Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27964908-20160317030435

Dageki: The temperature was stable for the first time in weeks, rain had ceased and the storm-born island where the walls of Kirigakure stood was finally getting a break. Winds blowing softly, field of vision more than a few feet in front of one's face; things seemed to be looking up. The darkened mist still thickened over a morning dew, and the sun trying to peer through its thickness failed and was only allowed to cause faunt glimmers, spotlights of the sun shining luminously through the array of dismemberment. He had waken up just a few hours earlier, and was spending the most of the time since he had opened his eyes silent, looking out of his window with eyes of purification, distilled, fixing' to heal a broken world, a broken village. With dreams and a future, and a lust for strength, the young shinobi started each morning the same. First, washing, profusely; he was a stickler for cleanliness. Afterwards he robed himself in his favorite house clothes, a light blue kimono and some beige shorts that stopped just above his knee. They were silk in terms of material, a fine-crafted pair, that gave him such freedom that felt as if he didn't have any on at all. Afterwards, he fed himself; for by the time he would wake up his parents and brother would have been long gone by now. His father was a former special operative, so sometimes he could be very dark- leaving that life in the past, he now worked in an office on one of the many floors of the large Mizukage building. His mother however, was a patrol; it was her duty to be at the gate from almost sun down to sun up. His brother was too busy on his road to success, mission after mission. Sometimes, he didn't show at home for days. He shook his head at the previous thoughts, in discontent with how things functioned around here. He was often somber, lips puckered straight to seem expressionless, with an insurmountable quantity of rage and fury quelling inside of him. Silent, but deadly; he felt it was better that he didn't talk. In fall actuality, the only people who hear his voice the most are his two friends, Karihime and Kaiori, the people he spent most of his time with; In fact, all of it. He often expressed his theories, fears, wants and needs to these two, because they seemed to be the only two that had an interest in listening. The three of them have long been rivals and friends, even with they pursued the career as a shinobi far before entering the academy, running around with wooden kunai and katana, blades of wheat and weeds used as weapons, smaller rocks as their shuriken; along with their make-believe jutsu in-hand. They were inseparable. As the fog had began to slowly sink off of his window, flowing down to the pane in the form of condensation, he knew exactly what time of the day it was without having to check. His head was still stricken by nightmares and visions of what he had to do to graduate, looking over the the bed he glanced at his forehead protector in disbelief, as if it was a symbol in some sort of loss in identity. Shuttering at his thoughts one more, he seemingly snapped out of his every-morning daze, shaking off all ill-minded thoughts before proceeding with his day. Walking over to an oriental style wardrobe, he opened it slightly, only the door on the left, in order to reveal a pre-set out outfit, wrapped in ribbons as if a present. His mom had done this anually, pressing his close and placing them in his storage place every time there was a special event; as if he wasn't capable of doing it himself. He smiled slightly at the sight, and pulled the layered clothes and gear alike out of the closet. Next to the wardrobe was a night stand, or a miniature table. Leaned up against its wooden surface was a Gumbai, a smaller non-folding fan Draped in an indigo-painted wood with metal gold trimming on the outside of it, a large red circle painted in the middle of it, and a long iron rod going straight through it vertically, leading to a bandage-wrapped handle. He placed his clothes on the bed before removing his kimono and shorts, now only in his undergarments. He first grabbed his rolls of bandages, and began wrapping his ankles first, then started on his wrists- securing them all tightly. Following suit, he grabbed his grey flak pants, that stopped just above his shin, a few inches under the knees. On the left leg was a pouch, strapped to his thigh by a buckle. Next he put his head and arms through a sleeveless shinobi flak top, that was threaded with fishnet towards the lower-waist portion of it, soon overlaying it with a battle-kimono, beige in color that flowed freely but covered him up just the perfect amount that he needed it to. He grabbed a teal scar, wrapping it firmly around his neck as the tail of it draped down his torso. Grabbing a black cloth, he wrapped it around his head, this time, allowing it to cover his left eye. This was something he did to hone himself. He called it "keen-eye" training. By constantly giving himself a blind spot by limiting his vision to one eye, his vision while using both his eyes is enhanced greatly, allowing him to be even more perceptive than he naturally is. He grabbed the forehead protector, but tied it in such a way that the two lengths of cloth didnt overlay each other, or cause him to sweat too much. Tilting his headband to the side, it now face front- on the left side of his head. His lime green eyes peering in front of him, a reflective lens showing his exact image though inverted. Grabbing his fan, he placed it into the small holster that was built into the back of his belt, securing it tightly. Walking over to a desk just on the other half of his room, he grasped a parchment that was placed lightly on top of it, reading it for his possible 5th time. | "Location - Pick and Choose!" | It wrung in his head for days after receiving it, and he didn't quite understand. Kirigakure was famed for its odd customs in terms of handling genin but this was a complete mystery to him; he had absolutely no idea where to go on such an important day; on a day to meet both is sensei and his teammates. Exhaling deeply once more, he had come to realize that someone clearly thought this was a joke. But, nevertheless, he'd try at it anyways. He left his home; closing the thin metal gate behind him as his back foot crossed the threshold. Before actually leaving the area though, he simply stood in place for a few seconds; looking in all directions while scratching his head, not having the slightest clue where to go. Before long he shrugged his shoulders to himself and began pacing not too far away from his home, down the left road, pass the shops, behind the academy and down to a small riverfront, an estuary which led out to the ocean, though a shore of gravel and stone cleared wide and surrounded by trees was where him and his friends always hung. He felt as if they told him to go where he pleased and this was literally, his favorite place. If Kaiori and Karihime happened to get the same letter; it'd be quite funny to see them come here too, to a place where they spent a lot of their time. But as of this moment, no one was here, not even a soul. The only sound was the wind howling through the leaves of the surrounding trees, and the small waves crashing against the stone cost. Wakitoras: Kirigakure, a village known for being hidden in the mist and its barbaric behavior amongst its people. It was no place for the weak and ironically enough no place for the powerful; for that the village has a history for eradicating those of “fearful abilities”. The village almost always looks gloomy with consistent gray/grey skies and thick mist that oozes around the village in an eerie fashion. Today was no exception to this description. The sky was sunless, no trace of sunlight appeared beside the small sun spots that were formed by the struggling rays of illuminating waves attempting to pass through the clouds. There was a soft breeze that was a product of a hard storm that blew throughout the village. The floors and buildings were still wet and not much people were out on the streets. It was the chirping of birds leaving their nest and burrows from the storm that woke Karihime up. He was a very light sleeper; the small buzzing of a fly could wake him up from some of his deepest sleeps. A stretch and a soft yawn was the start of his day before he got out of his bed. His mother barged through his door with a big smile on her face to give her son a loving good morning. Upon entering his room, she covered her eyes and jokingly said “eww put on some clothes” for that Karihime only had his undergarments on from sleeping. Karihime gave a soft laugh while scratching the morning crust out of his eyes as he walked over to his dresser. “hmm, what’s this”, he said with a little confusion as he picked up a parchment that laid on his dresser top. “kari-kun, what’s that in your hand”, his mother questioned. “I think it’s something from the ninja academy”, he said while opening the seal. Karihime was a fresh graduating shinobi of the ninja academy. He had not done any serious missions of any type other than his training during the academy with Mizumi and Kaiori. The two were his closet friends, probably his only friends to be specific. He spent mostly all of his academy days with them and has created a great bond with them. Opening the seal he says out loud so his mother could hear as well, “"Location…Pick and Choose. Hmmm interesting." With reading the message karihime started to get ready. He first brought out his blue pants and slowly put them on. “ok im going to go know, god luck”, his mother said as she walked out the room. Continuing to get ready he placed on his blue jacket on that was a couple shades lighter than his pants. The jacket opened at his chest and continues all the way up behind his upper neck to form a collar. Before putting on his shoes he grabs his ninja tool ouch and places it on his waist. He also places a first o=aid kit on his right leg just in case of emergency. He looked out his window before making his way onto the balcony. The wind slightly blew his blonde hair out of the vision of his blue eyes and he jumped down onto the street. Walking throughout the village it was remote as suspected. Kari headed towards the ocean that was near kirigakure and he took his time while doing it. Walking through the village he passes a couple of stands and heads towards an estuary. The estuary led to an ocean that was at the edge of the village. the shore that was surrounded by trees was still wet from the storm that had recently taken place. The stones and gravel of the shore made it a muddy surface that was slightly hard to walk in. This place was indeed familiar to Kari though, like he’s seen it before. As he walked closer and closer to the shore memories that were faded in the back of his mind started to arise and he began to understand why this area was so nostalgic. Before he could remember anything fully he saw a man about his age a little further down. From a far he couldn’t really tell who or what he was looking at with all the mist obscuring his vison. He detailed out navy blue hair that was quite long and tealish eyes. As he got closer he noticed that it was a familiar friendly face, no other than his close friend mizumi that he grew up with. Shocked but happy kari ran over and without even saying anything attempted to jump on mizumi’s back. Kari being a very joyful type always played around this way; he was the talkative expressive one of his friends and they often called him an airhead. “Mizuu! He said with much excitement. What are you doing here?” immediately after asking mizumi the question he started to understand his nostalgic feeling. This area was an area that kari and his friends used to come after hard days of training and work. It was a place that they all knew and had a connection with. It was interesting that he saw mizumi here and he wondered why the both were here at the same time.

KaioriSama: In a long silent early morning where there was little to no breeze in the quiet and humid stalemate weather in the village Hidden in the Rain. The sky was similar to that of an overcast as if was just plain weather nothing more nothing less no raging thunders, no constant wind, just pure tranquility in the skies. Kaiori slumping in his bed refused to get up completely as he sat his life away in bed fearing the amount work he would have to do today if he woke up earlier planning to spend his time wisely in advance. This was all for failure as his mother Himika barged in the door with no disregard for everything in her path and stood there looking at the lazy boy as he sat in bed. “Kaiori!” she said in an excited manner “ You’ve got a letter today and It looked interesting you need to get out of bed and go check it out. Kaiori listened in on what his mother had to say and he instantly knew that if he were getting letters It would have to do something about him being a full-fledged Genin now. “ Alright Mom I’ll check it out after I get ready” he said as he slid lazily out of bed and started a stretch and a yawn after his final words slipped out of his lips. “ Alright I’ll be downstairs and also your father is not here he went out earlier this morning for some tools” Himika said as she exited his room. Kaiori now standing up not very tall in his 5”0 feet stature looked around his room for a quick scope on where his headband would be not and upon not finding it went to the bathroom and began brushing his teeth, then on to using the restroom, before finally returning to his room to do more a in-depth search for his headband. He checked under his bed, on his counter that carried his and his father’s novelties and tools, he checked o the floor, and even took a look downstairs for his headband but to no avail. Upon returning upstairs to his room he was worried that he had lost one of his most prized possession in a matter of days and as soon as he entered his room he saw a shiny metal isolating itself within the colors of his bed and he rushed over lifted up his cover and found it there in the spot next to where he actually slept. “There ya go” as he instantly remembered that he was finding a style to tie it in around his forehead before falling asleep discombobulated the night before. As he then grabbed the headband he wrapped it around his head in small double knots as he found it tighter and more comfortable, began to put on his on duty clothes with consisted of a sand colored sweat suit with a dark blue poncho over his body with red outlines on the collar and the waist area. He then immediately went downstairs in order to see said letter from his mother. He went to the table to see his mother there waiting and upon entering she slid the letter on the table towards Kaiori who was just entering. He picked up the letter and it said “Location Pick and Choose” Kaiori then gained a befuddled look on his face “Huh? What is this supposed to mean” as he looked to his mom for guidance. “Uhm, how should I know, Mr. Big Time Genin” she said as she laughed hysterically. “Come on Mom you were a shinobi before what would be your first guess if you got this letter” Kaiori pleaded. “Hmm, well I would think they’re saying you can pick the location, so choose” she said in a confused manner, “Hmm?” he dragged out as he thought about it, “ I think you’re right I’m going to head out and see how this is going to work out.” As he exited the door to the quiet and somber Kirigakure streets he began to stride as he had only one place he wanted to choose to be a location he wanted and it was his favorite spot that he shared amongst his best friends Mizume and Karihime. “ He sighed in his thoughts thinking about all the good times they had when they were younger; causing mischief in the streets, playing ninja, talking to each other about their futures, and even going over each other’s houses, they were all familiar with each other and even their families were connected by them. He feared that their work as Genin could possibly end their fun, free, and careless way’s in life as they were all oblivious to the true state of the world, but now their entrance as shinobi of this village would pit them against the face of the world thereby cutting their strong ties to mere loose ends. As he made his ways through the forest and ponds leading up to his place of choice of he surprisingly found two of the familiar figures in his life standing there. Mizume and Karihime right there with their Genin headbands on standing together in their favorite spot. He immediately made a strong leap over there yelling towards the general area “ MIZUMEEEEE….. KARIHIMEEEEE” as he didn’t need to see them clearly just look at their general figures as he had been seeing it whole life. Upon reaching them closer a smile erupted from his face as he instantly questioned them “ Hey y’all why are yall here….. and without me?!” He waited for their responses to ease the wonder in his head.

ShusukeKiyoshi: We are are now on the threshold for a new day. The milky sight of the mist covered everything in sight if you happened to be in the forest with dawn turning into day. Tall trees covered the small amount of light that would peep through and grace the forest with its warm sunlight. Not too far away from the immediate area of the village, there was a cluster of tall trees and as they touched the skies they entwined with each other creating an area of sorts for a tree fort, and that is exactly what was at the top of those trees. The tree fort looked well refined and well-constructed with no signs of it being torn apart by the elements or outside forces. Inside was quite big with there being a partition for a bedroom and it being separate from the living room. In the living room was a low table and on top of it was an ash tray and a half smoked cigarette leaned against the side of the rim. There was also a few scrolls and an envelope. Under it was a black carpet was relatively big and shaped like a rectangle. There were pillows on the ground for sitting purposes as well. On the far left side was a window looking out to the immediate village and on the left side of it was a wall full of ninja tools and other equipment. There was also a rack for clothing beside it and hung up was a ninja’s uniform. Over on the right side of the window was a bookshelf with many books and scrolls along with multiple piles of books on the ground near it. Could a scholar have lived here perhaps? There was a sound over by the bedroom, the sound of bedsprings relaxing as weight leaves it’s surface. A man then sat on the side of the bed and cracked his neck, back and knuckles. He then stood up and was quite the tall man, standing at a little over 6’1”. His silky black hair was mildly messy from his sleep but a quick comb would do it justice again. He turned to the window over his bed and soon a small ray of light shot his face, making his purple eyes shine with radiance. He walked out of his bedroom and into his living room. He was a young man with a dark complexion, he had a fairly muscular build. It looked as if he was in need of a shave but it was a 5’oclock shadow along his jawline and cheeks. He wasn’t too bulky but far from scrawny. He was shirtless and only wore shorts that stopped halfway down his thigh. He sat in his living room by his table and picked up his cigarette. He searched for his lighter but couldn’t find it on the table. He looked to the ground beside him and found a black lighter then lighted up himself up. He took a drag and sighed with relief afterward, he then picked up the envelop he had left on the table the night before. It contained information on the squad of Gennin he would be receiving, today was their first day as a team and he was their sensei to look after them and teach them. He eyed their data hard and made predictions on who would be skilled with certain jutsu and who would excel. His predictions could very well be wrong when he meets them but he rarely was ever wrong. He got up and outed his cigarette in the ash tray then walked over to get dressed. He first put on his black shinobi pants and wrapped bandages around his ankles. He wore black sandals with spikes on the soles of the sandals for extra grip. He slips on a black long-sleeved shirt with a high shroud that can turn itself into a mask that covers his mouth, On top over the long sleeve he wears a Kirigakure flak jacket. He also wears long plated gloves for added protection, the plates are on the back of his hand and along his forearms. He then grabs his shuriken holster and straps it on his right thigh. He filled both of his hip pouches with kunai, shuriken, flash bombs and explosive tags. He also puts some wire strings in one of his pouches just in case. He tied his Kirigakure forehead protector on his forehead and then picked up the envelope and sifted through the documents. When the squad was put together, the Jounin in charge has to make a newsletter to send out to each member of the squad. He wrote a simple “Pick and Choose” for the meeting location. He had something in mind for the first meeting he was going to have with them. He used a special type of paper imbued with chakra, the mysterious sensei imbued his chakra within the paper and with it in their possessions he could track the signal of it and go to wherever they end up. He felt that the chakra papers were moving more actively than they had been for the last few days. He smiled and spoke to himself “Looks like the kids are up. Time to go to work.” He said softly but with a smile. He went into his bedroom and opened his closet, there were some clothes folded on a shelf and some clothes hung up on hangers, off to the side though was a very large weapon that looked like a sword. Where the blade would be there were bandages all over a majority it, it sported a brown handle with a skull at the bottom. It had a brown strap with a buckle, he slid it over his head and he was now equipped with this mysteriously large weapon. Who was this mysterious Jounin? He walked over to the door and climbed to the top of his tree fort home on the outskirts of the village. He looked out to it and closed his eyes to sense the chakra’s within those parchment papers. He sensed them moving towards the same point, it could have been possible the all met up and walked with each other to one spot. This made his job easier he then jumped off of the roof and down into the darkened forest, although it was morning time, the Hidden Mist rarely got sunlight and with the height of these trees in this particular area of the forest, it was dark as hell. He ran and bounced through the forest towards the village and went to go meet his students. His speed was impressive reaching the village within several minutes, he had to cut through the village to get to the location of his students but it would take no time as he was jumping from building to building. He soon was away from the village again approaching an ocean that was at the edge of the village. The shore that was surrounded by trees was still wet from the storm that had recently taken place. The stones and gravel of the shore made it a muddy surface that was slightly hard to walk in. Shusuke slowed his pace and then used the Water Clone Technique creating three more of himself and the all fanned off in different directions, they all lowered their chakra and masked their presences. They all surrounded the clearing that looked like to where the boys were, the lead Sensei got them in his sights and prepared for his next move. Soon, he had four kunai in one hand and four shuriken in the other. At this point the other clones should be in position with their own kunai and shuriken in hand. Shusuke watched the three of them catch up and the looked as if they had no care in the world, all that would change quickly. He breathed in, then out and then waited a few seconds and whipped the kunai and shuriken towards the boys, and so did the clones in the other surrounding spots. Soon after Shusuke would employ the Hidden Mist jutsu. He weaved signs and soon a major fog has shrouded the battlefield, the three clones jumped in right as the fog got thicker and they stalked the three boys in silence. Shusuke also jumped in the mist and stalked quietly as the boys were now locked in battle with their sensei.

Dageki: Not even a few minutes had passed. His time staring out into the crashing waves, their vapor colliding with the dew-of-the-day, was interupted not only by a harsh scream which pierced his ears immensely, but the feeling of weight, and pressure, dropped onto his back in an instant without expecting it. He dropped to the ground instantly, his knees crashing into the hard rocks and mud beneath his feet, staining his pants slightly. It was karihime, who had jumped on him unexpectedly, and with a straight face, he looked to him. He wasn't slightly surprised, these were his best friends, it couldn't be purely coincidence that he was here. Separating them was a crime. He shoved Kari off of him, who was just a tad bit larger than him in terms of height. Following suit, he came back to a stand and brushed his knees off quickly, trying to pat the mud stains dry. | - "Come on Kari, why you always gotta play so much?"- | He said angrily, though afraid to hurt Kari's feelings, he instantly changed his tone and expression to a more gentle and friendly level, smiling after his words instead of scowling, looking towards him with his hand rummaging throughout his hair. | - "So, you'd probably only be here if we got the same letter, that means they put you and I in the same squad!- surprise surprise. I wonder wh- " | His words were interrupted by dormant screaming, stretching out towards the open area that him and Kari had been standing in. | - "I know exactly who that is.." - | He said in disgust, his hand rising up to drag his palm across his face. It was Kaiori alright, it was true, they had really put the three of them in the same squad, and this was going to be great!- there was no way they could fail! Whoever their sensei was, was in for a treat. One of the ongoing problems of being placed in squads is being placed in with people you dont neccesarily know or care about, this was completely different!- They were placed in a squad with the people they knew the best, and they had undeniable chemistry together. | - "I think you know why we're here. come on Kai lose your brain sometimes huh?-" -| Before he could even say another word the air grew slight a bit more chilly, the wind creeping over his kimono-like top and through the thin fishnet on his stomach. Perceptive as can be, Mizumi began to look around curiously, knowing the ins and out of this spot was a bonus, and he could tell something was off. He had no sensing ability, and there wasn't a sound, but there was a hunch, a strong one. But in seconds, he simply let it go; at that moment he was sure it was nothing. Continuing to simply look towards his two friends, he realize he had something special here, something that could really take the three of them far, but who could possibly govern such uncontrollable misfits, bound for trouble, destruction, and greatness?- His thoughts couldn't even process before he had thought that his rhetorical question had been answered. A whirring noise had been heard, and in that instant, he perceived kunai and shuriken of unrealistic abundance flying towards them all. Without a single doubt in his mind, his number 1 priority was protecting his "brothers", and laying waste to whatever enemy they had made. Thinking quickly, he analyzed the area in his head that he was already familiar with. They seemed to be surrounded, multiple enemies, but how many exactly- he couldnt tell. He quickly reached over his back, where he unlatched a holster on his lower area, and released his pale blue Gumbai from his back. This was one different from the one he used during his academy test, this was the one given to him by his father upon its completion. It was medium sized, still very small and not yet an official gunbai, but was made of a strong wood and had an iron rod with a retractable blade exuding from its base. Whipping out the fan, Mizumi was incredibly profficient with it; and in an instant he began to swirl it around with great strength, before releasing one great sweep with it. Following these movements the fan had conjured up as strong gale, strong enough to be manipulated almost immediately after his creation. Swirling around in a 360 degree motion, Mizumi manipulated the winds with his Gumbai in order to create a medium-sized, localized twister, with the three of them in the "eye of the storm, its center. The base of the winds' speed was enough to repel the projectiles, and as the mist grew thicker, it'd also consume some of that to increase visibility. Before the winds developed cutting capabilities, Mizumi side-stepped through the side of it, and had expected his companions to follow suit. Seeing the silhouettes of oncoming enemies, Mizumi looked all around them, quickly coming up with an idea; his friends would have no problem catching on if they paid attention. | "Kari! Kaiori! Now!" | He said with urgency, waiting for them to respond while remaining on guard for the duration.

KaioriSama: As KAIORI MET UP WITH HIS TEO BEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD HE ASKED THEM A QUESTION AND WITH THE SAME SMIRKY TONES MIZUME ALWAYS GIVES AND THAT HE KNEW AND LOVED WAS INCORPORATED INTO HIS WORDS SAYING “ - "I THINK YOU KNOW WHY WE'RE HERE. COME ON KAI LOSE YOUR BRAIN SOMETIMES HUH?-" SMILING HE SAID I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD, BUT THEN I WAS LIKE NO THAT’S TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, BUT HEY HERE WE ARE.” AS KAIORI WAS BOMBARDED WITH THE INTENSE NEWS THAT HIM AND HIS BEST FRIENDS EVER WERE TO BE APART OF THE SAME SQUAD ELATED HIM, HE THOUGHT TO HIMSELF “ WOW, I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS…. HERE I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO BE SEPARATED BUT NOW I KNOW ARE FATES ARE REALLY TIED” THESE THOUGHTS WERE QUICKLY INTERRUPTED BY MIZUME’S ABRUPT ACTIONS AS HE PULLED OUT A MEDIUM SIZED GUMBAI FROM HIS BACK AS IF HE WERE RESPONDING TO SOMETHING, HE COULD TELL IT WAS A SERIOUS MATTER DUE TO THE SERIOUS LOOK THAT DONNED MIZUME’S FACE AS HE EQUIPPED HIS GUMBAI. AT THAT MOMENT HE WITNESSED HIS FRIEND TWIRL THAT GUMBAI IN A HARD 360 DEGREE MOTION AROUND HIM AND UPON LOOKING AROUND THEIR IMMEDIATE AREA SAW MULTIPLE KUNAI AND SHURIKEN IN THEIR IMMEDIATE AREA BOUNCING OFF AND DEFLECTING ON THE SHEER FORCE OF THE WIND. “WOW, WHEN DID MIZUME GET THIS SKILLED” AS FOR HE HAD NEVER SEEN NEITHER OF HIS CHILD-HOOD FRIENDS IN SERIOUS ACTIONS, WHICH HE HAD NEVER THOUGHT TO THINK ABOUT WHEN THEY BECAME GENIN THAT HIS FRIENDS WENT THROUGH THE SAME TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE HE DID. KAIORI FINDING RESOLUTION THOUGHT IT WAS NO TIME TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR IT COULD BE TALKED ABOUT FOR ANOTHER TIME. CONTINUING TO SCOUT AFTER THE DEFLECTION OF THE KUNAI’S HE SAW A THICK FOG ABOUT TO APPROACH THEM BUT MIZUME’S ACTIONS FROM THE GUMBAI MADE A FEROCIOUS LOCALIZED TWISTER THAT ACTUALLY CLEARED SOME OF THE FOG MAKING THE THREE REGAIN THEIR VISIBILITY. HE THEN WITNESSED 3 MEN DASHING IN FROM THREE DIRECTIONS ABOUT THE SAME DIRECTIONS THE KUNAI HIT WIND IN. MIZUME MADE SIDESTEP OUT OF THE INVISIBLE WIND CURRENT SURROUNDING THEM AND KAIORI FOLLOWED SUIT AND EXPECTED KARIHIME TO FOLLOW AS WELL AND AT THAT TIME MIZUMI YELLED BOTH HIM AND KARI’S NAME IN ORDER FOR THEM TO HEAR OUT ON WHAT HE HAD TO SAY. QUICKLY WHISPERED A PLAN TO BOTH HIM KARI, AND KAIORI HEARING THIS AND UNDERSTANDING INSTANTLY IN THE HEAT OF THE BATTLE SIMPLY RESPONDED “ YEAH, LET’S GO”. HE THEN JUMPED OUTWARDS TO THE CENTER OF THE 3 MEN AND WAITED FOR THEM TO COME AT LEAST 3 METERS AWAY FROM THEM, AND AT THAT MOMENT HE WOULD UTTER WHILE FORMING TIGER, SNAKE, TIGER, BIRD, TIGER, RAM, TIGER SEALS “ LIGHTNING STYLE: THUNDERBOLT. HE WOULD THEN JUMP IN AIR AND WHILE SPREADING OUT BOTH ARMS WOULD FORM LIGHTNING SPHERES IN BOTH HIS HAND THAT WOULD BE DISCHARGING CONSTANT ELECTRICITY FROM THEM AND THEN RELEASE IN A CONCENTRATED ATTACK BRINGING THREE ELECTRICAL BOLTS FROM THE SPHERES TO ATTACK EACH OF THE MEN APPROACHING THEM SIMULTANEOUSLY.

Wakitoras: After jumping on the back of his long best friend he was quickly thrown down into the mud by the strength of Mizumi. Mizumi stated that Karihime played too much with an angry tone, but it didn’t change the attitude of Karihime at all. Bursting out in to laughter as he slowly stood up Karihime looked at him with a bright smile. “aww why you always gotta be a sour puss”, Karihime said before he heard a voice that was very familiar. Not even having to turn around he already knew that the voice belonged to the only one that was left out of the legendary trio. Kaiori screaming with all the air his lungs could give blasted the skies with the names of his best friends. It wasn’t long before the three had been talking and reminiscing about the past memories that they had. Karihime noticed that there was something wrong with Mizumi, but his initial thought that he was being the grump that he always was. Not paying attention and enjoying the time that he was having being with his friends again, he noticed Mizumi wield his weapon and commence an action to deflect on coming shuriken and kunai. Suddenly a thick mist started to form around all them, obscuring their almost completely. In complete confusion on where the weapons origin was Karihime started to look around to see if he could find out what was going on. Mizumi was already in action as if he knew what was going on and he formed a wind jutsu that cleared some of the area from the thick fog. With no hesitation Kaiori jumped into the middle of the battlefield and prepared an attack and screamed “Lightning Style: Thunderbolt”. “wait what are you attacking, where did those weapons come from, why did it get so misty all of a sudden!”, Panicking about the events that took place, Karihime finally saw the three male figures that were closing in on them very quickly. He was confused on how he didn’t see the enemies in the first place or at least the same time as the others did. While he was asking questions his best friends were currently fighting in a battle while Karihime was just standing there watching. Sadness started to flow through the head of Karihime for a moment as he thought to himself, “Mizu and Kai have already detected what is going on. Mizu protected us from those weapons and Kai just went head on to target three enemies. They were so prepared and executed their attacks without question or thought. They didn’t even need to know the situation; they simply acted off of pure instinct. Even know when were are a little older I seem to still be one step behind them. I still have to wait for them to act before I can even get an idea of what to do.” Lightning filled the air and Karihime quickly snapped back to reality. He saw Kai send lighting that had the capabilities to completely crisp his opponent and give him some serious injuries. Starting to feel the adrenaline rush through his body he knew it was time for him to help his “brothers” in action. He didn’t know If the enemy was intending to kill, so he wanted to make sure he could help his friends as much as possible. The Tornado that Mizumi started up was still raging among the field but in a general location. Karihime started to build up chakra in his mouth while keeping on the spiraling wind. He formed the hand seals Tiger, Ox, Tiger, Rat to complete his jutsu that he was building up in his body. He formed a stream of water that was racing for the vortex of winds in the mist of the battlefield. The contact of the vortex with the jutsu would cause a monsoon type of event that would cause the now water tornado to spin with much power and speed than before. Not thinking about the consequences that would come with the jutsu combination he completed the task. Obviously not being able to control the monsoon it started to go on a mindless rampage amongst the field. Not even three seconds passed before the monsoon prematurely dispersed and caused a shockwave of wind and water that would spread over a large area, ultimately targeting everything including Karihime and his friends from the blast. Hence the electrical strike that Kaiori sent out prior to the ability the water enhanced shockwave would gain some electrical properties. If one were to get hit by the shockwave that was quickly moving throughout the area they would be pushed back a few yards away and slightly shocked receiving small damage. The shocking damage wouldn’t be to serious, but enough for one to feel slight pain for no more than a couple of seconds.

ShusukeKiyoshi: “Color me impressed…” the mysterious sensei thought to himself. He watched as one of his students used a Wind Release technique to not only deflect the weaponry coming at them, but protect his teammates as he did it. Shielding themselves in a powerful wind. They so far are making a good impression on their sensei. He still had the advantage though, they were still within the mist and this was where Shusuke was the most dangerous, he had slaughtered many ninja within the confines of this technique in the past. It also seemed as if they have a little bit of team chemistry going on here as well, as the boy blew away the weapons with his wind attack, another one of the Gennin sprang into action as well. He leapt into the air and used Lightning Release: Thunderbolt to strike out the sensei’s clones, a well-timed counter attack and a skilled one at that. He never expected him to use such a jutsu. But it was time to get down to business. The Thunderbolt Technique was aimed for the water clones of the sensei, the clones dodged the thunderbolts easily by zigzagging as they struck the area around them. Soon after, the final boy struck and made his move as well, with the currently combined forces of the Wind Release and the Lightning Release, the last boy had a Water Release much like the sensei (As well as the Lightning Release). With these combined forces created an electrically charged monsoon typhoon combo technique that could easily level the area of land around them. They all were trapped within this deadly typhoon, swirling around with no control over themselves whatsoever. The water clones of the sensei were immediately swept up and de-molecularized, Shusuke himself used Samehada and dug it into the ground to stay on the ground, he held onto the hilt with both hands as he kept his eyes on the boys. He was shocked to see that they were this good, they had chemistry and were each individually skilled ninja. The sensei was liking what he was seeing and it was going to be a pleasure to teach them the ways of Shinobi. Soon the typhoon dissipated and left behind a gruesome mark on the landscape, the trees were toppled over, rocks and boulders were washed away into the ocean. When the typhoon hit it moved towards the ocean which was nearby and created a small path of destruction towards it. Water was washed into the deep trench from the typhoon and the ocean. There were puddles everywhere, it now looked like a swamp in the immediate area, very muddy and very wet. The sensei standing not too far from the three boys, now in plain sight. He stood to his feet to his entire 6’1” frame and ripped Samehada out of the ground with little problem. He attached it to his buckled sash and then cracked his neck and spoke. “It’s my turn.” He said coldly. He quickly then weaved hand signs once more for the Water Clone Technique, creating another 4 clones. They made their way to the sides of the boys. Then the lead sensei would continue to weave more signs weaving them rapidly. He weaved Ox, Monkey, Hare, Rat, Boar, Bird, Ox, Horse, Bird, Rat, Tiger, Dog, Tiger, Snake, Ox, Ram, Snake, Boar, Ram, Rat, Yang, Water, Monkey, Bird, Dragon, Bird, Ox, Horse, Ram, Tiger, Snake, Rat, Monkey, Hare, Boar, Dragon, Ram, Rat, Ox, Monkey, Bird, Yang, Water, Rat, Boar, Bird. In that large sequence of hand signs, Shusuke conjured up from the trench of water, a very large Water Dragon Bullet Technique. The dragon reared its head from the trench in the ground and slowly raised its body from the body of water. Soon he was at his full extent. He was abnormally large in size, Sensei then lowered her right hand and called for the water dragon to attack them with a frontal assault. The dragon roared and them thrusted itself from the small body of water and lunged for its prey. With its mouth wide open, was ready to be dangerous. Sensei stayed back and watched but he ran in closer just in case it was necessary for him to be close by.

Dageki: The battle was roaring on like no other they had experienced before; it had been only minutes, and they were forced to think on their toes, and to bring out combinations in which they didn't even know they had. The ongoing struggle between them and their mystery attacker, was only continuing, now looking more grim instead if great; Mizumi had generated a small localized twister with his winds, carefully repelled the incoming projectiles, and had signified for his allies to get on the move as wel. Kaiori, sprung into action just as Mizumi had expected, his lightning release technique improving in magnitude and overall strength since they last met. His thunderbolts fired towards the clones and Mizumi watched as the clones evaded them with ziggzagging motions, unable to be caught. Karihime however, began to panic, not knowing at all what was going on and didn't even respond initially, hesitating completely and going into a realm of no return mentally, unable to focus on what was at hand. Mizumi, surprised at this, grew angry, his tone beckoning and his voice rising as he began to scream | - "Cut it out!- Get it together! This is real, acting like that can get people killed!" - | He said, slightly falling back. Karihime hopefully following suit, though instead, thinking the window of opportunity still hung open, karihime released a stream of water into the localized twister as the two's chakra fused together to create a violent and uncontrollable monsoon-like event, the twister grew and size and along with the cutting blades of wind the water tore blades of grass from their patches and stones from the ground. The landscape they knew in and out had began to get torn to pieces, Mizumi creating enough distance from the twister itself to be out of the range of such destruction, though he could easily see the clones being ripped from the ground and dissipated into puddles that only contributed to the ferociousness of the twister before its quelling became a quiet whisper, and it faded out into the ocean, the waves crashing harder. The area was now extremely mucky, now somewhat looking like a marsh, there were trenches of mud and water, the coast had been crashed and caved into nothing, creating another lead for the water to follow to the sea. I giant puddle, being similar to a pond, in the battlefield's center, which was definitely to his disadvantage. By this time he was close to his allies again, and their opponent was in plane sight just some distance away from them, he was definitely Kirigakure ninja, though to what extent. The mysterious shinobi was definetely well versed in ninjutsu, and the element of surprise now doubt. Soon after, there would be no break. He instantly saw the man seek to conjure 4 more clones that began rushing towards them with adult-level speed, in their prime, trying to come around the sides. Again, as the tactician he had tho think quickly. He knew damn well he couldn't get out of everything but teamwork was the number 1 answer, they'd probably all be dead meat without each other right now. He exhaled deeply, quickly sighing to himself before converging with his thoughts: | " - They're a distraction! - " | He said with urgency and confidence, as if a lightbulb had turned on inside. The sigh just seconds before was only to the fact that he knew, even though his teammate had cracked under the pressure, he would have to somewhat rely on him once again to have his back. He quickly reached into a back pocket, grabbing a small black orb, and as he threw it with all his might towards the ground he opened his lips to speak:| "Karihime, follow!" | - Smoke from the smoke bomb began to fill the area, limiting them from view in that immediate area. But inside the cloud of smoke, Mizumi was kneading chakra in order to attempt to perform handsigns to the best of his ability. | Dog -> Boar -> Ram | The handsigns had been weaved, and during this same time the clones were converging on the trio, and his opponent had begun to release a devastating technique. Upon the last hand sign being completed the whirring of chakra could be heard, and then just after, dissapearing into a cloud of smoke, Mizumi reappeared in the form of a standard-size shuriken, spinning freely in the air and waiting to be grabbed, maintaining this form by a constant flow of chakra as he was taught to do.

Wakitoras: The events that had been taken place so far were extremely intense. Karihime and his friends were in their most crucial fight since there graduation of the ninja academy. When he thought things were going good it turned out that everything they did so far was a failure. The lightning technique that Kaiori commenced was easily dodged by the enemy and the jutsu combination that Karihime tried to create unpleasantly erupted, causing a great shockwave to abruptly cover the skies and make everyone its target. Mizumi after giving Karihime a wakeup call took action and jumped out of the path of the raging blast. He spoke to Karihime with an angered tone, telling him to get himself together before they all get killed. Karihime didn’t take offensive to how he was spoken to and tried his best to get a hold of himself, but was still startled by the events of the monsoon. The mysterious attacker also took quick action as he dug into the earth to attempt to avoid the blast as well. He used his sword to dig his way through the earth and avoid the blast completely. Karihime who was still shocked took too long to move and braced himself for impact by covering his body with his arms. With contact of the blast he let out a little scream and was pushed back onto the floor a few feet back, feeling the slight pain of electricity surge through his body for a few sudden moments. He was angry with himself that his plan to create an attack failed and started to down himself on the inside. The words that Mizumi spoke earlier started to go through his as he stood up from the blast. He shook his head slowly as he tried to regain his focus and immediately ran back to the side of Mizumi. He looked at him with a sad face, which was unusual for him and his joyful attitude. “sorry I’ll try to make up for it”, he said to Mizumi and he didn’t expect a reply from him in the least due to Mizumi’s harsh attitude. He looked around at the battlefield that was now torn to pieces. His feet were submerged in water from the now swampy like area. Focusing chakra into his feet he quickly stands on the water and looks at the mysterious attacker. 4 more clones were formed by the sides of the enemy and he started to perform a number of hand seals. Mizumi looks back at Karihime with a face that was all too familiar. He knew exactly what he needed to do without any words of instruction. Karihime would then look towards Kaiori and begin to smile with much joy and intensity before turning back around. Instantly, Mizumi drops a quick smoke bomb to conceal their location form the enemy who was still forming a jutsu. Karihime brought his hands together and formed the signs of dog, boar, ram to complete his transformation jutsu as three lines of smoke filled the area around him. The jutsu was a basic E-rank jutsu that almost all genin knew how to use throughout the village. the jutsu allowed Karihime to turn into an object of his own liking and the object that he choose was a standard ninja shrunken. The justu was also simultaneously formed by Mizumi in which he transformed into the same exact ninja tool. It was amazing how they both knew what to do with just a glare at each other. Floating into the area spinning they both prepared to be grabbed and they kept their chakra control to almost perfection being able to stay in the form for a while.

KaioriSama: As the monstrous monsume formed due to the Karihime’s water technique it began to spin about sporadically to the point even hurting bursting out and hurting Kaiori himself as he pushed on the ground on his back about a few inches away from the trio due to the sheer force of the combination attack. He then quickly got up to stand with his comrade as he continued to witness the monsume tear up the land in the utter chaos. The force was so vicious it ripped apart the cmade and caused them to dematerialize back into water, Kaiori made a quick mental note to himself that the assailant was using water clones and not shadow clones. The land where all 3 of the boys used to play became a vicious battleground for their lives as a mysterious assailant began to attack them for unknown means. Then later after the rampage from the monsume wore down even eventually reaching the oceans, boys quickly looked around in unison until they all together spotted the man who has supposedly been attacking them out in front them. He stood in front of the boys in plain sight and from his appearance he looked at him and could tell from his headband that he wore that was indeed a Kirigakure ninja, Kaiori thought to himself “ Why is he attacking us, What did we do?” As Kaiori gathered his thoughts together while still looking he didn’t even notice the large sword he had wielded on his back which was none other than one of the Legendary Seven Sword that one of the Swordsmen themselves could wield Samehada. Kaiori gulped in fear not knowing the blade’s effects at all due to his lack of knowledge of shinobi period due to him being only a genin, but he knew that each blade had a special property and was a forced to be reckoned with. Kaiori did not have time to lament for him and his friends lives as he witnessed the man summon four water clones at his sides who then immediately started to make their way to the boy’s sides at high speeds. “Shit, what do we do dammnit” Kaiori quickly screamed in his head but he then witnessed the man throwing handsigns and couldn’t make out what they were but he knew that they were cornered sand it would take some real quick thinking like in the previous transaction to live through this. He then in the midst of all his thinking finally heard the voices of his friends as if they were reuniting all again just glad to hear the sound of their voice, it was Mizumi and he yelled aloud “Don’t worry about the clones! They’re distractions!” Kaiori said back to Mizumi “ Ha I knew it we gotta worry about running away from that jutsu he’s about to cast.” Kaiori then watched Mizumi as he reached into his pocket and slammed down the obscured but known object on the ground and his hunch was right it was smoke bomb which he confirmed as the smoke formed in layers around his teammates. Then for some reason he saw without thought Kari and Mizu had began to use the seals for the basic transformation technique and simply turned into a small basic shuriken that spun in the air. At that moment almost like a spark of electricity hit Kaiori’s mind to the point where it seemed like Kari and Mizu had transferred the thoughts of their plans within his mind and he got straight to the point and reached out his left and right hands and use both his index fingers to slide his finger in the hole of the shuriken’s which were his friends effortlessly and they gripped on those index fingers tightly like a tightened bottle cap. He then felt a massive form of chakra being conjured as the intensity of the of it actually cleared some of the smoke that they were concealed in due to Mizu’s smoke bomb. Kaiori looked at the jutsu and it was evidently a huge water dragon looking upon him as if he were a meal ticket and instantly with no hesitation it dived in with an amazing force and speed at the boy. “ Alright” Kaiori uttered gallantly to himself and his friends disguised as shuriken that were wrapped on his index fingers “ Let’s do this!”. He then as the gigantic water dragon dived towards the lonesome genin he grabbed the tips of the shuriken on his fingers after loosening them and threw the left one which contained Karihime to left side of the huge dragon making it curve around it and did the same to the right shuriken that contained Mizumi and shot it on the right side of the dragon. The shurikens would make a hard curve and to the point where they would eventually clash together approximately directly behind ninja assailant about 8 inches back, which the plan would be to throw him of making it seem like the Genin had missed his last resort shuriken by a few inches, when in actuality it was perfect. Now Kaiori had to deal with the water dragon which he waited patiently not waiting long as it was speedy and made to illusion that he took the attack head on when really used the basic technique Substitution Jutsu do replace his body with a log as he hid in one of the non-destroyed areas of the forest where he would wait to strike unbeknownst to his teammates and the assailant.

ShusukeKiyoshi: The boys were clever. Using teamwork and combination jutsu all in conjunction to take on one superior opponent, they would blossom into fine ninja yet. Under his mask, you couldn’t see it but the mysterious sensei had a smile on his face, this battle was fun but he felt it was time to crank the heat up on them once more. The boys had done an excellent job in defending themselves from his attacks. They used the small window of opportunity when he was weaving a massive amount of signs to create a distraction with the smoke bomb and then whipped two shuriken not at the raging water dragon that was conjured up, but to the back of the sensei. He stopped running behind the water dragon as this happened but didn’t help but notice something strange, just as the dragon hit one of the boys, it had cleared the smoke and not only was the attack unsuccessful because the boy had used a substitution technique, but the other two were gone as well. This made the sensei wonder, where they could have gone because he would’ve definitely noticed them leaving the cloud of smoke they had created but he still missed them in his sights. Then it finally clicked, they used a transformation technique within the barrier of smoke that shielded them from his sight, but now the question was: What did they transform into? It also made him wonder, with all of that smoke veil around, why not throw more than two shuriken? Unless they’re trying to conserve tools but still, it made no sense to throw just two. In the same moment, his eyes lit up and without hesitation, he threw some more shuriken from his holster towards the two shuriken that had been expertly curved around the dragon and directly behind the sensei. He only had a hunch to go on but if he was correct then this would be beneficial as to what comes next. The sensei deduced that the very same shuriken that were thrown from the smoke veil were the same two gennin that he had been fighting. As this was happening, with the water clones still in play, they quickly moved back to where he was and surrounded the two shuriken in a square box, evenly dividing themselves to create a proportional space for what followed. Shusuke then had the clones carry out what they were made to do, the clones weaved the signs all in sync and at the same blinding speed. They weaved the signs: Ram, Boar, Dog, Bird, and Hare. Soon they all shouted in complete sync “Lightning Release: Four Pillar Trap!” soon the ground started to shake and stir, things would soon be getting interesting. Coming out of the ground were pillars that shot right out of the ground in front of each clone and after that, bolts of lightning shot from those pillars towards the shuriken formed boys. They would receive a massive jolt of electricity from these rock pillars and would be trapped inside the confines of the lightning jutsu. The sensei was confident about this plan but still had another rogue Gennin on the loose in the trees somewhere that he had to worry about, but his time would come later.

Dageki: Hoping that their deception was going to work, their vision was very very limited in this form, though it became somewhat of a 360 degree vector. As they spun, they could see the water they rushed by, and feel the force of its vapor while simultaneously looking closely to their opponent whom had been seemingly prepared for everything they had. | - "He's so strong.." - | Mizumi began to think to himself in dissapointment, mentally beating himself up in fear that he was not adequate enough in the situation and that he failed his friends today. He didn't know this man's intentions, but if it were genuinely to kill, he was sure that they would've been dead under his rule. He wasn't fit to be a leader. As he spun violently, he also caught a quick glimpse of Kaiori, who had been handling things elsewhere behind them. He was the fastest of the 3, and hoping that he could properly evade the technique, Mizumi prayed for his safety. As he approached his opponent rapidly, he had little time to think, but from what he could tell, the clones previously converging on his location had redirected themselves and quickly caught up to surround them in a box-like formation while they continued to travel throughout the air. He had no clue at all of what was going on, but he knew for a fact that it was really really bad. With that experience in mind, he quickly moved his concentration AWAY from the flow of chakra that was required to maintain his transformation. By doing so, he quickly unfolded and poofed back into his human self, his fan automatically had been placed back into its holster upon transformation and he was flying with the same momentum the shuriken were flying with. With such momentum, he knew that Karihime may not be able to think as fast, so he reached his arm out parallel to himself, attempting to grasp Karihime as well, the blade of the shuriken piercing his hand instantly ripping flesh from his palm, but his grip on Karihime in shuriken form would be strong and unbreakable. Landing on his feet, his sandals skid against the muddy surface and he tried to stop the momentum. Before long, the clones surrounding him instantly start weaving hand signs, but even a mind as quick as Mizumi's was unable to keep up with what was actually going on, nor was he familiar with the technique that was about to be performed so he couldn't read the hand signs and predict | - "Ahhh... what now." -| He thought to himself in frustration, panting slightly, realizing he was close to exhaustion after trying his hardest against his opponent, and trying to keep his allies on their toes and protect them from harm at all times. Holding Karihime in his hand, he softly whispered: | " - I think its safer if you stay like that for a while. - " | He said in fear, trying not to show it to his ally as he attempted to think of a way out of this situation. They had collectively found ways to spoil the man's attempts at incapacitating them, but this wasn't looking too good. Mizumi began to look in circles, and in the square-like shape that the clones had cornered them into, four pillars began to grow from the ground, with great height. He had no idea as of yet what was about to happen, but soon he heard crackling, like thunder beneath the clouds, coming from the pillars themselves, as they slightly began to glow with blue sparks. | - "A lightning technique?!" - | He said with disbelief and unfamiliarity. Though he wasnt familiar with the technique itself, he was familiar with lightning techniques, and how well he could naturally counter them. You see, wind was a natural insulator of lightning, meaning it had ways of quelling and containing sparks instantly, either decreasing their size/magnitude or eradicating them completely. As the pillars surrounded him and the sparks quickly began to emerge, he formed hand signs as fast as he could with karihime looped over one of his fingers. | Tiger → Ox → Dog → Rabbit → Snake | Just after, he jumped upwards, and pointed his palms towards the ground, a gate gale of wind came from his palms and met with the ground. Momentum sprouted for him and his light, adolescent body was shot upward as a jet would be, karihime, if caught, would still be looped around his finger. Just as he was rising out of the cage the lightning began to shoot in between the pillars, smaller sparks piercing him, his cries loud of fury and pain, whilst he limited the strength of the lightning with the reduction that sprouted from his wind technique. More smaller bolts met contact with him, causing pain and numbness and some lower areas of his body. He flew out of the four pillar trap from the launching momentum and landed in a pile of mud seemingly immobile, and hurt, sparks flying around his body still, remnant, shocking him every couple of seconds or so. He was unable to move, the Karihime in kunai form falling into a puddle directly next to him.

Wakitoras: Though the felt as if their plan was flawless they were left in a drastic situation. The launching of Karihime and Mizumi was a great success and even Kaiori got out safe as well. The intensity was hot as Karihime knew to stay in his shuriken form until they got a good enough distance behind their enemy. Karihime noticed that the enemy started to look around as if he was confused on the situation and sure enough the enemy threw two kunai towards the direction of Kari and Mizu. He didn’t stop there as all his clones surrounded the vicinity of Kari and Mizu and started forming hand signs indicating they were about to perform a jutsu. Karihime knew something was off but he wasn’t sure if he should cancel his jutsu yet because they were still too close to the enemy to start their attack. He didn’t go with his gut and stayed in the shuriken form like the plan was originally. He was quick to jump when he saw that those four clones were preparing a jutsu that would imprison Karihime and his friend from the outside world. Suddenly a quick grab of his shuriken body startled him and giving him a chill down his spine. It was mizumi and Karihime was completely confused on what just happened and why mizu bailed from the plan. He quickly noticed the bleeding from an open gash on his hand that he used to catch Karihime. Alarming Karihime he prepared to bail on his jutsu and cancel the chakra flow to become human again but was quickly stopped by the voice of Mizumi in his ear. “it’ll be best if you stayed in here”, mizumi suggested as he knew they were in a tough situation. Karihime understood that he should do what’s best for him and his friends, for that he was scared and wanted to make sure everything was ok. Even though he wanted to exit the jutsu and go to the aid of his friends immediately; he let the urge go and stayed rested in the palm of Mizumi. He could tell that Mizumi was a little frightened himself as he spun in circles trying to find the best way out of the situation. Rumbles started to emit from a cloud above showing that a lighting attack was about to commence and Karihime knew they were in big trouble. He noticed Mizumi get a small smirk on his face as if he gained a little bit more confidence on the situation. Karihime didn’t know what he had up his sleeve, so he sat back and watched to see what mizumi would do next. AS he suspected, mizumi had an idea that he wanted to try and jumped up into the air while pointing his palms towards the ground. He performed a wind jutsu that pushed him and Karihime up towards the ending of the pillar in which they passed the storm of lighting. Karihime shed a tear as he heard his friend scream in agony from the painful shocks he faced going through the jutsu. Falling towards the grounds at great speeds they crash land into the muddy surface where Mizumi laid In pain; dropping Karihime in the action. Immediately, Karihime cut off the chakra flow to his jutsu and rushed over to the aid of Mizumi. Tears fell down his face as he reached the numbed body. Dropping to his news he brings out his medic kit that he brought with him when he first left the house. Being a Nikumishi he was started the training for medical emergencies at a young age and knew the proper ways to make sure one was safe. Bringing out his stitching kit he grabbed the hand of mizumi. His body was already numb from the lighting strike so anesthesia wasn’t necessary. He stitched together the gash that Mizumi received from grabbing Karihime in shuriken form and cut the threading. Taking a light white bandage from his kit, he wraps mizumi’s hand to make sure the stiches stay in place. “your gonna have to wear this for a couple of days mizu, but don’t worry your gonna be fine”, Karihime said as his tears fell on the face of Mizumi. He stood up and whipped the tears that were pouring down his face. Grabbing Mizumi by the neck and upper leg he carries him. “Kai”, he screams in sadness as he rushed to the location that kai was currently hiding in the forest. “Mizu got hurt, we need to take him to my father”, he said while sucking up some of the snot that was rushing down his face.

KaioriSama: After the quick succession of events that went down in face of an opposing threat Kaiori was left in the forest near some bushes breathing heavily on his back trying to catch his breath. He then sat upwards in a sitting position still breathing hard due to him barely dodging the water jutsu thrown at him from the mysterious Kirigakure shinobi. As his breathing calmed down he then looked out through the trees and the bushes to see if their plan worked but he looked closely and saw Mizumi on the ground next to a shuriken and all of the water clones of the older ninja surrounding him in what it seemed to be a circle. Then as he watched on it was vague but suddenly all 4 clones started performing handsigns and instantly 4 tall and huge rock pillars emerged from the ground carving the already destroyed land and as soon as the rocks finished ascending higher, streams of lightning began to connect to each rock making somewhat of barrier and it surrounded the measly little in comparison Mizumi and the most likely shuriken form of Karihime. “Oh no…. how am I supposed to help them out his one” he whispered to himself in grief for he knew that he couldn’t stop of jutsu of this magnitude. “I still need to do something even if it costs my life” he said as he began forming the hand signs Ox, Ram, Monkey, and Dragon and then he uttered to himself while standing up “Lightning Shift: Staff” and while holding his hand out lightning began to generate around his arm and began to take a solid form extending out of the palm of his hand was about a 2 meter long and skinny lightning chakra formed staff which was constantly pulsating lightning around it. Kaiori then wiping a small tear that was falling all the way down to his cheek began to grip the end of the lightning chakra staff with the hand that generated it and then grasped the staff in the middle of it ready to make an surprise attack. As he took almost a little step out of the forest he witnesses Mizumi skyrocket in the air with a wind technique through the electrically covered roof of the lightning pillars that were formed. Kaiori eyes lit up as he heard his screams as he moving through the lightning and getting shocked at the same time until he finally pushed out of the lightning field like a rocket landing into a pit of mud. Kaiori witnessing this felt a mass amount of sad emotions but didn’t cry for some reason because he was also amazed at how great of a shinobi Mizumi became. Kari immediately popped out beside him out of nowhere seemingly in a rush as he tended to the incapacitated Mizumi. Kaiori said to himself as he felt the urge to stay in the forest to not reveal his location even though he was halfway out of the forest and then he felt the urge to run over there despite all of that to help Mizumi. As Karihime finished tending to Mizumi he then looked around for something and Kaiori knew it as him so he took more steps out to for Kari to see him. When he did Karihime picked up Mizumi like a princess and carried him over to his location. As Kaiori stood in complete silence as Kari walked over his lightning staff instantly dissipated and he waited for him. Kari finally met up with him and he said with snot and tears combined all over his face “Mizu got hurt, we need to take him to my father.” Kaiori knowing that was the case and that if they wanted to live another day they had to run. Kaiori said with complete resolution “ Okay, we have to run know and lose sight of him before he kills us. He then immediately ran into the forest hoping Karihime would follow suit. ShusukeKiyoshi: “Not bad little guys. Not bad at all…” He said watching his plans play out exactly how he had pictured it. From the jump, the sensei was originally planning on using his clones to perform his last jutsu. By incorporating them in conjunction with his Lightning technique, he could cover more area and increase the chance of success by the clones, granted it was a gambit that required more chakra than necessary but it was a skilled and educated move. He had also caught the boys in the act of their Shuriken transformation technique, using the smoke veil they had going, the transformed themselves into shuriken and had expertly thrown the behind the sensei to get a jump on him, unfortunately he had caught on earlier than they had expected and it backfired on them to a certain degree. The sensei was also surprised about the amount of comradery among these three boys, they were saving each others asses left and right while also counter firing back at their unknown assailant. This team would blossom beautifully together, he was one very lucky man to have stumbled across such talent. As said before, the sensei’s lightning jutsu was made perfect and had good execution and was generally successful, he had caught the lower portion on one of the boys and it seemed to suffice enough to paralyze and not allow him to continue the battle. He seemed to have saved his other friend as a shuriken in the process and also got his hand cut while doing so. The love was definitely there, and so was a brotherly bond. The boys landed off to the side of his lightning barrier ninjutsu and one was incapacitated, the other stopped the transformation and worried for his friend’s safety. He also seemed to be patching up his cut hand with medical ninjutsu. That or he had a medic kit handy on his person. It seemed to the sensei he had a medical ninja within his team, this would prove be useful. It would be fun to teach him things and watch his growth. He then seemed to be finished and stood up to his feet with the other kid. The sensei watched them closely to see what they were up to and then he realised that they were retreating, he shook his head and spoke “Man…They really just ran off like that…?” he said sounding disappointed. He was just starting to have fun with the battle but at the same time he could have injured his students. He wanted to gauge their abilities but I guys to him it was starting to get out of hand now. He had the water clones recede the rock pillars back into the ground it came in through, and then sniffed out their chakra signatures throughout the forest. He got a bead on them and scattered his water clones throughout the forest to cut them off. Soon he was off too. “They could never have gotten too far. Not at their skill levels at least.” He said to himself. He was worried that he might’ve gone overboard with his tactics but it was completely necessary in the route he was taking. He had been running through the forest and had gone off to the side of their location then made his way inwards to cut them off, that’s what the other clones were doing, in no less than 5 minutes, he had successfully cut them off, an following right behind them was the sensei’s clones. They were surrounded, it was game over for the Gennin. The sensei lowered his mask and it revealed a proud smile, he turned out to be rather handsome and friendly looking gentleman. He then sat down before them on the ground in the forest and began to speak. “Whew, that was a red hot battle eh mates? I’m sorry If I startled you, but this is my way of gauging my new students. Hi, my name is Shusuke Kiyoshi. Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I will be your sensei until you guys are strong enough to kick my ass in battle ahahaha.” He said with gusto and confidence. He spoke in such a friendly tone you would fall in love with the fact that he was so nice and completely ignore the fact he just tried to kill you. “If you don’t mind, could you tell me your names?”

Wakitoras: A battle was more frightful then he could ever imagine. The blood dripped from his hand and into the mud, mixing red with brown, combining to make a putrid color that surrounded them in a puddle soon after. He was unconscious, and his eyes were closed, hiding his mint-green hues from sight. Jolts of electricity still hit his body ever-so-frequently, without the slightest bit of descrimination upon the pain that it caused to him, searing through his body as if any surge would. Though unconscious, you could still see his faces in response to such jolts, scrounging down, and flaring his nostrils, his eyes biting in closer towards each other each time as he subconsciously braced for the pain. His dark blue hair was soaked in mud, tainted by dirt and sweat alike. He panted in his slumber, breathing hard, his lips chapped slightly with a bleeding abrasion towards the right corner of his bottom one. He laid there seemless on the ground, while surrounding him, Karihime had reverted back to his normal form, appearing in a puff of smoke in a state of panic, tears running from his ocular down to his nose, lips and chin. His ears flared behind his blonde-looking hair, showing true concern for Mizumi's safety. Kaiori was originally hiding in the forest just behind them, but upon such a sight he could only reveal himself; Mizumi now weighed down in a slumped form in the arms of his taller comrade. Just before, he had helped cease the pain of the wound in his hand, in order to help in any way he could. Karihime was always there to help, and was very profficient when it came to the medical field in general, rather if that was medical ninjutsu itself or simply using the tools. Life had struck them fast, just as the lightning did. In such a short day they had realized their dreams had come true and in the same instant they were shut down by this mystery shinobi who was clearly on a level higher than their own combined. With that, Kaiori and Karihime united in the clearing, just outside the entrance to the forest, and with great urgency decided it was of their best interest to take Mizumi to Karihime's Dad, who was highly proffiecient in the usage of medical ninjutsu techniques. Mizumi himself remained in Kari's arms, with broken breaths and closed eyes, his weight out of his control and surely slowing them all down. Before they could even make it out of the dense forest, a sillhouete had formed in the mist; and then another, and another. 5 in total, making their way to surround the boys in a pentagon like shape, showing nothing but the intent to trap, he wasn't sure if it was to kill. As the mist grew thinner by hitting the bark of the trees, the appearance of the sillhouete directly in front of them became more and more clear, and was definetely the man who they had been fighting before. Karihime and Kaiori would of course stop, with no other option. Because of this stalemate, this, lack of momentum, Mizumi's eyelids began to flicker against each other, opening slowly as he released a ghastly groan to express the pain he felt upon regaining concsiousness. His face was frowned up, and before long, he instantly found the strength to maintain control over his weight, and slide slowly out of Kari's arms, and onto his feet. Upon hitting the ground he was slightly too weak to stand, falling to a kneel before finding the strength to push himself back up to full posture once again. He was curious as to what was going to happen now, and only showed interest in their fate, nothing else. His eyes peered forward now, to the man who was responsible for defeating the undeniably powerful young trio. Mizumi tore a hole in the man's face in his mind, melting his flesh away with anger and discontent, scourging vengeance swirling in his stomach to create a gut feeling that was the catalyst to a loud outburst that took nearly all of his strength; | "What do you want with us anyways!" | - He said angrily, panting afterwards, his left arm resting heavily on his left leg for support; that being the primary location of his searing pain. He had lost breath from his outburst, but within seconds his face turned from one of fury to one of confusion. The man had stepped a bit closer, and removed a mask that was covering the majority of his prominent features. Also revealed, was a mist ninja headband, so he was confused as to how this man was distinctly his enemy. He looked closely, his right eye rising to be higher than that of his left, as he became both confused and interested in the spectacle before him. He looked to Karihime and Kai with this same look, before his ears caught the sound waves that were exuded from the medium-height male's mouth. Mizumi paused, draw dropping to the dense forest floor beneath, as his face went from confusion, to shocked, all in a matter of seconds. Looking to Kaiori and Kari once again for reassurance, to make sure he wasn't the only one that was completely lost. | "S-Sensei? You could've killed us! Who assigned you anyways!?" | He said in anger, cocking his right arm back before lunging straight towards the standing man with all of his remaining strength. If he'd missed, he'd surely fall to the leaves and damp soil beneath due to exhaustion. Wakitoras: Fleeing from the battle and wanting to make sure his fiend gets to safety, Karihime and Kaiori head full speed into the forest. Sad, worried, and panicking Karihime just wants to get away from the battle as soon as possible. Cut short from their attempt to leave the battle by the enemy they faced before, Karihime dragged his feet into the ground, causing some dirt to scurry into the air. Karihime let out a quick sigh before he laid Mizumi down and dropped to his knees. “why, why wont you leave us alone?”, Karihime asked in much defeat. The person took of his mask and showed the face of a man. He stated that his name was Shusuke Kiyoshi and that he was our new sensai. Before Karihime could even get anything out of his mouth, mizumi awoke from his partial unconsciousness and spoke to the man. | "S-Sensei? You could've killed us! Who assigned you anyways!?", Mizumi said with much anger. Getting up from the ground he began to bring his arm back before attempting to hit Shusuke. Karihime stood up and grabbed his hand before he could even attempt to hit Shusuke. “I don’t know if you noticed Mizu but you have a cut deep in your hand, that’s why I wrapped it.” Karihime looked at Mizumi with a relaxed facial expression as he tried to calm him down. Karihime look at the man and said, “my name is Karihime of the Nikumishi and this is Mizumi of the Omo. Glad to meet you.” Karihime looked at Mizumi and tried to calm him down a little, “mizu think… the scroll we got was probably a setup for all of this. We can’t blame him for wanting to see how strong we were can you? And plus, we all got to fight together”, Karihime said while giving him a grin. Even though Karihime was scared during the battle, probably the worst fear his ever had in his life, he sucked it up and decided that its best to look at it from the sensei’s point of view. He also knew that they couldn’t beat him anyway so doing what he said was best. “so what do we do now”, he questioned while looking his now new sensei in the eyes.

KaioriSama: After quickly nodding to Karihime, Kaiori instantly dashed off into the forest with Karihime following behind of him carrying their unconscious ally. As they dipped through the forest it most likely seemed as if the boys had finally lost the sight of their pursuer and finally Kaiori had the time to think about the recurring events that just transpired between his childhood friends. “Man, I really I can’t believe this just happened to us out of nowhere I guess that’s the real life of being a shinobi in this world” Kaiori lamented to himself in his thoughts. “ But you know we actually did kind of good for our first time in a real battle together, we usually just acted as ninja back in the day but now that we got a taste of the real thing we performed amazingly on the spot.” These thoughts in turn lifted Kaiori’s mood just a little and there he wished that if they were truly in a squad together they could grow and experience battles together with a super sensei who could teach them multiple secret arts to further their development to later on becoming a legendary trio. Kaiori then turned around while running to the slightly better but still depressed Kari and told him in a reassuring tone “ Man, I really can’t believe we survived that guy together and we’re only Gennin, I’m pretty sure anyone else would’ve died but we actually got away….. We’re like the invincible trio”, as soon as those words rolled off Kaiori lips to end his sentence he turned around to a terrible sight in which the four clone of the male shinobi they had been running away from for a while had shown up in front of them standing everywhere basically surrounding them in the forest. The one who looked as if he was the real one leaned over revealing his face under the mask to a cheeky smile which Kaiori thought instantly that it was creepy taking a few steps back. As he turned around slight to Karihime he saw that Mizumi was actually conscious but struggling to stand after being released from Kari’s grasp he then turned right back to the man in front of them who then said to them, “Whew, that was a red hot battle eh mates? I’m sorry If I startled you, but this is my way of gauging my new students. Hi, my name is Shusuke Kiyoshi. Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I will be your sensei until you guys are strong enough to kick my ass in battle ahahaha. “If you don’t mind, could you tell me your names?” Kaiori was bedazzled to the point where he had literally nothing to say as he processed what the man had just told him and his friends. Kaiori saw Mizumi getting flustered go on a rant to the point where he actually went up to him to try and land and to which Kaiori instantly stopped him by going up to him and grabbing his body by the waist before he could reach the man so called their new sensei “ Calm down Mizu there’s nothing we can do” he said consolingly “ My name is Kaiori from the Shizo Clan” then Karihime introduced himself and Mizume afterwards. Then Karihime followed asking what was up in store for them next, to which Kaiori then nodded in agreement

ShusukeKiyoshi: The sensei finally received a name. He was a big mystery to them for a short time but now he was Shusuke-sensei. He ambushed and attacked them but they did not crack under pressure or act in a manner that wouldn’t be appropriate for a Gennin to act. They had passed with flying colours in Shusuke’s book. However, the one named Mizumi seemed to be rather upset with the methods that Shusuke had taken in order to meet them. He will admit that it was rather harsh on his behalf to act so aggressive but this was the Hidden Mist Village, savage and aggressive were trade customs here, that was and will be their first lesson. Mizumi, although had his body teem with extremely high bolts of electricity was shockingly able to still stand up. Shusuke hadn’t used the full power of the technique but he was still amazed as to how much bolt she took and is still able to walk without having spaghetti legs. As Shusuke sat down in front of the seemingly dumbfounded boys, the one boy Mizumi seemed to have been rather upset with what Shusuke had said. He cocked his fist back to punch his new sensei but Karihime stopped him short. Shusuke would’ve easily grabbed the punch and make Mizumi sit down and relax. The look on Shusuke’s face reacting to the punch was subtle, he didn’t blink or shift himself in anyway, and he stayed neutral. He sighed and then spoke “Listen guys, I understand how you all must feel. Random Mist Jounin attacks you out of the blue and then reveals to you that you are his students afterwards. I hope that we can build a foot bed of trust here.” He said. Shusuke was genuine about what he had said, he wants these boys to trust him and believe in him as he does believe in them. He stood up and released his Water Clone Technique and all of the 4 clones dissipated and showered the grass. He then spoke once more to his three young students. “Look, I dunno about you. But I’m looking forward to teaching you. Follow me, I’ll teach some cool stuff. But that’s your choice to make. I’ll be back at that battlefield we were just at so whenever you’re ready just come on over. We have a lot of work to do.” He said. He finished his words with a bright smile and then walked off away from them as if nothing had transpired in the past half an hour. Assuming the followed him, at this point they would be learning different chakra control techniques and ninja tactics. Shusuke had a long regimen just waiting to be taught. 