InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected ❯ Chapter 5

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, not me. All I own is the plot and a few original characters.

 

 

 

Sunlight poured into the big window of Sakura's room. She groaned as the alarm clock went off. Slowly, she rose and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. The sleepy girl padded into her bathroom, dimly registering the state of her black and violet hair. She quickly went through her morning routine, as she pondered the strange dream she had last night. She dreamt she fell into a well and traveled back in time. She was supposed to be a reincarnation to a nymph, too. I gotta stop the mythology for a while, she thought. Sakura stepped into her room again to dress. She glanced at her dresser and did a classic double-take. She thought she saw a sword. No way. Her muscles protested as she lifted the katana. She winced. It wasn't a dream after all.

 

 

Sakura restlessly endured her last class. The sensei was lecturing about trigonometry. Stifling a yawn, she jumped as the bell went, cutting the teacher short. She eagerly sprung from her seat and tried to catch Kagome's eye. Her friend was feverishly writing her notes. She finished and got up. Waving goodbye to some classmates, Sakura spoke quietly.

 

“Want to go to a dojo after school?” Her mom had told her this morning about a local training gym, and Sakura was dying to try it.

 

“Dojo? Why?” Kagome packed up her things. “So I can keep up with my training here and not listen to Inuyasha's complaints,” she replied. Kagome raised her eyebrows.

 

“Competitive, much?” Sakura shook her head and grinned.

 

“More like determined to prove him wrong. I can already hear him talking about slacking off.”

 

 

A few minutes later saw the girls walking in the streets of Tokyo. Sakura led the way to the Dojo @ Maple and First. Kagome laughed when her friend confessed about forgetting everything that had happened in the morning. She, too, nearly forgot when Sakura talked to her about the hanyou. Kagome liked it though; at least someone here can relate to her. Sakura showed her a towering building off the corner of an intersection. The dojo was on the fifth floor.

 

Sliding doors welcomed them as they stepped out of the elevator. The girls thanked the air conditioning after their walk in the city. They walked up to the receptionist and asked about membership. Her reply took a good 10 minutes to digest, but both friends found what they were looking for. Kagome signed up for a trial program that allowed her to try different weapons available in the dojo. Sakura opted for a more intense program She had five hours of session time during the week with an instructor for hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship, and unlimited gym time with the machines.

 

They found the locker room and changed quickly after choosing their permanent locker. It was a bonus promotion item. Kagome parted ways with Sakura when she found the archery rooms. Sakura walked on alone, finally finding what she was looking for. She slid the door open and stepped inside the spacious room.

 

She approved of the decor of the dojo: traditional sliding doors and closets were used with a modern palette of colors. The floor was not, however, the traditional mats. It was slightly rubbery and depressed only a bit when she stepped on it. It would prove less painful to fall here. Large windows displayed the view, as little as there was only five floors up. She could see her own apartment building, thanks to Inuyasha's training. Several men and women were already assembled in the room. Some paused to look at her, some of them men. I'll have to find a more reserved outfit, she thought dryly. She liked the sports bra and shorts combination.

 

Sakura heard someone approach the room before they entered. A youth opened the door, his muscle shirt proudly displaying the dojo's logo. He was fairly tall with a short haircut. Fine build, Sakura thought. He smiled at her, catching her off guard. After consulting the clipboard in his hand, he walked over to her and spoke.

 

“You're the new girl of the class?” his voice was slightly deep but still sounded young. Sakura nodded and introduced herself. “It's nice to see a young girl come in for this. Most squeal at the notion of sweat and movement.” He laughed.

 

Sakura laughed in agreement, taking an immediate liking to the instructor. He asked a few more questions before leading her to the wooden katanas on the wall. Sakura hesitated when she laid her sword down, but decided she wouldn't need to use it.

 

She took up the offered sword and got into the ready stance.

 

 

 

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