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I still think I’m not including Shizuru in this story much … haven’t even started on her powers as well as Kazuma’s ….
I’m so very sorry … but I’m going a different direction for this chapter … I’ll start introducing Kuwabara’s powers the next chapter …. Because … this chapter was too long!
(?) Author’s Notes.
Lion Heart
Chapter Five: Kenbu
By: xinsanexdreamerx
-Agony by KOTOKO
‘Not so different’ he thought to himself referring to the sky. He was in awe that even something as simple as the stars in the clear night sky was … beautiful. But the thing that surprised him the most that he was admiring the Makai sky. Another sigh escaped his lips and he started to concentrate more on getting back to the Kimura residence.
The wind blew a gentle breeze and the carrot top closed his eyes and began to relax.
‘It’s amazing’ he thought, ‘that I would have a family right here …. Waiting for me …,’ A family was something Kazuma never had. He had one …. But it was a broken family. As a child he thought that somehow his family was broken … that someday … the pieces that pained him would one day be fixed…
Shizuru stared outside from the window of the orphanage window. Since the death of their mother, Hotaru and suicide of Kensuke; the two siblings had nowhere to go. They had aunts and uncles that were capable … but they have seemed to abandon the two siblings. It was as if they were ashamed of them being within their family. Shizuru didn’t even call them family… The only family was herself and Kazuma.
She stared outside at the playground. An old rusty pair of swing sets that seem that it could barely support a baby let alone a child, a sandbox that wasn’t filed with sand … but dirt, and a slide that had a large hole in the middle of it.
‘Guess this is my new life now..’ she thought as she held tightly a small box. She opened it taking out the long necklace with black beads. The beads were passed down from generation to generation tracing back to the first itako Spirit Medium . Though she was not fully trained as an itako she was still very capable herself. The beads each had inscribed the itako it belonged to. Shizuru traced with her index finger the bead that would be hers as well as the one with her mother and her grandmother’s.
PLINK
A drop of rain plopped on her hand. Shizuru looked up to the sky. Gray clouds covered the great sky. She frowned … it’s not that she hated the rain. Actually she preferred the rain. But then the thought of Kazuma came into her mind… How he had always disliked the rain for some odd reason. But this time she could not be happy… But something in her heart said that the earth was crying … for them
CREAK.
Shizuru snapped out of thought. She was being to distracted with her thoughts that she didn’t notice until now … A small carrot top boy sitting on the swing set gently swinging himself.
“Kazuma,” she said under her breath running out and taking two coats one for her and one for her brother.
“Kazuma, get inside … you might catch a cold,” Shizuru said putting on the coat for Kazuma. He stared back at her his own dark eyes could not look into hers. They were into much pain. Shizuru lifted his head and saw the tears that streaked his face.
“Sis … please just let me be,” he said in a whisper.
“Here… let’s get inside! … You can mope around inside … but you’re going to catch a cold,” Shizuru urged Kazuma. But he was too much lost in his own thoughts.
“Listen … I know this hard time … for both of us,” Shizuru started firmly trying to break the barrier.
“But … for a while we’re going to have … to depend on each other … We might have tough times but … someday we’re going to be the happiest people on earth,” she tried to say her own voice starting to break. Kazuma looked up to her dark deep eyes staring at her … He nodded slightly.
“Promise me, got it Kazuma?” She held out her hand to him waiting for the younger sibling to shake it. Slowly he took her hand … shaking and nodding.
“Please... take care of yourself,” (?)
“Okaeri – Nasai (Welcome Back),” Dr. Kimura said heartily. The two bowed to Kuwabara, and Suzume gave him a half-hearted wave to distracted with her own work.
“Arigato (Thank You),” Kuwabara said smiling. The other two men smiled.
“How rude of me,” Dr. Kimura said, “This is my older son, Daisuke … he’s two years older than Suzume, so he might be your age,”
“It’s a pleasure to meet your Kuwabara-san,” Daisuke said extending his hand out to Kuwabara.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well … but just call me Kuwabara,” he responded shaking Daisuke’s hand.
“Now that we have everyone acquainted with one another … Let’s eat!” Dr. Kimura interrupted, and on cue Suzume came out bringing plates of takoyaki (Balls of bread filled with octopus), and a large smoked salmon as the main course. Everyone say in his or her respected places. Dr. Kimura sat next to his son, Suzume sitting on the other side of her father, and Kuwabara took a seat near Daisuke.
“Itadkimasu (Let’s eat),” they all said in unison.
“Daisuke here goes to Loire-sama’s dojo as well as Suzume,” Dr. Kimura said starting off the conversation.
He sighed sincerely. “My boy!…Will one day become a Fayath,” he said proudly.
“What’s a Fayath?” Kuwabara asked taking bite of a piece of takoyaki.
“…It’s a great honor to a fighter. Every year there is a tournament to determine the most powerful warrior in the village, and those who are chosen become a Fayath. At time those who are chosen don’t win. Because to become a Fayath you need the mind, heart, and soul of a warrior as well as the power,” Dr. Kimura explained.
“The tournament is held on the Destati festival,” Daisuke added taking a large portion of rice into his mouth.
“The Destati festival?” Kuwabara questioned raising an eyebrow.
“It’s the biggest festival in the village celebrating the defeat of S.I.N,” Daisuke responded.
“My favorite part is the “Over the Rainbow” dance ... Maybe this year my Suzume-chan become one of the dancer … won’t she look so beautiful!” Dr. Kimura commented and received a jab to the stomach from Suzume. He winced in pain, and Suzume gave him a cold glare.
“Why is it called that?” Kuwabara whispered to Daisuke not wanting to be rude for asking so many questions.
“Well … you see many people gave their lives in the battle of S.I.N … as well as many other battles and hardships … the dance is held once every year to honor those who have died,” Daisuke paused, “Because …They are “Over the Rainbow” now.”
There was a long pause that lasted a few minutes until Dr. Kimura broke the silence.
“Well, Daisuke don’t you have a test with Loire-sama at 7:00 … I believe … Eat up. I heard she was going to test everyone,” Daisuke moaned in response.
“Oh yeah,” Daisuke said frowning.
“Stop complaining. All you do is sit around the house and eat,” Suzume said taking a small potion of the salmon.
“Oh and what about you!” Daisuke said defending himself, “You get lower scores than I do when it comes to tests!”
“That’s because it takes a larger sense of mental and physical energy … I’m a itako remember! … Unlike you I have to use my mind,” Suzume responded lazily as she took another helping of rice.
“…Must you always fight,” Dr. Kimura said sighing.
The two siblings stopped their bickering and continued with their meals. Both giving each other cold stares, and all of them finished their meals without talking
“I found her in here,” Suzume said giving the bag to Kuwabara, “She was within your bag when my father came back,”
“Ekichi!” Kuwabara exclaimed. The kitten responding to her owner jumped out of the bag and onto his lap.
“I thought I told you to stay back with Shizuru,” he scolded the cat. Ekichi only responded by licking his hand.
“I’m leaving,” Suzune said and left the room. Kuwabara watched the girl leave wondering why she was like that. He guessed she didn’t like strangers like her father said, or maybe it’s her personality.
Kuwabara sighed knowing that Ekichi was with him. He’d have to go back to Ningenkai, and come back here. But the problem was Kuwabara didn’t know exactly what he was. Dr. Kimura found him, and that’s all he had remembered. He looked back at Ekichi, and she stared back at him in such a sad way.
“Fine you can stay,” Kuwabara said sighing. He gave up, and Ekichi’s eyes widened in happiness, and Kuwabara had sworn he saw her smile.
“OI!” Kuwabara called out to Daisuke trying to get his attention. Daisuke stopped and lazily turned to him eyes baggy and red.
“What’s up with you … looked like you didn’t sleep at all last night,” Kuwabara commented. Daisuke frowned in response, and began to walk.
“I kept thinking of that test... Last time I failed horribly,” he said in defense. He stopped and Kuwabara on blinked.
“WHY KAMI-SAMA! WHY!” Daisuke yelled causing Kuwabara to have a large sweat drop on the back of his head. “WHY MUST I ALWAYS FREEZE UP WHEN I’M FIGHING IN A TEST!”
“I feel better now,” Daisuke said and continued to walk. The two finally reached Hibiya’s dojo. When they entered around a few dozen of fighters were outside preparing for the test. Each of them stretching or sharpening their own weapon. He even saw Suzume in the group. Daisuke groaned as he took one of the few remaining swords.
“Man! … Why did my sword have to break? … Guess this will do,” he complained examining the sword.
“Ohayo Gozimasu (Good Morning),” a voice called out. Hibiya was at the entrance and a smile was plastered on her face.
“Ohyao Gozimasu (Good Morning) Shihan-sama,” all the students said in unison.
“Today I’m sure you are prepared for your tests. Please follow me to the arena and the tests shall begin,” she said and started to walk. All the students had followed her. Kuwabara walked with Daisuke who was so nervous and was trembling barely able to hold his sword. When they reached the arena. Kuwabara noticed that it was quite small designed for one on one matches rather than group matches.
“Now that this is settled … I wish you all good luck on these tests … and remember that this is just for me to see your abilities not a form of torture,” she said and she took a list from the sleeve of her kimono.
“The tests will be in alphabetic order according to your family name …” Hibiya called out. Daisuke looked as if he was about to get a heart attack.
“Dude, it alphabetic you’re like in the middle,” Kuwabara tried to console Daisuke. He patted him on the back.
“Yeah I know but I’m after Kato Nobuyuki” Daisuke said, “He’s like the best fighter out of all of us!” He directed his stare to another fighter. Many people surrounded him and all of them were at his beck and call. Kuwabara could tell he was powerful just be looking at him. Nobuyuki gave him a cold glare when he tried to focus on his energy to find out more about him
“…so?” Kuwabara questioned him trying his best to look at the bright side.
“So I’ll look like an ass out there!” Daisuke exclaimed, a sigh had escaped Kuwabara’s lips.
“The first fighter is Aburakoji, Rin,” Hibiya called out. The audience applauded and many cheers for the young female fighter. She was quite short and small built. The girl resembled Keiko a bit but Keiko’s hair was longer than hers. Rin had more of a boyish haircut. Kuwabara blinked noticing her weapon … daggers. The battle was quick lasting for about a minute. She went head first without noticing Hibiya’s own weapon that easily surpassed her own.
The battles began only one or two surviving for at least twenty minutes. The rest were at least five minutes, but there were a couple of exceptions.
“Kako, Nobuyuki!” Hibiya called out. When she called out his name the audience broke out in applause, and cheers were heard from almost everyone. Daisuke clapped politely but was frowning knowing after this it would be him next.
Nobuyuki took out his sword. A buster sword Kuwabara was surprised that a thing would exists. Being large in size, and quite heavy for a novice. But by the blade he could tell it was powerful but difficult to control. Hibiya was trying to choose a weapon right now. She finally chose a weapon. A sword much like the one that Daisuke had.
“So how do you think is going to win?” Kuwabara asked Daisuke.
“Dunno … Maybe Shihan-sama can, but in the last test we had. Kako was able to break Shihan’s sword. But she was lucky that the tests were timed,” Daisuke commented.
The two fighters got into position both of them bowed to each other out of respect. Hibiya took a defensive position, while Nobuyuki took the offensive position. He gripped his sword tightly and the battle began.
“I…I can’t see anything,” Daisuke said, “They’re moving too quickly … I don’t know who is winning,”
“Me neither,” responded Kuwabara. The audience was in awe as they saw the two fight. Kuwabara tried his best to concentrate on the two fighters. He could tell both were having a difficult time attacking one another. All he heard was the sparks that both swords intersected with one another. The long and wide blade of the buster sword turned aside from the much weaker broad sword. Their wielder backed off of each other stopping. The students were able to see that the two were evenly matched when it comes to their sword technique.
“Why isn’t she using her attacks?” Daisuke remarked. Kuwabara turned to him.
“What do you mean her attacks?” Kuwabara inquired.
“…Well you see …. Though Shihan and Kako are evenly matched when it comes to sword technique … Shihan has the upper hand. But she refuses to use her attacks unless she desperately needs them,” Daisuke theorized.
The two fighters stood still waiting for each other to make a move. They broke as one, both advancing, blades clashing with the solid ring of metal on metal. Nobuyuki came across in a slash, to which the broad sword rose to block. Nobuyuki deftly rose over the blocking blade and knocked it down. Even as the buster sword's wielder began to bring his weapon back up, Hibiya weaved underneath the blade and slammed up. The buster sword, already with the momentum of rising up, went flying high out of its wielder's hands at the strike.
The two fighters stopped. The audience waited and watched for the two to make a move. Hibiya dropped her blade, and Nobuyuki was surprised that she would do something.
“You’ve won, Npbuyuki-kun,” Hibiya said smiling. Kako was shocked. He didn’t even have his blade with him …yet he won. Kuwabara turned to his grandmother who was smiling at Nobuyuki. Kuwabara turned to the winner of the match. Still shocked that she had given up … even though she had the upper hand. He smiled only slightly and bowed to Hibiya, and quickly left.
“Man … that was close! … I would have loved to see Kako get his ass kicked!” said Daisuke.
“I’m so sorry everyone … but the rest of you the tests will be postponed until tomorrow,” Hibiya said, Daisuke almost screamed “Hallelujah” when Hibiya said that.
“Class is over!” she yelled. Many of the students who were up next were celebrating and those who had to do the tests jumped for joy if they could.
“I’m going to stay here a while Daisuke … go without me I can find my way,” said Kuwabara. Daisuke nodded in response but was too excited that he didn’t have to be tested. Kuwbaara watched as Daisuke ran up to Suzume, and gave his sister a noogie. Kuwabara laughed as she saw the younger girl throw her brother over her shoulder.
An itako is a traditional blindshamaness from northern Japan
In training for initiation, itako dress in a white kimono 100 days before the ceremony. Austere purification is obligatory to achieve an extreme state of mind. Rites where she must pour cold water over herself, usually in the cold of winter, occur and she is required to practice chanting. Three weeks prior to the ceremony, she is not permitted to consume grain, salt, meat and must avoid artificial heat.
During the ceremony itself, the itako trainee is dressed as a bride to indicate that she will marry a god. The ceremony is accompanied by continual drum and bell sounds to help the itako achieve the concentration require to into a trance. Older itako sit around to assist the chanting; the ceremony may go on for days until the trainee has entered the said trance. Once she has entered a trance, the master itako will determined which god has possessed the trainee. Trainees are not permitted to sleep and food consumption is kept to a minimum.
As a result of being blind, itako must learn the obligatory scriptures by heart and may even know the scriptures better than some less motivated priests
In the anime Shaman King …. There is an itako. Her name is Anna Kyoyama, and her abilities are: channeling, and she can summon a spirit from anywhere, even from heaven and can look into the minds of people
So I’m basing Shizuru’s powers around Anna’s pwoers. Confusing I know!
Please Take care of yourself: … This is a line from Evangelion as you might know. I love the series. Yui tells this to her son Shinji when he abborts Third Impact
Yakata: Watch the anime “Fruits Basket” … Shigure wears them! XD
Buster Blade: Yup it’s Cloud’s weapon … I haven’t played Final Fantasy 7 in a while …. My baby cousin broke it when I got it! … So I just read the stuff in the websites.
Summary: … Kuwabara’s trainings begins as he learns the sword techniques I PROMISE THIS TIME! that Fubuki created himself. But as the training begins. Kuwabara must learn to control his own power … and powers he didn’t know he had.
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