Ninjutsu 101 - No, that's not how you use a fireball!

[Ginyama Senshiro]

Wiping his tears off on his sleeve, Shin slowly stood up, fixated on the throbbing blob. As he stared at it, a sly grin crossed his lips.

So . . . water, but it's different . . . like a heart almost.

He glanced around him, making sure nobody had brought out the torches and pitchforks, but to his surprise, the other students and Shinrya-sensei went about their business. Returning his attention to the mush, he squeezed it tightly. As he did, the throbbing became stronger and faster, and his grin became more maniacal. He squeezed it harder, the pulse of the paper exciting his own. Finally after a few seconds, every muscle in his body twitched then relaxed.

Looking at the paper one last time, Shin dropped it to the ground and stopped its rhythmic pulse.

A jutsu . . . I wonder if I can mold my chakra with zodiac signs?

His hands began to contort and combine with each other to make twelve different forms. He repeated this over and over again, his euphoria from before causing his chakra to rush through his body.

When he thought he had reached his limit, he stopped the loop of signs and held his palms towards the air. A thin jet of blood erupted from each of his wrists and surged through the air. As the jutsu ended, however, the wounds did not heal.

"Cool . . . " he muttered before fainting in a pool of his own blood.

It's gonna take some practice to get used to that . . . I hope I don't fail the class because of that.

 

[Ryu Hime]

So the teacher was of the Uchiha bloodline or had an implant. Either way she her that people with such eye may be capable of seeing chakra. She had to wonder just what her expression would be if looked at Tibbers with her Sharingan active. It is not every day you see demonic chakra floating around in a stuffed animal.

The teacher then requests them to preform jutsus in the element they showed through the chakra paper, which for case Anii that means metal. Seeing the steel tiger beneath her it looks like Anii beaten the teacher to the punch because she already did that. Anii is currently sitting on a metal jutsu. Byako was her master piece that she has put in a lot of effort to perfect. Anii slides off Byako’s back and rubs his head; hear finger glides through the thin wispy wires that simulate his coat of fur. Byako purrs like a big house-cat. Anii finds creation jutsus fascinating because unlike puppets they move on their own accord. They are alive. She grabs another piece of chakra paper with her chakra strings. However, she was more careful this time. She has the paper fall to the floor and while on the ground it moved in an almost serpentine path. Byako grouches low to the ground and kept a close on the little piece of paper. He stays very still as the paper comes closer to him. When it got close enough, a paw strikes out with lightning speed however the paper was too quick and avoided his attack.

As Anii plays with her pet, she had questions about the paper. What if a person’s affinity was not an element? There are plenty of non-elemental ninjutsus. Would it not be possible for someone to have an affinity for casting such jutsus? “What is a person channeled there chakra into the paper and it didn’t react. Would that mean they do not have an elemental affinity yet or would it mean there affinity is non-elemental?”

[MFT]

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

The teacher made the redundant point of restating Tensai's element, to which he'd only nod slightly. Toru split his paper in two before asking about Tensai's presence, something the white-haired boy let the teacher answer. It was shortly after this and Shashu's electrical revelation that the girl finally took notice of him. She wasted no time on heading over to show him what she got, as if he hadn't noticed. "It doesn't surprise me, Shashu..." Was all he said in response to her affinity. His temperament was hard to put down, and their closeness difficult to gauge as he used no special suffix or cute honorific.

The teacher would begin talking about how she knew where he was the whole time, and turning his attention in her direction he'd witness her following actions. As the contacts were removed, he'd see eyes as red as his own currently were, but the pupils had spread into a unique design. "So that's the Sharingan..." He noted as the woman caused her own sheet of paper to burst into flames. He'd store the background information about the Sharingan, even if he found the bit about implanting them a little strange. The very idea of having eyes in his skull that didn't belong to him didn't sit with the young man well at all. The Sharingan wasn't a gift he was blessed with, and in some way perhaps it was just meant to be so.

The class was soon started up, and while she replaced her contacts told them to perform some techniques. The one known as Shin was the first to take her up on that offer, and without a word Tensai simply observed. He could tell that Shin was very new to it all by the number of times he had to do the signs over. It was just as likely that someone who hadn't even bothered to learn the basics would be lucky enough to receive an advanced element. Suddenly, blood shot forth from his wrists and the young man was out cold. Standing there apparently unconcerned with the whole ordeal, Tensai would release a small sigh, as the child's body hit the floor.

While the nameless girl with the snobbish attitude began to demonstrate her own prowess, the hooded young man had another focus. His hands clasped together to form one seal after another almost effortlessly, and when he finished his hands glowed a soft sea-green color. Kneeling down next to Shin, he'd start healing the unconscious boy's wrists with Mystical Hand. It was a low level medical technique, one that Tensai himself had only begun working on mastering a few days earlier. It was thanks for that particular technique, that one of his legs didn't suffer much damage from a wolf's bite a couple days. When the wounds were fully closed, Anii would be asking something about the papers and how what if they didn't react to one person or another for some reason.

It was an interesting question, but as far as he knew every person naturally had one element or another. It was an expression of their essence, their life force, as his Granduncle had taught him. Still, with large stuffed animals walking around and other strange occurrences as of late, it wouldn't have bothered him to find such a situation. Without moving from his current location, he'd begin running through the zodiac signs once again in some sequence. Droplets of water began to be drawn from the hydrogen and oxygen in the air, stealing the moisture. When he finished he'd point his right hand forward, held out like a gun. With next to no warning, the floating droplets swarmed to his fingertips before swirling into an orb and firing off. The ball of water shot through the air with whistling speed, and splattered against a wall on the other side of the room. The area of impact was marked by splintering cracks from the concussive force of his attack.

Letting his hand fall limp at his side, he'd let that be it. It occurred to him to perform a little more, drop a technique of each element or something...However; in the end it became doubtful that it would serve any purpose other than making him look like a showoff.

 

[Oginu Toru]

Confirmation to his latest inquiry had been displayed shortly after Shashu's interesting display of chakra. Her nature was clearly lightning, but the golden crackles of static energy that shot up from the floor in tandem with its arachnid like design printed upon her paper left more to be desired. His reaction to the silver-eyed kunoichi's acknowledgement of the darkly garbed figure welcomed an excretion of relief to pass his lips but simultaneously increased the mystery surrounding the standoff-ish contemporary. She seemed to know him as Shashu rushed over with comfortable familiarity and called him casually by name. "Tensai eh." He noted in thought as Kitsune entered a second round of verbal validation towards each of her pupils actions.

What pulled his attention away from the curiosities he maintained about the seemingly known and ironically inconspicuous boy was Kitsune's personal demonstrations. Grabbing an initial piece of paper she ignited it into flames, clearly showing her natural affinity for fire. Then noticeably her irises, which were no longer an apparent purple hue as justified from her contacts, were now a deep red color along with an odd depiction of a black three yin wheel surrounding her pupils. "What is up with Kitsune's eyes?" He inquired to himself as he peered at the elder kunoichi with his mouth ajar in supreme focus. Her eyes no sooner transforming themselve again into a much more ornate set of alignments before bursting her second paper into a violent mass of black flames.

"Regular fire and black fire?" Kitsune had explained that the phenomenon of the black flames stemmed from some type of ability relating to her strange looking eyes, apparently something only ones called Uchiha could truly attain. He had never heard of a clan by that name before, but apparently there were others who could imitate their gifts with some levels of alternate success. A stream of warm moisture rolled down from the side of his mouth nudging him free from his heavy gaze. Quickly wiping the drool with the inside of his sleeve his attentiveness turned towards their next task of performing a jutsu from their indicated element. The gothic girl not bothering with the new task as she had already beaten Kitsune's cirriculum to the punch. Instead, inquiring about a possibility of chakra affinity with which he had as much knowledge about as she did, though he doubted someone simply did not posses a specific identity to their own chakra.

Quickly digressing back towards his new assignment, he was lucky enough to have had prior training that at least covered the ins and outs of handseals from their stark memorization to their specific combinations towards the needed outcomes. Shin, on the other hand, did not seem to be as fortunate as his rough array of random seals forced together caused him serious injury. He had expected for Kitsune to jump in right away with her previously explained profession in medical ninjutsu, but the most unlikely of the bunch had swung into action and healed the feral boys wrists with a strange stream of green spherical chakra. As if that werent enough he also performed a perfect row of hand seals that commanded droplets of water from thin air to attract to his outstretched index finger and fire fiercly from its tip as a condensed ball that left a rather hefty indent on the wall across the room.

Brimming with seeds of unwarranted jealousy and competition the amber eyed Oginu would furrow his brow in determination as he ran through a set of relevant seals in an attempt to recreate the same feat Tensai had just displayed, albeit with his own element. Never having used or even known about his wind affinity until only moments ago, he felt a natural synchronization with the element, able to accurately affix each compounding seal towards his desired result. Taking his right index finger backed with its corresponding thumb in the same gun-like motion as Tensai he snapped his arm across his body with aim held towards the same wall across the room. An invisible crescent of wind following immediately behind and cutting into the wall just adjacent to Tensai's mark of destruction. To his dismay the overall area of his damage did not quite measure up to his mysterious classmates, though it did seem to score much deeper into the wall with a cutting quality that he hadn't accounted for.

[MFT]

 

[Tsuirakuya Shashu]

Shashu sighed at Tensai. "Spoilsport." Tensai was like that alot though, rarely reacting overmuch to anything. It was one of the things she liked about him: nothing ever bothered him. He flowed evenly around anything that crossed his path, analyzing, reacting, then returning to his normal state, reavealing nothing. She wasn't surprised at all that his element was water. It suited him well.

As for the other students, well, they were a good sight more revealing. Shin clutched his bloody paper, then attempted a series of handsigns that didn't form anything like any jutsu she knew of. It was almost like he was just doing them randomly to see what would happen. Sure enough, after a final series of seals he spouted bloody jets from his wrists...and promptly passed out. Well. I didn't expect that to happen. Before she could lend a hand however, Tensai used a healing jutsu to alleviate some of the blood loss from the boy's technique.

Anii, on the other hand, did the complete opposite: nothing. Little Miss Lethal? Heh. Little Miss Snooty is more like it. Without saying a word she hopped off her metal tiger and started playing with it, before finally deigning to open her mouth in order to ask a question. Well, it was a good question, Shashu had to admit. It would be pretty interesting to have an affinity with not having an affinity.

Lastly, Toru eyed Anii's Byakko and the dent in the wall Tensai made with a little jealousy. It wasn't much, but Shashu noticed it. Oho..someone doesn't like being left behind... With a determined scowl he belted out a series of seals, then sent a blade of wind slashing at the wall next to Tensai's mark. While not as noticable as Tensai's, it cut quite a bit deeper into the wood.Hmmm...not bad. Though, if he wants to have a contest, two can play that game!

Shashu hopped back, then dashed straight towards the wall. As she did, she quickly formed the seals for the Thunderfist jutsu, gathering the energy in her right fist. Then, just before she reached the wall she jumped up and cocked her fist back behind her head and delivered a furious haymaker right between the marks made my the other two students with a loud "HAIIYAH!". The force of the blow coupled with the volatile lightning chakra shattered the wood, splintering it around her fist and causing cracks to spiderweb out for the center. Stepping back with her hands on her hips she admired her handiwork, nodding approvingly. She twisted around to look back over her shoulder towards the two she had been tentatively competing against. "So, what do you think? Lightning is pretty good, yeah?" She couldn't help but grin. Let's see how you like that!

 

[Ryu Hime]

It looks like everyone was showing off, well expect for the kid that passed out. Fine if they wanted to display how much damage, what reason would Anii sit out of this competition? Anii uses the most powerful jutsu she knew and casts an advance combination transformation with her steel golem. Byako seemed to be absorbed into Anii’s hand and her shin turned to metal. She grows cat ears and a cat tail, both with stripes. She was no longer a goth girl; now she was a goth cat-girl. She walks to the other side of the room for that other wall was damaged enough. She then punches the wall with a golem crush. While Shashu was able to crack splitters into the frame, Anii completely shattered the wooden panel and dented the concrete beneath. “Lightning is pretty nice, but I prefer metal myself.”

[ooc: sorry for going twice in a round, but Anii is not going to sit back and watch this. Gaah I hate when my message box fills.]

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

"Vortex"
Megadeth
(Instrumental)​

It wasn't hard to notice Toru, and the look he was sending Tensai's way made the white-haired boy's eyes narrow marginally. He could feel tension growing in the air as his brown-haired classmate begin to proceed. The sheer focus and seriousness being show on his face as he mimicked Tensai's actions were defiant. "Is he mocking me?" Were the thoughts that crossed his mind as he watched a familiar gun gesture fire off a bladed gust of wind. It enough to cause the Hashashin's fingers on his right hand to twitch slightly, but only for a fraction of a second.

The imitated gesture had produced something considerably weaker, but dangerous nonetheless...Something cutting, that would cause bleeding and rip through flesh with ease. It was a stark contrast to the concussive force of Tensai's water shot. Suddenly, his right palm was turned upwards and the same effect earlier that caused water to manifest out of nothingness reoccurred. The gathering of molecules and droplets was slower, in graven and subtle manner that would likely go unnoticed for a while. In that time, Shashu had already charged up her technique and was already halfway to her target.

The tall girl released her battle cry and swung her first into the wood-covered walls, causing splinters to break off into the air. The wood began to crack and extend around her fist at the point of impact, in formed web patterns. All of this however; was only scarcely noticed through the peripheral of Tensai who's gaze remained lingers upon Toru's countenance. "What the Hell did I ever do to him? I don't even know that idiot...I'm getting sick of people screwing with me." At this time, Anii had been performing her transformation into a feline hybrid laced with steel. This little girl's blow rocked the foundation of the auditorium, causing all to feel a slight tremor as she shattered the wooden panel and dented the concrete in the wake of her strength. "Like I don't have to withstand this arrogant little brat's presence." Were his thoughts towards Anii at this point.

Suddenly the droplets of water in the air multiplied by tens and twenties before a swirling torrent of water around the boy's arm. The water would spiral up his arm in a serpentine fashion before snaking its way around his shoulder, all while Tensai's arm remained limp. The animated force of nature would blast forward and toward's Toru like a giant liquid fang. The attack went through the air at a violent speed, quickly passive just beside Toru's head and digging into the wall on the other side of the auditorium behind them. The resulting destruction tore through the wooden layer and dug deep into the concrete, tearing out chunks. Tensai's eyes were still red, but the coloration had become an iridescent scarlet. His expression was almost exactly the same, but the tension on his face was visible with the slight furrowing of his brows, along with a slightly creased nose.

Exhaling slowly, he took a few patient deep breaths before sound finally came out. "Don't...Mock me." After his statement, he could be seen visibly gritting his teeth as more droplets began to form. Suddenly, his pupils shifted to Shin, then Shashu, then, Anii, and finally Kitsune. They'd soften almost immediately, after the last. The beads of water that floated around him dissipated like a quickly fading mist. "Fuck it.." Swore the small teenager, before turning away from the group and shoving his hands into his pockets. He calmly, but briskly walked to the exit and kicked the door open, just a little roughly but nothing absurd. He walked right out into the halls, and within a matter of moments he'd be off the school premises. He had simply had it.

[Topic Left]

 

[Ginyama Senshiro]

[ooc: My apologies Kitsune, but Shin won't sit idly by while this transgresses]

"Ugh . . ." Shin groaned as he finally regained consciousness. "How long was I out for?" He then looked about the room, seeing the destruction caused by the other students and their own jutsu. Wood slivers and concrete chunks covered a good portion of the blood-stained floor, and the acoustics in the room were weakened by the gaping holes left in the walls.

His eyes wide and his jaw agape with horror, he looked to Shinrya-sensei, wondering what her thoughts were on this wanton destruction. But before he could ask her what had transpired, the abrupt sound of someone kicking a door open caught his attention. He turned towards the sound to see the boy Shashu called Tensai leave.

The hell does he think he's doing!?

Without hesitation or forethought, Shin charged towards Tensai on his feet and knuckles, rage substituting his fear for the time being. But as he neared his co-ed, he almost instantaneously shifted so that Tensai was now between Shin and the double doors, a chunk of bloody concrete in his former location (Body Switch [Rank 1]). He then performed a short string of random handseals and fired a concussive ball of blood towards the boy in hopes of forcing him back into the classroom (Water Gun [Rank 1]).

"What's your problem!?"

[Tensai Stopped from Leaving]

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

[Final post this round, as per permission granted by Kitsune.]

The familiar sounds of soles and knuckles tapping against the floor in rapid succession caused Tensai's movement to slow. By the time Shin closed in on his position and replaced himself with a slap of sanguine-soaked concrete, a reaction was ready. There was no surprise or panic as if looking for his classmate, merely the darting about of pupils as they neatly picked apart everything. Just as he found the one he was looking for, he saw the final hand seal lock in before a ball of blood formed and was launched Tensai's way.

Two-stepping to the side, the sphere passed by him with less than an inch to spare and splashed onto a nearby wall. He'd keep moving, walking backwards and from side to side with his hands still in his pockets. "...I should have let you bleed to death." Cruel words leaving lips that curved themselves into a soft grin. "The last I checked, I could go home when I want to...Unless the Academy became a prison while I slept last night." The most he'd said during the entire class, and yet it would perhaps seem entirely inappropriate. His right hand withdrew from his pocket, crackling with bolts of lightning as he aimed at Shin. "I'd tell you to leave me alone, but I have the feeling comprehension skills aren't your forte." Suddenly, from his hand, a blast of lightning shot forward. The blast would light up the room, and if missed, would leave a scorched surface in the wake of its touch.

Suddenly, he body appeared to flicker for a moment. There was a sudden spike in his energy levels, to those capable of sensing such a thing, and the next time he reappeared he was standing in front of Shin with his fist already cocked and half-way thrown. This was the beginning of a rapid assault, in which Tensai would attempt to unleash several brutal attacks involving elbows, knees, and even a headbutt if room allowed.

The passive demeanor remained, but it was becoming clearer by the second that Tensai wasn't fooling around.

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune watched the two numbskulls fly at each other and sighed while shaking her head Sometimes I wonder why I even bother training these youngsters. They clearly don’t respect the power they possess. she thought to herself before she cracked her neck and fingers. Upon doing that she invoked the power of imposing presence, seeming to grow in size as the room grew darker. ”SIT! Down.” she bellowed at the two fighting students. Unfortunately the white haired kid didn’t listen, and charged up for a rapid assault at Shin. Kitsune grumbled in annoyance at having her lecture interrupted by this petty bickering.

”If you won’t listen, you’ll have to feel” Kitsune said in a low tone before warping between the two, stopping Tensai with ease, staring him right into the eyes, subduing him with a well placed Tsukiyomi to prevent any shenanigans from him, putting him over her knee and giving him an old fashioned spanking, essentially making sure that he wouldn’t be able to sit down for a while, and then repeating the treatment but on Shin. ”You might be used to going home whenever you wanted to. However, this is my classroom, and in here I make the rules. When you entered, you accepted an entire lesson, and by Raiden that’s what you’ll get.” she said to Tensai before planting his ass on a chair, and then doing the same with Shin.

She wasn’t a big fan of having her authority questioned, even if it wasn’t verbally. Nor was she a fan of having a greenhorned youngling tell her how the academy worked. ”As we have all seen, you’re all quite capable of performing ninjutsus. Which is kinda the point of this class. However, as we’ve also noticed, you’re expending way too much chakra on said jutsus. Who in here can tell me what chakra is, and how it works?” she asked her class as if the previous events never even happened.

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

[Considering that it's within my power to rebuke certain God-Modded plays, I'll do so to a minor extent here. I'm well aware if Kitsune wanted she could chase him down the whole class, but if that's what she wants then she'll have to actually do it. You're faster, stronger, more powerful, and all that. However; I can still avoid something like that.]

Shin was going to get it. In his focused aggression, Tensai was unable to hear a single word being spoken by his teacher. He was more interested in pounding Shin's face into the floor and finding out which was more dense, it or Shin's skull. He was suddenly stopped by the teacher as she grabbed him, and as he felt the woman attempting to pull him over her knee he would vanish in a cloud of mist. He wasn't about to sit there and take such treatment if he didn't absolutely have to. Toru had been the one to mimic him, Shin attacked him, and Anii was simply annoying to be around. So, where did he vanish to?

He knew that the teacher would be able to find him anywhere he went, and so he didn't put a whole lot of effort into his escape. High above, sitting on one of the steel beams that held the place together, he let his feet dangle. In response to his teacher's statements, which found their way back to him through the recesses of his subconscious, stored within only mere moments before, he scoffed. "Great, if I knew joining classes automatically turned the teachers into Gods I'd never have bothered to show up." Now, like Anii, his attitude was rising. "If I don't want to be here then I'm of no use to you or anyone else, and if I must stay then I'm not doing anything."

"Go ahead and kick my ass if you want to, but it's not going to make a difference." Well aware that the woman could more likely than not murder him in the blink of an eye and without little effort, Tensai wasn't terribly worried...After all, without his family, he was finding it very hard to come up with reasons to care about anything anymore. If he were to die right then and there, he wouldn't have been able to feel the fear and anxiety...Only a dull realization of his situation before it would slip. He fully expected to be assaulted once more, this time by the teacher, but still he only kicked his feet up on the beams. Leaning back, he would pull the hood over his face a bit more and appear to be taking a nap. Kitsune, with her powerful eyes, would notice the energy emanating from his form and know that he was fully prepared for another quick move, whatever it might have been. This was the end of his active and willing participation within the class, even if he had to linger until it was all over. If his mother could see him now she'd likely be furious, but then again she was the only one he'd allow to hit him in the first place....Quiet, and solemn, usually, but far from being fearful of anyone or anything. Death included.

 

[Ryu Hime]

Students she hated them so. They had no respect for the chain of command. Some of them even gave Anii such rude looks. She was sure some of them looked down at her even though she out ranks them. Anii was tempted to teach a class herself to make them understand that insubordination will not be tolerated. However her thought process was interrupted by Tibbers answer to the teacher’s question. “It is a mixture of one’s physical and spiritual energy. However chakra is not necessarily required in order to cast a ninjutsu. Back when I had my body I use natural energy which I pulled out of the environment itself. I have heard of other people casting barriers, blades and even genjutsu by using nothing but pure spiritual energy with the use of ones emotions.” That was only a couple alternative sources of energy. There is most likely even more.

 

[Ginyama Senshiro]

[Shin vs Tensai - It Has to Be This Way]

Shin dropped his guard when Tensai suggested he had been the one to heal his wounds, not Shinrya-sensei.

"Wha--?" he uttered just as a blast of lightning plowed into him. "Ugh!" he groaned as he fell to one knee, his suit now charred from the electrical shock. As Tensai flickered behind him, his eyes widened with pure adrenaline. But before the first punch of the assault could be thrown, their instructor had managed to stop him momentarily before he vanished in a cloud of mist and returned inside the classroom on top of a steel beam high above the other students, giving a few more parting remarks.

And thus Shin had enough and snapped. Escaping Shinrya-sensei and racing into the room, he glared at Tensai high above him.

"STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE AND GET OVER YOURSELF!" Shin shouted up towards the beams, his voice echoing slightly. Unfortunately it was probably only his words that could have reached that far. "You aren't any better than the rest of us! We are here to become the best we can be for our village! We aren't here to prove that what we are now is good enough!"

 

[Morishige]

I have decided to not involve Kido and Kio in this thread, good luck Kitsune!

Ciao~

 

[Tsuirakuya Shashu]

Shashu looked on, viewing the situation with increasing unease. Well...this has gotten out of hand. I just wanted to play along, not...this. At first it had been just a simple competition, less than that even. Just a showcasing of skills, really, to show what they could do and what their elements were. Then, out of nowhere, Tensai up and attacked Toru with a spike of water that thankfully didn't hit him. Though knowing Tensai that was intentional, meant to prove a point rather than injury. The room went silent, as Tensai spoke into the oppressive absence of sound. "Dont...Mock me." Were the only words he spoke as he looked around the room from person to person, teeth clenched. After a moment he loosened up, his eyes shifting from a hard-eyed glare to the uninterested, casual examination of his surroundings that Shashu had come to expect from Tensai. "Fuck it..." He swore, before heading to the door and booting it open. Whatever it was that had sparked off his actions, he apparently wanted nothing more to do with it.

Before he could exit however, Shin suddenly appeared between him and the door, a bloody chunk of concrete marking his previous position. Tensai's healing had allowed him to come to alot sooner than he would have otherwise, soon enough that he witnessed some of what transpired. He in turn, made to stop Tensai, throwing a blood-red gob of water at him in an attempt to knock him back into the room. "What's your problem!?" He spoke as Tensai easily side-stepped the rushed technique. "...I should have let you bleed to death." Cold words, but those too were something Shashu had come to expect. The cruel grin was new though...and it alone meant to Shashu that there was more to this situation than there should have been. "The last I checked, I could go home when I want to...Unless the Academy became a prison while I slept last night." He paused, lifting a hand crackling with energy before him. "I'd tell you to leave me alone, but I have the feeling comprehension skills aren't your forte."

"SIT! Down." Kitsune bellowed as Tensai fired off a bolt of lighting into Shin and moved to follow up with a melee assault. Kitsune chose that moment to intervene, utilizing her Mangekyo-granted powers to warp them to her in attempt to administer an old-fashioned punishment. She laid her hands on the both of them, but neither was having any of it. Tensai suddenly disappeared completely, a shroud of mist falling from where he had been, and reappeared sitting upon the rafters, immediately following up with a statement to counter Kitsune's as she spoke it, her's having to do with her authority to dictate the rules and his with his complete disregard for what she had to say. He obviously did not care for heavy-handed punishment, whether he deserved it or not.

Kitsune turned her attention away from Tensai and back to the class, apparently wishing to get on with the lesson. Anii looked to feel the same, watching the proceedings with a disgusted eye as her bear answered the teacher's question. While this transpired Shin wriggled his way free from Kitsune as well, though he took this opportunity to immediately confront Tensai once more, proclaiming his anger at Tensai at the top of his lungs. About this time Shashu, who had been growing increasingly agitated throughout the ordeal, stepped forward. Her hands were clenched at her sides and eyes screwed shut as she shouted at the top of her lungs:

ENOUGH!

She opened her eyes and walked over to stand in front if Kitsune, still breathing heavily from the adrenaline generated from her outburst. She looked her square in the eyes as she took a deep breath, then exhaled heavily. "It's pretty obvious that words aren't going to solve this, and forcing them to behave isn't going to make it any better either." As she spoke, Shashu calmed somewhat. She looked over her shoulder at the two, Tensai still atop the rafters and Shin still glaring at him from below, then turned back to the older shinobi. "If you stop them now there's going to be unfinished business between them, and they'll just finish it later, on their own, where you won't be there to make sure things don't go too far." Shashu paused and bowed to the waist. "Please. I think it would be best for everyone to let them settle it themselves, don't you?"

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

From his perch, Tensai continued to remain motionless with his hood's shadow obscuring his face. It would seem as though he was ignoring the entire world, and as Shin shouted at him it seemed like the words weren't reaching a thing. However; in the darkness his teeth clenched slightly at the statements. He knew that he didn't think of himself as better than anyone, and if anything viewed himself as overly inadequate...A boy with so much to catch up to, and so little time to do it. Socially inept, and less than comfortable in being in overly social environments for more than but a small amount of time. He didn't think he was good at all, and perhaps that's why he took things so seriously. Good was never good enough, and doing even less than that as he pushed himself more and more stirred his emotions a little.

Merely sucking his teeth lightly in response, it seemed that things weren't going to go any further, until Shashu stepped in. She screamed at the top or her lungs, an act that made Tensai's eyes open just a little before squinting as though nails were being dragged along a chalkboard. His pupils locked onto her frame as she moved before their teacher, and began to deliver an interesting proposal. He wouldn't add to it, in any way. His expression remained the same, except for a slight frown...Realizing that to some extent, he was now involving others, Shashu specifically. In the end, he only wanted to go home, and do away with the structural format of the academy and its rules...However; it wasn't as if he was going to back away from Shin if the boy showed interest in fighting. "I don't care about him, I just want to leave..." His voice lazily slipped out. "But if that's what he wants then I'm not running."

 

[Oginu Toru]

"Gah..." He uttered in a tone of deflated expectation. His attack, though by the mechanics felt quite immaculate, did not prove to impress himself or surely anyone else around. It may have dug deep into the wall but he was striving preferably for a much more blunt based trauma, something that could be seen and acknowledged for the purpose of his actions. Despite his lack of satisfaction, the personal contest he decided to take up against Tensai seemed to ignite the flares of sportsmanship in their two kunoichi classmates. Shashu up and simply punching through the wall itself with a fist of lightning whilst the Tsuchimikado girl seemingly fused with her metal tiger and blew out the opposite support face in a weird neko-esque transformation. The metal ears and tail a nice convincing touch, though he got the feeling it was mostly for show and had very little, if anything, to do with the strength of her actual strike. But this of course was simply his assumption.

The left side of his body began to 'heat up' with the inexplicable sense of someone gazing through him with heavy intent. Out of his peripheral vision he caught the casual snaking motion of something riding up the length of Tensai's arm. By the time he had turned around he was immediately nose to nose with an aquatic fang-like projectile that moved at speeds that far surpassed anything of a student ranked technique. Eyes widened, he found himself frozen with a mixture of fear, surprise, and confusion while staring at Tensai as if he had literally transformed himself into a gruesome enemy. He claimed victim of being mocked, which really held no weight as he was never teased or expressed contempt. The pale adolescent did not succumb to anger or seek out revenge, but instead, watched his crimson eyed counterpart flaunt his personal insecurity by acting out and drawing attention.

Taking a deep breath the young Oginu about faced to follow the action while simultaneously plopping to the ground to execute an emotionally bothered Indian style sedentary posture. Leaning over slightly he pressed his cheek to his right fist and his elbow subsequently atop of his right crisscrossed thigh, watching curiously the display that was taking place. Shin jumping in to confront his savior with Kitsune scrambling to get a handle on their pointless scuffle was certainly worthy of a thespians muse. While Tensai and Shin exchanged choice words from perfectly ironic elevations that reflected the nature closest to their disagreement, he began to probe his curiousness. "Had he shot that second jutsu at the wall he would have beaten out me and Shashu's attempts hands down. Why would he forfeit an assured victory?" Competition was his only means of leveling the transpiring events to make sense in his competitively geared mind. The notion of one throwing away a win prior to revealing their inevitable means to succeed was something he simply could not fathom.

Jutting his amber eyes to the side his attention was abruptly caught by Shashu's desperate outcry for order. Her suggestion to let the rules go and have them physically settle their differences was far from the 'cookie cutter' spill he was expecting. The fact she eluded about this being a sort of controlled environment to do so with Kitsune present kept it from seeming outright harsh. Shaking his head he slowly made his way back to his feet, one hand clasping his waist side while the other rubbing the back of his head nonchalantly. "Tensai is clearly sensitive, leave him be. If he doesn't want to learn or compete then he's doing us all a favor by sidelining himself. I waited two hours for this class to start, not counting the half hour I fell asleep. I dunno about the rest of you but I'm ready to move on." He said as he slowly turned to Kitsune with an awkwardly scrunched expression. "Uh, what was the question again?"

[MFT]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Well now. Kitsune blinked at Shashu yelling out. She’s got quite the set of lungs, that one. she thought and smirked a bit to herself before sitting on the top of her desk, straightening her skirt a bit and folding her arms under her ample chest. ”Well. That’s not a bad idea actually. However, it’ll be on my conditions. Specifically that it happens here, and that it’ll stop when I say so.” she said and used her chakra abilities to clear away the tables and chairs. ”Anything goes, but it stays in this room. Leave the room and you forfeit the match. The match ends when either one of you would score a fatal hit, is knocked out, or when I say it’s over.” she continued and watched closely.

”Tensai. If you’d jump down from up there and take place at the end of the room. And Shin, if you’d take place at the other end, here in front of my desk.” she requested of the two kids, trying to make this somewhat fair from the beginning. Then, when Toru started speaking, Kitsune shook her head. ”Don’t worry Toru. It’ll still be educational for you. Seeing jutsus used in a fight should help you understand more about how they work, as well as how to avoid them. And if you absolutely want to, I can explain what’s going on while you watch, y’know. Like a fight commentator. Also, the question I asked before was what chakra is, and how it worked. Though Little Miss Lethal’s toy there has already answered.”

 

[Ginyama Senshiro]

Shashu's cry for an end to the skirmish left Shin speechless as he pondered why he had even cared to pursue Tensai in the first place. After all, he had been unconscious long enough for Tensai to have healed him and for the class to have decimated the room. There was little information for him to act upon, yet he still engaged the other student with haste.

I thought . . . I thought . . . what did I thought!?

Maybe it's in your nature to hate; to kill . . .

Maybe it's in my nature to hate; to kill . . . wait, what? NO! I am not a monster anymore!

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he looked at the rest of the class, then stared at the floor.

"I'm sorry for disrupting the class," he apologized with a solemn voice. "I . . . I had no idea what had happened when I came to . . . I was scared and acted out of fear."

He then looked up towards Tensai, hatred no longer evident in his expression.

"And I'm sorry Tensai for attacking you and insulting you." A weak smile crossed his lips for a second then faded away as he glanced to the side: even at such a young age, Shin knew that an honest apology after a heated battle took tact to deliver. "I had no reason to do so."

He next turned towards Shinrya-sensei.

"I do not want to fight him anymore . . . at least not out of fear and anger. But I owe it to you and the rest of the class to make up for lost time."

He finally looked up at Tensai again, this time an eager grin across his features.

"So what do ya say? Wanna give them a show?"

 

[Hashashin Tensai]

From his shadowy perch above the rest, he continued to feign disinterest and perhaps even sleep. Toru's words made sense, although the part about the ashen-haired youth being sensitive didn't settle well. After all, in his mind, putting up with Anii's annoying presence was more than enough to deal with for an entire class, but Toru in his opinion had went out of his way to imitate and mock him. In a way, it was very reasonable to assume that things would have never reached this point had Toru's competitive nature not gotten the better of him, but then again...Competition is what the average person thrived on, and being challenged was usually seen as amusing or exciting. To Tensai, the very idea of wasting his time competing with someone else seemed lackluster and pointless.

He didn't care about the opinions of those around him, he simply wanted the information and credentials so that he could go away and strengthen himself alone. In his eyes, becoming a Shinobi was a means to an end, and that meant accepting as much of the Shinobi life as possible. For him however; this didn't include measuring his ego against anyone else...But, the words spoken to him by the Raikage somehow floated to the surface of his mind while he sat there, shadow-faced. "A man must accept the evil in his heart if he is expected to destroy it, that is a shinobi must be a tool of self-sacrifice if he hopes to do anything." The words weren't his own, but resonated with a vivacity unrivaled by the waking world. He felt like his intestines were forming a knot in the pit of his stomach.

His jaw tightened, and he began to realize his errors. No one seemed to be stoking the flames of anger anymore, as those below proceeded to discuss a compromise. He was barely listening though, feeling guilt more than their scrutiny. With his family and all that he truly knew suddenly vanishing recently, his mind wasn't the most focused...Hidden worry, agitation, and insecurity about his reality made it easy for him on that day to fall victim to lesser emotions. He knew that neither his mother nor granduncle would have been proud in the least about his current actions, and if they were dead...Was he making them turn over in their graves with his childish attitude? A bigger man knew that it never mattered who started what, but then again Tensai was only thirteen years old.

Shinrya-Sensei seemed to more or less like Shashu's suggestion from what he could pick up, but truthfully Tensai didn't care. They didn't get it...None of them did. The older woman spoke of forfeits, conditions, winning and losing...Things that he couldn't have possibly cared even less about. The idea of pretty much supplying entertainment for those within the vicinity held no appeal to the boy, who never liked having the spotlight on himself to begin with. What did catch his attention though, was Shin's apology. His pupils shifted and locked onto Shin's back as he heard the smaller boy give an explanation for his actions. It wasn't hard to believe, considering the sort of skittish nature that Shin appeared to have in general. The boy appeared to sway between emotional extremes, and waking to what he did would naturally have caused some confusion...That much, Tensai understood even if he didn't like it.

As Shin turned to look up in Tensai's direction, the Hashashin's pupils would shift away. Looking at the steel beam he was sitting on, he listened to what was an unexpected apology directed towards him. From the corner of his eye and the shadow of his hood, he noticed the attempted smile. Sucking his teeth once quietly, he was irritated by the gesture but not for reasons one might have thought...He was feeling even more guilty now. With his own anger quietly subsiding, he was taking into account information that seemed unimportant to him during the heat of the moment...Such as Shin's size. The boy wasn't even half way to being four feet tall, and small to a fault. Tensai felt like a bully, and the feeling disgusted him. In truth, the only person he was interested in fighting had been Toru...

"Don't worry about it..." He half whispered, not really caring if anyone heard his response to the boy's apology. By the time all was said and done, it was clear to him that Shin didn't hold any immediate and visibly harmful intentions towards him...That, and Shin's willingness to jump back into combat with him. Tensai smiled a little, finding it hard not to respect the smaller boy's bravery and will. It wasn't that Tensai thought he was better, or superior in any way...The fact of the matter was that he was older and larger, despite whatever strength the younger had. Having been the eldest of his siblings, Tensai naturally had a different view when it came to those younger than himself...He'd been used to looking out for others, even if he wasn't the warmest on the surface.

In the same fashion that would become staple for his persona, without warning, he would lean to the left and allow himself to fall. In mid-air he would spin and twist, like a cat being tossed from a building. By the time he reached the floor, he would land in a crouched position before rolling forward to soften the landing impact and then keep walking towards Shin. "A show, sure...Why not." Solemn words, and no lengthy apology. However; as the class continued his actions would speak far louder than his words ever could. As he stepped more in the light, his hood would fall backwards and his eyes had shifted from crimson to a verdant emerald hue. He would slow and control his breathing, this little match would be more about making up than proving anything to anyone for him. "You moved first last time, might as well go again." He'd try to follow with a frail-looking grin of his own, an expression he wasn't used to making whatsoever.

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[Marked for Training.]