"Kenta! Get your ass into gear and do the god damn mission you little shit! The Kage says so!" Shouted one of the higher jounin, obviously pissed off with Kenta's attitude towards doing the mission that was handed to him by his sensei earlier on that day. Kenta couldn't care any less for these types of mission, babysitting it is really. Some fat little bald idiot who takes a liking to shiny things? It sounds more like a god damn baby! A really over sized though...an exaggeration obviously...or maybe not. God! What a day! Waving his hand in a more mockingly gesture towards the jounin, him propelling a small basket full of bread at Kenta in a fit of rage. kenta moved to the side slightly and laughed. Tit. Though there was one baguette that did bounce back from the wall behind him and smack him hard on the back of his dome. What was it made of!? Stone!? Rubbing the now appearing lump which was growing from his head, he turned and began to walk away from the scene and onto his mission location. He was to meet this band of merchants and their 'leader', Tanama, just outside the village gates. Shouldn't be too bad he shrugged to himself.

Having left the village, Kenta walked at a comfortable pace; lazy and relaxed. The mission stated that the path was clear and there the only thing to really expect is animals that MIGHT pose a threat though He hardly doubted a squirrel shooting out from the bushes and latching onto his face. A giggled slightly as the image played out in his head. It amused him for awhile until he finally got round to a small camp fire, a group of men littered about it and some brightly colored twat flailing about as if he were on fire about something. Oh god. Time to restrain yourself Kenta! He thought to himself, a small sweatdrop hung from his head.
After about ten minutes of Kenta wondering to himself if the ryo was worth it, he made his way into the camp site. The day was still bright but the sun was setting so it gave off a really nice orangy-yellow glow in the sky. A nice homey feeling soared through Kenta when all of a sudden he was bombarded with this high pitched squeak of, what is supposed to be, a voice. What the hell? Opening his eyes, Kenta's gaze was caught by a pair of black beady eyes...and if that wasn't scary enough, the beast of a 'man' was dressed light a god damn christmas tree! No one should be allowed to walk about with that insult of colors plastered to themselves. It should be punchable by law! Kenta's goldens eyes flashed with an angry glint though the message seemed to fly right over this guys shiny chrome-dome. Oh jesus! Not one of these!
"Why hello there! Are you here to escort us to our destination? Are you? Hmm?!" The man squealed as he moved his fingers together, he was having too much fun with this that it was becoming scary. It was obvious that this guy was Tanama...
"Yes now shut the hell up! You're giving me a headache!" He growled, placing his hand on Tanama's shoulder and pushing him aside. As he pushed him aside to move forward, his hair wafted in the wind and his brightly colored rainbow feather flashed itself and Tanama caught a glimpse of it. Uh oh. Tanama reached for it in delight, drool from his mouth slowly falling and hitting the dirt beneath, and grabbed it. Pulling it towards his face, his eyes now stars. The feather was attached to Kenta's hair though and when he got a grip of it, Kenta's head was flung back while his body locked and jerked in a distorted motion. A crack was heard through the air as Kenta's back was now cracked. It was a relieving pain but now Kenta was angry! clenching his left fist, he brought it up and punched Tanama's hands, releasing his grip from the feather, Kenta now back in full control!
"Don't you ever touch that again!" He growled. Tanama was now cowering underneath a small newspaper for some odd reason. Weirdo.

A few moments passed and now Kenta was calmed down...just a bit. Tanama got to his feet and brushed the dirt from his clothes!
"Right my chica-dee's! It's time we got a move on! Our young assistant here will be escorting us and on our way we will encounter many things!" He said in a confident tone. He was clearly over exaggerating and everyone could see it but never said anything.
"And while we travel I will see if our assistant will part with his beautiful feather! What a gem!" He laughed, licking his lips whilst he looked at Kenta's feather. Small puffs of rage where now shooting out of Kenta's nose and ears. It took awhile for everyone to pack up their crap but when they did, everything started to get a move on track. Just what Kenta wanted. The quicker this was done, the quicker he could go home and sleep. Throughout half the journey back home, that god damn Tanama did nothing but pester Kenta about his feather and you could tell Kenta was due to go rouge and kill the bitch. The rest of the crew however found it rather amusing and entertaining and it lasted for a good hour or so. Not fun at all for poor Kenny. The amount of offers this guy gave! Gems, weapons, money. Even his shoe for some unknown reason. The guy was obviously not right in the head.

After about another hour or so, they reached the village gates though now it was night and the jounin at the gates were a little pissed off at him. Lets find out why shall we?
Approaching the two jounin that were also charging at Kenta, they all stopped in their tracks.
"Kenta! How long does it take to escort a band of merchants to the village!?" He shouted, steam emitting from his nose and flames spewing from his mouth. It was the same Jounin that had thrown that basket.
Wiping his face from the spit that had just landed on his face in a rather sassy manor, Kenta looked at them, especially the basket thrower, and narrowed his eyes.
"How long does it take for you to get a wash and how long does it take for you to figure out that I simply do not give a fuck?" He replied in a rather bitchy tone.

There was a loud bang and a cloud of smoke rose from the village gates where Kenta had been standing. The two jounin walked away while Kenta was now face first into the ground... Man that was some dropkick. Ow!
Walking up to the Kage's office, his face bandaged all up from the Med nin, he slapped the mission form down on the Kages desk and he then went on to wriggle and then slowly slither down to the floor where he passed out...Urgh great. Oh well though, at least the mission was done, Tanama and his gang were at their destination point and the basket loving jounin was now far away from Kenta. All in a days work...What did Kenny get himself into?