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 Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 10:25 am
Shuniji was about ready to yank Seika up by the forearms and make out with her himself, she was taking so long. Hell, by the time she got around to making the damn hand signs, she'd be legal and the whole scenario would be okay.
His lips formed a tight line as he shifted his hands to his hips. Seika finally made the damn sign--wait, there was only one!? What the hell was taking her so long!? What the...
Shuniji's thoughts trailed off when he noticed Seika had visibly relaxed, like she was falling asleep. Sure it was nice she wasn't as jumpy as usual, but this... this was just off. Seika didn't do this kind of thing unless...
"Oh shi--"
Shuniji bit his tongue as he was yanked down to Seika's eye-level, nearly clocking heads together in the process.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 12:19 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
When Shun was about eye level with Seika. There was a small hissing noise that came from her, but it didn't look like she was making the noise at all. Her lips curled into a twisted smile as she seemed to be giving his grotesque mask a stare down. When finally, she forcibly pressed her lips against his, and began I just died inside. making out with Shun. Without hesitation I might add. Judging by how she tightened her grip on his arms. She had no real intention of releasing him at all. Was this the will of Seika? To harm Shuniji or even try to take him down? Not likely, but it sure seemed like it. Sure there were a few times where he had hurt Seika's feelings. Probably even scarred her fore life with his careless comments, but she'd never be so loathsome towards anybody. Though if that was the case, she wouldn't have been thinking such ill-willed thoughts about Shun. Besides it's not like she didn't do the same thing to him. Only he didn't seem to mind it...right?
The hissing that was heard a couple of seconds ago had started again, only it was much louder. The white snake that the Otokage had placed within her belly could only be heard, but not seen. It seemed to give off an puissant force; Like a magnet, slowly sucking his chakra away as if it were a vacuum cleaner. As that happened, her music player had fully restarted and began playing a rather startling song that could be easily heard from her headphones, snapping her back down to earth. Seika blinked for a moment and released Shun's arms, trying to figure out what the hell was- ''....Mmm?'' She was apparently face to face with some ugly green mask. Oh wait, that's....Shun's ugly...green...NO WAY! Seika panicked and crossed her eyes, briefly, looking down...thus confirming the inevitable truth that she was in fact. In mid kiss with the worst person on earth, No...her evil rival that would probably kill her for nickle. And apparently she was still stealing his chakra. Seika froze in a state of panic, too terrified to move herself at the moment. Her mind was racing with both confusion and terror at her discovery. It made her feel dizzy and sick. Or maybe that was just the chakra she was taking in. She personally didn't want Shun to attack her, so she broke the kiss with a wimpy push and screamed like a little girl, and assumed the fetal position on the ground. Seika had been successfully scarred for life. Not to mention her first kiss was stolen...while it was technically her fault for rushing at Shun. Non the less it was still shared with him. That was enough to give the girl a heart attack and maybe go into a deep depression forever. '....I taste watermelon.' That was weird. Seika smacked her lips for a moment, trying to figure out how she got that taste in her mouth- Oh no...Wait a second. SHE COULD TASTE HIS CHAKRA?! 'T-that's borderline creepy!, NOOOOOO!' She'd never feel the same way about fruit, Or fruity pebbles ever again.
Eve's Fall Jutsu Training: B-Rank
2032 out of 2,000 - Complete!
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 7:38 am
 Shuniji was more surprised than put-off by the whole event. He wasn't expecting Seika to be so forward about it at all, and the smile really threw him for a loop.
However, once he was that close to Seika's face, he realized he couldn't hear the soft thrum of her headphones, per usual.
Behind his mask, Shuniji's eyes widened. This wasn't Seika! This was Psycho Seika! ...Saika!
Shuniji could feel himself being drained. While that was the intention from the start, Shuniji couldn't trust this... Saika to not bleed him dry. He grimaced into the kiss.
The Dokumishi living in Shuniji's body, swarming through his chakra, were drained in by Seika as well, likely flooding her mouth and throat, eating away at the skin and chakra.
Shuniji heard the music kick back on, and saw Seika wake up. He wrenched away and stumbled back. He wiped a line of saliva from his lips and quickly clicked his mask back into place with a sneer.
"Watch it." He stated with a strong and clear voice. He calmly stood over her curled body and waited for her to notice the insects eating her insides so he could heal her.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 8:02 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
It took a moment to realize. 'Watermelon.....watermelon...watermelo- OH ******** FLAMING WATERMELON! IT BUUURRRRNNNNNSSS' Seika screeched in agonising pain and flailed her arms around. ''G-GAH! GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!'' She wasn't quite sure what to do about the bugs eating her alive. Probably because she had no clue what they were or how they got there. It was totally alien to her. Not that she was in any place to think rationally or lay blame on anybody. All Seika knew is that her mouth had set fire. Though to be fair it felt more like eating a bunch of tacks. It felt like they were tearing at her skin. 'See, THIS is what kissing does to you, kids.' Though Seika would classify it as mouth aids if she wasn't in a panicked state. She couldn't even hear Shun's voice. Everything was sort of muffled out by her screaming. You stick a bunch of tacks in your mouth and see how you feel!
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ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 8:18 am
Had Shuniji's mask been removed right there, no one would have been able to tell the difference, he was giving Seika such an ugly sneer.
He crouched down next to her huddled form, and with a sharp jab, shot his hand out to grab her throat and throw her onto her back.
Being sure to hold her still, Shuniji made half a hand sign with his free hand and coaxed the insects out of Seika's mouth.
Purplish-red blotches, the very same ones that had covered Shuniji during the Chunin Exam, seeped past her lips and down her face like liquid, until they reached Shun's hand. They crawled up his arm and slowly disappeared into his skin.
The burning would have subsided, but Seika's throat would have still been raw from the damage the insects had done, as well as missing a chunk of the chakra she had received from Shuniji during the training.
Shuniji released Seika and stood up silently, where he continued to stare down at her. One could only imagine the smirk on his face.
"I told you to expect a struggle. Don't think your opponent will only be able to thrash around, Seika," he stated simply.
"Anyway, it seems you've got the hang of it pretty well, so if you don't mind me, I'm going to be doing some training of my own. You can help with that, too, if you like~!"
Judging by the lilting, mocking way he said that, Seika really didn't.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 9:00 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗ Seika was completely startled when Shun pushed her over and took the weird purple...goo out of her mouth. Yeah...we'll call it goo for now. 'So it was his doing! That rainbow b*****d!' She glared at him, regardless of his not so harmful comments. When he finished, Seika scurried to her feet and coughed a bit. Ewww...her throat was all ticklish...actually it felt more like after you gargle Listerine. It tickled, but mildly burned. ''Dude, you got a disease, man. No wonder you wear a mask.'' she remarked quietly with a slight cough. 'Eww...This taste ain't gonna leave for a long time.' If this was what kissing did, Seika would never go near another male ever again. B-but Ren was cool and nice! H-he couldn't have strange bugs! No way. Seika refused to believe that! Maybe it was just Shun...then again she'd be glad to just stay away from them. They all seemed to attack her in some way. Though she just figured she brought that upon herself. 'Bleck! Nasty jutsu is nasty! Where is my toothbrush?!' Seika dug around her small pockets only to find...well nothing. Didn't she have one on her a little while ago when the Otokage- Oh wait a sec. She must have lost it at the exams..'THAT CLONE STOLE MY TOOTHBRUSH!' An odd theory, but it's better than blaming it on herself. Her glare sort of softened up a bit into one of her normal 'I'm going to kill you' Blank stares. ''Ah, seeing how you.....helped me with my jutsu. I'll gladly help you if you need it, but otherwise. I'm going to try and study some more....stuff.'' She replied hesitantly, not getting his sarcasm at all. Seika wanted to learn as much as possible. She'd be damned if she lost to anybody ever again! Speaking of...she wondered just what the hell that strange jutsu was that Shun had. She had seen it once...barley at the Chunin exams, but she hadn't been close enough to actually see it as well as she had a couple minutes ******** watermelon mouth aids b*****d.' Or maybe it wasn't the same jutsu...wait-was it even a jutsu? Due to Seika's lingering curiosity, she also let another question slip. ''Why...are you wearing that ugly thing anyway? Is your mouth aids contagious?'' ....Surprisingly she was being completely serious, and she really didn't know anything about that jutsu. So she had pretty much believed anything at this point. '.....My throat is sore.' ╚══════════♫♪♫♪══════════╝
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ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 9:41 am
Shuniji visibly hesitated. That was right... he and Seika hadn't spoken about anything of importance since their short-lived mission to Mist. In fact, he could hardly remember speaking to her at all during the Exam either.
"..." He had been in the process of turning away, but paused and stared at Seika through the mask's haunting gaze. "...Do you remember how there was a 'prize' for whoever won the intelligence-gathering mission we took a while back?"
He was quiet for a moment, figuring out how to phrase the next part.
"You agreed to give information to that jounin--the one with the mask," Shuniji felt sick to his stomach, and ended up skipping parts of his description, "He was a spy. For Wairudokaado. That's why you didn't see him after we got back. Lord Otokage gave me his powers."
Shuniji was now incredibly uncomfortable with the whole scenario, so he looked for a distraction. He put on his happy posture and held up his arm as he made the stains appear again. "Look! They're tiny bugs!"
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 10:14 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
Seika raised a brow at his sudden change in tone as she listened to him explaining how he got his creepy jutsu. She pursed her lip a bit a bit when he mentioned the mission. Seika of all people wasn't a poor sport, but she could recall that being one of the most horrible missions ever. 'Hah, So he did get to the Otokage before she had.' Seika would consider herself lucky...being the loser and all. She couldn't exactly consider what she got a punishment, but she was positive there was some horrible drawback in store for her, but the bugs were sort of cool actually. ''Is that so? I would have never guessed that guy was a- OH GOD PLEASE DON'T!'' -Seika cried and ducked down on the floor as if a bomb were to explode. It was god awful having those things in her mouth! Finding out they were bugs just made everything worse. Well, at least she didn't pick up on his quirky behavior. She was never good at picking up on social cues..
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 6:31 pm
"Kehehe," Shuniji chuckled at Seika's reaction. He let his arm drop and the insects dissipate. Hadn't he been trying to be nicer to Seika? Right... She was just so much fun to tease, though! Also, she kind of deserved it for that... incident.
That incident that was immediately going on the List of Things We Don't Talk About... List, right under the dissection laboratories and what Kaichou does in his free time.
Shuniji's chuckle turned slightly uncomfortable as he developed a small sweat drop.
He spun away from Seika with a little too much flourish as he returned to scouting the training grounds for a victim for his training regimen. He smirked beneath his mask.
"You don't have to hang around if you don't want to," he directed to Seika while scanning the crowd, "But I guess since you showed me your jutsu, it's only fair if you get a look at what I'm up to..."
It went without saying Shuniji wanted an audience. Wearing a mask really put a damper on his spirits, but having at least one person around who knew who he was would help his mood out a little bit.
Aha! There's a sap no one would miss. Some kid with one eye limping around with heavy bandages around his arm. He seemed pretty flinchy about anyone standing behind him—like he'd been in an accident or something. In fact, something about him seemed familiar...
But Shuniji didn't care. The kid had seemed to notice Seika and was now shuffling very quickly in the other direction. He hadn’t seemed to notice Shuniji, who twitched at the lack of recognition.
He’d just have to teach this punk a lesson, then, wouldn’t he?
Like an animal, Shuniji took off after the kid, who almost immediately remembered the deranged tackle from the last time Shuniji was in the Training Arena.
The boy had since then wised up, however, and managed to dodge Shuniji’s encore tackle and roll out of the way. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” he shouted in the process—glaring with his one eye.
Shuniji hit the ground hard with his right foot and spun after his target. His hair and clothing flared out behind his mask like a real demon, scoffing at the useless order to cease.
A couple other ninja who were training paused to chuckle at the scene of Shuniji dressed up like an oni, chasing after some cripple. Shuniji was really going to have to alter his training habits if he was going to squelch the ***** rumors…
He was too caught up in the moment to bother with the imagery, however and began to form hand signs, mid-run… only to get punched in the side of the head.
The boy didn’t even bother retracting his arm from its position in mid-swing. The bandages had shifted in some places to show metal over newly-healed skin: a melody arm fused to a damaged limb. He seemed shaken up by his own attack.
The force sent Shuniji rolling to his right. The mask was unharmed, but had that kid actually known how to work his melody arm, he would have easily blown Shuniji’s eardrum out. Ugh. He could feel a migraine coming on already. He shakily pushed himself to his feet. His once pale clothing was now decorated with brownish red stains on the knees, and his skin was red raw from skidding across the tiled flooring. He smirked.
“You’re getting pretty good. Since we keep running into each other, tell me your name so I won’t have to keep referring to you as ‘kid’.”
“Kid” responded with a skeptical, one-eyed glare and slowly shifted into a defensive stance. He was probably sixteen at the oldest. “…Yusuke…” he replied slowly. He didn’t bother specifying whether it was his first or last name. He didn’t have time as Shuniji was already after him again.
Shuniji made a beeline for Yusuke once more, but hopped into the air at the last second to stomp on the kid’s face. Yusuke, having figured out what the melody arm was for, blocked and pushed away, sending Shuniji into a back flip to right himself.
Yusuke knew better than to bother asking Shuniji for his motives. It was his own fault for hanging around the Training Arena. First that chick tricked him into gouging his own eye out, attack his teammate and broke his brother’s fingers for the sake of some “interrogation”, then he had this nut-job blindly tackle him for use in taijutsu practice and now the same crazy person was coming after him again for some other probably-bat-s**t-reason.
…And these weren’t even the people that caused him to get permanent melody armor! People around here just liked to pick on him!
Shuniji lunged again with a false start that made Yusuke flinch, at which Shuniji chuckled, loud and sharp enough to be heard through the mask. That was enough to set the younger ninja off and he ran forward after Shuniji, making the first move since… well, since ever.
Shuniji didn’t even stop laughing to dodge the foreseen swing at his head. In fact, it raised in volume and echoed across the room as he ducked down, twisting with and around the melody arm to latch onto Yusuke’s bicep and shoulder, forcing the youth’s momentum to flip him over Shuniji’s body and onto the ground.
“S’okay… I’m not gonna KILL YOU!” Shuniji called out as Yusuke hit the floor, shoulder’s first. Shuniji followed after as he made to pin his target to the ground.
Yusuke guarded with his arm once more. “AUGH!” he cried. The weapon was still new and putting a huge strain on the stitches used to connect the appliance to his arm.
Shuniji was merely pushed back onto his feet, where he proceeded to kick Yusuke in the side in a fit of frustration.
Meanwhile, other Sound ninja watching from the balcony were having a fun time making up improve lines for the two, rather unimpressive combatants. Admittedly, while Shuniji’s ability to dodge attacks and not ******** give up were impressive, the punches being thrown were almost hilariously sloppy, resulting in many joke captions involving girly voices and camp accents.
The fight was intense to those involved, however, as Yusuke made a clumsy attempt to sweep Shuniji’s legs, to which Shuniji responded by stomping on the offending limb—the leg that had been giving Yusuke that limp.
“That kind of injury hurts, doesn’t it?” Shuniji remarked off-handedly as he dug the heel of his wooden sandal into the younger Sound-nin’s thigh—where Shuniji had been hurt himself in the Chunin Exam. There was a slight ripping sound as more melody armor was exposed through Yusuke’s ripped pant leg. So Shuniji was stomping on new stitches? He gave it an extra kick for good measure and kneeled on Yusuke’s chest. The boy seemed dizzy with pain and the fatigue of a fight so soon after surgery.
“You’re tenacious,” Shuniji continued with little empathy as he all but crushed the boy’s sternum, “You’d be a better ninja if you could get less terrible at that whole ‘fighting’ thing. Don’t worry. I’ll help out your reputation myself.”
The sickeningly sweet smile Shuniji was giving Yusuke oozed through the mask like honey—the bees included. Yuusuke looked up at his assailant with bleary eyes. The kanji “Humiliation” spelled across Shuniji’s forehead was the only thing that made any sense anymore, like this sparkling b*****d was an ironic demon sent to finally end him.
Nah. That’d be too dramatic. Yusuke was always a plain guy; a background character who was only around when it was convenient for the author.
Shuniji began making hand signs. Snake… Rat… Boar… He faltered in rhythm for a moment and had to start over, leaning harder on Yusuke’s chest with his knee to stave off frustration. Such a difficult jutsu… Shuniji wished he’d been paying closer attention to that text book, or at least knew he’d be attempting it later. If he got this wrong, this could get really messy…
Eh, he was wearing his painting clothes and they were stained anyway. He could deal with it.
…Rabbit… Dog… Snake!
…No, wait, that wasn’t right. Shuniji was beginning to sweat. After all that and he couldn’t get the jutsu right? How lame. Yusuke was already beginning to lose consciousness and the comments on the balcony were starting to become more lewd from the position Shuniji and Yusuke were in.
If Shuniji couldn’t hurry up and get off Yusuke so he could be carted off to the infirmary, he’d probably suffocate or something and Shuniji didn’t really want the kid to die. He really was impressed by his tenacity! He could be useful someday! On the other hand, Shuniji didn’t want to go through the shame of having chased the kid around the room just so he could sit on him for nothing. He quickly came up with a plan B.
Shuniji focused chakra into his palms and forced the Dokumishi to surface in his hands, which stained them purple. He needed to get it right this time.
Yusuke, meanwhile, wasn’t really paying attention anymore. The scary oni-shemale-thing looked and sounded very far away now, and kind of fuzzy. Ha… he was going to sleep now to escape the nightmare… funny… ha ha…. Ha……
…Rabbit… Rat, Snake!
Shuniji grabbed Yusuke’s face, dug his fingers under the sides near the hairline, allowing the bugs to work their way under and cause the skin to become more malleable. Had he still been conscious, there was no doubt Yusuke would have been screaming and thrashing. Shuniji chuckled nervously at the thought. Maybe it was a good thing he accidentally knocked him out. He didn’t want to imagine the comments he’d be getting if he had a crowd of shinobi watch him chase down a young boy, tackle him to the ground and try to pin him down as he struggled. No. There were some things even Shuniji wouldn’t want an audience for.
Augh. He needed to focus. Shuniji really hoped he’d gotten the initial hand signs right. Either way, this skin was coming off…
RIIIIIIIIIP
Exactly as the sound effect implied, Shuniji tore off Yusuke’s face with one, swift yank. Quickly, he got off the body with his arms still outstretched, clutching his prize. He was beaming with a creepily dissonant smile beneath his mask as he trotted back over to Seika like a dog with a favorite toy.
Meanwhile, a couple ninja picked the unconscious, now faceless Yusuke up by the arms and legs, probably to carry him off to the infirmary… again. At least, that’s what Shuniji hoped. He’d kind grown fond of the punching bag. He also felt sort of bad about stealing his face and all…
“Tell me if this works, okay?” He addressed Seika for the first time since he’d started the whole chase sequence, sounding oddly proud of himself. He really was a model Sound ninja.
He closed his eyes in focus and took a couple deep breaths as he tried to maintain a constant flow of chakra. Face… down the arms, into the other face, and back again was how it went. Slow… slow… okay. He was ready.
Flipping the face around, Shuniji placed it over his mask. Pieces of it hung on the oni’s horns and draped over its lumpy features. Shuniji was very careful not to tear it as he slowly removed his hands. The bugs were doing their best to clean up any blood that may have otherwise dripped off the skin. Aside from that, it just dangled from Shuniji’s other creepy face.
Then steam, or perhaps smoke started to fizzle from the second face as it began to tighten and fuse to the mask. It formed around the mask like shrink wrap, only instead of fitting to the shape of an oni, it shrunk further, molding itself past the shape of the oni and past the shape of Shuniji’s own face.
Shuniji’s body too, began to slowly morph. He became shorter and skinnier as his once tall, muscled body withdrew into the clothing that had at one point loosely fit the full-grown Shuniji. His hair, too, started to become darker and shrank up into a short, boyish cut.
The steam subsided and Shuniji finally put his arms down; one of which was covered in heavy bandages; only now, it wasn’t Shuniji.
It was Yuusuke.
((2,073/1,800 Words
B-Ranked Vanishing Facial Copy Technique Learned!))
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 11:25 pm
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
Once Shun turned away, Seika found it safe to sit up on her haunches. Though she didn't stand up. She just sort of froze in place as he spoke. There was a silent ''Oh..'' motion with her mouth. Even Seika knew this meant he wanted an audience. She owed him that much at least...So she sat on the ground Indian style; Granted not very lady like at all, but nobody would tell her otherwise. She reached over and grabbed her book and set it nicely in her lap for later. For now she'd just spectate Shun. Granted Seika couldn't see herself put in a position where she would ever have to attack Shun, but she figured it would be a nice change to see what he could do. With a light sigh, she reached inside her small hoodie and took out a nice red lollipop. Since she didn't have her toothbrush handy...this would probably get that watermelon taste out of her mouth.
She sat there quietly, watching him try and pounce on the poor kid. 'Poor little guy..' Seika shook her head at the sight. He sort of reminded her of an angry frog in heat. Only...his partner was being assaulted and- Seika paused, catching herself once more. '.....No more of those jokes, please.' She reminded herself and groaned at the unwanted mental images. Though she found the kid to be familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Had she run into him at some point? He was missing an eye...you'd think one would remember that, but nope! not Seika. She lost count of the people she harassed. Though admittedly, only seemed to remember those whom she saw on a normal basis. Regardless of who he was...she still felt sorry for the kid. Even Seika wouldn't wish Shun on the most rotten of people. 'Eh...maybe that's going overboard. Shun's not that bad. After all- OH MY GOD HE JUST TORE THAT KIDSFACE OFF!' Seika's mouth literally dropped at the sight. So did the sucker...''W-what the ********?'' she mumbled under her breath, taking on a close to terrified expression. 'H-he just...LIKE A PAPER SHREDDER, BAM, GONE , LIKE A SKINNED ANIMAL!' This wasn't sitting well with Seika. That right there was going to put her off meat for a year at least. What really freaked her out was the time it took to remove his face. Which wasn't slow at all..it was quick. Seika scrunched her nose at the scene before her. 'That's just...wrong. It's like from that movie jeepers creepers..' She looked completely disgusted.
Her mouth closed when she noticed Shun...heading towards her with that disgusting piece of skin. She scrambled to pick up her sucker and stuck it in her mouth to keep herself from squealing in terror. Luckily Seika was able to recover her terrified gawking with a nervous smile as he approached her and spoke. She responded with a hesitant ''O-okay..'' 'Go away go away go away! Face ripping psychopath.' She restrained herself from scooting back a few feet. This was actually more of an uncomfortable situation than the kiss was. He was like a ******** lion ready to pounce on you and rip your face off for the 'sport' OH GOD, NO THAT'S GROSS! There was no justifying this! Seika flinched at her own thoughts. Hell, she'd start hyperventilating out of shock of she wasn't so good at holding in her own- 'EW HE STUCK IT ON HIS OWN FACE! ER...MASK, BUT STILL. WHAT THE ********> The corners of her mouth twitched, trying to maintain her charming smile. Seika tried her best to stay calm as she watched the skin literally meld to his face. 'Wait a second..' She paused with a look of bewilderment as his appearance changed completely. She knew this guy...at least she thought she did. Seika stood up with the book tucked under her right arm and took a hesitant step closer to Shun's new appearance, inspecting him from top to bottom. Not too closely of course. Last thing she wanted was her face to get vacuumed off her. His appearance had been completely changed. This didn't even look like Shun anymore. It was...'Oh hey, wait a moment! That's the dude I interrogated the other day!' Geezus it took her long enough. ''I-I don't even recognize you anymore. Your hair...and your appearance. It's completely changed.'' He could almost qualify for Seika's age. Indeed...it was a very disturbing, but neat Jutsu. 'Ewww....face raper ripper.'
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:41 am
Shun grinned cheerily at the results of his training. It manifested as a happy, childish smile splashed across Yusuke's features. It was completely natural, with absolutely no hints of Shuniji's oni mask poking out from beneath.
Shuniji himself was shorter too. He was only a few inches taller than Seika, excluding the tall, wooden sandals he still wore. In all regards, excluding the clothing, this was Yusuke standing before Seika.
In other villages, he may have been considered a pretty cute kid. With boyish features and a warm smile, he had a kind enough demeanor to compensate for the horrible scarring around his covered eye socket, and the melody armor fused to his skin. It was questionable whether or not the melody armor was "real" or not, but it certainly looked the part.
In Sound Village, however, his friendly aura was an obvious sign of weakness--no doubt the reason why the real Yusuke was in such a state.
"Haha, great!" Even Shuniji's voice seemed to raise in pitch as he was aged back a few years, "Yeah, this'll be perfect! Can you think of a better jutsu!? This is way better than any transformation-genjutsu-bullshit!"
Shuniji was clearly delighted with himself. Vanishing Facial Copy could mask his chakra signature, but it couldn't suppress the sparkles that glittered around Shuniji like a constellation of stars.
His grin threatened to tear his skin-mask as he stood before Seika. Either he was less threatening in the form of a younger, smaller boy, or creepier because this was Shuniji disguised as a younger, smaller boy.
"So, your turn, I guess. Have you got anything you wanna learn?" Yes, this was Shuniji in a good mood.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:49 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗ Seika was still sort of freaked out over his whole face-rape scenario with the kid. Though visibly she only looked a tad-bit jumpy. No doubt it worked. 'D-did his voice just...raise?' This was just weird, but she was more unnerved by his beaming attitude that would melt your face off if exposed to it for too long. The corners of Seika's lips twitched again. She didn't really mind him bashing on genjutsu. It's reasonable at least. Most genjutsu was designed to keep the opponent busy, while this jutsu was just...well, different. Though she couldn't say that she wasn't weirded out by the process of obtaining these...new figures. ''I think it's convenient to have. Especially when you're trying to conceal your identity.'' Even though that was a completely obvious statement. It was still a complement non the less. Something Seika normally didn't do. Especially when you have no social skills, and never bothered to learn them. However when Shun spoke again she flinched a bit. He was...being nice? NO INSULTS?! No-no...it'll come up soon; she was sure of it. Any minute now he'll say something mildly offensive! Now Seika was just paranoid. ''Ah, Yes actually. See i have this-'' Seika paused for a moment and stuck her lollipop on some random Shinobi's back that happened to be passing by. Now she could skim through her diary notebook.
''Ive been doing some research on a few jutsu that involve snakes. If I'm correct...Orochimaru of the three sanin had a similar talent for using them.'' She explained flipping the book over to...uh, new Shun. So he could clearly see the article. ''The jutsu is called Mandara no Jin: - Myraid Snake Net Formation.'' Seika had forgotten to explain that she had possession of a snake already; The white one the Otokage...gave her, but the thought still made her shiver. That had to have been one of the most scarring moments in her whole life. Among other things that happened recently. Well, she probably forgot to tell him about it. Or maybe had a crazy assumption that he knew about it already. Unlike Shun...Seika was not really one to show off her new skills. Not because she was a snob or anything. She just liked to keep to herself in that aspect. Pssshht, next thing you know people will start calling Seika Medusa. '....Let's not think about that either.' So...basically she was asking her 'Kid-sensei' how to puke snakes. That seemed about right. No doubt Seika could probably learn this herself, but it was always nice to have company. Especially when it was somebody who was actually trying to help her understand new techniques more.
New song unlocked! - Nightmare.
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:32 am
"Yusuke" brightened at the mention of Orochimaru. "Ah, yeah! I know that one!" He really sounded like a kid. However, the way his... er, Yusuke's eyes sparkled at the mention of Orochimaru revealed Shuniji really was interested in the jutsu.
It wasn't long before reality began to sink in and Shunusuke's brow furrowed. "Wait... you really think you can do that sort of thing? I mean, yeah, it's B-ranked, but... how much experience have you had with snakes?"
Shuniji wasn't counting Wind Snake jutsu, which he'd seen her practicing before the Exam. He'd never actually seen Seika interact with any creature other than her cat. Hell, she hardly got along with people.
Speaking of which, where was that stupid cat?
He shook his head to stay focused and looked over the edge of the book Seika was holding out with a skeptical gaze.
"Well, regardless, you can certainly try. Um... okay. First just try to summon a couple snakes; at least three."
It was weird to hear Shuniji's normally sharp and authoritative voice be replaced with that of someone in the throws of puberty. At least he had okay skin.
"It helps if you've actually got multiple snakes living inside you, like with insects, but you can compensate by using chakra." He paused a moment. "And if you mess up, it will be considered a slight against our Shodaime Otokage and I'll have to arrest you for treason."
He grinned like an idiot and chuckled to prove he was kidding... probably. Shuniji knew no matter how Seika interpreted his attitude, he'd get a funny reaction out of her.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 6:19 pm
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗ Seika flinched at her temporary Sensei's reaction and almost sweat-dropped. 'It's apparent the the user of that Jutsu doesn't inherit the personality traits of the old user.' Clearly. Shun...or...Yusuke was beaming. More-so than usual. 'He'll have to work on that.' Seika couldn't help but smile a bit. He may have taken on the appearance of a kid, but Shun was still....well Shun at heart. However, Seika wasn't about to get distracted with her own thoughts. Especially when he was going to give her advise on the jutsu. Though she blinked at him for a moment when he mentioned her experience with snakes. Ah that's right...she hadn't told him...well, he'd find out soon enough. For now she needed to be attentive to his directions. ''Eh?! Oh, Well...I-I only got one living inside me.'' She corrected him with a slight jolt backwards. 'Treason?!' Yikes, Shun...that was a bit much. Though if it were true, she'd be in big trouble. ''I will never double-cross the Otokage, because I owe him that much.'' She stated simply. That was true. She would never intentionally bite the hand that feeds, and it's not like she had a choice anyway. He now had a way of monitoring her. It was probably for the best. Seika was easily drawn to the outside world. Eventually she'd be curious enough to leave and never come back with enough persuasion. Something like that wouldn't end well either. Ever heard of the saying 'Curiosity killed the cat?' Seika let out a small sigh and knelt down on one knee, setting her long, layered sleeve on the ground. 'Alright, Help me out here.' She slowly raised her free hand to to her lips, making a sign of Zen. Seika was in her happy place.
A long white snake slithered it's way out of her sleeve, making a loud hissing noise as it coiled around Seika. One would question how it was even able to just 'Appear' from the abyss of Seika's sleeve. The white snake peered at Shun from behind her shoulder, flicking it's small, forked tongue in his general direction. It wasn't totally unnecessary to summon the snake. She needed a visible example to create the 'perfect chakra snake' Especially if she was going to puke it out. Wouldn't want to get that wrong too many times. Seika took in a long deep breath, her stomach tightened, revealing a small portion of her ab muscles. She was storing a good portion of her chakra in her stomach. Seika shot the snake a side-long glance for a brief second, taking in it's features. 'Okay..I can do this.' She said to herself and closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax and concentrate a bit. Shun Yusuke had a tendency to draw most of her attention. Seika bit her lip and scowled at this new feeling she got. A sick feeling, However even after a couple of seconds, nothing seemed to be happening. She opened one eye and groaned. ''Hey, I don't think it's worki- URK.'' Seika almost immediately crouched over the ground and began making small choking noises. Her throat was swollen up as if something was stuck or jammed. There were quite a few snakes trying to make their way out of her throat all at the same time. It seems her body wasn't quite used to this sort of thing. That or the snake she made was a bit too big. Seika pounded her chest a couple times with her fist in an attempt to get it unstuck. But to no avail. She managed to glance up at Shun for a moment. It looked as if she were about to say something. ''Hah, K-Guh-Ack.'' .....That might have been an invitation to help her out. Well, this WAS her first time at attempting a jutsu like this. Of course there could be a chance of a possible error. Regardless, Seika still sounded like a dying cat, and her throat seemed to swell up even more. Was she still making more chakra snakes?! Her determination to get it right might have gotten her in a bit of a tight spot, but at least she was making more than three. Now to figure out how to puke them all out. Preferably sometime before she strangles herself to death.
Nightmare
Myraid Snake Net Formation - Rank B
731/2000 - 500 Off.
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:07 am
Shuniji raised an eyebrow at Seika's comment regarding having a snake inside her. Of course now he wanted her to expand on that little detail; mostly involving the all-important explanation of 'HOW THE ******** his thoughts were cut off as Seika started choking on her own jutsu attempt. He almost laughed, but then realized Seika probably wouldn't think it was so funny... In fact, she was looking a little blue.
He sweatdropped and hurried behind her. He crouched down over her form and wrapped his arms around her waist, making fists just below her chest.
First they kissed, now he was embracing her? Shuniji may not have had a lot of experience in that department, but he was pretty sure this wasn't how relationships were supposed to play out...
"HA!" Shuniji heaved his fists into Seika's ribcage, slamming her upright into his own chest. He stumbled back a bit, unused to his new, smaller body, but otherwise effectively performing the Heimlich maneuver.
"Be careful," Shuniji grunted into her ear, still hanging on in case he needed to punch squeeze again. Ugh... he may have bruised himself with that one.
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