Shimada's Lust

Chapter II: Shenpai hears her calling

Shenpai's POV

     Here I am right now, I flew to Japan all the way from Germany just so I can meet the man himself. The plane trip was stupidly long, not to mention there was a guy next to me who wouldn't stop flirting with me, I had to get someone to take him all the way to the front. Even landing was a hassle because they wouldn't accept my ID until everything has settled way in the back so I had to wait nearly 10 hours just to get to Hanamura. At least getting to a hotel wasn't too difficult and I managed to sleep for a good 9 hours. BUT I had to wait for four days before I could meet with Hanzo due to "personal matters" that I'm too ashamed to admit.

     And here I am, Hanzo is right in front of me. Granted I had an arrow pointed at me but hey, I didn't get shot! I'm sweating like crazy but I'm alive.

     "How do you know my name? How do you know what I'm seeking after?" He pointed his bow and arrow in my face again. How the hell am I supposed to answer this? Uhmmm..

     "I know you from a family member?"

     "Who told you about me?" SHIT SHIT SHIIIIIIIIT I DON'T KNOW ANY OTHER FAMILY MEMBER OF HIS OTHER THAN GENJI! SHOULD I JUST TELL HIM? AAAAAARG!

     "Your brother Genji told me about you!" I DID IT FUUUUUCK!

     ".... He is not my brother." He started walking away from me. What? I didn't expect this. I thought he would just shoot me right on the spot.

     "What do you mean? He is your brother, though! Why do you think so badly of him?" I followed after him.

     "What makes you think I will tell you everything?"

     "I can gain your trust!" I pull out the pen and paper from my sachet. "I can draw something for you to make you feel better! Think of it as my way of showing you a side of me, then you can show me a side of yours." Hopefully he shows me more than his side though haaaaaaaah.

     "... Very well. Show me what you've got." He kneels down in front of me

     "Yessss!" I sit down in front of him laying dow the papers. "Now I'm not the best at drawing but I'd like to think that I'm decent. Also I haven't drawn on paper in a very long while so I had to practice on the way to here. I made some drawings of you, they suck though."

     "Why don't you show them to me?"

     "Wait really? Well, alright I guess." I layed down some of the drawings of him that I made while on the way, I did say I needed to practice but they look so bad.

     "That is an interesting art style. I don't know how to feel about this.." Oh no, does he hate them? Is he gonna hate me? Please I went this far I don't want it to end this fast.

     "They're suck, like I said I needed to practice on the way to Japan."

     "It is interesting, I don't dislike it. It definitely suits you." Suits me?

     "Um, how does it suits me?"

     "Well, it's an art style I'd expect from a girl of your age I suppose." I don't know how to feel about this. Should I feel honored or ashamed? Fuck it, both.

     "I can draw something better for you! I can do better than this!"

     "Go on, then. Show me more of your art." Today is gonna be a good day, I just know it. Today I found my calling! And that's to make this tiny Japanese man happy!

     "Alright!"