Heero Leaned up against the outside of the Dragons tongue curry house. The breeze was at a decent pace today and the temperature was not hot as it was normally. Heero's orders where to meet up with the a new Genin from the oasis; Niitah, Noel from what his orders said. The file had included a picture so he already knew what the other boy looked like; it would be a little odd to meet someone with wings, however, what was not odd in the shinobi world? Only recently Heero had over come alot of his shyness; while still somewhat shy, Heero had been working hard to get over it. In the back of His mind he wondered why he was picked for the mission of looking after the kid till his weapons where picked up, he was a chunnin after all even though a little weak for his rank. "That might be why I haven't got a combat mission for a while, but then again I have not heard from my sensei or team so it might be something else.." Heero idly thought as he ate a pocky stick. His stomach rumbled and Heero looked at the time; the boy was not late as he still had fifteen minutes to be there. He scratched the back of his head and sighed. " I hope that the new kid is laid back.." He wondered as the sun started to sink low.

A new dawn had broken as the sun chose to rise up slowly across the horizon, as the sunlight went across the sand all the way into a small window. Inside sleeping was a small young little boy with light pale green hair and as his sleepy eyes opened slightly, their green matching his hair as he turned over to look away from the sun, trying to get some extra sleep. However things did not go according to how the little boy wanted them to go, the light kept shining brighter and brighter as he scratched his head while laying on his tummy with his bare shoulders exposed. The blanket that lay on top of him began to rise up as he stretched out his wings as they flung the blanket off as he stretched his arms out. He was sleeping in his plain light sky blue shorts, as his legs exposed to the world were shining slightly before his wings dropped to cover his legs as he began to rub his eyes more with his arm. He looked out to the sun glaring at it as it flared back at him. He was a bit hungry as he had lived a large portion of his life as a slave and his family may have left him the inheritence, but sadly they had lost the mansion and he was busy living in a small little home that was basically just a room in the hidden reaches of the Oasis. The palm trees that stood outside in the yard and some plants including various fruits and vegetables were planted. He had grown a farm in order to make extra money and also because he liked doing something so that he would not become lazy.

He finally sat up as his wings moved and pulled up tightly against his back, as the young little boy stretched out his arms and yawned while swaying his feet back and forth as he sat on the edge of his little bed. He slid down slowly so his feet touched the floor gently, as he carefully gripped the carpet with his toes feeling their soft texture as his wings spread out again before hanging down like they suppose to. He walked over to his chest of drawers and began searching around for something to wear as something fell off the top of the drawer. He slowly and carefully picked up the letter with his one wing and held it before his sleepy eyes as he yawned some more, his eyes a bit watery from just waking up still. He slowly took the letter from between his feathers and began to read through the note.

'Dear Noel, we regret to inform you that due to shortages in availability of items and resources, you will not be able to receive your shinobi gear yet as well as your jutsu not being allowed for practice until approval has been given by the Santaku clan head who requires that you bring them proof of your skills by performing well in a test we have set up. In order for you to be well rested and well prepared you are expected to meet up with Kuroka Heero later tonight at the time secretly specified at the end of this note. Please note that you are not allowed to use any weapons as of now and until further notice. Thank you for your patience and looking forward to great things from you'

The boy crushed the letter into a tiny paper ball then threw it out the window as tears flowed down his cheeks slightly. He was upset that they were messing with him, the head of the clan must have done this on purpose to show that he was still their slave, and that his fate was in their hands. He did not like the arrangement, but he had no choice but to go along with it as he looked around tossing out all his clothes until he found his one good shirt and his good blue shorts as he grabbed some socks and tossed what he was going to put on one side on the bed. He went to the bathroom and carefully turned the tap to the shower as he removed his last piece of clothing and went to wash himself, the water running down his face his wings wet with the warm waters that seemed to heat up from the hot sun of the desert. He looked around as the water hit his hair as he pressed his hands against the wall. He was crying as the water kept flowing down his body, his feet seemed okay and a slight cut on his knee was slightly stinging. He had knocked his knee into a door the other day and was still upset about that, he did not understand why he had to be grounded most of the time. He wanted to just up and fly around but he was not allowed to show it off too much since some people liked to capture people who had strange features for entertainment purposes.

He finally heard the sound of a knock on the door, as he turned the tap closed he walked out his wings drying him off before shaking all the water off as it fell to each side of him. He shook his head as the water flew off before he got his socks and put them on one at a time as he sat on his bed. He took a sigh then got his pants and underwear on quickly before looking at his shirt, he sighed as he struggled for a bit to get it on, after about five or more minutes he finally got on his shirt. He then looked around as he let his wings hang back loosely as it they were a scarf of sorts with feathers. He made his way to the door and opened up and the lady stood there and dropped the parcel before going away. He recognised the parcel and knew it was a present from his parents wherever they were now. He found inside it a brooch which he recognised was the emblem of his mom's private farm, he put it in his hair before going back inside to prepare breakfast.
He took his time preparing some noodle salad as he took out a strange fork and began to twirl it around and raised it to his mouth taking a slow bite. He then began to think of when last anyone gave him anything and remembered that Mikasa gave him dessert long time ago, back when he was destined to receive nothing she chose to give him something. He kept eating for a while longer before going back to his room to clean up a bit. he carefully made his bed and began to pick up his clothes, carefully folding them and placing them back in the chest of drawers. He then went to the mirror and kept messing with his fringe not sure which way to face it. After a while he finally gave up and left it to go whichever way it wanted. He then got out a book from his little bookshelf and began reading the story of the one winged angel. After some time had passed he realised it was getting late as he closed the book putting it down. He went out the door and looked around to see if anyone was watching, he then stretched a bit before his wings spread out and he stood there patiently.

The wind began to pick up and he knew it was time, he took his first step in the sand before taking a second step as his wings began to pick up pace as he then began to run in the direction of where he was meant to be, he leapt into the air as his wings spread out picking up the air currents before he would fly straight for the Dragon's Tongue. The sun was beginning to set and time was running out as he flew as fast as he could threw the air, the birds joining him in a v-shaped formation as he then broke away from them before seeing the location from above, or at least what he felt was the location as he carefully landed, only to slip and fall on the same knee as it hurt a lot.

He then hid his tears wiping them away quickly as he went to go enter the strange building and inside this building he saw who he had to meet as he walked to the boy. He waved at him silently before sitting down as he was not sure what to say since he waved, but he was with the person he was meant to meet and he had become to nervous to speak right now. He was not sure what to say as some strangers were looking at his wings the whole time as he blushed and became really nervous, his heart racing as he had trouble dealing with so many people or even one person for that matter. He wanted his parents, his family, his former master Santaku Mikasa the angel godess of darkness. For now he had to make friends with this boy and he was not sure who had to give their name first as the awkward silence began and night time was now here.

Words = 1578

Heero watched as the young winged boy landed. He was kind of shocked, not by the wings, but, that the boy was shorter then he was! Apparently the boy needed to work on his landings as his knee hit. Heero watched the boy get up and dry his tears. "Kids got some will power, wish I had that when I was that young" Heero's thoughts drifted back to his years of slavery and abuse at the hands of those who ruined his happy childhood and made him forget himself for so long. " Never again..." He thought to himself as the boy waved him down. "He seems shy like I was... hopefully he does not stutter like I did..." His thoughts trailed off as he make his way to the table where his charge sat. "I may as well try to make a good impression." He mused as he sat down in the chair across from the boy. "I im Kuroka, Heero, nice to meet you."He said with a grin.

The other boy sat down across from him and when he spoke he introduced himself as Heero, from the Kuroka clan. He remembered reading about the Kuroka clan being the former head of the village but did not pay much attention to it since it was a boring book about history that just gave names and dates. The boy made a strange grin that may have been a smile, or was it a smile that was a grin. He pulled out a small little book and showed it to the boy as on the cover it said Niitah, Noel. He did not say a word as he was not just an ordinary form of shy, he was scared of the other boy having spent so little time with others where he did not get bullied, picked on or enslaved. His hands were shaking slightly as he only held the book up long enough for the young Heero to read it.

The lady finally came by their table and began to ask for their order starting with the boy known as Heero first as she noticed the boy was pulling his wings away from her. Not to mention the boy had his feet on the chair now hugging his knees, it was only her second day here and she was already scaring customers. She hoped the boy who was not nervous would at least be able to place his order first as she gave the older boy the menu, she then placed a second menu in front of the other boy who looked to her and peeked down at the menu, then Heero then the girl. He was not sure where to look when finally he just looked down at his menu. What would the other boy order and would he be okay around here.


Words = 1578 + 304= 1882

The waitress brought out the menu and he pointed to hot tea as his drink; looking to the other boy he wanted to see what he wanted to drink but, instead found him looking at the menu himself. Heero continued to smile as the boy held out his little book with his name on it. "Niitah, Noel huh? that's a nice name. Say, I got a idea! What do you wanna eat? Don't worry its on me!" He said his smile never fading " He is more shy then I thought, im going to have to be really nice to see if he will open up some.." He pondered as another Idea made its way to his head. "Sooo what do you like to do for fun?" He asked as the waitress brought his drink. " I believe I will have some pulled pork with curry as spicy as you can make it, Also, what ever he wants to eat its on me." He told the waitress as he nodded for Noel to order.

He was not sure, but he peeked only a little bit to see that he pointed to a hot drink, he was getting too hot so he pointed to a small juice that just happened to be on the menu for drinks. The boy nearly noticed as he looked at the menu not letting Heero know that he was looking at his order. He noticed Heero smiling which sort of made him nervous, he resisted the urge to blush as there appeared to be a look of struggle on his face. The boy finally gave in blushing when the boy told him he had a nice name, then the boy further told him he could order what ever he wanted and he would pay for it. He could not understand why this boy was being so nice to him, it made him confused and he wiped his eyes a bit just to make sure no tears formed.

The boy asked him a very confusing question after that, which was far more confusing then what he had said before. The boy asked what he did for fun and not sure what to do, he took out a small library book as he looked down. The waitress spoke for him fortunately as she said, "Aaw, so cute you like to read books, i like them too." She giggled for a bit having just recently brought the drinks over. The boy Heero finally made his order which was for some super spicy curry and some pulled pork. He was not sure what to pick and pointed over to the Dragon Roll, which was really expensive and was a roll containing a mixture of curry spices with some sauce, and it was a meal that also came with free potato chips dipped in mustard with chilli peppers sprinkled over. The meal also came with a small little ring that was meant for anyone who ordered the dragon roll and finished it. The young little Noel had mainly been looking at the roll on the menu and its cool name not knowing the spicy beast of a roll he was about to face. On the other end he got nervous as he the lady asked, "Is that all or will you also be having dessert?"

Noel looked like he was desperate as he looked to see if Heero was going to get dessert while his eyes kept looking down at the Ice Cream Special. He had not spoken a single word, he was too shy to speak yet but he did let his intentions show on his face most of the time. It was clear that Heero was being given all the respect of the little boy at the moment. What would Heero do now?

Words = 1882 + 460 = 2342

Heero cocked his head when Noel started to blush, not a word had came out of the kids mouth since they had met but, he felt he could relate a little bit. His own circumstances where not the best and whats to say others did not have worse? His thoughts had started to wonder again until he realized Noel had pointed to the Dragon roll. Taking a quick glance at his own menu he nearly face faulted when he seen the price. "Kids gonna break me, well not so much. When is the last time I did for myself anyways?" He thought returning to his normal position, the smile back on his face. The waitress asked for desert and Heero's eyes darted to Noels menu where he was looking up and down from. He looked to the waitress. " Ill have a piece of chocolate cake and in honor of my new friend, get him the Ice Cream Special!" He looked at his money bag and shut it, he would have enough money to cover it, but, it would be the instant ramen diet till he got paid for is next mission. The waitress walked away to give there orders to the cook and Heero took a sip of the tea, and his eyes glanced down at the book and then back to Noel. "Well, once we get our food we can dig in!" He said enthusiastically while they waited for the food to arrive.

Heero mentioned something about a piece of chocolate cake and just as he was about to point to his order, the mysterious Heero chose exactly what he wanted. He started to give a worrying look towards Heero as he felt like he was being watched, he hugged his knees even tighter against his chest as his wings also pulled tighter against his back. This was a defensive position that was clearly a sign that he felt Heero was getting too close, or that he felt a bit too much pressure from him. He noticed the boy looked inside his bag, which did not look like a normal bag for money, then again he was used to paying for things with his library card which was actually not how things were meant to be. He watched as Heero sipped tea like an old man, he remembered how the clan leader had sipped tea as he looked down. He took his juice and began to drink it slowly holding the glass with both hands as he drank. Heero was so enthusiastic and seemed to be excited, he was a bit bothered and was getting more bothered when he looked up to the ceiling for a bit then back down then kept letting his eyes look around the place while he drank his juice. He then opened his mouth wide and was about to say something but blushed and just found a small piece of paper and started writing with his finger and some chakra on the piece of paper as he slid it across the table. The word 'THANKS' was written on the piece of paper as he was not sure how else to show how he felt, which was grateful to say the least.

Words = 2342 + 293 = 2635
Training Speed E to D3 = 75 + 150 + 225 + 300 + 325 + 400 + 450 = 1925/1925
Training Perception E to E3 = 75 + 150 + 225 = 450/450
Training Strength E to E1 = 75/75
Training Endurance E to E1 = 75/75
Training Reaction E to E1 = 75/75
Training Total = 1925 + 450 + 75 + 75 + 75 = 2600
Training Words Left = 35