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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 18 2011, 01:28 AM (511 Views) | |
| TakiroUriza | Dec 22 2011, 01:42 AM Post #21 |
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The feeble looking Uzumaki was very hesitant as the boys eyes stared at him, the sheer violet eyes seemed to pierce Tsuroshi's inner self, somehow brighting him up as well, even though he still seemed complacent in his spot. "Y.... Yo elcome" He'd mumble out, barely audible. He would then turn his lip upwards as a awkward smile smeared across his face. Only moments later, Tsuroshi would jump dramatically out of his chair, flinging the sushi plate he was given sky high, smashing into minature pieces of confetti-like clay. The shards rained down upon him, cutting his face as he looked at the person at fault. Asuka had done the taboo, and touched the poor anxiety-ridden Tsuroshi. His eyes turned from bright yellow to a dull manilla. ".... D.... Dont touch me!!" He'd scream, taking a step forwards, the small cuts on his face dripping tracks of blood. Only as the step was taken did the bartender leap across the counter, attempting to step between the Heated Uzumaki, and the young Haruno. "Wa...wait a second 'Roshi... its alright she didnt mean anything by it." He'd contest, throwing his hands infront of him, just as the boys shoulders ran into them. |
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| Akitaboy | Dec 22 2011, 10:38 AM Post #22 |
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As the students interacted inside, specifically Kentei and Tsuroshi, the serene aura would return to the bar. The interaction between the two students was truly a sight to behold. How were these two strangers able to brighten each others day? Could it be a sign of a future friendship? While watching over the two children, the chef continued to prepare meals for those who ordered them. Most of the eyes in the place were on the two boys, since it was always a sight to see two young students connecting. That serene peace, however, was interrupted when Asuka rushed in once more. When she sat next to Kentei, he would look over his shoulder at her, his bright violet eyes shining in the lamplight. When she spoke, Kentei seemed unmoved. He was shy, sure, but he knew that the girl seemed the trouble type. He would open his mouth to mutter a soft reply “I’m..fine” Despite hearing her introduce herself, he would move his eyes back to Tsuroshi. His expression would remain soft. That is, however, until the events took a turn for the worst. When Tsuroshi freaked out and sent the plate flying, Kentei could tell that things were about to get bad. In a matter of seconds, there was blood on Tsuroshi’s face, and the chef had stepped in between Tsuroshi and Asuka, to break up anything that might come from it. Meanwhile, Kentei would gently step in front of Tsuroshi, so he was between Tsuroshi and the chef. Reaching into his pocket, Kentei took out a small rag, which had a bit of dirt on it from earlier. Reaching his hand forward, he’d offer Tsuroshi the rag. Kentei recognized Tsuroshi’s type, and it required patience and kindness to connect to them. Patience and Kindness was all Kentei knew how to do. |
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| AsukaMisaki | Dec 22 2011, 12:23 PM Post #23 |
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Asuka jumped back as she saw the scene unfold. Lowering her head, she would sigh "Oh... I'm sorry..." she whispered. Asuka had always been the kind to do rash actions, possibly endangering those around her. Her mother was right; it was high time she started her training, even if she was still a young student. Reaching into the belt she had on, she took out her first aid kit her mother insisted she always had on her. Placing it on the counter, she would just shake her head “…Calm down… I didn’t mean to hurt you… Was just trying to get you to talk…” she mumbled, her bright blue eyes looking at him before walking towards Kentei “…First time I’ve seen someone with violet eyes… I’ve seen violet hair” she would point to her hair “But not eyes… They’re pretty, I actually envy you.” Asuka wasn’t that bad when she was keeping her usual hyper self under control. Opening up the first aid kit, she would pull out some band aids and reached them out to the Uzumaki, hoping he would take them. |
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| TakiroUriza | Dec 22 2011, 10:58 PM Post #24 |
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Tsuroshi face still kepts its dangerous composure as the bartender and Kentei stepped between the two of them. This kid had always been alone, his parents were ANBU level within the underground, but the title also came with the price. He was raised by an uncaring and selfish housemaid, that had not even said a positive thing to him. She was very manipulative, so the parennts thought nothing of it when Tsuroshi attempted to explain how situations were within the househod wile they were away. His loneliness eventually led to separation from soceity, and a over-zealous anxiety problem. As entei reached out wiith the rag, Tsuroshi grabbed it with force, quickly bringing it up to his face wiping away the blood that had already begun to coagulate. As the blood was removed, it would show that the cuts had already began to close and form small lines of scabs. The heightened rate of healing was a tell-tell sign that this boy was an Uzumaki, though, one would have to have read up on such clan to figure this out. "It... isnt alright" It seemed Tsuroshi had begun to clam down, for he was staring at the boys eyes once more, the violet eyes gave way to a feeling of peacefulness to the young Uzumaki, wether known to Kentei or not. "I dont like to be touched..." Roshi's eyes would dart to Kentei's feet, while his left arm reached up and grabbed the upper part of the right, massaging it gently, like a kid who felt sorry. Tsuroshi wasnt the type to introduce himself, but he felt he needed too, for the sake of keeping the peace within the already hectic Sushi Bar. "Im.... Tsuroshi... but everyone who knows I exist call me 'Roshi. |
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| Akitaboy | Dec 22 2011, 11:29 PM Post #25 |
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Slowly but surely, the aura of peace would slowly return to the Sushi bar. The adults who had witnessed the events were starting to pour out, and new customers were beginning to come in and order, which caused the bartender to shuffle back over the counter to make more sushi. The young Koden kept his eyes on Tsuroshi. Despite the fact that Asuka was talking to him, Kentei wanted to make sure that Tsuroshi was alright. When Tsuroshi grabbed the rag with a bit of force, Kentei showed no resistance as it escaped his grip. One thing surprised Kentei, and that was how quickly Tsuroshi was healing. He hadn't seen that kind of ability before. That, and he rarely interacted with members outside of his own clan. Only after Tsuroshi seemed calmed down, would Kentei answer. "Kentei...Kentei Koden" he would respond as he'd move his hand down in front of Tsuroshi, after the child had introduced himself. He was trying to be friendly, so only after he had got Tsuroshi to calm down, would he turn to Asuka. "Thanks..." he'd mutter softly. He didn't know what she had to be envious for. He had never viewed his eye color as anything other then special. All of his clan members possessed the same colored eyes, so it was easy to tell who was a Koden and who was not. |
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| AsukaMisaki | Dec 22 2011, 11:56 PM Post #26 |
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Leaned on the counter and mumbled “I hate being a Haruno at times…” she mumbled and looked over “…You guys are lucky, i can tell you that much…. Mom hates the fact I’m always running around like a mad bunny… perhaps I should listen to her and start learning the control techniques…” For those who didn’t know, the Haruno were known for having double personality issues, even if the older the person was, the less it would show due to their training. Asuka was no exception to the rule, she was young and refused to do the training, even if it just seemed to be causing her more and more problems as of late. Shaking her head, she looked over to Tsuroshi “…Here… I’ll pay for another batch of your food… it’s my fault it got ruined…” she smiled, actually seeming pretty harmless when she controlled herself |
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| TakiroUriza | Dec 23 2011, 03:33 AM Post #27 |
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The young Uzumaki smiles slightly as the place calmed down, nodding whilst he did so to Asuka. "Im S....sorry..." He'd breath out, quietly so that only the threesome would hear. "...and thanks... but im fine, i ate enough before you all came in." Tsuroshi didnt know how to hold a large conversation and the vulnerability that he had shown to both of them gave him a feeling of unease. As a few seconds went by, Tsuroshi would reach into his pocket, making sure his invention was still safely tucked away. His inventions we're apart of him, and if one ever became misplaced, he would search the world over to retrieve them. His eyes darted between the both of them, wondering how to leave the bar without them following. "We'll.... its time for me to head home.... my... mother doesnt l...like it when im late." He'd state, though it was a lie on his part, for he would be going back to the hellish sitter that he loathed. Nevertheless Tsuroshi would run fro the bar, heading down one of the darkened corridor-like tunnels that led to a small unit of houses, which housed the Uzumaki clan and other various members of the Undergound society that the children had grew up in. |
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| Akitaboy | Dec 23 2011, 12:11 PM Post #28 |
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The sushi bar soon returned back to its typical serene state. As Tsuroshi was leaving, Kentei would watch him off, choosing to remain silent. A few moments would pass before he'd hop up into one of the stools, beginning to take a few bites of the bread that he had stolen. His personal peace would only last for a few moments though. After a few moments, as more customers would be piling in, Kentei would feel a hand on his shoulder. He'd stop chewing, his eyes shaking in their sockets before he'd look over his shoulder. Behind him stood a man in his late thirties. His hair was shoulder length, and shined vibrant silver with visible blonde highlights. His eyes, much like Kentei's, were of a beautiful violet. Over his left eye, a visible scar would be seen, suggesting that he had been sliced there at one point or another. Kentei's reaction was one of half shock and half terror, and would remain that way until he spoke. "F-Father..." would be all he muttered. Upon hearing this, the bartender would turn around and offer the man a slight bow, while also uttering the words "Lord Kyouken". Indeed, Kentei's father was Kyouken Koden, the founder and head of the Koden Clan. However, Kyouken's response was not harsh, nor violent like Kentei's reaction made it out to be. Instead, he would place his palm on the young Koden's head, a bright grin on his face. "Evening...I heard about what happened with Kentei, and apologize for any damage he caused. You can put whatever the amount is on my personal bill." Kyouken was a respectable man in the village, so having a troublemaker for a son wasn't half bad in reality. |
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| AsukaMisaki | Dec 23 2011, 12:55 PM Post #29 |
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Was distracted before she saw someone approach Kentei “…Wait a minute…” the person she saw left her in slight shock. Asuka had been to some group leader meetings with her mother before because truth be told, Yuina didn’t like leaving her daughter alone and insisted she knew the how too at early age, in case something would happen to her in the future. Her eyes looked between the two “You’re Lord Kyouken’s son?!” she said, showing her surprise. She would not have expected, not in the way Kentei was dressed in or the fact he had been stealing. |
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| Akitaboy | Dec 23 2011, 01:08 PM Post #30 |
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The moment that the Bartender said Kyouken's name, and the moment after Asuka shouted, the sushi bar would erupt once more into heavy conversation. Kyouken Koden was known as a very loyal and dependable individual, despite being related to one of the eighteen generals of the iron army. He and his family were a mix between Samurai and Shinobi, this much was known, but the fact that little Kentei was the heir was not. When Kyouken heard Asuka speak, he would look down at her with a bright smile. He possessed a warm and bright aura, which reflected on his honest and loyal nature quite well. "Well Hello there, you must be Yuina's daughter if I'm not mistaken? You look a lot like your mother you know" he would say, not breaking that smile for an instant. Kentei, on the other hand, had his face light up in a bright blush, simply out of embarrassment. Here he was, the son of Kyouken Koden, wearing tattered and dirty clothes having just stolen a piece of bread from one of the vendors. He would divert his eyes from Asuka before he'd reach his palm to the back of his head, scratching it slightly "Y-yeah..I'm his first born son..." |
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| AsukaMisaki | Dec 23 2011, 01:19 PM Post #31 |
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Would let out a giggle as Keitei’s father said she looked like her mother “…I don’t agree with you honestly… My mother is fit and thin… I’m not” she mumbled, her bright blue eyes traveling around “…Gosh gossip after gossip… seems like there’s nothing else to do in this village is there?” Asuka sighted before taking a bow “I’m sorry, I did not mean to be rude…” she whispered before looking at Kentei. Now she was intrigued as to why he was hiding who he was. She had no issue with who she was honestly, and she was the Haruno leader’s heir. Shifting in her stool, Asuka would reach a hand to Kentei’s shoulder, showing him that everything was fine. Just because he was who he was it didn’t change her view of him. |
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| Akitaboy | Dec 23 2011, 01:29 PM Post #32 |
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Kyouken would take a seat in the stool next to Kentei, on the opposite side that Asuka was on. His palm would still be resting on his sons head, which kept the boy quiet for the most part. Kentei was quite shy, especially when his father was around. Kentei felt Asuka's hand on his shoulder, but he wouldn't look towards her. The reason was that he was embarrassed. The reason why Kentei always hid who he was, was that he had no talent for his clans fighting style. At least, no natural talent. Growing up, Kentei heard stories about his father and uncle practicing their kenjutsu with his grandfather. His father had learned the samurai sword technique when he was nine, his uncle when he was seven. Here Kentei was, eight years old, and he didn't even know how to swing a sword properly. After a few minutes in reflection, Kentei would grip the sleeve of his father's shirt. When Kyouken felt the tugging, he would nod down to his son before they both would get up off of the stools. "It was nice meeting you Miss, but I have to take Kentei here back home. He has another lesson" with that, the father and son would take their leave. On the way out, however, Asuka would be able to hear Kentei mutter under his breath "I'm never gonna learn anything right..". Kentei had a small amount of confidence in his abilities, especially since he thought his father wanted him to be as skilled as he was. That was untrue, of course, but he still felt like a failure. |
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