Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161222002358/@comment-24714922-20161222010429

It was early morning and Takahiro was out running. In the last few months he’d made an effort to keep himself as fit as possible. This often involved early morning runs, fitness training and mental exercises along with the standard training of jutsu as should be expected of a ninja. Today, Takahiro wore his usual get up, a black sleeveless top, standard issue shinobi pants and black ninja tabi that left his toes uncovered. Around his neck was a leather necklace that let an Uchiha crest hang in the center of his chest. Taka had black, shoulder length hair that was often quite messy with eyes as dark as his hair. His skin was slightly bronzed and he had an athletic build standing at 5ft 5. There were signs of scarring on his chest but most was hidden by the shirt. Strapped to his lower back was a small tanto that sat horizontally with the handle reaching out to his right for easy access.

Today Taka was taking one of the longer routes he’d ever done which took him into a forest that most ninja assumed was another training ground. Even Takahiro, the Prince of the Uchiha had no idea who the grounds really belonged to. As he was running he caught sight of two other shinobi training. He took this as a cue to rest and catch his breath as he watched them train. Takahiro activated his Sharingan; his dark eyes turning crimson red with a single tomoe coming to view. He would be able to see the chakra signatures of these shinobi now as well as see their movements in almost perfect clarity though he still struggled with having his mind keep up with his eyes.

After a moment a third signature would come into view, smaller than the first two but not by much. Soon voices were heard as a female voice instructed the two men to leave the premises. Takahiro grinned sheepishly as it now occurred to him that he was basically trespassing. However the situation turned sour as the girl seemed to aggravate the pair. Taka cursed, not one to let someone fight on even terms no matter what he put his hands into the tiger seal and disappeared only to reappear between the girl and the aggressor. He grinned at her before turning around, drawing his tanto with his right hand in the process as he spun. The Sharingan allowed him to see clearly and he could almost predict where the man would be. The tanto would come to a halt right against the man’s neck, he red eyes staring directly into the man’s “You should listen to what she says” The man would be hit by a very basic genjutsu that would barely waste his chakra, showing him horrific images, his eyes would drift to the second and do the same “Of you go now”. The men would be horrified, even strong shinobi were affected by the genjutsu, more than likely they would run off screaming.

Taka would sheathe his blade and turn to face the girl “Sorry. I guess I’m trespassing as well right? I’ll get out if you want me too, though I’m surprised they reacted like that. Kinda pathetic” he would frown, his crimson eyes looking at her before fading to black again. “Oh sorry!” He held out a hand for her to shake “I’m Takahiro Uchiha by the way. Most people call me Taka. Though some prefer Prince” He seemed unimpressed by the term prince, like it was a bit of a hassle that he grudgingly accepted.



