back of Serina's neck and pushed her downwards. I was stoning there right on the same spot and gawking at the scene right before my eyes. Oh dear! Why were they fighting?
"Mikan, look at me!" Misaki shouted and turned Serina around when she had finally let go of her arm.
I saw how Misaki was about to flip the older woman over her shoulders but the older woman was persistent. Instead, she did a low sidekick on Misaki's knee and Misaki wobbled slightly. Taking this opening as her chance, Serina clenched her fist and prepared a blow on the side of Misaki's head.
"Sidekick!" Misaki yelled and kicked sideways, kicking away Serina's fist.
"Front kick!" she yelled again and tried to kick Serina's jaw but Serina dodged.
Just then, Serina caught hold of Misaki's outstretched leg and smirked. Misaki was horrified and tried to balance on one leg.
"Who's the oba-chan here?"
I knew it. Serina started the fight because of her sensitivity towards that word. Misaki should have kept certain words to herself instead, though it was meant as a joke, I perceived.
"You... Ow... ow... ouch!" Misaki cried out and hopped backwards as Serina pushed her leg inward and bent her knee.
I tried to hold back my laughter when I saw Serina kept pushing her leg inward while Misaki continued to hop backwards. And finally, Misaki tripped backwards and fell on her back with a loud thud. Serina let go of her feet and smugged.
"I won again," Serina said. "Now, can you see why you need to practise your skills? You are turning rusty."
"You are just too strong for goodness sake!" Misaki crossed her arms and sulked on the floor.
Serina dusted her shirt and muttered, "And you're just too weak for his sake."
Misaki's eyes widened for a second and softened. "I... I don't care... but I will definitely win this competition and bring recognition to Special Club."
Misaki stood up and walked to the side of the room where the rest of the girls had gathered for a break. She was back to her normal self when she put on a cheery look and began to push the others to carry on polishing their skills. As I stared at them, Serina stood next to me and handed me a water bottle.
"I think Misaki wanted to show you how she does a sidekick," she spoke with such gentleness, unlike the tone she had used earlier. "That was why she wanted to start a fight with me. Taekwondo is not all about fighting, but also sensing the mutual connections with your opponents and your teammates. In short, you have to be sharp, sensitive, fast and focus."
"I'm not that sharp..."
"Enough talking," she interjected and crossed her arms. "Now, do your sidekicks fifty times. Any mistakes will not be counted! Now, one! Two! Three! Four..."
I sighed and continued my training. Frankly, I was tired. But what could I do? I was a spy and I had to be knowledgeable about Taekwondo or else, I would never spy well. According to Shizune, I had to spy on another person who happened to be from another school. That person was said to be better than Tsubasa despite his looks. Since I had never seen him before, I had to find out on my own during my research. Seriously, Shizune should at least show me how that person looked like.
I returned home much later than I had expected. Mum had already prepared dinner whereas Dad was not back home yet. I greeted Mum as usual but I was greeted back with a soft humming sound. That was weird. Mum would always greet me energetically despite how tired she was. Did she happen to got into a fight with Dad? Oh dear...
"I'm in trouble, honey. How am I going to answer him?" She sighed.
I looked at her worriedly and asked, "What happened?"
"His belt... I forgot to pass it to him yesterday and... and... it... has been torn..."
My eyes widened. Was she mentioning about Natsume?
"His black belt... is torn?" I wanted to confirm her shocking words again.
If it was really torn, I could just hang myself in my bedroom. I could not imagine myself facing Natsume with a torn belt!
"I'm sorry," Mum mumbled and picked up the torn black belt which was lying on the couch. "I did not know about it until this morning."
For the love of Natsume, I would definitely hang myself right then. Without thinking, I snatched the belt and ran away into my parent's bedroom.
"Mikan, what are you doing to Nekome's belt?"
"I'm going to sew it back, of course! Where is your sewing kit? Is it in the drawer?"
"Eh? It's no use... it will be still obvious that it has been torn."
Ignoring my mother's pessimistic comment, I was determined to fix his belt no matter what. I opened the drawer, took out a sewing kit and immediately started sewing it. Honestly, I hoped it would turn out right...
... because I did not know how to sew. Not at all.
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Snatching his belt away, he let out a deep sigh and said in a low and harsh voice, "Then, you shouldn't be wasting your time in sewing this useless thing. Just throw it away and I will get a new one."
After he said that, he turned around and walked away. Was I imagining things? It seemed like Natsume was hating me ever since he had come over to my house. I knew it. He was still angry about the nickname. But it was a joke, just like the ones he always used to tease me with. Well, I did not know that he was that sensitive.
"Haha! Yukihira-san, I could see that you're being rejected," a familiar voice call out to me in a mocking manner.
I turned around and spotted Luna and her gang of three other girls snickering at me. Seeing them made my stomach churn in fear. It had been so long since I had last seen them at that time when I was beaten into a pulp by Luna. Ah... bad memories.
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