PRIDE OF THE FANALIS CLAN

Chapter 5:

Between training under father, mother and Marus, I had absolutely no free time left. Something that Morgiana seemed to get annoyed about, "May-onee-chan!"

I cursed under my breath, hiding behind a tree. Lately, she kept following me everywhere, while it seemed cute at first, it had started to annoy me. Jumping on the tree, I held in my breath when Morgiana walked towards it, placing her hand palm on it. Then, she lifted her head up, a creepy-looking smile on her face, "May-onee-chan is here."

I almost shrieked at that and with a sigh, I dropped on the ground, "Mor-chan, you're starting to creep me out, you know that?"

A pleasing look was plastered on her face, "I found onee-chan, will onee-chan play?" The cruel little monster looked at me with wide eyes, excitement and adoration swirling inside her orbs.

I couldn't refuse her offer since that would make me feel like a douchebag. "Fine, but one hour, no more. Got it?"

She bobbed her head, her ear-length hair flying everywhere. "Sure onee-chan!"

"Good," I crouched down on one knee, "Now, get up, we're going to find Masrur-kun."

"Yay! Masrur-onii-chan!"

Chuckling, I ran, smiling as Morgianas loud squealing of happiness resonated throughout the camp. How could I possibly hate her bright, carefree persona?

Simple, I couldn't.

"Why do I have the feeling that you would ditch your little sister on my back?" Masrur deadpanned, his eyes set on mine.

I laughed sheepishly, scratching my cheek, "Masrur-kun, thinking like that won't get you anywhere, you know." I ignored my sister's loud, indignant cry of wanting to play now. She could be very demanding, which was all mother's fault, spoiling her constantly.

He sighed, "Fine, what do you want to do?"

Brightly smiling, I answered, "We can train while Mor-chan can watch." Turning my attention on her, "Doesn't it seems fun?"

Like I had expected, she nodded vigorously, "I want! I want!"

Masrur and I chuckled- for some weird reason Morgiana liked to watch people fight against each other. No idea where her obsession came from, probably from me, but I wasn't sure about it. I crouched down and grunted when she scrambled on my back, pulling on my braid.

...and then there were times where I wanted to throw her against the ground.

"Masrur-kun!"

He chuckled, "Coming!" And finally, we left towards an open plain where we could have a friendly spar and test our fighting ability.

I smirked when Masrur blocked my kick with his feet, the sound echoing loudly. From the side was Morgiana cheering for the both of us, a make-shift flag created from the skin of a tiger. 'Go onee-chan!" And then seconds later, she would scream, "Go onii-chan!"

"Not bad for a girl."

I scoffed at him, somersaulting over him and pushing him away with my feet. "Too bad I can't say the same about you, Masrur-chan."

He coughed, spitting the sand out of his mouth and glared at me, "Pfft. Not everyone can be a training obsessed freak like you."

Instead of taking it the wrong way, I grinned happily, "Thank you, it's really hard to be me, you know." I was only being dramatic, and he had noticed it too, taking the Fanalis stance again.

Rolling his eyes, he spoke again, "Your ego is growing too much. Don't worry I'll make sure it becomes a non-existent little dot."

"Try me."