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burningdarkfire) wrote2010-11-07 10:27 pm
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Falling For You - 10. Fighting Lesson [TRC; KuroFai]
Title: Falling For You - Fighting Lesson
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 10 (10/26)
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 10 (10/26)
Fighting Lesson (8 Years and 10 Months Old; Part III)
May 20, 09: 8 Years and 5 Months Old
"Run away," Fai said at the same time. Kurogane looked at his friend in surprise while Fai simply kept his gaze fixed ahead of him, humming gently.
Kurogane's dad laughed. "It seems we have two very different boys here that will need to learn two very different fighting styles. I'll teach Kurogane, but Fai would benefit more from Kendappa's lessons, I think."
Kurogane frowned. "Why don't you teach us both the same thing?"
"Because it has to be something you're comfortable doing," Mr. Suwa smiled at his son. "If you prefer to fight, then it'll
be best if you learn how to fight properly rather than learning how to run away. If Fai prefers to run away, then he'll be better off learning how to dodge and evade while escaping than learning how to stay and fight."
Kurogane stayed silent. He thought his father was wrong, but had enough respect and was wary enough of long lectures not to push it.
"For now, anyway, your lessons will be the same. I have to teach you both how to feel things around you – how to sense the aura of living of things, how to hear the whistle of something flying towards you, how to anticipate a move your opponent is going to make. Close your eyes." Both boys obeyed.
The next thing he knew, Kurogane was whapped sharply five times in various places and he stifled a cry of pain. He opened his eyes, ready to complain, and saw his father's proud gaze.
Only, Mr. Suwa wasn't looking at Kurogane. He was focused on Fai instead, who had somehow ended up several meters away, and unlike Kurogane, wasn't muttering about how surely he had been hit a bit harder than necessary.
"Good job!" Kurogane's father cried out. "That was wonderful, Fai-kun, you evaded each blow so well! Have you had any training before?" Fai mutely shook his head while Kurogane sulked on the side. "Natural born talent, then. Let's try that again, shall we? We'll go one at a time this time."
Kurogane was forced to watch as Fai stepped backwards when his father stepped forwards, arching out of the way gracefully, eyes still closed, when his father struck quickly, and finally slide out of the way of a final side strike.
When it was Kurogane's turn again, he felt humiliated as he was hit again, and again, and again, no matter how he tried to predict where the next blow was coming from, he never succeeded. Opening his eyes at last in frustration, it only fed his determination when he saw that Fai was calmly sitting at the side of the room, not even bothering to look at Kurogane as he failed time after time (although perhaps that was a good thing).
"I can't do it," Kurogane complained. "I don't know how! You haven't explained anything to me yet!"
"Don't say, 'I can't'. You're only binding yourself with your words. Say, 'I can', or 'I will'." Mr. Suwa scolded gently. "Now close your eyes again – no, I'm not going to hit you again – and breathe in, breathe out, and try to find that peaceful part of your mind – yes, I know it sounds cheesy, but it works – found it yet? Good. Just stay there, and breathe in … breathe out … in … out … and, ready!"
Kurogane, in his "peaceful place" (that looked a lot like the park), managed to feel his father's movements and evade his first blow. Unfortunately, the excitement that followed shattered his calm and he was hit several more times before Mr. Suwa let up.
"Improvement!" His dad declared. "Let's try again!"
As much as he searched though, Kurogane couldn't find the park in his mind again, and the rest of the lesson passed in promises of bruises to come, and watching Fai manage to dodge almost all of his dad's blows, even when the
speed was increased as well as the intensity.
Walking home with Fai after was trying, to say the least. Although Kurogane was hardly a jealous person, he couldn't help but feel put-out at how easily Fai had won his father's approval.
"How do you do it?" Kurogane wanted to know.
Fai shrugged. "Natural talent, like your dad said, I guess. It's just easy for me, predicting where someone's coming from and knowing how to avoid them."
Kurogane was minutely upset that there wasn't some big secret that Fai knew and resolved to work harder to make up for his lack of natural talent.
I'll be a great fighter one day, he vowed. I'll be strong enough to protect everyone I care about!
Although it's better than the morgue …
Fai did always have such a talent for always dodging, slippery as a fish, evading anything that could hurt him except for what he wanted to hurt.
Despite the unhappy thoughts that cling to him, Kurogane can't help but chuckle a little as he thinks of how hard he worked after that day – always making sure he could do more pushups than Fai, always making sure he could strike harder (not that it mattered much, since they soon went their separate ways when it came to learning how to fight; Fai adopted a fighting style that was so graceful, it was almost more like dancing, while Kurogane was blunt, precise, and efficient), although Fai always managed to run faster and further than Kurogane.
Always running away, Kurogane has a suddenly sour taste in his mouth. He was always, always running … I was just too stupid, too much in denial to see it.
The next expression that takes over Kurogane's face is bittersweet. The next memories that might be important to Fai's story were not happy ones, but they must be remembered anyway, both for Fai and for the ones lost in them.
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A/N - Mr. Suwa is kind of a Yuuko figure in this fic XD He's fond of teaching important life lessons.
Completely unrelated topic: If you're into piano music, go search up David Lanz. He's an amazing composer and pianist (and he's still alive!) and I've been listening to him almost non-stop for the past week =D Some songs that I find amazing by him are "Cristofori's Dream", "Lost in Paradise", and "Return to the Heart".
May 20, 09: 8 Years and 5 Months Old
"If you were faced with a bully that was older, bigger, heavier, and probably stronger than you, what would you do?" Kurogane's father barked, all business now that they were at the martial arts studio. Kurogane had succeeded in talking Fai into taking lessons from his dad with him and now the two stood at attention before Mr. Suwa.
"Run away," Fai said at the same time. Kurogane looked at his friend in surprise while Fai simply kept his gaze fixed ahead of him, humming gently.
Kurogane's dad laughed. "It seems we have two very different boys here that will need to learn two very different fighting styles. I'll teach Kurogane, but Fai would benefit more from Kendappa's lessons, I think."
Kurogane frowned. "Why don't you teach us both the same thing?"
"Because it has to be something you're comfortable doing," Mr. Suwa smiled at his son. "If you prefer to fight, then it'll
be best if you learn how to fight properly rather than learning how to run away. If Fai prefers to run away, then he'll be better off learning how to dodge and evade while escaping than learning how to stay and fight."
Kurogane stayed silent. He thought his father was wrong, but had enough respect and was wary enough of long lectures not to push it.
"For now, anyway, your lessons will be the same. I have to teach you both how to feel things around you – how to sense the aura of living of things, how to hear the whistle of something flying towards you, how to anticipate a move your opponent is going to make. Close your eyes." Both boys obeyed.
The next thing he knew, Kurogane was whapped sharply five times in various places and he stifled a cry of pain. He opened his eyes, ready to complain, and saw his father's proud gaze.
Only, Mr. Suwa wasn't looking at Kurogane. He was focused on Fai instead, who had somehow ended up several meters away, and unlike Kurogane, wasn't muttering about how surely he had been hit a bit harder than necessary.
"Good job!" Kurogane's father cried out. "That was wonderful, Fai-kun, you evaded each blow so well! Have you had any training before?" Fai mutely shook his head while Kurogane sulked on the side. "Natural born talent, then. Let's try that again, shall we? We'll go one at a time this time."
Kurogane was forced to watch as Fai stepped backwards when his father stepped forwards, arching out of the way gracefully, eyes still closed, when his father struck quickly, and finally slide out of the way of a final side strike.
When it was Kurogane's turn again, he felt humiliated as he was hit again, and again, and again, no matter how he tried to predict where the next blow was coming from, he never succeeded. Opening his eyes at last in frustration, it only fed his determination when he saw that Fai was calmly sitting at the side of the room, not even bothering to look at Kurogane as he failed time after time (although perhaps that was a good thing).
"I can't do it," Kurogane complained. "I don't know how! You haven't explained anything to me yet!"
"Don't say, 'I can't'. You're only binding yourself with your words. Say, 'I can', or 'I will'." Mr. Suwa scolded gently. "Now close your eyes again – no, I'm not going to hit you again – and breathe in, breathe out, and try to find that peaceful part of your mind – yes, I know it sounds cheesy, but it works – found it yet? Good. Just stay there, and breathe in … breathe out … in … out … and, ready!"
Kurogane, in his "peaceful place" (that looked a lot like the park), managed to feel his father's movements and evade his first blow. Unfortunately, the excitement that followed shattered his calm and he was hit several more times before Mr. Suwa let up.
"Improvement!" His dad declared. "Let's try again!"
As much as he searched though, Kurogane couldn't find the park in his mind again, and the rest of the lesson passed in promises of bruises to come, and watching Fai manage to dodge almost all of his dad's blows, even when the
speed was increased as well as the intensity.
Walking home with Fai after was trying, to say the least. Although Kurogane was hardly a jealous person, he couldn't help but feel put-out at how easily Fai had won his father's approval.
"How do you do it?" Kurogane wanted to know.
Fai shrugged. "Natural talent, like your dad said, I guess. It's just easy for me, predicting where someone's coming from and knowing how to avoid them."
Kurogane was minutely upset that there wasn't some big secret that Fai knew and resolved to work harder to make up for his lack of natural talent.
I'll be a great fighter one day, he vowed. I'll be strong enough to protect everyone I care about!
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Now (21 years and 5 months old)
Although it's better than the morgue …
Fai did always have such a talent for always dodging, slippery as a fish, evading anything that could hurt him except for what he wanted to hurt.
Despite the unhappy thoughts that cling to him, Kurogane can't help but chuckle a little as he thinks of how hard he worked after that day – always making sure he could do more pushups than Fai, always making sure he could strike harder (not that it mattered much, since they soon went their separate ways when it came to learning how to fight; Fai adopted a fighting style that was so graceful, it was almost more like dancing, while Kurogane was blunt, precise, and efficient), although Fai always managed to run faster and further than Kurogane.
Always running away, Kurogane has a suddenly sour taste in his mouth. He was always, always running … I was just too stupid, too much in denial to see it.
The next expression that takes over Kurogane's face is bittersweet. The next memories that might be important to Fai's story were not happy ones, but they must be remembered anyway, both for Fai and for the ones lost in them.
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A/N - Mr. Suwa is kind of a Yuuko figure in this fic XD He's fond of teaching important life lessons.
Completely unrelated topic: If you're into piano music, go search up David Lanz. He's an amazing composer and pianist (and he's still alive!) and I've been listening to him almost non-stop for the past week =D Some songs that I find amazing by him are "Cristofori's Dream", "Lost in Paradise", and "Return to the Heart".
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Also, I like Kurogane's dad in this... Tough love is the lasting kind XD
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I enjoyed the image of Kuro getting a lesson from his father a lot XD
Sorry for the awfully late reply =S
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I like Kurogane's dad as a Yuuko character - I feel like Kuro-parents need more love in general!
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Thanks :3 They do!
Sorry for the really late reply >