Teacher & Relative [invite/circa]

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The young yet sophisticated Kaguya strolled through Sunagakure, all the sand surrounding them was enough to anger this ninja. He hated sand but was accustomed to it, living with it ever since his birth. Many of the villagers loved it, but had no idea of the outside world past the desert known as the hidden sand. Each step he took with his sandals made an imprint due to the markings under them, the insignia of the Kaguya clan.

Surely most people dreamed, but never like this young man. Changing the world with his bones and taking over as king was never something that would change for the Sand Shinobi. Him and his bones against the ninja world! It came next to his crave of acknowledgment as the strongest shinobi in the world. What birthed the will to become the strongest was unknown, most assumed he was born with it. Asking was unneeded as you could have easily noticed it in his eyes.

What he required was guidance, of course at the level he is at now was nothing compared to other shinobi. His prowess of his Kekkai Genkai was at the beginner stages most could say. He was still learning many things by himself and the book left by his grandmother which contained all Kaguya jutsu including the most ultimate one yet it was locked with a special sealing jutsu until the Kaguya was ready.

Finally reaching the location where he would meet the so called 'partner' within Sunagakure No Sato.

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[KEITH]

Another fine day in Sunagakure, or at least, that is what the young jounin had thought to himself. Sitting on top of his apartment building and looking up into the sky, dressed in robes and a turban. Like all of the other people in the world, they had wondered what the world would bring them each day. Though the young jounin had these kinds of thoughts, he was a bit more proactive than others. Instead of always sitting around and waiting for something to come to him, he goes out and looks for it.

It usually kept him from being bored; it's one of the many things he did as a kid when he had still lived in Shimo no Kuni. Among the many other things he had liked to do as a youngster. As he would finished these thoughts, his golden gaze would slowly move down from the sky, setting upon the village and the people who had inhabited it, it was his duty and pleasure to protect the people of the village. But, he couldn't do so as he wanted, due to the current Kazekage, or rather, the one who will soon become the official Kazekage.

Restricting his movements, and what he can do for the village. The jounin had too much pride to just let him be contained by someone else, despite them being the leader of the village. If you don't agree with someone's actions and views, then you don't have to follow them. Or that is at least what he thought. In his mind, he believed that everyone should share this philosophy with him.

It should have been a common thing, but at least. He could not what to one day get the chance to share his wisdom with the entire village, but for now, he would have to do it one by one. His eyes had zoomed in on those down below him; he had seen someone who he was to teach about the ways of the shinobi world, and the arts of the Kaguya. A smirk had come across his face, before he would place his chakra imbued feet against the side of the building, standing tall and straight, before sliding down the side of the building to his friend. Once he would come close enough to the ground, he kick off of the ground, and landed five meters in front of the other.

("Oi! How are you today?")

He said with a smirk and a cheerful smile, removing his turban from his head, revealing his long, ivory hair which flowed from his hair in a milky stream.

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Now luckily the man he was meeting today also hailed from the Kaguya clan as he held similar traits with Yusuke such as the white hair which was rare within Suna and it looked as if they were the only two that held this trait. Running a hand through his soft and smooth hair. A meet and greet that would become there first lesson together.

The man looked more feminine then ever, something that irked the boy. Plaguing the young boy's brain that this man before him was nothing more then an Okama, yet he was skilled and got the job done. Nothing more nothing less, forcing a smile over his visage.

"You must be,"

he checked over a paper that contained a description of his new 'teammate' making sure of his name "Rekka Kaguya, they call me Yusuke. Pleasure to meet ya."

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Removing his own robes, which brought the Kaguya down as he expected some sort of exercise or test from the man as he folded both his arms against his chest as he prepared himself. Everything about him was ready and that was what he required right now of himself.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/justify][/size]

[KEITH]

REDESIGNED!

Due to the up and coming revamp of Rekka, his appearance will be changed, despite what my previous post says. So, everything about my appearance you mentioned on will be voided, but the RP will continue to go on from your greeting. I will redo my appearance, and you can make a new remark on my new appearance if you want, though you don't have to.

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Five meters away from the young boy, the jounin had stood tall and proud, towering over the smaller one. The smirk upon his face had slightly risen to a higher position, as he would raise his left hand and run his fingers through his cascading, ebony hair that had draped down from his skull. It was pure and silky, the kind that was feminine or just that of a well groomed male. He carried a lazy expression upon his face, his eyes were baggy and looked like he was either ready to sleep or he was simply lazy. Though neither was the case, this was his every day look.

His oculars were scarlet and was embedded with multiple rings, different than the average persons eyes. After the boy had spoken, his expression had changed a bit, with his smirk disappearing away from his face. The wisdom and knowledge that he would pass on wouldn't be something that a kid such as himself would be able to adapt with right away. And, perhaps he wasn't even ready for the knowledge and skills of the Kaguya arts that he would pass on to him.

But he couldn't just drop everything; he had to at least test the boy, for he might be more than meets the eye. He might actually be like Sanada Ikki in some way, which had interested him a bit more. Wondering how unique the shinobi of Sunagakure really are. His smirk didn't leave because he was upset in anyway, but rather because he was unsure of how to go about doing things, and unsure about how he should teach him.

Before he could teach him anything, he would have to see what he already knows. That was something that could only be told by sparring with the young boy, which he would surely do. The place that he had in mind for the spar was on top of his apartment building. Hopefully the boy wasn't wild and crazy, and might not damage the building in anyway.

("It's a pleasure to meet you too, Yusuke. I thought we should commence our first lesson with a spar upon the rooftop behind me, if you think you'd be up for it. From there, I will asset what you need to work on to improve your skills.")

Once he finished speaking, the hand that had ran through his ebony hair had pointed to the top of the building, as he did, the sleeve of his robe had fallen back some, revealing a few of the beads and bracelets that he had upon his wrist, all of different cultures, three in all. And, if he would pay attention to his features, he'd notice a headband of cultural design around his head, resembling that of the peace symbol, with a few other ornaments and colors upon it. And finally, the last odd thing about him is that he hadn't worn any shinobi sandals or any footwear at all. Barefoot was the way to go, he was a weird looking fella, but he was a unique individual.

("So, what do ya say? I'll even race you to the top.")

Though he had said that, the jounin wasn't really one to play far. In a burst of speed, his body would flicker away, without giving the boy any warning at all, or signal that he had planned the start the race to the top immediately. He didn't use any techniques at all, this was his own natural speed, his shinobi speed that was far above the youths. Near-instantly, he had appeared upon top of the building, looking down at the boy. His cascading locks were blown in the gentle wind that had swept across the village, ruffling his hair off to the side.

He had waited for the boy to come, though, the expression upon the jounin's face could be a little freighting, the way he stared down at him.

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Now this man was more what the Kaguya prodigy thought of, he was more laid back then other high ranking shinobi he had known within the village. Similar traits that reminded him of his father but he knew that this was also another thing that he felt made him the right choice for becoming the teacher of Yusuke.

His eyes gave off a scary aura about him, something of his past maybe? No different then a hawks, maybe even see like them. It was cool but the flawless shinobi couldn't shake off the feeling of something creeping upon his back. This was no different then that time, the death of his mother...

The scary thoughts began to fade once the word 'spar' came up in the man's speech which gave him that sudden adrenaline rush. A way to test his skills with his teacher. The lust of fighting a stronger opponent always brought out his true self. On top of the building as well, wasn't there risks? It was fun and dangerous, to qualities he had begun to be accustomed to during his life, it was all about it.

Now what came before this was a small race between the two to reach the top of the tall building before them. Of course he was interested in playing the game with the man but he had no time to play as he noticed his teacher ahead of him in a flash. Uncertain that he had used the flickering technique most shinobi used or just his natural movement. He stood there witnessing the speed he was moving before realizing this was a race.

Walking up the wall required a natural concept of chakra control which he would need to reach the man ahead of him. Instead he began to run, his speed and brute strength of his legs is what kept him up scaling the wall. His speed was enough to reach his teacher, albeit barely.

The pressure of air blowing against his face was intense to give him a disgusting look as he ran to catch up to the teacher but near impossible. Being right behind and chasing was already a feat to talk of but to beat him would be impossible. Yet he had no plans on giving up, his will wouldn't stop him from losing.

Can't lose today...

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[KEITH]

He watched the boy climb up the wall at a fast pace, but he wasn't nearly as fast as the jounin, but still pretty speedy in his own right. He had thought that maybe his skills could surpass that of Ikki, but he would have to see. Both of them are Genin of Sunagakure, but which one was the fastest and strongest shinobi? Which one was the smartest and most clever shinobi? These thoughts had rang throughout his head, but he wouldn't allow it to distract him from the matter at hand, his scarlet gaze staring deeply into the boys as he would reach the top of the building.

With the young boy not knowing when the sparring would begin, he had to be careful, if he had decided to stop just ahead of the boy, he would be stricken by an attack. He started the race instantly after all, who is to say he wouldn't strike the boy the instant he would land a foot upon the rooftop, he already told him that they would fight on the rooftop. He'd have no choice but to move to another part of the roof before he would step onto the roof. Whenever he would, either it is close to him or far away, he would begin to speak again, in a calm tone, though his voice was deep.

("So, tell me Yusuke-kun; how do you go about fighting? Are you afraid to take actions first? Or do you prefer to set back and wait till your opponent makes the first move? Either way, you will find out what their capable of. Neither is any safer either, it is just a mere preference type of thing. I can do either.")

He wanted to know which one the boy would have preferred, if it was just one of them, he would surely teach him how to do both of them. As a good sensei, he would teach the boy everything that he knows so that his student could excel. But he could only teach him as much as the boy would be willing to learn, after all. He didn't want to push something on him forcefully, especially if his body couldn't handle it.

Seeing him had only reminded him of Ikki, or at least what he had thought of Ikki after he managed to keep himself alive from being attacked by multiple people. He had many expectations for Yusuke, and he hoped that he didn't plan on letting him down one bit. He would turn his head into the direction of the young boy, but if nowhere that I would need to turn my head to, then I would simply look directly at him.

("Are you ready to begin, Yusuke-kun?")

[KEITH]

exit.

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@circa: +26 EXP

@sage: Return and exit before receiving a grade.