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It seemed that his memory had failed him, as he suddenly remembered, due to here initial statement, that the two had never actually met. Her name had been said, but little more than that. Now would be a good time to do introductions, in Koyuki's opinion. " Oh! Um... I'm Koyuki. I'm Akiko's brother. And Yuki's nephew. Nice to meet you!" He held his hand out, but noticed the blank stare that was received and withdrew it, awkwardly.

Scratching the back of his head, nervously, he responded to her query with a slightly discouraged opinion. " Um... Yeah. She's here. In the Kitchen... Just, um... Just come in... She's this way.", He said as he opened the door wider, allowing her to step in, as he led the way to the kitchen. Once he was in the doorway of said room, he said to his Aunt," Uh... Akemi's here for you, Yuki..."

Theme Song: Innocence Theme

...but she wasn't quite sure where to head.

Haruka could've sworn something was mentioned about visiting the Tenmoki household...well...it was a start, she supposed. Fortunately, the Tenmoki house wasn't that far of a walking distance from the Uchiha estate. So taking the western street leading from the southern side of the estate, Haruka set out at a fair-paced walk. On her way, she noticed the weapon store opening up for daily business - something she was quite certain the bar on the other side, no, all of the stores in Shimagakure were currently-...

The streets were not crowded yet at this time of the day, but she preferred it that way. With a small smile curving her lips... She supposed there was something oddly... Almost nice, of mornings. She stopped at the end of the block.

...was this it...?

It wasn't as large as the Uchiha estate, but it was a pretty house for certain. It was built in the traditional design, Fire or Rice Country, she wasn't so certain...but the wood of the roofs seemed to drape with heavy elegance over the expanse of the house. Haruka looked around. Was that a dojo, over there in the distance? Her nose caught the heavy scent of jasmine flowers, and many other types she couldn't name as well, and as she gradually drew closer, she noticed that the expanse of land that surrounded the house dotted with color and bordered by white was actually an immense garden.

She stopped for a moment, catching a white petal in the air that was freed by the passing spring breeze. Prettily iridescent eyes seem to widen slightly in surprise, the increase expanse allowing the sun to catch the tinges of emerald in her blue-violet eyes - her surprise as that petal was actually a small white butterfly who promptly fluttered off and before she could stop it, settled like an ornament in her hair. After several moments of failing to shoo the thing away, she gave up - she was not about to rip it off her hair, which would then take time to repin - and so she decided to head to speak with this Yuki person.

Even with the injuries to her feet and her new heeled sandals, Haruka seemed untroubled by movement as she seemingly slipped along the pathway with easy grace, the heels not even making the slightest hint of sound on the stone of the path. The breeze gently stirred the white skirt of her outfit, the flying petals seemingly oddly contrasting with the red and black of her over-shirt and most of her outfit, yet oddly fitting too. She did not mind too much, either, as the wind streamed back the free-flowing locks of long, wavy, crimson hair...

She stopped shortly and knocked gently on the door.

((Spring 2 Morning entry))

It was getting late. Ordinarily, Akiko would be asleep by now, but this was too important to miss. She couldn't understand anything that was being said, but she had a general idea. After all, children are the most difficult kind of audience. She could sense that something was wrong: she could tell by the uncertainty, suspense, and sorrow in the air. She was compelled to look for a reason, some sort of explanation for this phenomenon. Yet, when she looked up into his eyes, she was horrified. She couldn't remember what he looked like! All that remained was a large figure shrouded in shadows. She was confused as to why she had forgotten him so soon, and she hated herself for doing so. He kissed her sweetly on the cheek--a sincere one, but cold under the circumstances--and parted through the door into the night. She rushed to the window to catch one final glimpse at him, perhaps to gain insight as to who he was, but all that she could see was darkness. Darkness, followed by light. Glaring light.

Stupid sun.

She tried to cling to the fleeting images in her dreams, but they were fading fast. All she could remember of them was the desire to find him again. She hadn't given up hope yet. Still, there were more immediate concerns. As her dream faded, the physical world presented itself with its own problems. For one, the sun was pummeling into her eyes. She had a throbbing headache that drummed in time with the oscillations of the rays of light. She was still exhausted from the previous day's work and groggy from the abrupt awakening. She tried the best she could under the circumstances, but it still took a full ten minutes just to rise. She stumbled about her morning routine sluggishly and haphazardously. At the end of it, she smelled nice and looked presentable, but she could still use another combing and some other touch-ups. Her sleep-deprived mind had already decided against devoting the energy required of that task. Instead, she headed downstairs, though without her usual energy. Upon entering the kitchen, she rubbed her eyes and looked around. The others in the Tenmoki clan were awake, and the first of the morning guests had already arrived. She heard a sharp rapping at the door, but the noise exacerbated her headache and she moved away from the sound. She took a seat, pressing her own back into the chair's. From there, her mind struggled to monitor her current tasks while balancing the remaining fragments of the night's visions.

This was an interesting question that was given. What did he want to do, as far as a specialty? He hadn't thought about it too much. His family, by nature, was terrible at most Genjutsu, so it might not be a good idea to go against nature and try it. Taijutsu sounded like a good idea, but he wasn't even sure he knew what Eseijutsu was, let alone whether or not he wanted to try it. " Well...", Koyuki began as he continued to think. " Taijutsu would be pretty cool... But maybe..."

His thoughts were stopped by two more knocks on the door. His sister had come down stairs during this, but she seemed very grumpy, this morning, so he felt he should just hold off of any comments towards her, lest he get a few bruises already. He got up once more, and began to head towards the door, saying behind him, first," I'll get the door really quick." Once he had made it to the main entryway, he opened up the door, and stepped to the side to let everyone in. " Welcome.", He said, rather dully, as he was still thinking over the question asked. " Yuki's in the kitchen. Over there."

This conversation gave Akiko a little pause. She hadn't given much thought into the matter of what she'd do. Her utensils danced about her plate, pushing food aside without grasping anything. Her mind was now on this thought. Her experiences in taijutsu were, thus far, unsatisfactory. She wasn't sure she wanted to devote herself to something in which she wasn't very skilled. The throwing exercise was intriguing, yes, and she figured she'd need to practice all of her lessons, anyway. However, it wasn't something to which she was ready to commit. Genjutsu was, thus far, pretty easy for her. YEt, she could already tell that the subject of illusions--false realities which could not be properly analyzed--was gradually becoming more elusive. She hadn't tried ninjutsu yet, but if it were just a matter of controlling her chakra, she had a good feeling about it. Still, she needed to experience it for herself before she could make a sound decision on the matter. As for the others--eseijutsu and fuinjutsu--she had no idea how those would go.

"I... I'm not really sure myself," she said, still in a bit of a daze. "I guess I need to experience them all before I can decide. But, I don't think Taijutsu or Genjutsu are for me. Could I maybe try Ninjutsu for a while?" She looked over at her aunt, cocking her head to the side. Aunt Yuki would be able to make a wiser choice on the matter.

Theme Song: Darkness Theme

((Do I have to roll...?))

Sensing someone approaching, she slipped aside to the shadowed corners, and watched as a boy with the palest blonde hair she had ever seen and blue, blue eyes marched up straight to the door and began knocking (more violently certainly than she had) on it. But it seemed to have been effective and caught the attention of the occupants inside, for the door opened with a click and she heard another person speak. She quickly darted from her hiding spot and was able to stop the door with her outstretched fingers before it fully closed, slipping inside, neither minding the butterfly that still stubbornly clung to her hair nor the leaves and stray petals of jasmine flowers from the wind caught in flame-red, wavy strands.

The person who had opened the door said that the person named Yuki, who happen to have the same name as the Academy instructor and principal she was looking for (so she assumed they were one and the same, because she was most certainly at the right house) was in the kitchen. She quietly slipped in line behind the other students, not bothering to introduce herself to the others but merely watching, listening for now...a little hindered in her progress through because she was certainly not used to wearing heeled sandals (like Sakura's post-Shippuuden) - or any type of shoe for the matter - preferring to spend most of her time barefoot...and the layers to the clothes in general were troublesomely uncomfortable anyways.

They were led to the backyard, Haruka noting that it was interesting that this woman should see it more fit to provide outdoor training to her students instead. She supposed she was somewhat grateful in this aspect. She may have been no stranger to mundane classwork, but still it was an irritating aspect of Academy classes. But it would seem that she was not able to resist the invitation to throw a strike when it was consented. Even though it this was for the sake of an experimental display of the Kawarimi technique...it was fine. She won't mind aiding in demonstrations, just this once, then.

Perhaps the other students would have been quite surprised, as the doll-like girl, seemingly incapable of holding anything heavier than her breakfast spoon, rushed at Yuki.

The Ashi girl from the previous night had fought in quite a unique manner...where most would use the fists, palms, elbows and lower arm to deliver strikes, that girl had solely used her legs and feet while Haruka only had in the rare occasion to disarm the opponent by disrupting their balance. Perhaps certain things from the previous night had stuck to the young Uchiha's combat style for as she rushed at Yuki, the white skirt of her outfit flaring - more prominently revealing the black shorts beneath - but rather than expectantly using her fists, she swooped low, a flash of crimson and dark, dark red...letting her left hand touch the ground along with her left foot kept there for stabilization, and in those swift fragments of ensuing moments, in a sharply smooth part-cartwheel, aimed her other foot - free in the air for now - in a strong downward swing at the principal.

With the swift movement, the butterfly from her hair fluttered into the air for the safe refuge of the skies, while the leaves and stray petals of jasmine were freed once more. But neither the beauty of the swift movement would have mattered...the sheer audacity of the act would have probably surprised even the most withdrawn of the students. This girl, she had aimed her foot at the acclaimed Tenmoki Yuki, the head Esei-ANBU of Shimagakure no Sato...in her house, to boot and not to mention seemingly not appearing to regret that choice of action for the strike at all.

This girl...

...the b*****d child of the Uchiha clan.

Certainly, the expectant Kawarimi followed, and she herself had been able to land solidly on her feet with the completing half of the cartwheel, the stabilizing hand and foot leaving the ground while the right foot - the same she had used against the principal - planted first and shortly ensued by the other solidly on the ground. But it wasn't a stiffly upright position, her posture had almost immediately sank a bit more closer to the ground in the next instant, a part-crouch almost...as if the child's body instinctively knew what to do next in combat... Because she had, indeed, been in one too many fights in the short years thus far in her life.

And Haruka, with a small, cold smile on her face, ambivalently gave the reason why she had disobeyed the order to throw specifically a punch: "...otherwise that would disrupt balance, no...?" True enough. It was a simple answer, merely six words, but the fact and logic was undeniable...the lunge behind a punch would disrupt the attacker's balance with the defender shifting out of the way with Kawarimi. Misplaced force to empty space and with nowhere to go, would propel the body forward, and only those already possessing excellent control of footwork - a trained art - would only then be able to prevent the inevitable fall, or total interruption in balance. But there was also certain defiance behind this girl's choice of words...that certainly wasn't the only reason...

...she would not - refuse to - make herself a fool in front of the other students.

Haruka was not one to answer with words.

And with how she had chosen to respond...with action rather than meager words...

There was no such thing as hesitation, within the wild elf-child.

[hasty post, sorry, just wanted to get something in incase I go m.i.a this weekend]

Akemi finished playin around with the food that Yuki had given her, and then finished it off as she listened to the woman talk about ninjutsu and other stuff to that Akiko girl. As more people started entering the house, the girl commented back to Yuki, "Would it mean much if I kept looking into it?" she said quietly to the women. The girl had genuinly thought the idea behind genjutsu was cleaver, but she had known that her clan had other idea's for her. She knew she would have to leave her main studies in what Yuki had mentioned.

Well, ninjutsu would be what she looked into today, and then when Yuki had asked for a student to come at her with a punch, and a grin came to the girl's face as she contimplated the idea. She couldn't react other then that, because another girl she had yet to meet had already took advantage of the moment. She then looked to that Akiko girl, and figured she needed to earn a few points with Yuki after yesterday. "If we need to pair.. I guess I'll pair with you" she said quietly to the girl. "But I do like to make the first move..." she said with a small smirk, but then realized as she tired forming the seal, that she was drawing a slight blank. She knew the seal from yesterdays work, and that was about it.

Kawamiri Training I - Learn Hand Seal
The seal to use Kawamiri is the Ram. You must use the seal quickly and with stealth so that your opponent will not see it coming. Practice utilizing the seal with sleight of hand.
DC: 15
1d20[7] + Spy[1] + Agi Mod[1] +5= 14
Train: 0/3
Special: +5 to first roll.

Kolo wanted to learn the Rope Escape technique, but he knew that Shin was going to teach him later, so he didn't want to make him feel bad becuase he learned it in the academy. He wanted to learn the Kawarimi, it looked like it would be useful, particularly if he had to fight Seiko again. He wanted to be able to dodge at every oppurtunity. He looked at Akemi, but saw, to his displeasure, that she had found a partner. He now had to work with someone he didn't know. Lucky for him, Seiko wasn't there to learn this technique as well. He looked to the boy who had let him in. "Hey, do you want to partner up?" He asked innocently, approaching the boy. Before the boy could look over however, he quickly slipped his fingers togethor and formed the ram seal. He couldn't believe it was that easy. He wanted to get this done with fast so he could learn the rest of the jutsu, and maybe fight someone. Just for the sake of fighting.

Kawamiri Training I - Learn Hand Seal
The seal to use Kawamiri is the Ram. You must use the seal quickly and with stealth so that your opponent will not see it coming. Practice utilizing the seal with sleight of hand.
DC: 15
1d20 + Spy [1] + Tenmoki-Sensei [5] = 17
Train: 1/3