KeitaroÆs arms burned, as sweat poured from his body, he was just barely managing to hold his body up, his arms shaking so bad that he was forced down on his elbows, forehead brushing against the floor as he panted.
For two hours Batman had run him ragged, pushing him far beyond the limits heÆd thought heÆd had, all while Batgirl observed. Several times Keitaro had wanted to quite, had felt his body demanding that he just collapse, but he couldnÆt do it. Kara believed in him, had told him that he could survive this, and he was determined not to make her a liar.
ôWell?ö a gravelly voice asked.
Keitaro blinked sweat out of his eyes as he looked up to find to pair of dark boots standing in front of him. With what felt like a herculean effort he managed to sit back on his haunches, still panting and look up. BatmanÆs eyes narrowed as his lips maintained a straight line. Beside him, Batgirl folded her arms over her chest and stared at Keitaro for a long time. She nodded once.
ôHeÆs all yours.ö Batman turned, his black cape swirling around himá as he turned and strode from the room.
Keitaro watched him leave a sense of dread descending upon him as Batgirl stood in front of him, her mask unable to hide a wide grin
****
[Much Later]
Keitaro took a deep breath as Batgirl slammed the butt of her staff down on the ground multiple times. The hybrid knew the drill by now, and shifted stances, flowing through a different part of the kata at each loud bang. The young woman stopped, long before the kata's end and Keitaro froze in place.
Batgirl approached him, and roughly adjusted his current position, slapping his blocking hand up, sliding his leg back a bit and adjusting his body so that his form was perfect. She sighed staring into his face and gently poked him in the head.
"I know...focus." the Ronin sighed as his teacher stepped away to observe him. She raised a finger, twirling it once. Keitaro nodded as they began again from the top.
Keitaro had finally recovered from his recent pasting at the hands of Amazo, and had insisted that his lessons with Batgirl resume. So far things were going fairly well. His form was much improved, and his focus was getting better. Perhaps he wasn't doomed to a life of clumsy accidents.
Batgirl stopped and Keitaro froze in a horse stance, hands pulled in towards his waist. She moved in, correcting him as he kept his eyes focused on a point on the wall. However all that concentration went right out the window as she stepped in front of him placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed down. The goal had been to make him sit himself just a bit lower. That action had the unfortunate consequence of putting his face right on top of her breasts.
Keitaro immediately panicked and tried to pull away. Normally, Batgirl would've just let him go as he fell back, but that proved impossible as Keitaro's powers flared in response to his emotional state, sticking her hands to his shoulders. Thus Batgirl found herself being pulled along from the ride as Keitaro fell over backwards, landing atop him, and her breasts squishing his face as he squirmed underneath her.
Thinking quickly she reached out and grabbed her staff as Keitaro mumbled panicked apologies from his spot trapped underneath her and slammed the butt on the ground. Keitaro stopped, cleared his mind and regained control.
Batgirl sat up, straddling his waist and sighed as she looked down at her red faced student. "I...I am so..." she placed a finger on his lips and shook her head, before raising her hand to pat her chest "You're fault? But I'm the one who..." he stopped as she silenced him again. Her face scrunched up as she tried to figure out how she would explain this to him.
"She was standing to close to you." Both looked up to find Black Canary strolling into the training room, a look of amusement on her face. "She should've foreseen this happening when she encouraged you to sit a bit lower in your stance."
Keitaro turned and found Batgirl nodding, much to his surprise.
Black Canary stopped in front of the pair "Now, Batgirl, I want you to know that you have done a fine job getting him this far, but the League feels that he needs a teacher that can better communicate with him if he's to progress any further. So I'll be taking over."
Keitaro blinked as his now former teachers shoulders slumped. 'Huh she must really like being a teacher.' he surmised.
Batgirl nodded, turned to her former charge and again poked him in the head. The Ronin smiled "Right...focus." The two shared a chuckle as Canary observed allowing them this moment before assuming responsibility for Keitaro's training.
*****
Later Watch Tower Cafeteria
Cassandra Cain sat at a table, her chin resting in her hand as she stared out the window. She let out a sigh and shook her head. She missed her time with the Ronin already.
"Batgirl!" She looked up to find Keitaro approaching her, weaving his way through the small crowd of people spread throughout the cafeteria, with a chocolate cake in his hands. His bright smile a beacon to her eyes. "Batman has me doing research on the League of Shadows so I can't stay but..." he set the cake down in front of her "I just want to show my thanks for all you've taught me." his winning smile brightened as he bowed low to her before taking off, threading his way back through the crowd.
"Awww isn't he sweet!" Cassandra looked up to find Fire, the green haired Brazilian, staring at her with laughing eyes. Cassandra ignored her and sliced off a piece of her cake, took a bite and froze her eyes going wide.
"Heh, figures he can't cook still it was a nice..." Fire stopped talking as Cassandra moaned, "There's no way it can be that good." With Batgirl currently stuck in a state of euphoria she sliced off a piece for herself and took a bite. A good thirty seconds later she'd set her piece and fork down, grabbedá Cassandra by the shoulders and got right in her face "You marry him!" She demanded in her thick accent "I don't care if you have to smash him over the head and drag him to the alter! You marry that boy right now!"
Supergirl watched from across the room as other female leaguers, seeing Fire and Batgirl's reaction closed in on Cassandra's chocolate cake.á Batgirl had recovered and was desperately trying to defend her gift from the other women. Kara winced and mentally prepared herself to defend her friend from League women desperate to try his 'Death By Chocolate' Cake.
****
[Much Later]
Kara watched, none too happy as Batgirl and Ronin made aggressive movements towards one another. The stance of their bodies, the sharp movements of their limbs, and the intense gaze in their eyes, not managing to hide the smiles on their faces.
"Exactly HOW does this help Keitaro's training?"
Black Canary gave Supergirl a side glance before answering, just managing to hide her smile "Keitaro needs to learn to work in concert with a team, this training helps with that by starting him off with a single partner." The sultry siren watched with critical eyes as her two charges twirled around one another. "It's also a continuation of his...concentration training which is why I choose Batgirl to be his partner."
Kara's eyes Narrowed at the smile on Cassandra's face as Keitaro dipped her. "But...The Tango?"
Canary shrugged attempting to keep the amusement at KaraÆs reaction out of her voice. "They breezed through The Waltz."
"And why is Batgirl in a bikini?" Kara asked with a raised brow.
"A sport top and bicycle shorts is not a bikini. It's a modest tankini at best," Dinah defended with a poorly hidden grin.
"Canary~" Kara prodded with a Look.
"What? If you really want to help Keitaro get over his issues they should both be doing this naked. That would get him over his shyness and force him to confront several things at once. I just thought that would be a little too much for him at this point," Dinah responded with a smirk.
Kara thought it was rather mature of her that she held back her thoughts on Black Canary's suggested attire for the exercise before she stormed out of the room.
Once Kara was fully out of sight Dinah snorted to herself and muttered, "Not interested in him my fishnet-clad ass."
"I heard that," Kara shouted from around the corner at the end of the corridor.
"You could hear it if I was at home in Gotham and you were in Metropolis," Dinah shot back, even going so far as to stick out he tongue in Kara's general direction in case she was still watching the proceedings with X-ray vision.