Dark Ninja (Rated:G)

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The Sound Village was the creepiest village Night had been too. Why she decided to stay there, was well, lets say not her decession. Everyone here were snakes, they looked like snakes, even had their persanalities, cold blooded. She knew everything about the village and it's people. And when she heard who her partner would, she was even more thrilled about liveing in this village.

I sat in the slightly dark room, waiting to be given my team. I looked around shivering slightly. 'This place is so wierd! And people said that I was weird looking! I can't even tell the gender of these people!' I looked at them all. The cold blooded snakes who cared only for themselves and power. 'I can't believe that I was put here!' I jumped a bit as I came back from my thinking to see my stringy haired instructor pointing a finger at me. I looked over at the person who would be my partner for quite a while. I let out a heavy sigh as I saw who it was. 'Great! Kuroi Kira! Just the person I wanted to be with.'

I sighed again and stood to leave after the instuctor finished talking to us. I walked out of the dark room and waited for my new partner.
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Sorry Bijou! Didn't mean to make you wait!
 
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OOC: Riyo Shuichi is Miharu's slave xD If I must, I can fill up a character form for him, since he's (most probably) gonna be a permanent character...

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Miharu smiled at Shu, and after realising that he was not paying attention, she continued to look at the clutter at the center of the classroom. Kobayashi did not seem to notice the large amount of sound being released by the students. Two of the girls had even begun screaming, staring at each other as if they were ready to rip each others hair out. Miharu had already imagined this. She imagined one of them lunging themselves at the other, hands out, ready like claws. The other would crouch down low, then jump. What came after was a cartoon cliché, where there would be a cloud of dust that covers everything but fists punching out and feet kicking and stars and swirls.

Miharu laughed out loud at the thought of this. She quickly stopped, and turned her head to Shu, who seemed to be compelled by the movement, speech and actions of the other students. Then she had noticed that his chair was back-to-front. He leaned with his elbows on the back bit of the chair. Either this guy is quiet, or just likes to stare at people doing stuff, Miharu thought to herself. There was a barrier of silence between the two people. Miharu began to sweat nervously. The silence began to kill her inside, but she did not know what to say. She hoped the silence would end. But Shu remained quiet in his seat, observing his classmates.
"Hey, Raika..." At last, the barrier was broken.
"What is it? And you can call me Miharu, by the way." But just before she could give a sigh of relief, everything became quiet once more. Miharu sat there, staring at Shu. He eye-lids began to quiver in anxiety. C'mon, what is it! Spill it out, man! She shouted in her head.

"Eh… I forgot now." His voice sounded high pitched. Miharu nearly fell of her seat. Shu laughed slightly, before falling back into his tranced state as before. Miharu had laughed along with him. She smiled once more. She thought to herself, This guy is… Nice.
 
Taiki's eye twitched momentarily. "That looks painful- so, were you just born with bone hands or did you actually pull the skin off of them? You still haven't told me whether you wanted a drink or not." he pointed out, before chuckling. "What? Come on, you have to be kidding me. You really expect someone who has grown up with a family history of using deadly weapons, drinking alcohol regularly, and lives in an area where people are found skeletonized regularly to be intimidated by your little bone-hands? Though I must say," he grinned, "I had no idea Konoha had bloodlines this interesting. Most spectacular one I've heard of here is the Sharingan, but I believe the only user currently alive who still serves Konoha is not of the bloodline?" With that, he took another swig from the flask. Neither of his teammates had shown any reaction to his drinking of alchohol- and the bone-boy hadn't flinched when he fired the chain gun. That was good- it meant that neither of his team mates would freeze during battle, like some other genin he could name. Excellent.
 
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There was a strange chill in the air as Shiruba sensed the genin getting closer at an unmatched speed. He assumed it was a technique, either to speed them up or slow down (maybe even stop) time. He ruled out slowing himself down since he would still be able to see the world around him going on. No, this felt more like something that would happen in an instant.

Hmmm...Stupid genin are getting smarter. I think it's time to shake things up a bit... Forming a few quick seals while running, Shiruba focused the clean chakra in his pack to his hands.

Bunshin no Jutsu! With a small cloud of smoke that was quickly swept with the wind, a perfect clone if Shiruba stood on the rooftop behind him. Hopefully, that would distract his new squad for a few more seconds. If it didn't, then he'd still beat them to the hot springs and get to trade them in for a dog.
 
Kuroi sighed, and looked around. Why couldn't he have gotten that okay-looking girl over there who was wearing the Sound Cow-print? But she was probably naggy and weak. He glanced over to a guy who didn't look very friendly, but that wasn't an issue for Kuroi, who was just as unfriendly, though currently wallowing in his own self-pity. Not that he'd ever show it on his passive and bored face. Standing up quite silently, he made his way out of the classroom and simply gave his new partner a glance to say that he acknowledged her- if even in the slightest. The labryinth-like school was a pain to navigate, and as far as Kuroi was concerned, he was heading home. Mission's today? A nuiscance. He would consider going if his partner didn't turn out being as creepy as everyone else. And Kuroi's definition of 'creepy' fell underneath almost every single umbrella in sight. Be it happy and cheerful, sneaky and sly, or moody and lonewolf, Kuroi thought "Creepy" was just about everyone but himself.

Goes to show how high on his throne he was, even though he was certainly the one frowned upon in the Kira Clan as a not particularly talented successor, as compared to his father who had become a Chuunin just because he was too damn smart. As for this failure, Kuroi was still a genin, and he got an annoying amount of whispers. Of course, they stopped immediately when Kuroi's angry yelling voice rang throughout the normally deathly silent estate, ordering them as rudely as possible to "Shut, up."

Scaling the steps up from the underground school, Kuroi stood in the almost sunshine of Sound, most the light being blocked by thin grey clouds that hung wispfully over the sky, shrouding Sound in black at night, and in dim at day. Shoving his hands from folded position into his pockets, he glared up at the sky, not even needing to squint at the clouds which let very little light penetrate them, even for how thin they were. It was worse then home, with all these snake people around. At least the Hunter-Nin masks made Kira's look less like snakes and more like... statues...

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The ticking clock seemed to be loud as ever, and Hikaei was already shifting uncomfortably in her seat, under the weary gaze of an instructor that was too old for his job. His gnarled hands almost blended in with his equally distorted wooden cane, if it weren't for his pale sickly looking skin. His thick white bushy brow's hid his kindly eyes, but I knew his eyes were on me, as his face had it's attention all on the lone girl who sat in front of him. The rain almost seemed drowned out by his seriousness, and Hikaei couldn't help but jump when he suddenly said, "So he has decided to come. I wasn't sure if he would, the boy is so irresponsible."

"I'M HERE." A boy with bright blonde hair and huge green eyes yelled, soaked to the bone but walking with extreme grace. Hikaei's eyes widened and he blinked as well, "...A... A noble?" He said, almost repulsively.

"Hikaei, do meet your new partners, Tsuyoi, and Hayaii." Partners? A moody looking boy with narrow green eyes and just as blonde hair as the first glared at Hikaei, who promptly began to tremble. The boys looked at least a good year older then herself, and the mean one didn't look too happy to see her.

"Nobles are weak Old Man, I thought we told you to pick a commoner for us?" The boy grumbled, and Shoru-sensei ignored him to the fullest, "As you can probably already tell Hikaei, the angry one at the door is Tsuyoi, and the other is Hayaii. They're twins, but quite different, in all but one way." Shoru gave Hikaei a pitying smile again, and continued, "They hate nobles." Hikaei's entire framed collapsed from sitting up straight and proper and she let out an unladylike groan. Hayaii, with his short spiky blonde hair looked really awkward while Tsuyoi continued to glare his heart out.

"Er- I'm sorry, we just uh- Aren't used to being around nobles, maybe, you could show us a better side?" Hayaii choked out, obviously forced, and Tsuyoi snorted, turning and leaving, his sleek long hair pulled into a stubby ponytail on the base of his neck. As far as Hikaei was concerned, Hayaii looked just as noble as she did, if even, more, dressed in his mandarin collar silver shirt with his black slacks and flexible slip-ons, with lean muscle that was only visible if you squinted.

"That's alright," Hikaei sweatdropped, standing up, abruptly and clumsily, "Uh, I should probably um, get back home..."

"O-oh," Hayaii mumbled, "Ri-right, uh, Tsuyoi! Aren't you going to see her...off... Tsuyoi?"

But the boy dressed in the white sleeveless undershirt that showed off a good amount of muscles and flowing black karate pants was already gone. Hayaii sighed, and ran a hand through his dripping hair, "Tsuyoi... uh... doesn't really have a problem with expressing his opinion." Hayaii turned bright red and stammered, "N-Not that that means that your mean or a-anything like that, s-so don't take it like that okay? Ts-Tsuyoi is just a jerk, so uh, just ignore him, okay?" Hikaei sweatdropped, and decided that Tsuyoi was a person who was sure of his words, while Hayaii.... wasn't.

"That's quite alright, I take no offense. But if it patches it up any, I'm... not really... um... well, that is..." It was Hikaei's turn to stammer, as she didn't really know if she was ready to admit it to Hayaii, or herself. It was almost a decade now, and it'd been easy to deny it. But was it worth it for the peace of her new team? No.

"Well, nevermind. I'll see you some other time then?" Hikaei gave a smile, and Hayaii stared at her in confusion before muttered "Y-yeah...-" But Shuro interuppted with a heavy, "No." Hikaei and Hayaii both whipped around, having totally forgotten about the old man, who said, "Your first mission is to seek out Tsuyoi and bring him to me. I want to have a word with him about his new team." Hayaii sighed, and nodded, "That's okay with me then. Should we er... bring him back alive?"

"You wouldn't be able to take him down." Shuro put it bluntly, but said, "Hikaei, I advise you not to let tradition get the best of you. He is not a danger to Rain, he is not leaving. Disable him, if you would, and let Hayaii haul him back. Tsuyoi is at least four times slower then Hayaii, you should be able to get him at a good angle." Hearing Shuro's warning against 'tradition', Hayaii eyed Hikaei with curiousity, something Hikaei had been taught was something instilled in commoners. She nodded and whipped out of the classroom, Hayaii at first completely gone from her sight, then next to her saying, "I'll go ahead and try to talk some sense into him." With a thumbs up, he dashed off yelling back, "Don't get too wet princess, or it'll be on our heads!"

Hikaei slowed and blinked. Princess? Shaking her head, she decided that they must've met a pretty weird noble family.
 
"they arent just skeletal" I said, my hand shooting off and grabbing the fask, returning to my wrist. "their puppets of sorts, and my weapons" I added, putting a bone in it to seal it and tossing the flask back to him, the bone returning to my weapons pouch once he had caught it. I grabbed the chain sticking out of the wall next to my head and pulled it out quickly, inspecting the chain. "high quality....very high...but easily broken when hit at a certain pont.....here" I said, pointing to a spot on one of the links. "if its hit here, even with something as fragile as a bone, the link can be broken, be wary of this" I said, turning away and dropping the chain, returning my glove to my wrist and re attatching the cuffs that held it to my sleve.

((technickly, he didnt remove his gloves, but ok *shrugs*))
 
As the two-man team got closer to their sensei, Ason had noticed something up ahead. "A poof of smoke?...This village is hopeless. Lexon no jutsu!" Using this technique, Ason began to levitate himself. "Ok, lets see, which way is Shiruba and his clone going?" While looking for Shiruba, Ason saw steam coming from a close spot. "Oh, well this makes thing's heck of alot easier." Ason lowered himself and put his hand on Mokutou's shoulder. "Tenka no jutsu!" The two then disappeared into a flash of light and soon reappeared at the hot springs. Ason looked around for Shiruba and made a joke. "Hm, are we late?"
 
Mokutou lowered his head and chuckled alittle. "Ha. I told you not to mess with us." He then put his face near Ason's ear and whispered: " you know what's funny? I could of already known it was a fake because it wouldn't make vibrations nor footsteps I could hear." He lifted his face, showing Shiruba. "Now, when do we get to the tougher stuff?" "I already want an A or S-rank mission to prove that us kids are more powerful than him." He took his hand of Ason's shoulder and backed up where he can feel the vibration of his heartbeat. "Hmmm, my sense of touch is becoming more sensitive than usual."

OoC| What I mean by the hearbeat thing is: act if everyone is a tree so the heartbeats go down to their feet, acting as roots to the ground and giving mokutou the feild of sight although he can't see. If you don't get it I'll explain it more later as we keep doing this RP.
 
Shiruba couldn't believe his eyes. The genin had beaten him to an area that they didn't even know he was going to. It infuriated him to the point of going right past them. Fueled by the sole emotion of anger, he performed a single hand seal.

"Kawarimi no Jutsu!" The chuunin then jumped in the air and disappeared, a pebble taking his place. He appeared in the air right outside of a shop, and disappeared again without touching the ground. He kept this up, managing to pull off the next Kawarimi no Jutsu before hitting the ground. Within a few seconds, he was standing on a pool of water right outside of the village walls.

That should stump them...The teleporting one shouldn't have much chakra left, so he can't do that time-slowing thing much longer. And the other...Hopefully, I'm out of range of his techniques as well.
 
I stood there a little stunned, but I guess I should've expecteded it. Kuroi was an arrogant person, thought very highly of himself, at least that's what he showed. I watched Kuroi walk off with giving me only a glance. 'This is going to be soo fun!'

I walked out of the very confusing building, expecting to walk into bright sunlight, even preparing my eyes for the bright shock of it. Outside was just about as dark and gloomy as inside, and the people just as weird and creepy. I walked through the dark streets, people just walking right by me and not even careing. Of course, nobody in Sound ever cared about other people. I didn't notice them or even cared about them either, this wasn't my village, it never would be.

I walked into a desolate and gloomy apartment-like room, sighing as I saw it. 'Welcome to nothing like home!' I plopped down on my twin bed, the matress sinking as I sat. I looked around at the pitful room. "This place is nothing like home. It's so depressing and cold. I don't anybody and I don't care about any of the them. Why, why did I have to be stuck here!" I yelled at the bleak emptiness. As soon as I yelled that, my family popped into my mind. I dropped my head, "I know why I'm here, it's for you. It's too pay this pitiful village back for what they did to you!" I whispered softly as I went back to happy memories of my family. I looked over at their picture and got up.

As I walked out the door to meet my sensei and new team member I quitely whispered to the picture, "Guess I better make the best of this, it'll be over soon." At this I walked out the door into the cold, dark day, smiling to myself just thinking about the destruction that would come to this village when I got done with it.
 
Kobayashi coughed. The group of people in the center of the classroom dispersed. By now, Miharu had realised that any sound or cough Koba-sen, as some call him, makes, the class quickly responds by returning to their seats obediently and being quiet. The sound of moving chairs and almost slient whispers filled the air. Both Miharu and Shuichi stood up, returned the chairs they had used to their proper place, and walked back to their seat. Miharu gave a slight wave goodbye to Shuichi, who replied with nothing. He was still staring at the location of where the clutter of people were. His dark red eyes showed that he was in focus. Even when he sat down in his seat, he still looked at the location of his classmate's gathering. Miharu kept staring at him, as if trying to find a way to get his attention. Suddenly, as Miharu was pulling her seat, Shuichi looked straight into her eyes. Miharu, slightly shocked as she was, kept staring. His eyes were so 'charming', that she could not look away. It was like staring at a hyptonist's pendulum.

Koba-sen coughed once more. Miharu snapped out of her trance, looking directly at Koba-sen. Then she looked around the class. Everyone had been seated, and looking at her. Blood rushed to her cheeks as she sat down. She blushed in embarrassment, and tried to hide her face away from the other people. And as if the point of interest had suddely just disappeared from Miharu, everyone looked away from her, mumbled for a bit, then looked back to the front of the classroom.

Glad that the commotion was over, Koba-sen stood up from his seat. And just as he did so, the students sat up straight in their seats, including Miharu. Koba-sen coughed again, and the students straightened up even more. Koba-sen opened his mouth, as if to say something. All the students leaned forward, eager to hear what he has to say. One of the students, a generally large one, even held his breath. But then, Koba-sen's mouth closed, and he scratched his head, as if he forgot what he was about to say. Everyone relaxed for a moment. Miharu looked at Shuichi, who was looking out of the window, into the open air. Or he may have been looking at something else, as Miharu could only see the back of his head.

"Okay..." Everyone leaned forward once more. Miharu's attention was quickly directed back at Koba-sen. "I think we're done here." He looked around the classroom. "Yes... I think we're done. Now go along and do whatever it is you kids do nowadays."
 
"This guy is really getting on my nerves.The test was to fallow him to the hot springs without falling behind and we did that. So what's the point of still fallowing him? Why don't we just train by ourselves, I mean if we keep this up then we won't have trained at all today." Ason said while walking over to the hot water. Ason then put his arms straight out in-front of his body and focused his chakra on the water. Suddenly a flash of light in the form of a sphere came around a portion of the water. "Yes! Now, again." He focused his chakra on the water again but this time he did it after building up chakra. Then a full sphere of light came around the water. "Yes, I did it, I made a forcefield! I'll call it...Feonakon no jutsu. (Fe-on-a-con) I wonder if Shiruba will ever find out that we aren't fallowing him? Kinda funny if you think about it."
 
"Well, you found the 'weak point'- but it doesn't break there, no. The only weak point on this chain is the firing mechanism itself. That link, despite all appearances, happens to be the strongest part of the entire chain. You should keep this to yourself- I know more about chain weapons right now then you'll know in your entire life, I wager. Anyway, this isn't my only weapon. I've got a much stronger model that you haven't seen yet." Taiki grinned, tapping the firing mechanism. The chain flew backwards into its holder, just in time for Taiki to pose the question. "So, who the heck are we under again? The suspense here is killing me, and I'm kind of wondering when the heck he's gonna show up. Or she. She is good too." he added, before replacing the hip flask. "If they aren't here in... five minutes I'm leaving for ramen. I didn't come to Konoha to starve." he pointed out.
 
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"i actually agree with you" I said, yawning lightly "And ill be fine as long as its not that stupid copy ninja kakashi....his routines have become so well known it wouldnt be a challenge.." I added, yawning again and jumping out of the window and onto the grass outside, sitting under a tree and waiting, seeing a single spirit float by, usual for a day like this. I looked back into the classroom, that guy bragging wasn't his strongest point...and one of these days that pick-pocketing habit could get him into trouble. Say one of these times he tried that, and ended up grabbing a lit paper bomb that had just been layed there. He would have ended up hurting himself just for a few measly coinds or some kunai.
 
Mokutou heared the pebbles fall onto the ground as he also heard the flash of light on the water. "I wonder if I can make a jutsu. Maybe I can make a jutsu that can make me see for at least a few seconds before I become blind again." He then motioned his head towards Ason and swung slowly the Kusanagi. "Ason-kun, do you know a technique that can make me take a photographic memory picture of this world and enter my mind before it disappears?" He the felt that the vibration of Shiruba gone out of distance. He wondered if he was able to make his curse into a blessing. He closed his eyes for a second as he thought of his god before opening them again.
 
Shiruba could feel the chakra of a different jutsu close by. It was the same that came from one of the two idiots he was supposed to be training. Judging by the fact that it wasn't moving and it felt kind of thick, he assumed it was a defensive maneuver that kept him from a small area. If it was a larger area, like the village, it would have thinned out. Either way, it was a chance for him to train.

What to do...? The genin don't care where I am, and everyone else thinks I'm testing them. I have some free time. Perhaps I should start by taking down this annoying barrier. Shiruba walked over to the village wall and focused his chakra to his hand. Reaching out, he could feel the chakra barrier had solidified harder than steel. With a sigh he stepped back and looked up, wondering how far it went.

"These kids have some amazing chakra...This big AND thick? Wow, I may have to use three breaths." With a grin he removed his respirator and inhaled deeply. The chakra began draining from the shield, and he could feel his lungs filling with it. It would have poisoned him if he wasn't immune to it in his current state. Since his lungs were redesigned for chakra, it was just like air to him. He swallowed and covered his mouth with the muzzle for a second to exhale, then did it again. He drained the rest of the shield with a small breath, and put the muzzle back on.

No more chakra to bother me...Although, I would have absorbed it all through my pores eventually. Oh well, the deed is done. Now then, were was I? Oh yes. Training. With the barrier out of his way, Shiruba returned to the pond and began doing push ups on the water's surface while slowly absorbing the spiritual energy from a tree nearby.



((NOTE: Shiruba is slowly learning Chakra Kyuin no Jutsu (Chakra Absorption Technique). This is not a technique that anyone can learn, more like a special ability. Being in the state he is, Shiruba is able to learn this.))
 
Ason put his hand to his mouth and began to think about his day's back at the dark village. "Hm, I kinda remember something but, I never got it right. Well, there is one technique that lets other's see what the user see's, it' called eye transfer jutsu, but I never finished learning how to do it. But, i'll try." Ason stretched his right hand to his right and put his left hand next to his face while leaving his index finger and his middle finger up. "....More,....now! Eye transfer jutsu!" Ason's eye color had gone straight to white while Mokutou's stayed white. "Well, did it work, can you see what I see?"
 
"One thousand nine hundred ninety-nine...Two thousand!" Shiruba collapsed on the water out of exhaustion. He had a nearly unlimited supply of chakra from the gathering system his respirator used, but lacked the stamina to go on. Laying on the water, facing the fluffy white clouds, he began wondering how he had gotten in the position he was in; A respected chuunin being put down by a couple of show-off genin who had just graduated from the academy. They had talent, no doubt, but they also had attitude. One day that attitude was going to get them killed.

Why am I worrying about them getting killed? If they die, it'll most likely be at my hand. The idea of some high-ranked violence was amusing to Shiruba. He hoped that they would get kicked out of the village or leave on their own so he could hunt them down and slaughter them. In dumb challenges like the one he had made up, there was a chance they would win. In a fight to the death, though, it'd be over in a four minutes; One of him poisoning them, and the other three of watching them die slowly. Draining their chakra first would be more fun, of course.

"Well, this is getting dull. Time to collect the brats and go do some missions." Shiruba pulled his legs back so his knees touched his chest, then sprang up and landed on the earth. He lazily made a few hand seals, then touched the ground with his fingertips.

"Hiraishin no Jutsu: Leaf!" Shiruba instantly appeared at the gate of Konoha, and began walking in. There were some people he knew leaving for a mission, so he waved and wished them luck. However, he had other things on his mind than having his comrades come back safe. He wanted to put those brats in their places.



((Hiraishin no Jutsu: Leaf (Flying Thunder God Technique: Leaf): The TRUE teleportation jutsu, designed by the Fourth Hokage. The user leaves a special seal in an area, which allows them to teleport to that place in an instant. This can also be applied to weapons.))
 
My hands in my pockets as I waited, sitting on the railing that stood around the rooftop of whatever building we'd been assigned to meet our sensei at. I looked up, hearing footsteps. I cursed myself for having spaced out and realized at such a late time that our sensei had arrived. He gave me the normal Sound smile that everyone seemed to give, the kind that made you squirm, but this once didn't make me flinch. He certainly looked snakey, but who was to say that his hair, which was stringy, like the instructor's, but not quite as long, instead, somewhere around his chin. He didn't look dangerous, to say the least. His skin wasn't pallid, like the others, it was just pale. Pale and kind of chalky looking. He wore a usual outfit, the black vest, with his forehead protector loosely tied around his neck.

"My name is Hachino Ginjirou," Hachino-sensei said in a strangely low rolling baritone voice instead of the strange nasally voices nearly everyone I'd met so far had, "I will be your sensei from this day forward. It seems as if they like to pick on me, giving me the team that's missing one, but I'm sure you'll work hard to make up for the missing person." He waved, even though I was like, three feet away from him. It wasn't hard to tell why all the other adults picked on him and made his life difficult. Just looking at him made me wonder whether he was a native of Sound.

I didn't respond, simply blinked and he smiled even wider, saying, "Ahhh, I think we're missing someone, are we not?" His cheerfulness in contrast to everything else in Sound made me want to puke. I would've preferred a creepy sensei who would stab our guts out the minute we stepped out of line or did something wrong. I swear this guy was mentally retarded.

"We're missing... some girl." Like I would bother to remember her name. I wanted out of this team as fast as possible, but the elder would say that it was good to build teamwork characteristics (and when did Kira's use teamwork?), and cooperation skills. What, a, nightmare. Oh, Night. That's right, her name was something like that. Not that I'd ever call her by her first name without a title. That would mean we were friends, and just the thought made me want to shudder at more then just Hachino-sensei, who was bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet.

I could feel my stomach lurching just watching him. If he wasn't aware of the fact that I would leave the minute he started whistling, I bet all my birthright that he would've started whistling, "I've Got a Drop of Sunshine in My Pocket".

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Sighing, I sat down, and Tsuyoi, boredly fanning himself with a white paper fan provided by our new sensei, was averting his gaze from me determinedly. Hayaii was listening to our Kikari-sensei introduce herself, and if anything, she seemed to be able to make a joke out of everything. Tsuyoi looking like a wet dog, Hayaii being like a toothpick because he was so thin and me? Pretty like a lily, which made me heat up even more then Tsuyoi had. Though, me in embarrassment, and Tsuyoi in annoyance. Kikari-sensei was very pretty, curvy, wearing a Jounin vest that was navy and matched her longsleeved, turtle-neck mini-dress, her brown hair clipped up into a choppy bun on the back of her head. She oddly enough wore a pair of strappy heels, and Tsuyoi didn't seem to be too impressed.

"I'm Jorushi Hayaii, this is my twin brother, Tsuyoi, and this it uhm..." It seemed hard for him to spit it out, and I flinched at the fact, "Sh...Shioko Hikaei."

Kikari-sensei totally blew off the tense atmosphere, saying, "Oh good! You already know each other's names!! Well then, since it's rainy outside, we'll be doing some good fashioned training in the underground training grounds, how's that? Just so I can get a feel of what you three are good at?" I immediately thought of healing. But what good would that do in battle? I blinked and felt Kikari-sensei grab my wrist and soon enough I was standing in a wide arena that was scattered with bushy desert-like plants, while Tsuyoi blinked, just as surprised as me. Hayaii soon showed up, and jumped when he realized he was somewhere totally different.

"Hayaii vs. Hikaei, begin!" Kikari-sensei said abruptly, and I gaped, narrowly avoiding a sweep kick to my feet. Hayaii was fast. Faster then fast. I could barely keep up with him, and his cheerful smile kept unnerving me, like he thought it was a game.

"STOP!" I shouted really loudly, making Tsuyoi blinked, and Hayaii stop abruptly. I took the chance I stab two fingers into the pressure point at his legs, but he realized that I had taken his surprise as my advantage and jumped out of the way by way of his still usable right leg. I sighed and wiped my brow, Hayaii on a good 20 feet away freaking out about his leg, while Kikari-sensei grinned, "Good! Tsuyoi, Go on!"

I trembled like crazy and collapsed, my knees clattering like crazy. Tsuyoi made a disgusted face, and unclenched his fists, "You're pitiful." He spat, and I froze.

"A pitiful child. Not worthy of carrying the Kira name, for sure."

My entire frame collapsed, and I felt like I was suffocating in memories of that day- "Dara!", I gasped for air, A silent room, with everyone staring at me, appalled, Tsuyoi was shaking my shoulder, with Hayaii limping towards me on one leg, "LEAVE!!" I flinched when I heard the voice bellow and radiate in my mind, Kikari-sensei smiling down at me, Hayaii asking Kikari-sensei what in the world she was doing, and then...

Nothing.
 
"Hmph , well , I was hoping for Kurenai , but... We got stuck with fuzzy brows over there..." I said as I pointed my thumb behind my back towards Might Guy. "Alright kids what's going on over here?" He asked. I turned around to see Guy in front of me. "Nothin' really. Just a little commotion here." I pulled out a kunai and froze it. I put it on the table and made it stand its ring.

"As you can see , I'm from the Furisama clan. I'm Furisama Daisuke. Son of Furisama Endozan , the Furisama clan leader. *foooo(deep breath)* Hyaaah!!" I karate chopped the frozen kunai , shattered it , and stood there grinning. My hand was bleeding from the impact but I covered my hands with ice to protect them from the blade. "And I'm ready for anything!" I shouted as I let out an evil , wide grin. "Well , Daisuke. Let's put this energy to the test. Everyone in my team , we're gonna do 50 laps around the village!" Guy-sensei said. My mind saw this as an easy task and I replied. "Well , Guy-sensei. I'm ready for your 50 laps! Bring it on!"
 
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