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Summer's Lotus	By : DrkVrtx Category: +S through Z > Soul Caliber Views: 3074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bounce…Bounce…
Natsu found herself utterly distracted, her eyes fixed rather improperly upon her young friend. Luckily, she hadn't appeared to have noticed. Yet. Her mentor had drilled a will of iron into her, and now she called upon it, tearing her eyes away and mentally shaking herself.
"Focus", she murmured, her tone a little fierce.
Bounce…Bounce…
"Damn it", Natsu cursed herself quietly as her auburn eyes fell once more. Did Leixia even realise what she was doing?
"Enough talking!" her energetic friend called across to her, bobbing on the balls of her feet with her jian clutched deftly in her small fingers. "We can do that afterwards. Let's fight!"
Bounce…Bounce…
"Apparently not", Natsu determined, shaking her head. But her eyes once again settled upon the place she knew she really shouldn't have been looking. With a cry that almost seemed gleeful to the young ninja, Leixia sprang forward to engage her.
Natsu pondered briefly how she had found herself in this situation as she deftly turned aside the point of Leixia's blade.
"Hey, Natsu?"
"Huh?" the young woman replied, lifting the forearm that blocked the world from her sight. Leixia, an ever bubbling fountain of energy, gazed down intently at her as she stood at her side.
"Let's fight!" the girl offered completely out the blue. Her eyes were alight and her lips curved into a wide, expectant smile. Natsu regarded her in silence for a long moment.
"Right now?" She had found a pretty comfortable spot to lay her somewhat weary body. The shade of countless overhanging branches cast dappled shadows across her form.
"Yep!" Leixia replied enthusiastically, as she spoke masterfully twirling her jian through the air, its gentle whistle a pleasant sound upon the ninja's ears.
"Well, whatever", Natsu sighed, pulling herself up. "You'd just pester me into submission anyhow".
"What are you trying to say?" Leixia said, her blade retreating to her side as she planted her hands at her hips and fixed Natsu with an intense glare. The ninja merely smiled as she patted Leixia on the head before strolling towards the open space of a small clearing. She heard the girl huff behind her: she hated it when Natsu patted her on the head.
The ninja's eyes were distracted – just for a fraction of each second of the fight that passed by. She hoped Leixia would think the heat that had risen to her face and softly flushed her cheeks was to do with exertion. Her eyes flashed downwards as she attempted to slip a lone kodachi through Leixia's defence, the swell of the girl's chest evident against beneath her outfit. Her body danced to the rhythm of battle without the fullness of her conscious thought as she ducked beneath an elegant slice. Natsu glanced up as the momentum of Leixia's strike turned her body to side, the sway of her chest persisting for a moment longer.
They fought with dulled blades, Maxi having insisted procuring such items before he had allowed the two of them to spar together. Leixia had expressed every intention to spar with any one of their little group despite the obvious danger of potentially killing them. Her enthusiasm to better her fighting style often overshadowed common sense, but she was already a force to be reckoned with.
Natsu hissed as the dulled steel of Leixia's blade flashed through the air and its tip slipped across the taut surface of her abdomen, scoring a line into her red, shape-fitting bodysuit. The girl giggled as she retreated, twirling the point of the blade through the air as though to taunt Natsu. The ninja, of course, would not rise to such a thing. Her mentor had taught her to hold a leash tightly upon her hot temper…but she hadn't taught her how to deal with certain other potential distractions. As the girl hopped backwards, Natsu found reason to be distracted from her moment of stinging pain.
Bounce…Bounce…
Leixia tossed Natsu's twin practice kodachi through the air, and the ninja caught them deftly. She lifted her right hand and slipped one of the blades into the angled sheath that sat high upon her back without thinking, its partner settling neatly into the sheath at her lower back. She was ready and poised for combat in an instant, lowering her stance and attuning her balance as the fingers of her right hand brushed against the hilt of the sheathed weapon in anticipation.
Leixia briefly spun her blunted steel through the air, gracing the clearing with its song as it blurred through an intricate pattern of circles and spirals before Leixia brought herself to the ready. The hilt of the blade was lightly gripped in her hand and she began to bounce on the balls of her feet, swiftly establishing a rhythm.
"Let's find out which of us is stronger!" she challenged the ninja, but Natsu was suddenly paying little attention, barely hearing her words. Her eyes had been captured by the movement of the girl's chest.
Bounce…Bounce…
Without warning, Natsu felt heat rise to her face, and she jerked upright in surprise. It didn't make any sense: Natsu had little reason to be distracted by such a thing. Her mentor, Taki, had been rather well endowed and her shapely form accentuated by the skin-tight bodysuit she wore. Natsu had never found her attention to be drawn so intensely to her mentor's assets, and there was also the fact the clinging tautness of her bodysuit kept them in check. Leixia's manner of clothing, however, didn't seem to offer a similar degree of support. Natsu's eyes moved in miniscule fractions, tethered to the rhythm of Leixia's bobbing and fastened to the young girl's chest. She couldn't look away.
"Hah!"
Natsu's eyes popped as she misjudged an upwards vertical slice from Leixia; the girl had instead halted the momentum of her original strike, tilting the blade downwards and thrusting down directly towards the ninja's feet. A fierce hiss escaped Natsu's lips and she hopped painfully on the spot, dropping her right hand to clutch her foot. They may have been practicing with dulled blades, but that didn't mean a clean hit still wouldn't hurt. Natsu cursed herself for not recognising what had become one of Leixia's most favoured techniques as the girl swept her lone grounded foot from underneath her. She fell hard to the ground and Leixia planted her foot to Natsu's abdomen, holding the point of her jian an inch away from the ninja's throat.
"Yield?"
Natsu merely nodded with another hiss as fiery pain assaulted her right foot. Leixia thrust her hands into the air, a gleeful smile curving her lips.
"Success! I've taken the general!"
Her chuckle was a soft, sweet sound as she leaned forward and offered Natsu her hand. The ninja momentarily pictured the expression and tone of her mentor that would be expressed at such a defeat, and her face warmed with embarrassment. She glanced up at her friend as she lifted her hand to grasp Leixia's, but her face warmed for an altogether different reason as her friend's posture allowed the swell of her chest to press flush against the light blue material of her outfit.
Natsu couldn't help but stare. It hadn't occurred to her before how tight a fit Leixia's outfit actually was. With a supporting hand placed on a her thigh as she leaned forward, Leixia's arms served to gently push towards her chest, the fleshy mounds in turn pushing into the fabric of her outfit. Natsu could make out the delicate curvature of each of her breasts, and the widening of her eyes signified her surprise as she noticed the very faint protrusion of Leixia's little buds.
In a rare moment of panicked uncertainty, Natsu glanced upwards at Leixia's sparkling eyes before her eyes darted away to the side.
Pushing herself to her feet, Natsu mumbled something unintelligible to the girl's ear before moving off quickly towards the camp. Leixia raised an eyebrow as she planted her hands at her hips and tilted her head, watching her friend's rather hurried stride. She shrugged then, casually twirling her victorious blade through the air as she made to follow after Natsu.
"I'm just too good!"
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Natsu noiselessly crouched over Maxi and pressed a hand to his shoulder. The man's sleep had been light, for his eyes snapped open and she could feel the slight tensing of his muscles as he sought her in the darkness. Recognition came to him moments later however, and he nodded to her as he sat up. They shared the watch between them, she and Maxi; Xiba was much too likely to be distracted by the mere thought of food, and Leixia was still young and unable to fight the lure of sleep besides that. Despite Natsu being only two years the girl's senior, the hard training she had experienced under the tutelage of Taki had impressed the maturity of a responsible adult woman upon her. She stepped around the cool remains of the camp fire as Maxi rose to his feet, his fingers almost absentmindedly ghosting across the holster that housed his nunchucks.
Leixia lay curled up beneath a thin length of cloth that served as a blanket, her dark brown hair falling across her closed eyes. Natsu stood for a moment and regarded her; she was an adorable creature when she slept, her seemingly boundless energy stored within a small, innocent form that breathed ever so softly as she dreamt. Natsu assumed her present dream was a good one, for the corners of her lips twitched upwards and a quiet sound came from her throat. Smiling as she shook her head, Natsu moved to lie beside her friend, in the corner of her vision watching Maxi take up the reins of the watch.
Natsu lifted and slipped beneath the blanket; it was not wide enough to fully cover the both of them, but she didn't mind, so long as Leixia was comfortable and warm. Her unbound, golden hair draped across her shoulder as she slightly curled her body, her back to Leixia as she drew her eyes shut and surrendered to sleep.
Leixia seemed to murmur softly and shifted her body, wriggling forwards underneath the blanket until she sighed with contentment and her movement ceased. Natsu's eyes had sprung wide open, and her relaxed form suddenly tensed as though she sensed an attack. Surely Leixia hadn't meant to do it purposely, and surely it was only the product of her body's basic survival instincts. But even as these rationalisations streamed through Natsu's consciousness, her breath caught as Leixia shifted a fraction closer. Every part of her was suddenly wide awake and ready to spring, the tension in her body building slowly to the point of aching.
Leixia, unconsciously detecting the new source of warmth, had snuggled close to Natsu's body. Her fingers lightly brushed the young ninja's shoulder as she moulded her shape to match the curve of Natsu's back. The ninja's eyes popped as she felt the soft, yielding flesh of Leixia's chest against her. She had adopted the style of her mentor's manner of dress, though her bodysuit was neither as clinging or designed to clothe her completely as was Taki's. Yet still, it allowed her the maximum degree of comfort and movement…along with being able to feel even the slightest breath of wind. Her awareness then was sensitively attuned to her manner of contact with Leixia's body.
The young girl's gentle, sleep-induced breaths pushed her chest incrementally against Natsu's back, and the ninja felt the warm air against the flesh of her neck as it stirred the tips of her hair. The ninja had assumed that Leixia was dreaming sweetly, but after the girl mewled softly and tilted her head towards the curve of Natsu's neck, the ninja had to wonder just what her current dream entailed. She tensed even further as she felt Leixia's knee brush against the back of her thigh, hearing the quiet ruffle of the blanket before she felt the girl's hips curving against her own.
At that point, she realised that it was probable that she wouldn't be getting much sleep this fine, quiet night. She always strived to keep her young friend comfortable, and Leixia clung to all manner of comforts offered her with delight. For her own sake, Natsu knew she should have gently extricated herself from the girl; she was living on less sleep a day and needed to make good use of the precious hours she was granted.
It was strange that this impromptu arrangement suddenly served to bother her so; this wasn't the first time Leixia had snuggled up to her in the depths of her sleep. Natsu herself had curled around the form of the young girl when she had shivered and whimpered because of the cold bite of the air, wrapping her arms around her and pulling Leixia close, stilling her shivers. Casting her mind back, Natsu felt her cheeks warm as she recalled the moment when Leixia had suddenly looked very different to her sharp, observant eyes.
It had admittedly been a good while since she had sparred with Leixia, they had been on the road for some weeks – a somewhat notorious road at that, but it was unfortunately necessary. A number of groups of would-be robbers had attempted to obstruct them along the way, and their little group had fought their way out of trouble. Watching Leixia fight out the corner of her eye was nothing new to her, and she was familiar with her style by now. But to see Leixia directly before her rather than flashing in and out of her peripheral vision, and be able to focus her attentions fully on her after so long somehow became a markedly different experience.
She hadn't realised that her friend was growing into a young woman; the fifteen year old that she had first met several months ago was most certainly not the same girl who lay close to her now. And clearly, Natsu had learned something about herself in the past few hours. If she could look at her mentor without being crippled by the same feelings that caused the jaws of men to fall loose and the hearts of women to pulse with a little more vigour, what was she seeing in Leixia?
Bounce…Bounce…
The image had been imprinted upon the surface of her eyes and refused to be blinked away. She found that she could not look at Leixia afterwards without the image accompanied with an uncomfortably pleasant heat spreading through her limbs rising to the forefront of her mind. She had kept her eyes down as they sat around the camp fire, answering to Leixia with a somewhat higher pitched voice and an unusually quick laugh. She had been quick to take the first watch, seeing an intense curiosity in her friend's eye and reading the intention to pester her with questions. Natsu knew Leixia would not be able to resist sleep before she passed the watch over to Maxi...
Natsu tightened, her body aching now from the build-up of tension in her limbs as Leixia snuggled closer. The hand brushing her shoulder trailed down languidly to her upper arm – said limb drawn tightly to Natsu's body, and the ninja felt the pads of Leixia's fingers ghost across her bodysuit. Her breasts pushed against Natsu's back and she was intensely aware of their shape and pressure against her even through the fabric that hid them. The young girl sighed softly against Natsu's neck, and the ninja's thoughts were immediately emptied of all but –
Bounce…Bounce…
"Damn it", Natsu hissed into the night.
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