Zaiaku stood there,in line with the other competitors.The Akuma family,possibly the father and mother of Kami,sat there,pride pastured on their faces.Most of the other compeitors stood a good few feet from him,but he could care less."Welcome dear competitors of Sunagakure!"Said the man,the champion."Thank you for participating in our Olympics!All I really have to say if good luck."And that was that."How kind.."Zaiaku mumbled in sarcasim.The obstacle course was right before them.It seemed more of a 'Be the last man standing' rather than 'get there before he does' kind of course.He and the other competitors got into their posistions.They had to lift some rather large weights.Zaiaku let out a simple 'Hmph' and grabbed it.And then it began.The men struggled picking them up,some not even managing to lift one.Zaiaku grunted,noteing how heavy the weight was,but refused to give up.He slowly,lifted the weight,past the other heights of the men.They seemed to gawk at him as Zaiaku lifted the weight up high above his head.The champion did a gesture and the challenge was over.Few other competitors got paid and left,leaving only Zaiaku and two men."Ain't no way you gonna win,freak."One of the men mumbled to him.Zaiaku merely responded with the lifting of his middle finger.There seemed to be a problem,given they had to wait for a hour.Zaiaku merely sat on the ground,lit a cigar,and smoked to pass the time.The two men spoke,often looking at Zaiaku before returning to the conversation.Zaiaku merely glared at them with his red eye.Twenty minutes passed and he took of his robe,leaving him in his shinobi pants.His eyes wandered the surroundings before they fell on a girl.She seemed sixteen,tall,and eyeing him,but not in disgust or fear.No...in awe.Zaiaku returned her stare,kindly waving to her.She seemed slightly surprised,yet waved.Before this could go any further,the champion returned."We are ready!''He chimmed.It was a legit obsticle course.First,one must climb over a wall,then lift the barrels out of their way.Then,they must jump over a small pool of muddy water,then pull the weight via robe up to open one of three doors,leading to the finish line.Zaiaku was,least to say,awed by the course and how little time it took to make.Soon enough,the trio were at the starting line.The same girl from before came,holding a flag.They got into posistion.She waved the fabric and it began.The trio raced to wall,Zaiaku in last.He merely smirked,however,and jumped over the other two,landing higher on the wall.He quickly made his way over it and resumed running.The duo quickly caught up.Zaiaku began lifting barrels,lifting as fast as he could.The duo were half way done with the barrels when Zaiaku finished and made his way to the pool.Using his powerful legs,he effortlessly jumped.The duo came quick from behind.The man who said he wouldn't win was successful,but his buddy got a mouthful of mud.It was the climax as both made their ways to the door.Both grabbed the robes and began pulling.Each door slowly creaked open.Zaiaku glanced at the other man.His face was red and beading with sweat.Indeed,it was rather heavy,but Zaiaku isn't a failure.As soon as it was wide enough,Zaiaku made a dash for it.The man glared at him and then ran also.It was close,it seemed it would be a tie.Zaiaku leaped forward,his body crossing the finish line.The Akumas broke out in cheer and applause at the proformance.The girl walked to him and helped him up.Zaiaku merely nodded with a smile.A man came up,with his reward and stating he has gained Akuma family recognition.Zaiaku did his trademark smirk."What?No celebration wine?"

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