The Heart of a Ninja

How i met her..(part one)

~Saizo POV ~

It was a peaceful morning as I gaze up into the blue cloudless sky. I somehow managed to slip away from Yukimura's annoying training session, no matter how many times I tell him that the training for samurais and ninjas are different but he doesn't listen.*sigh* Today is quite boring.. I think I'll just take a nap.

-a few hours later-

The thundering sounds of hooves awaken me from my slumber, as I sit up I see a carriage approach the front gates of the Takeda castle . Oh yes they were supposed to bring new servants today. Slowly I get down from the roof and silently travel through the shadows towards the main hall.

-Main hall-
I hide in the ceiling as I listen to Lord Shingen talk to his new staff amongst them a young boy, the poison taster looks a bit suspicious. He seems quite nervous and his built is too feminine. Soon Shingen finishes the introductions and asks the newbies to go to their rooms. Yukimura and Sasuke seem to take an interest in the poison taster boy. I also noticed the boy staring at yukimura through out the session for some reason. Finally yukimura starts to lead the boy to his room.

-The poison taster's room-

I swiftly made my way through the inner cavity of the ceilings and reached the boy's room. I guess I was the first one here but soon I heard several footsteps coming towards the room. The door slowly opened and the boy entered followed by yukimura , who soon left to give the kid some privacy.

The boy in question sighs in relief and slowly plops onto the floor . After a few minutes he gets up and grabs a towel to wipe off the sweat from his body. But that's when I noticed the bandages tightly wrapped around his chest and thanks to the yukata shifting with "his" movements I noticed a bump under the bandages, he was actually a she.. I immediately slipped down the ceiling and held a dagger to her throat and asked her who she was, she slowly tried to turn around and I got a glimpse of the fear in her eyes. But at the same time I realised something, I knew her, she was that girl in the capital whose father is the owner of a very popular restaurant, the girl who I met 15 years ago, the girl who saved my soul. I suddenly released her but she was still rigid in fear. At least she was not a spy but why is she here? And why is she dressed as a boy? As these thoughts ran through me , I noticed that she was shaking in fear. I asked her with a smile "am I that scary?" Soon she visibly relaxed but said nothing. I sighed this was quite an unexpected turn of events , so much for my boring day. I looked at her for one last time before leaving the room.