ennosuke lay on his back atop one of the slightly slanted roofs of a building inside the Kimura compound. His head rested on his quiver of arrows and his bow lay in its folded form next to him, and his foot was crossed over his knee. Despite the brisk chill in the air that most people felt, he still wore his normal tunic with the sleeves rolled up. One of the benefits of not feeling anything, the cold didn’t bother him at all. Of course, that caused its own problems eventually but he had learned to wear the proper clothing when it was cold enough. Jin, his new friend was perched near, preening its feathers idly. The pair was merely relaxing and enjoying the quiet the brisk day afforded them.

His mind drifted back toward his recent exhibition with Ting, the cyan haired girl that had been staying here in the compound. He could of fought better, but he was still caught up with dealing with knowing there is was a Kimura traitor and the death of his friend. Now that his mind was back in the right place, the fight between the two of them would assuredly go different. He may not win, but she would know more than just a cut on the leg. But that was neither here nor there. She was a good Shinobi, and one that he would like to call friend. He touches the intricate tiger head medallion he had gotten for her that rested in his pocket. Part thank you for the fight and part apology for not being at his best during it. He would eventually find her and give it to her, but for now he was enjoying the rest.

He yawns and blinks his heavy eyelids. With such a lazy, relaxing day, a nap was sure to come soon. With a smile playing across his lips he allows his heavy eye lids to close and drifts into a nice nap. He wasn’t asleep more than a few minutes when a thunderous boom startled him awake. Even as the low rumble of the tremor passes through the building, Kennosuke was already moving. Whatever that noise was it came from inside the compound and it didn’t sound good. He rolls to his feet, throwing his quiver over his shoulder and snatching his bow up. Jin leapt into the air with a shrill screech as Kennosuke moves across the roofs toward the now rising cloud of dust, that seemed to come from the training ground. As he moved, he hit the button that extended his bow and nocked an arrow. Standing atop a roof that over looked the training ground, He scanned the area for the cause of the disturbance.

He chuckles when he sees Ting. Of course she was the cause of this. She wore a nice sweater and jeans, a stark contrast to what he was wearing and held a neatly wrapped present under her arm. He un-nocks the arrow, returning it to the quiver and releases the button that folds his bow back down, then returns it to its holster on his back. Sliding down the slanted roof, he lazily waves at Ting and once at the bottom of the roof he hops down into the training yard and walks toward Ting.

“Hey Ting, whats the noise about? I was tryin to nap.” He says, offering her a smile. Jin lands on one of the training posts nearby and studies Ting for a moment for completely disregarding up and going back to preening it’s feathers.

WC: 600

Chuckling, Kennosuke nodded his head. She was right, if there was a fight to be had, espcially in the Hidden Leaf, he would be there with bells on. He would follow her eyes down to the box that even through the massive punch to the ground, remained in pristine condition. It was immaculately wrapped in red and green paper. She had spent some time on it, though he did wonder whom it was for. His question was soon answered when she offered it to him and told him to open it. He was hesitant at first. The last person he had received an actual gift was his father and that was when he was still a child before his father was killed. He would take it though and look down at it, still unsure rather he should open it or not.

“You didn’t have to get me anything Ting. I mean uh..” Jin, as if he knew Ting was talking about him looks up from preening his feathers and squawks somewhat angrily at her. Kennosuke casts an annoyed look at his feathered companion, who meets his gaze and then disinterestedly goes back to preening it’s feathers. “His name is Jin. I found him awhile back and he had lost a fight with something bigger. I helped him get better and now he just kind of comes and goes as he pleases. Though lately he has been staying around. Well, I guess there’s no need to be rude.” He dropped into a crouch and laid the box down on the ground. He rips open the nice wrapping paper and then the lid of the box. She had began to explain how it worked as he pulls out the dark green body armor from the box. His eyes widened at the sight of it and a grin plastered across his face. He raised to his feet and began buckling the armor onto his torso. The happiness was very plain across face. She had gone above and beyond in getting this made. It fit him perfectly and even accommodated his quiver and bow on his back. He had spent so much time admiring the craftsmanship of the armor and he almost forgot to thank her.

“Ting, this is awesome. How did you get it to fit so perfectly without asking me?” He grins and narrowed his eyes playfully. “You been sneaking into my room at night or something?” Chuckling at his own joke he smiles a very genuine smile at her. “Seriously, thank you. This is perfect.” He touches his pocket where he had stored her gift, though compared to her’s it was but a small trinket. He pulls the black tiger head from his pocket by its delicate seeming chain. The tiger was crafted of a black metal which had white stripes and was imbued with Futon Chakra. “I uh, got you something too. A thank you for looking out for me during our fight.” He offers her the tiger pendant and rubs the back of his neck with his other hand. “Sorry I didn’t wrap it or anything. I wasn’t expecting you to give me anything at all.” Though he couldn’t feel it, his cheeks reddened slightly. He was embarrased that she had spent so much time and effort on his gift while he just went to the market and bought something that looked pretty.

WC: 571
Total: 1171