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Shudo
“Kanda-dono. Meet your new apprentice—Allen Walker.” Said highly respected daimyo Takeda Shingen.
“Yes. Thank you your grace.” Kanda answered like the dignified samurai he was.
Every trained samurai must acquire an apprentice samurai at one point—but did his have to be so…scrawny? Kanda remained calm and honorable until the daimyo decided to attend to more important matters.
“H-Hello. It’s an honor to train under the great Kanda Yu.” Allen slowly said—trying to sound as masculine as possible, but instead having the opposite effect.
“Tch. You’re a pretty scrawny sprout aren’t you?” Kanda retorted. He was only gentle and dutiful when he was serving his daimyo.
“E-Excuse me?” Allen squeaked a bit shocked at the malice of his new mentor.
“Tch. Don’t waste my time sprout. Are you sure you don’t just want to be a farmer or maybe if you’re lucky—a migrant merchant.”
“I assure you Kanda-dono that I am fully prepared to serve an honorable daimyo and take after your footsteps as a fully trained samurai.” Allen said, a bit more defiantly.
Kanda simply stalked off, Allen soon running after, but still being cautious to remain at least 2 feet behind Kanda. An apprentice was never allowed to intercept or step in front of a more experienced samurai unless asked or ordered to do so. He bowed his head submissively and watched the dust rise off of the floor as he struggled with the taller man’s wide strides towards the training camps. Of course, Allen had expected a little more of a…refined, sagely personality from Kanda. But knowing the type of warrior the great Kanda Yu was he was never to be underestimated.
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Allen moaned in pain for the hundredth time at the end of training. He was filthy and covered in sweat. Kanda snapped.
“A samurai never EVER expresses grief from battle or training for that matter. A proper samurai holds his quiet dignity and never complains about anything in the presence or elders. It is considered an honor to fight and die for your master. How DARE you even CONSIDER complaining when you have never even seen the likes of a battlefield?! Haven’t you even HEARD of Bushido?” Kanda said—rolling his eyes.
What a stupid apprentice he had.
He had already memorized the samurai code when he was an apprentice himself, and here was this…this Sprout who thought he could get away with aimlessly whining and complaining. This could not go unpunished as scripted in the pages of the code.
“A-Ah!” Allen cried out. He had been tied face down to a wooden plank and was being whipped.
“Wh-why are you whipping m-AH!” Allen said—tears stinging his eyes and threatening to fall.
“A SAMURAI NEVER CRIES.” Kanda shouted over the crack of the whip. It was about time the Sprout learned some manners.
Allen flinched and groaned. Everything hurt. It hurt to move, it hurt to BREATHE.
“P-Please...”
“A SAMURAI NEVER PLEADS.” Kanda yelled over the next whip noise.
Allen flinched and breathed heavily, panting from the heat and the aches that ate away at his being. He had never expected this to be what an apprentice experienced on his FIRST DAY.
At last—the whipping stopped. Kanda untied Allen and stalked off. Allen lay there—his eyes vacant. And from there—Allen had secretly developed a loathing for the great Kanda Yu.
“Kanda-dono. Meet your new apprentice—Allen Walker.” Said highly respected daimyo Takeda Shingen.
“Yes. Thank you your grace.” Kanda answered like the dignified samurai he was.
Every trained samurai must acquire an apprentice samurai at one point—but did his have to be so…scrawny? Kanda remained calm and honorable until the daimyo decided to attend to more important matters.
“H-Hello. It’s an honor to train under the great Kanda Yu.” Allen slowly said—trying to sound as masculine as possible, but instead having the opposite effect.
“Tch. You’re a pretty scrawny sprout aren’t you?” Kanda retorted. He was only gentle and dutiful when he was serving his daimyo.
“E-Excuse me?” Allen squeaked a bit shocked at the malice of his new mentor.
“Tch. Don’t waste my time sprout. Are you sure you don’t just want to be a farmer or maybe if you’re lucky—a migrant merchant.”
“I assure you Kanda-dono that I am fully prepared to serve an honorable daimyo and take after your footsteps as a fully trained samurai.” Allen said, a bit more defiantly.
Kanda simply stalked off, Allen soon running after, but still being cautious to remain at least 2 feet behind Kanda. An apprentice was never allowed to intercept or step in front of a more experienced samurai unless asked or ordered to do so. He bowed his head submissively and watched the dust rise off of the floor as he struggled with the taller man’s wide strides towards the training camps. Of course, Allen had expected a little more of a…refined, sagely personality from Kanda. But knowing the type of warrior the great Kanda Yu was he was never to be underestimated.
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Allen moaned in pain for the hundredth time at the end of training. He was filthy and covered in sweat. Kanda snapped.
“A samurai never EVER expresses grief from battle or training for that matter. A proper samurai holds his quiet dignity and never complains about anything in the presence or elders. It is considered an honor to fight and die for your master. How DARE you even CONSIDER complaining when you have never even seen the likes of a battlefield?! Haven’t you even HEARD of Bushido?” Kanda said—rolling his eyes.
What a stupid apprentice he had.
He had already memorized the samurai code when he was an apprentice himself, and here was this…this Sprout who thought he could get away with aimlessly whining and complaining. This could not go unpunished as scripted in the pages of the code.
“A-Ah!” Allen cried out. He had been tied face down to a wooden plank and was being whipped.
“Wh-why are you whipping m-AH!” Allen said—tears stinging his eyes and threatening to fall.
“A SAMURAI NEVER CRIES.” Kanda shouted over the crack of the whip. It was about time the Sprout learned some manners.
Allen flinched and groaned. Everything hurt. It hurt to move, it hurt to BREATHE.
“P-Please...”
“A SAMURAI NEVER PLEADS.” Kanda yelled over the next whip noise.
Allen flinched and breathed heavily, panting from the heat and the aches that ate away at his being. He had never expected this to be what an apprentice experienced on his FIRST DAY.
At last—the whipping stopped. Kanda untied Allen and stalked off. Allen lay there—his eyes vacant. And from there—Allen had secretly developed a loathing for the great Kanda Yu.
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"Kanda wait!" a boy named Allen Walker cried out.
The other boy,which was Kanda, stopped..and turned around. His
eyes were fierce and cold. These eyes scared a lot of his foes.
"What do you want, Allen?" Kanda snapped, "Can't you see that
I dont want to see anyone right now, let alone see YOU..." These
words hit allen like a ton of bricks.
Allen clutched his chest where his heart was tightly. He slowly looked
up at Kanda,who was now glaring at him. Allen's eyes were full of
sadness.
"Why..." he said, "Why cant you just accept me for who i am...and..."
his voice became a low whisper, "and not for whats inside of me..."
Allen gently
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YAY. ANOTHER YULLEN INVADING YOUR DEVIANTWATCH. xDDD I worked really hard on this guys, so please tell me what you think. Oh and go to wikipedia under samurai and scroll to the Shudo section to read more. Yes, this is partly true. There was boyxboy pedasteric relationships between samurai of the Feudal period. I did my research. I considered this when I linked together Shudo with Kanda being a samurai. So...THIS WAS BORN. xDD Love it? Hate it? COMMENT. YAOI ON THE WAY.
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i feel bad for allen!!!