Tania_Kyo

Like everyone else in his school, Sui also had a power: he could peek into the future. One day, when he saw his own death, he decided to confess to a senior he had loved for a long time.

Sui's last day was memorable. He got to date with his senior, he also got to die in his arms. But, he didn't know one thing:

They had date many, many times before this.

One Everlasting Date

After awhile, I dragged him to the practice field he often went. When I said that I wanted to watch him practicing the sword, he looked embarrassed. He he. He was so cute.


"Where is your sword, senior?" His sword name was Shinenema, a black sword with dark aura. It was as famous as the owner.


He walked into his locker room and back with a long, thin, black sword. His and his swords aura felt similar.


"Do you want to hold it?" He asked, giving me his sword. He was gonna hand me his private sword so easily? Sword was a part of fighter's body, an extension of their soul, the media for their strength.


"Is it really okay for me to hold this?" Every sword that had an owner was made of part of the owner's soul. If someone without much power touched it, they could be hurt.


"Don't worry, as long as you don't sheathe it, the power won't come out," he said as he put the sword on my hand. Wow, this sword was on my hand! The same sword which senior used in all his battle experience! I could feel the weight, the sword weight, and the weight of people lives on this sword's presence.


Awkwardly, I swung the sword left and right. Then, I thrust it forward. How many times did senior swung this sword in his practices? Did he do this day and night? Spring to winter? Suddenly I could feel his sweat and blood on the hilt.


"You want to practice with me? I'll teach you. Like this." He grabbed my hand where was still on the sword. His left hand on my waist. He taught me the footsteps, the body movement, the slashes, leading my body to match his. 


His right hand never left mine. Felt like we were dancing.


After that, he picked up two wooden swords and gave me one. "Come on, show me what you've learnt." He looked so excited. His passionate face always fascinated me.


We practiced for a long time, we were so tired that we lied on the grass field. Of course he wasn't tired at all. He was just being considerate with me.


"Alright, playtime's over. I want to watch you practice seriously." I urged him, laughing. 


He smiled at me, took a deep breath, then got up while holding the two wooden swords. He stood straight at the center field, bowed to my direction, before thrusting the sword to the side, turning, slashing and jumping, somersaulting twice. The wooden blade looked like a real blade in his hands. Wow, so handsome.  He could even do dual sword style.


I had seen him fighting before. But, right now, it looked like he was fighting for me alone. Only I had eye on him, and he only looked at me. In this wide, empty practice field, we were the only one in this world.


Sui - Part 4