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Monday, February 25, 2002
I will kill Mitsuhiro.
I will kill him, and flay him and have him flogged to death.
Even then, I will not be happy.
I will have his body hung by the boughs of a banyan tree and take morbid delight in using it as target practice.
I am insane.
I am delirious.
Dammit... someone spiked my tea again.
Gah!
~ Ayumi
pornKiTTY tended to the patients at 2/25/2002 07:47:00 AM.
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Monday, January 28, 2002
I am bored. Very very bored. The students are taking a test today and I am supposed to be invigilating them. So, I'm not supposed to be writing this journal now, but... hehe. I snitched one of Ayumi-sempai's kunai! And it's going to end up on someone's test paper if they dare to cheat. Heh. They don't call me the hawk for nothing.They're too afraid of me to cheat anyway. Which is a pity... I was looking forward to some target practice. Fortunately, this isn't my form class or I'd be much harder on them. Then again, Yamada-sensei's students are reputed to be very good, obedient kids. We'll just have to see about that.
... No one's cheated so far, although it's one hour into the test already. Sigh. Looks like their reputation's for real. Bah.
I still can't believe that Akio-kun came to the school yesterday. I haven't seen him for so many months already, although he's living in Kyoto too. He came to the school to pick up his nephew or something. Luckily for me, he had his glasses on, so I didn't have to look for the kid among all the other kids. We didn't have much time to talk, so he said he'd drop by the clinic after he sent the kid home.
It was a good thing that Ayumi-sempai was out, and Saicho-kun was busy with the patients. They would probably ask me some... um... uncomfortable questions about Akio-kun. He's almost a head taller than I am, and I am not a short girl. I had to stand up on tiptoes to ruffle his hair like I used to do when we were young.
"Kitaka-chan, I'm not a kid anymore," he complained.
"Wakatteru! That's why I wanted to do that. Hehe."
"You're weird as always," he said, grinning.
"And you're as blind as always, aren't you?" I snatched the spectacles off his face and held up three fingers. "How many fingers?"
"Uh..." he squinted. "Three?"
"Eh?! You can see now?"
"Iie. I was just guessing. Lucky guess, huh? Can I have my glasses back now?"
I frowned at him, but handed them back. "All right, I'll believe you. So what have you been doing all this time? Teaching kenjutsu?"
"Sometimes... ok, most of the time. A friend of mine owns a dojo. I go there every other day to teach," he said, "What about you? A school teacher and a nurse? Aren't you interested in kenjutsu any more?"
"Well... I still am, but not openly."
"Oh... that 'organisation', huh?"
"Yeah..." I paused. I couldn't tell him about the Kagetai. It was too risky.
"Hey, tell you what, why don't we have a sparring session some day? You could come down to my friend's dojo," he suggested eagerly.
"Don't be silly. What if one of the kids in school see me there?"
"So? What's the problem?" he asked. "You're not the only female fighter around. Or if it makes you feel uncomfortable, we could have a private sparring session, with only my friend as an audience and judge. You could ask your doctor friend along if you want. I'm sure he'll be interested."
I nearly choked on my tea. "Are we talking about Koyuki-sempai here? Um... She's a girl, Akio-kun. The boy, Saicho, is her assistant."
"What? A female doctor? I was talking about the guy in the black haori. The one who owns this clinic."
"The doctor is a female! Her name's Koyuki Ayumi."
He stared at me, astounded. "And all this time I thought he-- excuse me-- she was a boy," he mused, sipping his tea.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. She gets that a lot, but she doesn't like wearing kimono."
~ * ~
Oh good, the test is finishing soon. Finally...
Karei tended to the patients at 1/28/2002 08:33:00 PM.
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Thursday, January 24, 2002
I'm tired.
It's not my fault.
I spent the whole week running around. From the stupid gaijin lessons with that baka, to doing the three recon mission Saitou-sama has sent me on. Seriously. Of all people he chose, me. I know I ought to feel honoured but... argh. I should think I'm more suited to work behind the scenes. I'm a doctor, a physician. Yes, I can fight. But I'm a liabilty to the group, especially after my precious thirty minutes are up.
It's almost hilarious, this medical condition of mine. I don't know what would happen once my time limit is up. Heck, I can't even recall having found out my time limit. And it's all because of these Ishin bastards...
Kisei-kun might be coming round again. He usually does at the end of the month. I have yet to introduce him to Ki-chan. Sai-chan has met him and I think the two get on fairly well. *yawns* I need to sleep, I'm tired, exhausted and utterly drained. Screw Sakuya for not doing those stupid assignments of his. I have better things to do.
Oyasumi.
I'll write again later.
pornKiTTY tended to the patients at 1/24/2002 09:59:00 AM.
ooc: Kitaka: Blame Karei if this post turns out melancholy. Bah.
ic: Haven't been feeling too good lately. I was recovering from a flu and remembered Otouchan's last days. Oh, I forgot. I call him Ishida nowadays. Anyway, those weren't particularly nice memories. I would rather recall the times when we practised kata together, even though... *shudder* Ok, so those memories aren't very good either. Right... let's not go there then.
Did a rather stupid survey yesterday. Sempai's English tutor, Sakuya, 'persuaded' me to do it. He said that Ayumi had already done it. That liar. He had to get her drunk enough to do it. Some of the questions were really weird. What in the world is 'tsupeetsu' anyway? Some sort of gaijin invention? And they asked a couple of questions on 'karu'. I assumed that those were carriages or some form of transport, which was what Sakuya told me. It seems that the gaijins are inventing some sort of horseless carriage that runs on oil or something. The streets are probably going to be smoky in the future.
The gaijin always seem to be inventing strange things that are supposed to make things more convenient in the future. If that's the case, I'm glad I'm not going to be alive in the future, with all those fat, lazy peeps. What's wrong with life now anyway? People manage to live on anyway, so why bother? Not all the new inventions are beneficient. Take guns, for example. And now with the invention of the Gatling gun, more people are going to be killed more quickly. Sore mo ii desu ka?
Iie, yoku nai desu.
Karei tended to the patients at 1/24/2002 03:29:00 AM.
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Wednesday, January 16, 2002
ooc: Yes! It's working again!! Post, Rei-chan!!
Karei tended to the patients at 1/16/2002 05:51:00 PM.
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Tuesday, January 08, 2002
argh... stupid blogger...
pornKiTTY tended to the patients at 1/08/2002 09:08:00 AM.
ooc: bwaaa... sorry for not posting for so long. ^^ anyway, hope this new layout is okay. hehehe. i love yoh and anna. *drools at fanart of them* and ayumi will be back to post soon. i promise you that. and karei-san, mail me bout the info okey day? *gryn*
pornKiTTY tended to the patients at 1/08/2002 09:02:00 AM.
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Monday, December 31, 2001
The new year’s coming soon. I wonder what resolutions I’ll make, but it probably doesn’t matter anyway, since I seldom keep them.
… Now that was a pointless sentence. -_-;; Anyway, a new year means new students! And perhaps a new teacher or two too. That’s fun. Oh, speaking of which, a student of mine visited the clinic today. I almost died of embarrassment. *sigh*
Student: *eyes wide with surprise* Nishikaze-sensei! What are you doing here? Are you sick too?
Me: *shocked* Nakama-kun! Er… no, I’m not sick. I’m, er, helping out here. *quickly changing the subject* What about you? Are you sick?
Student: No, but my grandma is, so my ‘kaasan asked me to bring her here.
Me: Ah, I see. Well, that’s good. I’ve got to go help the doctor. See you tomorrow, all right?
Student: *smiling* Hai!
Actually, it should not embarrassing to be working at a clinic. I don’t know why I felt like getting the heck out of sight of the boy. When I see my students on the street it isn’t the same. How… strange. *shakes head*
Oh no! I just realised that I’ll be twenty next year! *gasp!!* That makes me feel very, very strange for some reason. I keep thinking that I’m still eighteen. Haha. Maybe I should grow up.
~ Spirit Hawk of the Western Wind ~
Karei tended to the patients at 12/31/2001 02:07:00 AM.
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Sunday, December 30, 2001
Kami-sama save the man who is teaching me the language of the gaijins. He's fortunate enough to be easy on the eyes but he enjoys grating on my nerves.
Yes. Nerves. Can you imagine what he called me? Erisu. After some weird gaijin girl who falls down a hole and talks to creatures and asks questions that never make sense. I knew it! He was mocking me! He was fortunate enough, once again, to be spared from being skewered and flayed, alive. Apparently, knowing my unpredictable temperament, that crazy wolf actually had Kisei to collect my weapons before being allowed into that gaijin's home.
Feh... and I thought Kisei would actually be sympathetic and leave me with a kunai.
I have nothing more to say, this place shall be revamped very soon.
pornKiTTY tended to the patients at 12/30/2001 05:45:00 AM.
Ayumi-sempai had behaving strangely the past two days. She left Saicho and I in charge of the clinic while she went off somewhere, muttering about some baka gaijin. When she came back on Friday, she was in a terrible temper and we didn’t dare to ask her where she went. But strangely, when she returned to the clinic the next day, her mood seemed much improved and I overheard her saying something about having five more days without seeing his face.
I didn’t want to inform Saicho-kun in case this had something to do with Kagetai business, but I just had to know what all this was about, so, in the end, I asked her directly. At first, she frowned and glared suspiciously at me, but then she finally revealed that she had been studying English from a gaijin professor.
“I thought Saitou-sama had ordered you to check on me or something,” she said.
“He hasn’t, but I’m sure he’ll appreciate a report from me,” I chuckled, then hastily changed the subject. “So, how are the lessons going?”
Ayumi withdrew her hand from her haori (without kunais!), her eyes still fixed on mine. “Not too bad, so far. However, the blasted language is so difficult to learn, not at all like Japanese. I can’t even pronounce Sakuya’s English name properly. It’s K’risuhorum or something like that.”
“This Sakuya-sensei, what is he like?”
“Like any other gaijin, I suppose, tall and rather fair-skinned, with light-coloured hair and eyes. He isn’t as ugly as some gaijin, though,” she remarked thoughtfully.
My eyes narrowed. “Really…”
“Yes, really,” she said as she glared at me, daring me to contradict her.
“Fine, fine. But I was wondering, why did Saitou-sama ask you to learn from that gaijin when I can teach you? Admittedly, my English isn’t all that good, but it’s better than going to some outsider, right?”
“How am I supposed to know?” she muttered.
And that ended our conversation. Sometimes I wonder about Saitou-sama. He is willing to go to any extent to further his motto of Aku Soku Zan. It’s a simple motto, but can be scary in its simplicity. After all, life isn’t just made up of white and black or right and wrong. There are degrees of rightness and degrees of wrongness. Who are we to judge? If everyone could judge fairly what was right and what was wrong, the world would be a better place. Would it?
I guess all we can do is to trust that Saitou-sama knows what he’s doing and do what he orders us to. We may question his orders sometimes, and argue against doing it, but someone will have to do them anyway, so why waste time arguing?
Heh. Ayumi-sempai would certainly not be happy about this. And Hikaru-san too. After all, Saitou-sama is only human, and humans make mistakes, ne?
Or on the other hand, Saitou-sama? Fallible? No! Hehehe.
Well, let’s just hope that Sempai learns enough of the language before her patience finally snaps. And I do not want to be there when that happens. Maybe it’s a good idea to have her learn from a gaijin rather than from me after all. Ah, I know! I can lend her some of my English childern’s books to read, although they’re mostly gaijin fairytales. And there’s my copy of Alice in Wonderland as well. Perhaps she might enjoy that.
~ Spirit Hawk of the Western Wind ~
Karei tended to the patients at 12/30/2001 12:07:00 AM.
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