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 Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:19 am
Shinku followed him into the school building looking up in surprise. It was the first time he has been even in a school. He had been home schooled by his mother and father at times but mostly he was just allowed to laze and sleep.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:36 am
Tezuka let him gawk for a bit before setting his bag down and getting some rackets and a ball. "C'mere." He called the other over and held out a decent racket to him. "You can borrow this for now."
By this time, a few people had come to see what their tennis captain was doing. It was highly unusual and very very unheard of. Kunimitsu Tezuka, the serious b*****d captain was training someone! And someone outside of the school too! It would soon be turned into vicious rumors.
This thought made Tezuka frown, but it was alright, he'd deal with it tomorrow during class. For now: training.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 12:13 pm
Shinku took the racket holding it for a moment in silence before adjusting his grip so it felt comfortable in his hand. He swung the racket once in his hands and nodded. "My clothes..they aren't really suitable for sports." He slid his cloak off folding it and unbottoned his sleeves and collar. He reached up and took out the single earring in his right ear folding it up and in to a pocket.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 12:31 pm
Tezuka didn't really seem to care. He waited out on the court with arms patiently folded. Racket in one hand and ball in the other. Those eyes behind the glasses shimmered in the sunlight and a breeze ruffled his hair, he was ready to play. "Take your position." He called out to the other, using his racket to indicate the court across from him.
Whispers spread among the crowd. 'So he's a newbie?' 'Why's Tezuka-senpai training this wimp?' 'Does that guy go to our school?' 'Wonder what the teachers will say...' So on and so forth.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 1:31 pm
Shinku resigned to the fact he would be playing in his leather pants and silken shirt. He didn't feel like striping. He pulled his hair back in a loose tie and tucked the high collar and sleeves before stepping out.
He kept back looking at Tezuka to figure out what position he was suppose to take if any. He moved his grip in the one he used when his mother taught them sword pratice. The purple silk ruffled slightly as he stay still, moving slightly from foot to foot. His body was muscular but the muscles where hidden beneath his silk shirt and pants. He could feel the resent ment the others had but shruged it off.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:14 am
"The racket's not a weapon Shinkumaru," called the captain sternly. He stood up straighter and demonstrated how to hold it properly. "Loose, one hand. It's an extension of your arm. Ready?" He didn't really wait for the other's response, he simply went.
Serving the ball best he could to a beginner it was still a harsh serve. Standing ready on the balls of his feet, ready to mood and ready to dash if need be. He knew the other wasn't that good, but never judge a book by it's cover. The other could've been lying. No use making a fool out of himself along with all the other rumors.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 11:19 am
Shinku rolled his eyes and changed to the one hand gripped shown. A sword was also and extension of your arm just a dangerous one.
The blue eyes watched the ball pinpointed the ball would come in range and then swung. It was a good swing, sharp and he hit the ball just it went straight and slammed into the net.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 11:35 am
Kunimitsu Tezuka watched the other with hawklike eyes, watching for any premature flaws that he could correct immediately. The rolling eyes made him a bit unhappy, but soon enough the other would learn you don't disrespect your teacher. Ignoring the laughs and jeers from the gathered crowd he nodded, "That wasn't too bad. You hit it at least. But don't just whack it, think of where you want it to go, loosen up, position yourself... and swing. You serve this time and I'll demonstrate. You can serve can't you?" He adjusted his glasses once more and looked sternly upon the other, a slight smile beneath it all. This was actually fun.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 11:41 am
"Maybe.." Shinku picked up the ball running his fingers over it. Serve it over the net so it hit. Who would know that Kendo was going to be an enemy here? At least the archery classes helped. What was to expected when you mother was a hundred plus use to be immortal?
He shook his head and went into a loose stance and tossed the ball up, and hit it over the net in a somewhat resemblence of an arch.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 11:57 am
Maybe the boy said. There seemed to be a lot more the other's background then it seemed and Tezuka couldn't help but find it amusing. He watch the ball move and he went to meet it. Exceptional as he was a serve like that was easy to counteract and he returned it gracefully. There was no seriousness in his plays, no concern about him. This was just a teaching game and rumors of him being cocky and arrogant started up again.
"Don't let your guard down," he called out, waiting for Shinku to try and return it back. Perhaps the other would make it this time, either way he was ready. Ready to give the spectators something to gossip about. How dare they start filthy rumors about a third year? First years really were idiots. Perhaps no one would believe them anyway.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:15 pm
Shinku watched the ball, backing up and swung again slightly harder, conected and watch it sail back to the others court..this wasn't so bad. He stood ready, watching ears twitching back. It was kind of fun.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:24 pm
This time he watched the ball nearly soar out of bounds and moved easily to meet it, connect, and toss it back. An amateur like Shinkumaru was certainly not going to gain any points against a National leagued professional like himself. He peered at Shinkumaru through his glasses as he sent the ball back to the other, letting the ball rotate and curve ever so slightly. In the long run it would make the ball hard to hit once it got onto Shinku's court. "Come on, that's better."
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:30 pm
Shinku hurried towards the ball, shifting his weight so as he swung more power was in his swing and it concected just barely. His feet stumbled slightly but he righted himself quickly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:39 pm
"Don't let your guard down," he repeated again. This time however, he didn't volly the ball. He caught it. He held it in his hand, watching it for a moment and then nodded. "Alright, that's good for today. You're really not half bad if you can even connect with my stuff. You should work out some next time."
Slowly he walked up to the net and held out his hand for the racket. "So do you like it?" There was a slight gleam to his eyes as he adjusted his glasses again.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:54 pm
Shinkumaru walked up to him and handed the racket over. "It was..intresting. The two things I practice at home are kendo and archery..something just for fun would be nice."
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