We walked slowly as a group down one of the city’s grotesque roads, looking for any other Samurai who might be of advantage to our group. I noticed Katsushiro staring at me again and regretted not using an honorific on the end of his name.
“Amara-Dono why is it that you want to kill this Samurai with twin blades?” Katsushiro asked hesitantly I scowled.
“He killed my Sensei.” I growled Katsushiro flinched.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbled his eyes lowered. I nodded and decided to call it a day. We walked back to where Kambei had told us to meet. I heard his voice before I saw him.
“Will you fight for these villagers?” he asked his voice disgruntled I didn’t hear a reply. “That’s too bad.” I suddenly realized what must be going on and rushed into the open to see who Kambei would be dueling. I gritted my teeth as I recognized the blond samurai with the red overcoat. I drew my katanas at once and ripped the ribbons from my hair. Katsushiro watched me in disbelief. The blond samurai had his twin blades drawn and so did Kambei. I let out a low growl as I charged towards my opponent. I attempted to catch the blond by surprise but he turned too quickly; his blades once again clashing with mine. I danced around making sure my motions were swift and snake-like. The blond worked effortlessly as if he were performing a well known dance. Kambei watched in silence as we continued to dance about, our blades never touching flesh. I finally caught him in the arm leaving a shredded piece of his sleeve and a decent cut on his forearm. He stared at me with dark red-brown eyes. I smirked as I hit him again just barely on his wrist but his moves suddenly became faster and I soon found his blades at my neck. I ground my teeth together, upset with myself for at least the third time since I’d clashed with the blond samurai.
I heard a blade swivel through the air and felt the pressure leave my neck. The blond Samurai began to fight off Kambei’s swift slashes as he pushed him farther away from me. The blond samurai and Kambei soon had their blades at each others throat. I was surprised when Kambei jabbed at the samurai with the hilt of his Katana. He leaped backwards avoiding any serious damage. The blond samurai smirked as Kambei tried to catch his breath. He struck again this time almost hitting Kambei when he surrendered.
“I cannot beat you.” Kambei huffed; the blond stared at him with reserved disappointment. “I have dedicated myself to helping these farmers and cannot lose my life so easily.” He explained the blond remained still; his twin blades still drawn. The blond samurai walked a few feet away putting his blades in their sheath. He was about to walk away.
“Who are you?” I yelped not wanting to let my enemy slip through my grasp. He remained still facing away from us.
“Kyuzo.” He replied simply I stared at him in astonishment. He’d actually given me his name. He glanced at me, then Kambei. “Let us fight again, Great Kambei.” He sneered as he walked away. I heard Kambei mumble something that sounded like I want him. But I wasn’t so sure and honestly I didn’t care. Katsushiro ran towards me.
“Amara-dono are you all right?” he yelped I pointed my katana towards him making sure I had a few feet to myself. Kambei sighed and I thought I heard Kikichiyo say something about me being Mental but I ignored it. I stalked off not caring what they thought of me.
“Do you think she’ll come back, Kambei?” Kikichiyo asked in his usual brass tone. I glanced over my shoulder to see Komachi on his shoulders. Kambei seemed reserved and slightly agitated and it bothered me.
“I think she will. She just has to let some steam blow off.” Kambei mumbled his brown eyes still focused on the ground. Kikichiyo nodded as Komachi began to giggle and squirm. I saw Katsushiro sulking from the corner of my eye and gritted my teeth. Amara had such an effect on everyone.
“Smile boy.” Gorebei prompted. “She’ll be back. Besides she learned the name of the man who killed her Sensei.” Katsushiro gazed at Gorebei in disbelief.
“That man was Amara-dono’s rival?” Katsushiro yelped Gorebei nodded.
“It seems that Kyuzo was taking it easy on Amara, though.” Kambei added, Gorebei scratched his chin.
“I thought that too.” He agreed. “The question is why, though.” Kambei remained silent as we reached a small restaurant. The owner ran out towards us.
“Would you noble samurai like some tea?” he asked vibrantly. “It’s on the house.” We agreed and sat down at a table. The owner brought out tea for all of us and it seemed that Katsushiro relaxed more. The owner lingered and Kambei asked him why we were offered free tea. “Such noble men should have free tea; earlier today a young samurai asked for a cup of tea but had no money so he asked if he could pay by cutting wood for the fireplace.” The owner muttered Kambei stared at him in interest.
“It’s a surprise that such noble samurai still exist.” Katsushiro mumbled Kambei nodded.
“He might be a great addition for our cause.” Kambei mumbled more to himself. I glanced at the owner then a happy looking Komachi.
 XxXPuppet_Master182XxX · Mon Nov 30, 2009 @ 08:36pm · 0 Comments |
