"Motherfuck....." Groaned a certain sleeping giant. Once again, his precious sleep was interrupted by his one true enemy, the sun. Why, oh why did nature hate him so? At least he had something though, which he was currently holding. No, that something wasn't morning wood, it was a little otter boy named Aiden. It had been a few weeks since they began dating..and living with each other, and they have been great so far! However, today was going to be different. Over the passed few weeks, they've been putting off training, mainly because they were lazy shits who do nothing but cuddle, but Zaiaku was determined to get some work done today, even if it meant actually doing work. With a sigh, he slowly moved his whitey-tighty clad lover off of his chest as he got out of his rather messy bed. He then lightly pokes his lover's cheek lazily. "Dude...come on.....time to train.." He said with a yawn as he slowly exited his room and made his way to the bathroom.

Once there, he began brushing his fangs teeth. Gigi was taking a shower, sober for once. She merely gave him a tired 'hi' before continuing to wash herself behind the curtain of the bath. Now, Gigi and Zaiaku disagreed on alot of fuckin' things, but the one thing they can agree on is that they aren't morning people. As such, both slugged around in the bathroom until coming to the dining room table, still in their underwear, and sat down, tired as shit. "Why does morning exist..." Gigi asked as she brushed her hair. Jinhue, who was sitting at the table as well reading the paper, answered."To get lazy fools like you two out of bed.....where is the boy?" He said to Zaiaku, looking at him. "In bed...still asleep.." He said as he rubbed the mucus out of his eyes, yawning once more.

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Aiden did nothing more than flop onto his back. With arms and legs spread apart, this position made him look almost like a rag doll after being moved off of Zaiaku's chest. He continued to sleep peacefully though, as if he was never moved around in the first place by his giant lover. It would be however a finger poking his cheek and a voice telling him to come on and that it's time to train which would cause him to open his intense blue eyes and greet the sunlight head-on, making him flinch a little from the stinging sensation the sudden flow of light brought to his eyes. He'd sit up in a lazy manner, looking at nothing in particular before getting up on his feet and dragging himself to the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he'd rub his eyes and use his hands to fix his hair to the way that it usually is before looking around for the mint leaves he kept on the sink, only to find them missing.

"Ran out... Crap.."

He would mumble to himself while grabbing this so called tube of crap called "toothpaste" and squirted some on his teeth, brushing the paste into his teeth and fangs with his finger before washing both the finger off and his mouth out with water. He'd then let out a small, silent yawn before he then dragged his feet to the dining room, where he'd plop himself down at the table next to Zaiaku and rest his head against his boyfriend's left arm while his eyes still appeared to be nearly closed.

"Morning...."

He mumbled as a greeting towards everyone in the room, though in the way he said it, it seemed more like he was pleading to go back to sleep than actually wishing everyone a good morning.

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Zaiaku merely looked at his lover and, seemingly with whatever strength he managed to muster, wrapped his arm around him and held the boy close, gently planting a small kiss on his forehead. "Heeeey...little...dude." Gigi mustered as she yawned, her sharp teeth becoming very exposed as she did. Jinhue merely shook his head and returned reading, as if he didn't want anything to do with the little trio. It was then that Yorokubi came inside, holding a mountain of food in the numerous plates she carried. "Good morning!" Both Zaiaku and Gigi let out a disgruntled "Hello", while Jinhue merely nodded. Yorokubi easily set the food before them before returning back into the kitchen disappearing from the site. It was rather amazing, to say the least, how someone so big can move so fast. None the less, the family slowly, but surely served themselves, Zaiaku getting a few slices of bread, eggs, and bacon. Gigi got the same and so did Jinhue, though his amount was much larger than the latters.

And with that, they began eating. "We're training today." Zaiaku said in-order to create some sort of conversation. While Gigi merely gave a thumbs up, Jinhue simply looked at the duo, studying them for the longest. Zaiaku simply blinked, uncomfortable under the older man's gaze. Luckily, it soon stopped as he resumed eating his breakfast. Letting out a small sigh, Zaiaku did as well, knowing they would need the energy.


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Aiden give a tired smile in response to Zaiaku wrapping his arm around him and kissing him on his forehead. Aiden just simply nuzzled his head up against his lover's side, offering Gigi a friendly smile in response to what she had said.

"Hey..."

He responded, yawning at the same time as her and revealing his own sharp teeth. He noticed Jinhue shaking his head, which if Aiden was more awake he'd probably comment on due to the fact it showed the old man's disapproval in him still. Perhaps he could response with no his voice but something else. Perhaps a gesture? Aiden knew of a gesture that may be perfect for the old man, and it merely required the use of one finger as well....

Before Aiden would do something that he may end up regretting Yorokubi entered the room, holding a large supply of food in the form of multiple, separate plates. She yelled out a "good morning" to everyone within the room, and while both Zaiaku and Gigi responded with greeting of their own, Aiden waved towards her, smiling to her as well. The large woman would set the food upon the table before them, disappearing shortly afterwards with speed that Aiden didn't know was possible for someone of her size. After waiting for Zaiaku, Gigi, and Jinhue to get their servings, the navy'haired boy got his own, filling his plate with bread, eggs, and bacon before beginning to eat.

The food tasted wonderful, in Aiden's opinion, as it always had for the past few weeks that he lived in this home. He  couldn't get used to the taste of the freshly cooked meals no matter how many times he ate it, and he would forever be thankful to have it instead of raw meat or whatever else trash he had in captivity. The boy's ears perked up at the sound of Zaiaku stating that they're training today, causing him to suddenly stop eating and just look at Zaiaku with what now seemed to be a more awake facial expression. He simply grinned for a few seconds while his tail swayed  from side to side behind his chair at a fast pace. It would stop moving though as he noticed Jinhue's looking at them. He didn't like that gaze of his at all, mostly because he couldn't tell what the man was thinking at all by it. It was surely annoying and it made him want to shrink away under it. So in response he would stare back at Jinhue for the duration which the old man stared at him and Zaiaku, both people returning to their meals at the same time as well.

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Both Gigi and Zaiaku could feel the mild tension between the giant and the boy. They just simply didn't fit right together, and they didn't seem to care to hide it. Zaiaku can already imagine the duo arguing about almost every redundant topic, from clothing to the type of toilet paper to buy. He could all ready feel his head pounding. Bringing himself back to reality, he realised that he was still in his boxers. He would have to change before they began training. As such, he hurrily finished whatever food he had on his plate, said he was going to put on some clothes, and wait outside for Aiden to finish. With that, he simply left the dinning room. He casually walked down the portrait covered hallway, passing Gigi's, Jinhue's, and his mother's room as he got to Aiden's and his. He quickly came in and went straight for the dresser. He quickly put on some random shinobi pants, his chunin vest, his brand-new chunin helmet, and sandels. He grabbed his headband and tied it the base of his right arm.

He then managed to find his kunai and three senbon after rummaging around the seemingly messy room. Finally, he grabbed a old bottle of some colone he had and sprayed some on for good measure. Now, the grey giant was set, and walked out, passing the dinning room, and now entering their backyard. Their backyard was very basic, to say the least. No grass due to being in the fucking desert, but no sand. It was pure and solid ground. It wasn't bland looking, however, as there was vegetation. Right in the farthest left corner was Yorokubi's garden, which she grew some of her ingredients and spices from. Near that was a small pond. While nothing more a decorative piece, it's cool water still felt good after a long day of being a shinobi. As such, Zaiaku went and sat down in-front of it. Looking about to see no one was there, he closed his eyes behind the visor. He sat cross-legged, and formed the Snake handseal,as it is what Doton is affilated with.

Zaiaku began concentrating and gathering his earthen chakra, slowly dispersing it around him and on his back. The ground around him began to distort and seemingly tried to release itself from the rest, trying to come on the back of Zaiaku. Zaiaku concentrated harder and harder, trying to do the jutsu he made up, wanting to finally and fully master it. Suddenly, he felt it. The ground from around him cracked it self out of the soil around him and latched onto his back, creating four, bent pillars. Zaiaku, ready for this, quickly did the needed handseal. The four columns suddenly began straight and the details began to fill out. The forearm, hand, fingers, size proportion. Though it took several minutes to actually finish, Zaiaku had done it. He had, finally, created his own jutsu. However, these earthen arms first had to be used in-order to get use to. Slowly the giant stood and, awkwardly, tried to move all the arms on his left side. They did so. He then did the exact same thing on his right.

He noted how...alien this new feeling was, having more then two arms. He tried solely moving the fingers of the upper right hand. He did so and somewhat sneered. This definitely was going to need getting use to. Nonetheless, Zaiaku had managed to finally create his own jutsu. However, there was just one little, insignificant problem. Just what in the name of kerbel was he going to name this technique. As such, the giant began to think of potential names for the jutsu. He tried thinking of any word that related the plain concept of four arms. Though it took all of ten seconds, he finally decided on the word Deva, as it was the basic word for the Hindi Gods, which were often portrayed in ancient times with multiple faces and even in present time are still shown with multiple arms, usually six.


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Aiden merely growled in a quiet and light manner as the tension rose between him and Zaiaku's uncle. Every  time a discussion came up, it always seemed like one was against the other in it, whether it  was from something as the absence of a Kazekage down to whether or not something looks nice. No matter what it was, they were seemingly polar opposites, though they were similar in one thing, and that was how stubborn they were. Oh yes, even if proven wrong, they would refuse to admit it as long as the other was in the right, and even if their point of view is wrong, they wouldn't dare change it while the other believes the side that ended up being right is still thinking that. It was water and oil, really. Both were liquids, but both couldn't mix.

After having this intense stare-off, Aiden quietly left the table, looking to catch up to his lover which slipped away during it. Along the way he would get dressed, slipping on his pair of dark jeans, his pink T-Shirt, his blue hoodie, and finally his white jacket. It was rather padded for a hot environment such as Sunagakure, but he couldn't care. What was overbearingly hot for others was enjoyable for him, and certainly better than some stupid rags which he was accustomed to wearing before. In fact, it was because of those rags that he wore so much, and was comfortable in it as well. He  hadn't a headband with him nor any items, though he was passed as an official Genin, he just didn't feel right wearing it.

After finally getting dressed, the Otter-Human Hybrid walked out of the room, ignoring the stench of an odd cologne while he moved through the dining room and out into the backyard which was less of a yard and more of an over-sized plot of solid ground since they're not one of those rich people with grass all over the damn place. Reaching the backyard, he quietly watched Zaiaku, whom of which was over on the other side. After watching him practice a little with some unknown thing that he had never seen or heard of before, he walked over quietly, where he wrapped his arms around Zaiaku's neck and purred.

"So... Training?"

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Zaiaku couldn't help but feel mildly proud in himself, even if it was a bit of childish pride. He had just created his very own technique. It was a unique and satifying mixture of success, accomplishment, and getting something done right. He let out a content sigh, finally having made this jutsu. The whole 'wow I just did shit' thing didn't last very long. Not when a certain Otter was on the loose. The moment he felt his dearest Aiden's arms around his neck, he instantly jumped in surprise, the earthen arms abruptly and suddenly falling apart and crumbling once they hit the ground. Zaiaku would've been angry if it wasn't his boyfriend purring into in his ear. "Aiden...." Zaiaku responded in a calm, smooth voice in contrary to his minor freakout now ten seconds earlier. "Yeah....I want you to fight me in-order to see what you can do...." He said, moving into your touch, enjoying it possibly a bit too much. "Then, I can assest what I can specfically do for you..." He continued, slowly breaking away from that soft touch of his.

"Ok?" Zaiaku said as he took off his chunin vest and chunin helmet, revealing his bare, muscular, upper torso. "This is just physical, hand to hand combat, ok? No jutsu, no weapons, no armor. Just hand to hand combat." He said, raising his fists and getting into his boxing stance. "Now come at me, Aiden, and show me what you are capable of!" Zaiaku said in a much more stern and combative voice, his body moving about as he readied for his lover to come and attack him. Zaiaku planned to hold back, as he did not want to destroy Aiden's beauty, but still planned on knocking out some teeth. A line had to be drawn somewhere afterall.

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Aiden noticed Zaiaku calling his name in a calm, smooth voice, stating that he wanted to fight him in order to see what he can do, and then he can assess what he can specifically do for him. While he spoke though, he was removing himself from Aiden's touch, slowly breaking away, an obvious indication that Aiden should really let go of him now since it's time to train.

Releasing his grip, the blue haired boy took a few steps back, continuing to do so until he was a mere three meters away, which then he steadied himself, straightening up and forming a Tiger Sign using his hands. He watched as at this moment his lover would be removing his helmet, already having been rid of the vest, which ended up revealing that bare, muscular torso which the Otter person loved so.

At the moment which he would fire his attack though, seeing an easy, open spot, Zaiaku spoke once more, telling him that this is just physical, hand to hand combat, ending his statement with the raising of his fists. He told him to come at him, and show him what he was capable of. It was obvious that now is the time to do combat, and Aiden quickly separated his hands, his claws ready to be used in order to cut up to an inch deep into his bare-chested opponent.

He closed in. One foot, two feet, three feet, four. Every foot the Otter boy lowered himself to the ground until he was four feet away, which then he jumped into the air, right hand's claws aiming right for Zaiaku's eyes while his left fist was was drawn back, ready to strike him in the throat. He knew that his boyfriend will have no problem avoiding any damage right now, but dealing damage is not what Aiden wished to do.. At least, not yet.

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Zaiaku's eyes narrowed as he watched Aiden come at him, lowering himself before jumping into the air and heading right for him. He seemed to have some skill afterall. However, Zaiaku had more skill. As such, he quick thought of a way to counter him. Right when Aiden would close enough to him, Zaiaku will move back a very short distance, enough to avoid his jumping attack. He would then quickly lash out in a attempt to land a punch right on the left side of Aiden's face. If it lands, he will then try to barrage him with four more hits before finishing with a upper-cut. Yes, it seemed good in his head, but will it work now? In real-life. Welp, it was now or never. Just as he had planned, right when Aiden was close enough, he quickly moved back, causing the younger shinobi to miss. He then came in as planned, with great speed, his left hand lashing out in a left-hook for Aiden's left cheek. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of olden eyes were upon them, watching them go against one another. The figure was very large, yet, was easily concealed.

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Aiden was too late in seeing Zaiaku move back a small distance, along with the fist that would make its home right upon his face, the knuckle digging into the skin and his jawbones, instant jolts of pain being created from the left side of his face now, and an obvious bruise would most likely appear upon the cheek as well. Then, another punch quickly came through, striking the blue haired boy upon the other cheek.

At this point, Aiden would assume that Zaiaku will keep this pattern up for a while more, and with the third punch that flew in his suspicion was confirmed, as it struck him at nearly the same place as the first one, making what would have been a bit of a faint bruise now more noticeable as the conflict continues. When this punch landed, he would raise his right forearm, covering the side of his face, and as the fourth hit landed, his lifted up his left forearm, covering the other side of his face. The fifth strike his his right forearm instead of his cheek, causing the arm to absorb said damage and leave a bruise behind, and so this strike would count as what Aiden though would be the final hit in the barrage, which caused him to be surprised at what happened next.

And uppercut flew upwards, sliding between his arms and hitting his chin, knocking him a bit higher into the air. As he went up into the air though and back a little from the force of the strike, he would subtly use his tail, which would easily be in range of Zaiaku's arm and make an attempt to wrap it around the giant's forearm, which would help stop him from flying onto his back. In fact, it would instead allow him to reel himself back in.

If the tail succeeds in wrapping itself around his boyfriend's forearm, Aiden will pull himself back in, aiming three punches with his right hand and one attempt to pierce Zaiaku with his left hand towards the giant's collarbone, so that way even if due to the dizziness and the large, pounding head and jaw-ache the Otter boy was feeling from being pummeled he should still be able to at least have a chance to hit the shoulder or chest areas.

If the tail fails to wrap around Zaiaku's forearm after he uppercutted him then Aiden would fly a little through the air, landing upon the ground back-first, though he would stagger back up to his feet, trying to shake off the dizziness which plagued him now and thus made it harder for him to see.

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Zaiaku watched as his plan succeeded, having throughly rushed his lover with ease. Even with the last strike being blocked, he managed to easily go between his arms and uppercut him. Zaiaku couldn't help but feel mildly proud by his abilities, which is why he was caught off-guard by the tail wrapping around his forearm. Like a corkscrew, Aiden was sprang at Zaiaku and attacked. The giant could feel the claws piercing his left-most part of his collar while he was pummeled by three punches. The strikes left minor bruises, thus, allowed Zaiaku to think of something. And fast. Thus, once Aiden was on him after finishing the attacks, he would wrapped his left arm around him in a awkward position and go to the ground front-first. If this succeeds, he would've managed to straddle Aiden, yanking his right arm from his tail and restraining both of his arms with his larger hands. If having failed, he would jump back a good five feet to gain some distance between them and allow him to prepare for his next move...or Aiden's.

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Aiden felt a small sense of pride. He hadn't just made contact, he had pierced the skin of a Chuunin, which for someone like him, someone that wasn't exactly a  certified Genin, it made him feel great. An even smaller sense of pleasure was felt as well, though not in the sexual way, but more or less in the way one would feel if they had just had a taste of something nice, such as a well-made meal or something of the sort.

After each punch connected, leaving behind minor bruises. Especially compared to the darker ones that were on Aiden's cheeks they were most certainly nothing more than the kind when a small child would bang their elbow against a wall, which basically means that it was overall ineffective damage-wise, but better than nothing. Aiden would, to his surprise, feel the giant's left arm wrap around him awkwardly, sending him to the ground, where Zaiaku would be straddled above the otter boy, restraining his arms with his larger hands.

Aiden of course would smile through the throbbing pain of his face getting pummeled and his back slamming against the ground, and along with the mentioned hurt smile he would speak. "Straddling me? I'm trying to take this as seriously as possible, but honestly this seems a little more like a weird way to flirt rather than an actual pin." He said jokingly, winking almost instantly afterwards, causing the once-serious atmosphere to have a sense of fun in it, at least for him. Little did he notice though that around this moment the large, watching figure would step out of the shadows, making himself visible.

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Strength: D-Rank ~> D-1 = 325 wc 25 ryo
Speed: D-1
Endurance: D-Rank ~> D-1 = 325 wc 25 ryo
Perception: D-Rank ~> D-2 = 725 wc 75 ryo
Reaction Time: D-2 ~> D-3 = 450 wc 75 ryo

397 wc left

1340 ryo remaining

They fell like a rock to the ground, Zaiaku managing to easily restrain his small little lover. He looked down on him with feral eyes of victory...that is..until the smaller male began to say something. "Straddling me? I'm trying to take this as seriously as possible, but honestly this seems a little more like a weird way to flirt rather than an actual pin." Zaiaku's eyes widened a bit in surprise, while his face turned red in embarrassment. However, the surprise didn't last long, as it was quickly replaced with frustration. Frustration of what kind, however, I dare not say. "S-shut up!" He yelled with his booming voice. It would've threatening if it wasn't for the fact that his grew face was heating up with such a blush.


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!"Imbecile" Roared a very familiar voice. Looking to the right, Zaiaku saw the hulking mass known as his uncle, Jinhue. "You said that you two runts would be out here training! Yet, I find you two flirting instead. Little liars!" The giant yelled in anger. Zaiaku merely blinked, looked at Aiden, and then back at Jinhue. "Wait, Uncle, just let me explain-" "That's it! I'm send you somewhere where you can train in peace and become stronger, since this obviously isn't going to work out!" "FUCK THAT!" "Watch your tongue boy!" "Make me, you wrinkly bag of testicle skin!" And with that, Jinhue, despite being so far away, came to the two with blinding speed, snatched up Zaiaku by the face, and stormed inside in rage. "OH YOU GOT SOME NERVE BOY, TO TALK TO YOUR ELDERS THAT WAY!" "Mffffmffjhhhff!" Was all the young giant could say (which would've been a string of curses either way) as he was forced inside, the yelling continuing.

EXIT THREAD

(OOC: Sorry for skipping you Ai, but I was itching to go to Iwa and we usually take time to post. Again, sorry .)