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Bring Me to Life	By : Ookami13 Category: +S to Z > Samurai Deeper Kyo Views: 7467 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five:
Kyo�s
Interest
Quirking an eyebrow at Shinda, Yuya could already understand why
he was called Shinda of the Shadows. It seemed as though the
shadows followed him everywhere. He was dark and mysterious at
only seventeen.
�Problem?�
Yuya turned towards Mr. Tamanori�s voice as he approached them
followed by Toge.
�Yeah there�s a prob-...� Benitora began, but was cut
off by a voice they knew too well by now.
�No problem, Tamanori-san,� Shinda said casually as he looked
at Yuya, �she�s just plain wrong.�
Mr. Tamanori and Toge quirked eyebrows at Shinda�s statement,
and it was Toge who spoke before Yuya ripped Mini Kyo�s throat out,
�Whaddya mean that she�s �wrong�?�
�Just what I said. She�s wrong. She needs to leave
this place, and soon. I will not have her remain here.
She cannot just impose herself like this.�
Toge looked at his roommate questioningly, �Oh? I would
have thought any man who saw this beautiful woman naked would want
her to stay.�
Yuya blinked. Just what the hell was going on here?
These two boys were like miniature versions of her own group, and the
�alliances� were the same as well. The tiger liking the
bounty huntress, and the pompous samurai hating everyone. And
what was Toge doing bringing up her nakedness!
�Do you really think I have time for such frivolous things?�
Shinda asked, his narrowed gaze focused on Toge, �Do you think
seeing a woman naked does anything for me? Unlike you, I do not
have loins that rise up like a broomstick every time a woman so much
as breathes in my direction. I have long grown numb to the
effects of women, and have also grown distant from the ways of men.
Do not expect me to go down either road again.�
�See now, that�s your problem, Shinda-sama. You don�t
let anyone in. You shut us out like we�re nothing; but when
you need something, we�re right there, aren�t we?�
Shinda fixed Toge with such a glare that Yuya thought the tiger
would snap in half, �Bullshit.�
�You wanna run that by me again?� Toge asked, trying to give
Shinda a glare of his own and failing miserably, �You�ve closed
yourself to the ways of not only men and women; but the world

as well! How can you live like that?�
�That�s just it, Toge. I don�t live like that: I�m
dead. And I don�t shut you out and then ask for your help
afterwards. If I get myself into a mess, I�ll get myself out
of it. If you happen to jump in of your own volition, then
that�s your fault. I have nothing to do with your stupidity,
meaning that you are responsible for your own actions. So do
you see now? I don�t need you, and I never did.�
Shinda said, his feet squared with his shoulders, his body looking
relaxed while his eyes glared daggers at the tiger, who could only
look at Shinda with confusion and hurt.
Toge�s hands were clenched into fists and Yuya swore he was
grinding his teeth into powder. She wished that, like Benitora,
she could just go over and try to calm him down, but she barely knew
Toge, despite the fact that he and Benitora were like long-lost
siblings.
Before Toge could make a reply, Mr. Tamanori stepped forward a
little ways, �Now Toge-san, you do remember what happened the last
time this happened, don�t you? Try not to let it get to you.
You know Shinda-san�s just messing with you.�
�Is that what you think, Old Man? What good will he do me
when I go to take down my enemies? If I needed someone
specializing in the art of running in the opposite direction of the
battle, then I would need him; but I don�t. I need him for
nothing, it was he who attached himself to my hip ten years ago.
I have never gone begging to him for anything.�
Hands clenching further, Mr. Tamanori tried again, �Toge,
please, this is foolish. I know you haven�t forgotten the
last time this happened, and if you have, do not make me remind you.�
�I remember what happened,� Toge began, his teeth clenched,
�he about gutted me like a fish and left me on the ground before
you found me there. And where was he? Sittin� on the
ground in front of a bench watchin� me like he was a hawk and I was
his dinner, that sword of his sheathed across his lap while he licked
the blood from his fingers.�
Something twitched on Kyo�s face, but Yuya couldn�t tell what
it was. All she knew was that everyone in their group was
watching the exchange between the two boys, and she knew that most
were comparing Toge and Shinda to two of their own, except it was
usually Kyo and Akira that ended up arguing.
Looking over at Shinda to study his face, Yuya couldn�t believe
what she was seeing. The orange-eyed boy was smiling.
He was only seventeen, barely even a man, and already he was smiling
at the thought of licking blood from his fingers. Hell, even
Kyo only licked it from his sword.
Thinking of the red-eyed samurai made Yuya wonder just what he was
thinking about all of this. The similarities between he and
Shinda were obvious, so she thought about what Kyo would do once Toge
and Shinda were finished with their squabble.
Yuya turned back to the scene before them and listened to Mr.
Tamanori speak, �Exactly, Toge-san. You wouldn�t want that
to happen again, would you? I know Shinda-san just as you do,
maybe a little less, but still. I know how he gets when there
is something that he wants that someone else won�t let him have.
Right now he wants you to understand...�
�Understand? Is that what you think this is about? I
just want him to leave me alone is all. That, and I want Ms.
Nudist to leave.� Shinda said, turning his cynical smirk on
Yuya, who was clenching her own fists in an attempt to stop herself
from wiping that smirk right off his face.
With that, Shinda turned to leave. Toge looked astonished
that the orange-eyed boy would just up and leave like this, but Mr.
Tamanori looked as though this was to be expected, and Yuya wanted to
just scream at the top of her lungs for all of this to either stop or
be explained.
Things moved too fast for Yuya to even see. First Toge was
standing within touching distance, and then he was coming up behind
Shinda, a mad look in his eye and a large sickle in his hands.
Benitora thought that it looked like the one Brother Ghiyo had used,
though it was clearly different since this one had a tiger etched
into the blade, its right front paw extended to fend off some unknown
enemy.
Bringing the sickle down to swipe at Shinda�s neck, Toge knew it
had been a trap all along once Shinda put his left hand behind his
back and crossed his fingers. Of course, that was after he�d
turned to the right to elbow Toge in the stomach.
The sickle flew from the tiger�s hands and Toge himself landed a
few feet away from it on his side clutching his stomach, �What...
the hell was that for!�
�For being an idiot,� Shinda said as he turned to face Toge,
feet still squared with his shoulders, �but I did mean it when I
said I didn�t need you.�
�Oh you need me, Shinda no Kage, and I�ll show you just
how much.� Toge said as he picked himself up and grabbed his
sickle.
Shinda quirked an eyebrow, �You mean the way you showed me at
Sekigahara? Primary example, Toge, congratulations. Were
you helping me by losing your stomach on my feet? Or maybe when
you got yourself stabbed in the leg?�
Yuya blinked. Sekigahara? Toge would have been fifteen
and Shinda thirteen, so why would they have been at the Battle of
Sekigahara? And why was Shinda being so mean? Yuya gave
herself a mental shake. Asking why Shinda was being mean was
like asking Kyo why he hated Kyoshiro: it was just the way he was,
like a child knowing who his or her mother was. It was fixed
into his mind and his personality. Thinking of Kyo made Yuya
look for him.
The nerve of men...
He sat on the bench that she�d originally claimed for herself,
his legs slightly apart with Tenro resting against his left knee.
Most of their group stood or sat around the bench, Akira and
Bontenmaru being the closest to Kyo. Yuya could understand why
they were the only ones brave enough to sit near him: he had a look
of interest on his face, and when that happened, he was plotting
something.
Certain things happened whenever Kyo plotted, and they were
usually bad things. Bad for Yuya, anyway, and that meant
that her wallet was about to be stolen to cover some sort of
miscellaneous expense.
Turning her attention back to the fight between Toge and Shinda,
Yuya wondered just what the samurai was thinking and why he seemed so
interested in watching the two of them.
Then she saw why.
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