1 But I Want Another... (Open/No Killing) Sun Mar 31, 2013 3:44 pm
Kita Akumasureiya
D-rank
It was a bright and beautiful afternoon in Kumo, with a slight cooling breeze coming in from the east. The sun cloaked the hill in its warmth, making it the perfect temperature for a day of exploration despite the high altitude of Kumo. Coming in from the base of the hill was a cheerful little girl’s squeaky voice, giggling as she shouted to her father, “Hehehe, you can’t catch me Oto-san~! I’m too fast!”. Dressed in her standard kunoichi attire, Kita wore her standard oversized long-sleeved red shirt tied at the waist by a purple sash, her long baggy black pants and a pair of tan sandals. She had a day off today and decided to spend it with her father, a former Shinobi with years of experience under his belt. To her, Kita’s father was an endless source of experience, with hundreds of stories to tell and thousands of experiences to share.
At the top of the hill, Kita found herself gazing in awe at the massive tree before her. Though she had heard many stories of it, this was the first time Kita actually made her way to the top and looked at the thing first-hand. It was a spectacle to say the least, bearing strange, spiky red-colored durian fruits. It was a widely known fact that these fruits were delicious, but left a terribly painful after-effect. When her father reached the top, the man grinned, standing by his daughter as he put his hand on her head. Standing side-by-side with her father, the top of Kita’s head would only just reach the bottom of the man’s ribcage. Kita was short – much shorter than most of the children in her village, and it was for this that the girl was always teased while in the Academy. Even the villagers often had something to say about her height, along the lines of “How could a girl that small ever become a kunoichi?” “She’d only be good at hiding, that’s for sure.”
Kita turned towards her father, looking up at him as she spoke. “Oto-san, why are we here? It’s just a tree... and the villagers say the fruits are bad for you or something.” She said, curious as to her father’s intentions. It wasn’t often that Kita went out with her father as Kita would be busy with her studies and her father would be busy at the shop, but every time they did he would take her somewhere new and show her something that she had never seen before. That was how their relationship was.
”The villagers are right, Kita-chan… but not entirely. Here..” The man reached for the closest fruit he could find, plucking it from the tree with extreme caution so as not to cause the other fruits to fall. He then proceeded to break it apart with a small knife he had brought along with him. ”The fruit is actually really delicious. Try some!” The man told her as he held the opened fruit out for her to taste.
Kita looked confused, and it showed on her face. What was he up to? ”Ohhh no! You aren’t tricking me into eating that. Everyone says it’s bad for you… they say it hurts afterwards. I don’t trust you!” Kita said before crossing her arms, scrunching her face up and sticking her tongue out at him. But to her surprise, her father only laughed and picked up a piece of the fruit from the shell and put it in his mouth. ”Heeey! Save some for me!” Kita proceeded to whine as she reached out and took the other piece, immediately stuffing it into her mouth.
The moment the fruit’s sweetness hit her taste buds, Kita’s eyes widened. It was… actually quite good! What were the villagers even talking about? Kita began to chew, but slowly as she took in the complex flavors. She ate around the pit before spitting it back out into her hand, but by then her dad had spit the fruit out and thrown it under the tree. ”Hey! No fair! You tricked me!” Kita shouted with a frown as she softly punched her father in the leg. But even after consuming the fruit, she couldn't feel anything. Not even the slightest bit of unease. When she had calmed down, Kita looked up at her father. ”I don't feel anything... Why was I able to eat the fruit? And why did you spit it out? I’m confused… the villagers –“
”It’s your special bloodline, Kita. I knew you were special when we had to put your chakra into that necklace... you are just like many of the great shinobi of this village who can eat the fruit without suffering from the negative effects.. isn't that great?” The man said with a chuckle. He handed her the rest of the durian. ”I’ll leave you to it, kiddo. Your mother said she wanted me home ASAP to help her with dinner. Don’t be late!” He said before poking the girl on the nose and disappearing in a puff of smoke.
”W..wait!” But before she could ask him for the knife, the man had already disappeared. She hastily finished the rest of the durian before looking aroudn the tree. What was she going to do now? For one, she couldn’t reach a fruit even if she jumped, and on top of that she didn’t have anything to break the thing open with. Pouting, Kita walked to the trunk of the tree and sat on the ground with her back against it. ”Hmm….”, Kita looked around the tree, taking a quick survey before picking up a few of the empty shells.
The girl then located the lowest hanging fruit on the tree and proceeded to throw the shells at it, hoping to knock it down.
At the top of the hill, Kita found herself gazing in awe at the massive tree before her. Though she had heard many stories of it, this was the first time Kita actually made her way to the top and looked at the thing first-hand. It was a spectacle to say the least, bearing strange, spiky red-colored durian fruits. It was a widely known fact that these fruits were delicious, but left a terribly painful after-effect. When her father reached the top, the man grinned, standing by his daughter as he put his hand on her head. Standing side-by-side with her father, the top of Kita’s head would only just reach the bottom of the man’s ribcage. Kita was short – much shorter than most of the children in her village, and it was for this that the girl was always teased while in the Academy. Even the villagers often had something to say about her height, along the lines of “How could a girl that small ever become a kunoichi?” “She’d only be good at hiding, that’s for sure.”
Kita turned towards her father, looking up at him as she spoke. “Oto-san, why are we here? It’s just a tree... and the villagers say the fruits are bad for you or something.” She said, curious as to her father’s intentions. It wasn’t often that Kita went out with her father as Kita would be busy with her studies and her father would be busy at the shop, but every time they did he would take her somewhere new and show her something that she had never seen before. That was how their relationship was.
”The villagers are right, Kita-chan… but not entirely. Here..” The man reached for the closest fruit he could find, plucking it from the tree with extreme caution so as not to cause the other fruits to fall. He then proceeded to break it apart with a small knife he had brought along with him. ”The fruit is actually really delicious. Try some!” The man told her as he held the opened fruit out for her to taste.
Kita looked confused, and it showed on her face. What was he up to? ”Ohhh no! You aren’t tricking me into eating that. Everyone says it’s bad for you… they say it hurts afterwards. I don’t trust you!” Kita said before crossing her arms, scrunching her face up and sticking her tongue out at him. But to her surprise, her father only laughed and picked up a piece of the fruit from the shell and put it in his mouth. ”Heeey! Save some for me!” Kita proceeded to whine as she reached out and took the other piece, immediately stuffing it into her mouth.
The moment the fruit’s sweetness hit her taste buds, Kita’s eyes widened. It was… actually quite good! What were the villagers even talking about? Kita began to chew, but slowly as she took in the complex flavors. She ate around the pit before spitting it back out into her hand, but by then her dad had spit the fruit out and thrown it under the tree. ”Hey! No fair! You tricked me!” Kita shouted with a frown as she softly punched her father in the leg. But even after consuming the fruit, she couldn't feel anything. Not even the slightest bit of unease. When she had calmed down, Kita looked up at her father. ”I don't feel anything... Why was I able to eat the fruit? And why did you spit it out? I’m confused… the villagers –“
”It’s your special bloodline, Kita. I knew you were special when we had to put your chakra into that necklace... you are just like many of the great shinobi of this village who can eat the fruit without suffering from the negative effects.. isn't that great?” The man said with a chuckle. He handed her the rest of the durian. ”I’ll leave you to it, kiddo. Your mother said she wanted me home ASAP to help her with dinner. Don’t be late!” He said before poking the girl on the nose and disappearing in a puff of smoke.
”W..wait!” But before she could ask him for the knife, the man had already disappeared. She hastily finished the rest of the durian before looking aroudn the tree. What was she going to do now? For one, she couldn’t reach a fruit even if she jumped, and on top of that she didn’t have anything to break the thing open with. Pouting, Kita walked to the trunk of the tree and sat on the ground with her back against it. ”Hmm….”, Kita looked around the tree, taking a quick survey before picking up a few of the empty shells.
The girl then located the lowest hanging fruit on the tree and proceeded to throw the shells at it, hoping to knock it down.
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