Circle of Revenge

10. Tengen Uzui

For about a week, Sanemi and Shinrin stayed away from each other. Training alone, but when Shinrin came down to the training yards, holding a wooden sword Sanemi waved her down. It was still early in the morning so they started slow

Sanemi picked up her slow mistake, with a gentle tap. He couldn't be bothered to put full strength into the hit. When it was around midday when they'll finally awake "Wind breathing. Firth form, cold mountain wind'' Sanemi jumped above Shinrin all of a sudden. To counter his attack she throws her own "Wind breathing, first form, dust whirlwind cutter. The small cyclone throw his large circular archer slash's off her body

''Seventh Form, Gale, Sudden Gusts'' Shinrin eyes widen, this larger attack where out of her league, she hardly knew they had great effect. But still, she fought back with the four she knew ''Third Form, Clean Storm Wind Tree'' The area around her were sliced up, but Sanemi knew this attack so well that he simple slid through the swings of her sword

''Sixth Form, Black Wind Mountain Mist'' He kneed below her to nearly uppercut her with his sword. She couldn't do anything but fall onto the floor. As she was down here she lifted her sword up, slashing four vertical lines near him "Second form, claws-purifying wind'' Sanemi blocked it easily, sword her and his own wooden sword on her throat as she laid breathing hard under him

"You only now three--'' ''Four'' "Get up'' Sanemi pulled her off the floor. Get her in an easy stance "First form'' she went into it. He knocked her legs, opening them up more than pushed her right arm up above so it was level with her eyes

''50'' ''50!!--'' ''Shut up'' Shinrin growled did it over and over. Before she reached 50, now her arms burned "Second form'' He did what he did before until they reach the firth form. By now Shinrin arms ached

Slowly she copied his movements. He grew tired of her mistakes as the sun was sitting. He placed his chest on her back, closely like they'll one person. He grabbed her hands on the sword, and lead her through the movements. They stayed so close, that Shinrin shoulders relaxed a long sigh leaving her nose

Sanemi also felt relaxed breathing in her oak tree scent "Sixth form, black mountain mist'' Hour later, it was the seventh form. They stayed like that in the dark of the moon until it was the ninth form. Shinrin didn't want him to let go, but as she did her final 50th swing. Sanemi was off her quickly

''Let's have dinner'' He left without another word ''ok... coming'' Shinrin had to calm her insides but then thought. When has she ever pushed her feelings down for a man 'enough of this. I don't play the long game' Shinrin stomped towards Sanemi "Wait!'' Sanemi raised a thin bow, as she grabbed his uniform

"We're either going to fuck or fight. I know what I want'' she slammed her lips onto his. Sanemi grabbed her top, swinging them around so she pushed against a tree trunk. He broke her lips away "I need more than pushing me onto a tree'' She hissed, thinking he wanted to fight.

Sanemi with one hand left her up by her waist to sit onto his knee. Shinrin gulped, as his rough left hand grabbed her thief. Sanemi pecked her lips first, scared almost "You're not gonna fucking hurt me'' Shinrin chuckled after meeting his lips "You've already creaked my face open'' she pointed to her right bow where a scar split her eyebrow

Sanmei with force kissed her. Shinrin leant against the tree fully now, as her lower half rubbed on his knee. The maid inside saw everything from the light of the mission. They closed up the curtains, knowing this was bound to happen. Some even took bets if they'll get together and where they'll do it. Sanemi left her lips moving down her neck, as his left hand found the split in her dress. Shinrin covered her mouth with her right wrist. Her left hand keep her stable against Sanmei

Sanemi undid the wrap at the back of her neck, letting her crop top fall just before all the way off. This gave full access to her neck and chest to Sanemi. She picked her pace on his knee, feeling sparks fley through her, as his teeth nicked as his white skin. Sucking lightly. Sanemi looked up from her midden chest to her red eyes, as his hand worked her inner thief getting also to something she wished to gods he would touch