Therapeutic Brawl (Open)

[Kildred]

It was a pretty boring day, which was something Usio was thankful for. Days that were interesting could fall on either the good or bad spectrum, so he very much preferred normalcy to anything else. Having just finished tilling some land and taking care of the farm, he was out walking. Pondering the idea of stopping for lunch, he only just overheard his family name being spoken by a group of men. "Goddamn Yamamotos. Make me sick. We should just run the whole lot out of town." Typical idiots spouting off nonsense that they wouldn't actually do. Wonderful. Still, this was likely tied to Roji, and his immediate family was being lumped in with him. If there was going to be any hope for the man to start doing good, he needed to get the public in a state to accept them.

Approaching the group, he made his presence known. "Excuse me, gentlemen. I'd like to talk to you about the Yamamotos." They all looked him over, and the one closest to him immediately started mouthing off. "Speak of the devil. The boy of the family himself." Huh. Seems like he was actually known to some people. "Why don't you do us all a favor and scram, kid? I mean real far. Take the whole lot of your worthless family with ya. Say, to Suna, or Kiri. Or anywhere. Just leave our village." The man spoke with a sneer, getting his friends to laugh. He turned back to his table, the jeers not halting in the least. Our village? What a presumptuous lot. Still, it was incredible aggravating. Usio's mind raced for some kind of comeback, and when he settled on one, he looked down at the man.

Down? He was bent over backwards, his hair clutched within Usio's fingers. When his elbow slammed down into the man's face, it became readily apparent that he didn't know how to deal with stress.

Shit. The day just got a lot more interesting.

[Krethean]

Ujiyasu was eating at his usual hang out, Eijo's, when he heard a commotion nearby. His eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to face the source, yet couldn't see it. Pushing his bowl aside, the tall and wild-haired Genin got up from his seat and made his way to where he was sure the ruckus was coming from.

Too early for a drunken brawl.

His thoughts were confirmed when he saw the fight. With Usio in the middle.

The hell?!

It didn't take Ujiyasu long to act. He rushed forward and grabbed Usio by his clothes, and pushed him away from the downed villager, looking the two of them, as well as the mob who surrounded them with a look of anger. Seeing the rest of the mob steel themselves for a brawl with another person, Ujiyasu spoke to the people, Usio included. His voice sounded almost emotionless.

"One wrong move and I'll make sure you'll need medical attention. You too Usio. What the hell is going on here?"

His blood was boiling at the sight of this. His own friend attacking villagers left and right. Sure Roji had been causing his family problems, however Ujiyasu was certain that Roji would begin to help the village out and clear the Yamamoto name. These people had to let go of their grudge, and Usio needed to control himself.

Villagers attacking their own was one of the few things that pissed him off lately. Even if one of those was his friend, he would make sure peace would never end by whatever means necessary.

[Kildred]

Usio took a few deep breaths as he stood over the reeling man. The situation was obviously not in his favor, being that he was a ninja of the village. but damn it, that felt good. He glanced up at the other men, who were getting ready to surround him, when he felt a pull on his collar. Stumbling backwards a bit, he looked at who it was that decided to butt in. It figured it would be Ujiyasu. Damn it, you're always showing up when you're not needed... The boy headed off the group, shouting at them.

"One wrong move and I'll make sure you'll need medical attention. You too, Usio. What the hell is going on here?"

"We were fighting, obviously. Perhaps you need to get your vision checked?" Leading off with a smart-aleck comment wasn't the best of ideas, but Usio wasn't keen on playing nice right now. "If these brain-dead idiots want to hate on the Yamamoto name, then I'll give them a damn good reason, rather than having Roji act as a scapegoat for everything they decide is wrong." The group started spouting off crude comments one after the other, most of them tied to how the Yamamotos were to blame for something.

Usio snarled as he sidestepped his friend. "Come on, then! You want someone to go after, then bring it! I am Usio, black sheep of the Yamamoto family! I won't stop until you're beaten and bloodied!" Surprisingly, to himself at least, when he flexed his arms out in a threatening manner, his muscles bulged out of his sleeves. It seemed that the farm work was doing wonders for his frame. How fortunate.

[Krethean]

Mentally, Ujiyasu was fuming. Usio was simply perpetuating the anger and hatred, and for what?

Ujiyasu simply shook his head and let out an exasperated sigh, throwing his hands up in the air slowly in defeat.

"If you're hell bent on this, then you're on your own Usio. When you see for yourself what you're doing will cause, then you'll realise that you only have yourself to blame."

With that, Ujiyasu turned and walked away, wanting to do something to take his mind of his friend's idiocy.