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Sorain cracked a sly grin as he anaylized the situation. His brother was playing on his field now, challenging him in his own domain. How foolish, he thought, now he would prove to his brother than attentive study without slacking off made for the better ninja. "Alright here we go. Im gonna throw up a hand seal, and you have to mimic it and tell me its name got it?" he said while quickly rolling the scroll back into it's sleeve so that his brother couldn't see. He then held his hands out in front of him and without hesitation formed his fingers into the proper position that directly mirrored on each hand. His pinky fingers were extended downward, where as his thumbs were curled upwards one atop the other. The rest of his fingers were tightly laced, making what could be interpreted as a slender looking cone. "Alright, go." he said while holding the seal tightly, waiting in anticipation for his brother to make his guess, deciding that if he managed to get this one correct he would shoot for best two out of three. Despite the fact that his brother neglected study, there was one unesceable fact of life that Sorain simply could not fathom. Sai was lucky. For what ever reason the hand of face seemed to either roll him a series of fortune, or punish him harshly. Nothing was ever in the middle. Which, as he thought about it further described his brothers personality perfectly. Both far ends of the spectrum at all times.

At first Sorain was pleased with himself for having made a fool of his brother. This night he had accomplished something, he had properly established that he was the smarter twin. Failing on the first question, his brother was surely doomed in the academy. How amusing it would be when he receives his head band first. It would put a plain distinction between them. It was then that he noticed that his brothers reaction ruined it all. Without even thinking Sorain snapped. He had continually demanded that his brother lay off his room and here he goes into a tantrum just to annoy him. "Your such a baby!" he yelled aggressively while pushing himself off the chair and lunging forward, throwing himself onto Sai and attempting to wrestle control over him.

Frowning intently, Sorain froze in position, keeping his arms wrapped securely around his brothers waist while keeping his right hand pressed against Sai's back. For several moments he sat there, locked in stare with his mother who slowly began to lean forward looking as if she were preparing herself to simply snatch Sai away from his clutches. What would he do? If he released Sai now he would only be letting himself be one up again. But if he didn't he would be at the mercy of their mother, something that made fear sink deeply into his heart. Closing his eyes tightly, Sorain yelled out in protest. "He wrecked my room on purpose! This is the only way he learns!" and as he finished his cry, Sorain roughly shoved his brother forward, forcing him off the bed and onto the floor. Effectively pushing him off the bed, which achieved his desired goal but lacked the joy of revenge that came along with the idea of tossing Sai clean across the room. "Hmph..Looks like mommy saves you this time." He said as he stood up on his own bed and hopping down and snatching his sheets off the bed and carrying them out of the room towards the back of the house where he could toss them in a hamper. Soon enough his mother would see those sheets, and eventually she would question them about what had happened. For now he would wait on his justice.

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After being ushered out from his brother's room, Sai simply stood there watching after his mom with care to make sure she was gone and of course that snooty nosed Sorain wasn't returning either. Once he was sure he was alone for the time being, the boy instantly turned his attention to the door of the room. Reaching out with eager hands, he grasped the door handle and turned to go in but with much surprise found himself locked out. Upset and not yet realizing that either his mom or brother had purposely set the door to be like that to prevent him from entering when no one was around, he hastened himself to struggle with the handle but to no avail as the door stood fast and unbudging. Growling, he began to attack the door with his small fists and feet in hopes that he could possibly batter his way through but soon enough he gave up with on final toss of his body against the door. It shook with the force. But that was the best he could get from it.

Whimpering and defeated, Sai slumped against the door and pouted, holding himself firm against the torrent of tears he felt building in his eyes as his throat swelled and his face burned hot with frustration. He didn't know why he was bothered so much but he was, he didn't like it, he didn't want to be denied what he wanted to do. Throwing his head back violently in protest, a loud clunk could be heard as bone met door and door wont triumphantly. This time there was no holding back the tears as the frustration and pain coupled together was too much for the boy's emotions. "What's wrong?" He could hear his mother call out from the room afar, a touch of worry in her voice but the unmistakable sound of annoyance also there as well. "No. Th. Ing. Ma. Ther." Sai called back out in between sobs, eventually dragging himself up to his feet and making his way back to his own room defeated.

His room wasn't much different than his brother, it was well decorated and maintained thanks to his mother and he even had his own bookshelf littered with books as well, they just happened to not be of the scholarly descent like his brother's.Instead they were of fantasies and fables, myths and legends, and the most pertaining to the world of shinobi were catalogs of weapons and devices that he kept on his desk.

Dragging his tired feet across the room, he made his way to his closet and fetched himself a fresh pair of underwear and a clean t-shirt before leading himself into their conjoined bathroom. Tossing the fresh clothes onto the bathroom counter, he began to tear off his dirty clothing and throw them upon the lid of the toilet until he was completely naked. With a sigh, he made his way to the shower curtain and began to run the bath, stopping himself only as he noticed the other door on the other end of the bathroom. A twinkle of mischief played in his eye as he stared at the door that led to the other room... the room that he was supposedly barred from.

Taking long, tiptoed steps to the door, he gently pressed his hand to the knob and turned ever so carefully, using every effort in his little body not to scream in success as the door opened and he was allowed entrance to his brother's room once again. Victorious and satisfied, he ran into the room and streaked his way around in stark naked circles, stopping only as he jabbed his toe against the frame of his brother's bed.

Clasping a hand against his mouth to smother the outraged cry, his other hand carefully holding his injured foot as he hoped around in dismay of the pain. Finally he flopped over on his brothers bed and waited for the pain to subside. It would only be moments later before he abrupt in giggles and climbed into his brother's bed completely. Rolling around, the boy giggled and laughed at what he could imagine Sorain's shock at his brother's forced entry and more so the fact that he was, currently, sitting on his pillow with all of his glory present and available. And there he would sit and think and ponder as he watched his surroundings with care.

With a sigh, he rose from his seat and leaped his way to his brother's desk. There would be no way he would just allow Sorain to just get ahead of him without even so much of a fight... Pulling out the scroll he had seen his brother studying from, a pen and a blank scroll he had found waiting for him on the sidelines, Sai began to read the scroll. His mind in contemplation, should he just copy the entire scroll word for word? Did he even had time for that... It was very unlikely, Sorain would no doubt catch him in his birthday suit and cause uproar so quickly he wouldn't have even realized his bottom was skinned by his parents already. Instead, Sai opted to skim the scroll several times and carefully copy down what he found to be key facts. Several times he had to cross out what he was writing as his eyes adjusted to the wrong line and ruined the sentence or his habitual bad hand writing would make it so illegible that it would need rewriting. Quickly he found himself with a tired hand and a scroll that majorly notes but still etched to bone with cross outs and mistakes.

Copying Scrolls
DC: 10
Formula: 1d20 .
Train: 7/10
Attempts: 10
Subject: Sorain's Scroll on Hand Seals

Sorain returned back to his room, pleased to see that his brother was no longer there. Despite the frustration of what had happened, Sorain was still exited about the mourning. Tomorrow would mark the day that he would be allowed to actually enter the academy. To become one of the rookie Shinobi that trained hard every day to get strong, and more importantly, it seemed as though he already had the one up on his brother who was clearly unprepared for the more technically know how of being a ninja. Sitting himself back down at his desk, Sorain sighed for a moment. Right away he noticed that something was off, it was almost like he could feel it. Something was out of place, or perhaps missing but he could not tell right away what it is. Taking a moment to scan his room, Sorain attempted to figure out what exactly was missing. After giving it some thought for several moments, Sorain concluded that something was surely gone but nothing of any real value. For now, he would simply finish his studies before bed.

Sorain continued with his studies, adamant that he would be fully prepared for the academy. From the rumors he had heard, the academy was comprised of by physical and mental examinations. He was under no illusion that he would be the best fighter in class, but he knew that with effort he could easily sky rocket as the most intelligent. As long as he tried his best, and stayed calm throughout the process he was confident that he would be able to shine. "Alright!" he said before reopening the hand seal scroll and began copying the Rat symbol yet again. He remembered that when he first started his studies that he had momentarily gotten the seal wrong, it was a mistake that he definitely did not want to make in the academy.

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