Complications (open)

[reza]

The world was complicated. Possibly more complicated than it needed to be. As goes the saying 'That's easier said than done.' Nobody wanted to do things. Everyone wanted to sit back, relax, and let others who had even a little ambition do the hard work. The ones with ambition were the ones running the world. They couldn't; They wouldn't just sit back and get fat off of someone else's hard work. Wasn't that what the rich did? They just owned some big company that made millions of dollars a year, and stuff their pockets with more than they deserved. That's what was so complicated. The hundreds of hard workers got minimum wage while those lucky few wouldn't have to work a day in their lives.

Reza had ambition. Possibly even more than many had. She wanted to be Hokage. It took a hell of a load of ambition to want that. She wanted to protect her home. It took a hell of a load of ambition for that, too. And she knew from the very beginning that she might not even so much as receive a 'Thanks' from the villagers she would one day protect. Her and Kuroi.

Of course, no one's life was ever uncomplicated. Reza herself, fourteen years old, hardly ever went home. She hated her parents. They always wanted her to do better, do things 'right'. She had done everything right: she went to the Academy and graduated at the top of her class, never made any mistakes, always trained, was always getting better. She even went out and found her own companion rather than choosing one. Her parents wouldn't let her anyway - they thought she would never amount to anything, as a person, a ninja, a master. Nothing. Maybe it was their own way of getting her motivated, but she would show them wrong. She would amount to everything. She didn't know how, but it would happen.

"Kuroi, go!" Reza said, loudly, as she threw her arm forward and threw a thick stick as hard and as far as she possibly could. The little wolf - which was larger than many other puppies its own age - set off at a run, bounding over the yards and speeding toward the place where the stick would land. The two of them had to get stronger, faster. The only place to that by oneself was at any of the training grounds of Konoha.

[Prince Leo]

Leo felt like training with his hook blades for some reason so he entered the training area and readied himself for some training but then he heard a voice calling out. He knew people weren't being subject to torturer publicly but there was always that small chance someone was pushing a little to bit far in training. Leo listened for another call but he heard nothing but panting. He visually scanned the area but in a small opening in the forest wasn't much to see. He moved through the forested area an came to another opening. He noticed a small wolf and a person. Of course he didn't want to just stand there like a dope and snoop in on someone else's training but that was also a problem since he didn't want to interrupt their training. The chance of his discovery was pretty high with an animal around. Leo caught the feeling of the wind on his cheek and then realized his scent would have been carried over to the wolf already. The small wolf would notice him but Leo wasn't going to stand around and wait to be bitten. He went back into the forested area and went a couple circles around two trees before he walked into another opening in the forested training area. Social skills weren't his forte and they probably wouldn't be for a long time.

"Maybe those two won't follow me and I won't have to worry about basic introductions." Leo had a horrible amount of angst when talking to people; it was something built into him since he was a kid. He didn't know why and probably would never try to change himself. Communication is difficult anyway; all the misunderstandings and problems people have leak into their mod then they start getting angry or emotional when people do something stupid by accident. Leo pulled out the two scrolls containing his weapons from his stuff. Though not opening them he felt the parchment and wondered about the world for a moment in a sappy sort of way.

Two weapons held in paper, ink, and chakra. It's simply amazing what gets taken for granted.

[reza]

Reza watched as the little red wolf ran back, the stick in mouth. She had made a perfect arching jump to catch it - just what Reza had wanted to see. They were certainly on the road to become perfect fighters. Few Inuzukas came to the point of having each other's backs while being perfectly in sync without having to even make a flick of a hand as communication. When it did happen, it was a beautiful thing; the perfect bond. The ability to practically read each others minds and act accordingly, quickly,skillfully. It would make fighting easier and less stressful knowing that one could lean on the other in time of need.

A drift in the wind carried a scent to the pair, and they both moved their eyes and necks towards it. In the middle of a huge training ground, it was hard to find another, but that wasn't it. There were scents all around of course - of people who had been there hours or days ago; faint scents. Or scents of others further away; ones that the two couldn't as easily pick up on. But this one was new - fresh. It didn't have the wild scent of grass and hair, so it wasn't an animal. No. It was human. And it seemed to linger for more than a moment. Reza's teeth flashed and she set off in the direction, Kuroi bounding after.

'It could be a scout from an enemy village..?' the Inuzuka thought, but decided against it. If another village was sneaking around, looking to see others' genin for the upcoming Chuunin exams, they would be more careful. Certainly they would know the abilities of an Inuzuka. Besides, it didn't smell like anything strange. She still wanted to find out who - or what - it was.

The trail wound around a tree, which confused Reza and Kuroi until they found it leading out to another field where they found a boy. She hated other people, which was ironic since he seemed to have tried to stay away from her. She stood at the edge of the trees, Kuroi beside her. Both their teeth were showing, and Reza was lowered a bit into a general stance - one that she could both advance or retreat in easily, while also having her hand low to her kunai pouch in case she needed to defend herself.

"Who are you? and why were you watching us?" she demanded, eyes narrowing at the boy.

[Prince Leo]

He heard a voice, the same voice as before only this time it was clear and came from. He looked over and noticed her. It took him a moment to identify the female under her wild hair in a pony tail, red markings, and cat like eyes. Her feral appearance was a lot to take in for Leo.

"Watching you... uh... Oh, IwasjustwonderingwhattheholleringwasaboutsoIlookedaroundandIstumbleduponyouandyourpetwolf." Leo didn't know how but he put his sentence into a big long word. He didn't know why but he always comes out as the awkward little kid that can't talk. His really speedy words were followed by yet another hasty sentence.

"OhgodIamdoingthatthingagain. Sorry." His face turned as red as his hair. Of course for a twelve year old socially awkwardness would be his most terrible trait. He looked down instead of in her eyes, though the red in the face still spread down his body. He wanted disparately to just leave her and the animal to escape what ever she was going to say. Like every other occasion where Leo is one on one with someone he couldn't find the right words to speak and if he did manage to say something he would splice his sentences together and make things awkward. He always froze up like a computer error right after that.

"...."

And it begins.

[reza]

Reza stood up straight, examining the other shinobi. He was younger than her, that was for sure. A few years more or less. He wore darker colors that contrasted with his pale skin - nothing complicated to notice. With his skin, his red hair made him look like he was on fire almost.

When he began to speak, she thought that perhaps he was afraid of her - of how she looked. Not many people got too used to seeing an Inuzuka, who look very different from the usual person. The usual person whose chakra cannot as easily mix with that of a canine. It was usual for Inuzukas to be that way. Unusual. Different. Everyone was different though. Inuzukas just looked it too. It showed what they were capable of - which might not be the best advantage. However, the markings of an Inuzuka bore a weight on them; a secret pride similar to any ninja that bore the symbol of their village. They meant something; they were someone. Not just a regular person you could find anywhere. They were a ninja, and in the same sense, Inuzukas were what they were. And she supposed it was the same with any clan: Uchiha, Hyuuga. The only difference was that those were on their clothes usually. A tattoo was very different.

The Inuzuka snorted, figuring she was wasting her time. Although his words all jumbled together, she still understood enough pieces to puzzle everything he said together. He looked like a lost helpless child, and, while most people her age would tease him about it, she just closed her eyes as he apologized. "Are you always this weak and annoying?" she snapped. Shinobi should never be weak. And if they were, they shouldn't have been called a shinobi. Reza frowned and turned to walk away, hands gripping into fists. "If all you do is snivel and get red-faced, you shouldn't wear that headband," she growled, still walking. Kuroi turned around and took a few steps with her master, but stopped to look back at the boy, head tilted slightly and ears perked.

[Prince Leo]

Leo was weak and annoying; talking to people was his biggest weakness. If not being able to talk makes me weak than I suppose I'm the weakest person in the world. Leo said nothing when she called him weak but perhaps silence would be a better use of language than words. Wait my face is red? How embarrassed do I look? Calmly gathering himself he tried to talk slower. His redness began to fade back into paleness.

"You're right." Leo said trying to think up conversation material. "So you're part of the Inuzuka clan, i guess hat makes you the first member of the clan I've ever met." Leo didn't know much about family; he was an orphan and didn't know his parents. To him a clan would have been like Christmas everyday. Leo could already tell this was a girl but she was older and probably twice as mature as him. Leo liked to analyze conversations ; he was more of an observer than participator.

Maybe I should just go; I'm not helping myself get out of the conversation. Nah that would be rude I shuld just wait for her to leave after she stops lecturing. Well she's only insulted me twice I wonder how long it's going to be before the conversation ends.