Fun and Games(Closed)

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Kana watched the events unfolding in front of him as if in a dream daze. The four lovely furies proceeded to make Setsuna disappear from the face of the earth. As expected from a Hinamori, the level of the jutsu used was exceptional and for a brief second, Kana was like one of his small kids watching a fine display of shinobi skill. That second passed however, when things started to get heated, literally. Despite being a medical ninja, Kana was not very adept at identifying a Genjustu, perhaps something he should become better at doing, and when he saw the blistering fireball coming down on Setsuna’s head, he all but gasped. Thankfully, the other Genin was not as gullible, perhaps because of his enhanced eyesight, and was able to see through the deception. The brief exchange that followed was almost too much for Kana to follow, another example of his lack of experience in heated battles.

The well dressed Genin received a few well placed hits but responded in kind. The bronzed medic was able to see the transmutation jutsu once again and was able to absorb the fact that the tiger form enhanced speed and strength. It was enough to get him out of the clutches, literally, of a dozen hungry arms bent on the other’s death. However, Kana did not get ready for action until the other actually morphed his hands into claws and attacked the sisters. The medic was in now way a macho, nor did he think the Hinamori girls could not fight back, but for some reason he was ready to spring to their defense more than he was to spring to Setsuna’s. Perhaps it was because he would not want their beauty to be marred by tiger claws. This situation made him feel a bit embarrassed. To think of aiding the attackers rather than the poor Genin.

It was at that time that the medic noticed Toshiro trying to get his attention. Combat hand signs were basic and he and Toshiro had been partners in enough missions for Kana to know what the other wanted. Apparently, he was to extract Setsuna. How that would be possible given the number and skill of the fatal femes was something to wonder. Kana could see no other alternative than to replace his own body with that of Setsuna’s and hopefully his Underground Guardian Spikes would help him from physical damage. That was not necessary however as Toshiro employed henge yet again. It was now clear to Kana how the whole mess had started. It would be fair to say that the medic felt a little bit of irritation towards the white haired shinobi, but he also knew that such pranks were in the other’s blood. So the situation was forgive, at least by Kana who knew what Setsuna was thinking.

All the Hinamori proceeded to disappear around the corner, Kana turned to Setsuna. “Your nose seems to be bleeding but not broken.” The medic handed the well dressed Genin small gauze he kept in his pocked just in case. “I will go and look after the kids. I am sure, or hope, that Toshiro will be fine. I hate to say it but he deserves what he gets. I am sure his sisters will stop at the brink of his death. You should go home and change your clothes; it would not do to have people see you walking around with a bloody shirt. If you will excuse me.” With that, Kana looked once more in the direction of the disappearing dust cloud and sighed while shaking his head. He hoped that Toshiro would not be too broken. If he was, Kana would just have to heal him. He made a mental note to double check the Intensive care beds for his partner when he got back to the hospital just in case. The medic headed towards the group of small kids. He sighed once more, so much for fun and games.

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Setsuna watched silently as the impersonator of him showed up talking of how he took pictures of the four women that were attacking him and he snorted his eyes slitted and never leaving any of them. then he watched as the girls bowed to him and apologized and he just waved them off with a growl feeling very annoyed and wanted to leave. after a few moments he noticed he was suddenly replaced with someone else and Setsuna watched as Kana approached and he went on guard. as he hesitantly took the gauze from him and removed his dress shirt to leave himself in his training clothes he looked at Kana and listened to his comment"Whatever happens to Toshiro I hope is painful he could have ended up getting me or those girls killed" he snarled to himself as he looked at Kana."I'll leave the little hellraisers to you I need to get out of here before I kill something" he muttered darkly as he jumped and dug his claws into the wall before kicking off and started to run on the roof tops to get home.

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Looking over his shoulder for the tenth time to make sure he hadn’t acquired a tail, Toshiro dropped from one of the trees back onto the academy grounds a only ten minutes or so after Kana had returned. Fortunately for his vanishing chakra reserves, Toshiro had only needed to make a simple Bushin to get away when a handy open manhole had made it's presence known. A smoke bomb had provided sufficient cover in the nearly empty streets for the genin to drop down the hole a ways then anchor himself to the walls by pressing in opposite directions with his hands and feet. There he had waited until he was sure his siblings had passed the area in pursuit of the clone that would dodge down some alley and disperse before popped back up and darted towards the academy once he was sure none of his sisters had doubled back. All without getting any more roughed up than a dash through the streets did on other occasions: the only casualties had been his pride and both his long blades that had been snapped when he had blocked a particularly nasty puppet attack that had simply proven too much for even lacquered leather and tempered steel to fully stop. That sacrifice had brought him sufficient time to duck, saving his henge and thus his near-exhausted chakra supply.

If nothing else came of out this mess the white-haired genin had learned three things himself. First, avoid spars (and anything that required remaining in control while injured) with whatever the heck sort of clan Setsuna was in - they were simply too animalistic if a relatively minor injury (as bloody noses were normal for full-contact spars in Toshiro‘s opinion) could set them off that badly. Second, he would have at least several weeks of peace once his sisters figured out that Toshiro had struck back as they would lie low (either to let him cool down or for their own plans). Last, he really needed to find a less-draining clone that could still interact with things - water clones were useful and effective but took too much out of him to keep using like this.

Regardless of the current situation, Toshiro still had responsibilities on these grounds that needed to be taken care of . The whole mess had taken less than 30 minutes from setup to execution and even with the unexpected outcome there were still two more groups who would need their shot at the clones plus the rest of the day to go before he could escape this hell. No doubt his fellow genin would be there as well to chew him out for being so reckless, but that was the least of his worries. If there was one thing the academy did teach well it was how to listen through someone’s rant then look them in the eye and say “and your point is?” No his bigger worry was what the heck he was going to do if this “mission” continued beyond today. Hopefully it would be over with tonight and he could focus on what he did best instead of trying to teach - something Toshiro had never tried and was finding he didn’t like very much. Otherwise, pride be damned, he was going to find some way to transfer to some other duty. He did not care for or deal with younger kids very well (one too many babysitting D-ranks had taught him that), and this day had made it clear that the “learn by humiliation or pain” methods he had been copying were going to run him out of “teammates” if he kept using them.

In the time it had taken him to run through all that, Toshiro had walked to the classroom where all four of his water clones (the three surviving originals plus the one he had made on the roof that had followed Toshiro) were busy with the final cleaning. Now to do things the “proper” way - even if it wasn’t nearly as instructive or effective, Toshiro knew he had had his “fun” so he would have to play the others “games”.
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Subject: Re: Fun and Games(Closed) Fri 13 Apr 2012, 1:48 am

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