Characters: Hijikata Toshirou (age 9) & Hijikata Toshizou (age 15) [
mayovice &
smokydemon]
Content: In where Rou ties to get Zou to teach him something. Except that his teacher is a busy busy man.
Setting: Downtown Melior, where the ladies frequent rather often. |B
Time: Fourteen years ago, and a bit over a year after Rou and Zou met for the first time as kids.
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He sighed in mild annoyance, running a hand through his hair and wondering if he should shake off the two girls hanging all over him and trying (in vain) to find anywhere he was injured. If it was two, he figured it was all right--one would risk the others' jealousy, but two were just lucky, not directly in his favor, so they probably wouldn't get in trouble with their peers.
Someone appeared in the back alley who didn't fit the general profile of its inhabitants (that is to say, who wasn't teenaged, female, or fawning). Still not bothering to remove the people clinging on to him, he found himself glancing over and noticing his cousin--well, dammit. Couldn't that brat tell when he was busy?
[ooc: pongwqepoweaposgoinpjOGT4no I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this! There was kind of a family emergency, and I've been out of sorts, and then my family came to visit and I didn't want to be away from them and yeah ._.]
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"Oy, oyaji," Toshirou started once he was within hearing range and spoke as loudly as he could over the fawning of the ladies (and trying not to twitch - really, these women had no shame). "Are you done peeving already? I'm bored."
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Toshizou wasn't really all that much more pleasant. He scowled, pointedly wrapping an arm around the nearest girl's waist and pulling her closer. "I gave you a book to read," he muttered in annoyance. "And stay out of places you have no business being in."
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"The book was boring," retorted the nine-year-old, sparing a glance in annoyance and disgust at the ladies before continuing, "And I already read it before anyway. Plus you still owe me a lesson, asshole."He would get the asshole to give him a lesson today, females fawning over him or not. That he would make sure of it.
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"Your lesson is in patience," he snapped. "Get back to the house and work on it."
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"That's what you told me the last time I came here!" the boy snapped back, his 'patience' being tried as it were. "And in the end you just end up peeving and didn't teach me anything at all!" He huffed, arms still crossed and a challenging glare directed at his cousin. "I demand my lesson now."
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"I did learn," he shot back with an irritated sort of tone in his voice, "Its only you who's being the pervert and peeving like nobody's business!" It was always the same old argument, really - he was the brat; Toshizou was the dirty old man to the boy's mind at least. Not that he was very far from the truth anyway.
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"Fine. I'll come back here later...What the Hell do you want a lesson in, runt?"
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He then looked back at his cousin when he asked him the question, only pausing for a moment before he answered with perhaps a little more excitement than he expected himself to have. "Sword fighting!" he exclaimed with a grin. "I wanna spar now, old man!" He had always loved those sparring sessions, as much as he never would admit it - the adrenaline, the power! It was all so enticing.
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"Fine," Toshizou muttered, looking around for something they could use as swords. His eye fell on a pile of lumber nearby; walking over, he picked up two sticks of suitable length and tossed one to his cousin. "Come at me."
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Finally, he had his chance to show his cousin just how much he had improved. Toshirou gripped his stick tightly as he neared his cousin, raising his stick as he swung it directly at the elder in hopes for a first strike.
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Toshirou had grown faster than he remembered, but still not quicker than him--there was a reason Toshizou was teaching the boy, after all. With a side step, he barely had to put any energy into knocking the blow completely clear of him; once Toshirou's attack was out of line, he moved in, striking towards the space left open by the attack. If it worked, it might help the brat learn not to throw so much into the first attack unless confident it would help him; if not, it would be a sign the boy's instincts (already decent) were improving.
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He then rushed head-on once more, a fire in his eyes as he started on his next attack towards Toshizou. Unlike before however, he instead ducked to the side at the last moment and swung the stick in a low arc, in a bid to throw his cousin off-balance and land a blow.
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