"AAaaaaaaaarghhh..." Guroazemon said,the sunlight was penetrating his window and assualting his eyes."Ugh.."He groan,pulling the pillow ontop of his head.Did he really HAVE to get up?He didn't have any missions to do today.He didn't have anyone to wake him up(minus the sun).He didn't have anything to do.Why get up.

Seeing that the sun was going to be a bastard today,Guro begrudgely go up from his comfy bed,throwing the blankets off his nude form(Yea,he sleeps naked,feels damn good to).He stretched out,letting out a yawn as he made his way to the bathroom.He lazily brushed his fan-errr....teeth and washed his face.He re-entered his room and pulled out a random pair of pants and sandels.After putting them on,he put on his hooded cloak,covering his entire form.Finally,he grabbed his old,weak scythe and headed out.

He lazily walked the streets of Sunagakure, people eyeing him,giving him side glances,and talking behind his back.He groaned out in annoyance.Don't they ever learn?With a sigh he continued onward.Today,he decided,that he was going to train,because why not?He had nothing else better to do.However,that didn't mean he was going straight to the training grounds.First,he needed his breakfast.He quickly entered into the first restarunt he found and sat down."May I take your order?"A waitress said,eyeing the scythe."Eggs and water."He merely said,not even looking at woman.With a raised eyebrow,she left.A few moments later,she returned with his food,which he quickly wolfed down and left,the waitress forgeting to tell him to pay.

Now he was heading towards the training grounds.

Kokoro, submerged underneath the covers like a mole encased in earth, stirred. After peeking her yellow eyes from behind her eyelids to see the afternoon sunlight, she stretched her arms forward and elongated her body the way a cat would. She groaned as she felt the tightness of every muscle pulse and sighed when she relaxed. She gave a dopey yet content smirk. Well rested and ready for another day of rigorous training, she threw the covers off of her and jumped to her feet with a thunderous thud. She yawned and stretched her arms again as she stumbled down the hallway.

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Kokoro slammed the front door behind her. She playfully smirked and fixed her cap so the visor of her purple cap shadowed her face. She was in a cheerful mood today, a seldom occurrence, and strangely enough for no reason. Kokoro tried to piece together why. Was it because of the bright cloudless day today? Maybe. Was it because she got more than 10 hours of sleep last night? Maybe that too. Was it because she had a hearty breakfast of all the that she could possibly scarf down? Could be that as well. Regardless of the reason, Kokoro reveled in this rare feeling and walked to the Tsumi Training Grounds with a little bounce in her step.

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After walking for about twenty minutes, Kokoro reached the foot of the winding stone stairs that lead to the Tsumi Training Grounds. Kokoro halted suddenly. She noticed an unbelievably slender and and tall figure draped in a black cloak at the moving towards the stairs. "W-who... or what is that?" She stood and stared at it with her bright yellow eyes. Her fists tightened, as did all of her joints. She clenched her jaw tight. Her shoulders and chest raised noticeably as she tried to breathe in despite her constrictions. With each exhale, her body loosened little by little. "It's probably nothing. If it were dangerous, the whole village would be in an uproar... I would have known too," she thought as she remembered her new Chuunin status. With one more exhale, Kokoro shuffled towards the cloaked figure, still clenching her fists tight.

The walk to the training grounds is currently VERY uneventfully(which is what he perfered).He had yet to encounter anyone,which he liked.With a yawn and rubbing of the eyes,he continued onward,beginning to feel alittle better.However,as time passed,he began to feel....uncomfortable.Almost as if someone was watching him.With a sigh,he turned,looking directly at the woman who has been watching him.His yellow eyes looked directly into hers.Surprisingly,he wasn't annoyed ,for once,but he still let out a groan."Who are you?"He asked,expecting not much of a answer out of the feeble woman."Also,why are you staring at me?"He asked,now fully turning to her.

It was not long before the cloaked figure turned to face Kokoro, who was only now a few meters away. She froze, looking upwards at the figure's hooded face. Kokoro was stunned to find out that the tall, mysterious man was a boy about Kokoro's age with glossy black hair and black skin with white skeletal markings decorating his face. The boy shared Kokoro's luminous yellow eyes. Their gazes locked. He did not seem hostile, even if he held a old scythe in his hand. Kokoro's body remained tensed, ready for anything. The cloaked figure groaned asked who she was and why she was staring. Kokoro, realizing she had been conspicuously gawking at him, averted her gaze to her feet. A tinge of embarrassment crawled beneath her skin. "Sorry. Didn't mean to. I've never seen you around here before." She tilted her head upwards again, this time to communicate rather than gape. She pointed a thumb to her chest. "Kokoro." She then pointed to the incredibly tall boy. "You?"

"Sorry. Didn't mean to. I've never seen you around here before."The woman said,looking away in what seem embarrassment.That was plausible.After all,he lived alone in a house he merely claim,that was abandoned,and rarely even go out of it.With a sigh,he held out his hand and looked at it,releasing some of his normal chakra,making his hand radiate black chakra.It quickly faded away as the woman spoke up again."Kokoro."She said,pointing to herself.Well,atleast he now knew her name."You?"She then questioned,pointing at Guroazemon.

With a small raise of the eyebrow,the reaper spoke,"Guroazemon Hone."He said,having not moved from his spot,even though it was obvious that he towers over her.With a gentle movement of his hand,he remove his hood,revealing his head fully.

The cloaked figure sighed as he nonchalantly gathered black Chakra to his hand. Kokoro was surprised, baffled by this new sight, but she held in her gasp. She felt she may have been unkindly rude to him already. She replied that his name was Gurozameon Hone and removed the hood from over his face. She could now fully see his black skin decorated elaborately with the pale white skeletal tattoos. His yellow eyes shined in the light. Kokoro blinked, keeping her exterior neutral. His appearance was captivating to her, unique. She felt very little fright. Actions were more scary to her than appearances, and he seemed very calm. Was he... born that way? she thought curiously. She felt if she asked him he would be offended further. Shying away again, Kokoro asked, "A-are you planning to train? 'Cause I was too. We could t-train together, or something." She thought that was the best method of compensation for her accidental rudeness.