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Akira was watching Kashi closely. She didn't recognize to look that crossed his face but did not shrug it off, she stored it away, she'd find out what that was. She ate quickly, like usual and eyes Kashi's portion...like usual.
Some distance away the girl was being harrassed. It was closer to the door, some table lengths away from where Akira and Kashi stood. The girl was holding a drink laden tray and trying to get around the insistent man. She gave an exasperated sigh and stomped on the man's instep. He stiffened and her fist came up quickly. His head snapped back from the blow. She then kicked him out the door adn walked to her table, her tray had not been upset and she was back to her courteous smiles.


Lotus stared at him for a second. He looked very different from when she last saw hiim. That little box of emotion flucuated and emotion escaped. She ran forward with a high screeching and began beating on Choas' chest. They weren't meant to hurt, and they didn't, they were blows accompanied by grief and anger ridden sobs, incorherent words spilled out as abundantly as tears. She finally was panting and sobbing so hard she just clung to his shirt and cried into his chest, her small frame quaking with the force of her sobbing.

((emotional, much?))

Lotus looked up. Her face was red adn blotchy and she wiped her face on a kercheif she produced from her sleeve, "What do you mean, you are Chaos...or at least you were. I don't wish to kill anyone, I just wanted to see him--you again. My father left you something." She turned away and fumbled with her belongings, producing a sword. Not hers, it was the second one, one she had never unsheathed. She also produced a necklace with a simple pendant, a bit bigger than a coin, "I decided that my father wouldn't want me to live my life in hatred, constantly trying to seek revenge but I still wanted to see you again anyway, plus I had to give these to you." She held both out, looking at the ground.

Akira nodded silently and set herself upon Kashi's portion.

The waitress looked up with surprise, "Oh, I'm sorry if the meal was a bit bland, did you want me to return it to th cook?" She asked quietly.

Lotus blinked at what she had just heard. She sniffled gently again and wiped her nose with her kerchief still not lookign at him. She'd later realize she never took any time to mourn her father's death she had always posponed it. She was relieved that she was finally able to let it out. Now she looked up at him, "I've got no where else to go and marriage is out of the question, I won't turn into one of those women..." She growled the last part, "I made that necklace, its made of a very strong metal, I would suggest you wear it concealed under your shirt...My papa left a note to give you the sword, I think...I think he made it especially for you." She suddenly got on her knees adn touched her forehead to the floor, "Thank you for suffering my presence. I suppose it is fortunate I foudn the more cordial half of Chaos."

Lotus sat up with abruptly and called out after him, "Thank you!" She stayed on the floor for awhile, thinking, she regarded the little box. It had gathered dust from her long inattention to it. She smiled and left it alone, it sat still an silent. She poked her head the door a bit cautiously, she really didn't want to provoke anyone, and spotted the woman she had seen earliar. She was about to wave but was stopped by a wave of apprehension and she went back to the bed she had woken up on, staring down at her lap. She distantly heard her stomach growl but she didn't care, she was tired again; all that excitement no doubt.
Then she heard it, Metal? Metal working! She stood up again and went to the door, looking out, she could hear the sound of someone hammering metal and her longing to go see was so intense it made her heart ache. She was nearly jittery all of a sudden, as if the house was her prison but she needed to go somewhere, she hailed the woman she'd seen ealiar finally.

The waitress was very surprised by such an offer but she kept her face carefully neutral, smiling politely when they left. She was again surprised by the payment. After work she went to her little home; a little shack behind a dojo and severely thought about it. The next thing she knew, she was on her way to the inn and asking for the man Kashi. She knocked on their door.

Akira had been hyper since they left the restaurant, causing mischeif here and there so by the time they got to the inn, she was sleeping heavily on the bed.

The woman looked at Lotus after she was hailed and nodded a bit. "You're wondering about the metal-working? That would probably be Yumi-dono with Masamune. Well...no...No more metal working at the moment. Maybe he's teaching her about sword-making. My, it's odd that Masamune would take on a stranger, even if Sakura asked him too...oh well. I doubt he'll help you, but his shop's over there. Be warned that in two day's time you'll be asked to leave this village..." The woman then walked away from her slowly.

Kashi lifted his gaze to the door to look at it with a slight smile. Akira was sleeping on the ground like the normal Japanese beds were. He called out to the wooden like sliding door. "Come in Miss Waitress...I've been waiting for you." He watched the door, his blood red eyes, which was oddly normal for him, looking at it, waiting for her to enter. He would eventually awake Akira to see what she thought. Maybe they would get along. He would have to start getting together all the great swords...he needed them all.

Masamune chuckled and shook his head. "I didn't expect you to lift it with that first try. Women usually can't as they train in speed more often then strength. Sword making is not meant for the weak Yumi-dono. You have to want to do it greatly. It is a passion that drives you farther than the farthest star. The swords I made were nearly perfect, and my god sword was amazing, but I've continued and kept getting better. Masamune, Marasume, Murasame, Musamane. The four god smiths. Each had their own way with blades. I never want to hear that you became like Murasame...the devil god smith. His blades were to kill, and were known as demon blades. But it doesn't matter.

"I want you to work today, and all day, till you can at least hold that metal up for 5 minutes. I don't care how, as long as it isn't on your back, touching the ground, and is in your hand or hands. Understand? If you finish it fast enough then we can start on blade work. Remember Yumi-dono, you must want to do it. Your passion must overtake the pain, and hardships you'll feel..." Masamune smiled at her before walking back to his anvil and put a long piece of steel back into the fire to heat it back up.

Sakura sat in a tree, unseen to Masamune and Yumi. Even if Lotus walked to the forge he wouldn't be seen...it was his forte afterall to hide, and do it well. He simply sat, watching, thinking, and smiling.

((Wow...This thread is making me work now crying ))

Masamune heard the girl, despite his new work, long before she got on the road to his shop. He didn't look up though at her, keeping head down to work on the piece of metal before him. Yumi would be working, so there was no reason to instruct her, and he wasn't taking on another to teach. It would be too much trouble, and just from her aura she didn't seem like someone he would take on.

Kashi watched her and then looked to Akira. "Well Jade, come have a seat. We shall speak. Where did you learn your martial arts?" Kashi looked up at her with his eyes now. "And don't look down. Be confident around me, and be proud of who you are." He smiles, chuckling slightly.

Uh... how... I'm not very good at stuff like this... think think think think... Yumi sat down to... think. She stared at the stone, studied the environment and sat there spaced out a long while. Maybe... slowly Yumi started developing a plan. If I do this... then that... then... but would I be allowed to do that? Maybe if I do something like that instead. Yumi was working so hard that she didn't even notice that an hour was quickly passing by. Then suddenly she got up.

"I'll be right back..." She said to Masamune, then rushed away, heading for the village.

Jade's eyes blazed angrily, "I cannot think of any woman with self respect that would liek being grabbed like that." She calmed after an angry outburst and thought back, "I do have to say fighting is invigorating, a full blown fight, not the little things I do to keep those barbarians off of me." She said a bit distantly as if she were thinking as she answered. She answered this way because she did not know her other self. Her half that nearly went into a frenzy at the scent of blood. She was looking at her lap again, habit taking over.

Two emotions came to the fore. One was confusion. Why did he have the name Masamune. She had seen him more clearly and he did not look like her father...okay, maybe a little but maybe because she wanted him to. The other was anger, anger at his presumptuousness. She had not asked anythign from him! She glared at the man's back, "Then who are you? Are you related to my father, you bear his name?"