The Four Gods: Dragon Heir
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Japanese Words
"AH! Almost there! Almost there!"
I yelled at myself as I climbed up the numerous stone steps to the Kiyomizu temple.
My legs were cramping form my non stop running, but I had to get to the temple or I'll-
"Ahh!"
I yelled as I was blown away by a very strong gust of wind, I tried to hold my skirt down as the wind blew but a scaly tail wrapped around my waist, plucking me up from the stone steps before I could even start falling.
"Nay!"
I looked to my left to see silted golden eyes of my pet, Hazumi.
"Nay?"
She asked me, even thought she really didn't speak Human Japanese.
"Ah! Hazumi! Quick, take me to the temple!"
"Nay."
She nodded her head before placing me carefully on her back and taking to the sky.
Now you must be wondering 'How is she flying? Is it some kind of magic?'. First off, it's Hazumi who's doing the flying, not me; I don't have any magic powers... well not for flying any way.
She has light blue scales that look sliver when the light shines on them, gold main and tail, as well as ivory white claws and teeth, she looks like my tattoo. She's about half the length and size of a Tokyo bullet train. She's still young so she's not as big as her father, whom can wrap around the base of Mt. Fuji twice.
Oh! Wait. You don't even know what she is, sorry.
Hazumi is a Dragon.
...
Really! She is!
My family has had contact with dragons for centuries, and we are some of the few who they appear to let alone know of their existence. Science knows nothing about ADULT dragons; the Seahorse is just a baby dragon. They have to live with proper care for over 50 years till they start to grow into adults.
Second, is to introduce my self to you.
My name is Azure Ryuujin. I was born April 5; I am 17 years old, and a Sr. at Kaiyou High School.
I have shoulder length black hair, and blue green eyes that shift shades from time to time. I stand at about 5'2, and I'm not going to tell you how much I weigh.
I am an only child and heir to the Ryuujin family, so I will one day inherit Dragon Airlines and Plane Manufactory.
I live with my father in the Kiyomizu temple, way out in the country away from the city and surrounded by trees, a river, hot springs, and mountains.
I like to run, because it feels like I'm flying, spring, flowers, tea, and Martial arts. I dislike Cleaning Hazumi's scales; you have no idea how hard it is to get her scales so shiny, the cold, and flashing lights.
The uniform that I'm wearing has a short dark green skirt that doesn't even reach half way past my thighs, a white short sleeved button up shirt that I didn't bother to close since I was wearing a light green tank top underneath, and a pair of black sneakers with white socks.
I'm sitting on my but on Hazumi's back as we neared the top of the mountain of stone steps I was climbing.
I could see the temple where the Ryuujin clan meets every so often, like now.
Hazumi flew over the last steps I slipped off her back as she still moved forward.
I landed on my feet as she flew on towards the temple at a fast speed. She wouldn't crash into it or be seen by outsiders.
Brushing off the imaginary dust and dragon dust from my skirt I quickly but quietly made my way to the temple.
I would be in sooo much trouble for being late to the meeting.
"Azure Ryuujin!"
Uhh! Ohh!
I froze on the spot as a deep masculine voice called out to me.
The sliding, paper doors of the temple snapped open and there stood my father, Goh Ryuujin, head of The Ryuujin Clan.
His blue green eyes were dark, as he narrowed his eyes at me frozen by his voice.
"Ah? Ha ha, hi daddy?"
I called to him nervously.
He held a glare as I stood still, it didn't work.
His once black hair was now a mix of grey and white, he was wearing a light green Yukata with a black belt tied around his waist. His bare feet on the golden wood of the temple porch.
He was 41 years old but he had the body and strength of a young man in his prime.
So I was in trouble.
"You're late."
I slumped my shoulders as I look at him then at the ground.
"But fortunately for you, we postponed for a while."
My head shot up just in time to see my father turn away and go inside, I quickly took the hint and took off my shoes before walking on the wooden flooring.
Following him into the temple to the meeting place.
3rd person POV, Sohma Family Estate
"She landed on you."
A voice asked, but it came out as more of a statement.
The man that Azure had knocked over sat before a young man of about 20 that lay on his side on a wooden porch outside the room.
The young man had on purple and red Yukata tied with dark purple belt; however the Yukata was slightly slipping off his thin form.
His short, dark plum colored hair made his sickly pale skin look ghostly in comparison, as his eyes were hidden by his hair.
"Yes."
The man, Hatori Sohma, replayed to the sickly looking young man.
"Why didn't you go after her?"
"She ran threw a large crowd of girls before I could get to her."
Hatori replayed.
The young man sat up, not looking at Hatori.
"Did you at least get her name?"
Hatori seemed to grimace at the question.
"No. She just told me 'Shi-ho-su'."
The young man didn't move.
Hatori then thought of the girl's most startling feature.
"There was another strange thing about her."
"And what is that?"
The young man asked as he stood up and walked over to stand in front of Hatori.
"She had a blue and gold Dragon tattoo along the left side of her jaw and neck."
Hatori said as he looked up at the young man, his forest green eyes looking into dark purple.
A cruel smirk came across the young man's face.
Ok! Chapter Two, I might make this my next hit if no one wants it.
This is only a temperately story. If anyone would like to take it on please PM me for the details.
I will send you the Character info.