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Masters Daughter (DE666 & I)

As the weeks passed, Kira had done as she promised herself that she would do. She kept a closer eye on how Yuuto's training was going and at first she didn't see much difference but as time progressed, she saw that his focus got better. There were times where she would watch his training, standing in the shadows while he worked with her father and master Shwee. Master Shwee knew that she was spying on the tigers classes, the fox having told the old rat that she wished to over see some of his training without the tiger knowing. So she always arrived in the rooms before Yuuto and she always left before it ended. Anytime they trained outside, she stood downwind from them so her scent wouldn't distract Yuuto.

She had noticed that her father and Shwee were no longer holding back in his training and she smiled to herself. On the evenings when he would return to his room, there was always a cup of hot tea waiting for him, the herbal blend inside of it used for relaxing the muscles and taking away some of the ache. Even though it was still hot when he got to his room, her scent would never be there, making it seem like the tea appeared on its own. The masters knew it was Kira who placed it there but they never said a word, merely chuckling if asked.

Just like Yuuto, Kira and the others noticed the scent of the wolves around the dojo and the security on the grounds were raised, some of the masters taking to patrolling through the night in shifts so everyone was rested in the morning.
 
The tiger was grateful for the tea that seemed to appear when needed. He however was not completely in the dark. No it was one night when he got home that he noticed it. There had been a single golden strand of hair hanging upon the leaves of a small sapling feet from his door. Despite it being faint, he knew whom it belonged too. He had taken it and within the wrappings of his sword hilt he tied it, then rewrapping the blade so none would see it. He then smiled and drank the calming brew that night. He knew better then to pry on her though, he however at times focused his senses to hear her training, even at times listening to her breathing feet from her class as she studied with Ryota, but unlike her he could do nothing to help.

"Very good," Shwee replied as the head of a maniquin rolled on the floor. Yuuto had taken to the broadsword quickly, it tested his strength, a weapon for heavy combat, not subtle dualing or quick finishes like Kira's. He however envied the very beautiful movements of her sword play, he was though very pleased with the flowing deep arcs of the broad blade. "Perhaps you'll even take on a second in time," Shwee replied, talking of the two styled braodsword the rat was very fond of. Yuuto learned the rats large sword was not one, but two, both fitting side by side until the old Master had decided to use both in his training. They where lighter, though still as lethal as the single ringed sword.

"Though before that....we need to sharpen your skills....with a sharpened blade," the rat chuckled at his own joke. "Your focus has improved though...perhaps your mind is no longer thinking those impure thoughts of your maiden hmm?" he teased, Yuuto would have blushed had he been out of the dojo, but now he simply took the teasing, though making a mentle note to try and get the rat during there next sparring.
 
After the incident with the wolves, her teachers lessons became more intense. She had mastered her lessons one fighting without her eyesight, so she was now being put to the test, not having to fight off more then one opponent while blindfolded. This time however, they did not use unguarded swords, the practice too dangerous for such a thing. There had been many nights when she sat alone in her room in pain front being hit with the practice swords, but she always fought through the pain, learning from her mistakes and her skill at evading was getting better as was her speed.

She was passing the room where Shwee and Yuuto were practicing, having just finished her own lesson, when she heard the head of a maniquin hit the floor and roll. Turning slightly, she silently slid the door open a bit and looked inside, smiling a little as she gazed at the rat and tiger. As Shwee joked about Yuuto's thoughts being impure, she felt her face flush and she backed away from the door, walking away without closing it. She knew that he had feelings for her, but hearing that he possibly had been thinking such things was a little embarrassing.

As she was walking away, she didn't notice Zhao coming up behind her until she felt a hand on her backside. A moment later the sound of him being slapped filled the air, followed by a cry of "Zhao! You hentai!"
 
Yuuto did not notice her spying, just listening to Shwee talk, he respected his elder, though at times he found it strange the old rat ever wanted to be a swords master. He was much like Zhao, perverted and obscene, however he did not act out on it like the leopard. He preferred to torment the tiger instead of groping the backsides of pretty girls. He sighed though once more being the but end of the jokes. His concentration faltered though when he heard the loud slap followed by the shouting.

He got up quickly to go and see. noticing the door slightly a gap, he looked to see both poeple whome he had least expected to see. Kira and Zhao. Neither had ever come to see him train, if thats what they had been doing. He suddenly thought though if she had heard Shwees cruel taunting. He gulped hoping it had not been the case. He went to collect his blade, training had been over, and he left, doing his best to not be seen by the two as he did.
 
When Yuuto looked out, Kira was standing over Zhao who was sitting on the ground holding his cheek. "You hentai! You just can't resist can you?!" she shouted. "You're lucky I didn't have my sword drawn or else you could of been dead! I swear, you don't think do you? What happens to that brain of yours when you're not training, huh?" The fox's ears were laid back and her eyes blazing with anger as she stood over him. With a huff, she moved to walk away when she felt the leopard hug her legs and she growled. "Let me go you pervert." she barked but he just laughed while she struggled against him.

Looking up, she saw Yuuto and though she was a little embarrassed at what Shwee had said, she called to him for help anyways. "Yuuto!" she called. "Could you help get this pervert off of me? Please?"
 
Yuuto turned around to see Zhao going a bit too far. He also felt anger rush through him. Normally the old leopard gave up, simply enjoying the attention it seemed, but he was going a bit too at it now he seemed. He let a soft growl leave his throat. He knew Zhao was a teacher, he should very well treat him with respect, however he couldn't help his temper. He walked over and before he knew it let loose a string of ver threatening growls leave his maw. In a way it was almost challanging to. "Zhao...let go," he demanded, his blade was still in his hands as if ready to be used.

The tiger should not use phyisical confrontation, but he wanted to protect Kira, so imstead he flicked his tail, it swatted the leopard hard, much like a tree branch would when pulled back and let loose.
 
Zhao laughed as Kira began swatting at his arms while he held onto her legs. As Yuuto approached, the leopards eyes lit up as he grinned. He knew about the young tigers affections towards the fox he held and his amusement showed as he held Kira's legs tighter, making her growl in irritation before Yuuto growled at the leopard. After being told to let go, he shook his head whle tugging her closer, making the fox yelp as her body swayed, nearly falling over. "Idiot!" she yipped at him. She loved Zhao, she really did. He was almost like an uncle to her, but there were times when she just couldn't stand him and how stupid he could be.

When he was swatted with the tail, the leopard made a sound of surprise before letting Kira go just as she was tugging at her leg, causing her to fall into Yuuto with a yelp. The fox reached out as she fell and grabbed onto Yuuto, her eyes wide. Zhao watched with apparant amusement before laughing and scrambling up, the cat quickly running off before either one could hit him, which Kira was most likely to do.
 
Yuuto wasn't prepared for what happened. He caught her, but not until he dropped his sword to do so, falling backwards as she lunged forward from Zhao's sudden release of her legs. In the confusion he could not enjoy the feeling of her ample breasts against him, nr the sheer fact she was now lying on top of him as they where both now on the floor. He grunted as the wind was knocked out of him a bit his thick arms around her and he breathed.

Little did he realize one of his hands was grasping her round buttocks, the other on her back so her breasts pushed against his chest more, almost spilling out of her kimono. He breathed. "Are...you okay?" he asked still unawares of what he was doing.
 
Kira was a little dazed from the sudden fall and she grunted as she fell on top of him, her arms wrapped around his upper body while he held her. Blinking a couple times, she lifted her head from where it was resting on his chest and she looked up at him slowly from beneath some of the hair that had fallen in her eyes. It didn't register right away that her breasts were nearly falling from her dress nor that his hand was grasping her backside. When he spoke, she blinked again before nodding slightly. "Uh... yeah, I think so." she told him softly. "Thanks for your help."

She shifted in his arms a little before pausing when she felt his hand on her butt and she felt her cheeks heat up a bit as she stilled and just gazed at him again. Neither one of them noticed her father approaching, the older fox having heard his daughters yelling and decided to come investigate, somehow knowing that Zhao was involved in what was going on.
 
Yuuto nodded softly "No...problem," he said he felt her move and he too realized what had happened. He however did not move, frozen in a state much like she was, he did not even dare to let his eyes look down to see her generous breasts pushing against him. He instantly however tried to focus, because as soon as both realized what happened, his hormones began to get the better of him. He was afraid to move for fear of only enjoying this comprimising predicament. "Um...I..." he managed to gurgle, the fact he was a bit aroused was laced in his voice.

He heard the gentle steps, but did not dare look to see, though he hoped it was not Zhao, abnyone but Zhao. He would soon realize how much he would have prefered the pervy leopard over who this was.
 
She felt the heat of her embarrassment spreading down her neck a bit and she swallowed softly as he gazed back at her. When he spoke, she could hear the arousal in his voice. However, her attention was soon drawn from him when she heard the soft foot steps, her ear twitching a little and she slowly tipped her head up a little more before freezing, a look of complete embarrassment and horror written on her face as she gazed up into the face of her father who was now towering over the two of them with his arms crossed over his chest. "F-father..." she stammered.

The vixen was too shocked to even move while her father gazed down at them. "I've never seen this type of training before." he said seriously, a stern look on his face. "I shall have to ask Zhao about where he learned it. I shall leave you to it." was all he said before he continued along the path, leaving them behind. With his back to them, they wouldn't see the amused look in his eyes nor the small smile on his face as he shook his head.
 
He felt himself almost snap out of everything, and even his spirit leave him when he heard jer speak. "I'm dead1" his mind cried out as she said father. It was horrible, he wondered quickly what would happen. He guessed maybe a brutal beating was in order, he wouldn't mind truthfully, though he wondered also if exile would happen. He didn't seem to even realize what was happening and how his teacher had just walked away it seemed, without even much of a fuss. He blinked finally when the larger foxwas gone. Had that just happened? Sure he sounded like the same stern Master, but he did nothing. Just seemed oddly...mused by the situation and left. He even just left them like that, didn;t offer to help any up, was this a joke. Was it some strange celebration he knew nothing of.

He then realized he was once more alone with her and he managed to speak. "N...Not that I don't enjoy this a bit," he admitted "but...perhaps we should get off the floor?" he suggested to her. Of course if she decided to slap him he would say he deserved it, and though it would sting, he thought it was well worth it.

(ok now gotta go real quick be back soon hopefully)
 
She seemed just as stumped as he was after her father just walked away. She'd been sure that her father would be upset about this but he just left them, leaving her completely confused. When Yuuto finally spoke again, she blinked and looked down at him again as he suggested they get off the floor. For a moment she just looked at him before quickly getting off of him. She turned away from him as she fixed her dress and tried to compose herself. "I'm really sorry about Zhao." she said quickly. "As much of a genius he is when it comes to his classes, he really is an idiot any other time."

Once she fixed herself, Kira turned to him and cleared her throat. She knew that Zhao did what he did on purpose, though why she had no idea. "I'll be sure to be extra hard on him the next time I have a class with him." she said, the promise of a serious beating hidden within her comment.
 
Yuuto got up as well and made sure he was fiixed as well, straghtening his gi and making sure he was, not to obviously excited. He wasn't thankfully else it would have spurned another awkward moment. He picked up his blade and put it back into the scabbard on his back and brushed himself off. He smiled gently at the prospect. "Yeah....I hope so...I do not train with him so I hope you will do so doubly hard for my own sake," he said and wondered what else to do. He knew this would not just go away. He however no longer thought of if she had heard Shwee's joke to him earlier.

"I better get going.....I...unfortunetally have an hour before...your father teaches me," he said, knowing full well this was going to be a very awkward session, or so he beleived it to be. His focus for the day however would be sorely lacking, though who could really blame him, after what had just happened.
 
Kira softly chuckled and nodded. "Indeed I will." she told him. "That hentai has it coming to him." She felt a little awkward standing there with him, suddenly hating Zhao for making things awkward between her and Yuuto, a small frown forming on her lips. She just might hunt the old cat down before her lessons with him in order to give him a good thrashing. As Yuuto spoke up, she looked at him and nodded slightly. "Of course. Father does hate tardiness." she said gently. "Thank you again for helping me with that old cat." With one last smile she quickly turned and hurried off.

After that she did indeed find Zhao. He was hiding in Master Ryota's room. When she found him, she dragged him to one of the dojos for what she called a friendly spar. The leopard left the spar not long afterwards, limping and in pain while she walked away humming with a small smile, calling after him that she looked forward to their lessons later that day.
 
For the next hour he tried his best to calm down. He was not as invigorated as earlier, but as the minutes counted down he began to grow very anxious. He was afraid Master Dai would surely give him a lesson in pain. Though the old fox was never overly emotional when it came to his teachings, he knew that a line had been crossed and he was most likely going to get a strict lecture if not a few punches as well. "Worth it," he told himself though under his breath. Even if he suffered a broken bone, he thought today had been rather...good...despite all the bad. He felt comfort in that mentality and soon as it was a few minutes before he was to walk back to the main Dojo he got up, leaving his broadsword in his rom and walked with some confidence to where he would either have a lesson, or be his last.

He arrived with a minute to spar, the old fox was not there yet so he decided to sit and wait for him. He would try to not make things anymore akward then they already where. He closed his eyes and found his focus point. Of course as the image of the golden vixen came to his mind, he could remember the feeling of her lithe body against him and his pulse began to pound a bit faster. He breathed slowly though and waited.
 
When his lessons with Dai came, the fox was a little late in arriving, but when he arrived, he had a beat up looking Zhao with him. Dai had a stern look on his face as he entered the dojo and he moved past Yuuto. "Sit Zhao." he said firmly before looking at his student. "I was going to give you a lecture on how to treat my daughter when I heard the full story about what had happened. It has come to my attention about a number of things going on in my dojo that I hadn't before." He looked over at Zhao who looked thoroughly scolded at the stern look on Dai's face. "While I'm sure that Zhao has been punished enough for the moment, he still has something to say to you."

He looked at Zhao and the leopard sighed before looking at Yuuto. "I wish to apologize for my behavior earlier and embarrassing you and Miss. Kira. I have acted out of line and I'm sure that Miss. Kira will have another thorough punishment for me later." he said to the student before bowing as he waited to see if he was forgiven or not.
 
Yuuto was quiet frankly very concerned as his teacher came in late, this was a first, and to his knowledge the first time ever. Though when he saw the very battered leopard come in he silently gulped wondering if he would be meeting a similar fate. Deep down though he kept telling himself it had all been worth it, even if he wasn't able to move for a week or two. He sighed and waited to be spoken to. He was silent as the old fox spoke, though he was a little surprised once more. " A lecture on how to treat his daughter? Was he......just against how we where...not that we where...well together?" he let himself think before he realized he was being directly spoken to again. He looked at the leopard and felt what must have been a bit of pity for him, true he was a sleezy pervert at times, but as they say one does not change there spots or stripes over night.

He could see he was genuinly sorry too and Yuuto could not hold a grudge against him, not after it seemed he had truely been punished, more so then just physically...though it was still physically bad. "I forgive you....you seem to be...well seems Kira has indeed shown you the error of your ways, and I do not have the heart nor nature to hold a grudge," he said with a very modest smile. "I am curious though....why is it you seemed to take things a bit further today then others?" he found it curious Zhao would do something other then maybe getting a quick feel or making lewd comments. "Also I must apologixe for lashing as I did.....even if you did probably deserve it..a physical confrontation shouldn't have been neccessary on my part," he said meaning he apologized for wacking the old leopard with his tail.
 
Dai watched over the two as Zhao apologized to the young tiger, crossing his arms over his large chest with a stern look on his face when Zhao looked at him. Once the leopard apologized and Yuuto forgave him, Dai was ready to begin the lessons and he was about to say so when Yuuto asked about why Zhao took things further today. Dai paused and glanced curiously at the leopard who looked a little embarrassed. "I... well, I was tired of her skirting around you." he said with a snort. "She's sweet on you, just doesn't want to say or do anything about it. Thought that I'd do something to make her admit to herself that she liked you." When Yuuto apologized about hitting him, the teacher shrugged. "I've had worse. That girl and mistress Tanya give me regular thrashings." There was a sense of pride in his voice as he grinned at the younger feline.

"Besides, I know you liked holding her." he said, a perverted look on his face. "Any normal male would love to have her pressed against him." he started to say before Dai smacked him in the back of the head. "Thats my daughter you pervert." he growled. "Now get the hell out." With a laugh, the leopard scrambled to his feet and fled the dojo.
 
Yuuto would have liked to have said something, but he only watched as Zhao left the room, he was left with Dai, and he still felt very uneasy. A part of him was genuinly a bit grateful the old leopard had tried to help, even if it was potentially in the wrong way. He wondered if it was true though, was Kira really trying to dodge him, and was Shwee in on it as well? Was that why he teased him all the time, trying to give him the extra push to try and court her again? It was all very confusing. He blinked realizing he must have once more let his mind wonder and looked back at his teachr. He was afraid to say anything unsure if the pld fox would be upset, so he waited until he was spoken too once more.

He did his best to look straight though, but he still pondered things. Whats more what about Dai. How did he feel about this? The fact one, if not maybe even two, of the other Masters where doing what they could to push him and his daughter closer together. It was an interesting idea, one he would like to search deeper into but he guessed Shwee would not spill the beans so to speak even when asked, so he would have to get it out of him stealthly.
 
When Yuuto looked at him again, Dai was scowling in the direction that Zhao had gone. With a huff he clutched his cane tightly before turning and moving across the room, his tail twitching sharply with clear agitation. While he was fine with his daughter making her own decisions, he hated the way Zhao was going about trying to push the young vixen one way or another, disliking the manipulation that the leopard seemed to be stooping to and he had made his thoughts clear about it. The fox was aware that Yuuto had, had feelings for his daughter for a while and he knew that something had occurred between the two that day when the wolves were there, having noticed how his daughter looked in on the tigers lessons and brought him tea now and then.

Then there was the way that Yuuto had finally found a way to focus his thoughts and he seemed to just take off when it came to learning. Though he wouldn't say it out loud, the fox was impressed with his progress. "Now!" he barked suddenly. "I want to see your fighting forms!" With that he began putting the young tiger through the different moves that he'd taught him, wanting to see how his stance was and how his focus was after what had happened.
 
Yuuto felt like ages had passed in silence, he breathed slowly though. As the moments passed his focus returned to him, he let his thoughts calm. Once more the image of Kira began to form in his mind, he imagined her, not as simply a beautiful vixen, he imagined her in peril, in need, though suddenly it began to change. Slowly that need grew into something more, she was ontop of him again, her body pressed snuggly against him. He blinked at that moment and like a hand over chalk the image blurred and vanished. He could not think it seemed, however he tried and tried again until Dai spoke to him. He gave a small nod and then stood up.

He inhaled slowly, his body tingling with energy, with chi, the energy of life flowed through him and he felt it. Though he may not be able to focus, his muscles, his body remembered. Slowly he went through the stances, they where well learned, and like a dancer he need not need to think to do them anymore. His body was poise, even his tail was not a distraction, moving with deliberate ease and grace. When he struck the air it seemed to almost ripple from the force, the dust suddenly scattering like insects when light is shown.
 
Dai watched as Yuuto began going through his stances, slowly walking around him while looking him over with a critical eye. He kept an eye out for any and every flaw that might of been in his stance, but Yuuto had learned well and he didn't see any flaws. Though he did notice that his focus was off. The fox remained silent the entire time that Yuuto went through his stances until he was finished. When he finished, Dai finally spoke up. "You're form is excellent. Nearly perfect." he finally said while approaching Yuuto. "All you need is a little more practice. However, I do think that you are far enough along for us to consider moving onto the next stage of your training."

He looked Yuuto in the eyes. "That is... if you can prove that you can regain your focus by our next lesson." he said. "You have done so well, it would be disappointing for your progress to slow down again."
 
The tiger finished and stood at attention. He hoped he had done well, though the silence made him think once more perhaps he had done something wrong. He waited though and knew his teacher could sense his mind had not been in it, after all it had felt like his body was on auto pilot but he had not had any mental say in how he moved. "Thank you," he said as he received the praise, though he heard the tone in his Masters voice, of course he knew he could not hide it, not from him. Maybe anyone else but Master Dai knew the movements better then anyone, he made them after all. He was also very excited, though he did not show it, to hear he may be able to go further on, he did not know what that would entail but he knew he was getting better, and that was what was important to him. He let himself take a slow breath and he then held it as he heard the "That is.." part.

He nodded softly "My mind is...conflicted...but I will do my best Master," he replied. He wanted to know how training would be like, but he thought it best not to pry, he would learn when he was ready. Knowing anything to early would only make him the more anxious and thus less focused. Once Dai finished he wondered if that was all "Does this conclude our lesson today Master?"
 
Dai merely nodded when he was thanked. When Yuuto told him that his mind was conflicted, the fox gazed sternly at the feline, both of his hands resting upon the handle of his cane while he stood there. "See that you do." he said. "I have held out hope that you would turn out to be a fine student and I should hate to be proven wrong." he told him. He tilted his head slightly with a thoughtful look in his eyes before hearing him ask if that concluded their lesson for the day and he nodded. "It does. I'm... weary at the moment and my leg needs rest."

He sighed softly. "I shall be changing some of your training, Yuuto, as well as your diet, in order to get the best results." he announced suddenly. "Should you win her favor, you will need to protect her. Kira is a warrior, one of the best this dojo has ever seen. But she still needs to be protected, even from herself at times." With that, the fox nodded again and started out of the room, limping slightly from the ache in his leg. Because the weather had been a little dreary, his leg had been bothering him and since he had to track down Zhao, it was aching even more then normal.
 
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