Sensei And Student Novels & Stories

Tamashi returned to his initial position to once again converse with Sensei. “Jiji-sensei, teach me your ways!” Sensei smiled through the plume of smoke that emitted from his cigarette. “If you’re done giving a speech to yourself, then we will begin training. Watch carefully and observe what I do, Tamashi.” The characteristic orange sunlight filled the Void as Sensei and Tamashi began their training session, and later as Tamashi remained sprawled on the ground, searching for a plan buried within his mind to counter Rai and avoid an early loss.

"It's something that has never happened, at least regarding her. She's one of the best at reading her opponent. So, the fact that she assumed you were ready, that you had given up, is something she'll have to pay dearly for." "How?" "Sensei is the one who will take the appropriate measures, and besides, you surprised the man and made him bow to my father, who was your teacher. That also had never happened before," he said, surprised. "Why?" "Because my father had never had a student, and the fact that he introduced you, and in the end, you incapacitated Sensei's best student, is something to admire. So, I recommend that you don't stop practicing, keep going, even after you get married," he a

Along with the pair of glasses over his eyes, the eyes bored looking back at him taken back by the act of Koishi. “I’m sorry Sensei it’s just-” before he could get up from his chair “Oh, no no it’s okay I was the one who came up behind you all of the sudden” the sensei smiles looking at Koishi picking up the pencil. Handing it back at Koishi who smiles at him bowing at him. “Thank you, Sensei” with Sensei just smiling giving one pat over his head as he walks away the same as the one who was sitting beside Koishi in the class stares at him. Hearing the small whispers of the other students.

I said with a huge smile as I stood beside him. He let go of the punching bag and smiled. "Good morning, my student," he smiled, ruffling my hair. "Nice Gi." He complimented, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Thanks, Sensei. Now, where do we start?" I asked. "Well, I took my time last night preparing a program for you. Since you already have a base knowledge of combat, we will start by testing your strength. Especially your core strength and breathing... see where your body is at."

“Ouch!” “You deserved it.” I stood and stretched. “So, sensei, what are we learning today?” “I’m not your sensei,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “And I’m not teaching you.” “Please,” I said, pouting. He looked at me, then sighed, returning to the dumbbells. He tilted his eyes toward me and then back to the dumbbell in his hand, his biceps flexing like they were mocking me. “That won’t work on me, you know,” he said with a scoff, barely glancing my way. “Talk to Lucian.” My lips parted, but my voice came out soft and shaky. “Lucian wouldn’t even listen to me right now…”

And now I’m the one feeling his stare burning into the side of my face. “Today we’re going to try something exciting.” Sensei says, folding his hands and sporting one of his mischievous grins that either means he’s gonna make us beat the shit out of each other, or he’s gonna beat the shit out of us himself. His sharp gaze scans through us like laser beams. “Think of it as a step further; a test of if you’re really ready to face danger; to face an enemy equal to you in combat, tactics and strength.”

At the moment, he was standing ten feet away from Cassian. As he stared at Cassian, he said slowly, "I'm older than you, so in a way, I'm considered your senior in the martial arts world. If I were to fight you under normal circumstances, others might view me as a bully. But since you've angered Mr. Landon Senior, I have no choice but to teach you a lesson."

While walking, he answered my questions. True to my word, I became a student the very next day. It wasn’t long before I earned status as the star student and was paired with Shen for demonstrations to new groups. He was an easy five inches shorter than me. His wiry physique looked to be no match against my lean, muscular, Nordic-type, body. Upon our first pairing, when I stood before Shen I was certain I’d learned enough to show him I was his equal. That was an arrogant misconception that I’d live to regret. What he lacked in size, he more than made up with skill and wit. I was quickly humbled. As time progressed, we were paired together more and more by his uncle. We eventually learned each

She actually can't win an argument against you. He was completely in spectator mode, as if none of this concerned him. I was so angry I could feel smoke rising from the top of my head. "Shane, do you think you look cool fanning the flames like this?"

No smile of recognition crossed his impassive features. ‘Good evening, sensei,’ she replied, equally formal, though her nipples tensed under her fighting suit. His fiercely masculine yet sensual good looks instilled in her a feeling of tranquillity on one hand and awoke her slumbering sexual passion on the other. His body was perfection. Now, like her, he wore a white gi, though his was girded by a black belt, as he was a third dan in the art, but she knew what he looked like naked. Besides being her master in karate, he lectured on oriental history and art. Karen had proved his most promising student. The opportunities for lovemaking had been legion.