Say What? (Aizawa Polyamory)

Late Night House Visit ( 8)

Shouta grabbed what he thought he needed as he was unsure what Aletta had made for him. Normally he didn't care how he looked but if she spent good money then he did care. A warm, steady rain started to come down. There sure has been a lot more of those lately. Even meteorologists commented on it. Not that it was bad a thing but not usual.

As he parked, he noticed a black, nondescript sedan in her driveway. Man, she was going low key for her. Why was she so dedicated to Shintoism? Was she making sure she had safe Havens?

As crazy as it sounded, her being a dragon made more sense each time he thought about it.

Shouta approached the door to have the door open to Aletta standing in a brown leather halter gladiator top and skirt that matched. Her right hand held a sheathed katana.

"Something wrong? You're a day early and not meeting me at U.A..."

"Nothing wrong unless you don't want to spend more time with me? How am I, Aizawa Shouta going to start teaching, if you don't allow time for classes? I happen to remember you saying you would be an excellent student..."he commented to her.

Aletta blinked then bowed so he could come in. The place was old as in like historical built and she left it that way. Aletta gave him a tour.

"The shower and bathroom are outside. There is no electricity but fire safe lanterns. This house deserved to stay as original as possible don't you think?"

"Yes, I see how much you love it. You love our culture quite a bit for being Western," commented Shouta.

"Yeah just wish I could find a Sensei for expanding my skill with the katana. I have a basic sword skill but the katana is as if crafted by elves or dwarves. So elegant but functional. I would have like to have seen some of the feudal period but probably only long enough, until my head was stuck on something sharp, for all to see,"she sighed "I yield it like a brute of an ogre..."

Shouta tossed his bag by the back door and placed his right hand on top of hers, "Let me see the blade."

Her fingers flexed and rolled the katana up and to his palm. He watched and noted ogres must be somewhat graceful or she wasn't giving herself enough credit.

Shouta looked at the sheath and then katana. He held his breath as he examined. Eel Skin on the pommel and custom built. It was old as 700 or 800 years old. It was one of the very few the U.S. military had not managed to destroy. It was a national treasure yet he didn't begrudge her. Aletta would keep it safe and cherish it.

"This is quite old, girl. I will teach you to wield it and not bring shame upon it," Shouta said. "it was rare but a few samurai were women. Perhaps you should research them and the path of Onna Bugeisha.."

Aletta bowed low, "thank you Sensei for I know your time is precious. I will pay for those lessons of course."

"Show me your draw of the blade..."

Aletta pulled it but not correctly. She drew it as Westerners drew swords. Shouta approached and showed the proper move to shake blood off and sheath. He demonstrated pulling the katana as if from an invisible sheath. Then he circled around pressed up against her and placed his rough fingers on her forearms. He motioned and this time the girl released the katana so quickly he couldn't follow the full draw. Once she was trained properly she would be fast as lightning with the blade.

Yes, who better to own such a blade but a dragon, if she was indeed one. A small part of him now actually hoped.

"Good! Much better! It seems you are a quick learner..." he said as he stepped back from her.

Aletta placed the katana in its sheath as he taught her and bowed. "It is because of you Aizawa-san."

"Mmm, so that is the conclusion of that lesson..."