You're My Special (SI-OC/Naruto) ENG

8: Whim

8: Whim

She took a deep breath, felt the wind brushing against her hair, and listened to the sound of leaves falling from the trees. For a moment, she stood still, and in the next instant, her body soared several meters into the air. Her blue eyes sharpened, and with a swift motion, the six kunai in her hands flew toward their targets.

Naruko landed gracefully and, with unwarranted confidence, raised her head proudly, speaking in an arrogant tone.

"What do you think? Am I not amazing?"

"You missed one." The flat voice made her stumble.

"Impossible! I practiced this for weeks." Indignantly, she looked at the six targets until she found the one that was missing a kunai in the center.

"Damn it!" She walked over, irritated, and picked up the kunai from the ground. It was the farthest target and at the most unusual angle. She had been having trouble hitting it, and just yesterday, she had finally managed to reach it. She had excitedly jumped around until she realized Sukuna wasn't there to see it.

That had made her feel down, but she quickly composed herself. If she had hit it once, that meant she had already mastered it, right? At least, that's what she thought. So this morning, she dragged Sukuna to their usual spot, which had become her training field, and decided to show him so he could praise her for her good work.

She hadn't expected to fail like this.

"You were too impatient. You jumped earlier than you should have and didn't aim properly because you rushed," Sukuna said as he approached the spot where she had stood before. He moved his hands slightly, and where they had been empty before, suddenly six kunai appeared.

His foot pushed gently against the ground, and as if his body weighed less than a feather, it lifted into the air. The boy maneuvered gracefully mid-fall, skillfully twisting his body and waving both hands, from which the six kunai flew swiftly and precisely. The sound of metal clashing with metal echoed as the five kunai Naruko had hit were displaced from their spots. To add to that, the target the girl had missed was also struck right in the center.

"Show-off," Naruko muttered under her breath, though her eyes sparkled with admiration at the display.

Sukuna ignored her murmur. He wasn't showing off; he was simply showing her how to do it, and If he happened to look cool while doing it, it was because he had been born that way.

'I wonder if you've managed to pick up on any of that,' he thought as he glanced out of the corner of his eye toward the distance, where a pair of white eyes peeked from between the leaves of a bush.

For months now, he had noticed the little spy but hadn't said anything. After all, it wasn't his problem, it was Naruko's. And if the girl was skilled enough to hide from the blonde, then he could let her keep spying as much as she wanted.

Besides, he thought it might be fun if the girl managed to pick up a thing or two by watching him and Naruko train.

"Huh?" He felt a familiar presence approaching.

"For now, keep training until you can do it. I'll be back in a while."

"Eh? Wait, where are you going?" Naruko looked at him in confusion. After all, Sukuna usually didn't interrupt their training sessions.

Sukuna simply waved his hand, and his figure blurred, disappearing from the spot without saying anything more.

"How strange..." Naruko looked in the direction he had gone with suspicion. Yesterday, he had been late to their meeting, and today, he was leaving without saying a word. Something strange was definitely going on here.