Takasuke High School

Roots

"D-dad..."

Yagi's dad slowly stands up. He looks like he's just been through a haunted house. He seemed so pale.

"Hey kiddo," He says trying not to sound too nervous and awkward.

Yagi looked at him with wide eyes, clearly shocked.

"I-I thought you were gone..."

"I was." He said simply.

"T-then how are you here?..."

"Listen... Kiddo, I- Didn't just use Wood Maker Magic, like you and Mom thought..."

"W-what do you mean..."

"I-... I use, a long, forgotten magic... Known as- Vision Magic..."

"S-so... You're just a vision?... Not real?"

Yagi's dad let out an awkward laugh.

"No, see- Vision Magic... Allows one to exist in a different dimension other than theirs, or a different place than where they are if they're living. For a short period of time that is. It drains a lot of magic out of one... Though, lucky for you... Any sort of damage in one place. Dimension or not is only subject to that place. Lucky for me, I'm strong enough to be able to cast aside your little 'poke'"

"D-Dad... A-are you sure? Y-You're bleeding! You look in pain!"

"I'll be fine, dont'cha worry about that now, okay?"

"F-Fine..."

"So... Do ya got any questions before I go?..."

"W-Wait... Y-you have to go already?!..."

"Yea... Can't stay in another dimension for very long..."

"I- Have three questions..."

"Make em' quick then."

"O-okay... First..."

"I-Is it possible... To still use Vision Magic?..."

He looked at Yagi, almost angered.

"No, people are born with it and must be taught by one who has had extensive training in it. Like me. Not only that but, I will make sure that no one EVER uses it again, the effects of it, even trained, are very dangerous, upon others around them, and the user himself"

"O-oh... Okay..."

He waited for Yagi's next question

"H-How come, I can't seem to use my magic when I want to, only when I'm angry or scared?"

"Hmph, I don't really know, that's only ever happened once or twice before, though, the persons were never able to fix the issue, though, I'll give you a couple tips, one, remember, two hands, though it may be slower, creates more balanced magic. That, and just practice, out somewhere in nature, where there is wood, and stuff to make you happy basically."

"O-Okay... Thanks..."

"Final one?"

"W-well... I-It's no big deal... I- uh... Can't remember anyways..."

"O-Kay then."

. . . Awkward silence

"Well, I have to uh, get going... Sorry, Kiddo."