Martial Arts Training: Day Class [OPEN]

Zack entered the Dojo and was surprised to see that the mats were still not set up. Sapphire eyes narrowed as he moved to look into the office. Lights off, door locked. No teacher. Where was Akira? He was never late for anything. There was a small jolt of excitement from the fact that he had actually arrived before Akira. No one arrived before Akira, no matter how early they came to class. Well, that was one more thing he could brag about as he headed towards the locker rooms to get changed. The hallway split off into two parts, one of the left for humans, the one onthe right for nonhumans.

"Can't have them mixing now can we?" Zack murmured sarcastically as he headed off towards the left. He knew that there were some nonhumans here who had been mistreated by humans and were vengeful, and the same thing went for the human side. Those cases, he understood, needed to be separated for the safety of both sides. But the majority of the classes would work remarkably well with each other. Wasnt the point of this school to create a bridge between the two classes anyway? He didn't understand how that was supposed to happen if there were rules set in place to keep the two apart.

Stripping out of his shirt and pants, Zack put on the customary white cotten shirt and black pants. the shirt folded over in the front and was tucked into the pant that tied at the waist. After he placed his clothes in the locker, along with his keys and wallet, he locked the door and made his way back into the main room. Well, there was really nothing to do besides the opening duties. It wasn't his turn today, it was Kira's but he figured he could go ahead and do them, seeing as he had nothing else to do.

Feet paused in their stride after walking countless hours to finally find what their owner had been looking for. So this was it….this was the infamous school that his pathetic excuse for a family ran. Dark sapphire orbs stared at the name plate that resided next to the iron gates that were firmly locked. Orbs that narrowed in disgust, hatred, and pain, though he would never willingly admit the latter.


There it was….etched in dark bronze next to the iron that attempted to keep him out. Just seeing the name sickened him. Sapphires returned to looking at the buildings through the iron of the gate. At the pristine white walls and the sakura trees that were still in full bloom, filling the air with their light scent and petals. At the perfectly clean courtyard and the main building that sat looming in the distance.

He would have loved it here….

A sharp jolt of pain shot through his veins at the unconscious thought that echoed off the walls in his head, like it always did whenever he thought of him now. The place looked strong….looked safe. Like nothing bad could happen to those who were on the other side of the iron gate and white concrete fence that seemed to go on forever in both directions. It stood here, almost in the middle of nowhere, daring anyone to try and get passed it. Well he would. It didn’t matter what they threw against him. Nothing could be worse than what he had lived through these past 22 years. Nothing would ever be worse than that. Tearing his gaze away from the school, he looked to the right and to the left. Picking a direction, he headed off to the right, searching for a ‘hole’ as it were in the perfect defense. A thick wooded forest eventually cut him off, but not the white wall. That’s alright….he shrugged as he continued to follow the concrete that kept him out. Dodging trees slowly despite the shooting pain that came from his feet from walking for hours on end with no breaks. But his patience was rewarded with the white wall fell away, leaving only the forest to guard this safe haven of sorts.

HE was greeted with what looked like a traditional Japanese garden. The buildings were traditional brown and white, the grass cut short and trimmed. This place was starting to sicken him already with how perfect it looked. He came up to a building that was separate from the rest, and a wooden pathway led from it to the main building. The trees cast a nice shade over the courtyard as he took off his shoes and stepped onto the wooden planks. The pain increased slightly but he barely noticed. The silence rang in his ears. It was in the middle of the day, how come he didn’t hear anyone? Maybe this was a private garden…..it looked private enough. Entering the main building, he was greeted with a wide, open room with cherry wooden flooring. Or at least that was what it would look like without the white straw mats covering it. So this school had a dojo as well…..very interesting. A sigh fell upon his ears and he froze, since it had not been his own. His head shot over to his left where he saw a man laying down the rest of the mats. Haku backed up so that he was hidden by the corner that led out onto the garden, his head peaking around the wood to watch the man. When he straightened again, a jolt of pain, sharper than the first one he had felt earlier shot though him.

He looked almost exactly like Lorin. Of course the hair was the wrong color, the eyes darker and over all he had a good 5 or 6 inches on his brother. But still……the resemblance was shocking. Though, it could just be the loss screwing with his head. But as he watched, the way the man moved was similar to his brother’s, the small furrow in his brow as he thought, the way his lips randomly quirked at whatever was going through his head at the moment……they were all, Lorin. Gods he did not need this right now…..the pulsing pain got stronger but he ignored it, clutching to the hate, the disgust that came from the fact as to why he was here in the first place. Even if this man was bigger than him, he wouldn’t be able to hand him anything he couldn’t handle. Coming out from the corner, he made his expression look slightly confused.

“Oh…..I’m sorry…” He started, causing those deep blue eyes to focus on him. “I’m new here and a bit lost….” A nervous smile flashed across his face as he walked closer to the man.

Zack began to gently lay down the mats, his thoughts once again returning to the man who had always occupied them. The irritation was still there, but he knew that in less than an hour and a half, he would be picking Ayzen up……hopefully. If Ayzen was not done by the time that class was over, Zack would go back to his apartment and wait for the call (or text) that signaled he was ready. Hopefully it would be soon enough that they could spend some more time together before his classes started.

Being in separate classes sucked ass.

But at least he knew now….knew that his feelings were being returned, just as strongly as he was giving them out. A small smile picked at his lips as he finished setting down the rest of the mats. Gods he never knew that it would feel so good, he thought as he stood up. He never knew he could love someone so much that-

“Oh……I’m sorry…I’m new here and a bit lost….”

Zack’s gaze snapped up to the man who had walked in through the back door. Yeah, he must be lost if he managed to miss the entrance completely. Looking him over, Zack couldn’t find any outer signs of his class. No ears, no tail, no odd marks that shouldn’t be there. He thought human, but then again Ayzen looked completely human.

“Are you day or night class?” He asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

”Are you day or night class?”

Haku’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the man before him. What did he mean by that? This school had different classes? “Uh…..I’m sorry, I haven’t registered yet so I’m not-”

“Are you human or nonhuman?” He asked again, the same inquisitive tone, the question making his thoughts freeze before being kicked into high gear. There were nonhumans here? He couldn’t keep the shock from his face as he stammered an answer.

“What? I’m human! What do I look like?!” There were nonhumans here……and with a school this large there were probably a lot of them. Gods how fucking crazy was this family?! No wonder this school was in the middle of nowhere. they would have to be to keep the nonhuman students safe. It now made since why this school looked so safe. It had to be to protect it's students.

“Ok, so what you want to do is go through that door.” Zack pointed to the door behind him, ignoring the man’s question. “Go all the way down the hall and head towards the biggest building in the center of the school. You walk through the double doors and you will see a girl named Ayane. She will set you up with classes, a dorm and give you the run through of all the rules and all that fun stuff.” He turned back to look at the man, smiling slightly. The man looked at him shocked, and Zack really couldn’t blame him. Depending on what his views were, letting him know that there were nonhumans here probably wasn’t the best of Ideas, but it was really the only way he could think of to see what class he was in. his smirk brightened as he nodded at the man.

“And I’ll probably see you tomorrow…”

Wondering around the school, this place that had belonged to her before most of these children or adults were born had not been her ideal. But after seeing to her Herriryar Dulin*, placing the large black riding bird in its stables just outside the reserve. Faelwen wasn’t in the mind set of seeing her legacy. Or what should become her legacy, but Alculard children were starting to make her think that perhaps there was a reason Elves didn’t like having more the nine generations of family members past their head. The dark elf had lost count how many generations of children had pass but all that she could be certain was that her legacy was more human now then elf. What she was, was lost even to her own family. Must be why it made things so hard for others to understand.

They had all grown away from her with each passing generation.

A hand brushed over her face unconsciously wiping away the ash she had already washed away before leaving Teri in her stall. A year of her life, spent morning Amada, a thousand years to say good-bye. A tradition her kind had for their dead, though she finally spread his ashes across the grounds of what once had been their home before it burned down some four hundred years past. She still had yet to spread the ashes of her three sons and theirs and… so on and so on. Depressing, the hand moved passed her cheek to her white hair pulling it up and about to cover her pointy ears the dead give. The morning had come about the day students will be heading to class. And there was one class that would be starting soon that she could really use as a stress relief.

Even if it was beating up the egos of a lot of young man.

The traditional style Elvin guard uniform clanged to her even though she had removed the showy gold and silver pieces showing her awards and honors of battles she had. The plain dark red cloth handing over black skin tight sleeves suit beneath it. As she stepped inside the dojo, she pulled the off her boots setting them next to a pillar as listened to the room. But the lack of hearing in her right ear made things muffled. But there were two people here right now.

One tall, changed into the dojo uniform setting up the mats. Dark hair, blue eyes.

The other, looked lost.

Faelwen walked into the main room of the dojo, hands crossing over her chest. Kailyn was not here, she couldn’t smell him, but then again she had news of a new day sensei for the dojo. Hadn’t met him yet.

She wanted to kick Kailyn butt… but students.. Students would do.

“ Who’s in charge at the moment?”

Spoiler:

Before the young man could answer a young woman walked in, demanding who was in charge. It was almost time for class to start, but all the day students knew the answer to that question so that meant this one was new as well. What was it with him and the new people today? Oh well.

“I am. What can-”

“No you’re not, I am.” She stated as she walked to the middle of the mats, looking and acting very much as if she owned the place. Sapphire eyes narrowed as he stared at the girl. Well, it seemed someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning....

“Nooo, I am until Akira-” His words cut off as she grabbed his arm, flung him over her shoulder and down again, causing his back to slam into the mats. All of the air whooshed out of his lungs causing him to cough slightly, the pain in his chest growing as he desperately tried to get his wind back. Sapphire eyes glared up at the woman to notice pointed ears sticking out of the white hair. She wasn’t human. No wonder she was able to throw him over her shoulder as if he weighed nothing.

“You’re a night student! You shouldn’t be here during the-” Again his body was airborne for a moment before slamming back down on the mats, knocking his breath out for a second time before it could really come back. A groan left his lips as he lay there, slowly trying to ease the pain in his chest, his hands up in a surrender gesture.

“Ok….ok…..you’re in charge…” he wheezed, his head resting against the mats as he continued to take slow, deep breaths.

Alric walked through the Dojo Garden. Sighing as he already felt out of place with the campus and seeing as he has just returned from war he was still trying to register that they are all at home now....well back on the grounds at least. Since Takamichi has passed they are not officially home anymore. Alric sighed at the thought for the moment but he quickly shook his head and knew that he is on duty now. I will deal with the ownership later. Right now work....must keep focused. With a stern face he caught smells. One is older and another he recalls from past visits but another was brand new to him. Once he reached the Dojo he saw who was inside. His human nose was tingling with the smells as his brain was trying to registar names to faces.

Once he hit the polished wooden floors he raised and eyebrow and then laughed. One student was on his back as the other man looked out of place watching the event. But of course the only woman to take on a challenge in broad daylight was one who is very similar to his own personality. Walking up to the Dojo but not setting foot into it he leaned against the pillars with his shoulder as he crossed his arms.

"You know Wen these students ain't as tough as you and I. Hell I am not sure how much they would be able to hold up a challenge to ya." He chuckles at the Elven woman. Empress of the Alculard Family and yet all these pups didn't even know about it. She is like the Grandmother to the 32nd power. But all is well...it is best for them to figure things out with Aunty Fae as she has punished each child to call her. She would beat her own children down if they called her grandmother. Just like she did to this young man on the mats.

Alric's tainted golden eyes scanned the man on the floor. This faint smell isn't strong on this one but it gives him some leads to go by. Just as he was about to sigh the vision came to his tainted eyes. 'Yes he is my son. I have just located the whereabouts of him and his mother...is that thing yours? Taka you would dare have such a thing walk on the campus. Foul beast' The man in the vision is very blurry but the smell was strong from him so many years ago. That same smell is faint in this one meaning this must be that man's offspring. Rubbing his eyes he looked over at the other 2 men in the area. "You two must be new. I have never met you before. May I get your names please?" Alric asks as he tries to registar the smells for a much later use. This is going to be a long day since he can feel it in his aching bones. Learning new smells is going to be quite hard since he is still coming off the war high.

Light blue eyes turned slightly away from the tall young man she had just tossed about the mats as if he was nothing more than a rag doll. Simple motion really, a trick any elf could do once they learn the proper way. And over time could be mastered very easily, master she had in her years of service to war campaigns. The ‘lost’ young man would be ignored for the time being as Faelwen looked over at the dark haired man standing just outside the dojo. Now there was a face she wasn’t expecting to see coming back here. Wouldn’t the young man and his little pack still be off on some relief for blood lust?

Alric.

Still, it was closer it seemed to finding someone who could stand up against her. Even though if she was going to really fight with the young shape shifter, it would require kicking these two students out and closing the dojo to class for several hours. For simple hand to hand combat always turned into something else between the two. At the moment however, icy pale eyes turned away from him back to the poor student she had just knocked the wind out of. Others were coming in now, she could hear then behind her as a group of them came in at a time talking amongst themselves then stopping once they took note of their class leader breathing funny on the mats. She turned a bit to look at them all flat, controlling look on her face.

“ You are all late! Get your butts changed and on the mats in five!” Her voice had a sharp drill tone in it as she snapped a hand towards the locker room. “On the Double! And you!”” The elvin woman turned her head to look at the young ‘lost’ boy. At first she wasn’t sure what to do with him, but none the less, he was in the dojo, only dojo students could be in here so.

“ Get Mr. second command here on his feet so he can get you a uniform and get changed. Class is already behind. Up Up, hurry it up!” Commanding voice stated very strongly as she snapped her fingers together. This place use to be just for her to train those who had come to Amada ‘Haven’ a long time ago to protect it. A place for a personal little army if you would, though the building had been taken down a rebuilt several times; once the academy had been established she had given up the dojo to someone else to use it as a class training for those who wanted to ‘better’ themselves. As she watched the one help the other up she turned her back to them to walk over a bit to the shape shifter. Now it was a matter of waiting for the confused students to make their way out her on the mats. The clock ticking away in her head in how long it took the humans to get out a ready, though the stern military drill sergeant left her face as she smirk at the young man.

“ Just have to teach them how that’s all pup. It just you wondering around?”

When the man smiled the pain that pulsed through him suddenly became stronger. It was just like his. How was that even possible? It must be the loss.....he was losing it, there was no other explaination. Before he could thank the man and leave, a young woman came in, and her expression instantly put him on allert. She was pissed....and dangerious. He cautiously took a step back as she demanded to know who was in charge. the other man foolishly announced that he was before the woman cut him off. He almost wanted to say something, to warn him to go along with it, but the man was a black belt. He was pretty sure he could handle himself against a-

His thoughts cut off when the woman flipped the man over and slammed him down on the mats with what seemed like no difficulty at all.

"You're a night student! You shouldn't be here during the-"

Ok well that explained a few things, he thought as he winced slightly when the man landed on the mats for a second time. Like how she was able to flip a man who had seemed both stronger and bigger than her. Soon the other students began to trickle in, their active chatter stopping as soon as they saw the woman standing over the wheezing man.

"You are all late! Get your butts changed and on the mats in five! On the Double! And you! Get Mr. second command here on his feet so he can get you a uniform and get changed. Class is already behind. Up Up, hurry it up!”

Haku jolted slightly when she called him out. Damn it he had just gotten here, he wasn't even registered yet! Why the hell was he being brought into this? Not wanting to encure whatever hellbent path she was on, he rushed over to the man to help him to his feat.

He took the hand that was extended to him taking a deep breath while his lungs still burned. Gods it has been so fucking long since someone had been able to defeat him like that so easily. He could at least hold his own against Ayzen and Kailyn. But damn they never took him off guard like that, so he couldn’t be sure if the outcome would be different with them. Not that it mattered, he wasn’t going to do anything more that would piss the woman off further. He supposed he would just have to wait for Akira to get there…… He followed the main stream of students into the main hallway, stopping when the hallway split into girls and guys sides.

”Zack, what the hell was that, man? You NEVER go down….”

”Who the hell is that?”

“I don’t know…” He said holding up his hands, shaking his hands as most of the class was able to gather around him before splitting into the girls and guys locker rooms. “Let’s just do whatever she says until Akira-sensei gets here.” He answered the only other black belts in the class, and waited until most of the class had filtered in.

“Listen up! I don’t know who the woman is. All I know is that she kicked my ass twice in the span of a minute. So belts white through purple just……….hold back if you can, but do whatever she tells you to do. Brown and Red need to watch over the younger belts, try to draw her attention away from them. Kei, Masaki, you two are with me…..We’re going to have to be her main attraction so be prepared.” He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. It was difficult to really prepare them without telling them what she really was. “She will be light on her feet, and fast. Just act like we’re going up against Kailyn-sensei.” There were a series of groans and a few of the students hung their heads causing Zack to smirk slightly. “Deal with it. Now let’s get going before she gets any pissier. You, come with me." He motioned to Haku as the group broke off to get changed. Heading towards his locker, he grabbed one of the spare keys to the office before closing and locking it again. Walking up to the door, he opened it and stuck it in the pocket of his pants before going to the box of unitforms. "Sorry about all this, it's usually not like that. I'm Zack by the way. I will need your name and size...”

Watching the students as they came in Fae still held her general's hand even after the wars were nothing but fading memories. Alric just laughed a bit at the thought. "Teaching these pups would do 'em a lot of good. Considering what the world is like today they need a good, hard, ass whoopin' to teach them a lesson." Alric watched as the new student help up the other. Once Alric got a good look at the man's face he cringed a bit. That man in his vision....this one was definitely his offspring. He just hopes that this young pup is nothing like his father at all. Alric so wants to rip that man apart now since Taka is no longer here. Part of his contract is gone but his loyalty still remains.

Sighing he watched as the remaining belts snapped into their uniforms. Kailyn gives them some leniency but abuse it and you have to fight him. Some have learned that the hard way. And here this pup was no different. If he can't stand up to the elf he won't survive in the Night class against a wolf at full power. And a strong one at that. Alric looked back at Fae and smiled. "The others should be hunting right now. We got back from an 8 hour run at 3 this morning. I am sure they are hungry. Well It is nice to see you again Fae. Maybe on my break I will find you and we can chat and catch up like old time sake. For now I have duties to attend to. Don't hurt them too badly."

( Alric walks off from the Dojo and goes to Day Class-Science Class: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] )

“ Alright.” The white haired Elvin nodded as she turned away from the dark hair shape shifter to still empty mats. No need to keep the young man here just to watch the unnecessary punishment that was going to take place with the students as they took way too long to get changed. One should wonder though, why the head of the Homeland security didn’t just remind her she couldn’t really do this anymore. The dojo wasn’t her domain anymore, the Kyuudou Jou was, but not here Faelwen had given this place up a long time ago to the teachers that came to teach at the school. This was not a place for her to teach defense when it had been the art of survival for her. No, to help along the dream of the man she was now living it for it defently wasn’t the place for the likes of someone still trapped in the thinking of the old ways.

But, unone the less….

She still needed to release her anger on someone other than her children.

Pale blue eyes turned again to see the back of the shape shifter walking away from the dojo, still a little sadden by the miss of a challenge she did rather enjoy. “ Stop by my chambers when you are done with your rounds, Alric. We can chat then…” Walking back on to the mats, the bottom of her feet could feel them through the black fabric covering them. Or well, it look like black fabric but was really a form of armor, magick reinforced. Crossing her arms over her chest she listened to the sounds of the human student voices with her one good ear.

“ …. my ass twice in the span of a minute. So belts white through purple just……….hold back if you can, but do whatever she tells you to do. Brown and Red need to watch over the younger belts, try to draw her attention away from them. Kei, Masaki, you two are with me…..We’re going to have to be her main attraction so be prepared…”

Faelwen snorted though her nose as she turned her head to look about the room. Stupid strategy, keep her attention on the black belts?

HA.

There was one thing Mr. Second was going to have to learn very quickly besides how not to get flipped over by a single little woman. And that, would to be to come up with a better game plan.

“ FIVE MINUTES”

That wasn’t a count on how long it was to take them to get on the mats.

It was a your time is up now voice, because five minutes had already passed.

Haku watched silently as the other students nodded. They shuffled as they went to their respective locker rooms to change, and his eyes narrowed at the man when he ordered him with a never by your leave. Granted, Haku hadn’t gotten the chance to introduce himself, but that still didn’t mean he had to answer to ‘you’. Not really given a choice, he followed the taller man to the office.

“Haku………and I wear a Large…” The man, Zack he mentally corrected himself, handed him the traditional white crossover shirt, black tie pants and a white belt to wrap around the pants to hold them up, muttering something about ‘Until Akira and Kailyn sensei test you’. Nodding, he headed towards the guys locker room to get changed. He still didn’t understand how he got dragged into all of this. Maybe he should have stopped trying to be a sneak and just go through the front door like every other normal person. Oh well, too late now.

”FIVE MINUTES!!!”

Gods did the woman not have any patience? Changing quickly, he joined the mass of students that stood on the mats. Waiting whatever fate decided to hand them.

“Sorry bout the belt, Haku….But that’s the one you’ll have to wear until Akira and Kailyn-senseis’ test you to see where you are.” When he didn’t get an answer, Zack shrugged and followed the man out of the office, locking it behind him. Akira would have to give him a locker once he got here. Honestly, Zack was a bit worried. Akira was never late. Ever. And if he was late it was never more that five or ten minutes. What could possibly be holding him up? Shaking his head, he returned to his own locker to throw the office keys back into the corner.

”FIVE MINUTES!”

Zack sighed. Did that mean they had five minutes left, or their five minutes late and probably lost their warm up? Probably the latter, if the woman’s attitude was to be trusted. Walking out with the others, He Kei and Masaki stood in the front, spread out equally cross the room as the others stood in ranks according to their belts. Hands clasped behind back, feet spread shoulder’s width apart, awaiting instructions. Usually, Zack would just order warm ups, but seeing as he was no longer in charge and he had no idea how this woman ran things, he remained silent, bracing himself only for what was coming.

Faelwen stood on the middle of the mats watching each and every one of the students slowly come out of the changing rooms taking positions at the edge of the mat. Her hands resting on her hips as she eyed over each on standing at an ‘at ease’ position, but some of the lower belts looked very sloppy. Her eyes narrowed a bit at them all, as she looked over each one. This was not a very well taught class or well disciplined. All the higher colored belts look to be taking the woman standing in front of them seriously, standing at a sharp at ease, heads forward on her. The others however, were giving each other ‘sneaking looks’, she sensitive ears could ear each and every whispers passed amongst them.

This was acceptable behavior in HER Dojo?

Faelwen was going to have a very un nice little chat with Kailyn’s day sensei replacement. If Akira-san could not take control of this class, then there was a matter to be seen too. Hand fell behind her back as she clasped them together walking towards the group. This was a very large mess of things, and Faelwen wasn’t about to let it pass. For a moment she walked up and down them a bit, taking note of the ‘lost boy’ in the back as some girl took to ‘whispering’ some flirty pick up line. Annoying rabbit breeding Humans, this was not a time for getting over the humroal desires. This was a dojo.

It was about time these human students started treating it as one.

“ Ptau’al!*”

Spoiler:

Legs firmly locked in place, hands clasped tightly behind back, face forward. Gaze forward. Look the instructor in the eye if in line of sight. Look straight ahead if otherwise. Stand in rows according to rank. First Black, then Red, Brown, Purple and so on until you get to white. No movement until given the order. And absolutely no talking.

These were the things he knew…the things that had been drilled into his head for the past five years of being on this team. Things that his body automatically fell into whenever class started. But just because he was in this stance, it didn’t mean that he was off in la la land, staring off into space. No, his sapphire orbs were fixed on the shorter woman, taking in every single detail that she revealed in an attempt to figure out who she was.

He knew she was a night person (an elf by the looks of it), but she wasn’t acting like student. No, she was acting more like a teacher. Maybe she had taught here before and was looking to get her position back? She was standing in a different stance then what he was used to, but he knew he had seen it before, her light blue eyes no longer looking at the three before her, or even the four that were standing behind them. No, they were focused on something behind him.

And it was then that he heard it. The whispers, the slight giggles of the orange and white belts as they talked and ignored the woman standing before them. Gods he was going to give them an ear full once this was done. Now that he was focused on it, the small whispers seemed to be getting louder.

Gods, Shut up!

The words where screamed at the idiots who were shattering the silence that this woman demanded without speaking a word, even if he knew that they wouldn’t be able to hear them. He dared not move, not do anything that would draw this woman’s sharp attention back to him. All the white belts were mostly freshmen who hadn’t been on this team long enough to realize what an honor it was, and what it took to stay on it. Haven’t been broken in is how he ad heard Kailyn describe it once.

The woman began moving, and his attention went back to studying her. The red cloth clothing she was wearing seemed like it was light enough to start floating as she moved, the black behind it covering the parts of her upper chest before disappearing behind the red shirt, her calves, and her forearms. The skirt was high enough to show a good amount of smooth leg before the black material started, and he heard someone behind him make a suggestive noise. Gods how stupid were these fucking students?

He had warned them to be serious, but he had a feeling they wouldn’t listen. Gods maybe he should send them over to night class for one class. Maybe then they wouldn’t slack off so much. No matter what he or Akira did, these newbies never shaped up until after the first competition. Some never shaped up at all and ended being tossed off the team. The woman then began walking back and forth in front of them, causing the black material to shimmer. Sapphire orbs widened slightly, the only movement that had occurred since stepping out onto the mats.

She was wearing armor?! Gods who the fuck was this woman? How the fuck were they supposed to guard and defend themselves against her, how were they supposed to pose an offensive if she had fucking armor?! There were a few moments of silence before her voice shattered it.

"Ptau’al!”

He was standing at attention before he was consciously aware that his body had even moved, his face emotionless even as his heart dropped into the pit of his stomach. He didn’t know what language that was, but he sure as hell knew what that word meant. The tone was enough to shed light on the meaning. It was the exact same tone that Kailyn used. And Zack knew that Kailyn used to work in the military.

So here they were, in the presence of an Elf who was wearing armor, and had ( at some point in time) served in the military, expecting them to defend against whatever attack she had stored up in her reservoir (which being an elf could be pretty fucking huge), and expecting her to attack her and manage to stay on their feet.

And Akira was no where to be found.

Zack braced himself for whatever the woman had coming next, accpeting the next fact to the Gods honest truth.

…………they were all completely and utterly fucked.

”………If you are going to live in this house, you will damn well show the respect that is deserved. Now, again. You will stay in this stance until I deem that you have properly learned it and completed it correctly!”

Steel blue eyes stared ahead of him, at the backs of the seven rows of students, watching the others chuckle and giggle and whisper to each other, completely ignoring the woman who had command of the first three rows as if she were their god. And he was mimicking them in every way; the military stance had been beaten into his head after all. It came natural to him, the body needing no thought from the mind to know what to do.

The giggling and whispers rose in volume slightly when the students saw that the teacher was doing nothing to stop them. Gods, were all teenagers this retarded? Or maybe they were simply that spoiled. To think that because they had money and well known families that nothing could hurt them. He watched as the ice blue orbs shifted over to them, watching their every move, unaware by the students standing around him.

“Psst. Hey, you’re pretty cute….and I’ve never seen you in class before so that must make you new…and if you need any help I could...you know....show you a few things....” A high female voice giggled, coming from the girl next to him. But he did not move, didn’t even break his gaze from the woman in front of him to glare at her. Because that would only bring the woman’s wrath upon him, and he wanted to avoid that at all costs.

“Ptau’al!”

The sudden snapping of the order had him instantly in attention, seconds before the students around him had lazily gotten into their sloppy attention stance. He had never heard that Language before. But the tone was enough. This woman was pissed, and out for blood. He had seen it so many times before, so many different ways.

“What? Why are we at attention?”

“Where’s Akira-sensei? Is this the new substitute? I thought Kailyn-sensei always substituted."


“Yeah, well I’m glad it’s her and not him…..gods he scares the shit out of me…”

Gods would these children never shut up? Did they not know that order was one for attention and silence? They were going to be the evidence that brought the axe down upon theirs and their classmate’s heads………..and on the giggling and whispering went. Biting back a sigh of frustration, he awaited the next order, hoping that this would be short as possible, but knowing in reality, it would not be.

Her eyes watched the lot of them come to attraction. A very sloppy slow attention as the rows went backwards. Not very uniform, it was already more than through the semester and the younger belts didn’t seemed to have any disciple after the brown belts. Hands still clasped behind her back she walked one way then the other on the mats again looking them all down row to row. Debating in her mind what should be done with the lot. Her left ear burned a bit at the sounds of the voices whispering in the back row, the chatter of white belts as they spoke of substitute teachers and Kailyn.

Happy it was her?

Kailyn scared them.

If the thought the pink haired Makai was something to be afraid of while she was nothing more than a harmless substitute. She turned the other way averting her icy pale blue eyes away from them all, she was looking at the floor in front of her as she came to a conclusion of what to do. It was well ten minutes pass the start of class and the sensei was still missing. Had this been going on since she left six years ago for her little trip down a very foggy memory lane? She snorted after a moment as she turned back around hands resting on her hips, legs spread back out to her at ease stance.

“ Since you all seem to be such a talkative class, and late” Pale blue eyes focus on those in the back more than on the first three rows who had been utterly quiet this entire time. “ I think it’s time you all learn some respect in front of your sensei regardless who it is. We will be doing Suicides.”

………………………..Suicides?!

Zack bit down the growl that wanted to force its way passed his lips. Gods he was going to murder each and every person who was talking as soon as this was over. It was because of them that they now had to go through this shit. He knew that they knew what was expected. They never did this when Kailyn was around, they were far too afraid of him for that. But oh well….They will learn soon enough he supposed.

“What are suicides?”

“I don’t know….I’ve never heard of them before.”

“You think it’s like the groups? Or is it one on one?”

“Probably one on one….Suicides usually pertain to one person.”

Idiots...... Zack sighed inwardly, but outwardly there was no change. He was still staring straight at the woman, face emotionless, just like Kei and Masaki. The reds knew better, and the browns were good most of the time. But from then on, he really didn’t want to turn around to see what they were doing. He made a mental note to ask Akira and Kailyn to test the younger ones again. They didn’t need mediocrity on this team. The night class teams showed them up every year. Even if Zack desperately wanted to join them and leave this band of idiots, he still took pride in the students that were his charge whenever Akira was absent. And right now, Everyone but the reds and browns were a downright disgrace.

Suicides….now that was a term he hadn’t heard in a long time. He knew what they were, at least in a track setting. He would always watch the track teams as he made his way home from school. But he knew enough about the term to know that the white belt next to him was wrong about it being one on one. Not that he was going to say anything.

“Late? What is she talking about? We weren’t late….”

“I don’t know…..Maybe she’s strict like Kailyn sensei as well, wanting us to get here before class starts….”

“But AKira-sensei and Zack are the only ones who have the time to do that…..I have a class before this all the way across campus.”

“I know. Me too.”

"Speaking of which, where is Akira-sensei?"

"You're guess is as good as mine....He's never late..."

These children were only making things worse by continuing to talk. Even after the woman in front had pointed out how talkative they were being. Suicides were usually done in groups, and they were standing according to their ranks, it was safe to assume that they were already standing in their groups. Gods, of course he would be stuck with the idiots. Well, he wouldn’t try to save them. He would only look after himself. Even though he STILL was not registered.

A fact that everyone seemed to be ignoring.

In her head there were a lot of things flipping through her mind, most of it was military solutions to the lack of respect happening at the moment in the room by the lower belts. But one had to remember this WAS a school, and she couldn’t get away with those types of things here. However that didn’t mean she could do some rather harsh things to the group. Pale icy eyes turned back to look at the three young black belts in front. Down the line they would have to go then.

“When I say Tul* first belt group will step on the mats. Once you hit the floor, get off the mats, return to the back of the line, and the next group will approach the mats when I say Tul* again. If you DO NOT get off the mats by the time the next group steps on you MUST remain on the mats until your color group comes up again. You will stand at attention during this exercises at all times, I caught you speaking, you remain on the mats until this exercises is over. ” Faelwen spoke in a very loud and clear voice, cutting out the annoying chatter of any of the student still talking in the back of the room. Looking over each on, eyes settled on the young man who claimed second in the dojo before smirking at him slightly. “Suicides end when you get me on the floor…..”

Turning away from the group, crossing her arms behind her back, she took a deep breath. Mentally preparing her body for what could be a very long class of suicides.

“Tul!”

Spoiler:

The chatter instantly stopped when the woman began to talk in a loud commanding voice. And it was about damn time too. The three of them could probably take her down if they work out a strategy first. But sapphire orbs narrowed when the crystal eyes fell upon him.
Suicides end when you get me on the floor…..”
Why the fuck was she looking at him? Sure he was the only one in the room to know she wasn’t human and that she was wearing armor. But still……

”Tul!”

Before he could stop them, Kei and Masuki rushed forward in sync, leaving Zack behind, a single hand in the air in a failed attempt to try and silently stop them. He couldn't get the words out, even two against one all it took was a single sweep of her arm before-

BAM……BAM!!

The two were lying on their backs, faces pinched in shock as they gazed up at the woman shocked. There was not a sound in the room; Zack would be able to hear a pin drop back in the farthest corner of the locker room if such a thing were to occur. Seeing as this round was screwed he simply shrugged and held out his hand to the woman. There was no way in hell he was going to be able to defeat her on his own. He would have to try and find a way to plan with them without talking. Which wouldn’t be very hard,
considering Kei and Masuki were black belts and all. They both knew the signs just as well as Zack did. It was the lower belts that he had to worry about. They were about to get a very rude wake up call. Part of him really wanted to see it happen, because they were in dire need of one. But on the other hand, they were his responsibility until Akira-sensei came back from wherever he was. And a psychotic, powerhungry, armor clad elf was no reason for a hurt student.

Even if it did make one hell of an excuse.

Icy blue eyes watched the young tall dark haired man as he look at his two fallen comrades. Bad planning to go head’s first without thinking about what to do. True, first time around the three of them should have been able to take her down no problems. Had they worked together that was. A small smirk crossed over her lips as Mr. Second basically held out his hand to her. The other two black belts were slowly getting up off the mats now to go back behind the others, at least instructions could be followed well.

“ Not even going to try? Come now.” She whispered enough only for his ears to hear. Behind him the state of shock on the student’s faces seem to have a wave effect. As if the younger belt couldn’t quiet grasp the concept of what just took place on the mats. The young man gave a slight shrug to her, before tilting his head to his retreating comrades. Keeping to the ‘no speaking rule’ smart kid. With a swift movement like the one she had use before on him, Faelwen flip the young man on to the mats.

A lot nicer though this time, there was no need to knock the wind out of him. Waiting until he got off the mats, icy eyes fell on the next round of belts, four faces look at her as if she was the doom of them all. Faelwen had to keep the grin from crossing her face before she turned around and took the same stance as before.

“TUL!”

It was only because he had seen the man, Zack re he reminded himself, go down earlier, that the shock of the other students did not affect him. The room had gotten dead silent, all of the students stared in shock as the woman turned her back again; as they watched the blacks follow each other to the back of the classroom, standing at perfect attention as soon as they reached their places. Knowing that turning around would be a bad idea, Haku’s gaze remained trained on the white haired girl before them.

”TUL!”

At first no one moved. The red belts were too afraid to move forward. Because if the black belts couldn’t defeat her, what hope did they have? He could practically feel that question being bounced around between the students. But not one spoke a word.

“Shit…..How the fuck are we supposed to compete against that when even the blacks couldn’t beat her?” the girl next to him whispered as quietly as she could, the only one brave enough to break the silence.

“Shut up Kyoko!” One of the orange belts whispered harshly, turning to glare at the girl behind him.

Well, almost no one. Gods these kids were fucking retarded. They knew the rules and yet they still broke them. Haku inwardly sighed as he waited for the reds to move forwards so he could as well. But they remained in their spots for a moment longer.