Aiko (Naruto/Boruto Fanfic)

Chapter 12 Shiroi

Me and Talia watched as Hitoshi was practicing his aim by using the "rock pistol jutsu" on some dummies.

I sat on a branch of a tree and was thinking about the day before. I was just getting high with Talia, Hitoshi and the others, and then suddenly, an overwhelming feeling hit me for a second. It felt like I got stabbed in the guts again, but it was different somehow.

"Did you guys see that?! I shot five rock bullets in a row and they all hit it!" Hitoshi shouted with confidence but neither I or Talia was too amazed.

"Yeah, it was pretty cool" Talia answered with no passion in her voice what so ever.

"You guys are lame! It was impressive!"

"Whatever you say" while the two of them started to argue, I looked around in the training field. I ended up finding Katsuo training with an old guy. They also seemed to argue.

"I'll be right back guys" I said and sneaked to the training ground where Katsuo was. I hid inside a bush and watched the samurais training.

"In this pace you will never get a real blade to practice with!" The old man complained.

"Shut up! I learn this laidō technique in no time!"

"Then you have to be faster!" Katsuo tried once again, cutting with his wooden sword with a swift motion from his scabbard, and then back again. The old man examined the boys blade and got disappointed.

"There is still hay on you sword from the dummy! You're not doing it right!" The man yelled and smacked Katsuo in the head.

"Screw you uncle! I'm going to take a break" I ran towards the bush I hid in. I laid flat on the ground, hoping that he would jump over it. I was wrong and he stumbled upon me so he fell behind the bush.

"Ouch! What the hell?" I crawled out of the bush and greeted the samurai boy.

"It's you! Your freak!"

"Watch your mouth you dingus" I snapped and both of us got grabbed by the collar and lifted up. It was the old guy.

"Well well what have we here!"

"Uncle Iwao! It's that murderous freak!" Iwao shook Katsuo violently so he got dizzy.

"Have some manners towards your seniors!" He scolded and dropped us both down.

"I recall that your name is Shiori? May I ask you a favor?" He was surprisingly polite.

"Hm?"

"Spare with Katsuo. I think he might practice the art of a samurai on a real person" He asked and I shrugged.

"Sure. I don't have any better things to do" I lied and we went back to the training field.

"On three! One, two.. three!" I withdrew my tantō sword and let it clash with his wooden samurai sword.

"May I ask you something?" I said while holding our stance.

"What?"

"Are you pretending to be an idiot for Aiko? Because that is not how she works" I asked and he looked at me confusedly. I knew how he had been acting in the village. Trying to be cool and popular to get Aiko. It was totally the wrong way to do it. It was pathetic, but I knew he could be better.

"Just shut up! You don't know what you're talking abou-" I took the opportunity to push away his sword while he was babbling. The wooden blade flew behind Katsuo and left him vulnerable. I kicked his chest so he fell and I pointed my blade at him, securing my victory. It went faster than expected.