Takamatsu’s Training

Part 17, The Samurai & The Geisha

When Takamatus sama returned home last night I waited until he had finished his dinner. He had a busy day directing the work on our new lands and he was tired. When our conversation turned to events of the day, I told him of the news I’d heard in the market… of yakuza. His reaction was as always, calm and deliberate but I’ve come to know that signs of concern in his demeanor.

Many months ago when we first came to the Kansai region, Taka began training me in the ways of protecting myself. He had told me many times that he would not always be around to protect me and wanted me to have the best training possible so I could defend myself. Our training schedule dropped off in the weeks since we have acquired the new lands, but after our conversation last night he told me we’d need to resume the training program.

One evening in the early months, Taka sama wore his armor and took me to the docks near our home and taught me the art of movement. As the unstable boats bobbed, we did exercises in controlling our moves.

I don’t know what the future holds with regard to the appearance of yakuza in our region. I didn’t tell him of a very rough looking character who entered the Ramenshop while I was waiting for Koniki. I was afraid to alarm Taka because I know of his busy schedule. I’m not sure what to tell Koniki, but tonight I will suggest to Taka that we include her in the martial arts training.

In my life as a geisha, I was always protected from the realities of yakuza “business men”. In the gossip among my sisters we knew of their existence and we even knew who some of the yakuza were. I had no understanding why yakuza were paid to “protect” businesses in our town or within the hanamachi. However, I knew that they were paid and if they weren’t, the consequences might be grave. And then I recalled some of the frightening looking men I had seen at the tournament during New Years.

Among the changing crowd at the tournament I noticed men with fearsome presence. I didn’t know what these men did, but their appearances were dangerous and foreboding.

In my life I’ve always been protected by my family, my sisters and my husband. For the first time, I am experiencing a fear of the unknown.

by Yordie, loving wife of Takamatsu Soke
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I'm an avatar in Second Life where I star as the heroine of a virtual fantasy life. In the real world, I'm writing my debut sci-fi novel.
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