I Don't Want to Grow Up [M]

[♠Solo♠]

Tensa and his client exited the Hokage Tower. It was an odd exit for him. He felt eyes piercing into him as he left with the happy woman. Some of the Chuunin even snickered as they saw him. He shrugged it off, only because he lacked knowledge of exactly what he accepted. He thought it to be an easy mission, however. He felt like babysitting was something easy to do and excellent to end the day with. Babysitting was easy after all.

The two walked out front of the tower, approaching another man, taller and larger than Tensa in height and weight. Next to him was another shinobi, who looked like he seen better days. The large man looked on to his mother and a child like excitement came over his face.

"Mommy!" he shouted, shrugging the Chuunin out of his and onto the ground. He ran over to Tensa and the woman. The Hyuuga looked up at the man. He had a five o clock shadow it looked like. He raised an eyebrow in wonder of why the large man called out to his mother using the phrase, "mommy".

"Hello, dear Chou. Young man," her voice suddenly became stern and serious. She almost seemed like a completely different woman from the one inside. "This is my son, Chou. I just need you to watch him for a few minutes while I grab some things from the market. You do everything he asks you to, understand? Otherwise I'll see to it you never take on another mission in your life!" Tensa's eyebrows raised, as he took a slight step back from the woman now hovering over him. "You be good, Chou. Mommy will be back shortly." With a kiss on the man's cheek she started walking off. Tensa and Chou looked at each other. His assumption was wrong and he was still somewhat stupefied by exactly what was going on.

"Uh...," the sound lurked out of his mouth. He turned to look for the mother to ask exactly what was going on, but she had disappeared like a shinobi, gone and out of sight completely. "What?"

"Hello!," Chou shouted, excitedly. "Play?" he asked with a deep, demanding voice. He had to have been twice Tensa's own age.

"Erm...," he reclaimed himself. He was a shinobi and would treat the mission as seriously as any other, despite the difficulty to find himself doing so.

"What would you like to play?"

[♠Solo♠]

"PATTY CAKE!" The words flew out of the man's mouth as if it were a serious statement. Shinobi everywhere would have probably been incapable of figuring out this one. The poor Genin was stuck with a job an interrogation expert would probably quit. Tensa had never even heard the term before. He wondered what it meant. Some kind of game people played when they wanted to pretend to be shinobi maybe?

"What is...patty cake?" he asked confused.

"You don't know what patty cake is? You're dumb." Chou pointed and laughed at Tensa with sheer enjoyment of the statement. He probably wouldn't have minded it, had the laughter been for a mere few seconds. Chou continued to laugh for about a full two minutes. A stumped Hyuuga sat in amazement as he laughed on for what felt like hours in his mind. The man's cynical laughter ran through his head like a drill. Even the birds were scared away by the man's enormous and monstrous laughing. Why would anyway deal with this? It explained why the woman needed shinobi. No normal man would deal with this one.

"Um..." Tensa started a sentence. Chou instantly interrupted him.

"Patty cake is easy. I'll teach you cause you so stupid. Watch," Chou began lifting his hands that looked like large frying pans. His palms were open wide and facing Tensa. It was like looking into a white void of nothingness. He thought it to be a brilliant metaphor for the man's mind at this point. "Hold your palms up, like dis." Tensa mirrored the man. He thought it to be some sort of training. The Hyuuga excelled in these sort of exercises so he felt he would be victorious in the match.

"OK." the Hyuuga replied more confident than he did upon embarking this mission.

"Now...patty cake!" Chou sent both of his palms flying at Tensa. He felt his body tense up instantly out of reaction. No one moved at someone swiftly like that, less it were a spar. Their palms clashed with one another, however the force seemed far from equal, as Tensa was sent off of his feet, flying upon his back and sliding in the dirt below.He grit his teeth from the pain of the dirt grinding into his back. Chou looked on as Tensa flew away.

"Haha! Small boy fly. Again. Again!" He clapped his hands at his amusement.

[♠Solo♠]

Tensa rose to his feet, rubbing his back. At least this pain was familiar. He knew how it felt to be tossed on his back, thanks to all the spars with the Hyuuga. He walked back over to Chou, aching. It would only last for so long though. He dropped his arms to his side as he stood in front of him again.

"How about we do something else till your mother returns. Maybe sit and meditate?" Chou had a confused look upon his face after hearing Tensa's words.

"Medawhat?" he exclaimed, scratching his head.

"Meditate. Sitting in silence and reflecting upon..." he was cut off by a loud burst emerging from Chou's mouth.

"Boring. Patty cake!"

"Maybe we should do something else."

"I said patty cake!" Chou stomped upon the dirt, slightly making a rumble under Tensa's feet. "You play patty cake or I'm telling my mommy on you! You'll get in trouble." Tensa remembered the threat from before. It was a D ranked mission. Failing it would have been the most embarrassing of all defeats for him. A mission ranked for the lowest of Genin. He clenched his fist, refusing that fate.

"Fine. We'll play." he said, holding his palms up, preparing for another force. He braced himself this time, intent on not being knocked off of his feet. "Let's go." Chou, without warning, chuckled and sent his palms flying at Tensa's own once again. He thought he was ready for the force. However he would find that he was once again thrown to the ground, sliding on his back in the same path as before. It would continue on for almost an hour until the client had finally returned, with bags wrapped around her arms.

"I see you two are playing," he spoke up as she looked at a now dirty and dusty Tensa laying about on the ground, aching with an incredible pain. He rose to his feet, rubbing his back with his hand, as he approached the woman, slightly hunched over. The woman wouldn't even acknowledge her hired help, however. She instantly walked over to the large buffoon. "Did you have fun with the young man?"

"Oh yes. Tons of fun. We played patty cake and little man flew like a bird. It was so fun. Can we do it again?" The woman chuckled almost hysterically.

"Maybe you two can play again," she spoke up as she looked at Tensa. "I suppose you've done a decent job. Go on. Tell them to give you the payment I left behind." Tensa nodded without saying a word, before turning toward the tower and heading inside. He vowed to himself in his head.

"Never...again."

[EXIT]

[Axcel]

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