Aiza sat outside of the weapons shop, puffing on a cigarette. He watched carefully as with every puff, the smoke escaped into the sky, fading away into oblivion. His eyes shifted to the shopkeep, who was finally approaching to unlock the front door. Aiza had been waiting there since 6 AM, the official opening time of the shop, but now it was almost 7...he wanted to ask why the shopkeep was so late, but it didn't really affect him, so he continued sitting, smiling at the man. "Alright, Aiza, let's keep this nice and simple. All you have to do is protect the shop. You'll be on the lookout both today and tomorrow. Anything happens, take care of it. Anything non-violent happens, come get me and I'll take care of it. I think that's all you'll need to know, thanks for the help." the man said before making his way back into the shop and to the front desk.

"Yeah, simple as pie. I'll punch the shit out of anyone who tries to break in or steal." Aiza muttered to himself with a chuckle. His eyes darted to a figure that was fast approaching, but after inspection, was just some Genin. He leaned against the wall of the shop and stared out ahead, ready to react to any little stimuli. The opportunity to punch burglars in the face was the reason he'd accepted the mission, and he desired it to happen already...but, with patience came fruition, so he tried to be patient. As something to do while he waited, he created a volume of water in his hand and swished it around between his fingers, bringing it back up to his palm every so often. Within an hour, a girl approached, with a sly smile on her face and something behind her back. She was older than the last Genin, maybe 13 or 14, but she was staring right at Aiza. Something was suspicious.

"Hey, you? Will you quit it? I've got a job to do."

The girl gave him a laugh, quietly at first but then intensifying until it was a maniacal roar. Aiza gave her a blank and unimpressed stare. "Are you done now? I need to focus. I don't want to move you by force, but if you don't comply, I'll have to." She pulled the item from behind her back: a paper bomb. Was this some sort of cruel prank? Aiza immediately tackled her, and took the paper bomb from her grasp, and attached it to one of his shuriken, throwing it as far into the air as possible. Within seconds, an explosion could be heard from the sky; by the time he looked back down and faced where the girl had been, she was gone.

It was a long day, but throughout its entirety, there were no problems in the least, aside from that evil terrorist girl. Not one person to punch, though. It was maddening! Aiza reluctantly entered the store, pulled out a sleeping bag, and took his rest there, waiting until morning for his next shift.

[528]

First thing in the morning, the shopkeep woke Aiza, giving him a bowl of cereal and some fruit-flavored candy chews. An odd combination, but Aiza loved sweets, so he didn't argue. After finishing the bowl off, he proceeded to eat the candies, one by one, while he made his way out to his post. He sat there, in that same spot as yesterday, facing out towards the visitors. Although it was maybe eight in the morning, there was a random surge of people entering, in a large group. He stopped them with his right hand, since his left was preoccupied with popping another chew into his mouth. He chewed it and gave them a grin. Alright, you guys can go in. Don't try anything funny. All Chuunin and a few Special Jounin, by the looks of them, so Aiza didn't expect them to try anything. It was usually civilians and Genin who did pranks and committed crimes, but respectable ninja of higher rank than he could be trusted. Who was he kidding, though? He was a Genin himself, he wouldn't be able to handle them if they attacked him as a group anyway. He popped another fruit chew into his mouth, already halfway through the pack, as he meditated on this.

Aiza's conclusion on the matter was that he'd be Chuunin soon enough, which would earn him more respect. It couldn't have been all that different from Genin, just access to B-Rank missions and such. Still, it was good to know that he'd soon be out of the rut that was the first ninja rank, and the weakest of them all. Chuunin weren't bottom of the barrel, but Genin were, and he wanted to get out of the barrel entirely, so it wasn't a good rank to be in. He decided to apply for Chuunin in the next few days...while he was drifting off further into his own mind, a man approached, with both hands in his pockets. Aiza gave him a once-over with his eyes and let him through after seeing the Konoha hitai-ate on his forehead. Hours passed, regular visitors, until around 9:18 PM. Two shady figures approached, each coming from a different direction. Something was off about it: it was 18 minutes past closing time, but it was obvious they were headed straight for the shop.

"Finally, it's time for some action." Aiza said in a sing-song tone. One headed for the windows, while the next went to the rooftop, apparently waiting for a signal. Aiza went to the window-man, sneaking carefully behind him and preparing a jutsu. Just when he was a few feet away and the burglar wasn't expecting it, he began shadowboxing at full speed, each feigned punch throwing a water projectile until five total blasted straight into the guy's back. He slammed into the wall hard, and Aiza laid over his fallen body, punching his face over and over. By the time the burglar was unconscious, Aiza had had his fun, and he left the man's unconscious silhouette laying off in a bush nearby. Next, the rooftop fiend. Aiza clambered his way to the roof, and faced this one head on. "You know that breaking into a weapons shop after hours is a crime, right? And so is stealing. What exactly do you have to say for yourself, young man?" The criminal gave him a sinister smile.

"I say go to hell, bastard." With that statement, the criminal pulled a tanto from his hip, and charged forward. At point blank range, the blade rose to Aiza's neck, but in a flash, a puff of smoke appeared, and the other criminal's body was in his place. The substitution technique; a great way to get a man to kill his comrade! The tanto went straight through the already-badly-beaten accomplice's chest, and his limp corpse fell over the edge of the roof. Aiza appeared from behind, slamming his foot into the killer's back and over the edge of the roof, to his death. Now that those were taken care of, he headed into the shop and slept through the night, prepared for his reward upon a mission completed.
 
[720] [Mission Finished, Thread Closed]