Moon and Leaf (For Arisu)

[Leonid]

Yûto frowned as he watched he protegé reach behind her with her hand, instinctively trying to cover her bottom. On one hand, he was surprised that she actually had the gall to try to elude her punishment. She was so extremely rigid when it came to what people expected or wished from her that it really felt as if not even physical pain could shake it from it.

This wasn't bad at all. Some fight, some instinct of self-preservation still remained in her. On the long run, that would be more beneficial to her than mere training on movement, intfiltration or combat techniques.

He almost felt bad for not being able to complement her for that, but he couldn't allow that breach of authority. Each thing had its own time. This time was for punishment. If she truly desired to learn and improve, Yûto was confident he wouldn't be at a loss of time to compliment her on her advances, but that would have to wait. Her head needed order and structure more than her heart needed kind words, much as he could see how desperately she wanted it.

But of course, if teaching was easy, everyone would be doing it. As it was, only one thing could be considered "correct". Reaching for Hinata's hand, Yûto's fingers closed ina tight grip on the side of the hand, right over the wrist. With a firm tug, he twsited the wrist sidewards, not as forecefully as to cause a burst of pain, but enough to make her uncomfortable and pliant.

I know you are sorry now. That is how you are meant to be, after all. Remember, then how you feel now. And remember that this is your fault. I didn't come here to punish you, nor I asked those question so I could have an excuse to do so. You are in this position because you disobeyed a command, the first one I made. Only you could chose to do so, and this is the chance you made. Here, it will only get you a spanking. Out there, on a battle, a bad choice will cost you your life. I will not ask blind obedience, or that you never question my orders. But I WILL demand that you always face the consequences of what you do, good or ill. It's the only way you'll ever know what being free is.

With another tug, she twisted Hinata's arm behind her back, ot hurting her, but keeping her firmly pinned.

I know you have learned your lesson for now. But you still need to learn another. Never, ever, try to elude what you bring on yourself.

And with that, Yûto delivered four hard smacks in rapid succession, one right after the other, with all his weight behind each of them. With each new swing of his arm, he could feel Hinata's hips jerking, giving way under the sheer force of the blow. It was only four whacks, his hand falling over both cheeks at once, but he knew that to her, they must have cause more pain than all the previous spanking together.

You might cover yourself now. In the future, if your mistakes are grave enough, you might not be given that leniency. Now, I want to see if you are ware of what has happened here. Tell me why do you think you have been punsihed?

(OOC: Sorry for the long delay and the poor quality of the post. These days have been downright crazy with the family thingamajing and the overtime hours, and I finally realized I wasn't going to produce a suitable post any time now, so I had to settle with this so as to keep the story going. Please bear with me for a while)

[EmmaliaChan]

It seemed to stop for a moment as he eyed her, and Hinata felt the continuous heat of blushing on her face still lingering from being exposed. Suddenly, though, after what she could only suspect as a contemplative pause, he abruptly wrenched her wrist into a fairly uncomfortable position. It wasn't hurting her, exactly, but she felt something akin to a slight muscle cramp just above her elbow, and she squeaked a bit and frowned at the action.

Master Yuto explained his reasoning, and that those questions of his weren't pretenses to urge her into her first punishment; while that hadn't crossed her mind, it might, perhaps, have come up in her contemplations later on. Granted, she shouldn't have lied, and she shouldn't have disobeyed his order - Hinata knew better! But she had... She'd done what she'd always done, and tried to protect the feelings of another and restrained her own. It was second nature to bottle up her personal thoughts and opinions, always considering them worthless since she was a failure and a disappointment, always assuming that this fact made her not worth listening to.

However, this was the first time the midnight-haired girl had actually had any repercussions for it. Normally restraint seemed to work for the better, keeping everyone happy - besides herself, of course - and causing separate parties to believe she was pleased with whatever their opinion was, as well. It was strange to be punished for it... And, while she felt exposed and embarrassed and uncomfortably stinging, it felt a bit redeeming for her own white lies to end negatively.

Soon, his scolding changed from being about her disobedience to covering up and trying to shield her backside from his not-so-gentle-palm's assault. (Oh, that was a terrible pun... What had she reduced herself to, to think up that one?) So, she was supposed to merely accept her punishment, something she supposed she understood; if one were to commit a crime, what else could they do but accept what was going to be sentenced upon them? They'd asked for that hand of cards to be dealt to them, and they had to stand and face the music that played as a result. Finally, Hinata was beginning to understand what he was there for.

After four painful swats, which she yelped after each of, the trembling girl was sobbing harder, and trying desperately not to squirm. He stopped, thankfully, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she gratefully followed his orders and reclaimed an iota of her modesty by hurriedly tugging up both of her below-the-waist garments in one quick sweep. Turning to face him as he asked the question, as one hand idly rubbed her backside, and the other rubbed her teary eyes, she stuttered, "U-umm... I th-think I was punished b-because... B-because I disobeyed you... I-I'm so sorry, Master Yuto! It w-won't happen again!"


((OOC: It's totally fine! I figured you were busy~ And your post quality hasn't faltered in the slightest, it's just as lovely as all of those before it. n.n To be honest, if you think that lacked quality, I'd hate to know what you think of my crappy posts! e ue xD))

[Leonid]

It goes beyond just disobeying me, but it will have to do for now- was the reply in the brisk, inflectionless tone he had used the first time they met. It's a bit too early yet to start training you in the proper way of thinking.

He didn't seem to be about to give any explanations as to what that "proper" way would be, or how to achieve it. Watching Hinata uncomfortably shioft her weight, trying to accomodate and stand upright despite the sting in her backside, with her face flustered from embarassment and pain and her eyes full of tears, he felt like sighing again. She was indeed a frail thing, if even a mild hand spanking could reduce her to tears. This wasn't good for him, or for her either.

Still, he resisted the impulse. Impatience won't do her any good, and it was clearly not what she needed. She could put enough pressure on herself without him helping.

Let's try something easier, then. We'll need a quieter place to continue your instruction. Especially in case something goes amiss- the way he said that left little doubt about what could happen if that was the case, and why seclusion would be positive. Since we already need to move over the woods outside, I see no good reason to miss a chance to force you into a bit of action. You must meet me at the foot of the gingko tree right next to the West Gate. I'll leave enritrely up to you how to arrive there. It doesn't matter what you do, but be there before I arrive. Else, there will be consequences.

With this, Yûto jumped into the air, kicked a wall and, reaching the rooftop of a low building, used the momentum won by his previous motions to launch into an impossibly fast dash. In the blink of an eye, he was little more than a blur on the distance.

Let's see what you do now. Yûto knew he could win easily, but he wasn't interested in winning. He was interested on seeing what he would do. People will get very creative when dealing with the incommodities of a sore backside, and it will actually be pretty interesting to watch if, in doing so, Hinata found some way to exploit her better qualities and do something more intelligent than trying to compete in pure speed with him on a sore bum...