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Fun in the sun!

The instructor’s voice rang through Tyson’s head like a bell being struck. “Great I’m not going to get any sleep with him talking.”
“You should be paying attention Tyson, he’s going over the material for our final exam.”Tara said glancing back at him from the row infront of him.
“Fine I’ll pay attention but don’t expect me to stay up late tonight, I need to sleep some time.”
The instructor rambled on for about an hour talking about the different aspects of the final exam. Later that night at Tyson’s house, Tyson and Tara were studying. Well Tara was studying her notes like a crazy person. Tyson had his notes over his eyes and was sleeping. Tara finally clueing in that Tyson was sleeping chucked a book at him which of course nailed him in the stomach.
“What was that for?”he asked as he clutched his stomach for a second before straightening his now scattered notes.
“I could have thrown Senbon,”She said jokingly.
“Uh no thanks I’d rather not be a pin cushion”
“Come on, we have to be prepared”
“Fine”he said shifting his eyes to look at his notes.

The Next Day
“Alright guys over here, girls over their. We’re going to warm up with some stretches then a game of dodge ball.”
As the students separated Tyson spoke up, “Isn’t today the final exam to decide if we’re Genin material?”
“Yes, but we don’t want you flunking from a pulled muscle”The instructor said calmly as he tossed a ball to Tyson and another to Tara. “Let’s see how well you love birds can do as team captains”
Tara started turning red as she turned to her team to discuss strategy. The decided on a retrieval strategy of catching the balls and then holding back on throwing until the guys were left open. Only deciding this because two more balls would be added once the game started.
Tyson turned to his team and said simply, “divide and conquer.”
The game progressed until Tara and another girl were left and Tyson and another guy were left. Tyson had two balls and Tara had the other two. Tara threw and the guy was hit at the same time Tyson threw and hit the girl. Leaving Tyson and Tara, which threw at the same time. The balls collided and were sent flying back at the thrower, the balls connected with their original thrower and the game was called as a tie.
“Great game you two, you have potential as leaders. However it seems Tara is more tactical, Tyson is just a straight forward attacker.” The instructor said recording this information to put in their files. He then tied a blue flag to a kunai and a red flag to a different kunai. He stabbed one kunai into a tree way above their heads. He then went to the other end of the field and did the same with a tree there. “The object of you final exam is to capture the flag before you opponent, you’ll try in sets of two which means half of you will pass. The guys will go for the red flag and the girls for the blue.” He paused here to let them split up. “Now I need two girls and two guys to start.”
Tyson stepped up along with the person that was last to go out from his team. Tara stepped up along with the girl that was last to go out.
“Well it looks like the least rested will be going first.” He said watching them line up by the tree they had to climb and size it up. “Go!”
They instantly started climbing and trying to distract each other. Tyson grabbed the red flag after kicking the other guy away from it. Tara on the other hand simply out witted her opponent and grabbed the flag.
After the exams finished they were brought out front and given their forehead protectors, the losers heading back into the academy. Like the instructor had said only half of them passed. Tyson walked over to his friend, who hadn’t passed. “Hey you ok?”
“Yea I’m fine, just means I have an extra year to prepare my techniques so I can whip your rear, Fang Boy. What I don’t get is how come you don’t have a beast partner yet.”
“I don’t know why, but I guess only using Taijutsu, weapons, and Henge. Has made me a straight forward attacker.”
“Yea it has, which means your well off while you wait for a beast partner.”The boy said as he got up and headed into the academy. “See you around.”
Tara came up to Tyson in a rush. “Tyson. Guess what, my parents just called me and asked me to meet them down by the border to help research some ruins.”
“That’s great but you’ll have to leave tomorrow. We’re celebrating today.”

Later that day
They walked all over Konoha having fun playing carnival games along the side streets and eating food. Then they went to a cliff and looked down at the city.
“Let’s go to the beach”Tyson said calmly.
“Um... alright”She said following him down the cliff.

At the beach
"Come on Tara, the waters fine"Tyson said calmly. They had just got there and he was already in the water.
"I swear you were lost from the hidden waterfall or mist village at birth. You like water way to much. "Tara said stepping into the water and almost instantly feeling cold..
Tyson swam up and hugged her pulling her in deeper. "Better?" he asked as he watched her closely.
"Slightly, but it would be a lot warmer if we were laying in the nice hot sand"she said laying her head on his chest.
"Nice try but we're staying right here"he said laughing.
"It was worth a try"she replied sighing. "I hope we get placed on the same team, it would be nice for it to be outside of Konoha too."
"Lets just hope for the same team for now" he said almost in a whisper. He kissed her as the sun set and their celebration day that took the whole day and including various places around Konoha finally ended.
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Inuzuka Tyson, character prologue /CHAPTER 2

Tyson woke up yawning, it looked to be still night how come he was awake? Getting up and getting dressed he hears something scratching at the front door.
"Whats that?"he asked himself opening the door.
Something small starts to whimper as it limps into the house.Tyson being the kind hearted sucker he is picks up the little white ball of fur and trys to calm it down so he can look at its wounds.
"Poor thing your hurt, let me take care of it"Tyson said in a soothing voice as he set it down and dug out a medical kit.
He worked hard and soon had it bandaged up. Tyson sighed as he thought about the day so far.The little wolf pup started to feel better as it got up to demonstrate this by chasing his tail.
Tyson cleaned and polished his sword, watching the wolf play, "so what should we call you?Hmm..."The pup ran across the desk stepping on a list of names.
Tyson picked up the list and looked down till he saw a pawprint, "Aca... you wanna be called Aca?"Tyson asked the wolf. The wolf barked and jumped onto Tyson's lap.

A few weeks later.

Tyson stretched as he put his hand through his messy red hair. He got up and went to the washroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. A few minutes later he came out and looked around, "Aca, where are you?!" Aca ran up barking, "there ya are, lets get something to eat."Tyson said walking into the kitchen follwed closely by Aca. Tyson set out some cereal and fruit, fixing his breakfast then digging out some of his special dogfood mix for Aca. After eating Tyson went back down the hall sitting down to read a book pushing some junk out of the way. A few hours passed and he was still sitting there. Mid-evening a knock came at the door, "man am I lasy, I didn't even put pants on"he muttered as he went to the door.
"I'm back, did you miss me?"a female asked as she walked into the house.
"Ofcourse I missed you Tara, I thought you were going to call before you got here"Tyson said picking up Tara's travel pack in one hand and Aca in the other.
"My cell phone died before I could. Who's this cute liitle guy?"she asked petting Aca.
"This is Aca, I helped him get better a few weeks ago and he stuck around"Tyson said setting Tara's pack in the corner and setting Aca on the floor.
"Guess you can live up to your Inuzuka name now."Tara said ruffling Tyson's hair before going into the washroom.
Tyson got into bed and soon fell asleep, Tara came out in her underwear and crawled into bed beside Tyson, falling asleep.

The next day

Tyson woke up to a knocking at the door. He quickly put pants on and a shirt leaving it open. Tara woke up putting one of Tyson's shirts on and holding it shut. Tyson opened the door only to be thrown against the wall and have a kunai stabbed through his upper right arm and another through his chest. The ninja that stabbed Tyson dropped a scroll on the ground and helped his friend grab Tara and get out. Andrenaline pumping Tyson pulled the kunai out of him and chased the ninja but collapsed in the street.

Four weeks later

Tyson woke up in the hospital alone. As he remembered what had happened he quickly rushed back to his place. He looked around at all the damage, he was glad to see Aca had made it alright without him. He finished getting dressed in his full outfit. He filled his pockets with equipment, tied his head protector over the wound on his upper right arm, and attaching his sheathed sowrd to his left side. Aca sa on his head as he picked up Tara's head protector and the scroll the ninja dropped. Opening the scroll he read the ransom note.
To Inuzuka Tyson,
I Orochimaru have learnt from my defeat and am rebuilding my army. I require unique talents like the Sharigan, White eyes, etc. I belive your clans little beast human tricks would come in handy. So here's the deal, come let me train you and you can have your girlfriend back. I belive with enough training the two of you could be almost as useful as Sasuke.I look forward to the day you decide to take this offer... don't worry I will keep Tara alive while you decide.
~ Orochimaru
"That b*****d, he takes Tara just so I'll come work for him.Well wait till I meet him I'll teach him a thing or two"Tyson started muttering in his rage. "Come on Aca, we have some serious training to do especially if we want to make it through the ranks and be able to challenge this guy"
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Tyson sat on a ledge sketching on the scroll in front of him. He was making detailed sketches to accompany the descriptions of three techniques. They sounded rather original as if he had thought of them himself, which obviously he had. The first was called Three Blade Prison, but he couldn't use it yet. It required Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. The second was called Fang Blade. It wasn't too hard with enough practice he and Aca would be able to use it. The third and final one was called Blaze of Fang Blade. It requires Katon and Fang Blade.

He rolled up the finished scroll and tucked it into his left pocket. He looked up and watched the cloud's for a few seconds. Tara was gone and he wasn't strong enough to bring her back yet. He glanced to the letter sitting beside him. "Into the belly of the beast"he muttered as his gaze drifted to Orochimaru's scroll. "So Aca, should we train some more or head straight there?"He asked as he stood up. Aca ran over to the nearest set up dummy and attacked it. “I guess I have my answer”Tyson said as he threw the letter and Orochimaru’s Letter into his duffle bag. He then walked toward’s a different dummy and started to practice Tekken - Fu against it.

Aca and Tyson continued their relentless attacks on the dummy’s until sundown. “That was a bit longer then I had expected. I guess we should get going now.” He said as he picked up the duffle bag making sure everything was in it. “Let’s see my sword, some exploding notes, kunai, shuriken, soldier pills, binoculars, straw hat, extra clothes, Orochimaru’s letter, my forehead protector, Tara’s forehead protector, tent, my technique scroll, dust mask, Aca’s food, some food for myself, and a sleeping bag. I’m all set”He said as he closed the bag and slung it over his shoulder picking up the sleeping bag. He started walking Aca close behind, a few good hours of travel and they’d meet their new sensei, a sound Jounin.
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Tai Nin Mix

Tyson sat on a tree branch watching the sky, he was so close but still not talented enough to bring her back. She was in the sound but under guard of Orochimaru, of course this meant that whether he succeeded in passing the exams or not he had to find a way to stay in the sound. He wasn’t about to lose the footing he had gained by being put under a sound sensei. He would become stronger and defeat Orochimaru, he knew he had Sorensuke’s aid if he needed it. But allies wouldn’t be enough, the Akatsuki were helping Orochimaru and they weren’t something to be taken lightly. He would need to strengthen his body and mind if he wanted to have a chance. He would beat that Sannin one day maybe even reach that rank himself someday, but being Sannin took back seat to beating one.

He looked around and decided to practice, he didn’t want to let his team down in a mission he needed to stay in peek form. He jumped down and drew his sword, he then focused and charged chakra into it. He then launched the chakra towards the tree, his recently invented and mastered technique, Blaze of Fang Blade. He then practiced his Fang Blade sword style, his original style. It was sure to be a favorite among sword weilding Inuzuka’s when he revealed it at the exams. After he was pleased with his performance in this he put his sword away and practiced the iron fist style, he was intrigued by the druken fist style but had never really seen it used so couldn’t really practice it.

He trained for hours, performing every physical task he could think of. When he was exhausted he sat down to rest his body and strain his mind. He dug out maps of old battles his team had been in, he also dug out feild maps and some historic maps. He cross referenced the info on them with the others making connections. He then started fixing the battle mistakes, the more aware he was of surroundings the easier it would be to understand Anguna’s word less plans in battle.

The next day he came back to see someone sitting in the middle of his training area. They abruplty challenged Tyson to a Taijutsu match first to pin their opponent for a count of three would win ((WWE!)). They then introduced the judge to Tyson. The stranger said their name was not important and that they would be gone shortly after the match.

Tyson agreed to the match and prepared for the fight. It went back and forth with both fighters landing powerful moves. Tyson currently had his opponent down and being the head strong fighter he was decided to take a risk. He jumped into the tree and flipped out so he went from facing the downed opponent to having his back slamming into the opponent((Swantom Bomb, for you WWE fans)). Well his back was supposed to hit the opponent but instead he smashed into the ground, his opponent seemed to have rolled out of the way. He lifted himself gingerly to his feet preparing for another attack. This time he charged forward ducked down and kicked up for the Konoha Senpu. This sent his nameless opponent into the air, which gave Tyson just the opportunity he needed, “Gatsuga.” As he uttered the word he started spinning at high speeds and smashed into the opponent, they were both sent to the ground smashing, down out of energy. Tyson’s arm somehow dropped ontop of his opponent and the referee started counting. 1,2,3 it was over and Tyson by fluke was the winner. He wouldn’t back down from a challenge, no matter how much pain he felt later and that match just proved it.
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Keep Fighting, Never Give Up!

Tyson emerged from his tent slowly, still sore from the other day. It was early so no one else should be up. He was part of Team 04, properly dubbed "Team Misfit." He limped his way over to the fire; he quickly ate and limped off into the trees. The trees seemed to part as he walked hardly trying to keep quiet, but there was no apparent reason to his wandering just something he felt he had to do. He walked out of the brush and found himself at a cliff.

"So you can still walk"a voice said mockingly as the stranger revealed himself, walking in much better condition than Tyson even though he had been beat just as bad.

"You again"Tyson growled as he thought, Damn it not now, I'm too weak to pull anything off.

"I want a rematch and you can't refuse"The stranger said smirking evilly.

"Why can't I?"

"Because, you can't run away. These slaves won't let you"The stranger said removing his cloak and handing it to one of the people that had appeared and were now forming a ring to block Tyson and the stranger in.

Tyson glanced around at the slaves before turning to stare at his opponent, "what's your name?"

"Name's Morizuka, Okira. Not that it matters, you won't be able to tell anyone after this fight."He said smirking evilly.

Tyson stumbled slightly but caught himself in time to block the kick aimed at his head. Another kick connected with his gut. Then another and another. Tyson groaned as he pushed himself to his feet. He was kicked again and slumped down against a stump. Again and again he was pushed down. Again and again he got back up.

"Why do you struggle, why not accept that I'm stronger? After all you can't beat me I have a demon in me, you don't. Give up, just give up."

"N, never give up, keep fighting."Tyson muttered as he pushed himself to his feet remembering what his father had told him when he was twelve.
"You gave up and ran again didn't you?"
"How did you know dad?"
"No cuts, no bruises"
"I tried but they were too good"
"Look if your going to keep yourself from passing just for her at least make sure she knows your there. Keep fighting, make her notice you. Never give up, always stick with it until you're the victor. She'll be your friend in no time and who knows if you protect her maybe it'll lead to something big."
"I'll keep fighting, I won't give up. For her, for them. I won't let anyone down. I'll fight until nothing's left, until I'm the victor" He said standing straight and ignoring his aching body. "Come on, give me your best shot!"

"Fine" He said performing some seals. "Mist Servant Jutsu" The mist servants started fazing in and out. He then swerved running through them in a zigzag.

Tyson closed his eyes and focused on hearing and scent. He shifted his stance and shook his leg abit.

Okira swerved so he was behind Tyson, and aimed. "1000 years of death"

Tyson aimed a back kick, which connected with the side of Okira's head making him separate his fingers and preventing his attack. He then spun and kicked low, sweeping Okira off his feet, then aiming another kick, "Konoha Senpu." The kick connected and Okira was sent into the air. He stood still catching his breath, he couldn't be too reckless.

Okira raised to his feet, snapping his neck. He slid a scroll from his vest and unfurled it, gliding his hand across it.

Tyson saw the blood on Okira's hand, "a summoning scroll."

Okira dropped the scroll as the smoke started. As the smoke cleared a set of twin swords appeared. Okira picked these up and charged forward.

Tyson drew his sword and dodged attacks, a few grazing him. He then stabbed his sword through a joint in Okira's left arm. He charged some chakra pushing it into his sword, as he released his hold on it the arm blew up from pressure of the opposing chakra pushing itself into Okira's arm.

"Ahh!"Okira screamed as he dropped his other sword to try and tend to his arm. He pulled his vest off flinging it down with his swords. He then ripped part of his sleeve off to wrap around the wound. After he was done he picked up one of his swords and aimed it forward at Tyson. His vision was starting to blur from blood loss. "Come on then, finish the job."

Tyson walked forward blocking Okira's weakened strikes. He made to quick slashes at Okira's thighs and the leg holsters were now on the ground. He then slid the sword up cutting Okira's belt pouch off his belt. Tyson stepped back and made two slashes forming an X, which cut Okira's chest.

Okira stumbled back and slipped through the ring of slaves and stumbled off the cliff.

Tyson looked at the stuff Okira had been carrying. The swords had disappeared and were now a scroll again. He took out a sack and started throwing stuff in it. The goggles that had slipped off Okira's head, the black cloak, the leg holsters, and the belt pouch. He tied the sack shut slinging it over his shoulder and slid his sword back into it's scabbard. He then chucked the chuunin vest off the cliff. Tyson turned and pushed his way through the shocked slaves, heading back towards camp. He walked back to camp slowly, contemplating what had just happened. He was close to camp now so he started listening to see if anyone was awake. Hearing no one he entered the camp and went to his tent. He slipped inside and set the sack in the corner of his tent lying down to get a bit more sleep. He hadn’t been seen leave or come back, or had he?
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Fuuma Practice

This one’ll be back when Tyson was twelve his second year at the academy.
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“Tyson you have senior year potential, I know your making yourself flunk to stay in the academy, why?”The teacher asked as Tyson sat and stared out the window like he had all class.

“My life isn’t your business”Tyson replied continuing to stare at nothing.

“What makes you say that?”

“Well your not my father and your not my sensei, so what right do you have to ask about my personal life?”

“I am your teacher and your personal life is affecting your marks, now smarten up and start passing”

“I don’t have to listen to you”

“You do while you’re here”

“Then I’m not here.” Tyson said simply as he picked up the collapsed fuuma shuriken on his desk and walked out the door.

“It’s me isn’t it? I’m the reason your failing”A young Hyuuga girl stated as she followed Tyson up the hall and outside.

“What makes you think that?”Tyson asked calmly, not slowing down.

“Come on it’s obvious if you aren’t watching me your sleeping or looking out the window”

“If you say so”Tyson muttered as he flicked the fuuma open. “Duck!”He yelled as he chucked the fuuma shuriken and it zoomed by the ducked heads of two first years, it then smashed into a tree behind them. He walked over and pulled it out of the tree as he headed toward the mountain nearest the academy. He reached a nice wooded area half way up the mountain and started practicing with the fuuma.

An hour and ten trees later he was satisfied with his progress with the fuuma. So he folded it up and stuck it in the back of his sash then started doing push ups, mixing some rolls and other evasive exercises in with it.

From a tree above the teacher watched as Tyson trained, he’d followed Tyson secretly since he’d left the classroom. He was lucky Tara hadn’t said anything about the instructor’s presence to Tyson. “So it is her, that’s making him hold back. Let’s see how long he can hold back, before his cover’s blown.”

The next day

Drums could be heard as two gennins started playing. The beat was deep, yet light, perfect to get the heart pumping for the next exercise.

“Alright line up everyone, we’re running laps today”He then walked to the front of the line, “I’m running with you all so no holding back”He said this second part looking back at Tyson who was in the back of the line.

“So he’s caught on”Tyson said as he smirked and shook his right leg, then his left. “Fine let’s give these kids a show teach’.”

The beat quickened and they started out jogging, Tyson slipped through the students losing Tara at the back in the process. He was soon at the front, “Let’s give em a show they won’t forget”

“If you think you can get your failing behind to match my speed then fine”

Tyson turned so he was jogging backwards, he gave a slight salute to Tara, who nodded in acknowledgment. He then spun around and tapped the teachers shoulder to show he was ready. The teacher sped up into a run and Tyson followed suit.

“Hey isn’t that kid up there the only one failing?”one student asked another.

The other replied back in astonishment, “It’s a sham? I actually thought he didn’t have any talent.”

One of the girls running beside Tara said, “I think it’s sweet that he’s failing just to stay in the same classes as you”

Tara remained silent and watched Tyson run.

Back at the front Tyson was keeping pace with the teacher. The teach turned and started running at the same speed backwards, “alright you’ve got some speed kid, you can slow down now. There’s no way an academy student can keep the same pace as a chuunin for ten laps.

“I can’t?”asked Tyson who was showing off by running backwards like the teacher.

The teacher being slightly embarrassed at this point turned around so he was heading forwards, “five more laps, keep it moving.” He yelled back to the students.

Tyson kept with the teacher as he sped up, they had soon overlapped the students twice. Tyson was getting tired but showed no signs of it, he wasn’t going to give up even if it ment burning the tank until he had nothing left, he’d keep pace with the teacher for the last three laps.

“Two laps left, think you can keep up?”The teacher asked mockingly.

“Can you?”He asked back as they approached the start line.

“One lap? Oh yeah I can keep the pace.”

“Heh, we’ll see”

Yes, yes we will. The teacher thought, I can’t let this kid show me up, what if I cross the finish line first? Yes I’ll be able to keep my honor or what’s left of it that way. He thought as he made a quick sweeping motion as he pretended to stumble. His foot slid past where Tyson should have been only to turn and see Tyson up ahead, sprinting for the finish line. “Damn he got ahead”

“Yes” Tyson said as he reached the finish line. He sat down to catch his breath as he waited for the rest of the class to finish.

A few students congratulated him as others asked why he’d held back and others still asked why he’d stayed in the second year class when he had this type of skill. But all their questions were answered when Tara came over and helped Tyson back to his feet. Tyson couldn’t help but smirk as their teacher started clapping, “it seems the first couple of year two has the combined talents equal to a chuunin.”

A couple students were confused so the teacher explained, “Tyson’s only failing to stay in the same class as Tara and what Tyson has done for his body physically, Tara has done with talent and smarts. If they were to work together they could easily beat two chuunin at once.”
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Night of the samurai Part1

Tyson stood on top of a mountain looking down at the sound village. He’d taken a walk and made his way here, looking down at the village Tara was being held in. He seemed to be zoned remembering days past as two people in kimonos walked towards him. They had bamboo chest plates, carried a katana and wakizashi each. One had a horn dangling from his sash and the other carried a lance with silk tied to it.

The one with the horn noticed Tyson first, “halt, who do you serve?”

Tyson turned realizing he had left both his Konoha forehead protector and the Sound forehead protector at the camp. “I serve no single man, I fight for what I’ve lost and the future I shall obtain.”

“Well said Ronin, that is the ideal life for a samurai, yet judging by your equipment, you are a ninja. So tell me what is it you have lost?”The other samurai said.

“My only living family is being held captive.”Tyson said bluntly.

“Then what is it you hope for the future?”The first samurai asked.

“I seek to start my own hidden village, it has no name yet but it will be a refuge for those forced to leave their homes, whether they be civilian, shinobi, or samurai. If they have no home and have a kind heart they will be welcomed.”

“Again well said, you have a kind heart, that should mean a lot coming from an enemy of your profession should it not?”

“My only enemies are those that wrong me or stand in the way of what I seek to do.”

“Such words have not been heard from any ninja we have met before, a token of our gratitude for the words you have shared with us”The first samurai said handing Tyson a bundle.

“We will be sure to search for your village when it becomes reality. Maybe we will meet again before that.”The second said as he followed his ally down the mountain.

“Maybe”Tyson whispered as he sat down and opened the bundle. A roll of silk, a bamboo chest plate, and a broad style wakizashi, that would match his broad sword.
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NIGHT OF THE SAMURAI PART2

Tyson sat on the same cliff he had the other day when he met the samurai. But instead of watching the village he was watching the clouds. He hadn’t done that in a long time, not since he was a kid, but he couldn’t think about that he only had another hour before he had to check in with his team, since they still hadn’t left for the Chuunins. He was looking forward to competing but at this rate it might be another year before they happened, course it couldn’t really be helped. Orochimaru and his allies had stirred up a lot of trouble.

He sighed and looked at the scroll laying in his lap. The details he Had already planned out for the village he would one day create. He hadn’t told anyone but those two samurai about this dream of his, he hadn’t even had the chance to tell Tara. He twirled his pen a bit and tried to re-focus on what he was writing, he had already decided basics like size, guidelines, stuff like that. However he hadn’t decided things like what the village would be called or where it would be. That was a bit harder, so he decided to work on the village layout for the pre set size of the village. He jotted down notes about defenses, traps, and positions of buildings. Once he had gone through everything he could think of and had checked it over and was satisfied he rolled it up, slipping it into the back of his sash for safe keeping until he got back to camp.

He took one glance over the cliff, as his sword clicked out of it’s scabbard. He charged chakra into the blade and released in bursts as he swung it around. The chakra hit the ground at the foot of the cliff and seemed to etch a symbol into the ground. That looked basicly like a fang with a battered sort of outline. Tyson smirked as he looked at it and muttered one word, “perfect.”

He then looked back to the village as he sheathed his sword, “I’m coming Orochimaru, just wait, the days coming that your reign will end, I swear it.”

He glanced at sun position as he walked down the walkway and toward his team, “Damn I’m late.”
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Emotional Roller Coaster Part1

What a roller coaster, he’d been in the sound, then competed in the chuunins, and now he had been transferred to a Hidden Mist team. Wait the hidden mist uses water style jutsu’s right? This could be interesting, maybe he’d be able to learn something jutsu wise from his sensei and teammates.

Anguna had once said that he should learn cancel, “Maybe I should learn, there are quite a few handy jutsus out there. I’ve thought of plenty of other custom jutsus too.”Tyson said before digging through his belt pouch and pulling out his Howling Wail jutsu scroll.

He read it over a few times understanding it bit by bit. After a couple hours of reading and fixing his crossed eyes he knew what the jutsu was, now he just had to use it. It was a fairly high level jutsu about B-Rank, but mainly only because of the multiple effects.

Tyson adjusted the swords in his sash as he got up, looking into the distance. Seeing the water as the boat headed toward the mist, this was going to be a trip to remember. He’d received word that a team in Konoha had appeared with some openings and that Sorensuke had joined it. But he wasn’t going to jump ship now, literally or figuratively. He was going to be part of Team 07 positioned in the Hidden Mist. Sorensuke was back home in Konoha and that was how it was going to be.

“Maybe by the end of it I’ll have been everywhere. I started in the leaf, trained in the sound, competed in the chuunins in the shadow, and now I’m going to the mist, that’s four down.”Tyson said as he walked to the other side of the boat.

“Hey quit walking around, you’ll tip the boat.”The navigator yelled from the cabin where he was checking maps.

“I’m sitting, I’m sitting.”Tyson yelled back as he sat down, he’d been told about five times to sit still, that the boat was too small to be getting up and walking around especially if he leaned against the edges. The cabin didn’t count because it was built better and the captain and navigator were fairly small people.

He rummaged through his possessions he hadn’t shipped back to Konoha. He brought his village plans, that roll of silk he’d gotten, the bamboo chest plate, a small bag of leaves, his black cloak, the maps he’d gotten from that guy he fought, and whatever he had been carrying during the chuunins. He’d brought money and some rations too. Everything he wasn’t carrying on his person had been thrown into a sack, which Aca was currently guarding by laying on top of it as he slept.

Tyson sighed and laid back watching the clouds. He then started thinking of different jutsu’s. He decided to borrow a blank scroll from the ship and started writing down the jutsu’s he’d like to learn, including the custom ones he’d thought up and the rest of his clan’s jutsu’s. “Too bad I don’t have the Sharingan I could just copy most of these from opponents, then again I wouldn’t be able to use any of my clan moves if I was an Uchiha, even if I did face an Inuzuka, the Sharingan can’t copy clan techniques.”
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