Disclaimer I do not own Inuyasha nor Ouran High
A/N: Sorry it took an extra week, its snowing where I'm at and the library was closed all of last week. Also I'll be posting another update for this story tomorrow hopefully. So without further ado please read and enjoy.
Priestess at Ouran:
Dressing in Preparation is Key
Taisho Manor ~ 4:22 AM
The clash of wooden swords, as well as their silhouettes were outlined against the shoji doors, showed two figures in cyclic combat. One female the other male. Each move was made with purpose and grace. Though wooden it cut through the air with a swish, toned but thin female arms held the blade with a cocky surety, while the male held his with deadly poise and formality. It was quite a spectacle to watch the silhouettes move at least until the cycle was broken.
A sharp 'thwack' of the wooden sword hitting flesh was heard; followed by a soft curse from the female that resulted in another 'thwack' from the male.
Biting back another curse, Kagome whirled to her right dodging a downward strike of the wooden blade. Moving qucikly she brought her bokken in an upward strike hitting her sensei's to throw him off balance with the momentum. Her sensei stumbled back slightl, but never fell unlike her. He immediately fixed his stance as if her hit had been nothing.
They both moved back into the circle in the dojo.
She was hungry, sleepy, and irritated. Not to mention the sharp stinging and reddening of skin where her sensei's bokken had hit her were fueling her irritation and causing her discomfort.
Remembering to calm her breathing she brought her body back into the formal stance and once again they were at it. Parry, parry, strike, parry, defend, strike, parry, parry, strike (low) then whirl and strike upwards, then start all over. She really was thankful for all her morning training sessions as the Kagome before this might have tired within ten minutes of sparring with her sensei.
Whereas, now an hour into their morning sparring session, a slight sheen a sweat had begun to crest her brow. Although she could feel the soreness in her arms and hands a little more, as blocking strikes from her master was no easy feat nor striking him either.
"Remember to keep the same amount of power in your hits, or this will happen," and just like that when she mad for an upward strike, her sensei's bokken did not budge and thus came down hard making her lose her balance instead of him. "Now get up and repeat, or would you like to be here till six am instead of five."
Growling, she grudgingly got back up.
She was about to retake her stance, but not before receiving another swift whack on the back of her thigh for moving slowly. She held in the hiss and curse, knowing she'd get another one hit.
"Ahem, a question requires an answer pupil."
She sent him a tight look barely holding in her aggravation and pain, "No, sensei I would not."
'Gah I knew I should've worn my training clothes to bed!'
After the big gala yesterday and the whole circus monkey going crazy on the chandelier thanks to Tamaki, she'd assumed Sesshoumaru would give her a break this morning. The festivities and the overbearing kimono had tired her body, so she'd forgone putting on her training gear after her shower instead choosing to sleep in just a big white t-shirt that came mid-thigh and her socks from last night.
'What a foolish idea that was.'
She'd been woke up an hour ago with the silk covers violently ripped off of her. Her aniki's cold eyes not caring in the least for what she wore, gave her no time to prepare as he picked her up and unceremoniously threw her into the dojo room where her sensei was waiting for her.
Without the protection of her training gear the lower half of her body was left unprotected and her top half was barely protected by the flimsy t-shirt. She swore she'd wear battle attire to bed every night after this. Almost every part of her body had a red mark from her sensei's bokken.
'Kami-sama please let five come soon!'
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bokken - wooden sword, normally used with kendo
sensei - teacher
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