Fujiki Inn [ Central Mizu no Kuni ]

[Nujabes]

I was pretty lucky to have found this place. Well, not really. I was pretty lucky to have found that drunkard walkin' around in the middle of the woods, about two seconds before he collapsed into a slumber. Now, I wasn't a thief or anythin', but I needed a fuckin' place to stay. That, and what guy really wanted to sleep outside in the wilderness? I mean, c'mon; I had a girlfriend, and I couldn't just have her sittin' around on the ground and shit, y'know? Either way, it wasn't like this bum was goin' to use it properly.

So, I searched him. And would you believe that I found the keys to one of the luxury suites at the Inn? It wasn't anything too spectacular, but it was a lot better than some of the rooms I'd stayed in during my run from the police.

Tha first thing I did when I stepped into the room was find the bathroom, and jump into the massive built-in spring to bathe. I hadn't showered in lord knows how long; I fuckin' stunk. In fact, I'm not sure how Miku had managed to stay so close to me the entire time we were on our trip. Then again, I never really did have any BO or anythin'. Ah well, none of that mattered - I'd be smellin' like cherry blossoms by the end of the night.

I didn't rush, either. Nah, I let myself soak in the coal-heated waters for hours, until my fingers became pruney. The entire time I'd been in there all I could think about was Miku, and how exciting the days would be with her. There was so much that I actually wanted to do, and felt like I could with her beside me.

Speaking of, I thought to myself. She should be here pretty soon. I'd given the receptionist at the desk my room number and told her to direct Miku there when she arrived. Pullin' myself from the tub, I threw a towel across my shoulders and lazily began drying my hair.

[Miku]

-- Enter Thread

It felt weird going to the Inn to see Akira again. Instead of being outdoors, climbing a mountain together and sight-seeing, this time—him and I would be alone in the privacy of his purchased room. I did not know what to think about all of it, but I knew that I wanted to go outside somewhere with him once I found him. I hoped that since he had gotten someone to inform me of his location that he would be fully ready to leave the inn and go exploring again. It would have been awkward if he was planning on us staying in today, because that was not how I envisioned spending my day.

Once I found the inn, I went to the receptionist desk so that I could speak to her. Before I had even a chance to introduce myself, the lady had already addressed me. “Miku, right? Akira wanted me to instruct you to his room.” I was so surprised on how well planned Akira was with this whole set-up. He had everyone fulfilling their roles for us to finally reconnect with each other again. I listened to her instructions well, directly down the hall and to my left.

I had no idea what to expect, but I was already really nervous. Anytime I was around him, there was just this awful queasy feeling in the pits of my stomach. I was afraid that I was truly falling for him, and of course the biggest fear anyone had when they loved someone—was possible heartbreak. I was afraid of getting closer to him in case he was to somehow break my heart. It was probably far too soon to even be thinking about the future, but he and I were different than usual couples I saw around the village.

Finally, I made it to his room. My trembling hand had finally gathered the strength to rise and knock on the door. Knock, knock, knock. I waited for a response from him, but nothing. Was he even there? My hand gripped the doorknob to the door, and with a twist of my wrist, I pushed on the door and opened it. Slowly, and might I add a bit creepily, I cautiously walked into the room. ”Akira..?” My familiar soft voice should have been enough to cause him to become alert.

I entered the room fully and began my search for him. As I continued to search the room, I came upon Akira standing in the opening with a towel over his shoulders and nothing else on…


”Uhhh?!


It’s….



…Oh.



My.


Uhhh…..!”

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I felt so embarrassed, that I literally could not even form a simple sentence together. My parents had always taught me that it was rude to stare, but I could not help it. I just wanted my entire body to suddenly turn invisible. The fact that I was staring at his..very long friend while he was staring at me made me feel even more embarrassed, and I probably began to blush immensely. My eyes began to water as I shook my head trying to somehow forgive myself for being so perverted. My thoughts were completely corrupted and I could not help but feel like I violated him in some sort of way. Why the heck wasn’t he dressed and ready to leave by the time I came here?!

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[Nujabes]

I thought I'd heard my name while I was busy dryin' my hair, but I brushed it off. I hadn't heard my door open, and as far as I was concerned, I still had a good ten minutes or so before Miku arrive. With my luck, I should've known that she was movin' faster than your average person, and the time I originally figured wasn't anywhere near correct. If I didn't know it then, I did when I turned the corner, still naked and caked with steam and droplets of water, and saw Miku there starin' dead at me. Well, sort've at me - a part of me, anyways. Needless to say, I fuckin' freaked.

"OH MY GOD," I practically screamed, back pedaling as fast as I could. I probably should've just turned around, because I would've seen the boot just a couple of steps behind me. But, I was a little occupied, between trying to hide and wrap the towel that was formerly lougin' on my shoulders around my waist. "MIKU, I'M SO SOR--"

I was cut off by a sudden gasp, hittin' the shoe that I told you about earlier. You think I'd be a little better on my feet, considerin' I was a taijutsu beast, but nah; none of that shit mattered right then and there. My steps became irregular and wide, and I felt gravity winning the very one-sided war. Clumsily, my steps became thunderous stomps, until at last I crashed into the wall.

Well, through it.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" She probably heard me screamin' and cursin' the entire way down, plowin' and crashin' into dressers and other objects in my neighbor's room.

Now, if Miku was brave enough to conquer her embarrassment and peer into the gaping hole in the wall, she would've seen me curled in a ball of towels, blankets, sheets and splintered wood. It looked like a fuckin' hurricane had came through the room, leavin' on terror and devastation in its wake. Thankfully, the other room was unoccupied - the last thing I needed was some fuckin' prick bitchin' at me about tryin' to peep on his ol'lady, despite the fact she was probably a ugly hag.

Whatever the case, it only took me a few moments to recover from my blundering stumble. With my towel secured, I'd make my way back toward Miku (wherever she was), furiously rubbing the back of my head. I think I hit it on a dresser or somethin'; whatever, it fuckin' hurt.

"So, uh. . . I definitely didn't think ya'd be here that fast, love.." I flashed her a sheepish smile, like usual. "Sorry about that. Lil' early for us to be showin' each other that kind of stuff, ya'?"

Still, I hope she was at least impressed. : )

[Miku]

To put it franky, Akira was way too tall to be flopping around nude in the room the way he was. I almost wanted to laugh at the sight of him falling backwards, tripping over his own articles of clothing trying to look decent for me. However, I had completely forgotten about his strength and well—things were slowly getting out of hand. With both arms fully extended in front of me, I would wave my arms back and forth frantically as I began to shout.

”Akira, watch ou-!”

It would be too late. My reaction was not quick enough to save my poor boyfriend from crashing through the wall behind him. I would then tense my body accordingly, my hands covering my face as I tried to avoid seeing his self-inflicted pain. My usual blue optics now slammed shut, trying to mentally forget everything that was going on around me. Immediately after his crash-course through the wall, I heard his booming voice cussing over and over again.

”B-babe? Are you...alright?”

He probably was in no condition to answer me, seeing as he was just shaken up and tossed all over the place, but I could not help but ask that question anyways as a common courtesy sort of thing. I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that he actually tried to cover his nude self in front of me—maybe he truly was not the typical ‘dog’ I thought he was. He really seemed to respect my decisions and time after time, he continues to show that same devotion to me.

I made my way towards the newly created pathway (the hole) to the neighbor’s room, poking my small frame into it to get a better view of Akira. '...Wow.' His body resting beneath the rubble was actually a pretty funny sight, and I wish that I had a picture so that I could savoir this moment. As he began to get up and gain his composure, I would turn away so he did not have to worry about me staring, and I would a wait for him to meet me back in the common room of his suite.

”Oh… I, though I should arrive immediately so I did not waste any time…sorry for interrupting.” I lowered my head in disappointed; I felt like I had startled him and caused a big mess, literally. Knowing Akira, he would brush it off completely and tell me that it is perfectly fine, he really did not want me feeling any sort of sorrow around him. It was hard to believe that someone could care about you so much, especially the way he cared about me. I still found his unconditional love (if he was feeling that way as I had thought) hard to grasp, but I would half-heartedly smile back at him ”Right. It seems like we’re both on the same page.”

I would take a few steps closer to him, removing the distance between us. My lips would press against his as we kissed; it was quite informal but just something that I was growing accustomed to. After our small peck, I’d begin to speak to him a bit more cheerily. ”So, this place is pretty beat, huh?” Abruptly, I would peck him once more in attempts to throw him off guard. I was not why I kept doing it, but it was like a random impulse that kept drawing me closer to him. Scattered thoughts in my mind kept repeating his name over and over again, ’Akira!’

”Did you have any plans for us both today?” I was not sure if he had anything planned for us, but surely he did not expect for us to stay in this crazy scene for too long. It was just too chaotic now.

[Nujabes]

The double-kiss was more than enough to make me completely forget about the room I'd effectively trashed in a single fall. I returned the gesture with a passionate kiss of my own, wrappin' one arm around her while my other hand held my towel firmly in place. Didn't want another accident on my hands - who knew where I'd fuckin' fall this time.

As far as plans for us went, I figured we could take a trip or somethin'. I still had a bit of workin' out to do, though, so she'd have to sit and watch that for the better part of an hour. Just because I wasn't single didn't mean I could just throw my trainin' regiment to tha wind, y'know? I'd been doin' this since I was just a toddler, and hadn't missed a single day. It was somethin' I silently prided myself on, and I doubt I would've managed to maintain this rock-hard body if I didn't, especially considerin' the fact that I ate like a fuckin' pig.

"Well, I've got a hour of trainin' to do. Ya can watch if ya'd like - or, even spot me." I released her from my bear-like hug, walkin' into the next room and closin' the door behind me. She'd still hear me clearly, though. "After that, I was plannin' on takin' ya out for a bit of sight seein'. Dinner, too."

Honestly, I just wanted to wing the entire day. I really didn't like plannin' shit and followin' a strict schedule and what not. Life was just a bore when ya did shit like that, but I suppose it was needed sometimes. I was seein' now that Miku was, without a doubt, the polar opposite of me. But maybe that's what I needed in my life? A lil' structure and order. Couldn't just run around like a hoodlum for the rest of my life, could I?

I reemerged from the bathroom fully dressed, sportin' my usual tight-leather outfit. Not balls tight, but it was pretty tight. A lot better for taijutsu and what not, and it matched my shades to a T.

Hebi and Suijin sat patiently on the wall closest to my left, and I scooped them up along with my orange-tinted shades. Fastening either of the relics to my back, I lumbered toward my beauty and gently cupped her chin with a curved index finger. I press a strong kiss to her lips, enjoying the sweet taste of her lips for several long moments before pullin' away. "But if ya got somethin' better in mind, I'm all ears."

[Miku]

’Oh, dinner?’ I was not hungry now because I had just eaten some ramen, however after our training session and sight-seeing, there would be no doubt that I would gather up an appetite. Akira returned shortly after having gotten changed into his clothing. After he had kissed me, I would jest around with him, ”I hope you washed your clothes, too.” Sticking my tongue out, I lightly shoved his arm away as I began to flee out of the disastrous room. I wondered how he was planning to pay for the damages he caused, but something told me to not even ask. If he did not seem concerned, then why should I?

I did not really have much else to say, but I was curious to see what sort of training he did. Maybe I would be able to keep up with his training session as well, I mean—I was a well trained chuunin. He happened to be a taijutsu master, but it did not mean that I was completely terrible at hand-to-hand combat. ”You don’t even have to ask me to spot you, I got you.” I smiled to him, I allowed for him to lead the way to wherever he wanted to go train at. I would be right beside him, eagerly waiting to display my skills in due time.

Said if you lead, baby I’ll follow.
You can touch every part of me…

[Nujabes]

Now, I wasn't entirely sure what kind of trainin' she did, but mine was a bit different. I didn't really fight or nothin' - my skills were pretty much honed, and bein' that I had no taste for genjutsu or ninjutsu, there really wasn't much for me to expand on in terms of hand to hand combat. I'd beaten the shit out of every genin, chuunin, and jounin that the Leaf Village had to offer before I even joined the academy. Some called me a prodigy, others just said I was lucky. Honestly, I didn't give a flyin' fuck - I was good at what I did, and that was that.

Our trip from the Inn wasn't a long one, as I'd been training there the previous day before I found that drunkard stumblin' around in the forest. The thick, dense mist and forestry would eventually open up to a very narrow clearing, littered with several handfuls of tree trunks - yes, not twigs; tree trunks - that had been expertly cut down and stacked into piles. Of course, it was my doing - I used them for squatin', bench pressing, and free-lifting if I had the time. It kept me fit and lean as a fuckin' rock.

"Alright," I said while unstrappin' my two weapons from my back. I leaned them against one of the few trees I hadn't cut down, unzipped my jacket, and then tossed it on top of them. "Now, I ain't expectin' ya to be able to keep up or nothin', love. No offense, but this isn't really. . . uh, well, normal people trainin'."

Either of my hands latched onto the bark of one of the cut down trees, which was easily thrice my girth and retardedly longer than I was, with such force that it splintered the wood. One deep breath later, and a thrust from my arms bein' fueled by the sudden rush of force than my legs gave me, the massive trunk was thrown horizontally thrown over my shoulder. Lookin' like I was just missin' the vertical piece of a crucifix, I shot her a triumphant smile.

"If ya wanna spar, we can do that too." I was already well into my work out, squatting down several times as I spoke. My breathing was calm and smooth, as was my voice, which should've hinted to her that the four hundred some-odd pounds I had on my shoulders and back was relatively light, at least to me. "I'll have to keep holdin' this, though. Can't break regiment."

[Miku]

’Just, who is this guy, anyways?’ As soon as I thought I was getting closer to Akira, learning more about his personality and his background, he turned out to be someone even more different. I knew that he was physically strong, probably the strongest man I had ever met. He displayed that on numerous occasions such as running up a mountain, and knocking down the wall accidently by falling into it just a few moments ago, but this? This was on a whole new level. He used tree trunks to squat with… That was some inhuman training. Clearly I would be unable to carry out the same feat, or even half of that.

I knew I had to keep up, somehow, so I would not hesistate to even begin to charge him. As Akira lowered himself while squatting, my foot would press against the surface of the ground and lunge my body forward. With great force, I closed the distance between us to a mere five feet by the time he would just be fully lowered. My body was also crouched lower to the ground, anticipating a possible kick of his leg or any sudden movement that he could try to counter me with.

My right hand formed a fist as I went to punch him directly in the chest, with my left hand poised to guard any incoming attack.

[Nujabes]

Fastlil' thang, aren't ya? It was tha only real thought I could muster when Miku sprang at my like a cat on the pounce, aimin' to slug me dead in the chest. I have to give it to her, she was pretty slick for waitin' for me to reach the lowest point of my squat. It severely limited my options in terms of a defensive, much and more when speakin' offensively. However, I definitely wasn't afraid to get down n'dirty, especially in a fight. Sometimes, the best thing you could do was just fall down.

Rather than attempt to swing myself outside of the punch, or even to the far inside, I simply rocked back on my heels. Like a makeshift wheel, my body followed the curve of my spine as I would eventually bring myself to lay practically flat against the ground. Now, with Miku in the middle of such a rush of speed, and showin' no signs of stoppin (even with her punch), there wouldn't be anything she could do besides continue to move forward.

This meant that, with her momentum and balance thrown off by completely missin' her target, even her free hand she'd prepared for some sort've counter wouldn't have been able to make the short travel to her midsection in the time it would've taken both of my massive feet, followin' through with the movement of my roll, to cautiously press against her abdomens and send her soaring into the sky with a single push. Being that she would've been over me, and essentially movin' forward (like the top of the wheel), her trajectory would've been consistent with her initial direction. However, how she landed was up to her.

By the time she settled herself back on the good ol'earth, I would've already been standing again, having dedicated myself fully to the roll. The pressure of the tree on my arms throughout the course of the acrobatic move was pretty negligible, considerin' I'd been doin' shit like this for. . . well, my entire life.

Had I overdone it? Maybe, but I was pretty sure she'd be able to land safely and charge back at me once more. But if she looked like she wasn't, well-- I'd have to drop this piece of shit log and catch her.

[Miku]

'Ugh.' I hated the fact that he was so good at taijutsu. I thought I had an advantage by attacking him by surprise when he was least guarded, but my plan had back-fired. He decided to instead roll back and use his feet to kick me into the air, sending my flying backwards. My stomach felt the full brunt of his attack and my face winced in discomfort. 'Damn.' Flipping whilst in the air, my head would spring backwards as I landed on the ground delicately, despite the fact that I had been hit.

Catching my breath, I now stood about seven meters away from him. He was fully up by now, awaiting for my next move. I was not sure how I was ever to attack him now, I mean; he was clearly stronger and faster than me. But without his hands, maybe I still had a chance? "Well done, but here I come!" This time, things would be a bit different between us. I started to sprint directly towards Akira, gathering my spiritual energy from deep within to help my next move.

Veins would explode from the sides of my eyes, indicating that I was from the Hyuuga clan. By this time, I was now within five meters of my dear love. I activated my creation rebirth technique by simply pouring chakra into my eyes and identifying a five meter area where I can better use my jyuuken techniques. I was sure that Akira would probably be shocked to see that I was a hyuuga, considering that I wore blue contacts all of the time it should have been a pleasant surprise.

However, once I reached within five meters with my byakugan near-instantly activated, I would attempt to strike the man with my thirty six palms technique. Although I knew closing off his ninjutsu would not prove to be very effective, my strikes would be enough to paralyze the area affected once hit. I would attempt to use my first two strikes on his lower chest. This way, if he attempted to kick me again, I could easily divert my hands to his legs and strike them back with my own counterattack. If he was planning to use the log to swing at me, I'd be fully aware of his movements and would act accordingly.

I was determined.

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Byakugan (All Seeing White Eye)
Special: When first unlocked, the Hyuuga may see up to 50 meters 359 degrees all around them.
Description: As its name implies, the Byakugan is just that, a featureless white eye that can occasioanlly posses hints of blue-gray and lavender, respectively. When the Byakugan is activated, the user's pupils become more distinct, and the veins near their temples bulge, representing the sudden chakra activation that makes the doujutsu possible. All members of the clan possess and can use the kekkei genkai from birth, as opposed to needing to awaken it. Byakugan gives the user a near 360º field of vision, except for one blind spot at the back of the neck above the third thoracic vertebra. With this vision, the Hyuuga can see through solid objects, and can use a degree of telescopic sight. The distance and the degree of telescopic sight varies from person to person, and can be improved. Finally, one of the greatest uses of the Byakugan is the ability to see chakra, chakra flow as well as the chakra circulation system inside the body with great detail. It is from this particular ability that they are able to employ their ultimate attack style - the Gentle Fist.
Domain: Hyuuga.

Hakke Shouhen (Eight Divination Signs, Creation Rebirth)
Rank: B
Type: Offensive / Clan Taijutsu
Range: See special!
Chakra: Low
Special: Creates a hakke field for Jyuuken that extends 5 meters in every direction, plus 1 more meter each time retrained for a maximum of 20 meters.
Description: The basis of all Gentle Fist techniques relies on the opponent entering the Hakke, or Eight Divination Signs field. Visible only to the user, this circular area is represented by a ying-yang symbol and other clan variations appearing below the opponent they are targeting. With intense training, the Hyuuga will be able to extend their Hakke, thus furthering their reach with all techniques that are executed in conjunction with the field.
Domain: Hyuuga.


Hakke Sanjuunishou (Eight Divination Signs, Thirty-Two Palms of the Hand)
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Clan Taijutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Consumption: Chakra: Low; Stamina: Mid
Special: Each successful set of strikes can seal off one particular type of chakra flow - be it a certain release, genjutsu, or ninjutsu - for up to three posts, plus one more each time retrained. Moves around the Hakke to strike at near-shunshin speeds.
Description: Once the Hyuuga is comfortable envisioning their Hakke domain and establishing it as their own personal striking grounds, they are taught the art of striking and sealing tenketsu. Moving their hands and arms and bullet like speeds, the Hyuuga extends their palm towards their enemy, and leads with both hands outstretched, so that their fingers land first - 2 strikes, then 4, 8, 16, and finally, 32 tenketsu. As the victim is caught in attack, they are temporarily paralyzed if they are touched even once. Although the result isn't as drastic as 64 or 128 strikes, it can nonetheless close off a specific type of chakra flow within the victim of the Hyuuga's choosing.
Domain: Hyuuga.

[Nujabes]

She was a lot more nimble than I'd given her credit for. Most of tha people I'd sparred with in the fast would've ate a mouthful of dirt and grass from my surprise spring-board counter; however, Miku simply spun in the air and landed on her feet. My silent admiration was probably pretty explicit on my face, and rather than urge her on, I simply smiled as she spoke. I was glad she wasn't a quitter - that just meant things would be a lot more interestin' between tha two of us.

Now, even though I really didn't have anythin' special like a kekkei genkai, I was pretty analytic when it came to fightin'. Even though she was rushin' at me with a sprint, I still managed to pick up the minuscule details like the veins bulgin' from her face. Bein' from Konohagakure, naturally I recognized 'em as the trait of the Byakugan. Was it surprsin'? Yeah, however it wasn't unbelievable - I knew plenty of the pale-eyed shinobi that wore contacts to mask their unique abilities.

Unfortunately for my love, she'd find out first hand why I managed so well as a shinobi: I could adapt to nearly any situation on the drop of a dime. Aside from that, I knew how exploit my advantages and my opponent's weakness.

Considerin' the fact she was a Hyuuga, no matter her specialty, her greatest asset would undoubtedly be taijutsu. Unfortunately, the differences in our size wouldn't be inclined in her favor - at least not in this situation. From head to toe, I easily stood a whopping two feet over Miku. This required her to be within an arms reach, a distance that my leading left leg (which was no doubt nearly twice as long as either of her arms) would've easily cleared in a fraction of a second. However, it wasn't a kick that lashed out; my foot simply extended while the rest of my body instinctively fell back, whipping outside and around the attack in a wide pivot.

What did this mean for my beloved? Well, bein' that both hands would've been comin' in for the double-strike, and that she was sprintin' toward me yet again, there wouldn't have been much she could've done to avoid the makeshift stump my foot would've formed against her leading foot, causing her to simply jettison forward and more than likely fall flat on her stomach.

However, even if that wasn't tha case, my pivot would've followed through regardless, throwin' me out of harms way even if only by an inch or so. I would've been prepared and ready to counter any assault she might've been able to conjure in the brief reprieve of several seconds, more than happy to keep goin'.

[Miku]

Even without his arms, my boyfriend ended up still being a better taijutsu user than myself. It was absolutely frustrating that I was unable to even land a single hit on him, but I had to continually remind myself that he was far more advanced than I was it. It was a fact, and there was no getting around it. However, I still enjoyed the challenge. Just because he may have been more trained than I was, it did not mean that I wasn’t allowed to train with him, right? Of course not!

This was the exact reason why I wanted to get stronger. I knew I had the right combination of techniques to be a more deadly force; I just had to learn how to use them better and learn some new techniques. It would take time to increase the amount of techniques that I knew, but once I trained more—I knew that I could possibly be of a bigger threat to him. His left foot had caught me off guard, extending directly in front of my right foot and attempting to make me fall forward.

The blunt obstacle caused me to lose my balance, but as he was barely backing up, I would use quickly end my jyuuken techniques fully and focus my attention on my left foot. Because of the momentum that I was charging forward, and my right leg abruptly stopped by his leg, my left leg would have been still moving forward, and with a stomp on the ground in front of me, I remained steady in place and pushed off of the ground with all of my might. ’Tsk.’ It was a delicate maneuver, but my petite body would be able to redirect its weight at a moment’s notice.

With my left leg stopping me from falling and pushing me backwards away from him, I would now be positioned about a yard away. It was not a great distance divider, but I had something else in mind for him. Without missing a beat, I observed the several handfuls of treetrunks that surrounded directly behind Akira about six meters away. ’Hm’. How can he still fight so well and be holding one of those things? If I had the same handicap as Akira, there would be no way I would be able to fight at all. Although I had ended my sixty-four palms, my byakugan still remained active. Taijutsu was not going to work against him directly, so I had to attack him indirectly. It would be tough, considering I did not have a very large variety of techniques to choose from.

I grinned at my love as I began to do a quick string of handseals. It would only take a little more than a second to complete the lower ranking technique. My spiritual energy now exploding within my body, I was ready to once again strike. My cheeks would puff up a bit before releasing a devastating cloud of purple smoke. Of course, to someone not trained in the medical arts they would probably mistaken the cloud to just be a smoke-screen which is exactly what it appeared to be. A simple diversion to veil the user's movements. However, I knew of its poisonous abilities backed behind the smoke and hoped for the best.

I would use the weakest variation of the technique, allowing for the gas to travel ten-meters from my position. Because of our close distance, the smoke would rapidly spread forward within seconds. It was a rather fast-paced technique used to escape or attack. My blue-eyes would allow for me to see exactly how he was fairing from within the smoke cloud. It would only take one breath of the smoke for him to inhale its poisonous properties. I had hoped that even if he had attempted to dodge, he would have still breathed it in. Otherwise, I remained in my current position watching him carefully and growing a bit tired.

Why is he so tall and strong? Damn it!

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Byakugan - Active

Doku Kiri (Poison Mist Technique)
Rank: [D, C, B,] A, S
Type: Offensive / Medical Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Chakra: Low - Very High
Special: When first learned, poison gas cloud reaches up to 10 meters. Each rank re-learned adds an additional 10 meters to the maximum, for a maximum of fifty meters. Strength of poison is also determined by highest rank attained.
Description: Ninpou: Doku Kiri is an advanced Medical Ninjutsu technique utilized by skilled medics. After the needed handseals, the medic inhales briefly before expelling poision gas from their mouth at high speeds. This can serve as cover to escape and as an offensive technique against her opponent, or as a trap when luring opponents your way.
Domain: Medics. Must know Saikan Chuushutsu no Jutsu (Fine Affliction Extraction).

[Nujabes]

Now, even if I wasn't that skilled in ninjutsu, that didn't mean my knowledge of techniques and what they were capable of was just as shitty. Again, knowin' was half of the battle. If I was just some oblivious twit, she might've been able to catch me with that nasty little mist she'd just spit out. However, it was fairly obvious that there had to be somethin' unnatural about it. I mean, why waste tha chakra and time to spit out a "typical smoke screen" when you could just throw a smoke bomb instead? It didn't add up.

Granted, I didn't know that it was poisonous. However, I was pretty sure that there was somethin' up with it. So, rather than sit around and wait for it to even get within breathing range, I dipped.

Tha good thing about being in an open area like the cleft we were in meant the poison had a lot of room to cover, which gave me more than enough time to just push myself back, clearin' the ten meters it would've eventually enveloped and a lil' bit more. As for the logs behind me? Well, there weren't that high, and the vertical of my jump cleared 'em with space ta spare. Miku definitely had the potential of a champion, but she just needed a guidin' hand to teach her tha ropes.

"Aight, babe." she'd hear my booming voice from the fifteen meters separating us. "I give up."

The earth would tremble as I let the log fall from my shoulders, and as the smog cleared she'd see me rollin' my shoulders and crackin' my neck. "Yer definitely feisty, I'll give ya that. But, ya need ta work on a few things. I could help ya, if ya'd like. Might not know a lot about ninjutsu, but I definitely know stategy."

I was already walkin' toward her, and in a few seconds I'd be squatin' in front of her, bringin' us more to eye level. "Unless ya'd have a problem datin' yer trainer?"

[Miku]

I was a bit disappointed on how easily Akira was able to evade my technique, but it did not really matter to me anyways. It was not like him and I was seriously going to fight each other anyways, at least not to the point where we were going to kill each other. I deactivated my byakugan, I actually did not like using it. I hated feeling like I had to rely on my bloodline limit to fight, but as of right now—it was all that I really had. To my surprise, Akira offered me a very appealing deal for me.

”Oh, so you mean you mean a big strong man like yourself wouldn’t mind helping out a poor little girl like me?” I started to giggle at the sarcastic tone in my voice. I was a bit snarky, but it came as a package with my cute charm. He knew that I loved him, so he had to deal with my occasional lame jokes. ”I would love to learn from you, but try to keep focused, dear. I know my beauty can be distracting, and all, but that is for another time.”

It was going to be weird having my trainer also be my boyfriend, I mean; this was literally going to be tough love. But I guess it would be worth it in the end, because I would become so much stronger than I was before and it was all thanks to him. I was growing hungry, wanting to eat a proper meal after the slight work-out that I had been doing. Although it did not seem like I had done much, I really tried to use every bit of techniques that I had against him. Blah! ”Babe, what’s for dinner?” I did not know if he had planned anything for us later, but I was hoping it was going to be simply divine. I was ravished.

[Nujabes]

I laughed at her comments. "Worked up a bit of an appetite, eh?" I snatched up my two weapons and jacket, puttin' it back on but leavin' it unzipped. I was still kind of hot from all that movin' around, but I figured Miku didn't want ta be walkin' with me half-naked. I found myself thinkin' about what she wanted and thought more than usual; I guess it just came with the territory.

"Well, I got a friend that works at the Inn." I waited for her to catch up with me, so I could wrap my arm over her shoulder, holdin' her close to me. "He's a cook, so we're ain't gonna be eatin' nothin' but tha finest."

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Not only hand we been given a new room, but it was filled with platters of the finest. Shrimp tempura, shrimp and chicken friend rice, beef n'broccoli. I mean, tha whole nine fuckin' yards. Now, you're probably wonderin' why I was just gettin' such good treatment at a place I'd never been to, right? Well, it turns out that these guys at the Inn were havin' a bit of trouble with a local gang of thugs.

Lets say I talked to 'em.

Basically, I had a get away free card with the Inn. They were more than willing to deal with me than the thugs that threatened them, purposely destroyed their property, and harassed the other tenants of the buildin'.

"Eat up, babe." I wasn't ready for food just yet, but I'd sit with her. "If ya want anythin' else, just let me know."

There was also a very large bottle of sake.