Rivalry's about more than skill anyway. If you don't know that you do suck at being one. You just need to find your own coach. Even if it's not a real coach. As ling as they are some kind of light piercing the dark and keeping you from falling.
If that's what your rival's coach is to him you can't take that away.
I already have a teacher. The same person he learned under.
[It's part of the reason for his discontent: he feels like Minato replaced their teacher with someone else, just like he replaced Shuu as his teammate.]
When you say it's about more than just skill, do you mean sharing the same spirit and fighting to keep up with each other?
[Guess who remembered every word of that shounen speech.]
That's right. It's about that feeling when your eyes meet and you don't even have to say a word to know you're both thinking about that red hot fire in your chest. The feeling you get when you know it's supposed to be like this, like your souls have been meeting again and again since the dawn of time.
[ . . . ]
Something like that.
But I think you also need somebody who keeps that fire from going out when it's darkest.
[Shuu stares at the first text for a long time, taken aback once again by how strongly Masamune's words resonate with him; how it feels like someone just peered straight into his soul and spit his own feelings back at him. Finally, at long last... he's met somebody who Gets It.
(It figures that the only person who takes rivalry seriously enough for him would be the reincarnation of a fucking feudal warrior.)]
I know the feeling you described. That feeling like my body is on fire. I get it from competing with him, or from being under the same roof as him. Nobody else could make me feel that way.
[Then he gets to the second text, and... that's where Masamune starts to lose him.]
You think we need a third party to keep our rivalry alive? Is that what you're saying?
I don't know. Maybe it doesn't have to be. That kind of rivalry can exist..... You even said he was your teammate once didn't you? So you get the fighting against and fighting for in one package.
Something like that... it's too deep to really put into words. It's like some kind of instinct. Hmmmm..... OK In a fight you don't have time to think about words, right? It's all what comes most naturally so it's when a man is most honest. If saying it out loud didn't work then this is the only way that could get through soul to soul.
Archery will work. Ever since I missed, I've been working tirelessly to improve my technique. Things have been progressing smoothly. At this rate I'll be able to shoot through his heart one day.
Oh my god You sure you don't want to just fight him? How can you stand a rivalry that makes you wait and plan instead of just acting on instinct? Sounds awful. Like I would DIE
I'll always wait for him. The last time we were separated, it was incredibly painful, but I still had faith. I knew he'd return and show me his kyudo again. As long as it takes, I'll wait. What's important is not to lose sight of my motivation or my goal.
[This long and painful period of separation he's talking about was literally just two months, but shhhhh.]
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You just need to find your own coach. Even if it's not a real coach. As ling as they are some kind of light piercing the dark and keeping you from falling.
If that's what your rival's coach is to him you can't take that away.
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[It's part of the reason for his discontent: he feels like Minato replaced their teacher with someone else, just like he replaced Shuu as his teammate.]
When you say it's about more than just skill, do you mean sharing the same spirit and fighting to keep up with each other?
[Guess who remembered every word of that shounen speech.]
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[ . . . ]
Something like that.
But I think you also need somebody who keeps that fire from going out when it's darkest.
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(It figures that the only person who takes rivalry seriously enough for him would be the reincarnation of a fucking feudal warrior.)]
I know the feeling you described. That feeling like my body is on fire. I get it from competing with him, or from being under the same roof as him. Nobody else could make me feel that way.
[Then he gets to the second text, and... that's where Masamune starts to lose him.]
You think we need a third party to keep our rivalry alive? Is that what you're saying?
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What
No
[Would that make it some kind of rivalry threesome? The idea is intriguing, but- no, not what he's getting at!]
I mean your inner fire in general.
The light in your soul.
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The light in your soul. Okay, Shuu gets what he's talking about again. But there's one question that lingers.]
Why does it have to be a different person?
[It's same the question he's always struggled with. Why can't they just be everything to each other? He doesn't understand.]
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. . .
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I don't know. Maybe it doesn't have to be.
That kind of rivalry can exist..... You even said he was your teammate once didn't you? So you get the fighting against and fighting for in one package.
[His mind is being BLOWN TO PIECES right now.]
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[The Japanese word is yumitomo. It doesn't actually sound like "boyfriend." Though it still sounds dorky as hell.
Also please, don't encourage this!!!]
The person who lit up the darkness inside was definitely him. My whole world changed after we met. I haven't been the same since that day.
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...but he's gonna judge anyway.]
Bow friend lmfao
But that's a rivalry unlike anything I've known before. You're so lucky.
I don't think a falcon's going to do shit in this case. You should tell him.
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I already told him he changed my life and that I need him.
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But maybe not with arrows.
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Hmmmm.....
OK
In a fight you don't have time to think about words, right? It's all what comes most naturally so it's when a man is most honest. If saying it out loud didn't work then this is the only way that could get through soul to soul.
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[Shuu's also never thrown a punch in his life. He didn't even get into any playground scuffles during his childhood. Sheltered rich kids, man.]
But I understand what you mean about how actions can express more than words ever could. Shooting is like that for us.
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Especially since archery obviously isn't working here
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oh god hello from vacationland
hello from just-got-out-of-work land
Though, it may take a few years.
workland is the worst one ..
You sure you don't want to just fight him? How can you stand a rivalry that makes you wait and plan instead of just acting on instinct? Sounds awful.
Like I would DIE
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[This long and painful period of separation he's talking about was literally just two months, but shhhhh.]