FIC: Bleach: Like Lightning (Part 2) (Yoruichi & Soi Fong, G)
Title: Like Lightning (Part 2: In The Teaching)
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings/Characters: Yoruichi & Soi Fong
Rating: G
Word count: 224
Prompt: 034. Not Enough
Author's notes: I love Soi Fong so freakin' much, you do not even know. <3
Summary: She's never moved faster.
Soi Fong's foot arced gracefully through the air, hitting the training dummy square in the chest with a dull thud. The dummy crashed across the room, skidding into the back wall, and Yoruichi watched approvingly. "Better," she acknowledged. "But still..." Yoruichi slid in beside Soi Fong, deftly twisting her hands into the proper position and knocking her legs closer together.
"Pivot your feet more when you kick, and remember to tense only on impact. Again."
Obediently, Soi Fong snapped her leg out, scrambling to remember and apply every one of Yoruichi's suggestions. Unfortunately, she managed to pivot her supporting foot too sharply, barely clipped the dummy with her toe, and fell towards the floor.
Yoruichi flash-stepped in front of her and grabbed Soi Fong's biceps, bracing her young guard easily. Soi Fong pulled away and bowed abruptly, in an attempt to hide her virulent blush. Yoruichi just grinned.
"S'okay, Fongy," - Soi Fong winced at the mutilation of her new name - "You just need some more practice. Wanna keep going?" Soi Fong glanced up at her through dark bangs. Was she kidding? Of course she wanted to keep at it! She wasn't much use as a bodyguard if her charge was stronger than she was. "Well, okay then! Back into your position." Yoruichi stepped back once Soi Fong's limbs were properly arranged.
"Strike."
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings/Characters: Yoruichi & Soi Fong
Rating: G
Word count: 224
Prompt: 034. Not Enough
Author's notes: I love Soi Fong so freakin' much, you do not even know. <3
Summary: She's never moved faster.
Soi Fong's foot arced gracefully through the air, hitting the training dummy square in the chest with a dull thud. The dummy crashed across the room, skidding into the back wall, and Yoruichi watched approvingly. "Better," she acknowledged. "But still..." Yoruichi slid in beside Soi Fong, deftly twisting her hands into the proper position and knocking her legs closer together.
"Pivot your feet more when you kick, and remember to tense only on impact. Again."
Obediently, Soi Fong snapped her leg out, scrambling to remember and apply every one of Yoruichi's suggestions. Unfortunately, she managed to pivot her supporting foot too sharply, barely clipped the dummy with her toe, and fell towards the floor.
Yoruichi flash-stepped in front of her and grabbed Soi Fong's biceps, bracing her young guard easily. Soi Fong pulled away and bowed abruptly, in an attempt to hide her virulent blush. Yoruichi just grinned.
"S'okay, Fongy," - Soi Fong winced at the mutilation of her new name - "You just need some more practice. Wanna keep going?" Soi Fong glanced up at her through dark bangs. Was she kidding? Of course she wanted to keep at it! She wasn't much use as a bodyguard if her charge was stronger than she was. "Well, okay then! Back into your position." Yoruichi stepped back once Soi Fong's limbs were properly arranged.
"Strike."