Akira 's POV :

He agreed to train me.He said YES! I was so delighted. After a very long time, I found someone who I could rely upon. This man was strong and intimidating, and training under him would be one of the scariest yet the best things in the world.

He turned away, and began walking so that he could sit down again. I quickly got up, and dusted myself even though there was no dirt on me. I followed him.

" Who are you Seijuro? " I asked.

He still hadn't answered my question. He still was a stranger to me and I almost told him my life story, brought him home and had sake too. I wouldn't let him get away this time. 

He remained silent.

I repeated my question, " Sei - juu - roo, who are you?" .

He made himself comfortable on one if the furnitures, and spared me a glance. " Akira.."  he started off.

" hmm... " I said, assuring him that I was listening.

" Let's make an agreement. " he said.

It wasn't even a question. It was more of a command.

" What is it? " I raised an eyebrow.

" You wanted me to train you, right? "

" Yes. " I answered.

"  I would fully agree to that only on one condition. " he stated, a slight smirk forming on his features.

Should I ask him what the condition was? What if he is a pervert? Oh god, what did I get myself into? What in hell does he want from me? 

I kept quiet for a while, and then summed up all my courage and asked him, " What is it?"

" Do not to ask me any question regarding myself. If you can do that,  I'll train you. "

I let out a heavy sigh of relief. His condition wasn't that bad. I'll eventually get to know him. It doesn't matter even if I don't. My only goal is to get strong and kill the person who destroyed my life.

"  Deal. " I smiled. " So, when do we start?"  I asked.

" Now! " he stated, as he stood up from his seat and made his way towards the weapons store.

I followed the red head, and watched him observe different kinds of swords, daggers, axes, sheilds, etc. 

He pulled out a wooden sword, and a metal blade.

"  We'll be using these for today. " he said. 

I nodded, and me passed me the metal one. Was he going to fight me with a wooden sword? Is he underestimating me so much? 

We climbed up the stairs, and walked out of the house.

Once we stepped out, the wind gave us a loving hug, which made our hands tremble due to cold. I brought my arms closer to my chest and hugged myself.

He stood a few meters away from me, and I took my stance too.

He motioned me to chargeforth and land an attack on him, and I did as I was told.

x x x

We trained for hours together. Seijuro let me take occasional breaks, so that I could attend the nature's call, have a fruit or drink some sake.

Fighting against him made me realize how weak I was for a princess. 

The day came to an end as night approached. 

We came back into the house, and I cooked dinner. 

I was glad that there were two cabins instead of one, in the hideout. 

We left to occupy one room each.

" Good night Seijuro kun." I screamed.

" Night." he replied.

I grinned and walked towards my room, but his voice stopped me half way.

" Akira. " he called out

"  Yes?? " I looked back at him.

" Thank you "

He thanked me. Wait, is this Seijuro? 

I've known him for a day now, and I already know that this is so unlike him. He doesn't look like someone who would thank somebody else. He made me smile though.

" No. Thank YOU " I replied, stressing the word you.

He nodded, and disappeared into his room. I ran to my bed with a smile on my face. Training is tiring. 

I fell asleep as soon as I collapsed on the bed.

XXXXXX

Days passed by as I got stronger. It's been a week since the day I met him. There is still nothing I know of him though. But trust me, he is indeed a good teacher.

I woke up early in the morning today. I jumped out of my bed, and quickly dressed up. I ran to the weapons room, and fetched two swords. One for me and one for Seijuro . 

I made my way upstairs and out. Seijuro was already there, facing the other direction. 

He looked up at the sky, his eyes taking in the bright colors squeezing through clouds. It was chilly, he pulled his cloak around himself. Winter wind blew, as he watched the sky darken and the colors fade away as morning fully arrived. 

Pinks, yellows, and reds disappeared first. Blue soon followed, overtaken by the grayness climbing over. 

It looked like he was completely lost in his thoughts. He intently watched the sunrise, as I watched him. Such a rare view.

I waited for him to turn around and notice me, but he didn't. I took a step towards him, but stopped immediately as a devilish idea crossed my brain. 

Could I catch him off guard for once? I smirked. 

I slowly placed one of the two swords on the ground and stood up straight. 

Stealthily I  began to approach Seijuro. 

Once I was close enough, I swung my sheathed blade at him, trying to hit him with the back of my sword.

Right when I was about to land an attack on the red head, he turned his body so that his right shoulder faced me. I tried to move my hands closer to his face so that I could hit him, but I ended up blocking my own view. He caught my wrist and yanked me forward , making the blade fall out of my grip. He pushed me back, and the lower half of my body did not have enough time to coordinate with the upper half.

In other words, I slipped. 

I knew I would fall. I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact. But nothing came. Instead, I felt a strong arm wrapped around my waist, which prevented me from falling. 

I slowly opened my eyes only to meet a pair of hetero chromatic eyes looking back at me. I realised that  Seijuro was holding me close to his chest, with his left arm alone bearing my weight. 

I only gaped openly as I observed his sharp jaw, chin, and cheekbones. He had smooth flawless skin, which was like a sheet of well done cloth. His eyes, which was under his red short hair, glinted under the sunlight . He had high-bridged nose that was among his two eyes. His soft sharp lips were very attractive and captivating. His face was so perfectly sculpted. 

It was as if God had molded him just to spoil these eyes. 

I moved my face closer to his, I couldn't resist. I leaned in, and closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to meet mine.

"...... "

I felt him take his hands off my waist, and I fell to the floor with a thud. I shot my eyes open, and saw Seijuro walk away.

How dare he drop me like that? I stood up and dusted my back.

" Seijuro! " I screamed.

He looked at me over his shoulder, but didn't say a word.

A part of me was mad at him because he made me fall, while the other half was embarrassed. How could I be so stupid? I wanted to kiss him. Why?