1 Path to the New World(OPEN/NoKill/Training) Thu Jul 24, 2014 7:41 am
Yuzu Ren
Dead
A cold wind blew in through the window as a young small little blonde boy begins to awake from his slumber. Peaceful as the birds begin to chirp, the sunlight slowly creeping from the horizon as the creatures of the night scurry back into their dark holes. The young little boy rolls over to his side trying to ignore the sun which tries to wake him as it enters his window slowly. The gentle warmth that creeps onto his neck as he shivers slightly from the sudden warmth placed upon is somewhat cold neck. The young boy then rolls around again then stares out the window as the light shines upon his half sleepy face, his eyes just barely open as he rubs his eyes softly before opening them wide as he looks around. He went back to lying down in his bed then rolled around before lying on his back, then he yawned and stretched his arms and legs out wide as he then proceeded to sit up. He was not sure what he was suppose to do today, but he knew that he needed to catch up on some training as the little boy looked down resisting the new feelings of an urge to do something he could not. The boy was about to cry as he tried to smile, but he could not even get half a smirk out of himself as he then jumped up to check in the mirror.
It was not going too well as he struggled with the facial expression, his spiky straight hair moving around as the wind kept blowing inside his room. The small boys beautiful blue eyes showing them more clearly as he opened his eyes wider, accomodating the change from pitch black eyes closed to bright light and scenery all over. He looked down at his shoulders noticing nothing much except for the tattoo branded on his one side, the tattoo said 'VIRGIN' on it as he was not sure if he was suppose to be upset about it. He began to think that a virgin was some kind of slave as he never bothered to look it up before. He looked further down to his chest as he began to wonder what happened to his top then he remembered, he dropped it in the garbage because it got dirty from the last mission he did. He knew he still needed more clothes as he looked further down, his sleep shorts looked a bit loose as he wondered if he lost weight. While it was very loose it managed to just hold itself above the proof of what he was, but as he leaned his neck back to look behind him he noticed he could see a bit of his line between his two buns. He realised he would need to get a new shorts since he did not feel any lighter and with all the training he did he could not have lost any weight. He then dropped the shorts and looked at his whole figure then looked up and sighed. He then pulled his underwear up a bit so that he would feel more comfortable. His underwear was always a perfect fit, the rest of his clothes varied greatly with his tops being loose in general and his shorts always being tight enough to keep them where they belonged unless someone got hold of it.
He walked around his room in his underwear as there was no one around and if anyone did come around they would suffer severe injuries or perhaps even death, since he had a habit of going overboard when he had no protection on him of any kind. He unsealed his wardrobe, as he searched around tossing some random assortments of clothing on the floor including a beautiful yukata and an interesting hoody as well. He quickly went to make his bed, he tossed his blankets off the bed as he carefully tucked the sheet over each corner of the mattress. After that he waved the blanket over the bed carefully followed by him looking around and finding his pillow buried under the other blankets. As he placed the pillow near the top end of the mattress on the carefully laid blanket he looked outside for a bit. He stretched some more feeling the warmer air blowing over his body as he nearly smiled, but blushed easily. He took his swords out one by one as he placed each one on his bed nicely. Tsubakiri, the first blade he ever got. Tsunakiri, the blade he made to match Tsubakiri which just happened to be of a slightly better quality. Tsukiyo the strongest blade he had before becoming one of the legendary shinobi swordsman of the hidden mist and finally Kukan and Sozo his twin black blades which had a power far too great for any normal shinobi to understand. He took a few sniffs as he looked down, "I smell like a girl". While this would not be something you would expect a little boy to worry about, he was starting to get a bit bothered that he smelled like a girl. He was okay with looking like one, but smelling like one made him feel something he could not explain. In a sense you could say the female smell was violating his senses as he just could not stand it that much.
He walked towards his shower which was fortunately fixed, especially after he beat up the previous repairman for being late with repairs. He looked around and glared to the bathroom cabinet which was strategically placed too high for him to use normally, he reluctantly brought his crate near to the basin for him to stand on. He grabbed his toothbrush and some toothpaste as he carefully spread it on his toothbrush, he opened his mouth and began to brush his teeth carefully as his teeth looked to be soaping up. After a good whole ten to twenty minutes of skillful brushing which came from the skill he had in using his hands. While not really a weapon a toothbrush was like most weapons, an extension of oneself so to speak.
He finally put it down and grabbed some hidden mist mouth wash and began to gargle it for a while, then finally he spat it out hard into the basin before washing his mouth out with some water which he then spat out as well. Finally done with his teeth he splashed his face a bit with water from the tap in the basin, he then finally got off his crate and went towards the shower and glared up at the shower head. It was the moment of truth as he carefully turned the tap and the warm water came out as he looked in joy as it rushed down, while he did not have a smile on his face or any visible signs that he was happy, he was happy. As the water kept rushing down he looked around and then dropped his underwear and jump in under the warm water, the drops of water rushing down his small frame as felt the warmth rush over his whole body. He felt so at home in the water and he felt like there was nothing better then feeling the warmth of some warm water, or the hand of someone who loves him rubbing against his thick head of beautiful blonde hair. He opened his mouth letting the rushing water take some of what was left in his mouth out, as he grabbed his small scrunchy. It was an interesting item to clean yourself with that just seemed way better then using a basic wash cloth. As he took some of his shower gel, which was considered a new item which would soon replace regular bath soap in the future. If only baths were not so relaxing maybe shower gel would rule the world, but all this going through Yuzu's mind as the water went through and around his body. He soon began to think about good times with his friend Tora as he could remember it deep down in the recesses of his mind.
***MemoryFlashBackStart***
"Hey, kid". A small boy looked up as he was called over by this other kid. The boy looked a bit bored and confused while the other older boy scratched his head as he tried to think of something. "My name is Tora, what is your name?", as he began to think about it then he remembered, "I already told you my name, baka-Tora". In an almost girl like fashion rejecting the other boy who then moved up close and grabbed the young boy by the scruff of his collar of the school boy like black uniform that the little blonde was wearing that day. "Do you know who I am, kid?" as he pinned the young boy against the wall and then glared at him as best he could. "Well, do you?". While it was expected the young little boy punch him right on the nose, at point blank range and unfortunately for the little boy all it did was make the older boy angry as he spoke. "Ren!!, do not hit me in the face you know my nose is sensative!". As the other kids near by laughed and then Yuzu looked to the side. "You do know i am only calling you kid cause you ignored me the whole day yesterday, i did nothing wrong but you just skipped passed me as if i was invisible." As he looked down and sighed a bit he replied, "Shinobi are suppose to be stealthy, you should be happy, you made my ice cream invisible too". That was when it finally hit the boy, he had forgotten that he made a promise to the young Ren to get him an ice cream to show that they were friends, as he dropped the boy and got down on one knee as the girls screamed. "Will you... forgive me", the last two words let down some girls who were hoping for more, while others were saying that Tora was lame.
He noticed that the young boy was nervous and near to tears, but he also knew that if forced to cry Ren will normally beat up every single person who sees him before doing that. He needed to think of a way to not let that happen as he grabbed the young boy and carried him with to his home passed the Naka River, where they finally reached his small house which was not that big at all as the boy then said to him. "You do not need to hide your tears from me, I am your friend and you can always count on me to be there for you".
***MemoryFlashBackEnd***
As meaningful as those words would be in the end, Tora would never be allowed the chance to keep his promise. In the end though, Tora will always be the best friend he ever had growing up. He did move on though making friends with Risu of the Orochi clan, who was a girl that was really nice to him. Thinking of his best friend and now thinking of Risu he noticed something, as he looked down nothing changed as he then looked back up as the water hit him in the face. "I will always forgive you, Tora-ni"
As he was smelling more like a clean little boy he began to step out of the shower as he carefully closed the tap. He took each step slowly before grabbing his full body towel which was like a normal towel to most people. Where this towel only covered the lower half barely for most people, it cover him from just above his knees to his chest. Wrapping it around him like he was a girl leaving the shower, he went to look around in his room again. He found an okay lime green underwear to put on, as he carefully slid it up his foot keeping the towel up to hide himself just in case. He then looked around and got a nice white shorts and a blue hoody out as he quickly slid his head into the hoody and his feet into the shorts then got dressed by slotting both arms quickly through the hoody as the towel fell he flicked the shorts up with his foot grabbing it and making sure it was fit right. During that time the hoody finally went over his line where it was suppose to be.
He shook his head realising that his hair was still wet as he ran outside, as he went along the river he finally stopped and took a nice nap by the side of the river bank. He closed his eyes peacefully as the wind blew and the leaves fell off the trees landing into the river, the circle of life at its best as he began his training. Resting and recovering as he hoped that today would be the day that he finds it again.
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It was not going too well as he struggled with the facial expression, his spiky straight hair moving around as the wind kept blowing inside his room. The small boys beautiful blue eyes showing them more clearly as he opened his eyes wider, accomodating the change from pitch black eyes closed to bright light and scenery all over. He looked down at his shoulders noticing nothing much except for the tattoo branded on his one side, the tattoo said 'VIRGIN' on it as he was not sure if he was suppose to be upset about it. He began to think that a virgin was some kind of slave as he never bothered to look it up before. He looked further down to his chest as he began to wonder what happened to his top then he remembered, he dropped it in the garbage because it got dirty from the last mission he did. He knew he still needed more clothes as he looked further down, his sleep shorts looked a bit loose as he wondered if he lost weight. While it was very loose it managed to just hold itself above the proof of what he was, but as he leaned his neck back to look behind him he noticed he could see a bit of his line between his two buns. He realised he would need to get a new shorts since he did not feel any lighter and with all the training he did he could not have lost any weight. He then dropped the shorts and looked at his whole figure then looked up and sighed. He then pulled his underwear up a bit so that he would feel more comfortable. His underwear was always a perfect fit, the rest of his clothes varied greatly with his tops being loose in general and his shorts always being tight enough to keep them where they belonged unless someone got hold of it.
He walked around his room in his underwear as there was no one around and if anyone did come around they would suffer severe injuries or perhaps even death, since he had a habit of going overboard when he had no protection on him of any kind. He unsealed his wardrobe, as he searched around tossing some random assortments of clothing on the floor including a beautiful yukata and an interesting hoody as well. He quickly went to make his bed, he tossed his blankets off the bed as he carefully tucked the sheet over each corner of the mattress. After that he waved the blanket over the bed carefully followed by him looking around and finding his pillow buried under the other blankets. As he placed the pillow near the top end of the mattress on the carefully laid blanket he looked outside for a bit. He stretched some more feeling the warmer air blowing over his body as he nearly smiled, but blushed easily. He took his swords out one by one as he placed each one on his bed nicely. Tsubakiri, the first blade he ever got. Tsunakiri, the blade he made to match Tsubakiri which just happened to be of a slightly better quality. Tsukiyo the strongest blade he had before becoming one of the legendary shinobi swordsman of the hidden mist and finally Kukan and Sozo his twin black blades which had a power far too great for any normal shinobi to understand. He took a few sniffs as he looked down, "I smell like a girl". While this would not be something you would expect a little boy to worry about, he was starting to get a bit bothered that he smelled like a girl. He was okay with looking like one, but smelling like one made him feel something he could not explain. In a sense you could say the female smell was violating his senses as he just could not stand it that much.
He walked towards his shower which was fortunately fixed, especially after he beat up the previous repairman for being late with repairs. He looked around and glared to the bathroom cabinet which was strategically placed too high for him to use normally, he reluctantly brought his crate near to the basin for him to stand on. He grabbed his toothbrush and some toothpaste as he carefully spread it on his toothbrush, he opened his mouth and began to brush his teeth carefully as his teeth looked to be soaping up. After a good whole ten to twenty minutes of skillful brushing which came from the skill he had in using his hands. While not really a weapon a toothbrush was like most weapons, an extension of oneself so to speak.
He finally put it down and grabbed some hidden mist mouth wash and began to gargle it for a while, then finally he spat it out hard into the basin before washing his mouth out with some water which he then spat out as well. Finally done with his teeth he splashed his face a bit with water from the tap in the basin, he then finally got off his crate and went towards the shower and glared up at the shower head. It was the moment of truth as he carefully turned the tap and the warm water came out as he looked in joy as it rushed down, while he did not have a smile on his face or any visible signs that he was happy, he was happy. As the water kept rushing down he looked around and then dropped his underwear and jump in under the warm water, the drops of water rushing down his small frame as felt the warmth rush over his whole body. He felt so at home in the water and he felt like there was nothing better then feeling the warmth of some warm water, or the hand of someone who loves him rubbing against his thick head of beautiful blonde hair. He opened his mouth letting the rushing water take some of what was left in his mouth out, as he grabbed his small scrunchy. It was an interesting item to clean yourself with that just seemed way better then using a basic wash cloth. As he took some of his shower gel, which was considered a new item which would soon replace regular bath soap in the future. If only baths were not so relaxing maybe shower gel would rule the world, but all this going through Yuzu's mind as the water went through and around his body. He soon began to think about good times with his friend Tora as he could remember it deep down in the recesses of his mind.
***MemoryFlashBackStart***
"Hey, kid". A small boy looked up as he was called over by this other kid. The boy looked a bit bored and confused while the other older boy scratched his head as he tried to think of something. "My name is Tora, what is your name?", as he began to think about it then he remembered, "I already told you my name, baka-Tora". In an almost girl like fashion rejecting the other boy who then moved up close and grabbed the young boy by the scruff of his collar of the school boy like black uniform that the little blonde was wearing that day. "Do you know who I am, kid?" as he pinned the young boy against the wall and then glared at him as best he could. "Well, do you?". While it was expected the young little boy punch him right on the nose, at point blank range and unfortunately for the little boy all it did was make the older boy angry as he spoke. "Ren!!, do not hit me in the face you know my nose is sensative!". As the other kids near by laughed and then Yuzu looked to the side. "You do know i am only calling you kid cause you ignored me the whole day yesterday, i did nothing wrong but you just skipped passed me as if i was invisible." As he looked down and sighed a bit he replied, "Shinobi are suppose to be stealthy, you should be happy, you made my ice cream invisible too". That was when it finally hit the boy, he had forgotten that he made a promise to the young Ren to get him an ice cream to show that they were friends, as he dropped the boy and got down on one knee as the girls screamed. "Will you... forgive me", the last two words let down some girls who were hoping for more, while others were saying that Tora was lame.
He noticed that the young boy was nervous and near to tears, but he also knew that if forced to cry Ren will normally beat up every single person who sees him before doing that. He needed to think of a way to not let that happen as he grabbed the young boy and carried him with to his home passed the Naka River, where they finally reached his small house which was not that big at all as the boy then said to him. "You do not need to hide your tears from me, I am your friend and you can always count on me to be there for you".
***MemoryFlashBackEnd***
As meaningful as those words would be in the end, Tora would never be allowed the chance to keep his promise. In the end though, Tora will always be the best friend he ever had growing up. He did move on though making friends with Risu of the Orochi clan, who was a girl that was really nice to him. Thinking of his best friend and now thinking of Risu he noticed something, as he looked down nothing changed as he then looked back up as the water hit him in the face. "I will always forgive you, Tora-ni"
As he was smelling more like a clean little boy he began to step out of the shower as he carefully closed the tap. He took each step slowly before grabbing his full body towel which was like a normal towel to most people. Where this towel only covered the lower half barely for most people, it cover him from just above his knees to his chest. Wrapping it around him like he was a girl leaving the shower, he went to look around in his room again. He found an okay lime green underwear to put on, as he carefully slid it up his foot keeping the towel up to hide himself just in case. He then looked around and got a nice white shorts and a blue hoody out as he quickly slid his head into the hoody and his feet into the shorts then got dressed by slotting both arms quickly through the hoody as the towel fell he flicked the shorts up with his foot grabbing it and making sure it was fit right. During that time the hoody finally went over his line where it was suppose to be.
He shook his head realising that his hair was still wet as he ran outside, as he went along the river he finally stopped and took a nice nap by the side of the river bank. He closed his eyes peacefully as the wind blew and the leaves fell off the trees landing into the river, the circle of life at its best as he began his training. Resting and recovering as he hoped that today would be the day that he finds it again.
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