As Zen completed his sentence, dray saw the seriousness in his tone. Now, he knew that they meant business. Immediately after his command, a brighter light shone on dray, to his right, another light shone one another earthen table just like his own and the last light shone to his north where no one was. The mysterious man who probably had no name went and laid on the other earthen table. The shorter man, zen, went and stood in the light at the top of dray and the other man, right in their middle.
Dray opened his eyes and turned his head to see what was about to happen. As the man, Zen, stepped into the light, he began to perform some handseals after which he stretched his left hand towards dray and his right hand to the other man. He was definetly acting as the transferring medium of dray's memories to the man. Just then, a blue aura surrounded zen as the aura morphed into an arm and grabbed dray's head...
"Aaarrgghhh........"
Dray shouted... "No, my memories.... Not this one....he was my first true friend....nooooo" As the memories flashed before him...
It was a bright morning and today out of all days was a bright one. Of course, almost everyday was a bright one for the little senju boy. He was born with wisdom, immense knowledge and extreme understanding. He was a star amongst his sky of friends.
Today, there was going to be a written test in the shinobi academy and for this test, dray had prepared well enough that he was very confident he would pass with flying colors. Dray raised the sheets from himself to reveal that he was wearing just shorts. He was someone to imitate. Since his parents and sister died a couple of years back, he had been living alone and he had done well so far not needing too many help from anybody besides, not many people know that he lives alone.
Not wanting to get late for the test, dray quickly hurried to the bathroom. He ran the shower and quickly stepped away from the path of the water. It was friggin cold. Dray stepped into it again and stepped out trying to get accustomed to the temperature of the running water. With courage, dray had his bath and stepped out of the shower to dry himself. He brushed his teeth and dressed up. His attire consisting of long black trouser, a green shirt and killer boots. He quickly ate a breakfast of bread, fried eggs and a cold orange juice before exiting his home.
The path to the academy was a rowdy one as almost everybody who attended the academy did not want to be late for the test.
Sighing softly, dray branched into the alleyway and carefully lowered himself into a sewer after he had removed the cover and replaced it. The water running through the sewer looked clean as dray walked beside it on solid ground. It was a short cut to the academy. This was not the first time of him using it so he had little to no problems navigating the way despite the many turns and tunnels.
Some seconds later, dray popped up behind the academy and made his way to the entrance. Looking behind him, away in the distance, he could see the fellas he once saw before he took his short cut. They were yet to arrive. Dray entered his classroom and took a seat in an angle where he could see the whole class from.
He waited patienly for the teacher while surveying the room and the students that came in.
With the annoying academy clock announcing the hour with it's loud ring, the teacher walked in with a stack of paper in hand as he spoke.."Everybody, please take a seat. I want to see nothing more than a simple pen on your desks, also if I find you cheating in any way, you will be punished and this test will be considered a failure. However, if you manage to fail the test without cheating, you will be rescheduled once more in a month. With that being said, you all five minutes to get ready, and once those are gone, the test shall begin.”... Of course, all he said did not apply to dray as dray never cheated or attempted to. Only if intelligent tricks where counted as cheating then, he would be guilty but still, that was if he was caught.
Before then, a boy seemed to walk in. He had the face of a girl but something about him made dray stick to the fact that he was a boy. Such attitude towards a test. Arriving late eh.
In no time, the test sheets were distributed round. Calmly, dray filled out the space for his name. He looked at the questions and saw that they were what he knew.
Wasting no time, he shaded the right answers and checked them again. He was sure of his work.
Standing up from his seat, most students seemed to gaze at him. He boned their suprised looks confidently and proceeded down the aisle to submit his sheets to the examiner.
Dray walked down and submitted his exam sheets to the examiner who smiled. Dray walked up the aisle to gather the rest of the writing materials he had brought to the academy. Once again, he spotted the boy who he had earlier seen coming late to the exam hall. At first, that was when he came in, dray did not recognize him probably due to the fact that the young boy was stressed and his face was all mushed up. Dray now remembered him to be the boy from the uchiha clan though his other name always hid somewhere in dray's head. The boy had probably not studied for the exams as dray saw on his face that he had nothing to write. Dray wished he could help but the boy would have to do this one out of his own.
Few seconds later, “Everyone, drop your pencils. You all have one minute to bring your test sheets on my desk, or your test will be considered null, in other words, you will fail.” the examiner said. Dray calmly watched the boy. He had managed to mark some answers in his book. Whatever they were, dray hoped they were right.
With the examiner collecting all of the exam sheets from the students, he left the room as the bell rang and the students left the classroom too. Dray thought of going home to rest and then continue his training later in the day. That was a perfect way to get better. Rest the already trained up muscles and train again. Dray trains for about five hours, he sleeps for three and studies for two. He made sure to balance everything. Afterall, he had to live up to the expectations of his dead family. Even though they were dead, they still lived within him. In his every thoughts, his every actions. They guided his path.
The morning was fast fading into the afternoon. The sun, as bright as ever shined upon konohagakure no sato. Dray wondered what was beyond those village gates. One day, just one day, his many questions would find answers.
Dray thought of what to do in the academy. After the test, classes were pretty much over but he felt like there was something he still had to do before leaving the academy premises.
Dray put his both of his hands in his black trouser pockets while scanning the area for whatever it is that his eye would catch. At an angle, he saw some students running here and there and at another angle were some that were sparring and trying to hone their skills. Were they truly doing it for the sake of trying to get better or they did it because they wanted attention because dray could see a couple of girls watching them and smiling.
Girls never like dull guys. Dray hated honing his skills in public. He did it only when he really wanted to or he needed to. What's the point of showing all your skills in public. He loved to have a hidden strategy. A trump card. Even when he spars, he tries as much as possible to suprise his opponent even if he did not win. That was true victory. A situation whereby your opponent realizes that you won the battle but lost the fight. In every battle, dray tries as much to analyse his opponent's fighting style so as to decide the best way to face him. Having such intelligence at a young age, dray knows he'll become a beautiful shinobi for konohagakure no sato- The village hidden in the leaves.
Dray was about to turn back when he spotted the boy with the girly face. He was dressed in a black shirt. The senju and the uchiha. Quite a beautiful catch phrase. Dray calmly walked up beside him and pressed his back against the wall and raising his right leg to the wall too. His father had always told him the tales of the senju and the uchiha clan. The uchihas were filled with a natural hatred while the opposite was the case for the senjus but dray did not totally believe it. What in the world was natural hatred, was it from birth or what. How would a new born child be filled with hatred? This many questions just keep swarming in his head and it often gave him a headache.
Dray looked forward while speaking to the boy just few inches away from him.
"You did not study for the test.. did You?"
Dray definetly knew the answer to his question. He only asked the question for the sake of striking up a conversation. He wanted to know what the boy knew no matter how irrelevant it was afterall, no knowledge is lost.
Dray stared into the emptiness while waiting for the little boy's answer...
"Wake up big brother, Wake up"...she continued shooking him thorougly. He opened his left eye to look at his younger sister. She was always up very early in the morning. She had turned to an alarm clock for dray, but today, dray was in for the joke. He wanted to make her feel like she was not functioning. He picked up the pillow at the top of his bed and put it over his head. For a few seconds, the room was quiet. Dray opened the pillow to look at his sister. She had finally found a way to draw his attention.. She had folded her legs while seated on the bed and her hands held in some manner that made dray laugh. Was she meditating. Before dray could take any other action, "Tag, you are it"...she said while tapping dray's forhead and running round the room. Dray sighed. He and his sister had a rule. Whenever anyone of them was tagged, he or she had to chase the person who tagged them. No exceptions. So, she wanted to play eh, dray was ready to. He switched his personality and became his playful self. He chased her all over the room, tagging her as she chased him too. They did this for about an hour until both of them were exhausted as they flung themselves unto the bed, heaving a sigh of relief.
Almost instantly, both of them rose from the bed at the same time. His sister crouched as he stood upright. They looked at each other and smiled. His sister crawled while he tip toed. It was an assasination mission. All they had was a sense of smell. They were to eliminate that smell and they knew just what they were facing.
As both of them tip toed from dray's room past his younger sisters' they walked behind the large chair of the sitting room where their mother and father were seated straight to the kitchen. Ah, there mission was complete, they both smiled as the picked up the sweet smelling cookie from the cookie jar...
"Mission failed" said a scornful voice from behind them. It was their mother with her disguised voice again and this time, she was blocking their route of escape.
Uniformly, both dray and his sister raised both of their hands in the air. Their mother smiled as they also chuckled. They took some more cookies and went to join their father in the living room...
“Oh! Wait!” the voice said as his already light green eyes reverted back to normal... “You’re the guy who finished up rather quickly on the test, aren’t you? Did you actually give up that early, or you knew all the answers, and found the test to be rather simple?” the uchiha boy beside him asked.
"You dont get suprised when you see something you are expecting, do you?".. Dray had well prepared for the tests beforehand so he knew what to expect. He had taken time to study though his learning periods did not compromise his training or nap time. He was a free man. He had the right to do whatever he wanted. Free in the sense that he had no house responsibilities but still, the thought of not having a sister to play tag with, a mother with a disguised voice, blocking an escape route, a father to join in a living room all made the hole in his heart grow wider... Dray had a feeling that the boy probably preferred long trainings to studying books. Dray once had that mentatility until he learned from his father that what you study, you learn to put in use. Only if the boy knew this. Perharps, dray had found a new friend..
"Why dont I show you a quick route to the village and back to the academy so you won't ever be late to class again." dray said, hoping the boy would agree so dray could show him the sewer road.
Dray really hoped that the boy would consider his offer. He would have finally found a friend worth him after such a long while. After his father, mother and younger sister's death. He became a closed person, always doing everything alone. Being with himself. He found it hard to open up but now, right now, at this very moment, whatever word or sentence that could be used to describe this period. Dray felt like his body was opening up to the uchiha boy, all by itself. Was this the power of friendship?
As dray waited for the boy's reply, whether good or bad, though dray always liked to think positive.. He opened his mind eye to one of the many books he had read in solitude..
..."The greatest gift of life is true friendship, and I have received it from you. Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for real silence. A time to fully let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own already forged destiny and a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over. Friends show their sincere love in times of trouble, not in happiness. When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving us advice, good solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our painful pains and touch our deep wounds with a warm and tender hand. Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival. Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. You might take me as an enemy today but Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a good friend. Friends are born, not made and right from birth, their destinies are crossed.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart, deep down in it's core. The measure of who we are is what we do with what we have. I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.' The will to win, the desire to succeed, the urge to reach my full potential... these are the keys that will unlock the door to my personal excellence. I Infuse my life with serious action. I Don't wait for it to happen. I Make it happen. I Make my own future. I Make my own hope. I Make my own love. And whatever my beliefs, honor my creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what I can to make grace happen... Myself, right now, right down here on Earth."
The book was written by a popular book writer. Dray had begun to read novels of different categories ranging from inspirational to motivational to friendship to love to behaviour and even to death. At a very tender age, he had known what it meant to die.
His thought were now getting the better of him as each day passed by. These many knowledges he was gaining kept on flashing frequently, becoming a habit to him.
Dray now shifted his gaze on the young uchiha boy..
“Hmm... well, the thing is that I have
already a few things scheduled, to
which I really need to attend to.” He said as he bowed his head to dray probably as a sign of apology. It was a pity, the boy could not make it. Dray felt bad. It was as if he had given out himself cheaply. Something he had not done in a while.
“However, my name is Tenzō. If you’re up for it tomorrow, I will be glad to accept your offer once
more.” He concluded.
Ah, dray was reliefed. The boy had not completely turned him down. He felt at ease now. There was no problem in showing him tomorrow..
"Fine by me".. Dray replied as he saw the boy leave his presence.. Well, what else was he waiting for as he proceeded out of the academy gates and off to his home.
After this quick flash before dray's eye on a sort of empty space, the shot out of his head and into the aura arms as it was transferred from dray to zen then to the mysterious skin decaying man. After this proccess, dray kept mute as that memory ripping had taken quite a toll on him.. Not long, another memory began to make his exit as dray screamed once again..."What would you use a memory of death for....."
Dray had just been returning from the woods of konohagakure when he stopped to think about what was beyond the village.. He was planning on requesting permission from the hokage to leave the village but now was not the time.. He still had a bit more to do in the village. He was yet to meet his sensei.. That was probably the one thing that was still keeping him in the village. He could not imagine what it would feel like to travel out of the village. To free his head of those places, those thoughts, those voices, those feeling that were always coming to his head whenever he was in the village. He began thinking as he kept on walking without even looking forward... What was to become of him if he travelled out of the village..he did not know.. Where would he go.. He had not decided.. What would be his reason to leave the village..he had not figured out... Having numerous thoughts in his head just seemed to fuck with his body, his mind and his very soul.. He just explored a part of the village and dealt with some ruthless thugs.. He was putting on a white inner wear, his black trousers and his green kimono- like armour.. As dray looked forward after walking and thinking for so long, he found himself in a vast area.. An area so big that he had never seen such in konoha before.. He looked backwards and saw that the woods he was in earlier was now about twenty metres from his current location..then he figured out that he was definetly in the borders of konohagakure no sato. The land that seperated konoha from other villages. Then, an idea struck dray.. He could probably explore the border before he had a chance to travel out of the village.. He checked himself well to confirm his eleven kunais, about five shurikens, twenty senbons, two scrolls and a pack of bandages.. Without any shinobi in sight, dray began his exploration.
Dray kept on walking withing these vast land as he once again entered what seemed to be never ending woods. The trees in this particular area where much taller and broader than those within konoha itself. There were abundant vegetation and this place was so quiet that even an ant yawning could be loudly heard...
Dray continued walking as he started admiring the various trees which he had not seen before. If he had abundant knowledge about anything in this world besides himself, it was about the forest..nature to be precise.. He grew up learning the sounds, appearance and things of the forest. Most of his childhood times were spent in the forest of konoha yet not even once had he been hurt by a single animal though he had been attacked by animals numerous times. His vast knowledge about the forest together with his clan's kekkei genkai helped him in the development of his plant style release which even led to some people calling him the senju- beast.
Dray being a very perspective person took notice of every single detail in his surroundings. His mind marked where and where he had passed incase he lost his way in such a large wood he had never wandered into. Suddenly, dray heard the shattering of an object. Most definetly glass and with the help of his ears, he traced the sound to the point where he saw a young guy...putting on a purple clothing and a mask kinda over his nose and mouth pretty drowsy... but dray was not one to fall for such if it was trickery as he began questioning the young guy in the hope of protecting his dear village....Identify yourself or are you one of those infiltrators that come to spy on the leaf and guising under another personality?? Am afraid that I will have to stop you from entering the village hidden in the leaves if you do not provide me with satisfactory information..dray said and waited for the response of the young man.
Dray was expecting a satisfactory answer or he would not even pose the slightest attempt to let the stranger into the village. This could probably be the beginning of another war. Somebody coming to gather info on the leaf and cause war. Since the day dray's parents had died in war, he had hated war and had vowed to stop it by all means. And now, what the boy would say would determine his fate even if he meant him dieing here as there was no other visible shinobi in the area.
As dray finished questioning the young man, he relied in a rude way asking dray who he might be to question him... And at this statement, the young man had decided his own fate. Behaving rude to someone who had the upper hand. As dray was one who detested rudeness, no matter how small it was, he could not go against his personality.. He could not allow someone so inferior to him put a stain on his personality... Dray had wished it would not come to this.. He had wished that the young man would give a perfect and satisfactory answer that would let dray allow him into the village hidden in the leaves and they might even probably be friends but this young man had just written his own destiny in stone. How dray wished the man knew that he was about to die.. Dray need not tell him because nothing he would say would change the situation... Now raising his head to the boy who had moved about two metres back taking what looked like a fighting posture, dray said with rage filling up in his body system....such insolence to me...a shinobi of the leaf.. I do not know about other shinobis..but I as a shinobi of the leaf do not tolerate insults and am sorry to let you know that you will have to pay with your life....
Dray finished his statement rather quickly as he dashed towards the boy who was two metres away.. Upon getting to a metre of him, dray's cunning insticts still lurked within him even though he was no longer a genin.. He kicked up some dirt that would disrupt the already drowsy man's vision as dray would get within inches of the young man and plant his left hand into the ground thereby using it to support the weight of his upper body as dray would launch his legs into the air directly under the yound man and thrust his legs upwards under the man's chin jabbing him upwards.. As this attack would definetly cause the young man to fall metres back as he probably wouldn't have the strength to take the hit. Depending on whether the man would fall backwards, stagger or evade the attack, dray would proceed to the man's location as he would land a barrage of punches on the man if he were to stagger from the previous attack. If he were to fall to the ground, dray would proceed to his location as he would perform a front flip and land his right leg strongly on the man's chest causing him to cough out little blood but if the man did manage to evade the previous attack, dray would then stand his ground and pull out two kunais but regardless of whatever the young man did, dray would still keep a metre long distance between he and the young man while carefully drawing out two kunais from inside his green kimono- like armour...
Exactly... Dray's first attack had hit as the force from the jab sent the boy flying metres back. Pursuing after him again, dray got to him and flipped forward attempting to land a powerful on the boy's chest that would make him cough out blood but the boy was no learner as he simply rolled over before getting up and stretching the distance between them both. Dray too, not being a slacker had quickly gotten up and withdrew two kunais from his kimono like armour... Dray had not a moment to act when he was interrupted by the young man who suprisingly started performing hand seals and with a slam of his hand unto the ground which was moist, three wolves came forth from the ground as the boy set two to attack dray and the last one to probably defend him... Impressive... Dray thought as he well knew the earth mud wolves technique. He was aware that these mud wolves would reform back into their normal shape if they were hit and for that reason, dray would not waste any time on them as dray would then perform some hand seals and call forth his own mud wolves to attack since he had the same exact doton jutsu.. So the boy was a doton user.. Dray figured out.. As the wolves would go into battle against each other, dray would throw the two kunais in his hand towards the boy's two shoulder as he would then throw another two shurikens at the boy's legs hoping to movement.. As dray would then finally throw two shrikens with one aimed for his ear to push him off balance and the last shuriken heading for his throat.. A quick death.
Dray watched as his projectiles soared in the air above the fighting wolves.. Most of the projectiles were stopped by the last wolf of the young man that was guiding him but dray smirked as one of the shurikens knocked on the door of the boy's flesh precisely around his neck region as blood poured forth to welcome the incoming visitor.. Dray was certain that the young man could feel the pain of the injury but that did not stop him or seem to get in his way as he simply went on to perform a series of hand seals... So, the stubborn type huh.. Dray thought... Dray had no choice but to admit that the young man in purple clothing was some what like him. Always fighting on even when he had the least chance of winning.. Just like when he fought with his sensei..
The outcome was certain and dray's fate had been sealed right from the beginning of the battle but ignoring that thought, dray still went on to fight his sensei until he earned his respect... But that was not so in this situation. The only common thing was that the young man's fate was sealed just as dray's fate was sealed when he fought his sensei.. Apart from the fact that dray was aiming to protect his village- the village hidden in the leaves from danger, he was also washing off the stain that this fellow man had put on his personality with his act of rudeness... As dray was not one to underestimate anybody, no matter who the person might be, summoning three mud wolves was quite a feat from someone of the boy's calibre..what more did the young man have under his sleeve.. Dray was eager to see as the night was still dark with the light of the moon giving them visible sight yet dray was not ready to be a victim of the boy's tricks...
Infusing an amount of chakra into the log of wood besides him, as well as feeding the mud wolves with a bit of chakra to keep them standing, dray ran towards the boy though the fighting wolves were betwwen dray and the young man..so upon getting to the bridge, dray jumped foward over the occupied and distracted wolves as he put his hand to his mouth with the appearance of blowing a trumpet as dray opened his mouth to release a blast of water moving at 10m/s towards the young man... Before dray now landed a metre away from the boy with the fighting wolves about three metres behind dray... Let's see how long he'll last.. Dray thought..
Dray's water trumpet had done well in sweeping the young man off his feet thereby sending him crashing into a nearby tree trunk.. The young man was clearly exhausted as he was soaked in blood from his numerous injuries and water from dray's jutsu..
It was pretty visible that the young man was exhausted as he could not even stand on his feet after dray's attack.. He was now sure that his death was near but he still pushed on as he mumured some words in his seated posited. Three raiton natured bolt appeared above him with one over his heads and two by his side... So, he had this and did not use it all this while..hmmph.. Dray thought yet dray had the perfect counter if he was being attacked.. As dray prepared to use his already set plan if the lightning bolts came anywhere near him but instead, the attack was directed at dray's three mud wolves.. Phew..saving me my chakra.. Dray smiled but as the wolves were destroyed by the lightning attacks, the boy seemed to command the mud wolves as the surrounded dray and set to attack him..
As the wolves came at dray, he sighed at the little pesky things as dray simply stamped his feet on the ground as the ground brought forth earth spears that hooked the mud wolves right below their jaws in the process, destroying them... Now, it was dray and this young man.. Nothing was seperating them both.. The time of fate had come and dray was not ready to defy it... With some hand seals, the earth beneath dray paved way as about twelve spear like earth missles came forth waiting fro dray's command.. As dray was only ten metres away from the young man, he wished he did not have to do this but when the time for doing the right thing had come, dray was not one who bothered in not doing so..
As final and parting words to the almost dead young man, dray proceeded not caring if the young man heard or not....In your next life, try to answer question more suitably and most importantly, try not to put a stain on people's personality and finally, warn yourself and others to always fear people in green..dray concluded as he launched ten of the earth missles at the young man who was pretty helpless and had already accepted his faith.. Preserving the remaining two missles in the earth, dray would follow distantly behind the missles as they would explode upon contact with the young man blowing up various parts of his body as the explosion caused by the missles would be concentrated due to their numbers.. As dray would then get to what was left of the young man as he would still have a little life in him that he was probably hanging unto, dray would say to the man finally as he was standing before him...You are what you make of yourselfas dray would then yell out....MOKUTON: SAKISHI NO JUTSU!as both of dray's hands would transform into two large wooden branches with extremely sharp edges as dray would use sheer force to impale the young man's heart with his right hand and stab his lower abdomen with the left bidding him farewell....
As dray's wooden hands pierced the young man's organs, he could feel the fire in him quench... The young man's death was more of his fault than dray's. He should have been more specific in answering questions and more polite too..but on a second thought, this was dray's first kill. He was defending the village of the leaf as an excellent shinobi so when he found CLAYMORE, he would not be much of a problem to him. Killing off this unknown ninja was clearly a silent and perfect way. Dray killed him without having a single blood stain on him except the wooden branches of dray's arm that would return back to normal without any stains as dray seemed to search him but couldnt find anything valuable on the man to pay for his rudeness except a little money dray kept..but most of all, dray would like to accept the fact that this young man was a shinobi regardless of the village he belonged to and for this reason, dray did not want the birds of the sky to feed on his dead body..
As the explosions hit the young man's area, it made sure to clear a bit of the man's surroundings.. As dray now saw the lifeless body of this youngman lying flat on the ground, dray formed little handseals as the earth beneath him rose up to about two metres above the dead body.. The form in which dray raised the earth paved a little opening for the dead body of the man to fall in.. As dray was on top of the risen earth, he jumped down backwards as he re-called the remaining two earth missles that he had previously not used and sent them towards the risen earth... the earth missles hit the risen earth at the base, exploding and causing to to break and fall over the deadbody in the earth..
After the ruble and dust, the scene looked just like dray had just buried this shinobi.. Leaving behind no evidence except broken earth that would level itself very soon when the rain fell besides none of what had happened here was traceable to dray.. Dray had killed the young man yet he had given him a perfect graveyard.. With no scents or cuts or even the slightest sign of blood to give dray away, dray dusted off the dirt on his cloth as he made his way back to the village hidden in the leaves..
"Now, make sure you dont dig up tthee boddy...." Dray sputtered as yet, another memory was ripped from his soul....
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