"Made her angry, I guess." Akira shrugged as she walked away. not helping but to laugh. She was entertaining, to say the least. Oh well, he had tried to "help", so that was to be his good deed of the day. Not his fault she rejected it.

"Hehe, but of course." He answered to the other boy. "We don't want to disappoint sensei, after all." He added, walking off. [i]"Like his daughter does."[/i] He thought to himself, keeping himself from saying it out loud. Mustn't show disrespect, after all. He turned around, patting the handle of one of his wooden swords, heading towards the dojo.

"Sorry, Sensei Akihiro. Didn't meant to be late again, just enjoying the pound." He said as he enter, giving a small wave. He wasn't [i]too[/i] sorry, nor was he too late (again). But apologizing, he felt, looked good on him. Made him seem like he cared. Which he did, honestly, but one could not be blame for thinking he didn't!