Act 4, Scene 27 (Fin)
Shizue found Okiie that afternoon, when she went to ask him about the date she had planned, and if he'd accept--and it seemed almost a habit, that she was the one asking, that she was taking charge in that way at least--training.
With Saya, actually.
"You have to do better than that!" Saya yelled. "That was both uncouth and ineffective."
The young woman was surging forward, lashing out with tendrils of water that surrounded her body, and Okiie was slicing them with a wave of his hand, backing up slowly.
He was looking intent as he raced back, running through a short set of handseals and then hurtling a glowing ball of crackling lightning at Saya, who was forced to leap out of the way, ending her attack as he continued to back up, his fingers flying once again to run all the way through a short set of handseals, and then he had a double, who ran at Saya.
Saya ignored it, charging forward, as thorns shot up from the ground, almost going right through her feet as she had to leap, halfway out of the way, to dodge it.
She leapt right into a sealless breakthrough that sent her slamming into a wall. But that only seemed to slow her slightly as she moved forward again, dodging a large shuriken made of water, which splashed hopelessly behind her as she went in for the punch.
Shizue winced as her fist slammed into Okiie's side, and it was his turn to retreat, as Saya tried to follow up on it, moving so fast she was almost a blur, though she was forced to back up slightly when he spat fire from his lips right onto the ground, which glowed with the heat of it. Shizue was surprised that the floor wasn't worse marked as Saya went around, only to just barely dodge an attack Shizue had never seen before.
It was like Wind Arrow, but larger, and faster, the wind so violent that she had a suspicion that anyone it hit would be severely cut up. But Saya ducked under it, the sleeves of her kimono torn apart by the winds, but otherwise unharmed as she closed the distance… and there was nothing else that Okiie could do.
Her fist met Okiie's stomach, and he held up a hand, panting. "I… give."
"Huh. You need to get better with that ace," Saya said. "And you need some clones, Okiie-kun, to take your hits for you. Pretty fast, though." She whistled and patted his cheek so fondly that Shizue felt her blood boil.
"Thanks… I… whew," Okiie said, wiping his brow. "You're fast."
"It helps," Saya said. "But the way you kept on pushing me back or spiking the floor is exactly what you need to do. At least, I bet Emiko-sensei would be proud."
Okiie nodded. "Yeah. But more importantly, I'm kinda glad that it's starting to come together, and--"
Okiie saw Shizue, and his eyes lit up. "Shizue-chan!"
"Yes, Shizue-chan," Saya said. "You didn't notice? I guess you were too focused on me." Saya smirked and oozed over towards Shizue, faster than Okiie could move. "Ah, hello Shizue-chan. Just seeing what Okiie-kun looks like hot, and sweaty. He's cute when you look at him the right way and have the right mindset, I suppose."
Shizue knew that it was a trick, a trap, and yet she bristled despite that. "Really, Saya-chan?" She felt oddly insecure, even though she knew that Okiie wasn't someone who would stray, and that whatever charms Saya had, that didn't mean she was going to just sweep him away. But she still bristled and almost arched her back on the attack. "You're just…"
"Training with someone else?" Saya asked, with a smirk. "Yes I am. Don't worry, settle down, I'm just playing with you."
"I know," Shizue admitted.
"It's nice that you credit me with so much power. Maybe I should go and talk to Genta-kun. Since you seem to believe I have the power to seduce someone with punches, perhaps I could cheer him up five fingers at a time?" Saya shook her head. "It'd be uncouth, but then, that's how it goes."
"Genta-kun needs…" Shizue began. "Time."
"Oh? I think I'm going to go and see him anyways, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. In the meantime, you should see to your boyfriend. Now that I've--"
"Please," Shizue said, with a sigh.
"Fine, you're no fun," Saya said. "But enjoy."
Leaving Shizue to flush as Saya sauntered off. Okiie reached her before she even had time to think of a good comeback. "Shizue-chan, what are you doing here? Things going alright?"
"Want to go on a date tonight?" Shizue asked.
"Sure! Where?"
"Stargazing. We can bring blankets and hot chocolate. And a lantern to see by, if we need it," Shizue said. "I can tell you about some of the stars. Maybe I could borrow a book from Chuichi-sama."
"Oh, right. So, what did you think?"
"You used a lot of jutsu," Shizue said. "I hope you aren't too worn out."
"All five elements. I'm still working on that finisher. I need to make it better, but… it's a work in progress. Anyways, I need to get toweled off and…"
"And?" Shizue asked.
"...and take a shower and change my clothes, too?"
Shizue nodded, pleased that he'd gotten it right without her having to say any more. He was dressed in a flak vest, shirt and pants, and perhaps he'd want to change into something nicer. She knew that she was going to be wearing the scarves, veils, and nice clothes in general. Show off a little bit.
"Right! Will do!"
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Shizue dressed up, making sure to carefully apply the makeup for being seem better by lantern-light, and wishing for a moment she had a little perfume. Not that she smelled, but she wanted this to be… magical. That's what had driven her to consider the idea. The potential that something special could happen, something close and intimate and strange.
Then she made a thermos of hot chocolate and grabbed, from the stock that Emiko seemed to have built up sometime in the last week, a lantern holding a candle, which she lit. If it went out, Okiie could fix that.
Then, carrying lantern in one hand, blankets on her back, and hot chocolate in the other, she made her way towards Okiie's room.
He stepped out just in time, with more blankets and a well-fitted kimono. His hair had been carefully wetted down, and there was a slight wood-like smell to him. Just a faint… perfume? No. Or maybe not. "So, Shizue-chan. The sun should be setting. So, um, you want to watch it together?"
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It was peaceful and quiet, the wind even seeming to settle down across the vast expanse of the wasteland that was a desert. A crowded wasteland, though. "Today was a good day," Okiie said.
"I'm glad," Shizue said. "So you were working about using your jutsu together?"
"And figuring out how to use them together," Okiie said. "Emiko-sensei has mentioned the possibility of a training trip to work on elemental jutsu and fighting styles."
Shizue nodded. "Interesting. I've also been making some sketches of puppets. And trying to think about it. I think I figured out where my nets went wrong, and I think if I tried to use it again, it would really work better. But at the same time, using nets to trap someone doesn't fit with Stinger's fighting style. But I could imagine thread or wire with Ryuko. She could snare someone up, and then I could run lighting through it, or… but more than that, the first puppet. He was big and strong, like a bear, and I think that there were some interesting aspects of his joints and the strength of his attacks that I could learn from." She shook her head. "Small details, but I think that Stinger could benefit from them. Importantly, the way she would have used them convinces me that I need to tell more people about what they can do?"
"So that they can work with your puppets like team members?" Okiie asked, glancing over at the sun as it passed just below a hill, shrouding the world in growing darkness. He began to lay his blankets down, creating a sort of picnic space, though they hadn't brought any food. Shizue had eaten before she went to talk to Okiie, and she hoped that he'd done the same at some point.
"Yes, actually!" Shizue said. "That's exactly it. I've been trying to do that in general. Tomorrow I want to train with Junko-chan, Seiichiro-kun, and Yuichi-kun, on team exercises."
"That's good. What will you do?"
"I think go against them, but also fight with them. See if I can mix things up," Shizue admitted.
"Ah, right," Okiie said with a smile. "I think that's a great idea. Seichiro-kun's a bit unfocused, but he has time. Uh, let's see. Junko-chan's good at sneaking behind people and stabbing them…"
"Have you trained with them?" Shizue asked, frowning thoughtfully as they settled down on the blanket and looked up at the sky. It'd take time before the stars were out.
"I've tried to train with everyone, because we're a team, and teams are supposed to stick together," Okiie said, with a nod. "But I haven't been able to talk to Genta-kun at all. I saw him in the hall, but I kinda worry about him?"
"I can't say you're wrong to."
It was slightly chilly, and Shizue, rather than pull the blanket closer, instead pulled another source of warmth closer, leaning into Okiie. Okiie was blushing as he glanced over at the lantern and then out into the desert. "I know you're old friends."
"Our friendship sort of came and went. And came again," Shizue admitted, quietly. "I want to help him, but I don't know what that'd involve."
"And he doesn't want to talk about some things, does he? It's… it happens. But he's not a bad person. He helped us stop the traitors back in the Archipelago, and, I just can't believe that you can't reach him. You're amazing, Shizue-chan, I'm sure you can do it."
Shizue smiled. "Thanks."
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They chatted about the weather and her work in putting together more of the base, but mostly they were waiting, the thermos still warm, for the stars to begin to come out. "There is the wandering bear," Shizue said quietly, when at last she could see the vast expanse of the stars, which stretched in every direction, hundreds and hundreds of them, untouched by clouds or anything at all.
They were vast and dizzying, and she felt like she was spinning around. She'd brought her flute, beneath her dress, and she pulled it out, curiously, staring up at the stars.
What sort of sound would they make? What did the stars sound like. Lonely, and yet not alone at all. Surrounded by other stars, that made up groups, that created formations. Perhaps they were just the product of human imagination.
But Shizue didn't want to think that was true. She wanted to think that the stars at least were there for a reason. "That one, that's the bear. And next to it is the rat."
Okiie frowned, looking up at them. "You know what it looks like? It looks like a snake biting a goat."
"What?"
"Well, it does. Look," he said, tracing the long 'tail' of the rat with his finger, and then the way that the stars around where she imagined the rat's ears could almost look like an open mouth. And if she squinted she could almost see the goat, cutting off some stars, adding others, all together changing the night sky.
"I guess it does. Do you want hot chocolate?"
"Definitely!" Okiie said, snuggling closer to her. She opened the thermos, and then realized with a start that she hadn't brought glasses. But she passed it to him and he took a sip, and then gave it to her. It was sweet, and no doubt expensive. Shizue savored the warmth as it slid down her throat.
"Ahh. And that, then? That's the Monk."
"Looks more like a merchant. Rika-chan's father, maybe. Look at the way…" Okiie began.
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Shizue was almost giggling by this point, forseeing what would happen after every pointed out constellation up in the sky. It was never going to be what it looked like. "And there's the ram. What does that look like?"
"You know? Honestly, a ram," Okiie said.
"What?" Shizue asked.
"It really does. What else would it look like. You know, Seiichiro-kun reads these stories about battles and wars up amid the stars. That each star is another planet or something. But Rika-chan said that she'd looked it up and they were just the sun but far away, or something like that. But if that was so, Seiichiro-kun said, then that's just proof that there's something up there, some weird world where strange things happen. Not like the normal stuff we have here, like ninja and monks and chakra."
Shizue opened her mouth and said, "I guess you don't agree?"
"Chakra's special enough. Still, Seiichiro-kun's comics aren't that bad," Okiie admitted, sticking out his tongue. "He wanted to start a club. Maybe I will! We could share our comics with other members that can't afford it… or dont' want to buy?"
"I'm sure it'd go well," Shizue said. "Though we're not a large… group?"
"Large enough to be a superhero team," Okiie said, softly. "But it's like, why isn't there enough to explore and learn down here? Or maybe there is and it's just for fun. Maybe I'm getting old." Okiie shook his head. "They're good stories. Space Wars, and Tales of Laser-Dromo are both solid… but it's like, I don't know. It's like why in all the world below is it the stars above, that…"
Okiie shook his head. "I'm not all… wordy like you. Wordy? Uh. Good with words, I mean." He bit his lip. "And I'm not as--"
"Stop. Okiie-kun. Don't worry about anything like that."
He nodded, a little uncertainly, and then brightened a little. He pointed up in the sky. "Look at that." He was pointing right at two clumps of stars.
"Huh, I don't know what those are," Shizue admitted, quietly. She hadn't memorized all of them, and that was just how it was.
"The lovers," Okiie said, playfully. "Don't they kinda look like two pairs of puckered lips?"
"Really?" Shizue asked. "You don't need to look up at the stars to find a pair of lips." She smiled, and without further prompting he leaned in and kissed her, mouth open slightly, his warm hand wrapping around her shoulder, fingers pushing aside the veil, aside everything in the way, to meet in the middle.
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The lantern blazed out into the darkness of the quiet night, the wind merely a background instrument, the moon rising eventually to occupy the sky, glowing just enough to cast light and shadows down upon two young adults. Two shinobi, though what they were doing had very little to do with ninja: other than the occasional use of a jutsu to light the lantern after a breeze blew it out, or a few other minor tricks of that sort.
What they did had everything to do with who they were, and where they were going. Kisses, tongues, strokes of the arms, hugs and embraces, and drinks of hot chocolate, and laughing jokes about mustaches, and vague and joking references to the stars.
The lantern burned long that night, out into an emptiness in which man could only fill with difficulty, out into a sky that man could define and define, remake and reshape, and yet still miss a few stars, here and there, still leave room for invention.
Of course, invention was sometimes overrated. Brilliance, sometimes overestimated. There was nothing new and much old in that night, which passed by stages undefined by time, subject to the whims of body, the coldness of skin, a clock in which it wasn't seconds that were measured, but enjoyment.
When the hot chocolate ran out, and the blankets started to feel itchy, when Shizue needed more and more time to breathe after each kiss, when the night finally began to get cold and the winds began to sweep on, when the process of drinking led to its bodily inevitabilities, that's what brought them in at last: nothing so quotidian and simple as a clock, or a time, though if they had looked, they would have seen it was well past midnight when they finally stumbled back in.
They separated, unembarrassed at the time or anything else, and went to their beds to dream of dark and secret things that only they shared.
*******
The day had started slowly enough. She'd washed some clothes, since she'd used one of her good outfits, and she stretched, ran through her exercises, changed her sheets, turned on her radio and prepared for the deluge of people.
She'd greeted Junko with a smile, and then frowned when the girl seemed to be pouting. "You ready for training, Junko-chan?"
"Eh, I guess."
"What is it?"
Junko shrugged. "It's just, I asked Saya-chan if she wanted to hang out today, but she said she was going to hang out with Genta-kun in his room." She stuck out her tongue.
"Well, as long as she's not harassing him, it's a good thing," Shizue said. "Are you ready for training?"
"I guess. I should sneak into the room and spy on them, I--"
"Would not advise that," Emiko said, leaning over Junko's shoulder.
"Gah! Emiko-sensei!" Junko said, throwing up her hands defensively.
"Yes. I am Emiko." The jonin looked at both of them. "You were saying?"
"Uh, well, training," Shizue said.
"Good, good. But after you have that training session, I do need to talk to you. You need to choose a team for a mission I've decided you're going to be doing. Some outreach to several small communities. Well-digging, mail services, guarding caravans. Easy stuff. Actually, the well-digging could be very easy, but I'm not going along."
Shizue blinked. "Oh?"
"I'm too overqualified to use my powers over the very earth itself to dig wells. At least right now," Emiko said. "But I hope it'll be a learning experience, Shizue-chan."
"Ah, okay then," Shizue said.
When Emiko asked, you obeyed.
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It would take more than one training session to get the kinks out. But Shizue could realize some important things. For instance, she was out of shape and out of practice, though in a taijutsu fight, that really only made her worse than Yuichi and Seiichiro.
What she also realized was that team synergy took time. Yuichi and Seiichiro worked together decently, as did Junko and Yuichi, but Junko and Seiichiro were still finding their groove. What she also learned was that even with puppets, handling three targets took some doing, and that Junko's genjutsu was potent enough that she could throw Shizue for a loop. And stab her in the back.
In the right circumstances, it might take Junko alone to kill Shizue, she realized. A clever illusion, the use of a Chunin-level invisibility ninjutsu, especially for a twelve year old… and in that way, Seiichiro should be a good teammate.
The three of them together managed it. The obvious threat, the semi-obvious threat, and the hidden threat.
She and Junko had the same chemistry, and so did she and Seiichiro, because the boy was actually surprisingly keen on working together with her and her puppets, though his fighting style was rough and could use more than a little polish.
It seemed like he had a lot of potential, but he was still searching for his own style. He had ninjutsu, he had taiijutsu, but neither was something that could be focused on. It was something he was working on.
Shizue did have a thought, though. Chakra Flow and a few more offensive jutsu could help his style.
For Shizue herself, she knew she needed more agility in order to fight with her puppets and not be caught out, and she needed to be more aware of the dangers of Junko's attacks in general. Genjutsu wasn't that great of a weakness for her, but it was definitely a case where she could be stronger against it.
For Junko? She needed to focus on what she was good at. She needed more and more potent attacks so that her first blow could be her last, because every time that the fight lasted more than a handful of seconds, Junko was forced to run, hide, and try to turn it into an ambush again.
Yuichi? Honestly: he just needed to keep doing what he was doing, but more, because the more she saw of him and his fighting style, the more it was clear that he was well on his way to becoming a chunin level fighter. He knew what he wanted to know, he knew what he needed to know, and all it'd take was work to get there.
She left the training ground, tired and sweaty and ready to see what she had to do with the mission.
[End Credits]
Who are her other teammates? (Pick 2, Genta is a .5 vote weight)
[] Pick two.
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A/N: Yep, there we go. There will be more with the training later, but I didn't know if I wanted a long training/fight scene right before going off on a mission. This mission, unlike others, happens early on in the month, so once you get back (provided things go well) you'll still have plenty of month left.