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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Nov 28, 2007 2:40:27 GMT -5
"Then allow it to be ours!" I said excitedly. I hugged around his neck tighter. I hoped I wasn't strangling him to death. "Too cute!" Yukio exclaimed, squeeling happily. "I ahve to admit, you twoare cute together, just if you two are going to be together.." Yuo began. "Watch out for her Santo, I don't want ehr hurt in ANY way." Yuo said, smirking a bit.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Nov 28, 2007 2:47:49 GMT -5
He smiled and said "I wouldnt even let a fly even touch a single hair on her so dont you worry I well only not protecter if she is in a spar to better herself and I know she can win that is the only time I wont protect her since it is against my nindo to do so"he said firmly the lasdt part
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Nov 28, 2007 20:37:49 GMT -5
I ran my fingers through my hair. My long black hair was very dirty and knotted, but no one seemed to care. "Then I will ork hard so I do win," I replied, looking up and into his eyes. "My friend." I said, smiling at him. "Lover her, cherish her, never let her go." Yukio said, recallling another fortune cookie moment. "Good, she's my only reminder of our father." Yuo said, smiling at me. I was like my father in a milllion ways, and no one will ever forget it.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Nov 29, 2007 1:29:29 GMT -5
He smiled and said "I will countine your fathers training if you wish my parents also trained me to fight for my country and they were booth anbu captins so I can teach you what they taught me if you want but I warn you it wont be easy it will belong hard and painful but worth it."
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Nov 30, 2007 1:10:11 GMT -5
"Painful?" I asked, looking at him with concern. I did NOT want to have scars everywhere on my body like Yuo did. "I'll train with you, of course, but painful?" I asked again. "You don't her fathers training, it was harsh." Yukio said, shaking a bit. "Yes he took it hard on both Shizuke and me, but Shizuke the most, because she was the daughter of the family." Yuo said. "I got it easy, only because I was the oldest son." Yuo said quieter.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Dec 2, 2007 18:57:02 GMT -5
He looked and said "there wont be physical but you will feel it and my father favored no one so that is how I am what I go threw you shall also so dont expect it to be easy or any favorites I am just as hard on guys as I am on girls so dont expect it easy but it is worth it in the end"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Dec 2, 2007 19:04:45 GMT -5
I pulled back a bit and turned around to look at Yuo. I wanted to know what Yuo thought before I went off to train with Santo. "Should I?" I asked Yuo. "Of course, do what you want to." Yuo said, smiling at me. Yukio smiled at me too. "Yeah! You can handle his training!!" she exclaimed happily. She walke over to me and wrapped me in a hug.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Dec 2, 2007 19:22:43 GMT -5
He smiled and said "Do you wish to since I will but dont expect tea and crumpets expect long hours of hard training and rare moments of rest having to rely on more then just physical but spirtual and mental focus since this isnt just physical it is also mental and spiritual"he had a serious look now
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Dec 2, 2007 19:42:33 GMT -5
I turned around and was shocked at his serious face. "I'm not sure I want to, he's worrying me." I thought. I took a deep breath in and nodded. "When do we begin?" I asked. "There we go, she's off to become a great shinobi." Yuo thought. "I hope she's ready." Yuo thought. "GO SHIZUKE!" Yukio exclaimed. She hugged me tightly again. "Go get 'em girl." she said to me.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Dec 2, 2007 21:32:27 GMT -5
He smiled and said "then we will begin in the morning but it wont be easy the first stage will take atleast a week I suggest you pack alot of clothing and report her as soon as possible it takes seven days for the first stage alone since it is mental and physical conditioning." he looked at her half serious half joyious
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Dec 2, 2007 22:28:05 GMT -5
After he finished talking a disappeared. I reappeared in my own home and began packing up my clothes and things. "I hope I can wash stuff there." I said to myself, sighing a bit. "Hey where'd she go?" Yukio asked, looking over at Yuo with concern. "She's probably headed back to her place to pack up her things, and probably make herself a cup of tea." Yuo said, looking down at Yukio.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Dec 2, 2007 22:37:09 GMT -5
He smiled as he prepared some tea for those remaining and aksed"would you like some tea and anything to eat I will prepare something for you if you want I dont mind it will only take me a few moments to" he alwyas wanted to be a good host and just waited for them to respond
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Dec 2, 2007 22:42:30 GMT -5
My bags were packed as I sat at my table, sipping on the freshly made tea. "I should just run now, a week of training, with that guy, CRAP!" I exclaimed.
"No thank you." Yuo said, sitting down on the floor and waiting for me. "I only drink a specially made tea that Shizuke's father would make." Yukio said, sitting down beide Yuo to wait.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Dec 2, 2007 22:54:22 GMT -5
He smiled and nodded and put the tea down and smiled he then got up and went to the training room he had and looked in the storage and took inventory real quick just to make sure he had enough weapons for there training and smiled knowing what lied a head
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Dec 2, 2007 22:58:34 GMT -5
I still sat at my table quietly, pondering what lie ahead of me. "I don't really want to go, I won't see my fmaily and friends for so long now, and this will be intense." I thought. I stood up at grabbed my bags. I flickered away and reappeared back in the same room I had left from. "Ok, I've got my stuff." I said quietly. Yuo smiled and so did Yukio. "You ready?" Yuo asked. I shook my head. "Why not?" Yukio asked. I didn't reply.
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