All The Right Moves (closed)

[Eazy]

Throughout his stretching session, the young man had listened to everything both of the girls had to say in relation to their sensei's lover. They were right on many subjects, and there wasn't much, if anything, that Logan could find fault with in their general summary of the situation. Fei Zhong seemed like a generous person, and not simply when it came to throwing around his monetary worth. Certainly didn't seem to fit the almost stereotypical mold of a rich jerk who treated those of a lesser standing as being inferior in one way or another.

Granted, it was only one meeting with the other man, but the male pupil could see how the older male would make Makoto-sensei happy. She was always a relatively joyful woman, yet the look she gave while around this guy was unlike anything he'd noticed during his admittedly short time within the Kobayashi Dojo. When it got down to it, Logan supposed it wasn't really any of their business; even if a part of him continued wondering about his own sensei's feelings even as they redirected their attention toward the sparring.

The student watched the twins with a slight degree of apprehension while awaiting for one of them to step up to the plate. When Aoi turned out to be the first to respond, the expression upon the young man's face reflected the brief, if perhaps lingering twinge of concern he'd felt on the inside. Hatsuko, at least, would perhaps go easy enough in that there wasn't a concern of being beaten too badly during their spar. Aoi, the silver-haired male felt, wouldn't be so generous on pulling back her strikes.

Maybe this was for the best, he rationalized as she elaborated on the rules. If she kicked his butt, then it'd just be more reason for training even harder afterward. Still. This had potential to turn out very, very badly.

As she finished, Logan worked the muscles around his shoulders a little further and gave a nod while taking his place within the square, "Sounds good to me. I'll try to go easy on you, Aoi."

Now why did he say that? Stupid flash of male pride. Regardless, Logan gave a small smile to try and play it off as a joke, while at the same time delivering a few mental kicks to himself for the comment before assuming his fighting stance. Already the training of the past week was evident, with his posture and form showing marked improvement over the very open stance used during his first two days here.

His eyes remained focused on Aoi, catching sight of the hand movement from her sister which signaled the start of the match. Almost immediately, Logan knew he was in for trouble, as the young female martial artist dashed forward with a swift attack that had barely (just barely) been blocked by the newest students forearm. While he may have the strength advantage, she was faster and better trained than himself; as shown when his own attempt at striking her down resulted in himself meeting the unforgiving floor following an expertly placed leg sweep.

"Umph!" The man let out as the wind was nearly knocked out of his lungs upon impact; wincing slightly before quickly rolling out of Aoi's range and rebounding back to his feet shortly after she backward flipped herself back into position. Great, he though, she was even better than him at the simple task of getting to your feet.

Logan's own breathing was starting to grow a little labored already, but the student promptly regained control over it as he took in and gave a nod at Hatsuko's encouraging words of advice; rarely taking his eyes off of Aoi the entire time. At the tomboy sister's own words, the foreign student gave a somewhat amused smirk as he assured her, "Trust me. I wasn't planning on holding back. Not with you."

Watching her carefully, there was a short pause on his part following the provoking gesture, as he studied and waited for any opening. A brief window opened, which resulted in Logan quickly lunging forward. His own speed wasn't close to either of the girls, so his first blow was intended to miss; sweeping a leg toward her own footing which Aoi easily sidestepped, yet allowed him a chance to quickly place a hand upon the floor and push himself at her further while bringing the other foot toward the girls abdomen area. Aoi seemed to catch this with enough time to begin pulling away. However, she didn't do so in time to completely clear herself of the blow, as the heel of his foot caught the girls side.

Quickly, the young man pulled himself a short distance away of the girl. He returned to a fighting stance while gauging her reaction. How badly the glancing blow may have hurt her. If it'd angered her enough to cause any potential sloppy openings. Of if she'd simply brush it aside and maintain her usual composure. Either way, it was his turn to raise an opened hand, a growing smirk peaking out of the corner of his lips. "You did say not to hold back, didn't you?" He reminded, knowing it was now his turn to give a provoking 'come on' gesture in her direction, "Now, then....shall we?"

This time it seemed both of the participants were ready for getting in the next shot, as both students swiftly closed the short gap separating them. Logan waited for Aoi to make the first move, again barely managing to block the strike, only to this time push forward faster with a rebounding strike of his own. She again proved herself quick on her feet and in action, as the tomboy sibling started sidestepping the move before delivering a devastating uppercut with her opened palm to his jaw.

The shot rattled Logan, whom reacted primarily out of instinct from both his training and past street fighting experience, by reaching out with his hands and grabbing at any body part or article of clothing he could snatch at while his legs started going out under him. In this case, it was the former which found itself snagged within his grasp. The following moments were very jumbled for the pupil, but one of the few things remembered was a surprised Aoi looking back as he tumbled back first onto the mat and a sudden sensation of something falling onto him.

The next thing Logan knew he was laid out on the floor. His eyes blinked a few times as the brief disorientation faded, with both hands easing up their grip on the clothing, yet finding something else pressing down against the now opened palms. Realization slowly came into place, as the young Kobayashi male gaze into the eyes of his opponent whom found herself pulled down and straddled directly over his waist; her leg momentarily entwined and pinned under his own at the time.

"...uhhh..." The confused and increasingly nervous tried saying something, anything, to apologize for the awkward pull down maneuver. It became even more awkward upon lowering his gaze enough to realize what his opened palms were pressing and lightly squeezing against what happened to be her clothed breasts.

Logan was about to pull his hands away and sputter out an apology for this, when the sliding door leading into the training area was pulled open. If each of the three students would turn their heads in its direction, they would find Hiroto standing within the door frame; calmly surveying the situation he'd stumbled upon. The older male stared at his own pupil, than the one straddled over his lap, before brushing across the one which remained standing at the time. His gaze then settled on the trio together, before calmly closing the door with perhaps a bit more swiftness then was necessary.

"It's not what you think!!" The 'pinned' down pupil suddenly shouted, not realizing Hiroto had already walked off to clean up the table in peace. Quickly returning his attention to Aoi, Logan pulled his hands away of her chest, trying to lift himself enough for her to slip her leg free, and perhaps bumping his midsection against her a little as he nearly panicked, "Really! I didn't mean for this part to happen! It was just a reflex, I swear!!"

Having his hands up in an apologetic gesture, Logan stared up at Aoi for several seconds letting out a partially tongue-in-cheeked, "....Please don't hurt me?"

 

[Silver_Identity]

At the remark he returned to her after her own comment, Aoi gave a slight smirk before that smirk was gone as she continued to be focus on him once again, anticipating his next move. When he started to move towards her, she held her ground for a moment and with quick thinking, she could only figure where he was aiming for before moving her body to sidestep the sweep kick. But she was not as quick as she then noticed him taking another aim with his foot to her side.

Even as she managed to draw herself away, his foot made contact with her side and as Aoi drew away more to where she did a backflip once again to stand on her own to feet, she pressed her hand onto the side just for a moment. The expression on her face was inscrutable as she dropped the hand away from her side to take another pose once again. It was her move this time, and Aoi knew she definitely could not underestimate her fellow student since he definitely indeed trained hard to improve this much.

As for Hatsuko, she was actually happy to see Logan improved quite much under hard training done by his sensei despite it was just a rather short time he had been here. The older twin watched as both students closed the gap between them to give their own assaults, knowing that Aoi must be quite fired up at the little mistake she had done earlier. She knew how her sister could be quite prideful when it comes to spars.

It seemed Aoi managed to get another hit on Logan, and she felt a bit satisfied with that though the foreigner then retaliate by grabbing her suddenly by the clothing. The next few moments were just a quick blur to her though she knew she was pulled down by a rather awkward maneuver. She managed to get herself together, wondering what the heck had happened before her dark eyes fell its gaze upon Logan's own and she noticed the very close distance between them.

Her sister watched the whole scene jumbled up to the mess she was seeing now, and she could only stare for a moment at the very awkward position both her younger sister and her fellow student were. And even worse, as she noticed where his hands position were, she couldn't help but felt a very awkward feeling which she couldn't really figure out.

For Aoi, what was so misplaced was that she felt a pair of hands grabbing the area of her chest and it was there that realization slowly sunk in, as the expression on her face changed from confused to then out of anger and slight disgust. Aoi was just about to pummel the poor man beneath her until suddenly the sound of the sliding door opening caught both twins and the foreigner's attention for a brief moment. Hatsuko paused in her movement as she wanted to help her sister off and to stop Aoi for doing any harm on Logan.

It seemed Hiroto-sensei brushed the situation aside so easily as he then left the training room to attend whatever he wish, which the twins then got back to what they were doing; Aoi who ignored any excuses Logan was giving at that moment and Hatsuko rushing over to grab her sister by wrapping her arms under her sister's shoulders and helping her up.

"I'm going to fucking kill you right now, you pervert! You better get ready for a nice punch on the face by me!" Aoi began to shout out at Logan, her face slightly flushed either from pure embarassment or anger, it wasn't so certain. Fortunately, Hatsuko was there to hold her sister back as Aoi struggled within her arms, her fists hoping to get a swing at Logan though of course he was out of reach.

"Aoi-chan! Logan didn't meant for it, and you know it. Calm down, it's an accident.." Hatsuko tried to calm her sister down as she continued to hold her back with her strength. Her younger sister then retaliate as she looked at Hatsuko, the same angry expression remained.

"He touched my breasts, Nee-sama! You saw what happened! If it happened to you, you would be angry too, right?!" Aoi outraged and struggled against Hatsuko but of course it was futile, especially when it seemed they both share the same amount of strength.

"Logan.. I think you better run for it now. I'll calm my sister down, you better leave." Hatsuko suggested to Logan, with a slight smile though Aoi kept moving so harshly against her, struggling within her arms. ".. Also I think you better explain to Hiroto-sensei what had happened. And.. maybe stick with him in the meantime. You know. Until Aoi's temper calms down.." By that sentence, Aoi had given Logan a very deadly glare which could already given a clear idea what Hatsuko really meant.

 

[Eazy]

Aoi's reaction was irrational, yet not entirely unexpected or without a level of understanding behind it. Not that either did any favors in assuaging the concerns of the young man that was currently laid out on his back. "I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!!" The silver-haired student started repeating as his hands prepared for the promised and perhaps not entirely undeserved onslaught.

Fortunately, Hatsuko was quick in grabbing at and holding her sister at bay on delivering said beating. It gave Logan enough time to scoot away of the furious tomboy and do a small flip back to his feet. There was a brief bout of hesitation after the more level headed sisters suggestion of leaving the scene, as Logan had wanted to further apologize for what had transpired. One final glance at Aoi's death glare, however, had silenced any such thoughts for the time being.

"Right, right. I think you may be onto something there." The young man finally relented, quickly making his way for the door Hiroto had appeared through earlier; pausing at the door-frame only long enough to let out a quick and desperate, "But it really was an accident!"

A lot of good that did. Logan finally left the room, letting out an exasperated sigh as the sisters could still be heard from the other side of the door, before quickly making his way for Hiroto. The dining and kitchen areas seemed the most logical choices, since the older male had promised the girls to wash up for them, and it was the latter of the two where his short search would conclude.

Washing up the last of the cups in the sink, the older male picked up the sound of Logan's footfalls over the sound of cascading water; not bothering to turn his head while inquiring rather cheekily, "Finished already?"

Picking up the slight infliction (along with lingering guilt/embarrassment from earlier), the pupil was defensive in the way he corrected his sensei while entering the room; keeping an eye on the doorway at all times, "It wasn't what you thought!"

"I presumed. Still felt it was best to let you three be rather than get in the middle." The dark-haired male calmly explained, finishing with the washing and now drying the cups and small tray/plate while finally turning to face his pupil, "So what are you doing over here anyway?"

Still trying to collect himself while worrying about Aoi, the younger male stumbled a bit on filling Hiroto in on what had happened after leaving them, "Oh, well, Aoi was a little...annoyed, at what happened. So Hatsuko and I figured ..."

"You're hiding near me until she calms down?" The man stated, direct and to the point.

"Damn right." Was the student's all too quick response, even as he kept an eye on both the doorway and also gave the occasional glance toward the window by the sink.

With a smirk touching his features, Hiroto went about putting everything away while calmly addressing the situation, "Wise choice. Give the twins a while to themselves. Hatsuko will calm her sister down with enough time. Though you may want to watch your back for the next couple of days. Think of it as training exercise for your other senses."

"Not exactly the brightest of silver linings, sensei." Logan groaned, slouching somewhat against the wall behind him and rubbing at his neck; when his weary eyes flickered with curiosity as it slowly dawned on him that they seemed to be alone with the twins, "By the way? Where's Makoto-sensei?"

Where the older male had up to this point been capable of both conversing and finishing this small chore without fail, Hiroto showed a short pause in his actions, seemingly reflecting for a moment on the simple question, before resuming to dry the cups and answering simply, "She's left for the night with Mr. Fei Zhong. She asked me to inform you three after you were finished with the sparring."

"Oh." Came the short, simple response by Logan as he watched the martial arts master for a few seconds. Hiroto wasn't looking in Logan's direction, having instead kept busy with taking a little longer than needed for putting the cups into their proper spot in the cupboard, but he could feel his students watchful gaze.

Seemingly aware of this, and despite his and others better judgment, Logan excused himself from the potentially awkward scene, "I'm going to take that bath I'd been putting off. If I don't come back within the next half hour, send for the police."

With that being said, Logan poked a head out of the room; giving a careful look around for any sign of Aoi or even Hatsuko before heading upstairs for a quick shower. Quick, because the young martial artist didn't wish to be caught with his pants down. Quite literally in this case, as he departed from his sensei's company.

Left alone, the older man finally completed the simple task. Placing a hand upon the kitchen counter, Hiroto leaned against it slightly while letting out a frustrated sigh over the subtle mixture of emotions that were getting harder to ignore. "Idiot." He chided himself, speaking under his breath while trying to suppress the offending thoughts and feelings. Eventually, he left the kitchen to see about finding some reading material, while also keeping an eye or ear open to make sure Aoi didn't hurt Logan....much.

 

[Silver_Identity]

Within time, Hatsuko finally managed to make her younger sibling at least calmed down to a certain degree though it was clear Aoi was still flustered about what had transpired earlier. Not that Hatsuko could blame her sister; though she knew she would not react like how Aoi did. The fight of struggle between the twins finally stopped as Aoi reluctantly relax within Hatsuko's grasps and Hatsuko released her, feeling quite exhausted after putting up a nice fight testing strength with her sister.

Both of them just slumped to the ground, taking a few deep breathes before both sisters glanced at each other for a moment. Then Aoi gave a small apology which Hatsuko accepted though Hatsuko knew Logan better watch out for the next few days, especially knowing Aoi would still have some lingering anger within her. Her sister did had a bad habit of being revengeful, she knew too well.

When dinner started to approach, the sisters had went to the kitchen to prepare dinner especially being very aware that their guardian wasn't around within the dojo. They pretty much assumed that she had left with her lover for the night, but despite they should feel happy for Makoto-sensei, they were not otherwise. But they brushed that aside and dinner was prepared for now four people instead of five.

During dinner, it was definitely awkward as in a very awkward silence fell upon the four as they ate their meal even when Aoi was giving rather uncomfortable glares at Logan across the table. Hatsuko could just only sigh, wishing her sister would not be so childish this way but she was already tired as it was to deal with this situation. Seems Hiroto was just fine, enjoying his meal as always despite Makoto was out for the night with her partner. They wondered when he would finally cave in.

Soon they were done with dinner, the four of them parted ways to do whatever they like before they have to go to sleep. The two sisters had left to their room, deciding to be parted from Logan and Hiroto as Hatsuko felt this was for the best for Logan's and Aoi's case. And then before long, night had then came and it was very peaceful in the dojo as the residents in the dojo to then sleep.

----

The very next morning, the residents had arose up rather early especially the twins and Hiroto for certain, as they knew during the weekdays, students would be coming in to be thought by Hiroto and Makoto. It was one of the methods to get their income and to get the dojo running, and oddly quite a bunch of them signed up for the classes. As the twins approached to the kitchen, they were delightfully surprised to see their sensei already at the kitchen preparing breakfast for them all. Of course they never thought Makoto would come back home so soon like so but nevertheless they were glad indeed.

But oddly, during the whole time she had returned, Makoto was being very awkwardly silent which the twins clearly noticed and was very concerned about. Despite their deep concern, they did not want to intrude into Makoto's own matters but nevertheless they hoped Hiroto-sensei would take the initiative for them all. They soon had their meal though Makoto-sensei could sense there was some aggression from Aoi towards Logan and she knew she have to ask Hiroto out of curiosity.

As soon as they were done with their meal, Makoto mentioned of a need to change her attire as she knew Hiroto would prefer her to at least dress more decently in front of the class students. The older female left, letting the twins clean up the table before noticing the time. It would be soon before they have to open the door of the dojo and allow the students in. The twins then left but of course bringing Logan along as assistance would be appreciated as they set up the training grounds.

By the time had finally come, they were already done and punctually, they assumed Hiroto-sensei had went to the heavy doors of the dojo and to open the door open for the pile of students to file into the grounds of the dojo. And of course, as the doors were then open, the twins guided the students to their respective classes as the students have to be separated into two groups as one would be taught by Hiroto and the other by Makoto.

Not surprisingly, more of the males had wanted to be taught by Makoto-sensei while more of the females go to Hiroto's side instead. It could not be helped, but at least their popularity had brought in more students and that equaled to more income at least. When the students had then entered the large training ground, the female sensei was already present though she had completely changed into a whole different attire from her usual kimono. Not that the male student in her class seem to mind as they still admire her beauty.

As for the twins, the more younger students were assigned to them which both twins did not seem to mind especially as the children seem to favor them both. Though when Makoto had come to check on the twins and the younger students, the children seem to like her a lot as well as they came up to her excitedly. Before long, Makoto and Hiroto then started the class though they had the students do some warm-up by doing some stretches; which delighted the male students as they would ask for Makoto's assistance as she couldn't refuse to do so.

 

[Eazy]

The absence of Makoto during the previous evenings dinner had perhaps been felt by everyone within the Kobayashi Dojo. More so where it related to Hiroto, as Logan had his own thoughts largely preoccupied by the awkwardness shared by Aoi and himself. He kept wanting to apologize further for what happened, but it seemed now would be best served for letting her stew in silence and perhaps hope for a better chance of clearing things up during the coming day or so. For his own part, Hiroto was simply hoping to finish what remained of the night without having to break the two of them up or treat any blade wounds.

When the following day arrived, Hiroto had figured dealing with the weekly classes would help serve as a suitable distraction from those troubling thoughts and feelings of the day before. Unfortunately, this wasn't exactly the case, as Makoto's awkward moments of silence following her return and throughout breakfast with the quartet of house-mates made it rather difficult for the man to simply brush aside how things were changing for even a second. Still, he respected her privacy for now, hoping she would reveal whatever had happened during her night out with Mr. Fei Zhong to cause such a reaction when the time was right.

Their more immediate concern was dealing with the classes taught during the weekdays which were a key factor in keeping the bills paid around here. Their training wasn't on the rigorous scale that the twins and Logan's tended to be, but those who came to the school in search of training got more than their money's worth. Of course, as Hiroto opened the large gate which allowed their weekday students admission, they were reminded of how certain attendees had motives other than martial arts behind their admission.

For very obvious reasons, Makoto's impressive physique made her a popular choice for many of the male students in their teens and early twenties. It was something which used to annoy Hiroto when they originally started, but so long as they paid attention and weren't a distraction for the other students about it, he didn't seem to care anymore. Besides, while thy tended to have a smaller number of female to male students, the ones that they did had shown a similar interest in the older male during his own teachings. So he couldn't really complain.

Since his arrival at the school, Logan had taken to assisting his sensei during classes when needing someone for demonstrating different techniques. Unfortunately for the silver-haired pupil, this usually resulted in having him come after the more experienced fighter only to be taken down and then listen to Hiroto-sensei explain what he'd done wrong for both his benefit and the gathered students. So it did at least help out in further his own training as well, albeit in a more public setting than Logan may have preferred.

Similar to Makoto, a few of the female students had asked for HIroto assistance in working out the kinks during their stretches. And while the older male didn't dress quite so revealing as his fellow teacher (aside from instances where he'd have to remove his shirt due to the heat), the members of the fairer sex did seem to enjoy having a man with strong arms placing and wrapping his limbs around them.

Watching and noting this while waiting for whenever they he may be needed, Logan, leaned against the wall of the dojo itself, arms crossed over his chest, while letting out an amused scoff to himself, "....I so need to start up my own school when all of this is over."

"You may be able to find work as an instructor at a dojo in the mall." Came the unexpected response, from a voice which held a vague familiarity for the young man.

Quickly turning in the direction of the voice, Logan felt a cold shiver race throughout his body, which was promptly replaced with a feeling of anger as he saw Ken leaning against the same wall several feet away. The young Kobayashi heir quickly stood up straight, arms uncrossed, fingers starting to curl into fists as he shot a glare in the bastards direction. The fact the other martial arts pupil could get so close without him noticing hinted at how far Logan still had to go before hoping to touch his level, which further frustrated the man as he asked in a low, yet demanding voice, "What the hell do you think you're doing here?"

Seemingly amused at his reaction, Ken gave a simple shrug while explaining with slight hint of smugness in his voice, "The school is open during these hours for curious parents or potential students to sit in on classes to see the lessons up close, is it not? My own training isn't complete, so I like to keep my options open for furthering my learning."

"Bullshit." The silver-haired male was quick to respond, his voice raising itself slightly before catching himself; giving a quick glance toward the sensei's as they were finishing with the stretches before returning his gaze to Ken while warning, "If you try anything with Hatsuko or Aoi..."

"Don't worry. I won't start anything here." The smug pupil assured him, gesturing toward the pair of martial arts masters only a short distance away of them while elaborating, "Even I'm not so cocky as to believe I could handle their guardian and your sensei at the same time."

Whether intended or not, Ken's choice of words had hinted that he'd felt himself capable of taking on one or the other of the school's sensei's. Regardless of whether this unlikely boast was true or not, it did speak volumes of his sense of self worth in terms of skills, and further annoyed Logan as the man started to walk away, "Have fun with class, tackle dummy. I'll be watching closely."

With that, Ken stepped away of Logan, supposedly to get a better view of the class as a couple of other interested parties were hanging around for less nefarious reasons; thus making his presence less conspicuous for the students themselves.

The tackle dummy comment was of considerable annoyance for Logan, as it showed that his 'rival' was familiar with the foreigners work in class. Likely overheard second or third hand during the past week or so from somebody who didn't realize the type of ammo they were giving Ken, but that wasn't important at this point.

While Logan tried ignoring the other male's presence and focus on the classes, Hiroto had himself taken notice of the offending visitor. He'd actually sensed his entrance before Logan had a chance of seeing the jerk, but couldn't do or say much without drawing too much attention to it while dealing with the students. The older male imagined this was likely the same with Makoto, as they started wrapping up with the stretches and prepared for the next part of the days lesson plan.

Approaching his longtime companion, there was a slight awkwardness on Hiroto's part, as the unwanted emotions of yesterday continued to linger along with the question of what may have happened to cause Makoto's moments of silence. Despite that, they had more important matters on their hand, as he leaned in close to the female sensei while suggesting to her at a lowered tone, "I'm going to run over some of what we covered last week with the students before moving onto our next lesson. Can you keep an eye on Ken and maybe check with Logan for me? I doubt he'll do anything foolish, but it's perhaps better to be safe."

 

[Silver_Identity]

As she tended to some of the male students as she helped them with some stretches by wrapping her arms around them, and knowing her large breasts would be pressing on their back like so. She did not do it on purpose, of course; it was just a normal and innocent maneuver but it seemed the young lads attending her classes seem to enjoy it and here the woman didn't seem to mind one bit. She was, after all, aware of her sex appeal when it came to the younger males around here.

When she was done doing so and it seem the warm up was over, Hiroto approached to her and she already knew the reason. Though for some certain reason, she could sense something was slightly bothering her old friend. Then again, she had noticed this since her lover had arrived to the dojo to introduce himself formally. Here she was though, being bothered by her own awkward situation as she thought back about last night.

Pushing that aside, she listened to what Hiroto had to mention to her and she nodded her head in silent agreement. She was clearly aware of the arrival of Ken to the dojo but of course with her civil mind, she and Hiroto could not do anything. Even the twins were aware but not as quick as the two senseis but they knew much earlier than Logan was aware, and both girls had kept their eyes peeled on the son of the Shiga household. One of the girls did neared the duo of young men and overheard what Ken had said to Logan before he had left the scene to enter into the crowd.

Only then did the young lady then exchanged the little info to her sensei when they approached the older woman and it seemed Makoto then decided to pull a little lesson. But first, she decided to talk with Logan firsthand before she decide to do so and so the female sensei then approached to the silver-haired man and stood beside him before she spoke, "I had heard from my two girls on what Ken had said to you. Don't take what he said to the heart, young man. He's trying to provoke you and also he's being rather cocky.."

She paused for a moment, looking as if she was thinking deeply before a slow knowing smirk touched her lips as she then glanced at Logan and then she spoke again, "I might just do a small favor for you and also for your sensei.. Just watch carefully after the whole lesson is completed, alright?" With a small nod, the female sensei then walked away to only approach to Hiroto. Taking a quick glance at his features to see any different reaction when her presence was near him, she then decided to whisper to him as she neared her body to his.

"Darling.." She said carefully, knowing that she calling the nickname would be an annoyed look from his face though she did it purposely to see how he would react. She then continued, "After the lesson is done, I'm gonna show a short demonstration to the students and the newcomers. As for the partner.. I had decided to give someone a lesson for being rather too proud of himself and not know his place within the grounds of our dojo." As a small hint, she turned her head to glance at Ken amidst with the large crowd.

"Take it as a small little lesson for Logan as well to see what the level of his 'rival' and also to see whether you need to take his training up a notch? So you owe me, my dear." She then parted with Hiroto though of course she stayed for a bit to listen to what Hiroto's answer would be but she knew this could be crucial for Logan at least.

Soon both senseis then proceeded to the new lesson, teaching their students whatever they felt was necessary and before long, they were done with enough time to spare. This was then Makoto decided to take the initiative. Standing at the middle of the empty space provided with the crowd surrounding the outer square of it, she made the small announcement. "On behalf of the Kobayashi dojo, I, Makoto Oita, would like to thank you for being such loyal students to both me and Hiroto Tanaka. So as a thanks to you all, I was suggesting to Hiroto-sensei earlier that we have a little show. Just a small spar just to show what you all had been learning so far and what you can learn more from the future lessons, hopefully. Now, so for my sparring partner, it took me a short while to choose but I decided that this would be a nice lesson for him as well. Ken Shiga, can you come forward please?"

Her dark eyes watched as Ken react to this strange outcome before watching him having to come to the empty square and up to her. The expression on his face made her a bit satisfied and turning her head to look at Hiroto for a moment, she gave him a small nod to see if he was watching and when she knew he was, she then spoke once more but more hushly towards Ken, "You have to remember this dojo have ears, young man. Whatever you said could lead you to misfortune. I respected your late father, so please do not tarnish his good name because of your misbehavior, young lad." After that exchange of words, and seeing whether he would reply back to her, she then step back with a small smile on her face.

"Your move first. Don't hold back because I'm a woman, and let us provide the students and people here a nice show, shall we?"

 

[Eazy]

As Hiroto ran over the lessons of the previous week with the weekday students in attendance, Logan had become increasingly withdrawn into the funk caused by Ken's earlier words. Though the young man did try blocking them out, the fact is that he'd tried not thinking of what happened on that day in the city; instead focusing further on his training and helping out around the dojo when it came to the others. Now, however, the young martial arts apprentice was reminded of exactly how outclass and near useless he had felt on that day.

Feeling the anger starting to build up within him as he stood there in silence, it was the light footfalls of Makoto that stirred him out of it enough to at least return his attention to the world around him. Glancing over at the lady sensei as she came to stand beside him, Logan quickly questioned just how much of the exchange with Ken she may have been aware of. It wasn't long until he found out both how much she knew and the source of her information, as Logan gave a brief glance toward the direction of the twins.

Returning his full attention toward Makoto, Logan heard what she had to say, having already known much of it, but also feeling at least some comfort in hearing another person confirm his suspicions. One that the young male trusted to not sugarcoat such a matter, as he gave a slow nod, "I know. And you're right, Makoto-sensei. But it's still so frustrating having to stand here and let him run his big mouth about everyone."

Logan let out a heavy sigh at this, leaning against the wall and glancing up at the sky for a moment; trying to find some sense of tranquility within these fleeting moments until Hiroto was finished. In a way, this came from another source, as Makoto spoke up once more and ended up drawing a confused expression out of the silver-haired pupil who quickly glanced her way. "Hmm?" The young man murmured, having a faint idea of what her general goal may be, with the parting nod on Makoto's part being a source of confirmation.

The young Kobayashi watched as the female sensei moved toward Hiroto, studying the following minutes with great interest as he whispered to himself, "This has all of the makings for being a very good or very...very bad idea."

Having nearly finished with the refreshment rundown of the previous weeks lessons, Hiroto had the collective attention of the entire class, when Makoto approached and broke the sensei's 'aura of cool' with the uttering of that accursed nickname. He didn't say anything in front of the class, of course, but there was a slight flinch within the older male's commanding stance, along with an eye twitch as he calmly turned to face his longtime companion.

"Yes, Makoto? How may I be of assistance?" He inquired with a hint of annoyance dripping through the pleasant words, though the teacher was indeed curious on how her talk with Logan may have developed.

Hearing out what she ended up having to suggest for a last minute change to the days lesson plan, Hiroto followed her redirecting glance and understood what she was getting at. The mature male looked interested in the prospect, after having met with the cocky martial artist a few times in the past. Still, there was some concern on his part, which was mostly compensated with the idea of giving both teacher and student a chance of seeing the 'rival' in action and gain a better grasp of what they were aiming toward surpassing at one point.

"Sounds like a nicely thrown together solution for the unexpected development, old friend." The dark-haired male admitted, throwing the 'old friend' line with a bit of emphasis as retribution for the 'darling' spot in front of the students. At the same time, he followed this up by giving her a concerned glance and warning, "Just be careful, okay? The kid may be too cocky for his own good, but in terms of raw skill, he is ahead of many others his age."

From there, the remainder of the refresher course was wrapped up, with Hiroto turning the class over to Makoto for the following portion. For the time being, the older male had stepped away of the empty space provided for sparring matches and training within the surrounding garden. As she gave the introduction, Hiroto stood near Logan, having given his student the basic rundown of what they were planning. The martial arts master also stayed nearby for possibly pointing out potential openings or flaws in Ken's technique as they were on display and fresh in their mind. And yet, his eye remained watchful of Makoto, too. She could handle herself with Ken, of that much they were certain. Still, there always remained a potential for dangerous errors.

For his part, Ken hadn't been paying full attention toward Makoto, as a lot of his focus remained directed upon the respective son and star pupil of his fathers greatest rival. That is, until the female was nearing the conclusion of her short introduction and he noticed her own gaze lingering in his direction. When she finally requested for his assistance, any initial surprise was able to be suppressed to the point of limiting his reaction until it was little else then a barely hidden look of anger.

In his mind, the young Shiga heir firmly believed himself capable of standing against any of those attending this public class; including the respective teachers. That was how inflated the self centered ego toward his own training, of his fathers training had grown over the years. Still, he had an idea of why she was asking for his 'assistance', and it caused him to shoot Logan a vicious glare before putting on his game face while approaching the woman to a small round of claps from the students and the other lurkers sitting in on the class.

"So, I see the cub decided on crying to mama bear for some help?" The visiting martial artist almost hissed out with a smug smirk, having waited until he was close enough for Makoto to hear him without allowing any others to catch wind of his words.

His steely gaze stared a hole through the woman, the annoyance evident within his features as she spoke of the school having ears. None of that seemed to matter for Ken, until she made mention of his father, which brought a nasty looking scowl onto his features as he almost snarled in a barely audible voice, "You know nothing of my father, woman. None of you do."

Watching as she got into her stance, Ken let out a scoffing sound while almost casually getting into his own, "Have it your way, old woman."

With a touch of venom behind his voice in that last part, the young Shiga heir wasted little time before lunging toward the woman. But it wasn't a sloppy attack, like one might expect from such a hasty move. The young martial arts apprentice saw an opening, promptly striking with an open palm attack directed toward her left shoulder which was narrowly sidestepped by the more experienced fighter. His speed was something else. Not quite at Makoto or Hiroto's level, but easily equaling, if perhaps even surpassing that which the twins were capable of.

Quickly putting a few feet of distance between them, Ken gazed at the woman with a surprisingly calm, smug expression. He didn't gesture with his hand for her to come like Aoi had done to Logan the night before, yet the stance and look was enough to tell the female-sensei that he was waiting. Not only that, but the hungry glint in his eyes told the teacher that if given the chance, the skilled youngster would make certain to cause her considerable harm for putting him on the spot.

 

[Silver_Identity]

Getting herself to a calm and steady stance, the lady sensei waited in silence as she watched as Ken got into his own stance before he rushed in for an attack, wasting no time in doing so. He was indeed very quick and his speed caught her by surprise but the older woman managed to dodge the fast attack, sidestepping easily and yet he was indeed close. Despite he might had not completed his training with his late father, but indeed his old man did a very good job in training and teaching his son before his death at least.

For the twins, they somehow knew Makoto would take a drastic action especially when their sensei had mentioned she would do something about what had happened earlier. Nevertheless, they had great confidence on their sensei that she would put Ken onto his place. Both Aoi and Hatsuko stood somewhere close to where Hiroto and his pupil were standing as they watched the whole session unfolded, though of course both pupils were deeply concerned for their dearest teacher.

Despite the dangerous look Ken was giving towards her, the older woman remain calm and composed as she took her own stance, knowing it was her turn now to strike. She would not disappoint him nor the crowd at least, that's for certain. Quickly looking at Ken's stance, she quickly spotted an opening which she knew she could take aim and she closed the short distance between them with fast speed.

Taking aim with an open palm as she went to strike at his left chest, she knew Ken would react and block the attack with his lower arm, and as expected, the younger man did as she had predicted. The young lad then saw an opening which he then took a lunge at her right shoulder, aiming at that spot but the older woman was fast enough to block that attack with her own arm before landing a firm blow with her free hand to a small opening where his right shoulder lay.

Just when Ken was slightly knocked back by the blow, the female took a flip back and landed onto her feet as she put some distance between them again, her dark eyes watching at the change of expression on his face before an easy smile formed upon her lips, to just annoy Ken for the fun of it. Her young admirers among the midst of the crowd were cheering for her, now enjoying that they could see the woman in action like so.

Watching as Ken regain his composure, it looked like her initial assault earlier had infuriated him even further as he gave her another hard glare at her direction before going onto another different stance. Despite the older female was actually holding back some strength from her blows towards him, so the younger man would not be injured too severely and yet the young Shiga looked as if he was prepared to not hold back anything against her at all.

Such fury inside of him, and she wondered to herself for a moment on why he had such anger within him. But that thought was quickly dismissed, now that he made a move as he then lunged towards her direction. He went for a quick punch at her upper abdomen but with quick reflex, Makoto managed to dodge it easily. Though it seemed at times, she could dismissed the possibility that he could follow up to that as he then unexpectedly turned his body; using the momentum he had to do a fast whirl kick towards her right side.

Unfortunately the foot managed to contact with her body but then, Makoto was quick enough to pull herself away to lessen the impact of the kick. Taking another pose again, the older sensei watched as a smug expression washed over the young Shiga's face at that hit. She knew that would leave some little bruise but that didn't matter, but now she had to step up a bit, it seemed, especially since she was determined to wipe that smug look off from Ken's face.

When Ken managed to get that hit on Makoto, both twins reacted as their bodies flinched a bit; Aoi gripping her hand into a small fist while both Hatsuko and her looked concerned once again. They both gave a short glance towards the direction of Hiroto and Logan, out of curiosity at how Hiroto would react before pulling their gaze away and watching the whole session unfold.

Despite the kick towards her side, the expression on Makoto's face remained unchanged as if the whole hit did not affect her whatsoever. Taking a more relaxed pose, Makoto waited for a few moments before she would take any further action. But it seemed Ken was rather impatient as he then just lunged towards her direction once again before dropping down, lowering his body in order to send a sweeping kick towards Makoto's legs.

The older lady was quick enough to push herself off from the floor, dodging the sweep easily and flipping back but not without sending one feet up to Ken's chin which sent the young man back first towards the ground. It wasn't a hard kick but it would certainly have the young Shiga slightly light-headed. Before the younger man could quickly get back to his feet, the older female decided to end this and she was definitely faster in speed as she suddenly have the man within an arm-lock around his neck.

As much as Ken struggled, the younger man could not get himself released from within the woman's grasp and that was it, as he had to surrender himself and allow this little spar to Makoto. Soon as Ken stopped struggling, Makoto released him and sighed out of relief, though she could feel the hard and vicious glare by Ken as they both walked out of the training square.

Of course, the lady sensei had went to where Hiroto and Logan stood and noticeably, the woman had a hand upon her side for one moment too long, but she quickly took her hand away. But she knew Hiroto would notice and let it passed as her two students then came to her, being concerned as always even though Makoto reassured them that she was fine.

 

[Eazy]

Ken realized going into this fight that it would prove harder than any other challenge he'd faced in the past several years. However, while he was indeed proving capable of hold his own to a certain degree, it was evident by the signs of barely hidden frustration which crept onto his features that the young martial artist hadn't expected the female sensei to prove such an obstacle. And while Makoto (and Hiroto, for that matter) may not have been quite up to the incredible level of standards set by the elder Shiga, she was unfortunately proving herself more capable of subduing his offense then he'd predicated.

When the kick to her side connected, a sly smile crept onto Ken's features. That alone was a small victory, yet it evidently wasn't enough, as the young man pressed onward with the assault. When the blow landed, Logan almost instinctively stepped forward, until Hiroto calmly, yet quickly placed a hand on his pupil's shoulder to calm him. While it was a nasty blow, the male sensei knew it was would take more than such a simple strike to bring Makoto to her knees. Still, the already concerned head of the dojo was even more anxious, as he watched the remainder of the bout with the intention of stopping it should needed.

Fortunately, such actions wouldn't turn out to be necessary, as Makoto gained the advantage and led the young Shiga to a seemingly unwinnable turn in their 'sparring' session. Ken found himself struggling with powering out or slipping away of the experienced fighters moved, as the arm-lock fastened around his neck kept the young man immobile. "Damn you..." He hissed out, barely a whisper, with his gaze drifting toward the direction of Hiroto and especially Logan. It shamed the proud martial artist to do so in front of so many others, but Ken at least knew well enough to admit defeat rather than make a spectacle by futilely struggling before such an audience. He submitted to the move, yielding her as the victor, until Makoto released the hold and allowed him to slip free.

Getting to his feet, the young male fought the urge for attempting to take a swing at the woman, instead settling on little else than a rather cold glare before leaving the square. He remained quiet when rejoining the small group of spectators, paying little mind toward those few who tried imparting passing compliments for the display of skill put up against the female sensei. Instead, he lingered about, clearly deep in thought, while keeping a scornful eye toward the actual residents of the dojo.

Meanwhile, Hiroto had indeed taken notice of how she'd let her hand linger a little too long over the area where she was struck. For his part, Logan hadn't caught wind of the barely noticeable, yet telling sign, but had shared a similar concern as the twins for her well being. "Are you sure you're okay, Makoto-sensei?" The younger male inquired with obvious concern on his features; having known first hand the type of impact was behind a Ken's attacks after their earlier encounter.

Allowing his longtime companion a chance to assuage the silver-haired male's concerns, followed by interjecting himself into the short lived conversation. "Logan? Can you take care of the class for a few minutes?" The older male requested, noting the confusion on his pupil's face before explaining, "I need to speak with Makoto on a quick personal matter. You already know what I had planned on covering for today's lesson, and you've already mastered the basics of it. Just take start them off on the techniques and I'll return in a few minutes to make sure everything is going well."

The darker haired man hadn't drawn attention toward any potential injury as he didn't wish to alarm any of their respective pupils. Still, it wasn't hard for them to figure out it was related to the issue with Ken, as Logan slowly nodded in understanding. "Er, right. Yeah. Guess I can do that." He complied, a little nervous at the prospect, but still turning and heading toward the group of weekday students; glancing over at the twins and letting out a nervous throat clearing noise as he half-joking muttered to himself, "Hopefully I won't have any slip-ups like last night."

Letting the older male deal with whatever needed to be discussed with Makoto, the young man stood before the class; preparing to give a brief explanation of how he was going to be starting them off until the teachers returned. As Logan stood up there, however, he quickly noticed that Ken had apparently slipped away of the small group of onlookers. Going on with the lesson in his sensei's absence, this knowledge lingered within the back of the man's mind, even as he slowly grew more accustomed to this position of 'teaching' the gathered students.

As this was taking place, Hiroto had insistently led Makoto back into the dojo for their 'talk'. He kept a watchful eye on the side she'd been struck, keeping mindful of any winces or even ginger footsteps that may result of it before looking her way and stating plainly, "Let's deal with your injury before going back outside to finish with the class. Even if it's nothing serious, you know it's always better to treat a wound early."

He'd waited until they were certainly out of earshot from both each of their students, knowing how it may cause concern, or even anger on some parts to know she was inflicted with any wound that required even minor treatment. She may not think it worthy of immediate care, but better to do so now then risk inflaming in further by working through it during the remainder of the class.

They made their way into the living room, Hiroto asking her to take a seat as he stepped out of the room for a few minutes. It wasn't long until he returned with some of the same salves used in treating Logan's bruises the other weekend. Kind of ironic both cases were a result of the same cocky young upstart. He requested for her to show him exactly where the pain was located, before taking a dab of the healing substance onto his fingertips and carefully, almost gingerly, applying the salve and working it around the injured area.

Watching for any signs of unintentionally hurting her, the dark-haired martial artist continued rubbing along her heated flesh, massaging the ointment onto her body as he lightly chided, "It's fortunate that Ken didn't land any blows to take out your legs. I've no doubt that you would beat him regardless, however, things could have gotten rather ugly out there."

Reaching into the jar to take out another dab of the homemade ointment, Hiroto resumed his firm yet gentle applying of the healing substance, both eyes lowered slightly and focused upon the task at hand while almost hesitantly asking, "Makoto? This...this may seem an odd time for asking, and perhaps it's none of my business, but are things well between you and Mr. Fei Zhong?"

The man continued massaging along the woman's side, rubbing in the last of the salves which gave a light sheen over her flesh, as his gaze slowly lifted in order to meet her own eyes while adding, "You seemed...a little different, after getting back from your night out together. All of us were a little concerned on whether or not anything may have gone wrong?"

 

[Silver_Identity]

Ignoring the rather annoying throb of pain at her side, she glanced up at the young man who seemed so concerned for her well-being and gave a very reassuring nod, and her usual smirk touched her lips, "Of course I am, young man. I definitely had received worse hits than that. Your teacher already know that it would take much more than that to get me on my knees." Though she knew her two female students would not be so comforted so quickly, especially when they both cared for the older female deeply but their outbursts towards her did indeed caused a small chuckle for her despite she was trying to hold back a laugh. She did not want to actually hurt her side even more from laughing now.

"Makoto-sensei.. If he indeed hurt you very badly, we'll get him back for sure!" Aoi said so surprisingly, concern was noticeably etched onto her face as her older sibling looked all over Makoto, wanting to see if there were any more injuried Ken might had occured onto her.

"Are you certain you are alright, Makoto-sensei? You should check on your side when Ken had managed to hit earlier.." The softer sibling spoke and she had to calm her younger and more rebellious sister of hers to not aggravate Ken and actually pick a fight with him. It took only a short while for Makoto to finally convince the female twins that she was alright but she knew nothing could escape Hiroto as he then begin to ask Logan's help in taking over the class for a short while as he gave the excuse of just wanting to talk to her privately.

She knew that was not the case and him persuading her despite she mentioned it was just nothing, she then reluctantly followed him after he mentioned his own reasons and knowing he was certainly right about it. As for the twins, both girls nodded her head slightly as Hatsuko went in to assist in teaching alongside Logan at least though Aoi seemed to try to keep her distance away from Logan understandably as it is.

The two adults had disappeared from sight as they made their way to the living quarters of the dojo; even as she was walking, she was definitely not injured too badly though the throbbing pain was irritating her; no winces escaped from her, her footings were just similar, just perhaps a bit lighter but that was about it. The female teacher took a seat inside the living room like Hiroto had requested and she just waited silently as he left to only return with the salve they would usually use when it came to injuries, either small or large.

She knew she could had done so herself but yet her old companion would not have it that way and she just allowed him to do as he please; assisting in to apply the salve after she had pointed out where the pain was located. Her body did slightly yet noticeably tensed when his fingers begun to apply the ointment to where her little injury was but that was about it, as she then just relaxed herself and stilling her body to make it an easier work for Hiroto.

But when he mentioned her name, she turned her head to give a questioning look towards him and listen to his question; her eyes then widened slightly before returning to their normal size. It wasn't a surprise to know Hiroto was so aware of the change Makoto had when she returned back from that wonderful dinner with her lover. And it seemed that the younger students had caught whiff about it as well.

Giving him a small smile, she gently nodded her head as she then answered, "Hiroto.. You know that I would not mind you asking me this kind of questions. We had known each other for so long, I'm not surprised you noticed how I'm acting differently when I returned home last night." She paused for a moment, watching as he was then done with the little work of applying the salve onto her skin and she thanked him, lowering her arm finally and she heaved out a small sigh.

"Actually everything went well. It was just after the dinner.. Mr. Fei Zhong.." She paused for a moment, she looked at his face as she actually wondered about his reaction to this revelation, "... He.. proposed to me last night." Watching his face still, she was still uncertain on how Hiroto would feel about this and yet she knew he would just want her happy, and yet he must had been confused on why she was acting like so from last night.

".. We did indeed mention about marriage a few times with each other, and think it was possible.. But I never thought of it thoroughly until now. He mentioned that.. he would like to move with me to China.. As in, moving out and living with him in.. his home country. That would either mean I might have to take the two girls with me as well, but.." She paused yet again and pulled her gaze away from his face to gaze down at the table, as an awkward silence fell upon them inside the living room.

".. You know how much I adore those two girls, and being their guardian, I would prefer their happiness over mine.. And.. I know that this change would not make them either happy nor thrilled. Also.. I.. wasn't so certain whether you would like the idea of me leaving this dojo.. Despite there were times we playfully joked that I should move away, and give you full independence, whichever.." Another short pause from her as she then lifted her gaze up to see his face, seeing his face giving such an inscrutable expression.

".. I actually would like to hear what you have to say, Hiroto.. As in, what you really feel about all of this.. If you don't mind." Makoto offered to him, her eyes remaining upon his face as she waited for any response Hiroto would like to give to her. Perhaps Hiroto was able to say what he would like to say, though it seemed there was another greater force who would like to interrupt such an intimate moment between them, especially when one of the twins entered into the living room as she had such a great feeling to see whether their sensei was alright.

Though as Hatsuko stood at the door of the living room, she felt such an air of awkwardness between them both despite she looked totally dumbfounded before she then squeaked out timidly, "... I apologize.. Did I interrupt something?"

Makoto gave a short glance towards Hiroto, giving a short nod as if saying they could talk about this matter another time before standing up slowly and giving her student the usual confident smirk, "Of course not, my dear. We were just talking adult stuff. Nothing you youngsters would understand! Now, what's the matter, Hatsuko?"

"... Aoi and myself, and of course Logan just wanted to know whether you are alright, that's all, Makoto-sensei.. We think you should just rest for the day and let Hiroto take over the class.." Hatsuko replied, though of course she was left confused as Makoto seem to be her cheery old self as the older female then ushered the younger student out of the living room, so they could head back to the training area where the other students were despite what Hatsuko had mentioned just moments ago.

 

[Eazy]

After finishing up with applying a final thin layer of the salve for safety's sake, Hiroto remained seated nearby and awaited for what she may have to share. The man smiled at her response, knowing that they had indeed known each other long enough for such questions to not be an issue, but still enjoying hearing this come from her own lips. Sometimes, you just needed to hear that which you may already know. That aside, he listened, obviously very interested in what she had to say, noticing the heavy amount of reflection going on with his longtime companion, as the maturely aged woman finally shared with her friend the big bombshell of the previous night.

His reaction was that of surprise, but perhaps not to the degree one would expect? After all, Fei Zhong had earlier spoken on the notion of sweeping Makoto and her young charges away for a new life together. Though Hiroto was indeed surprised at this, as he'd not been prepared for the proposal to be dropped so quickly after said meeting. By the looks of things, neither had Makoto.

Regardless, the older male listened patiently as she voiced her own concerns. Those related to her girls, mostly, and how they would react toward the move. Along with their joking comments about moving away to allow him greater freedom and independence. And while he tried to mask it, there were subtle signs of regret over those jokes, now that it looked like they would become a reality. She asked for his thoughts on the matter. There was a reflective gaze within his eyes, both collecting his thoughts and words, as he shifted within his seat and let out a deep breath in preparation for responding.

Gazing into her eyes the entire time, the longtime friend slowly shared his thoughts, "Hatsuko and Aoi are big girls. Also, while perhaps 'young' in many ways, they're mature enough to understand and adjust however possible if they understood it was for your happiness. They're also smart enough to figure out, eventually, if you were sacrificing your happiness for their own. I believe that would hurt them more than anything else." Taking a brief pause, Hiroto gave a small smile before summarizing, "Finally, I think that so long as they were with you, they would both find themselves happy regardless of wherever you three may wind up in this life."

She perhaps knew, or at least suspected much of this before he'd said anything. But sometimes it helped to hear these things from others. On the other hand, he'd thus far avoided giving his own thoughts on this from his own point of view. That part, would be a little harder. "As for me...." He finally started after that tentative pause, looking slightly less relaxed compared to how freely he'd shared the previous comments upon the idea of her marriage and moving, "I would miss you. All three of you. A very great deal. And I'm sure Logan would, too. Along with the students. Perhaps certain ones even more so than others." He joked to break any tension, a faint chuckle escaping his smirking lips, before adding, "But whatever you decided? I would support it. He seems a good man. One that's well off both financially and of a fine stature as a human being."

There wasn't a single false word within those sentences. However, there were a few omissions. Stuff that even Hiroto wasn't completely certain about, and was thus reluctant toward bringing up at this point in time. Or even ever, for that matter. Little point adding potential drama onto an already emotional decision. And, yet? As he watched her for the moment, Hiroto felt that logic slipping, as his lips slowly parted to begin speaking, "Makoto...."

Before he could get out this next thought, however, they were joined by the presence of one of their students. Hatsuko, to be precise, as the older male's thoughts were interrupted and willfully brushed aside by the man while they both acknowledged the female students presence. Listening as Makoto spoke with her student briefly, the younger woman giving her suggestion which the female sensei seemed to take little heed toward while standing to begin ushering the girl out. Hiroto gave an amused grunt at that, smirking slightly and shaking his head; finding the woman's reaction oddly endearing, despite agreeing with Hatsuko's opinion.

Quickly following after, leaving the medicinal items on the table for putting away later, the male martial arts master promptly caught up and placed a firm hand on Makoto's shoulder, "I know I won't be able to talk you into sitting it out completely, but Hatsuko may be onto something." He explained, not stopping their walk out toward the training grounds, but slowing it slightly as he continued, "But the days class is already over halfway completed, so try to take it a little easier for the remainder? I'll check up on how Logan's doing with the students and refine the steps he's taken them through thus far, and perhaps review over what they observed during your match with Ken. There isn't much else then that left to do for now."

Making that offer, he strolled along with the woman, hoping she'd accept the compromise and allow him to handle most of the remaining physical portions of the class and simply add her own thoughts or notes whenever the need would arise.

Outside, Logan had gone over the steps with the students of the class, and despite not being an expert near the levels of the two teachers, or perhaps even Ken, he'd managed to take them over the technique rather smoothly. A simple blocking and sweeping combo, designed for disarming a potentially loaded fist and taking down the attacker without letting go of the weapon holding arm. The fact he could handle this part on his own was a small testament to how he'd managed to listen when training with the technique directly under Hiroto a few days earlier.

Watching on and awaiting the return of either Hiroto or Makoto onto the outside training grounds, Logan's eyes kept diverting their attention in the direction of the remaining housemate. Aoi and the young man hadn't really spoken since the incident of the previous night, and at least on Logan's part, there remained a degree of awkwardness when it came to being around the other. For the most part, he'd kept quiet on it. Letting things simmer. Hoping they would resolve themselves with enough time to simply let the matter disperse on its own.

However, without anything else to do at the time, the male student finally gave into that curiosity while taking a few steps closer in Aoi's direction; halting a few feet away and speaking just loudly enough for her to hear the uncertain question, "Are you still upset about....you know?"

Glancing in the girls direction, the took a quick look at the other students and few onlookers; making certain none of them were watching before continuing, "I swear it was an accident. It's not like I wanted to grab you." A short pause, followed by realization of how that last part may be misconstrued as his eyes widened slightly before adding with a near panic, and certainly higher volume level, "Not that you aren't attractive! But I wouldn't do anything like that with you....or anyone, I mean!"

Catching himself before speaking loud enough for anyone other then those the closest toward their location to overhear them, Logan placed a hand over his mouth while glancing around for any sign of having made a scene. Fortunately, aside from a couple of curious glances which didn't seem to last beyond a mild interest, it appeared that nothing had come from the near outburst. Lowering the hand from his mouth, the young man gave an apologetic look while only half-jokingly asking, "You're going to kick my arse the next chance you get, aren't you?"

 

[Silver_Identity]

As the trio strolled down the hallway with Hiroto catching up with both female sensei and her student, they slowed down the pace for him as he begin to walk beside Makoto and expressed his own opinion about her not risking any more injury; she also knew Hiroto and his student as well as her two female students would prefer it that way.

And with that, the lady sensei expelled a dramatic sigh and a smirk touched her lips as she glanced towards Hiroto, "Since everybody is so worried for me.. I will step aside unless students come to me, then I might have to step in. But I promise I will take it easy, don't worry." Her smirk then turned to a reassuring smile as they headed back to the training grounds.

As they walked though, Makoto was actually reminiscing about what her old companion had mentioned to her; how he would miss her and her two students being around in the dojo if she decide to go along with Fei Zhong with the twins. Honestly, she was even reluctant to actually leave. Indeed she adored Fei Zhong but leaving her 'family' was difficult, and fortunately her lover was understanding and decided to give her ample of time to think it through.

But it somehow slightly pained her that she would leave Hiroto sad and she knew indeed she would miss him as well, and Hiroto would know that very well. As for the older sibling of the twins, she noticed a slight awkwardness between Makoto and Hiroto, yet Makoto seemed to be her cheerful self despite she felt something was quite amiss.

For Aoi, she actually wanted to follow her older sister to see how their sensei was doing but she was asked to stay with Logan to see the remainder of the class; to make sure whether he was teaching the right moves. In other words, to keep an eye on their new fellow student; which was something she really did not want to do at the moment. Of course, she could not truly let go of the incident which happened in the training hall. It was really an embarrassing experience for her and she knew, like her sister had mentioned, it was all purely an accident. But that does not mean she could not remain angry at the fellow for all she cared.

As she watched over the remaining students doing the routine, she turned her head to then notice the said person coming up to her and as much as she felt she should back herself away, she stood there still though eyes narrowed slightly as he then stopped few feet away from her. At least the guy knew he better be careful around her, she thought to herself.

Aoi listened to what Logan had to say though the first question he asked had a pretty obvious answer especially with the sort of glare Aoi was giving towards his direction. And yet she remained silent throughout his whole speech though at one point, she did felt like smacking over his head for being rather too loud, especially when people started glancing at them with slight curiosity. Fortunately, they dismissed it and Aoi heaved out a soft sigh. At his last comment, she arched an eyebrow before finally, an answer from her.

"Perhaps." She started, crossing her arms over her chest and she continued, "But my sister would dislike it if I do so.. And both our senseis would disapprove as well. Much as you do deserve it.. I know what you did was an accident. Still, you have to be more careful and not allow such slips-up happen again. We both could get injured badly, you know?" It seemed Aoi had slightly soften up, which could be consider an improvement for Logan.

"Though I have to say.. My sister looked slightly jealous about what happened between us both." She said it absent-mindedly, raising a hand to scratch her cheek a bit as she almost ponder about it. But then Aoi divert her attention away as three figures soon appeared, walking back towards the training ground and of course, she was relieved to see Makoto was alright at least.

After the trio reached to the training ground, seems that Makoto received quite some attention as a bunch of the male students, definitely her admirers, came up to her, showing their concern while the female sensei consoled them all. After that, Makoto allowed Hiroto to take over the remainder of the class until it was over. When it was time for the students to finally leave, Makoto and Hiroto, of course with their students ushered the students out until everyone was gone. It seemed Ken had left much earlier, and that did not surprise Makoto and Hiroto.

Soon after that, all the residents in the dojo had to do their duties of cleaning the training hall a bit while Makoto had to prepare dinner for them all. Despite Makoto knew she would eventually need to discuss with the twins about the important matter sooner or later, but she felt she would need time to think it first before she would take that step.

 

[Eazy]

The short silence between his last words and her response seemed to stretch on for an eternity within the young man's mind, followed by a slight sense of dread when she responded with a 'perhaps'. He knew she wouldn't, or couldn't, go too far with any possible arse kicking, but a beating by anyone, let alone somebody physically smaller then himself, was one of the last things Logan wished to experience again during this prolonged stay. As such, the sigh of relief was perhaps a little too obvious when Aoi added onto this with the reasons why she wouldn't follow through on the feared repercussions.

"We both could get badly injured? I think you might be giving me a little too much credit there." The man half-jokingly responded to the tail end of her response with a faint smirk, though supposed it wasn't out of the realm of possibility for him to cause her some harm.

Rubbing at his neck a bit, feeling a good deal of that tension starting to ease away, Logan gave a short pause at the seemingly absent minded pondering on how Aoi's sister may have felt on the accidental incident. Seemed an odd thing for Hatsuko to feel, and an even odder thing for Aoi to bring up rather suddenly. Blinking a few times at this, neither student seemed to have much time for lingering on any of this as their respective sensei's and the third of the trio of pupils made their return onto the training grounds.

Logan showed some restraint compared to the swarm of understandably concerned students/admirers which came to Makoto's side upon her return, but he'd eventually approach the mature woman to make certain things were fine after the earlier 'exhibition' round. As was perhaps a given, many of his fears were assuaged by the female sensei, at least to the point where the young man returned to assisting his own Master in finishing the remainder of the class.

The remainder of the teaching session went off without anything of note. With the help of their respective apprentices, Hiroto managed to finish off the evenings lessons while his co-teacher took it easy. When the gathered students started to disperse as the sun showed its first signs of setting, a number of them made their way toward Makoto to both bid their farewells and check once more on her condition. Many seemed to think the injury worse then it was, which was perhaps a given considering their relative inexperience in dealing with pain compared to the two older martial artists, but they each left for the day feeling at ease with their favorite teachers well being.

At Hiroto's persistence, Makoto was persuaded to take it easy as the students and himself handled the cleaning up after the classes were finished. The older male and his pupil spoke a little of earlier, in particular of what they learned while watching Makoto's sparring session with Ken, though it was evident to both men that the other had other thoughts weighing on their minds. Thoughts that would either require some type of closure, or at least require discipline for silencing within their own minds for when the training resumed. Hiroto, whom had gone inside to wash up a bit while the trio of students finished what little remained, seemed to continue with those attempts at silencing such 'foolish' thoughts and feelings within himself.

On the other hand, there was Logan, whom found himself continuing to muse over Aoi's earlier comments in relation to her sisters reaction to their precious 'incident'. These were thoughts which continued swimming about within his mind, even as he helped the girls to put away the last of the padding's into schools storage unit on the far side of the complex. He was relatively quiet during much of it,; only speaking which one or the other of the twins may address him, when eventually he found himself alone with Hatsuko as her twin sibling walked away to retrieve a final item to store away.

Wiping at his brow with the back of his hand, the young man gave the remaining twin a small smile, chuckling slightly as he commented, "Your sensei's certainly the more popular one amongst the students. It was almost like watching a celebrity mingling amongst the common folk, with the way they reacted toward everything she did."

Struggling a bit with hoisting up one of the weights that Hiroto was so easily lifting with one hand earlier, Logan placed the deceptively heavy one-handed weight onto a shelf with several others; turning about to face the girl and breathing in a heavy sigh as he took a short reflective pause. Gazing over at he leaned partially against a shelf, the young man rubbed at the side of his neck slightly while starting to speak. "Hatsuko? I was wondering...." A short pause, trying to choose the simple, yet possibly easily misconstrued words carefully, "I'd been so concerned with how your sister felt about...you know, last night, that I didn't really get to ask how you felt about the accident?"

Watching as if trying to gauge for any noticeable, yet unspoken reaction toward his question, the young man stood within the shed for a while longer in silence before almost hesitantly adding, "I mean...you do know it was a complete accident on both of our parts, right?" Falling silent again, awaiting any response with more then a touch of anticipation within his own subtle body language.

 

[Silver_Identity]

Knowing she would have to take it easy but then again, she did not want to let this very insignificant injury to hinder what she had to do as the female sensei began prepare the dinner and such. The twins would later assist her but for now she just do what she could; though she making sure not to move herself too much to strain the small injury even more.

For the twins, they were still cleaning up with the assistance of Logan after his sensei went inside further into the dojo to clean himself up. For both the younger females, their thoughts were mostly concerning their guardian but then again the reason behind their concerns were definitely justified especially watching the whole spar between the skilled woman against the younger Shiga. They both already could assume the level of his skills should be since they had encountered him a few times before but watching him being able even land a single hit on their female sensei was even a surprising feat for them both.

But for now, they seem to be reassured by Makoto and she did looked fine, and so both of them decided not to worry too much and just focus on the task at hand. Aoi left both Hatsuko and Logan for a moment to fetch the last item to the storeroom; though the older twin didn't realized this at first before Logan started to speak to her. Looking around for a moment to see where Aoi had left, she then only noticed before turning back towards Logan.

Why did she felt nervous all the sudden? Scolding herself silently, she then glanced at her fellow student before answering with a small smile on her lips as well, "Makoto-sensei had always been really popular, especially with the male students. It's really no wonder really. But then again, Hiroto-sensei is actually pretty popular too, if you look at his side as well; it's not only Makoto-sensei herself that bring in students after all too." After she answered, she assisted in rolling some of the mats before placing them in their proper shelf before hearing Logan speaking once more, turning herself around to face him. At him calling out her name before the silent pause which made the older twin feeling a sudden uneasiness. Then he begun speaking about his concern, her eyes widened slightly before a deep flush overtook her cheeks visibly.

"... Of course I know it was an accident! Not as if you are a pervert in any way until you would want to mistreat my sister like so! Why did you asked a peculiar question?" Hatsuko exclaimed loudly, looking extremely flustered and somewhat embarrassed with her red cheeks like so. She quickly turned herself around, her back facing towards him before her voice softened and she continued, "Of course I was surprised with the whole incident.. Why would I feel strange and such about it, right? That would be just silly!"

"What would be silly?" Aoi's voice spoke out which startled her older twin and perhaps Logan, her eyes blinking as she just return back, with the rolled up mats within her arm grips. Hatsuko's cheek turned even more redder as she turned to see her younger twin, she then tried to hide her face as she turned away again.

"Nothing, Aoi-chan! It's nothing!" Hatsuko exclaimed once again before she then hurriedly exit, somehow rushing away from both Logan and Aoi as if running away from the awkward and embarrassing situation.

".... What the heck is up with her?" Aoi asked to herself, all confused on what had occur just a moment ago before turning to look at Logan, "Did you said anything to her?"

After listening to whatever reason Logan might had said, Hatsuko did not seem to bother much with it as she assisted in finishing the whole chore of putting all the equipments in the storeroom then exiting with Logan before locking the room up.

It was then time for dinner where the whole residents then sat down at the dining table after Makoto prepared the food with the assistance of the twins. Dinner went by, with some chitchat and so on the table though seemingly Hatsuko turned out a bit too quiet for comfort, which Makoto and Hatsuko had noticed, and perhaps certainly Hiroto. But they did not want to mind too much after all.


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It was then perhaps more than a week after the whole scenario where Ken Shiga last visited the dojo. The week went by peacefully without anything eventful happened. By then, the attractive female teacher had almost fully recovered from the small injury where she did not feel bothered by it at all. As for the twins, Hatsuko seems to be all fine and friendly once again with Logan as if not being bothered about what had happened previously, and similarly goes to her twin sister.

The 'family' of the dojo did what they had to do for the day, perhaps Hiroto training Logan like so, and Makoto training the twins as well during the morning. Time passed and soon it was lunch time; the older female went to the kitchen to prepare lunch while letting the twin clean up after their training, of course. Though it seemed someone decided to drop by to the dojo as Makoto entered into the kitchen to see a familiar figure already preparing the ingredients and such.

"... Hiroto allowed you in, huh?" Makoto did not seem surprised at all as she then neared towards the kitchen counter, and adorn the other kitchen apron before glancing at the other dark-haired female beside her.

"Why do you always have to use that tone with me, Makoto-chan? Aren't you happy that your old friend decided to pay a visit and is now helping with lunch?" The other female replied politely though her eyes glinted with a different purpose which Makoto already knew what she was truly planning.

After a while, lunch was served and soon at the dining table, it seemed the number added by another as the female mentioned then took a seat beside Hiroto. The other female looked somewhat the same age as Makoto, though she adorned her kimono in a more proper way then the other female would wear; her dark haired kept in a neat bun. But nevertheless, she was another gorgeous specimen.

"Ume-san! Glad to see you again!" Both twins exclaimed simultaneously, looking excited to see the female for some reason. The more proper female chuckled softly, placing a hand over her lips before looking over to the young twins.

"How are my two favourite girls? Had you been good to your dearest guardian? I had bought presents for you both from my last trip." She giggled softly before turning to face Hiroto, a gentle yet sweet smile touched her lips as she continued, "Of course I got something for you too, Hiroto-san. I would never forget you."

It was then she turned, her dark eyes upon Logan and with the same smile on her face before she bowed her head down gently in greeting towards him, "You must be the new student that I heard about. Logan Kobayashi, I believe? You look like the splitting image of your late father. He must be very proud." Lifting her hand, she chuckled once again before lowering that hand down. "My dearest Makoto-chan. Mind introducing me to the handsome young fellow?"

The female sensei looked slightly annoyed, before sighing gently and she then obliged, "This is my good friend, Ume Yamada. We both were trained under my sensei, but then we still keep in touch from time to time. She would sometimes visit the dojo, of course, to see me.. Or rather.." She didn't finished the sentence as she then gave a brief glance towards Hiroto before looking away.

"You may refer to me as Ume-san. You are very fortunate, to be a student of Hiroto-san here. You are in such capable hands, I'm sure." She spoke, flashing another sweet smile towards Hiroto. "Ohhhh, Hiroto-san, I especially made these for you. A man like yourself, you need more food that would replenish your energy and such! I also made some for you, Logan-kun!~" Taking out a bento box with different type of food especially made and such, she then allowed both men to eat. Of course not forgetting to provide food for the twins and such.

Though oddly, Makoto seemed slightly irritated which was perhaps a peculiar sight for Logan, but not so for Hiroto nor the twins. Though it seemed when Ume begun to gingerly start feeding the older male, Makoto ignored the whole scenario and just went to her meal and such, making chitchat with the twins and sometimes with Logan though letting Ume and Hiroto alone with their little flirting going on.

 

[Eazy]

The short period between his question and her response almost seemed longer then the reality of it was. As such, the sudden loud exclamation of her feelings on this cause the young man to startle slightly; blinking in response as she turned her back toward the newest member of the school. Perplexed, the silver-haired male cautiously lifted a hand, as if questioning the wisdom of placing it upon Hatsuko's shoulder in a reassuring fashion, just as the teen continued to express herself in a softer tone

So focused was Logan upon the one twin, that he'd missed out on the sounds of Aoi's approach until she spoke in questioning of her older sisters last statement; startling himself much as it did Hatsuko. Before he could really decide on whether he should be honest or try to cover on what they were discussing, the older twin rather hurriedly excused herself from the scene; leaving both Logan and her sister feeling confused, albeit for perhaps different reasons. His eyes remained on the direction the girl had left, even for a while after she was nowhere in sight, until the voice of the younger sibling brought him back to reality.

Lift a hand to rub slightly at the back of his neck, the young man clarified, "I...I only asked how she felt about what happened between us last night. I didn't say anything about you being the one that pointed it out." Giving a light shrug, Logan finished with a half-smile at the younger sibling, "I was just a little worried. Wanted to see if anything needed to be cleared up, but, well, that doesn't seem to be the case. So, yeah. Heh."

She seemed to more or less accept this response without any real problem, least from what Logan could tell, as the pair finished with the last of the equipment before locking up the storeroom.

The remainder of the day was relatively non-eventful, save for some perhaps awkward quietness amongst certain parties during dinner. For his part, Hiroto managed to swallow down any conflicting emotions on his own part, to try and keep the atmosphere of the dining area light enough for the remainder of the night. It had been a long day, and it seemed for everyone, for their respective reasons, it was best to simply get by what remained to be done with the day and move forward with a fresh start after a good nights rest.

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Makoto's sparring session with Ken hadn't gone without its benefits, as much of what had been observed by the two men of the dojo 'family' had gone toward the heightened training of the younger male. It also allowed Hiroto a better means of getting his mind focused upon the training over what had been discussed with his longtime companion about her recent engagement confession. So it was rather win-win, at least where it concerned the older male and his outlook upon everything going on within the dojo during the numerous changes and looming changes that popped up during the past month.

It was after an early workout between the pair that Hiroto had taken some time to enjoy the cool breeze of the courtyard, before hearing the sound of an unexpected yet not totally unwanted guests arrival. After showing her inside and letting her make herself at home, Hiroto took the opportunity to have a quick shower; completely unaware of Ume's decision to go ahead on preparing a lunch for the members of the school until returning with a fresh change of clothes to find both of the female martial arts masters already having crossed each other in the dining room.

Having taken a seat as lunch was finished and ready for serving, the mature male rested his tired muscles while their guest helped herself to a seat beside the head of the school. For his part, Hiroto enjoyed Ume's company, though knew there were certain....conflicts, that bubbled beneath the surface at times between herself and Makoto. Stuff which the dark-haired man generally tried keeping out of, yet wasn't always successful in doing.

The arrival of the twins at least broke any potential tension before it even had a chance to really be noticed by the man, along with the arrival of Logan, whom had crossed paths with the girls after his own shower just down the hall. She was definitely an attractive older woman, the young man mused to himself. A different type of beauty compared to Makoto, perhaps, but without either woman really outshining the other in terms of pure attractiveness.

As Ume spoke of presents for the twins and then turned to assure Hiroto that she'd not forgotten about him, the male sensei blinked a few times, slightly flustered, yet gracious and accepting of the notion, "Oh? Well, that's certainly very thoughtful of you, Ume-san."

When it was his turn to be addressed, Logan nearly blushed as this beautiful, rather elegant woman greeted him in such a flattering fashion. As the younger male was introduced to the strange guest, the young Kobayashi briefly noticed what was believed to be the look of annoyance on his female sensei's features. But there wasn't time for lingering on what was perhaps a figment of his imagination, as the introductions were made, 'Ume-san' speaking well of his fortune to have the sensei he did.

"Uhh, thank you, Ume. Er, Ume-san. It's definitely an honor to meet an old friend of my sensei." The young man replied with a small bow, before joining with the others at the table, as Ume became quick to start handing out the treats she had specially prepared for this meeting.

The meal starting off pleasantly enough, at least by outside appearances. However, the attempts by Makoto at ignoring the way Ume flirted with Hiroto were rather clear after a while for Logan, and he'd imagine perhaps for the twins. Of course, logic stated that it was an odd reaction for the female sensei, as she had her own interest aside from Hiroto in a Mr. Fei Zhong. But with those two, Hiroto and Makoto, it was hard to really say what was what at times. For now, the young man simply tried to enjoy the admittedly delicious food prepared by the other woman, while at the same time wondering in the back of his head about yesterdays odd ending to his interactions with Hatsuko.

The conversation between Ume and Hiroto was largely filled with attempts by the male sensei at getting reacquainted while the female martial artist was more interested in flirting. Something the dark-haired male wasn't completely against, granted, though Makoto's own bottled annoyance from earlier wasn't completely lost on the man.

Accepting a helping of the bento box contents which Ume served to him, the mature male finished the mouthful before reverting the conversation, "You know, Ume-chan? While I deeply appreciated your earlier praise, I must confess that my training with Logan wouldn't have come along as fast as it has without the valuable input of Makoto."

Caught with a mouthful of his own serving that wasn't nearly chewed enough, Logan quickly tried to choke the delicious food down his gullet, giving a brief fist bump onto his chest to help work it down, before adding, "It's true. Makoto-sensei has really put herself out there on my behalf since I'd moved into here. I doubt I'd be half to where I am without both of their guidance along the way."

 

[Silver_Identity]

Just minding her own business at this point, Makoto continued eating her food and not allowing herself to get distracted by the sight of her old classmate flirting with her closest friend. She should not mind whatsoever, she told herself innerly. She should actually be happy that perhaps Hiroto might choose this female and such. In truth, they do look like a rather nice couple when you glance at them both and she knew Ume very well until that she could trust her not to hurt Hiroto in any way.

But yet, she could not erase this unsettling feeling. The older female just dubbed herself as a fool; an idiot really, for even having such feelings. As both of her students, they both watched in silence while glancing at both Ume and Hiroto conversing and such though with Ume, it was clear she had different intentions. Then turning their attention to the very oddly silent Makoto before heaving a gentle sigh in unison. Both Hatsuko and Aoi could not help but feel rather frustrated at this prospect but they focus on finishing their meal first.

Though when the older male begun to speak, Makoto paused for a moment with her dark eyes resting its gaze upon his face before chuckling slightly. Then with his student adding his opinion as well, a small smile formed on her lips as she then responded, "Well. You know very well, Hiroto; you know if there is anything I could help with, then I would offer a hand. And of course, since it's Logan, then I'll do whatever I can."

"Of course. Makoto-chan would had help, and since we both were under the same teacher, I would clearly know which level would her skills be." Ume replied, flashing a polite smile towards Makoto which the other female only returned it with her own.

She then continued with her meal while allowing the members with the guest to mingle and converse with each other while she would join in to add her own opinion and such. Seems her mood had been a bit better from the inputs from Hiroto and his pupil.


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The day had went by peacefully though the guest for the day had then asked permission from Hiroto and Makoto to stay for the night. Not out of the norm for Ume to ask like so since she had done so in the past though it seemed to Makoto that her former classmate was quite determined to get her way with Hiroto this time.

As the day passed, then came dinner where the two older ladies cooperate to get ready the food and such to serve at the dining table, not without the twins helping out, of course. When dinner was over, Ume asked Makoto for some of her time which the other lady could not refuse as both ladies then leave the dining room to head to the living room to converse with one another privately. Seems the twins would like to have a word with Logan as well as then the three pupils left the dining room to another private part of the dojo to leave Hiroto to do whichever he please.

Both older ladies sat at the table where Makoto then served hot green tea for them both. Taking a cup for herself, she then took a small sip and then heaving out a small sigh, she placed the cup upon the surface of the table. "It had been a while since we actually sat down together to have tea like this.. Right, Makoto-chan?" The elegant lady started the conversation first, her dark eyes intent on the female before her.

"You're right. But Ume-chan, I have an inkling feeling you want to talk to me privately for something more than just tea." Her friend replied casually while Makoto made herself comfortable on her knees. "Please do tell me what you would like to talk to me about?"

And so the two ladies let their conversation continued in the living room, while the three students of the dojo end up somewhere in a hallway secluded from the other tenants at the moment. Looking around cautiously, Hatsuko then spoke first though looking apologetic towards Logan. "We're sorry to just drag you out like that, Logan. But yeah, me and my sister was hoping to talk to you about something, you see."

"Well.. I am sure that, you know, you been here for a while now, and that there had to be something between our two sensei. Us being under their tutor and such, we both know that it is apparent that both Makoto-sensei and Hiroto-sensei should be together." Aoi then spoke after Hatsuko's turn before both twins share a firm nod together.

There Hatsuko continued from her sister, "But Mr. Fei Zhong is a very nice man, we have to admit. We do like him, and I am certain you do too..." She paused to let her sister speak.

"... But we both don't think Makoto-sensei would be truly happy with him. It's just funny how it is like crystal clear to people around them but not to them both." Aoi sighed deeply, raising a hand to her forehead and she received a pat on her shoulder from her older twin.

"Well... I guess that could be considered in a sort of weird love that both Makoto and Hiroto have? But anyways, Logan.. We were wondering whether you agree with us, and also if you do? Do you think you can lend us a helping hand to try to play matchmaker with us?" The gentler and older sister spoke to Logan, a smile upon her face as her eyes remain upon his face.

"You don't need to, if you don't wanna get into this kind of mess. We just hope Hiroto would not punish you or anything, but if he did? We can just speak to Hiroto and say how he should not be mean towards you!" Aoi spoke as well, her arms crossing over her chest and nodding her head firmly.

 

[Eazy]

Indeed, the remainder of the day had gone along relatively peacefully, as the new temporary guest of the dojo was allowed to settle into the place with some help from the two sensei's. This aside, Logan's training proceeded for another hour or so between lunch and dinner. Hiroto obviously didn't want to break apart from his students usual daily routine when it came to such an important issue, and didn't really let the arrival of an old friend hinder their session; though Logan could tell there was even more weighing in upon the mind of his sensei then there had been throughout their morning workout.

It's funny how it becomes possible to read another persons emotions through their body movements in fighting. Perhaps a testament to his progress, or simply knowing his sensei enough due to the excess amount of time sparring together. Either way, by the time they finished for the day, the younger male was left with a few concerns of his own about the man which had taken him under his roof as a pupil. Sure, Logan had his own concerns with Hatsuko as of late, but this? What was happening beneath the surface with the girls sensei and his own? That had a much greater history behind it then his own burgeoning feelings of a few weeks.

Dinner came and went rather uneventfully, save for a continuation of the type of small talk, flirtation, and unspoken yet subtly evident feelings within the room. Afterward, as the two female martial artist went about their time together over tea and the pupils wandered off to do whatever, Hiroto decided on heading back to the gym area for some time to himself.

Once there, the older male began running through a few of the more advanced techniques that he'd not gotten around to trying to bestow upon Logan. It'd actually been a while since he had gotten a chance to really run through them. So much of his free time lately was spent training with Logan, and he didn't wish to allow the skills of his own advanced level even a slim chance of growing dull.

More so then this, it gave the dark-haired male a chance to clear his head, and perhaps better reflect later on the many inner questions and fledgling turmoil going about within himself. It was an older habit which had carried on since his days training with Logan's father, Shin Kobayashi, for helping him blow off some steam. As was the case now, with the man hitting precision perfect jabs upon several training dummies set up around himself; each one with limbs and torso specially designed for collapsing into itself only when struck in certain ways with the right amount of strength.

Expectedly, as had happened several times before within the past fifteen minutes, each one fell to the martial artists series strikes. Maintaining control of his breathing through the deceptively difficult exercise, Hiroto began setting them up for another formation, a faint chuckle escaping the man's lips as he mused upon his long departed sensei. "Could have really used a few lessons on women and the dealings of the heart, Kobayashi-sensei." The man mused, only half-joking, as he finished setting the practice dummies into a few formation before continuing with the workout.

Meanwhile, while each of the three respective martial arts masters went about their own business, the three pupils of the two dojo master's had managed a little time for speaking amongst themselves. More so, Logan had found himself dragged off by the twins, much to his own confusion as they lead the way until finding a spot for Hatsuko start them off. The young man gave the apologetic looking sister a reassuring smile to assuage any concerns she had, before refocusing his attention toward Aoi as she continued the thought.

The silver-haired youth listened about what both of them had to say, finding himself agreeing with much, if not all, of what they had to share with their own fears about their sensei's. Logan couldn't keep from smiling in return as Hatsuko finished her part of their united suggestion. Ever since coming here, she always had a way of easing the young man, and at times even feel a friendly warmth with the smallest of actions. It was always a welcomed feeling, especially during his first week here when trying to settle into the place.

When Aoi finished speaking, the male student couldn't help but stare at the firmer twin for a moment; blinking a couple of times and then giving an almost nervous chuckle as he half-joked, "Well, that's a comforting enough thought....I suppose."

Actually, it was. At least if anything did go badly, at least the girls would have his back, and he'd have theirs. And they each shared a similar view upon the offbeat relationship of the two heads of the Kobayashi Dojo. So, heck, why the hell not?

"Ok." The young man started, having looked contemplative for only a matter of seconds, before very quickly agreeing, "I'm not exactly an expert on the whole playing matchmaker deal, but I'm game for following along and doing whatever I can to get those two to open their eyes at what's right in front of them." He stated, giving a faint smirk before adding, "Just know that I'm fully blaming you two if I end up having any extra drills as a result of us getting into any trouble over this."

A light scoffing sound followed, further cementing his comment as being little else then a small joke to try and lighten the somewhat heavy atmosphere of this hallway. Crossing his own arms, taking a moment to think on the subject himself, the man asked, "So, had you two tried anything with Makoto-sensei to see if she'll budge on making her companionship with Hiroto-sensei anything more serious? 'Cause, I have to admit? I'd poked at my sensei a couple of times, especially when Mr. Fei Zhong was here, and it didn't seem to do anything other then annoy the man."

Letting out a light sigh, the young male leaned slightly against the nearby wall, giving a light shrug of his shoulders, "I don't know. Maybe I should try poking about with Makoto-sensei to see I have any luck there? Might have more progress getting somewhere with her then with my own stubborn as a mule sensei." He finished, taking a brief glance about as if to double check nobody else had overheard that last part, before returning his undivided attention toward the sisters.

 

[Silver_Identity]

"Told you he would say 'Yes'." The older gentler twin remarked towards her younger sister, a grateful smile upon her lips when her gaze remained on Logan. Though when realizing she was starting perhaps a bit tad longer than needed, a faint flush touched her cheeks before glancing away in a shy manner. Her more tomboyish twin noticed the rather odd reaction by her sister, and she felt compelled to talk to her sister alone when they were done with Logan.

But then Aoi gave a firm nod towards her sister before lifting her hand to shows a thumbs up towards Logan, a firm grin upon her face, "Alright then. So now we have an accomplice! You're not too bad after all." She gave a nice patting on his shoulder before expelling a small chuckle.

"Well, you had been here long enough to be considered part of our 'family'. I hope we will get along well like this for a long time." Hatsuko commented, obviously relieved that Aoi seemed to be accepting Logan despite whatever occur in the past. But then again, she knew the mixed foreigner was indeed a very good person, knowing who his father would be. After all, his father was a role model for them both when Hiroto and even Makoto mentioned on how great he was.

Also how this town granted him as a sort of a hero back then when he was still alive. It was indeed a great loss when his death came, but they felt his son should be able to uphold to his family name. Considering how he was training hard under his sensei as well.

At his question though, the twins shared a look with each other before shuddering slightly as if in fear. "... Did you remember that one time when you first arrived? And Makoto-sensei brought you back to the living room and we grabbed you, dashing out of the dojo? We were running away from the 'wrath' of hers." Aoi answered first before glancing at her older twin to continue from where she stopped.

"We were trying to talk with Hiroto-sensei about Mr. Fei Zhong that one time.. But well, we did try with our own teacher, but.. Just like Hiroto-sensei, she's very stubborn as well. Since you are Hiroto's student, I doubt she would do anything. So I think you have a better chance with her." Hatsuko continued to speak, before nodding her head at the suggestion with Aoi agreeing as well.

"Think Hatsuko-chan have a point. She seems to.. favor you quite. Then again, you are like the only other male in this dojo." Aoi mentioned though somehow the fact said made Hatsuko realized before looking at Logan with a slightly questioning look. It was not as if they were naive on what Makoto do sometimes with other males, knowing how she would flirt with some certain males. And even the slightly uncommon relationship between her and Hiroto. Of course they were aware at some nights, they would want to pleasure each other since they were both adults.

But Logan was an adult too, and he was a charming fellow as well, having perhaps the looks of his late father. There Hatsuko was a bit suspicious but she felt she shouldn't intrude on some people's privacy. And yet, she couldn't help but feel a slight pang of jealousy at the idea.

"... Hatsuko-chan, is there something wrong?" Her sister asked, a puzzled look on her face. Her question snapped Hatsuko out of her thoughts as Hatsuko forced a smile upon her face, shaking her head in response. But of course, Aoi already knew otherwise.

The older sister tried to deviate from the situation, glancing at Logan, "But anyways, thanks for agreeing to help us, Logan. We just have to try our best. But well.. Uhm. You should go ahead and rest now in your room. We'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Logan."

Aoi tried to speak first, as if wondering why Hatsuko seemed to want to rush off suddenly but she was grabbed by Hatsuko by her arm and she could only follow her rushing pace though she turned her head, waving towards Logan. "Goodnight, Logan. Sleep well!" Aoi's voice sounded though the twins begin to disappear along the corridor.

For the two older females, seems that they both were done chatting as both of them left the living room. Though for some reason, Makoto looked rather unsettled, as if something the more polite female had said had managed to get under her skin. But then as they both walked, Makoto allowed her former classmate to walk ahead of her as the female tried to clear some thoughts from her mind.

The guest suggested Makoto to a small spar in the training room for old times sake, and Makoto reluctantly agreed to it after some pestering from Ume. But as they both reached to the training room, there were sounds indicating someone was using the training room before them. Doubting it was any of the students at this time of the night, they could only conclude it would only be Hiroto by then.

"Ahhh, Hiroto-san. He is such a hardworking person, even training despite he doesn't really need to." Ume commented to Makoto before turning around to face her friend. Though Makoto's dark eyes were focused on the entrance door to the training room, looking even a bit hesitant to enter.

"Hiroto is a good man, Ume-chan.." Makoto replied, though she didn't even give a glance at Ume's direction. "Just remember what I said. If you hurt him, I would-"

"... Makoto-chan, you know I would not do such thing to Hiroto-san." Ume cut Makoto short before she could complete her sentence, "... But really, Makoto?"

That was all they said to each other before Ume then moved, her hand pushing the entrance door of the training room while Makoto stepped aside, letting herself hide behind the wall near the door for a moment. "Hiroto-san, what a pleasure to see you here. Training despite how well you fight though? Such a hardworking person you are." Ume commented as she neared towards the male sensei, a sweet smile upon her full lips.

"I was just done speaking with Makoto for old time's sake earlier. One must have a long conversation with an old friend to catch up, right? Actually, I asked Makoto whether she wanted a small spar with me.." She paused for a moment, throwing a slight glance at the entrance where Makoto should be but it seemed Makoto had decided to leave them both alone for this time. ".. But I guess she was not interested.."

Turning her head to face the male sensei once again, she then smirked slightly towards him, "Hiroto-san? Do you have any plans for tonight? If not... Would you be interested in spending the night with me?" She looked around for a moment before seeing where he had place the towel, she went to retrieve it. "You know that I am interested in you for a long while, Hiroto-san.. I was hoping you wouldn't mind.. trying with me, and we see how it goes?"

The female leaned a bit closer, as she then started to pat the droplets of sweat from Hiroto's forehead and as well as his neck. "I am aware that you are still single, despite.. Makoto-chan seemed to have her own interest with someone else. I heard from her that her man just proposed to her a while ago. I am thrilled for her really."

Pulling back for a moment, she then handed the towel to Hiroto for him to wipe himself up a bit, "We are not getting any younger after all, and so I do not blame her for wanting to perhaps settle down with such a man. But I feel you are indeed a great catch yourself, Hiroto-san.. I just find it difficult to believe after all those years of knowing you, Makoto didn't seem to want to try and settle with you. Well.. It also seemed you do not want to even try as well."

Lifting a hand to rub her chin for a moment to ponder before she then continued, "But then, Hiroto-san? I know you are attracted to me as well, and so.. What's the harm, am I right?"

 

[Eazy]

Raising an eyebrow and giving a slight chuckle at Aoi's patting on his shoulder, there was also the peaking of a small smile upon the young man's features as Hatsuko spoke about how he was considered as part of their family. This was something which Logan had felt at several key points during the past few weeks, but hadn't truly gotten a chance to let himself put anything more then a passing consideration toward due to everything happening within the dojo. As a result, simply hearing such words, especially from her, helped to further brighten his current disposition.

Listening as they shared their own answers to his questions/suggestions and offered up a few more thoughts of their own, nodding in understanding as they mentioned their own attempts at getting their sensei's together. It seemed neither of them were having any real progress with Hiroto, and so it seemed trying to speak with Makoto, at least for himself, was one of their remaining immediate and less complicated options.

At the knowing mention, or perhaps realization, of how Logan was the one other man living within these halls with their sensei, the young man immediately felt a slight twinge of awkwardness. Makoto-sensei hadn't gone further then what she'd done on his first day here, perhaps largely due to not wishing to distract from Logan's training with pleasures of the flesh, but the young man had indeed received a sampling of the mature woman's hunger for a healthy male. Something which Logan had wished to explore further, no doubt, but hadn't gotten a chance. And now, glancing back at the pondering Hatsuko and considering his own growing feelings of affection toward the girl, those continued lusts suddenly felt a lot more 'wrong' in a way.

The young man had parted his lips, preparing to ask the gentler twin if there was anything wrong, when her sister beat him to the punch for them both. Still, the concern was there, within the male students eyes, as the girl tried moving beyond the question and bring their conversation to a close.

Blinking a few times, somewhat puzzled, the pupil tried ignoring any questions or concerns he'd gathered within the latter part of the conversation as he responded with a small smile, "No need for thanks, Hatsuko. We have the same goals and you know you can always ask for me for anything." His smile widened slightly at that, now coming through less forced and more natural as he finished toward both sisters, "Night girls!"

They were both vanishing down the corridor by the time he finished calling back, leaving the young man to stand in silence for a moment; letting out a low sigh and starting to stretch out his limbs a bit. Sleep did sound like a pretty good idea about this time, the pupil agreed, as he turned and started off toward his room at a steady pace.

Another fierce yet restrained growl escaped from the clenched teeth of Hiroto as he took down another of the specialized practice dummies with a swift spinning kick to the side. Keeping control of his breathing, the man brushed aside a few beads of sweat from his brow while contemplating setting the dummies back up for another go around. His skills certainly hadn't dulled, to say the least, nor was he likely to come toward any final resolution on the problems plaguing his mind, so it was perhaps time to call it a night.

Before he could settle on whether to settle in for the night or not, the usually alert sensei picked up the subtle sound of the door leading into the training room sliding open. Without hearing her voice nor turning around, Hiroto knew it was Ume; due in large part to always being capable of recognizing Makoto's lighter steps and knowing none of the students met this pattern of footfalls either.

Still, the older male smiled at the woman's compliments, turning around to face her as his bare chest rose and fell slightly with the natural strain of heavier breathing, "Your generous compliments are always appreciated, Ume-san."

Not realizing at first that Ume had been speaking only moments ago with Makoto, the male sensei followed her glance toward the empty space and gave a slow, seemingly understanding nod, "Oh? I see...."

Well, she did have a lot on her mind, the dark-haired man thought to himself. That was one thing they continued to have in common, during what may very well be their final weeks together before her decision takes her away. The thought of this brought a small regretful twinge back into Hiroto's mind, though the presence of Ume-san left little time for rudely dwelling on the thoughts of others.

Following both the words and movements of his guest as she addressed him while retrieving a towel on his behalf, the matured male was slightly taken by surprise at what she said. Not that she was interested in attempting such a 'venture' in itself, so much as openly making such a proposal. Ume-san was a rather open flirt when it came to Hiroto, but rarely did anything further then passively tempt the man into a chance of intimacy.

As she spoke further, standing before him and wiping away a few beads of sweat as he gazed down into her own lovely features, he soon understood the reason. She knew of the marriage proposal. Knew that things had changed. That now she wouldn't truly be at fault for openly asking for a night with the head of the dojo. Also, that perhaps, the rather straight shooting male would let slip his unspoken grasp of monogamy where it related to his loose 'relationship' with Makoto. The latter portion certain brushed through the man's mind, as Hiroto accepted the towel, rather halfheartedly continuing the top of cleaning the remaining sweat along his arms and shoulders; lifting the loose fitting shirt in order to dab further along himself and thus further exposing his fit torso and abs without (fully?) intending as such.

On the outside, his attention seemed primarily focused on the task of getting cleaned up after his vigorous exercises. Truth be told, however, the dark-haired male was listening to and indeed considering everything his beautiful guest was saying. The comment about Makoto and himself not settling down together had hit on something within the martial artist. Thing is, he wasn't sure what could be said in retort of that, aside from reemphasizing that they were indeed a 'complicated' type of relationship. In the end, though, Makoto's happiness was a truly important wish for Hiroto, so he wasn't completely regretful about the direction their lives had seemingly lead them.

But she wasn't wrong. Both in how the relationship with Makoto had seemingly turned out, along with her assessment that he was also very attracted toward herself. Turning in order to gaze her way, the man draped the towel over one shoulder as he slowly closed the small gap between them. Seemingly not having any words to for expressing the mixture of feelings within him, the man simply let his actions reveal his response to her 'suggestion', as the strong male wrapped an arm around the woman's waist and pulled her firmly against him before claiming her lips in a bold embrace.

Holding the kiss for several moments, pressing so that she may feel the slight growing bulge within his pants nudging into her lower body, Hiroto temporarily broke said kiss, if only for the moment, while gazing down into her eyes and simply proclaiming, "For now? Let us see where our respective attractions may take us after giving into them for a single night."

 

[Silver_Identity]

When the two adults thought that the other female martial artist had left them to their own privacy, they were certainly mistaken as the said female was actually just standing behind the wall near the door while listening in to whatever they both were saying. She did not meant to eavesdrop, but she was actually contemplating on the idea of entering into the training hall. But now, of course, that was not an option, especially it would just draw out into a very awkward situation among the three of them.

But whatever was said by the other female did made Makoto felt a sudden rush of emotions; some that she should not feel and some she couldn't really fathom on the reasons why she felt such way. Especially how she mentioned that despite the many years Makoto and Hiroto knew each other, and actually stayed under the same roof. She could really thought that perhaps because they both did not want to ruin their very long and close friendship by being closer than they really were.

Nevertheless, she actually did turned her head slightly, only peeking in just at the moment where she had watched Hiroto then suddenly draw Ume closely against his form to seal the deal with a firm kiss. Another pang of emotions rushed through her; pang of jealousy, anger and some slight betrayal but the female sensei scolded herself mentally, especially she has practically no reasons for her to even feel such emotions.

But as she continued to watch as Ume could only smile as she finally caught Hiroto after all this time, and then suddenly throwing a glance at her direction; Makoto quickly pulled herself back, hiding behind the wall once again. Very silently, she drew herself away from the wall and walking away in hope to search for some enlightment at this point.

Her former fellow student kept that glance at the door, fully aware that Makoto was there this whole time but she knew it would be futile to talk to the other woman at this moment. She had already warned Makoto so many times before that she would have Hiroto as her own lover one day or another ever since she gained interest with him. Now that Makoto was out of the picture since she had her own lover, and perhaps her own future with him written down on stone; she would not feel any guilt whatsoever to try her way fully with Hiroto.

Turning her attention back to Hiroto, she only enclosed her arms around his neck and draw him down to her for another heated kiss, "I'll make certain that you would come for me than just a single night, Hiroto. Just you see.." She mentioned as their lips parted slowly, and drawing herself away from him slightly, she allowed him to lead to his bedroom where, she knew, they would share a very wonderful night together.

As for the other female fighter, she had another destination in mind other than her bedroom. Rather than just letting these emotions disturb her for perhaps the rest of her night, she felt she needed some distraction. Unfortunately, her current lover was away in another country and Hiroto was definitely not an option at this present time. Therefore that was why she was now standing at the door of Logan's bedroom.

At the back of her mind, she knew this was really childish of her. Perhaps she had another reason to go and perhaps have Logan 'comforting' her physically. But right now, all she could think was she needed a distraction. And the only distraction she could think of was either to drink alcohol until she perhaps get drunk but she knew she would rather not have the hangover the next morning. Also she was compelled to at least keep to the promise of concluding what had transpired during the first night when he arrived.

Seeing through the sliding door that the light was switched off, she thought Logan would had been asleep at this moment. If other times though, she would had leave him in his own dreamy solitude but at this moment, it was a different matter.

But this time, she waited outside the door as she then called out for him through the door in a hushed tone, "... Logan, are you awake? If you are, I just wanted to drop you a visit at this time.." Waiting patiently at the door, the duration at that time allowed her to at least think a bit on what had transpired earlier.

Sure, she should feel actually happy to see her oldest and closest friend now perhaps having a chance in forming a relationship. Furthermore it was with someone she knew very well, and she was aware that Ume would keep to her own words. Ume was definitely not a bad person, by all means, and by looking at them both too, they do look like a rather nice couple. She could not blame Hiroto for agreeing with the suggestion; Ume was indeed an attractive woman and perhaps equaling to her. But then after those many reasons, she could not make sense of the feelings she was having after watching them both acted as they were.

She quickly dismissed her thoughts when the door was finally slid open , and a smile formed on her lips when she was face to face with the young male pupil. "... I know you must be wondering why I'm here around this time.. And well.. I was hoping to keep that promise to you like I had mentioned some while ago. I apologize that I couldn't keep to it sooner.. But since I had seen such a drastic improvement in your case, I feel this would be a good time to actually 'reward' you.." She then closed the short distance between her and the student, pressing her full body against the younger form of Logan and enticing him further.

Lowering a hand down, she then started to feel her fingers around, especially around the crotch area where she felt a slight bulge forming within the front of his pants. "... And I don't think you would be disagreeing with the idea, no?" Leaning closer, she found his lips with hers and sealed them with a deep kiss, her tongue sliding into his mouth to find his and entangled around his like so.

Pulling back slightly, her lips only a breath away from his as she then mentioned quietly, ".. Think it would be best if we continue inside, don't you think?"

 

[Eazy]

The male sensei remained perhaps blissfully unaware of Makoto's presence as his attention remained focused upon the beautiful woman which up to this point he'd remain unlikely to bed. The one point where his attention did seem to stray, following where Ume's own focus had shifted, was quickly stifled as the female martial artist took the opportunity to draw him down for another heated embrace. It was rather enticing, after so long of living a mostly monogamous relationship with Makoto, to now have another in his arms as Hiroto returned the embrace in full.

With an amused smirk upon his features following their kiss, the man reached out to firmly grasp her hand within his own, "Then let us not waste any further time with talk and simply allow our actions to continue this exchange, shall we?" With that, Hiroto lead her toward the bedroom, thoughts of Makoto and everything else pushed to the side, albeit with some effort, as he remained intent on enjoying this lone night together for all it was worth.

In the meantime, Logan had found his way back to his room without incident, and had managed to dress down to only his jeans before getting in some light exercise and preparing to call it a night. As he laid there in the darkness, however, his sleep hadn't come as immediate as he'd hoped. There was a lot on his mind, mostly pertaining to how he could bring about the subject of Hiroto-sensei with the twins own teacher. For that matter, his thoughts had at times lingered toward the girls; in particular Hatsuko.

All of the earlier talk about relationships had him wondering a bit about the girls own love lives. There hadn't been much time for discussing such finer, delicate details about each others personal lives with everything else going on in here. But at times like this, where he could take a step back and breath in the atmosphere for a while, little thoughts like this would come to mind for the youngster.

The familiar voice calling out to him had nearly gone unnoticed within its hushed tone. Glancing in the direction of his door through the darkness of his room, the silver haired male was surprised, and a bit confused about the female sensei's sudden visit. Still, he hadn't hesitated about getting out of the bed to go greet her; sliding open the door, dressed only in those pants from earlier, as the lovely mature female seemed to read his perplexed expression.

"Reward? Makoto-sensei, what are you refer-" His initially confused words were cut off as the woman closed that distance, pressing that full figure of hers into his bare chest before finding those trained (in more ways then one, it seemed) hands skillfully feeling their way around the groin region. If he'd any doubts of what she was here about, they were long gone now, as his body reacted immediately to the welcomed embrace; straining within his remaining layers of clothing.

Breathing growing a little labored, the young man swallowed hard, before finding her lips pressed firmly into his own. Perhaps on simple instinct, his own body reacted, as his lips parted to greet her tongue with his as that already strained bulge seemed to grow near a bursting point against Makoto's palm. Logan remembered their 'promise', but with the time which had passed, often helped along by the focus on his training, the young man had thought it a forgotten possibility. Evidently not the case, as their embrace ended, Logan panting slightly due to the unexpected kiss, while his arms had somehow found their way to wrapping around the older woman's waist.

Holding her closely to him, the remained some notable conflict, both obvious and not so obvious (or perhaps conflict which he was simply not accepting as of yet) about letting this go any further. Logan was a young man, however, and few had the restraint needed for turning down such a delicious offer, as he slowly started backing into the room.

"I....I kind of figured you'd changed your mind about this..." The man slowly admitted, letting her close the door after them as his hands slowly slid along her slender back; a slight smirk forming in the darkness as he added, "But...I'm very glad you hadn't, Makoto-sensei. Last time was....just, wow...."

A brief chuckle, as he recalled how she managed to work him up with her hands and mouth before, and felt a flood of thoughts hit him about what else may be hidden beneath those garments. Almost immediately, perhaps predictably, his lips moved to Makoto's neck, where he started to kiss along the side of her collarbone. His lips worked their way forward, then down, as his hands slipped around to grasp at her bottom, pulling her close into that growing bulge which now pressed into the woman's sex through their respective clothing. Those lips slid lower, finding their way to kissing upon the curves of her ample cleavage, as his face buried itself further within that soft, warm valley of flesh as hands and lips both worked in unison at exploring as much of her beautiful figure as they could hope to manage.

 

[Silver_Identity]

Chuckling slightly as she felt humored especially when he obliged to her request while following his body and arms to enter into his room and her hands moving behind her to close the sliding door after their entry. The young man was definitely excited, from feeling the hard bulge within his jeans and also from his busying hands and lips as he tried to feel her everywhere as much as possible. Gentle sighs from her lips as his hands wandered along with his lips, her own hips grinding against his and letting him feel more of her covered sex against the bulge at his crotch.

She spoke out to him in a seductive voice of hers, her hand lifting to take his chin with it and lifting his head up slightly, "Logan, Logan.. I know that you are definitely excited, but you should show a bit of patience. At least to allow me to remove my kimono and let myself bare for you, right?" She trailed off to give a small peck on his lips, though not forgetting the darkness enveloping the room of his.

"We definitely need some light in here.. But definitely not the room light. Let me draw the curtains back a bit, since if not mistaken, there is a full moon tonight." She mentioned to him and chuckling a bit, she drew her form away from the young man and made her way quite easily to the window despite they were in the blackness of the dark. Drawing the curtains apart thus allowing some light shining through and letting each other see each other better, for certain.

"There. Much better, don't you think?" Turning her body to face him now, her hands went to her back and she started to undo the obi belt from her kimono, undressing herself before his eyes and piece by piece fell to the floor before she finally shrug the kimono off, letting it slide off her smooth shoulders. It was apparent she was not wearing a bra underneath, and just only a lace pair of panties left on her body.

Smirking at the young male student, she then moved forward to him and pressing her voluptuous breasts against his own bare chest, her hands moving downwards to undo his jeans. "... After I help you with this, perhaps you can help me with the last piece of garment, hmm?" She coyly suggested before she assisted him in tugging his jeans down along with his undergarment, bending herself down and letting the pieces fall to the floor with their own weight.

"... Mhmmm, I definitely did not forget how much I enjoy playing with this big fellow here.." She pointed out as she then wrapped her hand around his girth, giving a firm squeeze as she then started to stroke his length. Watching his reaction, she then lowered her body down to kneel down in front of him and her face aligning with the lower region of his body, specifically his crotch area. Giving a short glance up and throwing a knowing smirk, she lowered her head down and press a kiss on the tip, watching it jerk in response before she went further.

Enveloping the engorged head with her wet lips, she then rolled her tongue around the tip like so while giving a firm suckle before she drew her lips away to only slurp her wet tongue all over his shaft. Seeing that the length was now then covered with her oral fluids, she wrapped her hand once again around the base of his cock, stroking like so while she gaze up at him again, "Should I give you another sample like the previous time to start off, or... you would rather just go ahead and do further and perhaps... Give me that ride like you wanted." Snickering gently, she noted quite briefly only and perhaps indicating that she did indeed heard of what he had said during the day when he just arrived.

Teasingly, she gave another firm kiss on the head to draw out a pleasurable moan from the young man before snickering up at him, "Do not worry though, young man. I'm yours for tonight so... I would not be leaving until you are either completely satisfied or.. worn out."

 

[Eazy]

Logan let out short gasps of warm air along the soft curves of her flesh; a low groan following out after them upon feeling her own hips rubbing into the throbbing bulge growing from between his legs. Every subtle movement meant something. Little actions wasted, as she further fueled that burning lust the young man had for the female martial arts master. So caught up was he in his actions, that Logan nearly ignored as her hand gently nudged for the pupil to raise his head to meet her eyes.

At her words, the silver haired youth gave a slightly embarrassed yet somewhat sly smirk; following up by embracing the kiss after briefly responding to the woman's suggestion about removing her kimono, "Mmm Of course, Makoto-sensei. That, uh, that probably would make things a lot easier on my part, too."

Giving a brief chuckle at this, the young man then glanced about as she drew attention toward the lack of light within the room. He took the brief time she used for pulling aside the curtains to regain control of his breathing and the previously hurried movements of his body. Funny how martial arts training and discipline could be helpful during moments such as these. The moon's light soon cascaded within the confines of his bedroom, as the mature, sensual figure of a woman stood before him. His eyes dared not do more then an occasional blink, as she spoke before moving her hands to undo the belt of her kimono.

"I agree, sensei. Much better." The younger male slowly responded to her previous query, as his eyes continued in admiring the female artist as she stripped down to a single piece of remaining clothing before adding, "And with a very beautiful view...."

When she moved closer in order to press her voluptuous breasts into his strong chest, Logan nearly felt like he could release right at that moment of first contact. His strong, rough hands lifted in order to rest upon her slender waist; sliding along the curves of her back as he felt her own trained fingers working at undoing his jeans. At her suggestion about offering his own assistance in removing her lingering garment, the young man gave a noticeably excited smirk. "Mmm.... It would be an honor and a privilege, Makoto-sensei." He replied, letting out a low groan at feeling the confines of his jeans lesson, as both pants and underwear were pulled down.

His throbbing hardness sprung free, thick and erect, as it bobbed slightly with the first signs of precum already forming upon the bulbous head as it stood proudly before the woman responsible for its current condition. Logan couldn't help smirking a little at the woman's words, as he suddenly let out a low gasp, his features contorting into an expression of certain pleasure as her skilled fingers went to work on the pulsating girth.

"And I...I definitely did not forget how much I enjoyed it when you....Mmmm....when you used your hands in just the right way." The man responded, his voice strained slightly, heart racing as he watched Makoto drop to her knees before his throbbing need. At the feel of her lips pressing a kiss onto the sensitive tip, Logan let out a slight jerk of his hips, before stifling a low groan, "Shit....Nor have I forgotten how much I enjoy that..."

Any further words he may have hand were soon drowned out within a wave of bliss as the older woman began suckling upon the bulbous head. Her moist, soft tongue would then dance around that very tender area, even as she drew away her lips, allowing him to watch as she steadily lathered the erect manhood. Logan gazed down at the sensual older woman, as he took in her words, which in turn added to his anticipation and excitement as his hardened cock twitched slightly within her grasp; particularly when catching onto the brief mention of his comment on his first day here.

His mind reeled on the options. Trying to single out one for a starting point of their night was difficult, with his concentration only being broken at the feel of her lips placing another firm kiss onto that sensitive tip; causing him to jerk forward slightly, before letting out a low moan. A faint smirk touched upon his lips, glancing down at his female sensei before noting with a slight bit of effort, "I....I rather like the idea of going until you've worn me out. Would be a lot more fun then how it's been happening to me during the past month."

Composing himself, the young man then offered a hand, awaiting for Makoto to take it in order to help her back to her feet, as he voiced his decision, "And I think...I think I'll be taking you up on that ride, for starters."

Helping the woman back to her feet, Logan took the lead for a change, as he slowly turned her toward the edge of the bed. Standing behind the mature female, his warm breath caressing along the curve of her shoulder and down her chest, he placed a firm hand onto the other shoulder and nudged until she understood to bend over the bed. Once done, his hands would then explore, slowly, as those rough fingers danced sensually down her shoulders, sliding around in order to briefly caress at the underside of her ample breasts, before resuming to move along the curve of her back.

His aching need would rub along the inside of her thighs, occasionally brushing the upper side along the imprint of her own sex through the remaining piece of clothing she wore. To both tease and show his growing want for finally taking this plunge, Logan's hips would start moving, rubbing himself into her while possible, to feel how her body may react against his own as he would slowly thrust between his sensei's legs.

This would come to an end, regrettably, as the silver haired youth finally reached the outline of her remaining undergarment. Dropping to one knee, Logan grasped at the waistband, before sliding it down over her hips, and then guiding the material further as it steadily revealed the woman's firm bottom and glistening sex for his viewing pleasure. Letting the garment drop down to her ankles, the young man soon pressed his face between her legs, as the light bristle of his five o'clock shadow brushed upon her inner thighs. His hands held onto Makoto's strong legs, pulling her toward him slightly, as he kissed along her thighs, starting lower, before making his way higher toward a certain goal. Any droplets of her own arousal which happened to trail down her inner thighs would be found and licked away by the excited pupil.

Sure enough, his nose, his mouth, soon came to lightly brush against the woman's soft petals. Parting his lips, Logan wasted little time and taking his first true taste, as he slowly, roughly, dragged his tongue along the entrance to her womanhood. Followed by another taste. And another. His tongue was soon hard at work, giving slow, steady licks along her sex, which were soon accompanied by his fingers as two would begin pressing into her tender folds until they yielded to his persistence. Working the two digits deeply into Makoto, he'd only tease her for a little longer, sliding and turning them in calculated motions several times, before letting them slip free and pulling his face away of her body.

His own sexual needs were already feeling as if near a bursting point by the time Logan managed to pull himself back into standing on shaky legs. Placing one hand onto her waist, the young man then used that one which had previously been teasing his female sensei to grasp and guide at his still slickened cock; mixing her own womanly secretions to that of her earlier saliva and the frequent trails of precum which was seeping out from the tip. "I think....we're both more than ready for that ride....Makoto-sensei." The student noted to his female teacher, before letting out a low whimper at feeling the thick head of his arousal pressing into her warmth.

The young man's heart was racing with anticipation. Sure, he'd been with other women back in the States, but it had been so long, and none were like her. That thought briefly flashed through his mind, before slowly, steadily, his body began pressing forward while both of his strong hands grasped tightly at the mature female's waist. Pushing, he felt her yield once more, as the swollen head managed to slip into her with minimal effort. A sharp intake of breath, a brief pause, before going further. Inch by inch, the length of him would work its way inside, pushing, then pulling back, before thrusting forward again. These first motions were slow as they got used to each others body, but were only the start of things to come, as he worked his way to filling her completely with the length and girth of his swelling hardness.

 

[Silver_Identity]

Listening to his response, she almost chuckled when he noted about it would be a nice change of the usual method of him being worn out, which would be Hiroto bombarding all the training and such onto him. Seeing him drawing out his hand for her, she blinked slightly before smirking slightly as he decided on where to go from there and she took his hand, letting him assist her onto her feet.

"That would be a good decision, young man.." She agreed with him, before allowing the young student to turn her around to face the bed. Feeling his warm breath tickling her shoulder and the top of her chest made a slight shiver to trail down her body, though added when he begin to let his hand wander along her body like so though of course, she bent herself down understandably from the nudging of his other hand.

Bending herself forward and then placing her hands upon the edge of the bed, she turned her head slightly to watch Logan intently from over her shoulder though she had to admit, she was mildly distracted as he begun to trust his naked tool against her own covered mound. Teasing them both like so caused the female sensei to release soft sighs though she responded with her own hips moving against his own, her legs closing slightly to squeeze the shaft between her inner thighs.

Then she felt his fingers digging into the waistband of her undergarment and her eyes watched as he lowered himself and removing the remaining clothing down and off her body to finally have her entire body fully bared for him finally. Feeling her breath hiked though, when his lips started to trail up from her inner thighs and heading upwards to his destination. His lips met with her lower lips and a shiver trailed down her body before releasing a soft moan as Logan started with his tongue lapping along moist sex.

This was added when he slipped two of his digits into her as well, teasing her more with his fingers and her body slightly rocked against his face and fingers. Her head lowered as more pleasured sounds escape from her lips while more of her arousal leaks out of her to only feed his mouth and tongue more. Fortunately, perhaps for her, and even for him, he finally stood up and noted to her; noticing the deep desire within his voice and she slightly smirked while looking over her shoulder to glance at him.

"You... just read my mind there, Logan.." Makoto responded to him though another sigh followed after her words when she felt the bulbous head of his cock nudging against her mound. Bracing herself at the edge of the bed, feeling his hardened manhood slipping more and more into her hot orifice and the voluptuous female could not help but allow gentle moans slipping from her parted lips.

Her fingers started to grip onto the bedsheet firmly within her rolled up fists, and her body started to push back against his own hips, wanting more of his rigid length within her very core. Of course, within time and a couple of thrusts of his manhood into her core, he finally managed to insert every inch of his cock within her though she knew perhaps with a deep thrust which elicit a loud moan to roll out from her mouth.

Taking a few deep breathes to gather herself quite, she turned her head once again to glance over her shoulder, at him and a smirk touched her lips as she watched the etches of pleasure drawn on his face, "... H-How.. is it feel.. to be inside me? Like.. how you would imagine.. it to be?" Letting herself some time to listen to his response though with the moving of his hips into her, might cause to distract her quite.

"Also.. whoever turns out to be.. your girlfriend or.. perhaps in the near future? She.. should feel fortunate.. at least." She admitted to him, though she paused for a moment to gather herself once again, though she moaned softly within breathes.

"Surprised that it seemed.. you are not so.. popular with the.. females. Think.. I should.. try to hook you up with.. some girls your age. Just.. a cshame especially when you... are pretty good at this too.." She flashed a smile towards Logan, letting him bask at that moment of perhaps ego rubbing and such, especially from an older woman with much experience, though once again, she moved her own hips against his own, meeting with his thrusts like so and letting her round, firm bottom smack against his hips quite noisily.

".... I hope... you are enjoying... this as... much as I do, young man.. God. I expected you to be good, but.. not this good.." Makoto managed to say between soft groans and moans.

 

[Eazy]

That first push back into his hips had caused a loud groan to escape the young man's lips, as his head rolled back slightly, eyes clenched shut for a brief moment, before resuming his previous actions. She felt amazing, wrapped around his rigid cock, squeezing at the pupil's girth while he worked his own hips back and forth into the female sensei. In a way, it was surprising that she lived such a liberated life, considering how perfectly tight she felt around him. Not that Logan was about to complain, as he thrust forward, a little harder now, as he worked toward penetrating those final inches deeply into her core.

Soon enough, their respective efforts would prove fruitful, as he let out a long, deep groan after giving one more hard thrust which allowed every bit of him to fill her for the first time of the night. "Oh God...." The young man nearly whispered out, his voice strained, as he trembled slightly while grasping onto the mature female. At her question, with a hint of effort behind getting out an answer, he responded truthfully, "It's....it's fucking incredible, Makoto-sensei. Better then I'd have imagined....holy shit..."

Hoping she'd excuse his use of foul language in front of a superior, the man had little time for dwelling on such formalities as he felt her hips starting to sway with his own as they worked toward building a steady pace to their lovemaking. His sack started to lightly slap against her lips as he drove every inch of him into her, piston-like motions, with a building friction mounting with every thrust. The following words she managed to get out during the growing pace of their lovemaking had registered with the young man, though finding a chance to respond proved difficult as his hips worked at driving her harder along the bed.

"I've....mmm....I've been with a few girls back over in the States....but none like you, sensei." He managed to respond to that portion about his popularity with women, before letting out a low, deep groan as he felt her backside smacking harder into his hips. At her final comments, the young man, in a moment fueled by pure bliss, quickly responded, "Oh God, yes! I'm enjoying it. I'm enjoying it sooo much right now....so damned much...."

His hands had continued gripping firmly around her hips, until gradually one, then the other, began snaking their way higher along the swell of her back. Logan grasped at the woman's shoulders, hunching forward now, the occasional flex his abdominal muscles starting to be felt as he kept pulling her into him while working those hips. What the pupil may have lacked in experience compared to an older partner, he certainly made up for with simple youthful vigorous as both hands hooked under her shoulders to grasp firmly at the woman's swaying breasts.

"I think....I could do this forever....oh, God...." The young man nearly moaned out as the moist sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, filling the room alongside their respective and joined cries of passion as he started to massage at Makoto's ample bosom.

Despite those words, however, it hadn't long after before Logan could feel the building of what would surely be only the first orgasm of this night. The silver-haired pupil tried fighting against the waves of pleasure, to prolong the inevitable, despite how his body had a mind of its own going by how his strong legs were assisting to guide his hips back and forth into Makoto's willing body. Soon, he was thrusting hard enough to threaten pressing the woman face down into the sheets of his mattress as he drove her harder and faster into the bed which creaked lightly underneath his powerful 'assault'.

"S-Sensei? I'm....I'm almost there..." The woman's co-student managed to let out, his voice tensed with a blissful strain as his grip around her breasts grew stronger, yet never became painful as his lower body slammed into her with a nearly reckless abandon.

The moist sounds of their bodies repeatedly joining grew louder, feeling her own juices starting to flow a little more freely down his inner thighs as he took her as his own for this night. The young man's hands squeezed at her breasts, lightly playing with her pert nipples while rolling them between his fingers. His breath came out, hot and heavy, as it brushed along the swell of her back and rolled over her soft shoulder and collar area. He was so close, and was about to cum, for what he knew, for what he was determined, would not be the only time for them on this night.