Board Thread:Hitomi Hyuga/@comment-24479578-20160812163957/@comment-24479578-20160812164030

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The morning had gone by quickly and in the afternoon, Hitomi had looked over the training field and taken a deep breath. Dressed in a pair of shorts and a blue tee shirt, she began to run about the training field. Starting with stretching out her legs, she pulled one foot behind her then the other one after that. Her thoughts began to run away with her as she looked to the ground. ‘I have to push myself. I have to be faster.’ She leaned over and touched her toes so she could stretch out the back of her legs. After a few jumping jacks, she began to jog about the field. She had to build up her reaction time, her speed and her stamina. It was beginning to bother her that she was the weakest person on the teams that she had been on. But there was not only that, she had to be able to do other tasks as well. Her reaction time was not where it should be and she knew that she had Chuunin exams coming up. Her black hair had been put up in a high pony tail and only reached her shoulders now after the length of it had been burned off, but as she jogged about the field, it bounced behind her and swayed from side to side. The warmth of the afternoon felt good against her skin and the gentle breeze made it a perfect day for physical training and not just jutsu training.



: Vain: Short exhales left the small Hatake’s lips as she continued jogging through Konohagakure. Today the female decided on starting with aerobics, and from there she’d move to basic pushups and situps. Eventually the young child made her way to the training grounds and much to her dismay another girl had already been there. Yasu eyed her carefully as she entered the area, she’d pause about a distance of 25ft from her and got on the ground to begin doing pushups. The girl was rather quiet, hoping that she didn’t disturb the other child…and that the other child didn’t disturb her. Yasu had a lot of work to do for the chunnin exams, and she didn’t want to run out of time. The small child had to graduate to prove a point to her mother…To her father who vanished. It was a small dream, but it’s something that kept her going. With a light exhale she began to count aloud, her voice a whisper. Once she met 100 pushups she’d sit up and lay back, her spine curling as she began doing situps. ‘I wonder if she’ll be home tonight.’ Thought the girl, her eyes relaxed. ‘I suppose it doesn’t matter anyways.’ Was the next thought. It was true, even if her mother was home…it was like she wasn’t even there. The old woman was always busy reading her newspaper or drinking to care if Yasu was home or not, and if she wasn’t home she was ‘Working’. Again the child met 100 situps. With a soft exhale she stood up and began doing toe touches. The young Hatake’s eyes shifted, looking at the girl acorns the field. She was curious to who she was, but Yasu wasn’t social really and didn’t intend on stopping her training regimen to ask questions. After all, with exams coming up…It was more than guaranteed she’d met the girl. Yasu ceased her toe touches to begin twisting her spine, preparing for pull ups.



It had been quite the eventful day for the young Hyuga, having found himself stumbling on an old scroll which contained the teaching of a new Jutsu he had hoped to learn. The Scroll being given to him by an older jounin who had recently left the Hyuga compound to leave on a mission and though that Dante may benefit from it. Dante was now walking through the village, the rolled up scroll in one hand while the slowly unraveling paper flopped over his other forearm, stretching the paper so he could reach it bit by bit. Rat → Tiger → Dog → Ox → Rabbit → Tiger the scroll instructed, “Inhale, filling your lungs with air, kneading chakra in your stomach and while exhaling in small burst let the chakra mix with the escaping hair and allow it to ignite once leaving the lips.” It didn’t sound too hard to Dante, but then again he thought this about everything and he’s been wrong before. Cluelessly bumping into people as he read face down, arriving at the training grounds, he quickly glanced up to look around and notice the people around him before moving next to the Sparring pit which he would sit down on the grassy outline again reading his scroll.





Soft footsteps approached the training area, footsteps that found the shade wherever they could as a dark figure approached. He was still a boy, no older than fourteen, and quite short for his age as he stood 5’6”. A newcomer to the village, his identity was still unknown to almost everyone save for some academy staff members who met him during the exams. –So easy.-  Only a few months after he had arrived in Konoha, an orphan from another village with no real prior training in ninjutsu, he had passed the final Academy test with a top ten result. Since then he had been training on his own, out of sight, out of hearing, until the day came that he received word at the door of his small and miserable apartment that had been given to him out of ‘leniency’. He remembered quite well how he was told that he would possibly be placed on a team soon, and was instructed to interact and train with other Genin. He never liked it but complied without ever voicing his personal reference; which brings us to today. The boy was dressed in a long black robe with a high collar that fell open from the waist-down so that the flaps of the coat moved up with the gentle wind. He passed the two girls without saying a word and moved into the sparing pit where another boy sat reading a scroll. –“Pathetic.” Murmured the boy in black who wore a white sash around the waist that was home to the sheathes of two Katana, one of which was grabbed by the sheathe, closed to the handle, as the unknown boy’s left hand drew the sword out at such speed that It left a vivid trail lingering in the air as it was unsheathed, slashed up to aim and cut through Dante’s scroll, and then re-sheathed; all in but a moment’s notice. This was a swordstyle called Laido and the newcomer seemed to be a skilled user of the art. “Kei Shirida.” Were the only two words he said as he walked around Dante and awaited the latter’s reaction; ever keeping his left hand close to the hilt of his katana. A form of introduction, perhaps, but said in such an arrogant way that obviously showed Kei thought himself superior and wasn’t ashamed in showing it. His black hair was seen tied behind the nape of his neck, but shorter, jaw-length, bangs  fell down over his ears and around his fair face, which was quite boyish and showed just how indifferent the boy was as it carried no emotion whatsoever.



When it was just the other girl there doing her work out, Hitomi was fine with it. She even welcomed the silent company knowing that in some way, she wasn’t alone. The Hyuga child continued to jog one more lap around the training ground before she then started to take off into a sprint. Her body warmed up nicely, she wanted to work on her endurance. She didn’t know what the exams would hold for her, but she was not going to be the one tired before the end of it. Another form appeared and she had caught it from the corner of her eye. The way the individual moved, the color of the hair, the clothes. It all caused her anxiety to creep up and try to take hold of her. It was when she rounded the corner and faced the person that she took a staggered breath and tried to not let it bother her. But there was no use. Her brother was someone that she could never truly hide from even if she wanted to. And with that would come his disproval and the eyes that would judge her every movement. She pushed herself to keep going around him and had turned her head only long enough to see the other boy that had taken out his sword and swiped it towards her brother. Turning her head, she kept going. If she got involved, she’d only get reprimanded by him.



Yasu’s gazed turned to a tree, overlooking the branches to see which would support her weight. Once she found one she concentrated chakra to her feet and ran up the tree, her body twisting as she pushed off the tree and grabbed the branch. The young Hatake’s body swung for a moment, once she settled she began to do chin ups, her eyes watching all that had been in the training grounds now. Two of them had been members of her squad. ‘So they are training as well.’ She questioned internally as she continued to pull her chin above the branch. Once she met 50 she’d pull her entire body onto the branch, her body sitting on it for a moment before she leaned back. The female’s calves locked around the branch as she continued her workout regimen. The female would continue to count aloud until she met another 50. Once she was done she’d drop to her feet and stand there briefly as a light yawn escaped her pale lips. Slowly, the female observed those around her, curiosity on her face. A part of the child wanted to approach her squad, but another side didn’t want anything to do with it. Yasu decided that if they’d approach her she’d speak to them but until that moment she’d continue on with her own business. With a stretch the female took a seat on the ground and pulled an apple from her pocket. Yasu began to eat her snack as she took a break. ‘After this more jogging.’ She reminded herself, ‘Then Kunai target training.’





Dante continuing to go over the scroll line by line as he sat there, the man must have moved before him in an attempt to cut the scroll he was reading but the scroll wasn’t Dante’s to damage and he didn’t like owing anything to anybody. Pulling the paper up enough that the sword would glide by the the smoothness of the strike leaving nothing but a small bit of wind to make the paper rustle a little. Taking to his feet as the man started to re sheathed his blade, rolling the scroll up once more before placing it in the pouch on his lower back, his eyes meeting the mans with a blank expression. “Are you lost? I think the child’s play park is on the other side of the training grounds.” Dante spoke, attempting to taunt the man who disturbed him. Dante would be on the balls of his feet, ready for anything the man may do.



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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Without as much of a flinch or any signal, Kei noticed the boy pull back the scroll and ran wind chakra flow through his katana to extend its reach by a few inches with cutting winds that left the scroll in two pieces as originally intended; however now also ruptured where the winds had torn apart. The following taunt never seemed to reach this new kid on the block who scoffed, closed his eyes, and jumped up and bac while spinning in acrobatic fashion. In doing so he threw two Kunai from under his left sleeve, where his hand was hidden, before landing back on the grass about 5 yards away from Dante. The first Kunai flew towards Hitomi and aimed to slice past her right arm as she was sprinting; thrown just in front of where she was running so that her running motion carried her into the cutting edge. The second Kunai flew towards Yasu and aimed to land inside of her apple just before she took a bite, taking it out of her hand as the Kunai would fly on towards a tree to her side where it embedded itself while smashing the apple to several chunks. “Hmpf…” The winds began to pick up, toying with Kei’s bangs as the lower part of his mouth hid behind the high collar of his robe. His left hand revealed itself again as it returned to hover over the hilt of his katana. He was ready, vitalizing his body with chakra as skilled Taijutsu users could, and waited for anyone to make a move as he turned this into a group fight where everyone was fending for himself. –Perhaps now… this will be worthwhile.-

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Hitomi had been doing her best to ignore the fact that her brother was there when she felt the sudden sting searing through her upper arm. “Ahh!” She just about hissed coming to a stop and looking to see the continuing of the kunai just beyond her on the ground. Walking over, she picked it up and looked to it. Her eyes looked about to the others that were in the area and knew that the girl hadn’t thrown it. She had been eating. She then looked to Dante and the boy that was there. It must have been the boy. With a sigh, she reached into her side pouch and took out her first aid kit and cleaned her upper arm before putting a bandage on it. After replacing it back into her pouch, she held on to the kunai and walked over to the center of the training ground. Her eyes had stayed on the boy as she clutched the weapon in her hand. Her eyes then moved beyond the boy to her brother. Would he go up against this unknown boy? Her eyes then went to the girl and she had noticed that the apple that she had was cut. What was this boy’s problem?

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">: The young Hatake’s snack was ruined..Juices from the apple splatted on her hand as it fell apart and fell to the grass. The onyx eyes shifted and looked down, glaring at the apple that had already been covered in ants. Slowly, the silver haired woman stood up and glared at the unknown boy. ‘Is he serious.. .’ she questioned as she squinted. Slowly, the female pulled a kunai from her own pocket as she took cautious steps towards him. Yasu eyes looking the male up and down. A heavy exhale left her lips as she spun the circular end of her kunai on her index finger. “What is your issue?” she questioned, her voice low. The young child clearly seemed agitated now. The child had kept to herself, and yet this boy wanted to make her a target. It was fairly annoying and immature, but most males were. “I hope you have a good reason to be getting on my bad side. Baka.” She stated, her eye twitching in frustration. Slowly, her eyes looked to the others around her. ‘Should I just…walk away or?’ she questioned internally. The young child had a difficult time deciding.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Dante’s eyes was quick to note the man jumping back into the sparring ring, and the two kunai which didn’t bother him at all, not even looking to see of the others were okay, seemingly they where as all of them headed over to see what the boys problem was. “Stay out of this, both of you. I’ll teach him to respect his betters.” The young Hyuga spoke out to the two approaching females, calming weaving some seals, slowly so the man could follow almost disrespecting him, Tiger → Boar → Ox → Dog → Snake where the seals that Dante formed. As he formed the last seal a log from the nearby forest appeared where Dante was, Dante not attempting to do anything fancy but stepping back, moving to roundhouse kick the kog which started to descend through the air towards the unknown man. He’s hope the man would be distracted by this, and hope that he’d draw his blade in an attempt to cut the log in half, Dante quickly quickly move at his full speed, moving around to the left side of the man, bringing his left palm back and a full thrusted blow attempted to land on the side of the man's face, his hand infused with chakra to the point where the blow would be carried past the man’s face, bruising his cheek, if not cracking his cheek bone if not dodged.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">-Such a waste of chakra.- Kei shook his head at the use of Body Replacement, and shot out of place in a quick sprint; his torso hanging low to the ground as he leaned his weight into the momentum of his run, accelerating faster. His narrowed eyelids peering through a curtain of black locks as followed the trajectory of the log and jumped up, gaining altitude fast, and landing one foot on top of the mid-air log. But it only remained there for a short moment as he used it to push himself off in another direction. He dashed off the log, turned 360 degrees in mid-air while sending a shuriken flying at Dante, and touched the ground with enough motion to immediately rush towards Hitomi. His long robe danced around him as he set his cold gaze upon her and approached her front-side at high speed, but when he came within two yards of her he’d kick off just a bit harder than his previous steps to close the small gap in the blink of an eye and stand directly in front of her; their bodies almost in contact. ‘You lack focus….” Spoke his emotionless voice before he partially unsheathed his katana and aimed to slam the butt of the hilt into her gut, after which he turned on the spot, counter clockwise, and aimed to smash his heel into the side of her head with a reverse roundhouse kick; his ponytail floating up in the air behind him as he finished the turning motion, his movements flowing with effortless beauty.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Silently she watched her brother as he told her to stay out of it. However, it looked as if that wasn’t going to be the case as her eyes followed the boy from where her brother had been battling him towards her now. Her eyes followed his steps and she gasped slightly seeing him come towards her at a high rate. Her breath caught in her throat as this boy looked down on her much the way that her brother did. It caused her eyes to move down a bit. His words touched her the same as Dante’s did too. Her hands in front of her felt the butt of the katana slam into the back of them. Her lips pressed together to keep from making even a noise. But this time, her eyes looked up in time to see him start to spin. Her eyes went wide and a gasp came to her throat. Quickly she slid her right foot back and then bent both her front and hind leg slightly. With an open left palm, she thrust it up catching his leg on the outside of her forearm. Then with her right hand, she came forward with an open palm strike aimed toward his abdomen. It was unlike her to hit anyone, but this was unwanted. He attacked her first on both accounts. This time, she had to stand up for herself even if it meant getting hurt and being called a failure again.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">His plan was foiled it would seem, noticing the man could move extremely quickly, as he pushed off the log which would crash against the ground shattering into piece Dante quickly moves his left hand to his lower back pulling a kunai from it quickly, using the side of the bladed weapon to knock down the shuriken as they came for him, some being stuck in the ground being ricocheted away and the others just falling to the floor as he knocked them from the air skillfully. Upon knocking the last one down he’d leap from the sparring area, quick to chase the cloaked man, seeing Hitomi’s attempt at a palm thrust to the abdomen Dante would attempt to quickly add to the same from behind, gathering some chakra in the palm of his hand, attempting to press a full force palmed thrust into the lower back of the man, should the palm hit it would lightly cripple him for a few moments, the real damage would come from the chakra which would come from behind forcing the man's stomach forward into hitomi’s thrust, probably pressing against his stomach from both sides making him instantly spew all over. Had the man moved, Dante would pull his palm back before it came anywhere near to contacting Hitomi’s preparing for the man's next move, who knew maybe this would be fun. Clearly this person was skilled, skilled enough to give Dante some good old fun.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">With a thud, Kei felt his leg caught on the girls forearm and quickly moved his hands together, as they were already close, in front of his stomach to weave three quick handseals. Then Hitomi’s palm struck something, and everything suggested that it was Kei stuck between her palm-attack and the one of her brother that followed soon after. But when their hands would begin to push into the robe suspended in midair, they’d notice that Kei wasn’t there anymore and instead had only left a clone with barely enough chakra to hold the coat up for a moment; a very weak version of the shadow clone that was more like an upgraded academy clone as this was a jutsu Kei had yet to properly master and knew only from a scroll he had read. Due to the fact that they were most likely tricked and thought their attacks to be successful, the chance for them to withdraw their blows in time would be reduced greatly and most likely lead into a painful collision of palms. But Hitomi had struck something, right? Correct. As seen when Kei was now in the air above them panting from the hit he had taken that drove some of the air out of his longs. He had dashed up before her hit had fully gone through however but still felt the throbbing pain of a bruise. Not that he seemed to pay it any mind however as he back flipped effortlessly and landed on the ground, three yards to the side of them, and slid back over the grass before coming to a halt. As he stood back upright Kei merely scoffed and held the same emotionless look in his eyes. Ignoring the pain was now easier as it began to lessen but he knew that if it was a full hit he wouldn’t have gotten off so easily. He wouldn’t make the mistake of underestimating her again. Yet none of those thoughts were visible on his expressionless face as he waited to see if the two opponents would trade blows with another or work together to fight him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Having initially struck him, she saw the robe get tangled up in her hand and then saw Dante on the other side of it. *No!* Her first thought came screaming through her mind as she knew that he would be charged and coming with a full Hyuga palm strike. As quickly as she could, she’d turn her hand towards Dante’s wrist and attempt to grab hold of it before he struck her by mistake. If she succeeded in this, she’d quickly let him go and look to him with a soft smile then look toward the other boy. Her voice was soft but she spoke none the less to him in a way that she knew he would understand though it was not how she truly felt. “This boy has disrespected both of us by his actions.” The idea of actually fighting with only her brother at her side, although scared her to no end, it excited her as well. Though there was the possibility that she would fail and he would look down on her once again, there was also the possibility that she would succeed and he would see it. It was a chance that she was willing to take. She’d look up to him and wait with a bit of a half-smile.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Quickly Dante would feel the hand of Hitomi take his wrist, stopping much of his attack, quickly he realised what had gone on as he moved his head to look to the side which the coated man fell. Snapping his hand from Hitomi he’d quickly turn to let his body fully face the man, gritting his teeth as he spoke back to Hitomi “Yes he did, but don’t get in my way.” He wouldn’t stop her from fighting with him, but at the same time he didn’t want her to hold him back, he didn’t think much of anybody but if their last fight proved anything she could take care of herself, even if she did seemingly fall apart in the mission they partook. His other hand which he didn’t thrust with still held a Kunai, quickly he reached behind him and put it away before kneading chakra in his stomach, bringing his hands together in front of him, making seals. Rat → Tiger → Dog → Ox → Rabbit → Tiger Breathing in quickly just before his hands reached the tiger seal, the breathing him caused him to arch his back a little moving his face towards the sky but his eyes never felt the cloaked man. As he breathed in he quickly used the kneaded chakra and infused his air with it, leaning forward to exhale, almost using his own body movement to force the lung capacity to release all the air they had, his tongue flickering off the roof of his mouth as he attempted to let the chakra infused air leave his mouth in quick bursts, in an attempt to ignite them as they left, creating a flurry of fireball towards the man. Sadly this wasn’t the case, quickly he managed to fire 8 bursts of air, only one of which ignited and it quickly flickered out before it even made it halfway towards the man. This was quite embarrassing for Dante, not even looking at his sibling, but instead just waiting back at least giving her a chance to do what she wanted to do, he’d attempt to follow up anything she’d do.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">-A distraction…. But no follow up.- The Genin’s deadly eyes lit up because of incoming flames while he acted quick, weaving handseals while backing away in a series of small jumps that ended in a backflip. He came up quite high off the ground, ever kneading chakra in his stomach, and finally made his landing on a branch, facing them, with his hands held up to his lips in the tiger seal. And then, just before the bursts of flame were about to reach him, he exhaled a large ball of fire that tore through the smaller bursts before flying straight at both of the Hyuga. The ball was more than big enough to consume the two of them in burning flames and also left the ground cratered from the force of its impact. “Great fireball technique.” He spoke calmly; effortlessly countering the others fire technique by using one with a greater body that easily disabled the separate bursts. Even though Kei seemed like a Taijutsu specialist, he clearly knew what he was doing when it came to ninjutsu too. But he didn’t stop there, no, he pushed himself back off the branch and flew through the air following a few yards after the fireball, hitting the ground just outside its damaging radius. He then waited, calmly like a predator would, cloaked by the ensuing smoke, with his hands held open and to each side of him as he took up a wide stance, eyes closed, ready to charge at, or counter, whoever escaped the flames. The bandages around his arms slipped off a little to reveal what looked like a tattoo on his right arm.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Silently the younger child watched as her brother had failed in his attempt to do the jutsu that he had tried. *Fire… why do they always have to use fire…* Her thoughts were clear and perhaps on the humorous side due to recent events for her and her brother. But her brother had tried. She would not look to him and give him the idea that she was enjoying the fact that he had failed at something. It felt nice. That was pride talking and she quickly pushed it down. He was her brother first and foremost. Pride was something that would get people killed. Their mother had told her that when their father wasn’t around. She pushed a light coating of chakra down to her feet as she began to run to the right at full speed (2.5). Her fingers moving through the 12 hand seals while she ran and finished with the stern word of ‘Byakugan!’ The areas on either side of her eyes formed bunches of inflated veins which now allowed her to see more clearly the area that they were battling. With a strong push off the ground, rotating her body just enough that she would now look as if she was doing a baseball slide, she launched herself into the grass and slid along the blades, scraping up the side of her left leg from the rocks under it. The ball of fire had gone narrowly past her and she felt the heat of it against her skin. She was going to have to talk to Akira about learning some water techniques especially with all the fire that she had dealt with. Coming to a stop, she once more pushed off the ground with a forced sign of effort in her breathing and dashed across the field towards the cloud of billowing smoke. She could see his chakra and his tenketsu. She saw it clear as day through the smoke. With her first two fingers on each hand extended, she’d run up upon him from his left. Coming to a stop just before him, her fingers of her right hand would strike forward to the center of his left forearm, then she’d follow in with the first two fingers of her left in an attempt to close the two tenketsu that were under the skin at that point.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Noticing the cloaked man jump back a few times before back flipping onto the tree branch, the signs he weaved would be saw too followed by the huge fireball Jutsu which knocked his little ass ones outta the way. Infusing the soles of his feet with Chakra, running towards the side, leaping slightly only to land on his feet away from the fire ball, moving around to the side of which he would get a clear view of the man. Quickly reaching into the pouch on his lower back as his eyes became active, the veins around them becoming swollen and his pupils becoming viable, he quickly grabbed 6 senbon three in each hand, throwing the first three in a scattered way, aiming for the man hand which was on the side Dante was dancing and two in the upper aim, aiming to make that arm useless. If his Senbon hit he’d quickly look over to his sibling to see what she would do, before preparing for another attack.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Senbon flew in from the right while the girl approached him from the left, coming to a sliding halt in front of Kei who looked at her with a dead gaze as if mocking her. Then as her arm struck out he’d simply move back, dashing out of the smoke, while leaving her in the path of the Senbon who were about to strike her; at least half of them. Meanwhile Kei, who now cleared himself out of the smoke, wondering how they were so precise when their vision was clouded, threw up 2 scrolls in the air before jumping up after them; five yards off the ground. –If I didn’t hear the metal clinging of the senbon beforehand, and the sound of her footsteps, they would’ve actually gotten me. Hyuga huh….- The perceptive boy then unsealed the scrolls, causing them to poof in a cloud of smoke, before clapping his hands together. As he clapped them, a great gust of wind shot forth from his hands and revealed what was unsealed from the scrolls as fourteen shuriken shot out of the small cloud on a high speed path towards Dante. “Gale Palm.” Uttered Kei with an immense sense of calm, as he then saw the possibly lethal shuriken fly off. They were spread in such a formation that even if the Hyuga dodged the ones coming straight at him he’d find another Shuriken blocking all paths of escape. And due to Kei launching the projectiles diagonally down from the air, he had the advantage of covering all the required angles. He then made a quick landing onto his feet again, crouching slightly, one hand touching the ground, one hand merely hovering over his blades.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Though her Byakugan had seen the senbon coming towards her, there was no way she could move in time to get past them all. She ducked her head to the right and felt two of her brother’s senbon hit her. Two of the three that were aimed for his hand would hit her in her upper arm where the boy’s kunai had cut her before while the ones that were aimed for the boy’s upper arm would go over her head. She cried out softly and grit her teeth together. *Not going to cry. Not going to cry* she thought to herself as she reached up and pulled the metal sticks from her flesh. Coated in her own blood, she placed them as hair sticks in her ponytail while she looked to the boy before her. She saw the projectiles that were being cast towards her brother and began to concentrate once more on her chakra. She pushed the chakra into her hands once more and came from the dissipating cloud of smoke in a burst of speed towards the boy. She reached into her side pouch and pulled two kunai from the bag and began to move as quickly as she could. She pushed hard off the ground and would flip over the boy, only to throw both kunai towards his shoulders before landing behind him on the balls of her feet. Upon landing, she’d quickly spin around to face him with her hands at the ready with palms open. She didn’t wait and instead thrust both palms aimed towards the center of the boy’s back.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Seeing the man easily dodge his senbon, gritting his teeth Dante quickly reached the three remaining ones back into the pouch he took them from, and quickly formed hand seals Tiger → Boar → Ox → Dog → Snake once he’d done that he’d seemingly replace himself with yet another log from the nearby forest. Dante on the other hand would be seen a few steps away turning his back towards the two of them before starting to walk out towards the scroll which was in two piece on the ground picking both of them up and starting to walk toward the gate in which he entered “I’m done with this..” Is all Dante said, loud enough for it to reach both of them if they wished to continue with their little fight. Reaching the gate and opening it, stepping through it only for it to slam shut behind him, Dante made his way towards the Hyuga compound.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">His eyelids narrowed slightly as he watched her shoot out of the smoke at high speeds and he saw one of them leave. –One.-  This was his first fight ever against another shinobi,  and he seemed to have no difficulty fighting two strong Genin, showing surprising talent. But even he hadn’t expected a young girl to be this fast. He had read up on the Hyuga clan in the Konoha libraries and as such knew some details about them and the rumors about their eyes; the Hyuga clan however kept many details a secret. But with the current revelations it wasn’t hard to put 1 and 1 together; they were talented and could see through obstacles, and showed refined skill in taijutsu. –Still. You’re not even close to my level.- He brought his free hand up to his mouth and bit through the skin of his palm. But then, where he had expected her to be right in front of him, she was up in the air. –When did she?- He leaned his head back to follow her lithe body move through the air, looking straight up into her eyes as she was slowly inching to being directly above him, and then flinched in shock upon feeling the Kunai sink in his shoulders; his eyes flashing red as he watched her move overhead as if time was slowed down just long enough for him to realize where she would land. He turned around and took a step back outside the range of her arms just before she made her landing while pressing his bleeding hand against his right forearm. Then, out of nowhere, a large white snake shot forth from under the bandages and reached through the air as its body aimed to first wrap around the girl’s arms just as she had extended them, missing her target. The thick body of the snake was as big as a grown man’s upper leg and with its length it was more than big enough to wrap around her chest and legs before the head came back up just in front of her face; hissing violently. The snake was very strong as it’d easily lift her off the ground while constricting her with great force. It was more than evident that this snake could crush her bones at the mere notion of Kei’s command. But he just stood there, in front of her, calmly, while two kunai stuck out of his shoulder. His eyes both red and displaying a single tomoe. It was odd, he didn’t fully understand what was happening, but even the movements of the snake that had tried to wrap around her seemed more clear as he saw the large muscles bulge under the snake’s white skin.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">he eyes of the Hyuga child saw around her but were focused upon the boy that was before her while the snake lunged out and wrapped around her arms. Her focus had gone from the boy that she’d never met before to the huge head of the hissing snake as it had coiled about her. She had watched as her brother had left her there and sighed a bit feeling that once more, he had left her. It was something she was rather used to. But it hurt a bit more this time as they were actually fighting side by side and she was surely making the Main House proud with the way she was fighting. But she was the only one there now that would know about it. As blood fell down her arm, she looked to the snake while it constricted about her arms with the movements of its muscles. She could feel every muscle movement, every coil as it moved its way up her arms towards the rest of her body. She couldn’t fail now, not when she’d be trying so hard. Chakra still built up in her body, she took a deep breath and put all she had into it. Focusing upon the snake that was in front of her, she forced the chakra from the front of her body in one body burst towards the snake in an effort to get away from it. If she succeeded in this, she’d move from the snake and stand across from the boy. Trying to catch her breath a bit from the very taxing jutsu.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Then it came to him. Like the echo of forsaken bells that ring in alarm of impending doom; a familiar sharp pain in his shoulders, reminding him of the pain he had ignored for so long, pain that he denied from affecting his emotions. It did something inside the boy, let loose a mystical power of the Uchiha as he thought back to that someone someone… and not just anyone. Kei fell onto his knees and cried out while pressing his hands against his eyes as he remembered the savage beatings of when he was but a young boy, remembered the taste of blood in his mouth as the people he trusted the most betrayed him in the vilest of ways. But then, when it looked like he just might have snapped psychologically, he just fell silent. And even though his hands were wet with tears, he didn’t sob nor shiver, he just sat there looking down at the ground with a blank stare. Meanwhile she had tried to break free of the snakes grasp but the creature was too large, too muscular, to be blown off of her especially due to how it was wrapped around her arms and constricted even tighter when it felt the force; almost breaking her bones, doing so if she resisted, before the head moved close to her neck as if ready to strike. Then suddenly, though slowly, Kei stood up at which the snake seemed to retreat inside the bandages and vanished from sight; masked by a small expansion of smoke. He was numb, empty, and blank. He felt nothing in that moment. He thought nothing, waiting as the memories sank back down to where he buried and locked them. –The night will find you soon.- He thought, reflecting back for one last moment before indifference took over as he looked into the girls eyes without any sense of acknowledgment even though she had surpassed his expectations by far. Not making a sound as he pulled the kunai from his flesh and tossed them on the floor. He just turned around and walked over to his robe, completely disregarding her at this point; throwing it up and standing underneath it with his arms raised so it fell perfectly upon his body. With his eyes now turned back to black he looked over his shoulder, at her, or not? No, he was looking straight through her as if she was open space. And then, after tugging at his collar so it covered his lower face again, he drew both of his Katana while running towards her with his arms stretched behind him, swords sticking out to each side like wings. His eyes flickered red again as he sidestepped past her, bringing his swords up, while turning 180 degrees to aim to then aim and slam the hilts of both katana down against her chest. Not even looking her in the eyes as he aimed to knock her back behind him while staring the opposite way. “Don’t ever approach me again.”. If the hit was successful, he’d walk away with his eyes closed, his long black robe waving in the wind that picked up on his ponytail. He hadn’t expected someone around his age to be skilled enough to actually hurt him enough for the Sharingan to awaken; showing how highly he thought of himself, though he knew how good he was. Though he understood his mistake, and learned from it, knowing he would never make the mistake of underestimating someone again based on loose assumptions; only on facts. Cause now it might cause his secret to leak it. He never wanted the ‘opening’ of his eyes to happen, but now they had. –No turning back.- He thought as he would leave the scene and hoped she stayed away from him so his secret might be safe a little longer.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">With her body blow failing, she still watched the boy as he fell to his knees and cried. The snake was still there, but she deactivated her Byakugan anyway. This was a boy of her village. Once the snake left her, she watched motionless while he came running at her with his katanas pulled. She felt the hilts slam into her chest and she felt the air be pressed from her body from the hit. It caused her to lean over coughing while trying to gain her breath once more. Breathing heavy, she looked to the kunai that were on the ground and watched the boy turn from her. Reaching into her side pouch, she pulled out her first aid kit and held it in her hands before her while she looked up to the boy. “May I stop your bleeding before you go?” Her voice was soft though her breathing was labored a bit from still trying to catch her breath. There was no anger or hostility in her eyes or upon her face. Even though this boy had just caused her a great deal of pain, she gave him a soft, warm smile.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">How was she still moving? Where did her devotion come from? Why did she radiate so much life? He hated it, he hated it because it made it harder for him to maintain the feeling of death. He had to be a vessel, detached, alone, focused on but one thing until the day he took it; to then prevent similar things from happening all over the world. –But first I must save myself from the dark chains of misery that bind me.- He sighed, turning around to look at her with lifeless eyes, fully sheathing his katana again before pulling his robe down to drop off his shoulders. Nothing about him showed any kind of gratitude. Everything seemed unusually cold. Something felt off. His hair began to fall out, then his skin fell apart, before finally his whole body was nothing but a pile of shredded flesh. And then she’d most likely realize, thanks to her byakugan, that she had been trapped in a genjutsu since he met her eyes as she had looked up at him. Perhaps she had seen it sooner, perhaps not at all, but while the genjutsu took place he had left with his robe still pulled up high.

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