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The Next Generation	By : groovytits Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 5240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Pull!”
A small log was hurled into the air and swiftly cut into four parts.
“Pull! “
Another thicker log whistled past my vision as my six-year-old brother used the butt of his right short spear to force the log even higher into the air, slashing it when it came back down with his sharp black claws. It plopped to the ground with four very deep gashes marring its rough surface.
“That was good Kachio. “
Mother praised the boy from her seat on a nearby fallen log. It was pretty good, the way he used one of his short spears to knock it into the air to buy time. That was the way Kachio was; strategical, calm, and clever. He never went into training without first meditating with mother, and he always planned ahead before a strike. Kachio figured out that the log was too thick to cut with his spear heads when he saw it in his peripheral. So, knocking it up, he had time to quickly contemplate what was best to use on hand in the situation. His claws should be long enough to slice through it, if not completely, then at least to the point where the impact from the blow should crack it with the force of his strike. It would have been a definite death to the log, had it not been for the fact that his six-year-old body wasn’t yet strong enough for a strong hit that would have been a breeze for father. It didn’t matter. The fact was that it didn’t work out like he planned, and Kachio was distraught. He sagged his shoulders and looked dejectedly at the ground,
“Hey squirt! What did I tell you about a demon that doesn’t want to go down?!”
Father yelled a few feet away, another log ready to be launched in his right hand. Kachio suddenly looked up with a knowing grin. He quickly sunk down to kneel and pounced on the log, grabbing each side with both hands in an unconventional hand-stand. When gravity took over and Kachio began to flip the other way, he yanked his right hand away while using his left as an anchor. The log quickly snapped in two, thanks to the earlier abuse it had taken. Kachio landed in a crouch and help the two pieces up with a victorious smile.
“Excellent! Just remember that the battle isn’t over just because your first hit didn’t split your opponent in two. Keep that in mind, boy. “
Father’s voice was mostly aggressive on a day-to-day basis, but growing up with him had rendered us immune to his seemly scolding voice. That was just the way he talked, and it was never considered odd when he shouted at us.
“Ryuumiu! Get your ass up and take stance! “
And so I did. My brother scurried out of the way and I brought my arm up, flinging the small throwing axe at the log when it few from father’s hands and into my line of vision. The axe turned five times and hit its mark, not splitting the wood in two but burying itself deep enough to almost cut it completely. Before it hit the ground, I bent over and picked up a nearby rock, flinging it at the log with both hands. The separated wood hit the ground with a ‘thunk’ and my fist pumped into the air, my mouth letting out a loud howl.
“Ryu! Stop howling! You are not a beast! “
Kachio said evenly, hitting me softly on the rump with the end of his spear. Mother looked at me with a small supportive smile. I didn’t contemplate things like Kachio did. When we often trained like this, Kachio would use everything he was armed with to destroy a target. I used everything at hand and if it did not work, I would use the closest thing no matter what it was. Not long ago, when I had thrown all of the knives and had still missed the mark, I pushed my older brother into the tree instead. Technically, his body had hit the mark completely where my little knives never sunk into the little dot mother had painted onto the tree. I was a resourceful little girl, and my brother was extremely witty.
“Ryu, um… good job, but use the other axe next time. “
Father pointed to the second axe sitting on the ground on my left side. I cocked my head to the side and stared down at the sharp object, and then looked at father,
“I forgot I had it. “
Father sighed heavily and walked to me. He strapped the little axe to my obi.
“Well, from now on, keep all of your weapons on you, always. “
Mother stood up and kept a hand on her swollen belly. She walked to her mate and put a hand on his shoulder,
“Don’t you think that arming our five year old daughter to the teeth may be a little inappropriate?”
Her voice was gentle, but her facial expression betrayed her soft-spoken question.
“She is a little forgetful, and I want both of them to be able to defend themselves at all times. “
Mother was hesitant to agree to this sort of training when Kachio was four. It was extremely young to be handling such sharp objects, but father insisted that Kachio was smart enough to not stab himself with them. He was right, of course. Kachio was very mature for a three-foot tall child, and he handled the responsibility with enthusiasm. I wasn’t as naturally wise as my brother. I wasn’t stupid, really, simply intelligent in a different way. Kachio saw an opportunity to handle himself like an adult, and gain knowledge about a new subject. I saw something useful and sharp that I could kill people with. To have me walking around with pounds of weapons strapped to me little body would have earned mother the ‘irresponsible mother from hell ‘title that she was undoubtedly contending for.
“Only when training. “
There. A compromise.
“Fine.”
“Great.”
It was getting dim outside. Mother began the short trek home, me following close behind. Father grabbed Kachio's small hand and flung him onto his back, following us.
That’s what I remember from my earliest training. Weapons where a big part of our lives. Father wanted to make sure we were always prepared, being the paranoid man that he is. If one day we decided to take a stroll and where attacked by a demon, you’d better believe that our child-selves would have wasted that mother fucker.
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