[fb w/fang] Bricks Are Heavy

[vetti vedi vicious]

She was confident. Too confident.

Headed her way was a young academy student, one that, according to her superiors, was a bit of a troublemaker. She went over the paper she'd been given once more, reanalyzing every detail. It was a troubling case, but nothing that Kirino couldn't handle, or so she told herself. The privilege that was the trust that the higher ups placed in her to look after this boy filled her heart with all sorts of flutters. Did the Kage finally trust her to do something, did they finally realize her potential?!

She certainly hoped so. Being an "ambassador" wasn't all it was talked up to be. Of course, the reality of the situation was they were just too busy cleaning up after the war to get anyone useful to do such a job, and they couldn't allow any Genin to take on the task. The decision was a last resort if anything.

The teachers who had assigned her with a mission had also given her a time, and a place. It was a facility located on the actual academy grounds, used for group training. However, for the time being, the only person inside of the building was Kirino. It was fairly desolate, the only objects actually within the large warehouse like structure being very large sparring mats, mats on the walls (which were made of reinforced concrete), and two chairs, which Kirino had placed in the center of the building. She was sitting in one of them.

For this occasion, her attire consisted of nothing out of the ordinary for her. A white tank top, a thick black sports bra, and red athletic shorts, two white stripes running down both sides. A runner's attire, if anything. That is how she spent most of her days, going from country to country, so it had become something of a uniform for her. One leg rested on top of the other as she sat in the chair, leaning back on it slightly.

She watched the door, smiling to herself, waiting for it to open, for the boy to step through, ready as ever.

[enzan]

I was irritated by all of these weakling little bastards, they fucked up my mood too easily. I was always tense for I had to be a murder and killer, wasn't that my reason for even being here. I stomped down the hallway making sure to slam my foot into every single wood planking on the floor. I hated that I was told to come to some stupid thing since, I knew I had to do it or else I wouldn't graduate. I hated everyone of these little bastards that were near me, none of them were even ninja!

I finally reached the door, and began to twist the knob as hard as I can. I swung the door around back and slammed it into the wall as hard as I can. My eyes peered into this bland looking wood shack of a room. I walked into the room and was still extremely mad at whoever the whore was sitting in that freaking chair. I looked around trying to find anyone else other then her but I couldn't do it, I hated the very fact I was alone with her and saw the one other chair.

" Fuck, I have to stay here with your dumbass. "

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[vetti vedi vicious]

"That's awfully vulgar language for someone so young."

She frowned slightly, a bit put off. She knew this wasn't going to be easy, but didn't quite expect the boy coming in to be so immediately confrontational. Despite that, the fact that she was completely in control kept her fully confident. She stood up, deciding to take an offense of sorts rather, hoping to get the boy's attention, and respect, or at least obedience, established immediately.

"Now..."

She stood, arms firm at her side, back straight, a clearly authoritative stance. A rare state for Kirino, a stance she had never taken before in this context. It was true that such knowledge had be planted in her during her own time in the academy, but it had been ages since she had used it, and had certainly never used it as a teacher. That said it was something she felt was necessary to get her message across.

"SIT DOWN."

Her voice echoed through the room, her eyes widening, looking into the boy with an intensity that was beyond rare for Kirino. However, with this, she still maintained something of a grin, though not one many would find comforting. She was clearly planning on enjoying this, one way or another. That wasn't to say she planned to do anything mean to the boy, but submitting herself to his will, or cranky attitude, was simply out of the question. A finger would extend out, pointing to the chair next to her, demanding the boy take his place on it.

[enzan]

" Fuck you Bitch!!!! I'll sit when I wanna sit!!!! "

I crossed my arms over my chest within seconds after unloading my anger. How dare some ugly nasty fucking bitch tell me what to do. She was just like Raito and the rest of the adults who thought they owned me. Well none of these bastards own my body or soul and they never will within my life. I unfolded my arms raising my middle finger to her and smiling. She could scream all she wanted I wasn't as fragile as I was a year ago, I had a mission to do and wouldn't fail. I turned around going for the still open door completely ignoring her ugly bitch ass.

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[vetti vedi vicious]

"Stop RIGHT THERE-"

She'd be in front of the boy before he could even blink.

"-Unless you're in the academy just to blow off some steam."

She glared down him legitimately upset at this point. She wouldn't spare a word, thoughts spewed out as they came to her in a controlled fury. There was not a chance she'd just lose it in front of the boy, no, but he would know what she thought. An intense tone would convey each word clearly, stern. She'd bend forward slightly, face only inches from Agito's.

"Is this some sort of joke to you? Do you think you can get through this with that kind of attitude?"

She'd point to the headband that was tied around her arm.

"Do you know what this is? Do you know what this means? It's a symbol, a symbol that stands for justice, the pride of this village, this land; and you think you can earn this? You think you have the right to wear this after that little show you put on?"

She'd bring her head back a bit, anger turning to disgust, sneering.

"Know what? Just go on ahead and walk out that door. We don't need you or your insolent little shit attitude either. Waste your time moping and whining on the streets, a parasite of society."

Kirino would motion behind her with her head, then readjust slightly, only giving a moments pause.

"Or stay here and try to prove your worth; fix that snotty little brain of yours. Ram a bit of discipline in there."

[enzan]

" Grr, FUCK YOU!!!!!! "

She made me so angry , I stomped out of the same way I stomped in. I hated that ugly cunt with everything that I had inside. Yet before I could even make it out the door I remembered his voice. That evil disgusting voice of Raito. . . I cringed as it snaked it's way into my mind a mere memory but it's words felt as if he was right there.

" It was just like I said. . . A fucking toy is all you will ever be. . . just a play thing for others and then just as easily thrown away. "

[/i] I fell to my knees and slammed my fist into the ground over and over again. The force of my blows so fierce that the skin on my fingers began to bruise even in the short period of time I was punching. I hated myself, and I also hated the fact i couldn't even calm myself for one single second of the damn day. I began to feel tears force there way down my eyes as Raito's words and her words began to melt into a singular word. That word was repeated over and over again in my head like a sickness that I could never escape in my life ~ Shippai (Failure)

Why am I afraid to go back into that room?I mean if I did I wouldn't be giving up and I wouldn't lose. . . right?

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[vetti vedi vicious]

As the boy moved past her, she'd click her tongue in disapproval. It would appear that was it. He was done. She wasn't lying about that sort of attitude having no place in the academy, or the village ranks. Yet, to her surprise, the footsteps of the boy stopped. Her head turned, curiosity getting the better of her. Chances were if he were upset enough to attack her, the boy could do very little damage. Even the few prodigies of the village were fairly weak at such an age. But what she saw was not a boy ready to attack, but one breaking down, and so quickly at that. The slamming of his fists had little effect on Kirino, though she found herself pitying the boy. Naturally, it was inner turmoil effecting him, that was clear. In most cases, surroundings dictate actions, rather than one's self inflicting their personality on surroundings. This wasn't exactly what Kirino had planned to get out of the boy, but at the same time, indirectly, it was.

Approaching the boy and lowering one knee, she got on Agito's level, placing a hand on his shoulder. Her tone was far from calm, or kind, but rather reassuring in its firmness as was her grasp.

"Joining the ranks isn't for everyone, but if you want it, you have to sacrifice a lot to get there. Just remember, it's your choice."

[enzan]

My tears were heavy, like that of seeping blood, the feelings of crying because of and inner pain was new to me. There had always been something inside of me which wanted the comfort within these tears,yet I though it was only when I was beaten bloody and almost dead so . . . why now? I flinched when I could feel someone else's hand on my shoulder. The flinch was a reaction from the years of being beaten and literally cut for fun by that sick bastard Raito. Her words to me were like all adult words; I had to do something to even be seen as of value.

I looked away from her, I didn't want her to see the tears which were streaming down my face.

" Why. . . Why am I so weak. . . I fight everyone and fight everything but never do I get stronger. This anger and rage. . . it is the only thing which can help me. . . only thing. . . "

I wasn't angry, but more so revealing the long depression that I had inside for many years now. Sanu's words came to me like the secret kiss of a ghost long gone from this world, filtered into my skull like a sweet lullaby. His whispers it straightened my spine, bringing me to my feet. I wiped my eyes and began to walk back towards the room from which I just ran out of. . I hated this. Hate was all I could feel for the people who were around, but I guess I needed this type of therapy if I was gonna make him happy.I bit my lip just hard enough to draw blood, trying to relax the tears away with pain, as I finally made it into the room.

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[vetti vedi vicious]

She had a good sense for these things. Well, no she didn't, but as luck would have it Kirino would manage to hold together in this particular situation, avoiding her usual pratfalls. The age difference between the two certainly helped. The boy turned his head, and she watched carefully, listening intently as he spoke, or whimpered rather. The inflection of his voice would be more than enough of a giveaway that he was pretty shook up, and perhaps even... Yes, he certainly was crying.

Kirino nodded, raising to her own feet before Agito, her tense demeanor fading quickly. They hadn't gotten far in the larger scheme of things, but this was certainly a first step, both literally and metaphorically as the student stepped back inside of the building. Kirino grinned, pleased with the outcome of her actions. With that through, hopefully she could drop the drill sergeant attitude and just get the kid to listen to her without complaining. With that, she followed the boy inside, closing the door behind her.

The inflection she was using had changed completely, and you could say the same about her aura. It was clear she was still planning on having fun, remaining cheery, so to speak, but no longer at the expense of the boy. Her presence was inviting, perhaps even calming, welcoming. Moving forward, behind the boy, she took take a deep breath, forcing her chest outwards, then exhaling slowly. With this movement, her shoulders lowered, posture now devoid of any hostility, resembling something much more fragile than previously.

"Now, I have a question for you, okay Agito?"

She would wait for the boy to turn, or at least give some sort of response before continuing.

"Why are you here? And I don't mean in this room, but in the academy in general."

[enzan]

I would continue walking, until I had reached the seat that was appointed for me. My hand began to pulse, and pain was vibrating from my fingers, reaching up to my forearm. It was insanely stupid for me to just attack the ground like that, but I thought my pain could be quelled by such a thing. Her voice seemed to be different then before but still holding a vaguely annoying tone to it. I also hated the question she had asked me because it struck me personally within my heart. Her question was hard to answer, I wasn't here for myself but to protect someone else's dream. My voice would be simple, yet there was still a hint of a whimper in it from my earlier tears.

" I. . I want to become a powerful ninja. . . so I can never be taken advantage of ever again. . . "

[/color] The pain within my voice was apparent, and my best chances at creating a false facade of toughness was gone by now. My legs, began to swing back and forth, my size for my age was much smaller then other kids. My answer to her question began to bug me, was I really that weak to the point all my dreams could slip away?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/font]

[vetti vedi vicious]

A brow rose. He even went as far as to sit down, without a word from Kirino. Pleased, she followed him further, taking a seat herself. Here, her eyes would fall on the boy's self-inflicted scars as he covered them slightly. They didn't seem unmanageable by any means, and mentioning them was pointless. The boy knew what he had done, there was no need to lecture him on the subject, at least not yet. The subject at hand was the first to be tackled. Though Agito seemed reluctant, at least he was speaking. She nodded, taking a moment before responding.

"Hm."

A notable pause. She leaned back slightly in her chair, looking the boy over once more.

"I don't think so."

Kirino then leaned forward, getting close to the boy once more, though not nearly as close as before, just as close as the chairs brought them.

"You 'should' know, as well as I, that we as soldiers of Mist have one duty, and that is to protect our people. If that isn't set in your heart, you'll never graduate. Getting strong isn't difficult, but doing it the right way and for the right reasons is."

She'd pull back slightly then, her minty cool breath distancing itself.

"Right?"

A friendly smile would cross her visage, followed by a nod. A slight adjustment in her positioning on the chair would occur once more before continuing.

"So."

Another pause.

"Could please be honest with me?"

[enzan]

As I sat myself down within the chair I realized how uncomfortable my clothes were. My over sized shirt was large enough that I would be able to shuffle around inside it. Her voice called my attention to her face, the words she spoke had struck a cord with me. A shinobi would have to protect those within the village to be strong. In that strange moment a sudden realization overcome me. I would never gain power listening to such a weak disgusting bitch.

I would have to play along for now but my goal would still be to become stronger then anyone. That goal included other ninja within the village, if they got in my way I would dispose of them post haste. I could see that what I said before had interested her to the point I suspected she was starting to like me. I played the fool allot of times and ever put my ambition into my very thoughts. My body began to sway back and forth as the question asked of me would be answered swiftly.

" I will be as honest as I can be, and I won't be able to get anywhere without getting through this first. "

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Her smile faded, the boy's lack of subtlety proving ineffective against Kirino's frankly lackluster observational skills. At best, he was irritating her with his stubbornness. One would think someone with the energy to attack his own comrades, or to survive through the difficulties he implied earlier, would also have the foresight to realize when someone was trying to help them. Here, that didn't seem to be the case. Here, the boy was resilient, trying to fake his way through this process. Here, Kirino knew she still had ways to go if she wanted to break through to the kid.

The beginnings of aggravation didn't show on her visage, but may have been hinted at in her tone when she spoke. Kirino remained calm as whole, but did not plan on putting up with the kid's bullshitting for much longer. She didn't plan on dedicating her time to listening to someone just outright lie to her, to act completely defensive, to never once open their mind. He'd given hints before, when he broke down, but it seemed he recovered, patched up the holes that had burst. But why, why bother trying to cover something that someone was trying to help you with? It wasn't just going to go away.

"I'm asking you to answer my initial question with honesty; Why are you here?"

Though relaxed, it was still quite clear she was not going to accept the boy's current facade.

[enzan]

" I'm here to become a Kirigakure Ninja, is there anything else? I don't remember there being anything for me being loyal to my comrades but only to my village. In my quest for getting stronger I'll do whatever is needed to rise to the top levels. Once I am and established shinobi I can finally relax. . . being so powerful I can finally be able to relax . . . until then I need any type of training even if it's to attack and fight or even spar with other kids. It's not my fault there weak. . . "

[/right]Infuriating was to say the lest for this mundane conversation. I needed to find a better way out of these questions. I know our ideals class greatly, but I can't fake who I am not even a little bit. A smile couldn't be seen upon my lips, my legs kicked back and forth under my chair. Time seemingly froze for me, my gaze fell towards everywhere because I had lost a bit of interest in her. She was a hypocrite, I would bet she would do anything for the village as well so why would she tell me not to be a competent ninja? this entire things was baffling to me since usually i was left alone. My behavior is of that of a severely strong ninja nothing more nothing less.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/font]

[vetti vedi vicious]

"You must not have been paying attention, then."

She didn't believe how self-righteous this boy was. There was absolutely no way he really thought he could enter this system and graduate, or last, with such a mindset. Of course the boy didn't look Kirino in the eyes, of course he was trying to ignore her questions. She was getting somewhere, striking a chord, and he did not want to admit it.

"Do you really think we would allow someone so selfish, so unaware of the thoughts of others, to use us? To waste our time on someone that only cares about himself?"

Her posture remained open, not defensive, but firm.

"And you can't blame others for your actions. You call them weak, but they provoked you to attack them, showing how mentally weak you are, falling into such traps."