《Falling rain》chapter 2 : flow
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swinging his wooden katana at the damp full water big bath tub, while focusing the inherent trait of yamamoto takeshi's dying will flames on the wooden katana.
The slightly dim blue flames encasing the wooden sword, before the young yamamoto slashed it again in motion.
rippling water rushed forward before dying down, not even affecting the wall like how its supposed to be like in the anime.
"my control sure is crap" grumbled the child looking dejected at the small rippling water. his hair dripping with warm water of the bathtub.
before Takeshi get light cough echoed in the room. and the bathroom door get knocked by his second life’s parent.
"Takeshi, don't spend to much time in the bathroom, you will catch a cold!" the dark haired five year old grinning sheepishly as he heard his father yelling right outaide of the room.
"whoops, i should get going"
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Pre-school was such a drag. Arya or now known as Takeshi grumbled lightly. as he heaved the backpack and in his casual clothes.
'I hope there will be no slobbering mess kids, loudly crying kids, or god help me, pompous lil bullies. or i will snapped there and then' the reincarnated boy looks dejected at the building in front of him.
Tsuyoshi shakes his head at his son absolute contempt at the pre-school. "now, now, take-chan, i hope you found lots of new friends there, okay?"
the young boy nodded and give his father a beaming smile. "Hai!"
Tsuyoshi smile back as he see his son run and entering the buildings. now he should go back and opening his shop.
On the other hand, Takeshi's patient was being teased as he playfully and urgently avoided the crowd of childs that somehow smitten to him after his introduction.
"What-the-hell... gasp" Takeshi take his breath after run away from the monsters... yes, those runts were definitely monster. and if he think about original Takeshi's fans club as an over exaggeration. then, he will take that back, looks like lil yamamoto's charm was more of a curse.
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the casual clothes wearing boy then slide down, and sit under the sakura tree not too far from the pre-school but still hidden from plain view. as he looks up, his eyes meet a silvery grey eyed child that sit on top of tree branch, look down on him. as if being stunned, takeshi could only see the black haired silver eyed child face morphed into annoyed expression as the boy lifted a pair wooden tonfa behind the child long sleeve.
"Herbivore, for intruding my place, i'll bitp you to death." the child growled at takeshi.
Fuuc---
that's how the unfortunate takeshi's life ended. or maimed. or not.
Without looking at his assailant, the sushi chef’s son ducked his head before go straight under the seemingly older children. the air swished as the wooden tonfa missed its target with close margin.
cold sweat trailing down takeshi’s back as he avoided purely by instinct all of notorious demon of namimori’s tonfas attack and trying to get more distance without backing down. knowing the senior temperament from the manga and anime from his past live.
takeshi’s deep brown eyes clashed with the silver eyed self proclaimed carnivore.
‘never turn back, and show your vulnerable side in front of a natural predator’
in this case, takeshi can’t help but deadpanned at the unlucky situation. as this will be a real form of the saying ‘Out of a pond of crocodiles, and go into a lions mouth’.
it’s also too bad that he didn't bring his baseball bats, or wooden katana with him. trying to break the tension, the reincarnated boy grinning at the hibari.
“Hey, Senpai! that’s good weapons haha” takeshi’s say as he channeled his dying will flames wildly at his surrounding and straight at the chibi but still scary hibari kyoya.
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as if getting hit by some invisible force, hibari retracted his attack. look quite intriguing before glaring at takeshi “what did you do, herbivore?”
“Haha, i didn't do anything?” Takeshi said while tilting his head, try to act as innocent as he can, inwardly begged so that hibari didn’t notice his flames attribute to paralysing in it’s invisible attack.
The glare that he get from the skylark didn't lessened as the silver eyed future head prefect look at him suspiciously and curiously before huffed.
“Don’t get lost and entering another peoples range again, little animal. or i’ll bit you to death” the hibari then turn his back and walk away.
making the stunned takeshi raised his eyebrow.
“oh”
kind of anticlimatic than he anticipated.
“i should get back to class, i hope the childs aren't as crazy as before” cue the shiver.
the dark haired child scrunched his brow. should he really need to be involved in the original story plot or not. it’s look like a lot of pain, proved to be promisingly full of future visit to hospitals if this crazy accidents occuring everyday
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8 223The Hunt
Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you."The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad."With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there."With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.
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