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Recap: After attempting to convince herself that Kenichi has no feelings for her, so that she can ignore her own feelings, Shigure, who for some reason went to Kenichi's room, made a shocking discovery, A Journal, and a picture...of her.

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Shock.

Shock, Confusion, Fear, and something else, this warm feeling, this fluttery feeling in her chest, marked by the rapid beating of her heart, also curiosity.

With shaking hands she began reaching for the picture, eyes wide, and heart racing. The same question racing through her mind over and over again, why does Kenishi have a picture of me under his pillow? Upon picking it up, she got comfortable on his bed, facing, the leather-bound Journal, staring at it uncertainly. Drawing herself together best she could, she gathered her courage, and opened the Journal to the first page.

This Journal is the property of Kenichi Shirahama

Disciple at the Ryōzanpaku dojo

Today was my first day of training at Ryōzanpaku. The masters are, in a word, scary. It makes my fear of the Karate club members feeble in comparison, especially the Elder, I mean, he is supposed to be an old man! He is Built like an Ox!

Akisame is another scary one, his looks are deceiving, leading me to originally think he was on my side, but his training methods are making me think otherwise.

Kensai is a pretty crafty Pervert.

Sakaki is a mystery, seeing as i only have seen him drinking, when i see him, then he disappears again.

Apachai is nice enough, even though he doesn't know how strong he is, or how to hold back for that matter.

And then there's the real mystery.

This mysterious and beautiful swordsman, I believe he name was Shigure. Third World Beautiful, and deadly at that, i saw her cut swords in half with her Katana!

Though sadly she didn't join us at dinner, and after asking Miu she told me that she takes her meals away from every one else.

Shigure finished reading the first page, going over his words in her head once again, catching herself before a smile could reach her face. He only said I look nice, that doesn't mean he cares for me, Shigure reasoned with herself, flipping froward a few pages.

Sorry I haven't written in a few days, we took a vacation to an Island.

We, meaning the entire Dojo. It was SUPPOSTED to be a vacation at least, then those crazy old men pushed me off of a cliff! Then they told me to do it again!

So I ran away, saying I had learned enough, then realizing that they had the only way off of the Island. I mean, its not like I couldn't just tell them that I couldn't swim! Everyone is supposed to know how to swim! Even Honoka can Swim!

But then I bumped into the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, carrying a bow, with a quiver on her back, wearing some...well lets just say she was 'scantly clad', but the sight..breath-taking. I got embarrassed and tried to run off but she caught me, and I realized it was none other than Shigure! After that, she taught me how to swim, showing me through all of the strokes, and how to hold my breath and slowly release air while under so i can stay under longer.

I don't know whats wrong with me, but when I look at her now, I get this strange feeling, like there's something fluttering around in my chest, and my heart starts beating fast.

Anyways,aft-

Shigure took a few deep breath's, noticing that her cheeks felt hot, once again having to shake off the fain smile pushing at her lips, once again attempting to gain control of her mind.

He is simply showing admiration of my looks and appreciation for me showing him how to swim, its nothing to do with...that. She told herself taking a few more deep breath's before turning a few more pages, then beginning to read once again.

Today was...hilarious.

Sakaki and Shigure pretended to be Miu's parents because of some stupid parent teacher meeting I think. Sakaki lost it and started sweating bullets before the meeting even began, He even forgot what his 'occupation' was, which was supposed to be an airline pilot.

Shigure on the other hand, held herself together perfectly, remembering everything from the handout Miu gave her perfectly, reciting most of it from memory. She was supposed to be a fashion designer, and boy do I have to say, she pulled it off. On that matter I wonder what kind of clothes Shigure would design if she tried it. Maybe some cargo pants with a lining of chain-mail? Ora Kimono that you could flip inside out as a disguise? Who knows, but who can blame me thinking about Shigure in different outfits. Though I prefer her in a Kimono above all else.

Something about how it reminds me of the first time I saw her.

Kimono Flared, Hair spinning, blade dancing, and body twisting.

I still cant get it out of my head, I wish she would come to dinner more often..I know it sounds childish, or maybe immature of me, but I miss her when I don't see her.

Shigure's chest was heaving now, ragged breath's drawing in and out at rapid pace. She checked herself and tried calming her breathing, finding it hard to do with Kenichi's words going through her wants to see more of his master, thats all, she tried to tell herself, not even able to convince herself fully, turning back to the Journal.

-That feeling I get when I'm around Shigure has been getting stronger, at this rate, no matter how much I would like to train with her I won't be able to, being as observant as she is, she is going to notice. And that can't happen, there's no way she would return my feelings for her, she might just brush it off, or even stop coming around me altogether...No, I'll have to settle with acting as if nothings changed. since she will probably never accept a looser with no talent for martial arts like me, I'll just have to be a friend from a distance-

Shigure turned the page fast, almost ripping it, not wanting to read any more, her mind telling her to close the Journal, and never think of this again, yet her body wouldn't respond, the warm feeling in her chest...in her heart...pulsing all the more.

-These feelings are growing-

She flipped the page.

-This burning sensation-

She flipped the page again, her heart-rate increasing ever so slightly with every passing second.

-I'm beginning to realize my feelings for Shigure more and more-

She flipped several pages this time.

-She would never return my feelings-

She flipped through a handful of pages, her hands shaking so much she almost dropped the Journal.

I have to stop fooling myself, I care for Shigure-

Shigure slammed the Journal shut, panting, her breathing almost matching her heart-rate, she threw the Journal into the pillow the force the throw making the picture take flight, spiraling on its way down to land in-front of her, face down.

Upon noticing there were words written there, she looked down, reading the back of the picture.

"My Love"

That was it.

That was all Shigure could take, after reading all that she had, she could no longer tell herself that it was just simple admiration for one's master that was driving Kenichi. He really cared for her. And knowing that, made her have to look at herself. This entire time, she had been thinking, and trying to deny herself that Kenichi had feelings for her. Now, she could no longer do that. Thought she could barely think with her heart beating as it was, she wouldn't be surprised if the room started to shake, being as loud as it was. Now that there was no denying it, what now? It was apparent that he had feelings for her, but, but..no she couldn't seem to get past that one fact. Kenichi cared for her, he really cared for her, and when he thought he might die, the only thing he wanted to do was to tell her, no, there was no denying that Kenichi had feelings for her.

Closing her eyes in frustration, she thought to herself, Do I have feelings for Kenichi? Is that why my heart is beating like this? Is that why I feel almost happy? I don't want to, I cant...cant I?

"This is..to much" Shigure mumbled to herself, and promptly grabbed Kenichi's pillow, buried her face in it, and curled up on his bed, trying to put it all to the side so that she might sleep, and pick it up tomorrow.

Thought fitful at first, sleep came.

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Hope you liked it, R&R guys.

My Regards,

-Shaw, SR-