Yosuke speaks with the voice of Hiroshi Kamiya

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Raging sun and the flowing lake that reflected the sunlight, upon them was shinobi moving with extreme speed and ferocity, brutality in his eyes, merciless attacks sent all over towards the attackers, a couple of fools that decided to vandalize the peace of a psychotic psychopath, and oh are they going to pay for it, but still not the payment Tsuneo had in mind for his only one was death, but doing so would shame the one he serves and bringing shame was not what he had wanted, as always, his life was filled with violence, why had these punks attack him, well his pocket is quite pretty nowadays, his capabilities however  have grown, drastically so too. the six punks threw punches and attacked him with elemental techniques multiple times, but dodging them while yawning lasted for a couple of minutes, until he had gotten sick, and decided to attack, he was as ferocious as ever, showing a slight bit of mercy, still the punks escaped with multiple breaks, at least twelve bones were broken in all of them, Tsuneo returned to the rock he sat on  and spoke to himself reminding himself of not letting himself grow rusty, he needed to train, at least just hone his skills otherwise he'd lose out to others, he hates losing, and accepting it was an unacceptable matter, so there's no way of avoiding training, Tsuneo was far more harsh on his body than any other shinobi he new, under severe pressure , and difficult situations he was a top notch shinobi, those weaklings had come at the wrong time, it's been three days since he ever drank or ate something, he's training his endurance, and luckily he has been doing fine, nothing to worry about on his end, even after the punks attacked him, he was still doing fine, it was barely even considered a workout, his morning workouts were far more absurd than fighting six chunin leveled on an empty stomach. As he was sitting down the rock, gazing at the flowing lake, his eyes calm, but the insides of his head were as chaotic as could be, destructive and chaotic, the psycho was back to his destructive nature, he wanted to kill so bad, but he had to hold in his thirst for blood, and he was good at doing so, and while he might appear to be slacking off, he was not, he was training his endurance and his perception he was not the kind to slack off, well, not in training for more power, his target of revenge remains on his mind, his anger and rage remain his peacefulness collided with his psychopathic nature, in the end neither one of them won over, but instead they collided.

In the beginning he was merely a chaotic child, a dark loner, hating all the world has to offer, this nature had been given birth to by the chaotic events of his life, his darkness overwhelmed him, and as he began clearing up, a dream began shining in his darkness, to become Hokage, and protect everyone, but then, a mission dissolved his dream, he had to sacrifice his whole being for the sake of the village he had always loved, and as he completed that mission, his darkness turned him into  blind sword swinging at whoever came close to him, he wanted nothing but death, the death of all of his enemies, mercy was not even a word in his dictionary, money blood, and sex was all he thought of, and he was known as the murder prince, but no one knew his appearance because who did see him, was killed, by none other than him, in the most gruesome fashion too, nothing but bloodshed was what made him happy, the young murder prince sought no pleasure in anything except killing, and then the war came and the murder prince, was never ever happier, he killed and murdered and bathed in blood of all that stood in his path, tortured them in gruesome fashion enjoyed pigs squeals that were forced out of their bloody mouths from their bloody throats, cutting limbs, removing intestines, dismembering limbs, removing livers, selling kidneys, bathing in blood, his world was a world o extreme hardcore gore, despite the murdered being rogues but he was far too gruesome, bathed in blood he went to a camp were he met soldiers their commanders, they realized the talent tainted in blood was a crucial one especially for their position in the war where they needed every man power they could gain.

Living, eating, and surviving with them, fighting with them, being protected and protecting them, it all affected his ill sick mind, and heart. He became a much more cheerful person, a peaceful one, he was far more peaceful than he ever was, he cared greatly for each friend and protected every loved one in his arms reach, and hesitate for not even a moment, he was far more compassionate and caring than ever, he found power in his passion, which strengthened him greatly so, he gladly risked his life in many dangerous situations, recklessness overcame him and idiocy, still he didn't care, and later on he met many other people, Yuudai one of the sanins in Kirigakure, and Daraku his brother in the aoi bara, and Sanosuke who's now the Raikage, and his master Shinobu, whom rescued him, and was with him during the attack on the hidden leaf, not ton forget the busty genin Oomi, and the sanin named strafe, then met up with the lord of the rose his older brother, whom he admires, proved his strength, and was asked to work under the current new Tsuchikage, Tsuneo  at first didn't like him, but he turned out to be nice, and somehow he was similar to his older brother, Kajiya.


As he returned to the village of mist carrying gifts  for the mizukage, as a mission from the Tsuchikage, and an order to train under the Mizukage, Tsuneo found himself with a huge burden, still nothing was too heavy for Tsuneo's teenager back, he delivered the goods and trained under the Mizukage gaining an immense amount of power, power he never thought was possible for him, he was a far more destructive and powerful, and while his inner conscious fought its own reflection both collided and both led to the birth of the true Tsuneo, the one whom never had a say in all disputes in the fight between himself, and his darker self. The gray colored Tsuneo was the true Tsuneo, the one given birth to after years of struggle in a personality disorder. The avenger was not a hero, nor the devil, or maybe he was both, nothing can be known as for now, but one thing is for sure, Tsuneo was no longer a weakling and he will begin moving, after finishing his business in  Takigakure, he would seek out his vengeance, the young avenger would head to a bar where he began reading and listening and feeling everything around him enhancing his perception with no mercy, training to the maximum of his abilities.

 In order to strengthen his abilities, he would multitask, and focus on other noises surrounding him all at once focusing at every word and perceiving every word from over twenty people at once, while feeling everything on the counter of the bar as it was touched, perceiving everything all at once, not showing mercy to his eyes he began reading and also perceiving  the words and understanding them, the book was about to boys.

In a magical modern world, two magicians or something about sacrifices and their fighters. Gunpowder, bullets, splattered blood, corpses, torn limbs, tears, cries, howls, war, death, sorrow, despair,  pain, hatred, and the stench of death choking whoever enters the atmosphere of the endless battlefield, were a moment feels like an hour, and an hour passes like a moment, such was the world Zerexes had learned to live in, were bloodshed was as normal as brushing teeth, killing was a daily habit, emotions are a mere hindrance, they were not necessary.

Zerexes was a quite kid, whom lived in an orphanage, a happy life? No, it was a calm one, that's how he explains it, but that calm life burned to ashes, the dictators were a rebel group kidnapped all children there, trained them, their emotions they destroyed, despair they instilled, hope was a mere myth, but Zerexes, although he looked the most despairing child, being quite and talking to no one, killing without flinching in fear, he feared no death, or torture, still he was the most hopeful one, believing that their still is hope for them, or their calm life.

He was a special one, the rebel group believed him to be quite the find, an elite, he was unstoppable in hand to hand combat, along with his knives, and his guns, he was capable of hiding them better than anyone even if one inspects his naked body no one would find anything, he was far more stronger than anyone, a living killing machine, far more dangerous and stronger than anyone, he was one of the few that were sent to war zones alone, he would kill a thousand soldier in two mere days, throughout his life he had killed much more than anyone on the rebellion, and eventually he was called the one eyed devil, he shows no mercy, and no one knows his fighting style, because whoever saw it died, no one aside from the rebellion, Zerexes was feared by those around him, he was far more murderous than a crazy psychopath, dogs would cower around him, no fear exists in his heart,  death? It was a promise, something he could not escape from, and he knows that he'll only die when he die, after a couple of years a name appeared on his bare chest, 'solace' that was the word, and around that time he gained a new power, the power of spells.


Years passed and he met another one similar to him, his name was Danner,  Danner kept pestering Zerexes with his friendly talk, and dreams and hopes, forcing his way into  Zerexes' heart, eventually Zerexes gave up and let him in, the two were quite the partners, these were both elite killing machines, the most wanted rebels, their power was far more dangerous than any other, the leaders finally decided to rid themselves of them, fearing them from their power, and so they were told of their execution, Zerexes accepted his execution but Danner didn't, he spoke of his wild fantasies and dreams, his hopes, Zerexes couldn't resist not standing once again by the side of his one and only true partner, and so they began their escape.

Found by a bonded pair, they spoke of their rank, they were supposedly elites from Rapture, the young Zerexes would tell them to scram, why were Rupture assisting such a rebel group, such were questions that Danner asked the two, but they replied by grim glares at the two, they were being forced, it was nothing personal, they had their reasons, and the two partners had their reasons, it was a fight for survival, Zerexes smiled for the first time as he turned towards his partner and spoke:

“Go live happy”

Saying so he turned to the couple and spoke about handing himself over if they let his partner go, of course Danner refused to accept such a fact, and ran towards Zerexes to take him away with him, the two couples were pissed and mentally crushed forced to live by sacrificing others, but  Danner got in their way, next thing was an order from the boss, unless it's both of them, the couple are dead, and so Zerexes offered a plan Danner had listened carefully, and accepted the plan, Danner had a spell that allowed him to speak to peoples minds and connect them together, that spell he used to offer them the plan and that spell was the crest of their alliance, acting as if being chased by the couples they attack the rebellion, murdering every last one of them, no mercy, the four murdered and destroyed everything, no skull was not crushed, and no blood was not splattered.

However greed is a monster, and mankind is its pray, seeing a poster of the two boys made the couple go cuckoo, the reward on their head was most tempting, the couples' switch flipped, greed overcame their weak hearts and crushed it, seeing the two partners' bounty they attacked Zerexes, who noticed them? Danner, he had done it, he protected his friend, stepping over his own dreams, sacrificing his life, as he was in Zerexes' arms he spoke his final words, he spoke about his dreams and hopes, and thus, rage filled Zerexes for the first time, his power was doubled by one hundred times.

With anger, he destroyed the couple tortured them and murdered them. After killing them he went to a corpse deforming specialist, he knew him through connections made by the rebellion. He changed the couple's appearance into his, and Danner's.

After doing so, he met up with an arms dealer, whom was a previous arms manufacturer, a weapons of mass destruction scientist, and developer, a man known by his fearsome connections, wealth, and social power in the underground world, his name was Black Jack, aka Walter C. Dornez, his true name was known by no one other than Zerexes, Zerexes spoke to him and told him about his latest exploits, the corpses of one thousand and two hundred and thirty nine man, in other words, the whole army of wimps, along with the deformed corpses of his and his late partner, Jack saw this as a deal worth dying for, and thanks to Zerexes' cold manner 39% of the money was all Jack took, giving the rest to Zerexes, of course he sent his friends corpse and his own deformed corpse, but the corpse of Rapture's female elite remained, Zerexes thought he'd warn Rapture from a similar act, and left her corpse hanging on their gathering place.

Later on a man took in the despairful man and gave him his own dog tag, and enrolled him into The rebel group called Wraith, as the elite cancer.

“I've never met someone as powerful as Zerexes and despite not taking on that army alone, he had killed many in his life, he took on army of hundreds and never faltered, his special power is his hesitation, it doesn't exist, and despite the chaos he lived in and the darkness he bathed in, I've never met someone as peaceful as him, even if those were normal humans, murdering trained soldiers and in large numbers, the experiments appear to be quite successful, and despite the fail of other subjects, the final subject, subject No. 99999 has only been successful because of his own power, and his own nature, Zerexes is a killing machine by nature.”

So were the words of the higher ups in wraith, Zerexes continues to strike fear in the hearts of everyone, as the one eyed devil, there were two protagonists, the first one which seem to be a dark yet a peaceful character as the first protagonist, a professional assassin it seems, using western warfare weapons, and his past life, gruesome life, somehow in some ways, Tsuneo found it easy to relate to such characters, the second one, was a completely different character, but  another tragic one, still relating to it was possible at some point.

The second one?

“How troublesome......Call me a reaper, frame me a murderer, sure, why not. I'll assume the role you force upon me, wreck havoc? Save a nation? I don't care what's the price, so long as I can find someone who can see the me buried in lies, buried in lies as if a pitiful corpse in sand”  so he spoke,  yes, that was what he wished for, regardless of the price, his wish was to be accepted, for almost all of his life, he was denied and was a mere outcast, whenever happiness was in his grasp, he was shot by the bullet of sadness, his murderer was none other than fate, he accepted his true name the name he saw as ironic, and accepted all that there's for him to accept, and wished for nothing but acceptance, hatred never stained his heart, maybe for few moments, but in the end he still overcame it, he stood there on top of the tower gazing at the people beneath him, wondering what awaits him as he recalls the past that murderously tortures his worn out soul, the seventeen years old young Iziel, recalled his past, as he glared at what awaited him, numb from pain, and brimming with hope.

Ten years ago the boy was told of his name, his age, and where he belonged, his memory was foggy, all that he recalled was that he was Iziell, the doctors assured him of his name, and informed him of his family's condition, the silent boy's tears would roll down his cheeks glittering sunlight radiating from the sun through the window by his side, as hit right. Such was the story he was told, he remembers nothing from his childhood, how he lost his parents, or anything of anything. He for one, though, knew that he was an orphan at zonlicht orphanage, a dutch orphanage, the name meant: Sun light.

There he met a girl, her name was Sarah, a girl his age, purple hair, and blue irises, she wore black, was kind to everyone, helped everyone, and was loved by everyone, and admired by kids her age, she, and Iziell were very close friends, they were so close to one another they plotted the exact same pranks, and enjoyed being together, and then came the day were the owners of the orphanage owners came for a small visit, they were a sacrifice and her fighter, they were heartwarming, the two friends looked at them as father and mother.

The two, were quite mischievous, despite being loved, by everyone around, they went in the night for a candy store in a nearby place, and as they were walking towards the store fearing the pitch black night they were approached by somewhat a shady person, the man enjoyed seeing Sarah's courage and decided to take her as his slave, forcefully so. But what appeared out of thin air, were the sacrifice and her fighters knocking the man who seemed to have been a blank fighter.

The young boy couldn't help but cry at his helplessness, he was far too weak, she would always scold him, and yell at him for being so emotionally fragile. And then came the day were they asked about the kids' dreams, the kids enjoyed surprising the owners with their dreams, but what surprised them the most, were two, those two spoke of becoming a sacrifice and her fighter, they couldn't help but smile, at the innocence, they knew nothing of the difficulties this dream of theirs had, the path, this specific path, was one filled with strife, fate will be sure to trifle with their hearts but will they falter as they forge their path, an intriguing question left to the future to come.

The Sacrifice and her fighter accepted both of them as disciples, and began training the two, and what upheld a smile stretching through their gentle faces, were their heart warming undying determination, the frail boy, and his friend whom turned out to also be a fighter, saddened that they can't be like the two they admired, they teared up, but as soon as the next day came, they were rivals instead of partners, and both of them had their determination burning through their eyes like eternal flames.

The boy, however, while he seemed to be brimming with life, he was slowly dying, Iziel was slowly dying. The young boy would collapse multiple times due to his heart's condition, but would come even stronger trying even harder, until he reached his limit, or his heart did at least. The young boy would lay down on his soon to be death bed, or so he thought. S he sat stood next to him behind her the two partners, sad faces surrounded him, and her tear streaked faced, pained him even more that he himself began crying, they were both twelve years old at the time, and she refused to let her friend die such a sad death, and sacrificed herself. A heart transplant is the only thing that could save him, so was the solution the doctor offered, and not a single one was compatible, except for her, fate was playing them like dolls in his palms, such cruelty had befallen them, the young girl transplanted her heart into his worn out body.

And with her death something in the everyone's heart, died, Iziell now was the one crying over her, a face streaked with tears, and sincere apologies were all he could offer his dead friend, the young boy's pain and hatred remained to himself and directed at only himself, but so was not true for everyone around him. They began loathing his very existence, and blaming him for existing, who were they? Everyone that knew of the tragic sacrifice. And so he was incapable of resisting the hatred and the unfair treatment, which slowly crushed his pained soul, and eventually he left...

Sinless

After he moved away he joined a group of mercenaries. they offered him a place to belong to, and acceptance, he was happy, sweet moments filled his life, friendship, happiness, for him, it was heaven after hell, after surviving, he was blamed, and deemed guilty, and guilty he saw himself as, how can he blame others for hating him for surviving, when he himself loathes himself for existing, he saw himself as nothing but guilty, those new friends of his accepted him, and lessened the burden gripping his new heart, his life was no longer his, Sarah accepted the truth of his situation, and changed it, turning herself into his stepping stone, her smiles, haunt them, he wishes them gone, he really do, but they're engraved in his memories, and in his body.

After joining the group he was informed about his true name, no not from his friends, but in a dream, he saw a girl, point towards him, in his dream, a familiar voice spoke saying: Sinless. He then recalled something from his two teachers, something about their true names, and that someday, it would be revealed to them, Iziell questioned the fact of this dream, and shared it with his mates, they informed that is could truly be, his true name.

The next day a mission was issued, they were to assassinate a similar group, only the group was directed in the way of murder and destruction, a way Iziell and his friends would love to erase, and so they forged ahead towards this assassination attempt, and they knew nothing of what awaited them, it was a trap, the villainous group feared they would stand in their way, and thus, decided they're to be erased.

The flames of conflict were lit, everyone fought to their last drop of blood, and they were all maimed, no mercy was shown, both parties were eliminated, and all were hospitalized, three survived, those three went their ways, and disbanded the group, the young boy Iziell was one of the survivors, kids from the orphanage heard of this story, and threw the blame on Iziell's shoulders, saying he must've been the one to murder them, rumors were spread by kids that came to Selene isle about the incident, the reaper, the harbringer of death, murders whoever stands beside him, and ever since then, by fighters and sacrifices, he was hated and feared by some, some saw him as an interesting subject, but as things are now, in the present, nothing is known about the seventeen years old Iziell except for him being the lost/wandering reaper.

The young boy is capable of joining whatever career he chooses as a target of his interest, thanks to his connections he was capable of moving around as he pleased. The young boy was still looked at as thee wandering/lost reaper by sacrifices and fighters despite the police investigation the proved him to be innocent, rumor has it that he used his connections to be proven innocent, but it was all nothing but hogwash.

An so the young man continues to wander around, looking for acceptance, and searching for his fated one: His sacrifice. He now works as an odd jobs man, taking whatever quests that come his way, earning his extra penny. The young man took his steps as his deadly presence spread around the isle, a member of Rapture took interest. He spoke to the boy, calmly so, inviting him to join in, the man explained all of their requirements, and handed him a mask, the mask of the Panthera. The young man was an engaging subject in the eyes of Rapture's officials, they took interest and secretly placed him as next in line regalia.


The second one was also an elite it seems, both of the main protagonists were elites and were in waring factions, the story seemed incredibly intriguing with such two characters, that Tsuneo was overwhelmed and continued reading for hours and hours and hours, realizing he enjoyed himself while training his perception also gaining knowledge and learning from such characters, night came, the young shinobi returned to the lake and sat at the exact same spot on the exact same rock, enjoying the view of the night, as he spoke to himself:

“Murder no longer interests me, I have merely one target, and  I will never die until the day I avenge my loved ones, I'll destroy EVERYTHING that stand in my way towards my goal, no matter the sacrifices, vengeance will be mine”

As he was sitting he perceived a nearby figure, raising his left hand aiming with his palm towards the tree nearby the figure he located with his enhanced senses that he continues to improve, in the incredible enhanced speed of his he pointed with his palm towards the tree nearby the bushes where he sensed the strange movement only to alarm the hidden person that he will not hesitate to kill, he didn't underestimate the hiding shinobi, for his stealth was quite good, whoever it was, they were stealthier than average idiots and actually good at it, because even Tsuneo had barely managed to sniff them out.

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FLASHBACK


"Your stance is wrong... " The Mizukage spoke looking at him, before walking over to him and standing beside him, so that he would be able to see her tutelage from her stance at a closer, more familiar angle. "When you stand to fight an opponent, there are three ways you can stand. One, is putting the weight on your front foot, which, many do before they run, or before they strike, it is an easy tell, and essential to gather forward power, the other, is to put your weight in your back foot, this grounds your defense, it's safer and better for retreating as you fight. Against an opponent who is stronger, placing your weight on your back foot, and counter-attacking can be a better option, at the very least, defending gives you enough time to gauge an opponent's fighting style enough so that you can make judgement calls, so that you can analyze their speed, strength, endurance, and their mistakes. mmkay?" She finished, making sure that his foot spacing was about a shoulder width apart before moving back to where she was before.

FLASHBACK END

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The words of his mistress the Mizukage, words he dare not underestimate, and words he never forgot and actually preformed in every fight he fought from that time, the time he trained with her.

And so he began manipulating his weight as he focused on the approaching figure prepared to attack, and counter attack, and defend on the right moment, in the desired situation, Tsuneo was for sure no longer the weak fighter he was, he had trained with shinobu and S-ranked criminal, fought with sanosuke the current Raikage, fought with strafe, and yuudai, the sanins, worked with Tame, and fought in the war against many ferocious shinobi, and fought with his brother Daraku, murdered the Kraken with the sanin and the Raikage, preformed many deadly missions, trained with the Mizukage, and from every one of them he gained strength, by focusing on their actions, their words, their way of fighting, and their styles, reading scripts and books, the final product was an enhanced killing machine for a shinobi, refined and honed skills, confidence and a slight touch of cockiness high-self esteem which enabled him to stay on the same ground as the one the strongest of shinobi stand on,  he was no child , one with such power, anyone with power is no mere child, but an emperor among emperors.

And so the young male spoke to the figure: “Show yourself” The young man had no interest in socializing with weaklings, but was intrigued at the skill of this person, who knows he might be the one, he was sent to meet, oh fate was as delirious as ever, playing its wonderful games that kept the young man entertained.

Revenge, that is my only motivation, and whoever stands in my way, will die a gruesome merciless death, death after all, is a promise, I merely keep it. I have no interest in weaklings, nor in powerful shinobi, and regardless of their power, skill level and their objective, if they stand in my way, a swift gruesome death, I will make sure to deliver.

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PERCEPTION:E>B

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It had been many days and many hours that he trained working hard every single day he had a chance to, the small boy leaning back alone against the tree as he looked out over the world. His life had been one mission after another, one war to the next and now they were going to just have fun in the hidden waterfalls village. As the wind blew through his hair as he rubbed his fringe softly with his hand as he wished there was more in this world. As he stood and they gathered around the young boy who wished they would just leave him alone. They began to converge on his location as he took a sigh his cloak blowing in the wind as he slid down the tree in his running shoes. Landing before them as his sword was on his back angled so that it would not get stuck in the ground. The several ANBU shinobi began to charge him simultaneously as two of them tossed explosive tags attached to kunai at him. He quickly avoided those as he dashed forward out of range as two other shinobi attempted to stab and decapitate him as he blocked them both with a single swing of his sword Masamune. The force of his blade breaking their swords as he noticed the other three had laid out a trap performing hand seals as he performed a side somersault to jump over the blast of flaming fire that they all three used simultaneously. The last three had disappeared as he just saw projectiles as he rotated in order to keep up as he used his cloak to block the low level kunai that were sent flying towards him. He was no stranger to the harshness of war as they all seemed to feel they had to take him out.

As he finally took a chance to speak as they regrouped with five of them in front of him with the other five carefully hidden away now. “Who sent you after me, why will you not leave me alone”. As he then took his stance with his long sword at his side as he closed his eyes to focus, his ears listening to the sounds of them breathing, even paying attention to their heartbeats as he began to wonder if this was the sound of the world. The earth as it breathed with the animals running around as he found it hard to believe that they wanted to kill him even though he did nothing wrong. Who was the traitor pulling the strings behind the shinobi of Konoha, behind the ANBU who have no reason other than to eliminate him for being a threat, a threat they do not even fully understand. The leaves rustled as he even felt the uneven shifting of the winds as the men began to form their seals as if they could stop him just by throwing jutsu and weapons at him until he dies. He then slowly opened his eyes as his hair moved to the side from the picking up of the wind as he walked towards them. The sun began to shine through the clouds that seemed to be clearing just for him as he was nearing them they all performed their respective jutsu. The three grand fireballs they used earlier were spread out with one heading straight for him as he evaded it the second and third were next to each other as slid through the smallest of gaps before the two fireballs finished joining together as he jumped up into the air the last two performed Fuuton jutsu to blow him back as he was knocked towards the fireballs he then stabbed his sword into the ground holding on tightly as he then got his one foot back on the ground, his hair being blown into his face as the other three changed their handseals and performed a different fire jutsu that flowed along the air of the other two as he then performed a defence known as suiton suijinheki. A great mass of water rotated around him as it blocked the fire with some degree of ease as the water was just able to handle the three jutsus simultaneously.


As he paid careful attention to the other two who seemed to be shooting arrows at him from the trees, he evaded there two strikes carefully, when suddenly behind him came a masked shinobi who used a large great sword to try and cut him in half as he ducked low in order to swing his blade upwards to block parrying the slash, he then jumped back as a stab from the other guy’s spear came close to striking him down as he needed to keep his focus, he looked around with his eyes and then he heard something speeding towards him, he just barely managed to deflect the lightning fast double strike from the dual wielding crazed masked fighter. Then they all simultaneously began striking, a stab from the great sword as he jumped over it followed by a sweeping strike from the lard spear wielding monster of an ANBU as he countered by clashing with the blade damaging the spear slightly as it got a crack. The dual wielding ANBU then took a chance to blind side him as he noticed in the distance the other shinobi had finally finished making preparations to perform their next jutsu. He tried his best but he no longer had a choice in the matter as he struck the dual blades with his sword before drawing his second sword striking the dual wielders second blade then spiraling around madly he drew his third sword and slashed down the chest of the enemy who got saved by his armor as he got knocked back his chest armor now falling apart. The guy with the great sword did another hammering strike as the boy just did a double strike with his two smaller swords before performing the third strike with his most powerful sword Masamune as he destroyed the sword with his third and final strike as the man got sliced in half with the spear wielder being taken out just before he could reply as the dual wielder wet himself in fear. The other shinobi had finished the preparations as they used a combination jutsu which utilized a combination of five elements as the mass of Chakra spiraled towards him he noticed that he was being stupid not using his speed sooner, as he dashed to the side far out of range of the jutsu as the five of them just looked on in fear canceling their jutsu and preparing to counter his advance as he knew that it was too late for them. In what to the shinobi looked like an instant, he slashed all five of them in a single slash. One of them had their head decapitated while the other four were lucky enough only to lose their armor in the process. He was marked off as a potential S-Rank threat in the future and it was now clear why he was, a threat to the very existence of the village of Konoha itself, this boy took on roughly ten ANBU members by himself, other than a team of Elites there was no way they could stop him. As the four were still panicking one of them reacted in time blocking the sword strike by using a form of Stone Skin armor a Doton jutsu that was very strong but made the user rather slow in the process. The boy was not deterred by this as he then began to strike rapidly with his other swords as the other three looked on as the guy turned back to them and said, “Run away…” as the sword pierced through the man’s chest as he coughed up blood the men looked in horror, the ranged fighters had lost their will to fight and were already making their way to escape this god forsaken land, they had come to eliminate the potential threat before he becomes too strong to stop. They had failed their mission but the two could not get further than ten meters when they felt the pull of the seal placed on them. The seal prevented them from retreating from the mission as the began making a plan as they were now destined to face this little demon of the bloody mist. The three performed the last jutsu they would ever perform as the boy looked on in shock as they all three lit up and exploded as he jumped back. This was disappointing as he now began to make his way to the last two survivors as the dual wielder just sat their frightened and then tried to get up, but then he felt a presence behind him as the boy then spoke. “Did you think I would forget about you?”, as he stabbed him in the eye so he could see his death rushing towards him at the edge of a blade. The blood shooting out of the dead man’s eye socket as the boy now had to find the last two and finish them off.

They really made him have to work as he was tailing them finding their foot prints scattered since they seemed to be hiding some of their movements as they were leading him towards a location, he looked around and noticed that he began to pick up on more and more smells in the air. Something was wrong as he kept moving closer and closer as he was expecting to face someone soon somewhere somehow as he waited for things to begin. His swords now rested on his back again as he made his way through the trees towards the destined location. The time had come for him to no longer be a child, it was time for him to face the world and become true to himself. He was confused and conflicted as he had so many emotions he could not understand. He began to smell their fear as his mind began to twist and shape itself. He was being pushed too far and it was only a matter of time before he completely lost his way. Things began to build up as he had caught up to the two slowly as he looked before him and saw roughly fifty bandits while those two were laying their dead as he looked on. These fifty bandits took his two kills before he could even get the information he needed out of them, as the bandits laughed and grinned moving closer to him as they all charged at him laughing. He formed the Yin seal before clapping his hands together as water whirled around him knocking all fifty of them into the tornado vortex of water as they were screaming muffled within the water as bubbles were foaming from their mouths, the internal bleeding as their blood made it turn into a red swirl of water as the men were now all dead as the water moved with the fifty bodies in the air before it crashed down into the ground as a wave as the bodies were washed away by the water and into the nearby river.

As he took a sigh he walked through the trees to a location that seemed to draw him near, there was someone out there, someone was calling to him. As he moved closer and closer he felt the presence target him as he began to hide in the nearby shadows of the trees moving closer, without fear, without hesitation, he was going to bring an end to the running. The presence beyond the trees called out to him as he had enough of hiding, he had no time to play any more games as he began to cut a bath before him the trees falling to the sides making it appear like some large creature was moving towards the open area as the last tree before him was cut down cleanly and fell to the side things became clear. His hair blew in the wind the blonde hair stained slightly with blood from the heat of the battle, the sword extended with its purple and black hilt and the blade shining bright with the finest craftsmanship. His cloak bearing the symbol of the Shiru clan on both sides as it blew in the wind as the hood was behind him as he wore a plain white shirt underneath. His dark blue shorts as it was darker than you could imagine, his shoes white as snow as he stood there his body covered partially in blood as he stood. The young boy known as the Little Demon of the Bloody Mist. He stood proudly as he asked, “Are you here to kill me too?” as his cold look said everything that needed to be said

Words = 2161
Chakra = 315/340

The boy had revealed himself as he looked on at the man who stood out as different to the others, however he was still a threat as he put away what looked like a spear of lightning. The man's hair had returned to a normal black color as he seemed to cover a strange and mysterious red eye, could this be one of the lost sharingans, or was it just some of the blood that had begun to flow from his forehead over his eye slightly. The man had on a strange vest and a necktie, did anyone ever really wear those anymore. Who was this stranger in his white shirt his skin so pale it looked like you could freeze from the touch. His finger nails were black which was a bit creepy, but he had once had purple nails so he was not one to talk.

The man approached him pulling out a weapon as he gripped his sword tightly tensing up, it looked like a piece of paper flowing like cloth as he carefully focused noticing it looked like a handkerchief. The warm chakra was creeping him out as he prepared to attack gripping his blade with both hands as the man paced towards him. His first instinct was to cut down the man once he reached him, ever vigilant as the man bowed down slightly to reach out to him. He swung his blade stopping at the man's neck as he just felt the handkerchief lightly on his head. He held the sword to the man's neck as he kept his eyes on the man conflicting with his instincts to kill the man, and the common decency to at least confirm he was a threat before killing him. He watched as the man then wiped his face he kept his sword in position ready to end this man's life at any moment when the man was done he through the handkerchief to one side as it seemed to disentegrate into nothing. Was this man some kind of summoner or a genjutsu user.

The man stood up a bit and began speaking as the boy slowly pulled his sword back then positioned it to his back but kept his hand on the hilt. He was being stubborn as he did enjoy himself a bit from having his hair rubbed, a weakness which did not work when he was in the full mind to battle. He had two sides to him, the cold dark side that completed missions without question, the warm loving side which had trouble showing emotions clearly. The man stated that he was not there to kill him and that he was a beautiful pure shinobi, which was different from being called cute. Then the man started sounding a bit poetic or obnoxious or just educated from the upper class. It was hard to tell as he did not pay too much attention when they tried to teach that in the shinobi academy when an instructor from another village came to visit with messages of peace and nonsense.

The man seemed to realise his mistake and apologised which made him feel a bit better deep down inside, he was keeping his cold expression on his face in self defence in order not to show any weakness at all. The man said he could not stand hearing what the boy said as the man patted the boy, he blushed and looked like he was about to cry as he jumped back a bit as the man turned back and sat on the rock he was sitting on earlier. The man asked him for his name as he looked down to the side as the boy reluctantly said, "I am Yuzu, are you sure you not going to kill me?" He was still skeptical, his mind was struggling to find a middle ground, he was both suspicious and reassured at the same time. It might take a while but he was caving in slowly.

The man began to pick up the corpses and removing them from the river, he wondered why the man was cleaning up the river when he realised that a body of corpses might be a problem for the people further down the river, who may be normal people unlike him. Unlike the man though he was a bit too lazy to clean it in the same way as he jumped into the river as he performed the water dragon jutsu using the force of the water dragon to lift up and take all the bodies that were in the water snatching them one by one in a heap as his water dragon lifted the bodies as he crashed it into a pile on the side of the river, he got a bit careless as water hit him in the face hard nearly making him lose consciousness as he fell back and was being washed down the river, his body was hurt from earlier and someone had to save him. His tummy area was bleeding, a wound he had suffered from a much earlier fight he had that was still ringing in him, the stinging pain that was not defeat or from a hard fought victory, but was the pain of facing someone truly strong. Was this the end as he began to be washed under the river and all he could think about were things from the past.

***Memories&Thoughts***
The image of a young boy with black hair and beautiful red eyes, his best friend Uchiha Tora who said to him. "I will always be here" as he ruffled the boy's hair, but he was no longer there and had broken his promise. The face of his grandmother who spoke and said, "I will always protect you" as she hugged him close keeping him warm, in the end she died protecting him. The face of Kamikira, the woman who told him it was okay to be who he was and that the world had to change, she was going to lead him down the path as they were meant to change the world, as he then saw her image fade away into the fires of the Seven Bells War. In the end everyone close to him was destined to die, he nearly lost Ayakashi in the war and could not forgive himself for being too weak to help her. The face of his sensei from the academy as he stabbed her in the chest as she let him live and said something he could barely remember. Emma the one girl who he knew went missing while he was away in Konoha, it was unclear what the reasons were, but her mother sent him a message to find her and bring her back to her family. Then the face of someone appeared in the shadows, a dark shadowy figure with long spiky hair and eyes like his, a man holding a large Halberd in his hands who then spoke to him, "You will live to serve me" as the thoughts disappeared
***Memories&ThoughtsEnd***

THe boy began to swallow water as he was drowning his wound open as he was bleeding he was struggling as he was flowing down the river at high speeds now, he was crashed into a rock he did not completely lose consciousness but he was defenseless now, was anyone going to help him or would he just float to the end of this river, and be taken by the ocean that gave him life. Everything was confusing at this point in time. He did not understand what was happening.

Words = 2161 + 1275 = 3436
Chakra = 295/340

Tsuneo smiled as he looked at the Yuzu behind him while removing the corpses, as he spoke in the gentle tone he used to speak with people he considered his friends: “If I am a threat to you cut me right here and now, I promise to not resist, I am no peace maker, I'm merely like you, don't go thinking of me as some high class man, I merely dress up like this to avoid combat, but that looks as if it is no help at all” he spoke as he pointed towards the corpses of shinobi on his right side.  And the boy spoke his name, it appears to be Yuzu, Tsuneo was no peace maker, or a savior, nor was he the devil, he was and he is, Tsuneo, despite the facade he wore, Tsuneo was the murder prince, but now is the Yosuke of Iwa, he's sick of the names he had to  assume for the sake of others.

“Thanks Yuzu...Y'know you're quite the cutie, I bet all girls would be all over you, if you smile a little bit!”

He spoke in the most friendly tone ever, as he thanked the boy for his help, he used some sort of jutsu in order to pick up the jutsu, it appears that the kid manipulates water, and quite amazingly, the technique he used was far more powerful than any other it was no simple technique, or so it appeared.

Mistake

The boy would hit himself by mistake, and as it appeared to him, he had a wound on his stomach, but that was not the only problem, it seems the boy struggled in the lake flowing with such speed, until he hit a rock, but it seemed like he still retained consciousness, Tsuneo wasn't aware of any of this, the reason is simple, as soon as he saw the young kid, Tsuneo disappeared from where he once stood, as if with the speed of lightning, bursting through twenty two meters in a flat second not holding back his full speed, until he reached the boy, from his speed he still didn't touch the water despite not using his supernatural walking practice, Tsuneo took hold of Yuzu in his arms and darted back to their location, Tsuneo placed Yuzu on the ground  as he began pushing on his chest every three seconds letting the water flow out, until an arrow from his right came towards him, Tsuneo took hold of it and broke it from where he held it, the bottom.

It seemed he finally lured out his target, Tsuneo smiled at Yuzu as he wiped his hair once more, as he took his upper clothes and covered him by them whispering in his tiny ear “Please wait here........I am here for you, I will always be there for you ”

The warm kind chakra faded for a moment, as pitch black chakra appeared, switching the location of his eye-patch letting his red and black eye appear, as his vertical iris glared at ten seemingly B-rank shinobi, a group of thieves his mission was to end them, his white hair flourished once again, as his chakra formed a the shape of a mask, blood lust could be felt in the radius area of twenty meters, his blood lust as he glared at them was ever so intense, not something anyone that believes in peace can bring out.

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Word count:2000-700(perception B>B1)=1300 left
1300=strength A0>A1

He was barely conscious hearing something about cute and blood as he coughed up some water and a little bit of blood as well his wound had opened up a bit as he was bleeding slightly from his abdomen. He felt a strange aura and could barely make out the person he saw, he tried for a name as he could not even make sense of things, he noticed what looked like another dead body and some weapons lying around. He had no idea what had just happened and how wounded was he that he was left so weakened to begin with.

He looked at the man whose name he then asked, "Who are you?" as he coughed a bit more blood, as he felt some strange piece of clothing was also over him as well. He watched the man cleanse himself with the river water and pull out some clothes from some location and put it on. His mind was all hazy and his noise also felt a bit congested as some blood had managed to clog it up a bit. The man's eye had struck him hard as he was nearly dead certain it was the sharingan. He got really nervous as a look of fear and complete shock and awe took his face. He was struggling to keep to grips with reality when the stranger offered him a change of clothes as he looked down at his bloodied clothing that happened to also be wet. He then looked down nodding slightly as he took the clothes, he felt a bit better that the man at least gave him some privacy by looking off into the stars. Star gazing was somewhat strange and while it did interest him he needed to get changed. He put on one of the man's shirts which happened to be big enough to cover him adequately although it appeared slightly like a dress as the top end of the shirt revealed his shoulders as well due to how much bigger it was, not to mention the shirt being long enough to reach till just above his knees. He then hugged his knees inside the shirt and sat like a small boy trying to keep warm as he shivered slightly, not wanting to take anymore clothing and seem like his selfish. His mind was calming down as he wanted to ask again but was too nervous to ask so he just leaned his head towards the man resting against him and said, "Thanks". He just blushed a bit but as usual his smile was still kept secret.

This moment was a nice time for him as people began to creep into the shadows as he was now a bit more recovered as he noticed his sword was not too far away as usual. He reached out with one hand taking his sword then said. "Why will they not leave me alone", as he swung his blade the trees got cut down and began to fall down crushing some of the men while others got cut apart from the long ranged slash attack he used before calming down and going back to resting against him. He had started to become slightly attached to the man but his instincts were telling him it all might be a trap, while he was busy fighting with the urge to kill his saviour for the time being as he tried to get the man's attention as he pulled on his top to try and get a look into the red eye. He was not as much afraid of them as they just brought out bad memories as an image of Tora popped up before him as he looked away giving up not wanting to force the man to look at him.

Words = 3436 + 635 = 4071
Chakra = 290/340

“Who are you?” A question Tsuneo chose to ignore, it bewildered him, this kid bewildered him right from the beginning, why is Tsuneo suddenly being very nice to someone, perhaps he sees himself in this kid, was he weakening, while thoughts circled around in his head, having a close friend might not be so bad after all. The young kid's question had him wonder, what should he tell him, tell him the flat out truth, then it hit him again, why would he tell his real name, he never was scared, but he did as he was told by Dr. Kajiya and had everyone call him Yosuke, he never hesitated to let anyone know his fake name, despite not fearing for his own life, he would abide by his orders, the Tsuchikage ordered him to discard all that he was and become the Yosuke of Iwagakure, a task he accepted, and happily too, since it was mainly his brother that asked of him, this specific task.

The boy spoke one again saying “Thanks” Tsuneo smiled as he remained silent, closing his eyes feeling the presence of more people, Yuzu became annoyed and asked why won't they leave him alone, but in a matter of seconds he dealt with them, it took him mere seconds to get rid of these bastards that continued chasing him, first it was Tsuneo now it was Yuzu, it never ends does it?

The young child seemed interested in Tsuneo's left eye, his red eye, while Tsuneo looked at his eye as something sensitive and a cover blow, because it would get a glowing red color whenever his blood lust surfaced, it was a dead giveaway, but he was told before about how beautiful it was, and cherishes it, it is after all his only memento from his family, Tsuneo willingly showed his eye to the boy as he turned to him as he spoke his few words“You seem intrigued about my eye, it's fine, you can take a look.” Tsuneo opened his eye wide enough for him to see the finest details.

This eye, Tsuneo was always skeptical about it, it ha no function that empowers him, doesn't increase anything in his physical attributes or capabilities, what was its purpose, however, one thing he knew, this eye became darker and more lethal looking, with each time, the cruelty of this world appeared, the world's cruelty otherwise known as humans, they steal from one another, succumb to their greed, and their selfish desires, the more cruelty was shown to it, the more lethal Tsuneo became, the darker his eye.

And his vengeance..

FLASHBACK

It was another normal night, Tsuneo came back late from his training at the academy, wanting to prove his worth the child trained with even more effort and passion, Tsuneo returned home with a few bruises, late of course, for training for an extended period with the largest smile on his face, wanting to show the jutsus he learned to his parents.  Excited and happy the child knew not what would come, an rain sadness over his pitiful existence...

And when he arrived, what awaited him was.....His family smiling at him, welcoming him home and celebrating his birthday, thee smiling Tsuneo entered as they all enjoyed a group hug and a sweet picture of their familial bond, a sweet life it was, he enjoyed it to the fullest, Tsuneo would blush as the whole family began singing happy birthday Tsuneo, a sweet moment indeed, a happy family indeed.

At the end the frozen picture of a happy family is splattered by blood

FLASHBACK END

This was the eye's function, as Yuzu looked into his eye, the eye would project the sad memory, why was it a sad memory? Because it 'was', it's gone never to return moments such as that one, are what tears away at his heart, mercilessly torturing him.

Weakness remained in his heart even after the fights he fought and survived, he stood mercilessly on top of the corpses of his enemies, he chose his own bludgeoned path, but still his heart wavers, his resolve wavers, and his rage grows.

Tsuneo would back off, saddened by the memory why? Why do these memories continue to haunt him? His heart is torn apart by them, he stood up as he gazed at the moon imagining his vengeance's target, he was far too enraged by the fact, that one man took his family out just wanting to just calm their own blood lust, the angered Tsuneo glared at the moon mercilessly as he turned to Yuzu speaking up and saying “Let's go somewhere better” as he took the cute boy by his hand, and off to a cafe they went as he sat on the seat facing the counter, inviting Yuzu to sit next, him, as he sat he would order his favorite, the special drink, a drink they only served at this cafe, a specific unique blend cocktail, and turned to Yuzu as he asked him what he wanted invite him to a drink.

It was nice, this night, this atmosphere, if only it weren't for the existence of these dramatic memories that flowed from his red eye into the boy's brain, Tsuneo would apologize and say that it was not intentional, believing him was up to the boy, but the sincerity in his voice couldn't be denied, The Uzumaki would wait, hoping Yuzu would start a conversation, Tsuneo never was good at starting a conversation, he would depend, and without thinking, he remembered his mistress, speaking what he thought was her name: “Ahh I miss my master, I wish you'd have met her Yuzu, she's really kind, harsh but kind and sweet inside from within, her name is shinobu  I wonder how she's doing right now, you know she dressed up as a mummy haha, but she was strong, I admire her..” Success, he finally started a conversation, luckily he succeeded this time, now he begins to worry about the next time.

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Wordcount: 1000

The young little boy seemed to get the man's attention a he let the boy take a closer look at the red eye which revealed itself to be something else entirely. He looked at it for a while surprised that it was not the sharingan, the affects of nearly drowning still lingering as his head was not as clear as it normally was.
For a moment he felt the need to touch it, but as he reached out his hand he stopped remembering being poked in the eye actually hurts as he pulled his hand away tucking it into the sleave under the large shirt he was wearing, there was a bit of a draft but it was better than wearing wet clothes and getting even more sick. He sneezed slightly before looking on wondering whether the man had begun to doze off or something.

The man for a moment gave an expression of deep sadness as the boy looked into his eyes, he did not understand it but he felt like he understood this strange and weird man. He for some reason was picturing a memory, but the memory triggered a memory inside him as well which was somewhat different as his mind nearly went into a state of complete shock as his heart began racing.

***Flashback***
The night was filled with warm air and a gentle mist as the boy arrived to the village as the people welcomed him with open arms, he had been in the academy for quite some time and he had recently been given the title of genin when he relaxed the people were all kind to him in this village, it was nothing like what he was used to. No one was mean to him and everyone helped him out and took him around the village. He was young and the saying always went that when you twenty you are ordinary no matter how strong you are, when you are fifteen you are a genius, but when you are just a little kid you are a prodigy.
He was a genius in every sense of the word and a prodigy seemingly without equal. He was enjoying himself in the bath as a family was letting him stay there and relax when he was drying himself off with the towel a message arrived for him by bird.

His eyes changed as he looked down and then proceded to get dressed wearing the white shirt with his clan symbol on the back of the collar. The shorts he put on was dark blue but appeared black except when the moonlight had lit it up. He grabbed hold of his sword as he then walked inside to the family who took care of them as tears flowed down his cheaks, the woman did not understand it but the man understood all too well what was going on. "They finally found out, we understand you do what they tell you to do, if you can defeat me."

As the woman was in fear and then spoke, "We do not need to fight, just run away and " as she completed that sentence her husband charged as her son walked in on the fight seeing his father attack the boy who was crying as he stabbed the man in the chest his hands shaking, the woman looked down with tears then said, "Run Jisuke, run!!". The boy was too scared to run as he then tossed his kunai as it pierced the chest of the woman, he then walked over and hugged her one last time and said, "Sorry", the boy was scared but took hold of his father's sword and charged towards the blonde boy who parried the blade so hard the boy dropped his blade. He then stabbed the boy in the chest as the boy wondered why this was happening.

As he proceded to travel in the night killing each and every one of the villagers when he finally killed all of his friends he had made, the village had the knowledge of this mission spread making many people hate him within the village, only certain people understanding the truth of the mission. This was the bloody mist and he filled the village with blood as it then became the new academy for the Bloody Mist training as they used the strong smell of blood to prepare the next children for the blood of war. The boy was crying into the moonlight as he stood there and said, "I will kill you..." as the image of a man with large spikey hair appeared again. A dark silhoette he just could not remember, as the man who gave him the mission was later exiled from the village for going too far.

***FlashbackEnd***

The boy's mind went blank for a moment from the shock before he noticed that the man had chosen to stand up and had begun staring at the moon like some wolf who had a longing to catch his prey. The man glared towards the moon as the boy moved back slightly still holding on to his knees tightly against his chest as the wind blew his blonde hair from side to side and into his face mercilessly. The man then turned to him and told him they should go somewhere better, before he could even get out an answer the man just took his hand and they were off, he held tightly onto the far too large shirt with his left hand that he sprung out the sleeve to hold it down. His hand got hurt a bit slightly as he yelped softly. They were heading somewhere as he tried to keep track of their surroundings it was deadly quiet, there was no one else out here but them as he felt like he might be in danger. What did this strange man want with him and why was he being dragged around without even being allowed to use his own strength to walk forward. He walked a bit faster just to keep up with the man who seemed to want to get away from where they were really quickly.

They arrived inside a cafe as he had no idea how they got there thinking this must be a black market cafe as it was dark outside and most cafe's should be closed around this time. The man sat down by the counter and he took that chance to pull his hand away as he pouted slightly giving the man a stubborn look with a glare that said he should ask next time before just grabbing him like that. Whether the man realised this would be something else entirely as the man invited him to sit next to him, he gave a slight stubborn grunt as he climbed up the chair next to the counter. The man ordered a drink having not even told him his name and just grabbing his hand and his hair was still all wet as well as he shook his head the water hitting the man in the face as well as the one serving the drinks. The man ordered some weird cocktail lend which he did not know much about other than they sometimes had fruit in cocktails. When asked about his drink he said "I want strawberry milk and... some p...". He paused thinking long and hard before finishing his order. "I want pizza, but secret pizza, no one must know i ate it cause it really late and i not suppose to eat it at night.", he looked down as he had become a very well behaved boy thanks to his mother.

The memories of the man were pulling memories of his own which his mind kept blocking out, he was in a state of confusion and the drinks were a bit late as well as the pizza. The man then mentioned he had a master and while things were okay then he mentioned Shinobu. He began to glare as he had been dragging his sword with him, the sword seemed to appear almost imediately the shirt getting torn slightly on one side as the boy held the sword to the man's neck again as he coldly asked. "How do you know my mother, who are you or i will kill you right now", his mind had forgotten the rest of what the man had said, his mother's cover name ringing in him strongly as he was very protective of her. The man would now have to give his name and connection or risk losing a limb or two as the boy still remembered the laws of Takigakure which instructed him not to kill except in self defence. His mind was still wavering as he wanted answers now as his heart was racing the blood coming from the man's neck as he actually made sure the sharp end of the blade had sunk in slightly. The waiter was just standing still with the drinks as he was no stranger to fights since shinobi came there all the time. The man decided to keep his distance until the two sorted things out. The boy's eyes looked really dark and seemed to have the will to kill any who crossed him right now.

Words = 4071 + 1555 = 5626 ( 5 EP )
Chakra = 290/340

The night made Tsuneo slightly tipsy, he was drunk with his blood lust, and it was not long before Tsuneo arose to his feet and took the boy to the cafe and there the boy spoke cutely about wanting a secret pizza, he was extremely cute speaking so, he wanted to cuddle him for being so cute, Tsuneo didn't hesitate to order what he wanted, and asked him to order more once he's done with those, it was nice taking care of such a child, that was so similar to Tsuneo.


But the boy's eyes became colder on the mention of the name shinobu, he pointed a blade at his neck, and spoke in cold ignorance, saying that he will kill him, it saddened  Tsuneo, while Tsuneo was both angered by what had Yuzu done, Tsuneo regained his composure, and spoke “Do not underestimate me, Yuzu,I realize your pain, but you're being naughty.....I explained my relationship with Shinobu, she's my master and she would be very angry with you for your actions if she did see them now, she would yell at you! you're a cute boy but you must realize that you must control your emotion and learn to not think so bad of other people! now hurry up your pizza will get cold. Sorry Yuzu, It was not my intention to get mad, but you need to do your mom proud, by controlling your emotions, now wolf that pizza down before your mommy comes, this cafe is quite popular you know, she might come in any second without us knowing, Shinobu took care of me nicely, I thank her for that, I would never hurt her, or you, She's like a family to me, despite her probably caring alot less about me...I was just another student....But if the secret pizza is discovered your mom will punish us both, since we're partners in crime, I'll tell you what, finish it in twenty minutes and I'll order you all you want, and we'll take it outside so no one discovers them” Giggles, Tsuneo patted the boy, and looked at him as he smiled softly and gently like an angel at the boy, Tsuneo had always hated being underestimated, but the boy was innocent his black darkness, was all the result of this world's torture.

Tsuneo smiled at the boy as he wolfed down his meal, this accursed world was the thing to blame for his darkness, Tsuneo smiled, hoping he would become friends with this young boy and soon he spoke to him as he smiled at him sweetly like the figure of an older caring brother “Will you be my friend Yuzu~” He spoke while his older brother sweet smile hanged with his smile.

It was a nice time that he was spending with his shy little friend, Tsuneo had been a loner for a long time but infront of him stand a boy, with guts and power, and a tortured past. But what shocked him in that moment, her having a kid, Tsuneo was shocked, he never knew about her having a kid, then again, he only knows so much about her, he wasn't even sure, shinobu was her real name, while he was happy by her side, he was unhappy about the fact, he was a stranger to her.

And while they were sitting he would wait for the young Yuzu to finish his meal while carefully perceiving his surroundings, focusing at every sound he heard, while reading, Tsuneo was far from over with his perception's training.

He immersed himself with the book in his hand but still focusing on any incoming sound, focusing on all sounds was tiring, but even the creek of the wood was hear and realized, by Tsuneo's divided attention.

Tsuneo would snap out of it, as he closed his book and tucked it in his black bag, as he looked at Yuzu, smiling at him, asking him “are you all done” a nice gentle tone he used with Yuzu only, as he spoke with him, he then asked him if he wanted his reward, he would make sure to not pester him alot, the boy seemed sensitive, and he disliked bothering someone, Tsuneo would then take Yuzu to a nearby waterfall, where the water was warm the night was breezy, and one their way Tsuneo made sure to buy nice clothes that would suit Yuzu's size, he also made sure, the boy liked them, he would like to buy something the boy would like, instead of wearing it forced under the current conditions, anything on the way that picked Yuzu's interest Tsuneo  made sure to ask him to pick it up, an comforted him, that he has money and that there's no need to worry about that part, thanks to his deeds, and doing many missions Tsuneo's pocket gained a few pounds, the fatter the better in this case.

And as they arrived Tsuneo would wear a towel around his waist covering his part and walking in soaking himself in hot warm water, as he invited Yuzu, while pouring a nice cup of soda for both of them, sake was off limits of course, he was not only underage, but he was ten years old, what type of monster gives booze to a ten year old kid, a criminal, and a psychopath, Tsuneo still had his morals.

As they were enjoying their bath, Tsuneo made sure not to ignore the boy's needs, asking him if he needs anything, or requires any help, he also asked the young boy if he needed Tsuneo to wash his back for him, Tsuneo was surprisingly nice to the kid, it's the first time in his bloody life to ever treat someone so similar to him, Tsuneo smiled and despite offending Tsuneo a little bit, he knew it was not the kid's fault for being overprotective, Tsuneo is the same, and both of them would do whatever it took to protect their loved ones.

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WC:2000
Speed~>A3 from A2

The man told him to not underestimate him as he kept his guard listening carefully to what the man was about to say. He mentioned that he knew the boy was in pain, but how did the man know, was it cause of what happened earlier or could he see deeper into the boy's darkened soul. His lost little heart beating against the evil that had been embedded into him through harsh training and severe beatings. The man began going on and on and somewhere along the line the boy just laid down his sword and began eating the pizza which took roughly five minutes as he then had his mouth stuffed.
 
The man then asked him to be the man's friend and while he was chewing on the last slice of pizza he mumbled, "If we friends you paying and you said i must not underestimate you." He pouted slightly before looking to the side, "That is what i was going to say". He was a bit upset, but mostly it was just the young boy being a stubborn child, having only came to his senses when he remembered the man said student something so he figured the man was actually weak if he was a student of his mom, even though his mom was far stronger than him, he had gotten much closer to her in an emotional and a sort of competitive way them both being sword masters.
 
The next pizza was brought as the woman seemed to have taken note of what the man said, this was top class service while the boy looked at her then ate the pizza while the man smiled at him strangely. The boy then noticed the man began reading this weird book not even seeming to care if he said they could be friends although he did promise to be friends if the guy paid for the meal. The man finally stopped reading and asked if he was done as he nodded with his mouth full as he finished off the fifth and last large pizza.
 
After a while he was led by the man to a nearby waterfall, it was warm and breezy and he got some new clothes which he thought was okay as he held it up for a bit. He was normally very picky but he wanted to get changed fast so he ran behind a tree and got changed in roughly two seconds. As they continued they arrived near the hot warm water as the man was wearing a towel around his waist, he was not even sure when the man even got undressed to begin with but he was spacing out quite a lot so it was expected. He was barefeet and merely sat at the edge and letting his feet soak in the water while the man was deeply seeming to enjoy this bath. He also enjoyed it since it felt good as his feet were a bit sore from all the walking he did.
 
It seemed like he should join in but being as shy as he was he took off his shirt but he kept his shorts on getting in the water with them on, he did get more clothes anyways so no big deal getting these ones wet. The man then offered to wash his back for him as he thought about it then leaned against the man resting his head on his chest. "Okay but wash my back while i am looking at you, cause i sort of might hurt you by accident if you just washed my back from behind. Oh and why are you scared to tell me your name or did you forget". He gave a somewhat childishly skeptical look which was both cute and in some cases just a bit insulting as the boy was curious to the man's name, the man kept forgetting or purposely not telling him. Also his back was a bit itchy so he hoped the man could tell him while washing his back.
 
Words = 5626 + 676 = 6302 - 2 excess words
6300( 6 EP )
 
Training Senjutsu D to C = 4106(From other Thread) + 1894 = 6000/6000
Training Senjutsu C to B = 4406/7000
Training Words Left = 0

So to seal their contract of their friendship, the pizza was on Tsuneo, how funny it is, that the boy was this slow, when you invite someone to eat, you don't let them pay, it was simply senseless to not  pay. Tsuneo would raise from his pocket, a black expensive looking wallet, and flash the money to the waitress. He would then leave with young Yuzu as they hit the waterfall amongst the forest in order to take a bath.

Of course he let the boy have his own privacy, he was too shy, and defensive, besides  Tsuneo was still a stranger, he knew not how to act towards the boy, but compassion and sweet actions were all he could offer him Tsuneo then asked the boy to wash the boy's back, the boy accepted Tsuneo's invite, but was warned, warned Tsuneo from going behind his back, otherwise he supposedly might injure Tsuneo, while the boy was still underestimating Tsuneo, taunting him, Tsuneo still remained patient, not caring about such taunts or warnings, He smiled as he began washing the boy's back, from a position that pleased the young boy, and so Tsuneo was done after five minutes or so, Tsuneo would then ask the boy to wash his back, and after they soaked their bodies clean, and got out of the shower, Tsuneo would again let the boy  wear his clothes in privacy, Tsuneo would also wear his clothes, which took him nothing more than two seconds.

Tsuneo would smile as he sat and sipped orange juice for the both of them, and spoke to Yuzu with a sweet tone as he took scrolls that had his designs for swords inscribed in them, Tsuneo would speak saying “Say Yuzu, what do you think of my designs for swords” Tsuneo was actually good in designing, and creating, a skillful blacksmith, but he never did do any requests, his designs were outstanding, or so he was told by many, however, everyone questioned his swords' mechanics.

The man smiled as he washed the young little boy's back as the boy just looked down blushing as he rested his head against the man's chest. He did not understand the feelings deep down inside as something kept pulling at him as he enjoyed the washing of his back. His mind began to wonder as he had a memory he had long since forgotten as it broke out of the deepest darkest reaches of his mind.

***MEMORY***
As the young boy leaned his little head against the chest of the other boy who rubbed his hair softly as he began to speak. "Ren, I wish we could just stay here like this all the time, and its great to have someone else to share a bath with me for a change. It gets really lonely at my house, everyone only cares about my eyes or how skilled i am, no one likes me for me like you do". As the boy smiled the younger smaller boy punched him hard in the gut as he looked up to him. "Baka-Tora, you know its your fault i had to take a bath, and why did you have to say i look like a girl again, you always saying that all the time and i hate it, and i also told you I am a big boy now i can take care of myself you jerk". The boy pouted as he gave a serious cute look as the other boy scratched the back of his head and then said, "Come on you know you like it", as he said that he tackled the other boy and began tickling him as the boy kicked the other boy in the face struggling in vain as he shouted, "Stop that, please it hurts", the other boy kept at it and shouted, "Make me!". After that a moment of deep silence came to pass as the older boy collapsed face first into the water as the boy began to shake him, "Tora, i am sorry, please wake up", as he began crying and shaking the boy unable to lift him out of the water, the boy then opened his eyes, followed by his mouth then shot his head up as he coughed up water, "Hey, Ren do not kick me there you know that hurts a lot, I am going to need this thing one day you know?". The younger boy tilted his head slightly a bit confused as he then spoke back to him after looking to the side. "i think an arm or a leg is better than using that to fight", the other boy began to laugh as he remembered the boy never did any education outside of the shinobi education he was mainly getting. He then grinned as he hugged the boy close as he began to blush, "Tora, one of the kids said it was weird for us to be so close". The other boy laughed for a short while before answering in a serious tone, "I do not care what those losers think, we are best friends, maybe more than that, at least we were until i saw that sword of yours." he looked to Tora a bit confused, "I do not even have a sword yet", as the boy laughed again he then rubbed the boy's hair very vigorously before answering again, "do not worry about it, still can not believe you are really a boy" as the little boy thought about it and then began to glare at him for a while. "I am a boy", this was when he got violent as he tackled his friend and then took one mouthful. "Aaaahhh!!!!!!! That hurts stop biting it so hard", as the boy was nearly crying as the little boy had his hand in his mouth biting it hard. He was a biter which he actually kept secret from virtually everyone he knew, but biting someone was actually a sign of affection. A painful sign of affection at that, as he had his friends hand in his mouth he just looked at him biting somewhat more gently but chewing and nibbling occassionally. "You know Ren, i wish you could learn to make more friends, you make me worried you know", as the boy opened his mouth freeing his friend's hand he then took a deep breath and spoke. "I only want good friend like you, i do not need any other friends", as he said "B...ut", flinching slightly as the boy grabbed and bit his hand hard again. They looked into eachothers eyes as the boy gave such a cute face while he gave a serious smile back at the little boy who looked up to him. "If i was not here, would you be okay?" as the boy looked down then rested his forehead on his friends tummy carefully placing his elbow between the other boy's legs in order to sit better as he spoke. The water having gotten lower forcing him to go lower to stay in its warmth. "You said you would always be here, and put the plug back in and add more water I am getting cold now", the older boy lifted him up carrying him in his arms as he embraced him. "Ren, you know if we stay in this water any longer you going to get sick again", as he carried him over grabbing the large towel and covering the younger boy with it as he placed him sitting on the side of the bath. "I love you, Ren" as he helped to dry off the little boy who replied, "I like you too, Tora"
***MemoryEnd***

After what seemed like forever, but was in fact at most five minutes or so he noticed the back washing stopped as the man asked him to do the same, as he got behind the man and began scrubbing his back. He secretly smiled behind the man, the only way he could even smile anymore was in secret without thinking about it, as he leaned his forehead against the man's back for a while after scrubbing it for a bit. Then when they were done after a few awkward moments and a few ordinary moments they finally got dressed, he just took one of the man's shirts to wear as he just did not bother with the underwear which was clearly way too big, but he used one of his scrolls and turned them into a wrapping to put underneath since it was too drafty if he wore nothing there.

The man took out some orange juice, as the young little boy finally began to drink some of it slowly, as he looked at the man pulling out something. The man asked him what he thought of the sword designs he had. He looked at the swords carefully and after some time he was lost in thought as he seemed to not even notice the man anymore as he looked at it.  He looked at it very critically then began speaking.

"That first sword looks really nice, good blade and a nice little hole for hanging it up, but it seems like a regular great sword. The second sword is brilliant and could shred through enemies nicely but it might get stuck in the enemy or someone's armor, so maybe not that good unless you got something to break their armor first. The third sword is really good and has nice sharp blades near the hilt and i could use that if i was bigger, that handle is way too big it makes it awkward for someone like me but it would be perfect though it has a double edge and a wide area for cutting, it is also a thick blade so it might be able to cut away and thick armor. The forth blade looks really unique, i just can not seem to figure it out though, maybe i am a bit out of practice but i know that it needs something to stand out more, besides that weird circle near the tip of the blade. The next blade is sort of not even a sword anymore, that is more like a blade that you use with two hands like a stick with a blade at one end. Wait it could be a spear as well, its really a weird weapon but i could use something like that very easily.

The two blades you made do not match up that nicely and need more work, you were probably tired from the other few swords you designed, you should get some more rest and then let us see the next sword looks nice but does not look like it is special. The last sword looks like a sword i would use, nothing too great about it, it is not a sword for showing off, it is a sword made to get the job done quickly cleanly and beautifully. So i would said the third the fifth and ninth swords are your best designs".

He was very enthusiastic about swords not even realising that he was sitting back leaning against the man while checking and explaining about each of the swords, he did not smile but he blushed. Which should have been clear now was the only way he could smile in front of people was to just blush.
He then spoke for a bit as he looked down, "You sure you want to be my friend?" as he then turned his head to look up to the man as his eyes were very watery. Waiting for the answer his heart began to beat faster, racing as its beat became really loud as he wanted to know the answer looking at the man who had been so kind to him.

He then noticed a strange shadowy bird flying through the air as he stood up and was being drawn to it as he began running off after the bird. Not even giving the man a chance to answer as his body moved on its own, he just kept chasing after it as he disappeared into the trees he was being drawn to a place as he kept running, where the running would stop was unclear. Would his new friend come for him, who was his friend, what happened to the pain he felt earlier, what was going on as his mind was even more confused. Yuzu the confused knew only one thing, he had no choice but to follow his path.

Words = 6300 + 1765 = 8065(8EP)
Training = 1765
Training Reaction B1 to B2 = 800/800
Training Reaction B2 to B3 = 900/900
Total Training = 1700

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