Seikatsu

“Show no mercy, Akuma!” I jumped back out of breath and fell on my knees when I was pushed to the ground.
“Akuma! Get up!”
My real name was Katreena Lilith Sakura Roiyaru but my code name for our training division was Akuma, which, translated into English means demon.
“Come on Akuma, you gotta win this!!” my team shouted from the sidelines.
This was my life. I was trained by professional assassins and grew up in Kyoto, Japan in a secret village located in the middle of a huge forest surrounded by trees. My sensei was a pain in the ass* cheek who was constantly on my case, and my parents were almost never home. They were always out on “missions”.
You see, I’m not what you would call “normal”. My parents are assassins and raised me to be just like them. (If you’ve seen Ninja Assassin then you know what they do. And what I was training to do.)
“On your feet!” I got up and blocked the next attack then took the small chance I had.
The guy I was up against was at least a little over 200 pounds and 4 years older than me, but I had to win this battle.
I gathered all the strength I had and threw him against a tree. I heard a crack but knew it wasn’t the tree. I was sweating in places I shouldn’t and felt as though I would collapse in front of the whole class, but I stood strong. The guy I had thrown against the tree still didn’t get up and the medics went over to him. They looked up and shook they’re heads. This was what I had to do to pass the test. Kill. This is what made me top of my class. My sensei walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder with a pleased look on his face. I looked over my shoulder then turned facing him. I bowed down reluctantly to show whatever respect I had for him then walked to the showers. After my shower I decided to walk home. I still had to make dinner and my parents were expected home any time soon. As I was walking when a pair of arms wrapped around me.
“Hello beautiful.” I heard a familiar voice.
“Let go of me Itami.” I said pushing his arms off of my waist.
“Come on. Don’t be like that Akuma.”
“Like what?”
“You’re my girlfriend, you’re supposed to like that.”
“Shut the hell up. You cheated on me with Utahime.”
“I told you, it was an accident babe.”
“How in the hell do you fvkking “accidentally” have s * e * x with someone?! Get the hell away from me right now and maybe I won’t beat the c * r * a * p outta you.” he tried to grab me again so I pushed him against a tree and put my sword to his throat.
“If you touch me again, I swear Itami, I will not hesitate to kill you.” I hissed. I let go of him and started out for my house again. When I got there the door was ajar so I readied myself and pulled out my kunai. I slowly opened the door all the way and looked around. I saw nothing but still kept my guard up. I heard someone’s breathing from behind me so I turned and let my kunai fly. I saw the glint of a sword and heard it being withdrawn from it’s case. I jumped back into someone’s arms and tried to grab my sword but they held onto to me tightly.
“Calm down, Katreena. It’s just me.” a male voice said.
“Papa?!” I spun around and faced my father.
“Don’t forget about me my Kotori.” my mother came out from the shadows. (Kotori was her nickname for me meaning little bird.)
“Mama?!” I ran into their welcoming arms.
“What happened?! You were gone for almost a month! Where’d you go this time?” I sat them down on my bed and listened intently to their story.
“We went to Paris. There was a man there that we-” they told me all about how they assassinated the guy and everything. I know it sounds messed up, but this is how I grew up. Worrying about them when they’re gone and loving every moment I have with them when they get back. Most of the time they were gone for at least two months max.
“Enough about our trip now let’s hear about your training.” my father said.
“Let’s not.” I said pouring their tea.
“Come on Kotori, we want to hear all about it.” my mother said sipping her tea.
“Papa, Itami tried to come onto me again.” I said knowing that would take their attention away from my training.
“Did you do anything?” my father said with an angry tone.
“I threatened him, but, I can’t do much until sensei puts us together in battle Papa. The rules state-”
“I know, I wrote the rules. I think I’ll have a talk with him.” he said standing up.
“Papa, please don’t. I’ll handle it if anything comes up.” he relaxed and sat back down.
“Isn’t your birthday in a few days?” my mother asked, turning my father’s attention away from Itami.
“Don’t remind me mama.”
“I don’t get it. Every other young girl out there would be excited to turn 16.”
“Well in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not like every other young girl. My parents are highly ranked assassins wanted in 7 countries and I was trained by the top ninja assassin people, or whatever the hell they’re called, in the world! Besides, it only means I’m one year closer to death.”
“You’re just like your father. This isn’t what I imagined having a daughter would be like.”
“Not all people imagine having their parents kill people for a living.” I said sarcastically.
“All right. Time for bed.” my father said.
“I think I’m going for a walk.” I said.
“Take your sword, I’ll feel much more assured knowing you have your weapon on you.” my mother said.
“Way ahead of you mama.” I walked out and closed the door behind me.