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"You sound like you're pretty hungry..." Immolatus heard the girl's stomach growling very loudly and approached her, probably looking like a teacher rather than a student at first glance. But his lack of a headband with his clan's seal on it was one of several marks that he was a student; though returning on his own reasons; the reason being that his ability to control chakra had been shattered by the deadly poison slipped to him. Attached to his belt was a thermos mug containing coffee, still hot. Immolatus's worst fear was falling back into the comatose state he'd been put into by the poison. He knew it might come back at any time; and thus he kept his body well awake by a strong addiction to Coffee; keeping a mug of the beverage on hand as often as he could; which was normally at all times. Taking several pieces of brown wrapped candy out of his pocket, he offered them to the young Hyuuga, speaking "Would you like some Coffee flavored candy? You don't look like you're old enough for real coffee, but this is pretty low caffeine compared to the real stuff." Considering the offer fairly generous, the Coffee Candy was always kept in his pockets as a backup in case he should run out of the real coffee.

"Blacker than a moonless night, hotter and more bitter than hell itself... that is Coffee..." Immolatus mourned the loss of his mug of coffee; inwardly infuriated that the girl had stolen his mug when he specifically offered her coffee candy instead. Also being called an old man was another low blow to him; and he was very tempted to use his fire powers of the Enkou Clan against her; if only his chakra pool hadn't been shattered; an fact he had again nearly forgotten; thankfully having retained his composure and not lost his cool; "If you must know, my hair is only white from a poisoning incident, and I'm not an 'old man', if you must know I'm only in my early twenties... Said poison destroyed my chakra pool, so at the moment I'm here as a student to renew the basics on controlling my power..." Washing out his mug thoroughly at a nearby water fountain to remove the traces of sugar that remained, Immolatus closed the thermos tightly and began to walk to his class, praying that the girl was not in the same class as him...

"Sorry sir" she said with a cute smile on her face, she followed after him just to see which class he was in. "Well I'm here because....wait why am I here" she said stopping thinking about why she had come to this academy. She couldn't even rember why she had decided to come. With a shrug she looked at Immolatus. As he was going to his class she couldn't help but ask. "Hey, whats your name mister" she said, she was bored and decided to tag along with this guy/

“Get down from there so you can get your punishment done with!”[/b[ The teacher yelled while taking a step back. He then watched as Pillo landed in front of him with a soft ‘thump’. He then held out two large weights in front of him, and handed it to her. “Put these on and run the track,..” He said with a small sigh only to sit back on the ground. ‘ When will this day be over,… Thinking this as he took out a small wrapping from his vest. He then unwrapped the item having it appeared to be a rice ball.


“Okay then,..” Pillo muttered to herself as she placed the weights on to her feet. It felt like nothing to her as she placed her feet back on to the ground. However when taking the first step she felt as if she couldn’t even move her leg. “ The what sodding hell?!” She yelled at the top of her lounges while lifting her right foot above the ground only to bring it down with difficulty.
“ How many pounds is this?” She asked while turning towards her teacher with an annoyed expression on her face.

“About,… A hundred pounds or more,..” He said while glancing towards the sky.

"I see"She muttered to herself while turning to the field. One step at a time she slowly made it to the track only to feel pain slowly going threw her legs however she knew that her muscles where growing thanks to this. She then placed her chakra in to the bottom of her feet, knowing that ti would help when she was running. At the end of her tenth lap the female ended up leaning against one of the tree’s, taking in large breaths to fill her lungs with oxygen. “ I’m I done yet..”

“Yes along with the academy,” The teacher said as he walked over towards her, kneeling down to take off the weights. “ Have fun in the villages kid,” Saying this as he stood up in front of her with the hidden clown head band, then wrapped it around her hat.

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Zatoichi sat in the front row of the class room and sighed. He reached up adjusting the piece of black fabric around his head, covering his eyes completely and started to slouch, bowing to the pressure of the glares, the stares, the whispering all around him, about him. He swiftly shot his right hand up catching a thin wooden rod, presumably a pencil, or chopstick, that was thrown at him from right side. He hated the academy, he hated the teachers that pitied him, the students that messed with him. He hated everyone and everything about this place that he had to learn from before he became a "true" ninja, whatever that was. He was Zatoichi, the blind samurai, a member of the Miyanari clan, blinded by an accident while training. If his eyes were ever revealed people would realize that the light reflected from the blade, the light that blinded him, had blasted all of the color from his eyes, making them a milky white around the outside, and silver where the iris and pupils should be. The sun shined his eyes and made him the way he was. He hated the sun. He cursed everyone around him, the whispers grew in both volume and decibel at his display of his extra sensory detection. Due to his lack of vision he developed super senses, as well as much more powerful, and fast body to cope with the loss of the main sense of life. What had actually happened when he caught the strange rod, whatever it may be, was that as it flew through the air, the faint rustle of the air around it let Zatoichi know that it was flying, the way the sound bounced off of his ear let him know it was coming towards him. He could smell the strange wood that the rod was made of and as it grew closer so did the smell. Finally his sense of touch allowed him to feel the air spinning around the rod as he reached up plucking it out of the air with ease. He could explain this to them entirely, but they would never understand. They were spoiled by their sight something he now cherished so dearly from when he had it so long ago, it was thirteen years ago when the accident happened. The blade that blinded him was now at his side, the blade he had dubbed Tonbogiri, sitting in its place on his right hip, strapped closest to him. His second blade, an unnamed katana sat on top of tonbogiri, a layer of protection between any attacks and his most cherished posession. He hated the sword with a burning passion, it burned hotter than the fires straight from the devils maw and burned within him granting him part of his insane speed and strength not yet seen by any but his trainer. He was thinking about all of this, about how a red rose, sitting in a field of green, though visually impressive to anyone, was wasted upon the eyes of seen men. Being blind after sight Zatoichi remembered brief glimpses of objects in his mind, so beautiful so serene, so horrific, he wished for the ability to see again, even if for only five minutes, he would cherish everything he took in, he would turn his vision to the sky admire it beauty in the deep, vast, endless, sea of blue. The clouds would dance as he watched, and if it was raining then the drops would sparkled like diamonds falling all around him. He thought of all of this, and started to lose himself in visions from the past... until someone touched the cloth covering his eyes. He jumped forward turning placing one hand ont he hilt of Tonbogiri and growled. He couldn't tell who it was, they never talked so he couldn't indentify them by voice, and they weren't walking which meant he couldn't tell by their weight or footfalls. This meant that they weren't walking either, he used this information to deduce two things, one they were sitting behind him and haven't moved their feet, and two that it was the same person who walked by him this morning. The other academy students decided to play a trick on him, waking him up after only an hour of sleep and telling him class began, he couldn't tell if there was light out, he couldn't see the stars letting him know that they were lieing, all he knew was what they told him, so he sat in the class room, listening to their cruel laughs at how the blind one fell for their prank. He remembered who sat behind him when everyone walked in and growled again scowling. "Why did you touch my blindfold Inisu..." He asked in a serious tone focusing all of his senses on where he knew his opponent would be. "Heh see told you he wasn't blind, he turned and saw me through that thin piece of cloth he wears over his eyes to fake being blind. Hes just an attention whore, a class A b***h." He said to everyone around him, half of them laughed, the other half dropped into a dead silence which the rest soon followed except for him. Zatoichi sat there, anger rolling over his face. He dashed forward at a speed unfollowable by anyone of the academy level reaching forward and pressing his aplm into Inisu's chest throwing him back against a wall and growled. He reached up riipping the blindfold off and "stared" as well as a blind man could into the b*****d before him's eyes. "DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM FAKING BLIND TO YOU." He roared at the now cowering figure below him. Zatoichi continued to yell at the wall before him, now devoid of life as Inisu crawled away hiding behind two of the girls on the class, though Zatoichi would never know he would continue yelling at the wall. He heard Inisu whimper from wherever he was hiding and stopped halfway through a word, dropping his head in shame. He slowly reached up retieing the blindfold around his head, recovering his now closed eyes. He walked back to where he was sitting before his outburst. He sat down enjoying the silence from around him. No one ever expected him to break like that, they just thought he would continue "faking" until they all graduated, then he would jump up and surprise everyone with his ability to see. He cursed them all as he sat down. He felt a strange rustling in the air next to him as he realized a female member of the class was walking towards him. "Umm.. Inisu wanted me to give this to you... he is afraid you will attack him if he moves... its a note..." She said handing a piece of folded paper to Zatoichi. "Is this some sort of joke... It's not very funny." He said in a calm kind of hurt voice.He didn't want to be mean to whoever the messenger was. It wasn't her fault after all. "O-Oh im so sorry, it says the hes sorry and hopes you will forgive him. I... I'm sorry." She said bowing to him. He reached out taking the paper from her, regarding it for a second and then slipping it into the folds of his kimono. "Apology accepted." He said shrugging his shoulders. "It doesn't really matter, I graduate today anyway." He said sighing and standing leaving the room, to hopefully head back to the village hidden in the cloud. He walked down the hall listening to the excited chatter from the room behind him smiling, just barely at the fact that most of them were talking about how a blind samurai had easily taken out a fully capable nin in training, instead of the fact that he was graduating today. He walked along counting his steps, and turning at the entrance of the academy. He reached out taking the instructors waiting hand and shook. "So your unofficial last day go well..." He asked concerned and curiously. "It went fine I kind of enjoyed it." He said listening to his instructors sigh of relief. He walked outside feeling the warm bath of the sun rushing across his skin and smiled. He was finally a "true" ninja he was ready for whatever would be thrown at him, and whoever threw it would be met with the tip of a sword. He thought of this and smiled walking back to the village hidden in cloud.


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A large grin appeared on Pillo's face as she unwrapped the headband from her hat then brought it out in front of her. It had the odd symbol for Hidden Clown with zero scratches on it. She could even see the her clown make up was in perfect condition. She then stood up from the ground, keeping her headband in her left hand as she stared at it.
"One step closer to becoming a ninja," She said to her self then looked over to see the coffee drinking man and the female fallowing him where still over to the side. 'I wounder what there talking about,..' Thinking this as she took a step forward only to pause and bring her left hand up to her hat. Pillo took out her hat only to place it on the ground and take out a fake hand with her left hand. Since she lacked a right hand the girl carried around a fake one to make things less weird. With her left hand she slowly screwed on the right arm to her shoulder.
"I'm not ready to be seen,..I'll just sit right here and spy" She muttered while doing her arm.

A large smile appeared on Pillo's face as she screwed on her arm fully. She then tied the headband to her hat, making sure the note was fully tight and placed the hat on top of her head. After this she brought her left hand up to brush down her bangs to only glance back towards the scene. When turning her head she heard the male say a riddle. 'Around me, people snuggle and sleep. Yet run when I am released from my keep' Thinking this as her eyes narrowed. She had known many riddles in her time however this one was knew. Her eyes then grew wide as a alrge smile appeared on her face.
"The answer is fire," Pillo said, raising her voice as she watched the scene from afar. She wasn't going to assist the female he was holding however when riddles where in play she had to join in. After all she was a Clown ninja.