Genin.....it was no small feat for the young Inuzuka, or it, in fact didn't feel like after all of the years he invested at the academy. There were so many things to think about now, things which all seemed long in the future as a student, and even kind of feel by the way-side; going on new missions, taking responsibility in your village, general things like that. Yasei had achieved his first big step into the wide open world but, as he sat with his beloved familiar, he felt like he was lacking in some way, like an intense feeling of being inadequate. Sure, this was a pretty silly way to feel at the moment but he was to undertake a test of strength to prove his worth to a new friend of his and to him, this solidarity would be everything.
Yaban Hito was the individual who wished to test him and Yasei, in return very much hoped to fight him to prove himself, if only proving himself to one individual, he would feel at last, a much desired for sense of belonging. This had to be the stem of his feeling of weakness, he was deeply fearful that he would lose to his opponent in an embarrassing defeat so this is where his small quest would begin.
Kuro, the young black Shibe looked to his 'older brother' as they sat in their home among the Ancient Forest; he could tell what he was thinking, how he was dwelling on the one subject again but this time, he looked more serious; he had that spark in his feeble-sighted eyes, the one that, in Kuro's experience, always seemed to harbour trouble. Kuro gave a few whines as he sat uncomfortably, trying to get Yasei to share how he had been feeling.
"Kuro.....I know what you're going to say, but.....I've got to find some kind of way," he explained as he rested a hand on the young dog's muzzle, trying to keep him cool and collected. Yasei's had many moments to ponder on the subject and the only idea that jumped out at him would be the bank of all Kumo's knowledge and information: The Library. As the idea sprung to mind, Kuro gave him a disapproving look to which his master responded, "Come on, Kuro.....we failed last time when we nearly died in the mountains. We can find something, possibly forbidden and locked away inside our own back yard!" he explained further, utterly bemused at the idea of finding something to allow him to grow more quickly.
Leaving the forest, Yasei had to drag his 'little brother' along with him. Maybe it was sweet irony that the dog was the more law-abiding of the two.
***
Yasei felt admittedly nervous as he stepped inside the towering building, Kuro only seeming more worried about his master. The range of knowledge to be sought was vast, however, the thing he was looking for would have been pushed away, no doubt. Something that could increase physical strength so vastly, anything of the sort in fact, would most surely be under protection. Proof of his family's history and nativeness to the village allowed him access, luckily. The scent of the books was overpowering; it would be hard for Yasei to find what he was looking for with his sight deficit and the fact that, despite his senses, overcoming the odour of old pages was quite a task.
'Forbidden Jutsu'
'The Cursed Sealing Jutsu'
'A Brief History of Kumogakure's Medical Division'
Many such books and scrolls lined the walls, old and dusty remnants of the past, no doubt. Kuro would have to be his eyes in this one. He pointed out a decorative scroll relating to the medical branch of the village, something which Kuro would have to read, or rather bark aloud to Yasei. "Interesting," the young Inuzuka mused to himself, "The Harvesters? Last resort shinobi.....able to perform the most complex surgeries...." he turned his nose up, dismissing the book as it seemed a little too far to dig; getting the attention of someone able to do such a thing would not be easy.
Digging out another book, Yasei set it down for Kuro to read aloud to him in a series of barks and groans. "Cursed sealing?" he parroted, putting the fear of god in Kuro as such a thing was undoubtedly dangerous. "Kuro.....you have to know what this means! We'll never lose to anyone with all this strength....maybe my body can finally keep up with yours a lot quicker during combat? but the dog seemed to be moved very little by the idea.
Hours passed and the ideas were fading quickly, with no idea of who would actually bestow him with such a thing. Rumors told of a mysterious man, leading this medical division he had heard about in the book. Truly, chasing after such people had to be a lost cause....
Yaban Hito was the individual who wished to test him and Yasei, in return very much hoped to fight him to prove himself, if only proving himself to one individual, he would feel at last, a much desired for sense of belonging. This had to be the stem of his feeling of weakness, he was deeply fearful that he would lose to his opponent in an embarrassing defeat so this is where his small quest would begin.
Kuro, the young black Shibe looked to his 'older brother' as they sat in their home among the Ancient Forest; he could tell what he was thinking, how he was dwelling on the one subject again but this time, he looked more serious; he had that spark in his feeble-sighted eyes, the one that, in Kuro's experience, always seemed to harbour trouble. Kuro gave a few whines as he sat uncomfortably, trying to get Yasei to share how he had been feeling.
"Kuro.....I know what you're going to say, but.....I've got to find some kind of way," he explained as he rested a hand on the young dog's muzzle, trying to keep him cool and collected. Yasei's had many moments to ponder on the subject and the only idea that jumped out at him would be the bank of all Kumo's knowledge and information: The Library. As the idea sprung to mind, Kuro gave him a disapproving look to which his master responded, "Come on, Kuro.....we failed last time when we nearly died in the mountains. We can find something, possibly forbidden and locked away inside our own back yard!" he explained further, utterly bemused at the idea of finding something to allow him to grow more quickly.
Leaving the forest, Yasei had to drag his 'little brother' along with him. Maybe it was sweet irony that the dog was the more law-abiding of the two.
***
Yasei felt admittedly nervous as he stepped inside the towering building, Kuro only seeming more worried about his master. The range of knowledge to be sought was vast, however, the thing he was looking for would have been pushed away, no doubt. Something that could increase physical strength so vastly, anything of the sort in fact, would most surely be under protection. Proof of his family's history and nativeness to the village allowed him access, luckily. The scent of the books was overpowering; it would be hard for Yasei to find what he was looking for with his sight deficit and the fact that, despite his senses, overcoming the odour of old pages was quite a task.
'Forbidden Jutsu'
'The Cursed Sealing Jutsu'
'A Brief History of Kumogakure's Medical Division'
Many such books and scrolls lined the walls, old and dusty remnants of the past, no doubt. Kuro would have to be his eyes in this one. He pointed out a decorative scroll relating to the medical branch of the village, something which Kuro would have to read, or rather bark aloud to Yasei. "Interesting," the young Inuzuka mused to himself, "The Harvesters? Last resort shinobi.....able to perform the most complex surgeries...." he turned his nose up, dismissing the book as it seemed a little too far to dig; getting the attention of someone able to do such a thing would not be easy.
Digging out another book, Yasei set it down for Kuro to read aloud to him in a series of barks and groans. "Cursed sealing?" he parroted, putting the fear of god in Kuro as such a thing was undoubtedly dangerous. "Kuro.....you have to know what this means! We'll never lose to anyone with all this strength....maybe my body can finally keep up with yours a lot quicker during combat? but the dog seemed to be moved very little by the idea.
Hours passed and the ideas were fading quickly, with no idea of who would actually bestow him with such a thing. Rumors told of a mysterious man, leading this medical division he had heard about in the book. Truly, chasing after such people had to be a lost cause....
