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It was another day, and another grueling shift in the infirmary was complete. The scrubs that he had on felt itchy and Leon had a desire to just rip them off and burn them in the ward. The choice to instead drop by the cafe and making a late lunch was instead chosen. "Ugh, I need a cup of tea." It was always tea, the best company that he could get.

Time and time again, it was the only thing that kept him company during the days here, it was the only constant in his life. The liquid was warm, soothing and welcoming. A sign that his day was going to be alright, no matter whatever may happen.

He was going to have to re-evaluate that.

The fact that the mess hall had to have someone in charge of the rations perplexed Leon. It was the one guy that he hassled to put more healthy items up for the others to eat. Their relationship was more of the working variety, the shouting for spinach and leafy green to be more available. He was sure the guy was probably getting stressed out with just his presence. "No tea?" the boxer asked incredulously. How was it even possible?

Practically everyone he knew here was sucking down coffee, Leon would even go so far to say Java ran in their veins. Deryk's blood type was Baraco. It didn't take long for the ration master to pass the buck when he directed his attention behind him. "Who the hell could use up that much tea so quick- oh." The rant was cut of in mid sentence, and the words died in his throat at the sight of the sun division leader playing with the boxes like they were legos.

The plus side? at least the tea was technically still available. The bad news was that it was being exposed to the... rich flavor profiles that came with One Piece, Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Airgear. Allan was tainting it with Otaku. He didn't need to hear it from the attendant to know what had to be done. "If I want tea, i'd better get it myself huh?" he asked aloud, rhetorically before letting out a sigh and trudging up to the man and his masterpiece.

"Allan sir, If you are looking for green tea, I'd like to make it clear that there is none there." he tried to say politely, straining to keep the fake smile on his face the entire time. "And there isn't any tapioca pearls there for bubble tea."
Allan looked like the type that would enjoy balls in his mouth, but he would not dare to say so out loud.

Leon was baffled when it came to the sun division leader. How someone like him can act the way he does always made the former fighter feel confused. Not to mention that he was currently marveling with the man did with the tea boxes, and shuddered to pick one up. "There are no ninjas here Allan, sir." he wanted to point out. sighing at the man. Him and his honorifics.

He didn't want to enter, just wanted to have tea. "Is the password 'I can chainsaw all your doushinji' by any chance?"

It was a valid point, Leon would admit it. For once, Allan logic made sense. the idea of agreeing with the sun leader was not up for grabs as he crossed his own arms and let out a huff.

"first of all, I'm a boxer, my sensei, does not know nor taught me this ninjutsu." he tried to explain, flailing his arms to get the redheads attention and hopefully back into reality. How one could get so lost in their fantasy world was beyond his own logic.

'And second; heaven's sake, change your clothes." he snapped back, giving him a heated glare and turning to stare at the more visually pleased box of jasmine tea that seemed to be floating in air with only a sliver of the box touching some book called fruits basket. "You're going to blind us all with that."

it had a picture of a guy holding a mouse on it, or at least he hoped it was a guy. The oddness of it all making him turn his head at an angle and squint, just to confirm his assessment.

"I dont want to be a ninja, i just wanted tea." was it too much to ask for? the Brunette stared openly at the sun lead, and his goals for what he wanted. The hand on his shoulder was not brushed off as quickly as he wanted. The anime loving redhead was not hearing any complaints when Leon found himself whisked away by a world of black and white with screentones and girls with big racks that should give them back problems.

How the man was able to take them both to the familiar scene of the training area was beyond his logic, and it continued to be pushed with the talk of chakra. The boxer gave the man a headtilt and a blank stare. "You want me...................... to hit you?" Did Allan have a screw loose... or would it be safe to say that the final screw had come loose in the otaku addled noggin of his? All in all, he heard that the man said hit me, and Leon was far too eager to oblige. "Well, fine, but you asked for it."

his right hand was itching on his side of the field, away from allan and not long after, a roar was heard from the life trainee.

"FOR PONY" "WINTERFELL" "Ninja Training." the words felt odd on his lips, but the running start and the hook punch felt strong.

If there was this 'chakra' thing was in here, he had no clue. It was just too good a chance to give up.

Punching allan in the face was like a dream come true.

It felt like a good hit to Leon. it felt solid and strong. But Allan did not move an inch, and he for one was baffled by it. He didn't even move a millimeter. He was sure that his mouth was wide open, shocked and stunned by the blatant ineffectiveness of his punch.

"ninja chaka" he repeated, glaring at the sun leader. "then i shall use my own mantra" he continued, taking into consideration what the swordsman was asking for. getting into his own position.

which was lying face down on the floor and screaming. "Thisisstupidallanthisisstupidallanthisisstupidallan...."


it went on for seven minutes. all that rage. ninja rage.

"I feel stupid, Allan sir." Leon replied back dourly, sitting like a grump on the floor that got water poured on him or something equally as horrific. whatever eclipse that decided to manifest behind the sun leader was just too damn bright, making the boxer squint at the man and his Ninja ways.

If that made Allan his teacher then balls to it. "I'm not ninja, I am a boxer and before you can say it, No i will not entertain the thought of becoming a NINJA BOXER."

This was some foolish crap to go through just to get some tea. "If I have to do this sir, can't we pick something a little less..... this?" he tried to ask nicely, Allan must have other interests besides graphic novels right?

right??

Dear gods, Leon just could not believe this man. Allan had a screw loose, no he was fairly sure that there was nothing holding that mind together. The groan of disapproval was immediate, almost a reflex as the sun leader decided to promote togetherness and unity by joining in as not only master but as a fellow trainee in this case. It was like being beat down mentally and Leon found himself at the ropes.

He was just going to lie there and take it from Allan, and dumbly join in, weird pose and all. "fine FINE." he roared, grumbling as he too began to say the words.
"One, A ninja must remember his roots. Two, A ninja cannot betray the ninja code. Three! A ninja is sworn to protect their.......nakama." the words were dull and automatic on his tongue, full of disbelief.