Chie shook her head. She sat down on the ground to watch the fight. She clutched her teddy bear tightly and frowned. "Is this all that Kiri has? No wonder it went boom," She said, mostly to herself. Once again, she shook her head, reminded of the reason why she hated being around people. She unzipped the teddy bear's head and began to count the kunai in them. It was more entertaining than people fighting with a bunch of sticks. That was stupid. When mommy and daddy fought, they used real swords! But then again, she was thinking of the Kazekage and the Mizukage. Her three year old self still couldn't grasp exactly what that meant. She expected everyone to be able to match up to her abnormaly high standards. Then again, that was inly natural. Chie had yet to see that the average Genin was like, really. She was used to training under two Kage and sometimes a Jounin, whenever her uncle Sero was up for the task. And she was only three years old and could already use basic Boil Release Jutsu. Her standards were quite high, indeed.

She looked at the girl with the brown eyes and the light orange hair. "Hey! You're that new girl that mommy wants to train!" She slurred, pointing at Karoshi. She recognized the girl from when Karoshi had met her mother. "Mommy said that we had to leave soon. She said that if I saw you I had to bring you with me," Chie stated. And she would do just that. Not caring about the fight that was going on, she would intervene and drag Karoshi away from them by the wrist. This, of course, she would only do after a while, once Karoshi completed the training and once she got bored with counting her kunai. She lost count several times and had to start from the beggining again. In other words, she would give Karoshi enough time. However, when she dragged her by the wrist, the small child would leave the site, though not without sticking her tongue out at the other two kunoichi. Serves them right for being weak.

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Listening again to the little girl speak, Shuiro lost all of her focus again and the ball of chakra in her hand dissipated. She stood up off the ground, about to open her mouth to speak. However, before she could, she watched as the little girl walked onto the field that Tenshi and Karoshi we're having their sparing match. She looked to the two women. Both of them looked extremely heated and also looked as if they we're about to do more than fight with sticks. She had not seen that look on Tenshi's face before. Shuiro wondered exactly what she thought about doing to Karoshi. Although, the look on Karoshi's face was also very scary. There was a splash of murderous intent in their eyes and from the way they were moving, that intent was growing much stronger.

As she watched the murderous intent grow, the little girl walked calmly up to Karoshi and grab her arm. Shuiro was completely dumbfounded at what she was watching, for it appeared the little girl was forcefully dragging Karo behind her. What a curious little child, Shuiro thought, I wonder who's child that is. Her parents must be very proud of her, aside from the swearing. Shuiro watched as the little girl passed her, she was still dragging Karoshi, and almost dropped a bit when the little brat stuck it's tongue out at her. She waved to Karoshi as she left. A smile spread on her face a bit. "It was lovely to meet you! I hope you both have safe travels to wherever you are headed." Shuiro said this as they were a bit far away. She hoped that they had heard her. Looking to Tenshi now, Shuiro began to walk over her to inspect any wounds she could possibly have. She knew in the back of her mind though that Tenshi wouldn't be injured too severely. She was also secretly happy it was over. The murderous intent in both of their eye's had made Shuiro extremely uncomfortable. Bless you little brat girl, bless you, Shuiro thought as she approached closer to Tenshi.

Twisting her body to the side so that she was away from the girls legs partially she held onto her "sword", and launched a kick to the side of her leg. Realizing she missed and allowed herself to get off guard she growled grabbing her "sword" with both hands and tugging as hard as she could to retrieve from the other girls hand. Watching Karoshi's eyes dart to the Kage spawn then to Shuiro, Tenshi stiffened wondering if this Medic would attack the child and her friend.

Letting one hand go of the "sword" she quickly scooped up another laying just in her reach that was only a inch shorter and slightly thicker than the first and swung it in a arch aiming for the girls back. Gasping in pain she dropped to her knees from the other girls attack while keeping dark angry eyes on the entire time, she slowly stood ready to attack again, her anger overshadowing the pain.
Stopping her incoming attack in shock that the child had interrupted their fight she couldn't help but laugh watching the girl drag Karoshi away from her. At the sight of the Kage spawn she had calmed down into almost a normal low...but she still wanted to fight or train. Taking her first stick she threw it in the air not fully noticing Shuiro's approach, being careful to only use her right hand she drew her sword from its sheath on her waist and sliced it up cleanly cutting the stick in half. Turning to smirk at Shuiro she tilted her head slightly. "Just because their gone doesn't mean we should stop." She said weakly watching Shuiro's face and body to decipher any reaction she might have to those words. She went back to weighing the slightly lighter and shorter stick in her left hand.

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Karo watched as her foot made it's way to Tenshi's face, inch by inch before watching the bitch distort her way out of the path. Yet a-fucking-gain. This was becoming old and Karo was getting more and more pissed by the second as the bitch continued to dodge every move that as flung to her...seriously, she as small and fast yes but she wasn't fucking GOD! Karo released a puff of air fro her nostrils as she swiftly dropped to the ground, her legs spreading apart to the point where she was basically doing the splits with her feet flat on the ground and one hand keeping her from fully touching the ground, still latching on to the stick as she eye's crazing as more and more veins shot to the iris of her eye.

Rage...Rage...Rage...RAGE! Karo felt nothing but rage for this girl that she was fighting and she could tell that after this that she had just got a new rival in life and could see herself meeting again and creating a shit storm to prove her mettle and she was going to win then...and NOW. Karo's eyes darted from left to right in a rush which made them slightly blur as she focused on Tenshi's bones, the blood flowing through her and the bones and muscles bending and flexing as she watched the girl take a kick for her leg but missed...fool!

Karo could have striked at that instant but decided to hold back, due to the fact that she now had another problem; a fly stick to the head! This bitch was gonna try and K.O Karo in one swift, clean hit but not if Karo had anything to say about it but was halted due to the fact of the slowly approaching girl. So many thoughts ran through her mind at that moment.
Strike! Strike! Strike quick and hard! Break her in half! Break her until she cries, tears of blood! Yes, taste them, smell them! watch the tears soak the skin as it collects on the ground to the point of a pool of crimson blood. Yes...make the bitch scream!! Make her cower at your might! Make her beg for mercy as you swing your stick, no, pick up your blade! Dismember her from limb from limb; making her a quivering sack of skin. watching her plead for mercy, beg for her life as you raise that blade over your head, eye's shaking as rage and insanity take over your very soul. Come on, you know there's a part in you, deep inside you that wants to unleash all that pent up anger and rage you've collected from all the years. Come on...just this once and if you don't like it...I'll leave you alone. A malevolent voice whispered within Karo's mind as she got to her feet and stared at the now ceasing Tenshi...so many emotions soared through Karo at that instant as she felt herself swiftly raise the stick above her head, the world around her slowing before eventually coming to a halt...Karo was gonna do it...she was gonna do it and there was nothing stopping her now. Not even the voice of reason within that was now being bullied back into the corner.
"Yes...do it! Make the cow cry in pain! Make her remember the power of Karoshi Zetsumei of Kumogakure! DO IT!" The voice screamed, the once malicious whisper now a roar, a roar like a lions, shaking the very insides of her as her eyes quaked!

Karo couldn't fight it...it was going to happen and with Tenshi distracted and open to attack, there was no way she was going to fail this. No frickin' way. The stick was raised high overhead before unleashing a bloodcurdling scream as she brought it down, all her power and being was willingly forced into this one final and powerful shot, crashing hard onto Tenshi's wrist as the bones within the wrist shattered and snapped, caving in as the force of the stick alone caused the stick itself to snap in half, the splinters flying through the air as the stick parted ways before landing on the ground...the scream alone from Tenshi was all it took to satisfy her blood lust...granted it was a bitch move but Karo could care less...she wanted to watch the bitch suffer and that's just what she did before being dragged off in a rush by the little girl, Karo's bloodshot eyes focused on Tenshi the whole time. Emitting nothing but hate from them... She picked up her sword that she had stuck in the stone before exiting the scene...feeling nothing but...relief...all that rage...gone...at Tenshi's expense of course.

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Sero Moves through the tree's like a ghost on a path to the source of something it was attached to. Indeed he was comfortable here because in the mornings a fog was covering the ground. But at the moment it was not the case. Instead he moves through the tree's his cloak tightened around him as he passes through the thin tree's as if gliding. His lower robes hiding his footing and if he was even moving his legs. Only the slight bump to his step could be noticed. He however did have a goal in mind.

Other Kiri nin had made they're way into Konoha and where now representatives in theyre own right. And as such guidance or at least supervision was needed. it would prevent another incident like the one in the market. His silver hair flashes in the sunlight and his grey eyes gaze with a dull complexion upon the scene he had been moments to late to witness.

Now he saw only the one there. Injured as they where they appeared to be recently left alone. Signs of other having been here surrounded him. Different sizes of foot prints suggested perhaps 3 maybe even four. though around the Injured one it appeared only two sizes where involved. A 1 on 1 dispute perhaps?

He narrows his eyes as he finally settles those lifeless eyes on Tenshi. He turns and looks her over without showing any signs of approval or dissaproval. It was then that he speaks to her in a calm and quiet voice. Just loud enough to be easily heard.

"Would you consider that a victory or a loss then?"

When she reached Tenshi, she could practically feel the rage pouring out of her. "Are you going to be alright?" Shuiro asked this hoping it would snap Tenshi out of her trance. Looking around her body, searching for possible wounds, Shuiro noticed something was wrong with her wrist. It was twisted in a way that was unnatural, which probably meant it was broken. Shuiro tensed up at the sight and a pit of pure hatred filled inside of her. Did that bitch really hurt my Tenshi?! Shuiro thought this, almost reaching to the point of screaming it out loud. However, the look on Tenshi's face made it seem that nothing was wrong. Perhaps she didn't even know it was broken?

Hearing a man speak from behind her, Shuiro could only think, Oh what the fuck is it now? Shuiro didn't even feel like talking to another person who could be a potential threat. If anything, she just wanted to trap him in a genjutsu so that they could be on their way. She was curious though to see what he wanted though. Perhaps he could be of help. This didn't mean that she wouldn't be watching carefully and if he even considered making some sort of move she wouldn't hesitate to attempt to get him in one of her genjutsus.

Turning around now to look at him, Shuiro saw a Kirigakure forehead protector on him and almost fell over. She couldn't believe that she was running into so many ninja from Kiri in Konoha. She lowered her guard a little bit, but just because he was from the same village did not make him a friend. "Hello stranger, if you could not tell my friend here was just doing a bit of training. I noticed you were also from Kirigakure. We left from there not too long ago, you know, after what happened. I'm Shuiro Suiren and this is Tenshi Aisu." She said this sweetly and with a smile on her face, pushing her rage down as far as it would go.

Looking at Shuiro she nodded slowly. Wondering slightly if putting ice on it would help but quickly dismissed it, it was her stupidity that caused it to get broken, after all if she had been more focused it would still be in one piece now wouldn't it? Allowing the anger she felt to ride over the emotionlessness she had affected before she growled under her breath. "If we ever see her again she won't have hands." She said hatred she felt for her new rival evident in her words. Snapping her head up at the words behind her she looked over her shoulder towards the new comer.

Looking over the new grey haired man, she sized him up in her eyes. Looking over him she realized that he without doubt cold kill them both easily. Lifting her sword in her uninjured wrist towards him she started darkly. While tilting her head away from the man hoping that Shuiro would take the hint. "Its a cheap shot, from a weak child. She responded hope he would take the hint that it was neither to her. "If you want a fight I warn you now she may have broken my wrist but I still have a good one. She said darkly surveying his face for any change. Praying silently for once that this would not become another fight she was weak, and needed to practice her swordsman ship.

Sero watches them both. Cautious as could be like mice watching a cat. One appeared to misunderstand the situation and was raising a weapon while the other Implied a trade of knowledge offering her own information first. He watches them with the cold grey eyes a moment before shrugging. His shoulders would rise and fall before he would sit with a graceful backwards motion onto a stump. he Picks up a stick and begins drawing in the dirt a Moment as he finally speaks no longer observing them. His voice was quiet and reflected no Emotion.

"Excellent work to survive the tragedy. Still We will have to work on your technique. A cheap shot from a child should still have been countered with less damage."

He raises the stick momentarily to indicate the hand that Tenshi was not using to hold the sword. Before he continues speaking the bored grey eyes lifeless in all regards watching them.

"By losing the use of a hand you lost half your power. Now your limited to light and quick moves instead of powerful slashes. While still effective it limits your ability greatly. Ms. Suiren. By the way your examining Her i assume you know some basic medical. Numb the bone and Reset it please."

He would continue drawing with the stick in silence then. He had purposefully not introduced himself yet. He wanted to see responses to his words. Likely they already knew everything he said and would be irritated at the reminder but that emotion would imprint the knowledge even deeper until it was a reflex. He would wait in silence for theyre reaction before he stops his Drawing.

"I am Sero Osada. one of the highest ranking representatives here and unless you have other training else where your due for. I will be conducting your progression until such a time as your assigned an instructor."

His tone never changed. he never showed ill intent. He never showed any intent. He just sat there calm as could be with a weapon pointed at him.

Shuiro put her had on tenshi's arm, which was pointing a sword at the man, and pushed it down slowly. Shuiro lowered her head to the man and then said "A pleasure to meet someone from our village of such a high standing. I apologize for my friend's rudeness. I wish for your forgiveness." She followed his instructions and began to gather the sticks to make a splint out of.

She snapped the sticks and pushed Tenshi to the ground. She placed one of the broken sticks in Tenshi's mouth."Don't worry dear, this is only going to hurt a lot.." Shuiro said this as she snapped the bone in her wrist back to its proper place. She watched as Tenshi struggled around and felt horrible about causing her so much pain. She placed the small pieces of wood carefully and wrapped it in the gauze she had tightly. Smiling at Tenshi now, "All done," She said sweetly to her.

Standing up first and then helping up Tenshi, she looked at the man. He looked so calm and content. Not once did he look up while she was "fixing" Tenshi. What a curious man he was indeed. She studied him for a bit before saying, "Is there anything we could do for you?" She asked this calmly and very questioning. What would a person of his status want with them?

Lowering her sword and re-sheathing it she tuned out the conversation knowing full well that Shuiro would apologize for her, upon hearing the apology though she could not stop the guilty feeling welling up inside of her and looked up into the mans cold eyes and let out a sigh. "It's not her fault so she shouldn't be the one to apologize, I'm sorry for my earlier rudeness, and wish for your forgiveness. testing a look at Shuiro before she rushed on she decided the girl wouldn't be able to stop her. "But when you have a little fucking brat injure your wrist, when your favorite toy is a sword you become a little testy." she said with a dark hateful look on her face and then stepped back to allow Shuiro to talk, tuning them both out and mentally mapping out how to fight one handly, knowing it truly wasn't that hard.

Looking from Shuiro to the man in alarm as she tuned in, she had a feeling she wouldn't like what was going to happen, especially since Shuiro was now gathering and breaking sticks. Attempting to give Shuiro a menancing glare she was shoved to the ground, and had a freaking stick shoved in her mouth. As soon as Shuiro touched her wrist the pain came back, worsening when the girl snapped it back into place, biting down as hard as she could, she writhed around in pain gasping for breath. As soon as Shuiro allowed her up she grabbed her sword as hard as she could with her uninjured wrist and drew it out slwowly with menance taking over as she turned her back momentarily and kicked another stick high up into the air slicing it in two, though not as cleanly as before with pain shaking her. Cursing out loud, she turned back and looked at Shuiro shaking her head "Shui why don't you go back to meditating a little, I'm sure he won't hurt us, and who knows maybe he can help us a little? She said knowing full well what had happened when Shuiro decided to ask the last person for help.



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Sero nodded slowly as they obeyed. Incredibly formal for a Genin. Still though they had brought up a defense which improved his view of them considerably. He continues drawing circles in the ground standing up now and drawing more circles separated out a bit more. the circles where Big enough to put one foot in and always two circles within standing range of each other. He watches them follow his orders and smiles briefly at the pain. Another imprint to feed from for a striving goal. Good.

He calmly finishes drawing his circles and takes his stick grabbing it in the center and breaking it in half. Holding it like thin Tonfa’s. Sturdy enough to hurt but thin enough to bend. He nods again as he looks over the drawings on the dirt. It looked like a complicated pattern but it would do. He had come up with this training in that moment.

He turns to them then to watch him cutting a stick. A waste to dull the blade. He shakes his head. He would teach her to have the blade as an extension of herself. Surely they knew thats how a swords man stopped wasting movements. By wasting movements one wasted a chance to strike that much faster.

He Moves and stands in two of the circles and crosses his makeshift weapons. He tilts his head and waits until he has both of them at Attention and nods yet again his grey eyes watching them with indifference for the most part as he contemplates. He could train them both at once if he wished. So long as they where willing.

“No need to apologize. Being on the ready is a basic Idea for a Shinobi. Still in your state what was your escape route? did you have one planned already?”

He didn’t sound disappointed just curious. His escape route was to head south to the river and create a Mist. He waits respectfully for a response before nodding as he looks to them both. If one would notice his stance was spread wide enough to strike but close enough to defend. it was as if the circles where there and spread apart for a purpose.

“My intentions are simple. If you let me I will oversee and participate in your training. Soon we will be defending Kiri again and right now we are considered wounded and weakened. Indeed we have lost many. I do happen to believe the opposite though. Survivors are the center of a nations strength. Thus by improving you I improve our core.”

He spins the sticks then and rotates his wrist and neck loosening up. He was a higher rank but he was defending against a blade. It would be foolish to let his guard down.

“This will be a voluntary training involving each of you. It is a two part training session and I encourage you to participate. The goal is to keep your feet within the circles without breaking a circle. While attempting to cut only the tip off my sticks. Once both tips are cut you pass. You break a circle or step out of a circle. you fail. you force me to meet either of those and we take a break and I buy lunch. As for you.”

He looks to the medic and smiles softly. His grey eyes watching her as well. Before he continues speaking to them quietly.

“Your a field medic. You can not only heal but find weaknesses in a person and signal to your team on how to exploit they’re enemy by targeting that weakness. They guard they’re left side because it was once wounded or a slower right step because of a bum knee. A vital opening the enemy doesn’t defend well. Your power is perception. For now your part will be to call out when I show a weakness for her to exploit. As we progress I will have you begin signaling. If your enemy knows you know of they’re weakness they will trap you in it. Understood?”

He smiles and decides he needed to demonstrate it could be done. He leans down scooping up a rock with his stick and bounces it on the stick with a slow yet high steady bounce. His eyes map out the circles as he contemplates rapidly how to go about it. Normally in a fight he would just naturally map out 3 feet around him but this gave them 8 feet to work with. He bounces the rock 5 times before speaking as he moves. While he speaks he moves from circle to circle his feet planting in the center of the circle as he follows the bouncing rock. It looked like a funny dance but his posture left very few openings and allowed him to make quick deadly strikes and maintain a defensive stance. finally he bats the rock away into sky. It would drop probably in about 40 seconds.

“We begin is you choose to when the rock hits dirt.”

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Shuiro listened to Tenshi, but was too interested in what the man was saying to acknowledge her. A curious question on asking their escape route. Why would he want to know such a thing? Was he testing them, or was he perhaps was he wondering if we had the same ideals as him? Either way, Shuiro was starting to trust this man a bit more. She knew it was foolish for her to trust so easily, but she honestly couldn't help it. Especially with him being from the same village. She held up her arm and pointed towards the river. "Our main strength is with water, so therefore the river was our ideal haven."

She smiled a bit to herself. This man only thought she was of medical usage. Should she tell him, or let it be a surprise? It was always good to have something tucked underneath to pull out if needed. She doubted she would need it with this person though. He seemed so..calm and reserved. Like a truly genuine person. His training offer felt genuine as well and she had no other thought but taking it up. "We will accept your training. Just know that we are both quite the hand full. However, I do believe we will be well worth your time." She bowed a bit while saying this.

When coming up from the bow, she continued listening to him. She studied his body a bit and couldn't see anything weak about him.. At least anything that wasn't covered by clothing that is. This man, from what she could tell by a simple glance, is that he had major weakness. Perhaps his weakness was something else, like a birth defect or something like that. Maybe it was even an old wound from a past battle. She knew she could find whatever it was, she was extremely perceptive. She smiled a bit more at him and responded, "Understood."

She watched the rock in the air and wondered what Tenshi was going to do about the sticks. She knew that once she was able to watch the way the man defended, she would be able to view the weaknesses of it. This would be his giveaway. With a sly smile on her face, she waited patiently for the rock to drop back to the ground.

Turning back to them she saw his displeased face over how she had used her sword to cut the stick, smirking slightly at that she deduced that he might actually be a good fight with that in mind she decided to tune back in. Listening to him describe the type of training he intended she thought over the words deeply, debating on taking this training session before hearing Shuiro cut in and readily agree, shaking her head slightly honestly she wanted this training as well, it was stupid of her to pretend differently. Laughing a little to herself over the obvious assumption that Shuiro was nothing more than a medical, she wondered why did everyone assume Shui was only a medical nin? Watching his stance, she thought over a way to possibly make this easier, he was after all a male, with this in mind she sheathed her word and stripped off her jacket, tossing it to the ground before going over to Shuiro and taking one of her scalpels out of her medical hiding spot, turning it over in her hands she decided to test the sharpness grabbing part of camisole just underneath her breasts and cut a jag through, smirking at the sharpness she cut her shirt completely going around until there was barely a strip of cloth covering her breasts, finishing this she placed the scalpel back and walked back to the man, with a sly smile she stepped into the circles he had mentioned. Looking up at him she batted her eyes, hoping to appear appealing to him in some form. Thinking over her plan she felt pretty confident, how hard could be, flirt with a male, distract him and use that to her advantage. Taking a breath she leaned herself forward, corrected her stance and swung aiming for the tip of the first stick, attempting to make her voice sound breathy she looked up at him. “This is what you want right?”

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Sero watches them with cold grey eyes as he stands at the ready. They had begun to appear more Confident as he spoke. Perhaps he could instruct well enough after all. Did he know that they where smirking because he was apparently underestimating them? not a chance. The facial expression was too close to a smile for him to recognize the difference. So he watches them each in turn.

One of them appeared to be eager to follow instructions and as such would be a good soldier. She followed the instructions and had her own methods of planning. He had no doubt she would make a valuable member to a squad.

The other though was doing something confusing. For some reason she was shedding her clothing to a bare minimum. How odd to reveal all her body movements to him. The only influence that shedding her clothing might be doing would give her more flexibility and less weight. Which if the distance between they’re skill was only a small amount that would make sense. However he felt it was more of a hindrance then a gain.

Still the rock hit and she swung her sword with the skill of a child as if taking the whole training as a joke. And she was already out of breath! Or at least her words sounded breathy. her aim was accurate for the goal but he needed to demonstrate it wasn’t just target practice. He spins the stick easily to avoid the cut And steps forward into the next circle into her range with his right foot. This was a power stance. While spreading your footing one could move they’re upper body with more force by leaning in a rocking motion from the back leg to the front. He thrusts forward with the tonfa as if jabbing with the blunt end at the hilt her hands where holding. He was taking her seriously and was oblivious to how tits apparently where meant to make men drool.

Actually the thrust was strong enough to sprain her fingers if he landed. His other tonfa was brought up to swing under her leg. he wanted to force her to defend while changing her footing. He could see how her body moved. how her shoulders shifted before a swing. Sero was a dangerous opponent but he said he didn’t intend them harm And he meant it. If it appeared he would land he would pull his punches to just a stinging blow.

As for the other Shinobi. He loosened his grip on his tonfa in his off hand to simulate an old wrist injury. He made it obvious that his capability with his off hand dramatically dropped and her severely hoped she would pick up on that. Small details where good details. If she could utilize the small detail about his off hand then Her partner would simply have to defend against his main hand while targeting to off hand to succeed. If they did so they could easily pass.

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So..Tenshi was using the let's strip down and act like a complete hussy method. Shuiro watched as she continued to cut pieces of her clothing off. She tried keeping her focus on the man. Tenshi was extremely beautiful so this wasn't going to be easy. Sero had to be her focus. She couldn't afford to slip up in front of a possible teacher.

As Tenshi swung the sword, Shuiro watched as he moved back effortlessly and practically danced around her blade. His foot work couldn't be his issue. The smoothness of his steps were too perfect. However, when he turned to the offensive against Tenshi, something was off. Something about his other hand was slower. Perhaps it had been the injury she was looking for. It didn't make sense to her though. She had doubted he would reveal any weakness at all and especially with it being so early in the training. Regardless, she couldn't pass up a possible weakness to help Tenshi. Beautiful as Tenshi may be, Shuiro highly doubted that her idea of distraction was suitable for someone of his rank. She couldn't help but let out a small laugh. What if that was it? What if his delay was due to Tenshi? That would probably be the greatest outcome from this.

"Tenshi, watch his offhand. There's something off about it." She wasn't sure if it was much help, but it was something. She just hoped that Sero wouldn't be too upset about her blurting it out. She also didn't want to giveaway anything that would suggest she used genjutsu. Her perceptiveness may be a hint at it, but then again he did just think it was all medical. She did notice something else about his moves though. None of this attacks looked severely harmful. They looked like well aimed jabs so there wasn't any real impressive speed to the moves. This was curious. He must be holding back. Maybe she should relay that to Tenshi aswell, She was curious how she would do though. She decided that she would just sit back and wait.

Feeling slight annoyance at his lack of observance mentally categorizing him as either oblivious or gay, not sure which she watched his stance carefully studying it with a curious amount of embarrassment building up in her body at his obvious ignorance of her scantily clad appearance, sizing him up in her mind she grinned darkly. Slowly she felt that darker side of her ebb up ever so dangerously, the hatred began to flood into her mind, darkening her eyes and taking on a hard glint, though controlling it enough to keep her mindset and not go on a killing rampage. Looking around she studied the surrounding area in a way she had not before, she watched where the circles where and the closest objects. Of course the man was smart enough to place them away from obvious hindrances, she growled in her head annoyed with herself for not even asking his specialization, how stupid could she be, her sword wasn’t a good enough match, yet at least, for a ninjustu user probably. Sliding one foot back but still in the circle she strengthened her pose while still showing obvious vulnerable spots, not that she wouldn’t watch them, but she needed him to go for them first.
Sliding a little bit more back she tilted her head, continuing to analyze him. Lifting a eyebrow slowly she listened to the words Shuiro not so subtly called out to her she let her eyes drift to the offhand and swung aiming for the very tip of the stick in that hand, trying to control her moves and make them perfectly decisive. Smirking darkly she hoped to Kami that hit otherwise she would be pissed. “So you are gay then?” she asked with a laugh hoping to distract him at least a bit, while allowing her voice to return to its normal, soft and quiet voice and tone.

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sero watched her quietly for a time and contemplated her reactions. they didnt appear to be the sharpened blade he was hoping to hone into a fine weapon but rather a serrated blade intended for causing great pain and a gruesome death. at least that was the impression he was getting from the girl. He moves his off hand to just barely keep it from getting cut. Dangerous. However the med nin had done well with point out the weakness he had demonstrated.
His grey eyes look into the eyes of his opponent with a cold inquiring gaze as he stares intently into her eyes. becoming one with the opponent. his eyes didnt even look to his or her weapons. Just flat eye contact. It was unnerving. but he needed to take her seriously and she was proving that.
his grip tightens on the left tighten and his movements speed up to about 50 percent of his capabilities. he couldnt go all out so suddenly or he would snap her bones and possibly kill her and that wouldn't be productive. instead he keeps a general speed increase going the tonfa like a blur at an upper cut for her chin with the blunt wood. His stance changes as soon as he follows through with the blow.
He moves to her left while keeping in the circles. it was harder to defend from the side instead of straight on at close range. though at a long range it was better to stand sideways to be less of a target. his cold grey eyes watch her as if death was creeping up her spine. he had a target and targets get eradicated.
the wood whistles through the air to attempt to strike at the back of her neck with enough force to snap an adult males neck. but he catches his killing instinct and lowers his blow to hit her shoulder blades instead. none of these blows where meant to hit if she defended properly of course but his speed was stepping up and he was watching her footing.

briefly his eyes look to the other. a team perhaps? it would make sense. but if so then the other was probably not one to enjoy the beating of her team mate or the attempted there of. He flips through in his mind the files he had memorized and moves away from his opponent. Before speaking to both of them.

"I dont follow what being happy(are you gay?-gay=happy) has to do with anything. However you two are preforming excellently. there are some points for improvement though. You have observed me for some time as instructed yet you havent exploited that and hidden yourself or dropped me into a genjutsu. even a split second is enough of an advantage for a swordsman. AS for your my little swords woman. Your tactics dont appear to be working. come at me seriously or give up expanding your abilities."

he moves back into a defensive position his cold gaze watching them both as he clicks his sticks. the noise meant to entice them both into beginning. He was going to take them seriously as they deserved now. as it was well deserved. the field seems to get colder as the breeze ruffles his cloaks and danger is reflected from his stance. It looked simple and had easy openings but something about him. about how he stood there indicated that a slayer stood there. and no matter what entered his field it would not leave without damage. His silver hair flicks in the wind and his cold grey eyes look between them and he smiles. but even the smile was like ice. he was a deadly and dangerous opponent to have but this was just training after all. no way he would actually consciously hurt them was there?

the moment either of them moved his fingers would tighten on the pieces of wood he was holding and the wood would grind and crack in response as if moving within his line sight put you at risk of the predator standing before you. as if being under his gaze made other feel weak unless the feeling of danger excited you. at which point this was very exciting.

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Shuiro was taken aback for a second. She knew she had seen him somewhere before. The Academy. This bastard was one of the higher ranking members of the village so it only made sense that he would see into the Academy here and there. Hell, he may even have been an instructor of theirs. Regardless, if he knew she had Genjutsu, she may as well not hide it. However, she didn't want to interfere with Tenshi's "fight." Her job was just to observe. He did technically offer though. No, just no. She wasn't going to do that to this man. He didn't deserve it. She decided that she was just going to watch from here on. She walked back to the water and sat down. She watched them from afar. Obviously, she was going to have to get her medical training elsewhere.

"Sero, where did you go?" Ten murmured as he swiftly walked around this new a foreign lands. The smell of ramen was distracting and caused Ten to wander off. Loosing sight of Sero, causing him to panic a little more. He noticed that he wandered off into the forest, so that is where he started to head. His combat boots starting to pick up dust getting it on his nice pair of dark blue slacks he has. "Lucky this doesn't get on my white shirt of white scarf. That would make me a little mad," he mutters as he walks into the forest to see a half naked women and Sero doing some sort of training. Confused Ten just stands there looking baffled as he watches the training continue. He took a moment to scan the area and noticed the other female there. Re adjusting his head band around his neck he whispers to no one "What is going on."

Taking in the other mans words she began to feel the ebb of anger take over her again but fought it down, she again assessed the situation. Slowly a similar situation began to come to mind, the pink haired woman Utau ripping out that hyuga's eyes...this man could very well do the same. With that in mind she tensed up, before she heard some approach from behind, and fought the urge to look back trusting that Shuiro would start a genjustu if there was any chance of harm to her. After a moment the mans knowledge of Shuiro's second specialization dawned on her and she slowly remembered who he was. "You know that might just be cheating." she said with a laugh, while changing how she held her sword slightly. "You remind me of someone, this pink haired woman named Utau Suiren, she's strong and very cunning, if your anywhere near as fierce as her though I'll have no chance." she said softly and moved forward slightly into his circles with a smirk coming across her face and swung her blade for the tip of his off-hands stick again.

Sero noticed the arrival of the other and sighed at the thought of dealing with ten. At times the boy could be frustrating but he could wait a few more moments. For now he was training and to lose focus was to lose a limb. He lets the blue haired annoyance out of his mind for the moment and focuses on Tenshi. She was growing in confidence which was good and he smiles somewhat at the words about cheating. It was true that it was unfair to them for him to have intel on theyre abilities to an extent. But he needed it to train them effectively.

However she spoke of Utua and Sero's smile drops. Anger flashes in his eyes and his body stiffens. His eyes look like ice suddenly as he watches tenshi. Something was off about him now. He hated that woman to the extent that he would have her head burned at his feet. And anyone who protected her would burn too. It was dangerous ground she had tread on and the air seemed to grow heavy. He no longer felt safe to be near. In fact it was as if she had gotten under his skin in an instant. He felt distant now as if he was no longer who he was known to be but a slayer. A bringer of death. He had promised that he would not kill them and honestly a small part of him was fighting for that control.

The first sign of warning was when the sticks dropped from his hands falling to the ground as if in slow motion. His right boot rising with his foot purposefully stepping out of the circle. When his foot touched it kicked up dirt like a burst of explosive energy. His white robes like a blur to everyone but tenshi who was fast enough to follow his movements. However he was going all out now and he was right in front of her in an instant his cold eyes looking down into hers. It was terrifying to most to be under that gaze but he didnt care.

His hand shoots out in an attempt to grip her sword wrist in a powerful embrace. keep her weapon immobile as well as any jutsu with her good hand. He had only moments before her ally would attempt to stop him so his other hand slams forward to attempt and lift his opponent by the chin with all of his power and speed in a palm thrust. He was not holding back any longer even though by stepping out the training was over. if successful the palm thrust would pull back and his fist would clench and a punch would be aimed at the stomach while holding the wrist to keep her body from flying back. All this before the dirt even settles. Of course at her rank it was entirely possible to narrowly avoid all of this and counter attack but it was his plan and with his rage being his target was dangerous as his cold words spill out.

"you... you will tell me everything you know of Utau. Or I will break you."

It was spoken as if a devil had taken him over. his words dripping with murder but he seemed to be aiming for non vitals. his goal was information. Still being within his field at that moment. he could only hope the genjutsu user wouldn't attempt to stop him or she too would become a target. Utau was off limits and he was unstoppable in a sense when it came to her.

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Completely ignoring the new person entering the area, Shuiro watched as the man tensed up to Tenshi. He had stepped out of the circle, meaning that Tenshi had won, so at least that was a plus. However, now Tenshi had managed to piss this man off beyond belief. He was so calm earlier. She never would have thought that he would have been holding in such a rage. She moved slowly towards the man. She chose her words carefully as she spoke. "Utau is my cousin and the last time we saw her, she was ripping the eyes out of some poor boy. Couldn't say he didn't deserve it though. He brought it upon himself due to his foolish ways. Other than that though, we don't know anything about that monster. Yes, even though she is of the same bloodline as me, she is still a monster in my eyes, and also in Tenshi's." Shuiro said this as soothingly as possible, even though she wasn't sure what Tenshi thought about the woman. She honestly didn't care about that though. All she wanted was for them to get out of this without any more damages.

She looked down at Tenshi's wrist. They couldn't afford any more injuries. "However, it does intrigue me that you were so quick to change by the mere mention of her name. I do believe you know much more about her than we do. I'm a tad curious of the past involving you and my cousin." This was said coldly, as if Shuiro was trying to show her own hatred for her own blood. She didn't really have any hatred for Utau though. How could she? She barely even knew her. She could admit though that she was terrifying, but to hate a person she didn't know was impossible.

Ten face didn't even twitch as he saw everything unfold. He knew what Sero is capable of, and knew he didn't want to be the victim of that; Ever. Ten knew he was being ignored by now, yet he didn't care. This was probably was for the better. He slowly pulled out a scroll to take notes of what was going on. Shuiro comments as well, it could all be used and information is always welcome. The eye thing could be her taking a Doujustu, he didn't know. Quickly writing it all down in quick hand he got what he needed and await more.

"That was probably the smartest and quickest way of handling this situation, well done." He mutters as he writes more. Ten knew that it would be best to just watch.

With a growl she saw the change instantly, well damn she knew Utau was a kiri traitor but how did she manage to piss this guy off so easily. Passively she allowed her body to go limp, allowing him to stop her motions for the most part, except when she saw his fist coming that she could easily squirm her body out of that, looking up into his eyes, she felt her anger start to rise higher, flooding her mind slowly. Closing them for the briefest of moments she forced control into her body, instead allowing the ice in her veins to show in her eyes. Before she could speak she heard Shuiro's little speech the guilt flooding her at what she believed Tenshi felt. Keeping eye contact with the man she allowed a vicious smile to paint her lips. "Everything Shuiro said is correct. We watched Utau rip out a Hyuga boy's byukagan, while some Inuzuka man watched. That's it literally thats all the interaction we've had." omitting her little conversation with Utau. With a look that clearly said this conversation was over, she noticed for the first time she had won their little match, and she was oddly disappointed with this he was a good fighter, and unlike that Kumogakure bitch he didn't take petty shots. She started to walk away, but stopped and turned to look him with a smirk starting to play upon her features. "So Utau huh, did she leave you high and dry when she left Osada-sama?" She couldn't leave out the sama, she respected him, even if she wouldn't show it later she would show it for now. Walking towards Shuiro, she subtly taking off the armlet on her right arm, stopped just in front of Shuiro and with a smirk closed it on Shuiro's left arm, grabbing her chin and claiming her mouth with a quick kiss before whispering loud enough for all of those in the clearing to hear but quiet enough to possibly make the girl blush in her ear. "You're Mine. with everything said and cleared she turned and walked out of the forest almost positive she had left her oldest friend, as well longest and only love completely flustered.

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Sero would watch them quietly for a time as they spoke quickly his muscles tensed as his cold eyes watching them the feeling of killing intent slowly fading. It dawns on him he was prepared to break them to the point of never being a Shinobi again if they had not spoken. He looks down at his hand and notices his fist clenched so tight it felt as if blood might drip out of his palm. However his opponent had successfully dodged his hits and now it was just a matter of recording the knowledge. He looks to the side as a familiar voice mutters and takes not of Ten jotting down notes and sighs in relief. a Byakugan huh? interesting. He would have to watch out for that when the inevitable meeting happened. Chances where though at this point he would be the one left a bloody heap if He engaged her now. He Moves forgetting his adrenaline boosting him to full speed and almost pops next to the remaining girl and pats her on the head with a soft smile.

"My apologies. I lose my temper at times. Utua is a criminal of Mass murder who murdered her step daughters immediate family. My mates Immediate family and tore her mind doing so. I was first on the scene and found her there. At which point she drew a weapon on me. Mocking me and proving to me there was nothing I was capable of doing to her. I intend to prove her wrong. She will bleed and die. For now you are excused. Go tend to your mate."

He turns then and walks away waiting for her to leave before speaking to Ten. He looks the boy up and down and waits for him to finish the scroll. More records on this. Still that Inuzuka individual, Whoever they where had stood by and witnessed a murder. Normally he would personally investigate that but being as he knew who the Kage was that was a poor decision. Either way he shakes his head and folds his hands in front of him.

"Ten. I want you to prepare all the scrolls for the shipment. Also the swords woman. Her wrist is broken in an interesting way. Next time you see her might I suggest offering to heal it? We need to be going now. Come along. I have an item smith to speak to on your behalf."

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