"Emiko, can we talk?" Asked Sensei.
"Sure!" I reply. I'm not at all worried, I have a squeaky clean record here, unlike at Nakarumi shrine. Another day, another person telling me how terrible I'm doing. We walk into the back of the dojo were the old battered and bruised training dummies where kept, and none of the other students were in earshot.
"I'm getting a new student today, he is only ten-" My heart sank. Yuki. "-And I would like you to help train him. From what I am told, he is a feisty young one."
"O-of course!" I smile. Why did I say that? Why did I agree!? As soon as those words, leave my mouth, there is a knock at the door. I turn around so my parent's wont see me as they drop off my brother.
"Mrs. Suzuki, I have the best fighter in my dojo to train him. Just, wait a moment for her to arrive." I took a sigh of relief when I heard that. Master Haru was covering for me, thank the stars.
"Thank you, Master Haru. We really appreciate it." Said my mom. The door shut and I stood up and turned around to face my brother.
"Yuki, this is Emiko, she will help me train you to be the best samurai you can be." Said Master Haru. Yuki pointed at me and asked,
"Emiko?! Aren't you supposed to be at Nakarumi shrine?"
"My lessons start at three!" I countered. My brother put his hands on his hips.
"So you lied to mom and dad?"
"Yes. Because they'd kill me if they knew that I've been training to be a samurai." My brother's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Oooo! That's so cool! I promise to not tell them! Are you like a ninja?" He asked. I believe him. He's a great liar. He once stole my favourite plushie for four years, and did an amazing job denying he was even in my room in the first place.
"Sure."
"Oooo! Do you go on secret ninja missions? Do you kill people? Do you-" Before Yuki could finish his question, Asahi, also a disciple of Master Haru's, bursted through the door, proudly wearing a new hydro vision.
"Look what I got!" He announced. Asahi was always a very noisy, proud fellow. He is the only one who ever beat me in a duel. It was an off day. A really off day.
"Get in here before the Tenryou comission sees you!" Hissed one of the older kids. I pulled out the fake vision covered in cloth from my pocket and handed it to him
"It's from Yoyomiya." I told him as he took it and unraveled the cloth. He compared his two visions. After a few seconds he asked,
"Wait, which one is the real one?" I internally groaned. This boy is so dense! I tapped on his real vision and he nodded and clipped the fake one to his belt and put the other one in his pocket.
"Hey, maybe I'll be able to beat you again with this." He bragged. I rolled my eyes. Even with a Hydro vision, I could kill him in no time. Despite being my age, he is nowhere near my level.
"In. Your. Dreams." I scowled.
"Alright students, Emiko has work, and so do you." Said Master Haru.
"Sorry Master Haru." Apologized Asahi. My hand tightened around the handle of my katana as he gave me a sly smile walking off. I turned back to my brother who's eyes where still filled with wonder.
"Emiko, what should be the first we teach your brother?" Asked Master Haru. Okay, forget Asahi for now. What was the first thing Sensei taught me? I think...how to hold a Katana!
"Why don't we start with how to hold a katana?" I suggested. Sensei smiled.
"That sounds like an excellent idea!" He said. Yuki smiled excitedly.
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I want to fight // Genshin Oc insert //
FanfictionEmiko and her parents are incredibly different, to the point here their relationship is anything but loving. In realizing this, she decides that she needs to be more of her own person, and that (Naturally) starts with following an outlander you bare...
