SwordsGIRL HiToMi

Authors Note: I came up with this story while racking my brain for a new character entry for "The Tatakai," a project me and my writing group, The Cerulean Knights are working on. So yeah, Hitomi is one of my entries. The rest of you, enjoy!

My name is Hitomi. I am a known fighter and I dabble in MX. I learned it from the last man I loved, who said he always wanted a girl interested in bikes. He was taken from me unnecessarily after two years. After him, I do not care to love again. I am not going to replace him and I do not care to try. I gave up motorcycles for the most part and took back up fighting. I had mastered kusari-gama jutsu as a part of the ninbuki-jutsu I learned. That is right. By shinobi. I left the academy at sixteen, because of fear. I knew I would not become a shinobi. I was not strong enough, fast enough or strategic enough. I know that to this day I am still not. I left because I did not want to die. The danger was fun at its advent in my life, but I lost faith in my safety. I could not go on there, so I continued my life elsewhere. I like it that way and I do not plan on changing that.

(A/N: You'll have to forgive my negligence of contractions, but this is coming from the mind of a former kunoichi. Trying for realism here.)

Hitomi rode on her black Ducati, her kusari-gama attached to its seat. Helmeted, she stopped, parking just outside of a grove.

Instead of having her challengers meet her at a conventional place, she chose to meet them here. And there he was. He was dressed in all black, so she found it a bit odd, but nothing she couldn't handle. Or at least so she thought.

She took off her helmet, shaking her long, 4-toned black-orange-blonde-brown hair from her helmet. She combed out her brown, triangular bangs with her fingers as she sat her helmet on top of her motorcycle.

"What- no crowd?" Hitomi asked.

"What would you need a crowd for in order to fight me?"

He had a deep dark voice, with a hint of a rural accent that was actually quite intriguing.

"No reason," she replied. Obviously he just wanted to get down to it.

Hitomi proceeded forward.

The challenger smiled as he ran forward, completely on his toes. She evaded him with a butterfly kick over him and attacked with a mid kick, swinging her cord around him and trying to stab. He blocked, sending her weapon flying. She attempted to quickly run and get it, but he held her back, locking one of his feet with one of hers. She sweep kicked him with her free leg, then managed to hit him in the stomach with her second and dove for her sword. He ran toward her quickly. She jumped above him and attempted to strike him in the back. He grabbed her hand, twisted back and pulled, pushing her feet and feet backwards.

"Kurokitsunedo," Hitomi said, naming the technique, sticking her fall and holding on to her arm.

"You're-"

She didn't finish, and he didn't reply. Not verbally at least, but he gave a slight grin.

She tried to run. He ran after her. She back kicked him, then threw her sword at him by kicking the cord at him. He ducked, then grabbed the sword and the cord and twirled her in it, then held the sword at her throat. Hitomi froze in fear as they stood on the bamboo tops, She shoot leaves falling to the ground. She closed her eyes, letting go of her anger as the man she fought flew away holding her.

Authors Note: My first ninja fic in a while. You could say years. But I decided to integrate a little modern day into it. The intro chapter would've been longer, but it wasn't as that stuff just would've been fluff and I hate writing fluff. So, straight to the action. That's why they call it a short story, not a novel. And, in case you're wondering (not that the description doesn't give it away or anything) but a kusari-gama is a whip cord with the sword at the end. Kind of like that weapon in "The Vampire Effect", only both are visible at the same time and that little dart tip would be the wakizashi. I'm lucky I remembered this from my days of ninja-ficdom. I had an entire page posted here about ninja weapons and stuff, but I destructed it as people kept complaining and saying I was abusing the site. People do it all the time, get a life and stop preaching! Jeez! But besides that, I hope you enjoyed it! Look for more tomorrow, as well as more "BLEACHed".