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 Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 1:02 am
Ramen Ichiraku (ラーメン一楽, Rāmen Ichiraku) is a small family run restaurant in Konohagakure, which serves ramen. It has survived the years through not only the fact it has served ramen to some of Konoha's greatest ninja but also its superb quality.
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 3:13 pm
Choki Akimichi
~Food Driven Wrecking ball~ The day was sunny with temperatures in a mid 70s, the winds where smooth with the smells and sound of the shops and people. The day was great. "What a day" commented a young heavy-set boy as he walked down the street, this boy was Choki Akimichi a regular at restaurants found corner to corner in the leaf village. With a mood for noodles Choki was on his way to the simple but as he would day.'Divine' noodle shack known as Ramen Ichiraku for a snack; he did deserve it cause he did go all this way and all.(lives three blocks to the west)
Choki arrived to the shop that has stayed the same for so many years but there hospitality and food just keep getting better each passing day, The young boy entered the restaurant and right away his name was said as a woman welcomed him. Choki went to his regular seat near the corner and with a smile he waved to one of the workers who smiled back as they worked. He now was at a crossroad as he looked at the meal for the day and the whole menu as if it might have changed from the last time he was there with a question in his head. ' What to eat this time ?' Such a question most wonder from him.. he just needs to pick a thing he will end up eating it ..but to him its what his taste-buds want.. and they ponder along side his belly for there answer. confused
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 5:36 pm
Choki Akimichi
~Food Driven Wrecking ball~ After a good while his belly and tongue agreed, it was Spicy noodles with extra noodles. He plopped his hand on the counter and smiled as one of the lady's walked over and smiled back to him. The lady asked choki what did he want today choki said with a little smile." Spicy noodles but please add more noodles." The lady shook her head and said.' only for you choki' and laughed as she turned in to order.
Choki rest his arms on the table in front of him and watches and smells the food in the building, just sitting here was making his belly churn with hunger. Choki started to name off content of the cooking food behind the counter, using his acute smell he could just mentally taste what the outcome would be. He had some time before his food was ready and was starting to get rather hungry rather than just wanting a snack.. he reached into his pockets and pulled out a bag of fat filled chips and started to much while he waited. While he was snacking he wondered if he was missing something.. like signing in for a team or something.. what ever it was food was first with out a second thought.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 6:53 pm
Choki Akimichi
~Food Driven Wrecking ball~
Minutes later his food was delivered to him and with out hesitation he started his feast. Choki eyes lit up as he analise each bite and slurp , the food was just so good he was thoroughly enjoying himself And then it hit him.. he was forgetting to sigh up for something and that something was teams. That would mean he needed to be at the kage`s building. Choki took a breath and chugged the whole thing and chewed it while he drinks the liquid .One of the new waiter watched with a horror look on her face as he did so, but as choki finished he got up with a satisfied belly he left a good tip and smiled at the new girl.
He exited the restaurant and started to walk his way to the kage`s building; but naturally while stopping by stands for snack for the trip there and so on. Chip, candy , and Corn-dogs what a treat for a fatChubby kid like himself.
_exits to Kage place_ razz
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 11:36 pm
Click 4 Pic!!!Izaya Uchiha || Sharingan ~Inactive~ || Jounin ╔════════════════════════════════════════════╗ It was working! He could feel it in his brain, or was it the lack of feeling in his brain that hinted at the near success of his little drinking party of one? It mattered not. As long as he was slowly starting to forget the debacle from before he was quite content. Which leads us to the the reason as to why he could now be found sitting at the counter of the small restaurant, only halfway through the small cup of alcohol that he had been poured. Despite the quantity, he was far gone in his inebriated state, his face having gone pink and his senses dulled from the subtle beverage. Yet Izaya was smiling, his eyes half shut and his entire body feeling more relaxed than usual, which was a hint that he was about to... Too late. Izaya had vomited all over th counter, some of the malodorous liquid dripping over the counter in the inner section where one of the maids stared in horror, looking as if she was about to faint. "Ugh..." The droning sound was all he made as his head rocked back and forth, and would have finally fallen into the liquid of nasty had a hand not caught the collar of his jacket from behind and dragged him backward unceremoniously.
Izaya slid from his seat beyond his control and fell onto the hard ground beneath, a loud thud being heard to match the force of the fall. The drink he had been holding in his hand had gone missing during the fall, and when his eyes opened only halfway to see what was going on, he found where his drink had gone. It was currently dripping off the face of the man who had dragged him off his seat, and had Izaya been of rightful mind he would have flown to his feet and taught the man a valuable lesson, which the occasion wouldn't have come to anyway since the man wouldn't have been able to catch him off guard in the first place. But as he was now, he reverted to a state he had been in ten years ago, a child by every means, pointing and laughing giddily at the man who now looked like a slime monster. His small voice only seemed to add to his youth even more. Anger boiled over on the man's face as he wiped the dripping liquid with his shirt, then reaching down to snatch Izaya up by the collar of his jacket. Izaya was still laughing despite being manhandled. The large bear of a man shook him a few times to get his attention, but all that served to do was break the link that held Izaya's jacket together. The breaking of the link meant one thing. That his mother's headband was now in the filthy clutches of this beast, and for all intensive purposes Izaya had stopped laughing, warring with his vision to clear itself so he could see properly.
When they finally became clear he found himself looking up at the man, still with half-lidded eyes. The gruff features were not pretty, pronounced even further by the scowl he wore. He was disgracefully large, looking as if he was a man who hit his head everytime he walked through the entrance. The man's looks was not his concern at the moment however as his eyes fell to what was; namely his mothers headband. "I think you have something of mine." His voice was even softer than before, forcing the man to strain himself to hear. When he seemed to catch on he looked at the piece of metal and grinned a devious grin. "You mean this old thing? I think I'll keep it as payment for ruining my evening." The man guffawed at his own disinclination, turning to leave the restaurant...just like that. It was a recurring thing in this village it seemed. No one respected the Uchiha name anymore, and it irked him to wit's end. Regardless of what Hideyoshi might think when he got news of what Izaya was about to do, he couldn't let the name Uchiha be spat upon and laughed at. Izaya was upon the man in an instant, his kick landing in the small of the giant's back, sending him flying the rest of the way through the exit, landing with a firm thud on the streets beyond. The Jounin followed after him and towered the man, looking down with disdain. "I think you have something of mine," he repeated. The man seemed to wave the white flag for now, holding the headband out so Izaya could snatch it from his grasp. Had he not been drunk, Izaya would have gone for a method that he preferred, one that did not draw so much attention to himself; Genjutsu. And being as drunk as he was now, his stomach felt weird, and without a chance to even think he threw up on the downed man, feeling sick all over again. Izaya still didn't feel like retiring to his apartment however, walking back into the restaurant and getting himself another drink.
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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 10:47 pm
xxxxxHideyoshi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬••• Ink User // Konohagakure // Hokage // Word Count: 576 Words
Hideyoshi bounded across the rooftops silently, or as close to it as he could thanks to the minute rattle of his armour. The streets beginning to get dark and lit via artificial light seemed unusually full considering the time and day. Glad he’d taken the high road towards his destination, Hideyoshi skidded to a halt opposite Ichiraku’s and observed the crowd that had begun to gather outside it; a few medics were already attending to the man, he wasn’t dead but with the fuss everyone was making it was easy to believe that this could have been a murder scene. Hideyoshi sighed, leaping down from the rooftop in one elegant flip and landing crouched behind the crowd. A few ANBU arrived, nodding at the Hokage as he rose. Hideyoshi’s emerald eyes simply fixed on the noodle bar though; he made his way inside and scouted around letting the medics do their work whilst he looked for Izaya.
He spotted the Uchiha alone at a table and walked over to him, shaking his head as he did so and folding his arms. “Really Izaya? Are you just determined to annoy me today?” It would have been hard to imagine that with all this stress that Hideyoshi could keep smiling but even as he pulled up a chair, spun it round and leant his arms gently on the back rest as he sat down; Hideyoshi continued to wear his infamous smile. His brown mop of hair was still dishevelled, he’d forgotten his hat on the office rooftop, he’d have to remember to go collect it later. However, there was the much pressing matter of the Uchiha on a rampage through his village and a drunken Uchiha at that. The Hokage looked towards the owner and the poor manager shook his head. Izaya really wasn’t kidding when he said he couldn’t handle his liquor. But that was beside the point; looking the Uchiha dead in the eyes, Hideyoshi shook his head once again but this time accompanied it with the wagging of a finger. It may have been a bit patronising, what with that goofy grin the Hokage always wore coupled with it but Hideyoshi never meant it this way. In fact, he wanted to break the tension between the two and seem a little friendlier. If he was to storm in here raving and waving about ranks, the Uchiha probably wouldn’t appreciate that. At least this way the two of them could talk as men, equals and shinobi of the same village. At least this way, the two could possibly escape a fight.
“Look,” Hideyoshi began “I’m going to take you home and then we’re going to talk about everything that’s happened tomorrow okay? You’re drunk, I’m getting a little stressed and I don’t think either of us really need this, do we? I mean, c’mon Izaya, you threw up on the guy after YOU spilt HIS drink and beat him up. Was any of this really necessary? I mean, really?”
He leant back on the front legs of the chair, his arms now once again wrapped around the seat’s back. He gave Izaya time to reply and hoped it would be the right kind of reply but then again, drunk people didn’t tend to rationalise very well, Hideyoshi knew this from experience. The Hokage would just have to wait and pray. For that would all he could really do. The ball was totally in Izaya’s court now…
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"I fight for my friends, for they fight with me. I fight when there is no hope, just in case there is any. I fight for freedom, so that no one may take it from me. I am human and that is my greatest strength."
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 12:14 am
Click 4 Pic!!!Izaya Uchiha || Sharingan ~Inactive~ || Jounin ╔════════════════════════════════════════════╗ A loud hiccup followed in rapid succession by a soft one and Izaya was feeling more tipsy than he had ever felt in his life. He had all but forgotten about the guy that he had just got done with injuring moments ago. What had they even been fighting about? It was all too confusing and he didn't want to think. The man simply wanted to drown his sorrows in all the liquor this place had to offer and then pass out somewhere secluded. Without ceremony, Izaya sloshed back the last of the liquid in the cup before him and tossed it to the ground, his head banging against the table in front of him and his hands flailing listlessly at his sides. It would have seemed upon first glance that the Uchiha had in fact died, which would have probably been a relief to most all the customers and employees in the place of establishment, but alas, no such luck. Izaya was very much alive, simply...incapacitated in his drunken stupor for the time being. Sooner or later he would...
"Mother?" His head rose from the table, his eyes rolling from the back of his head to assume their rightful positions. Izaya blinked with heavy lids a few times to clear his vision, and when it cleared partially he looked upon the figure that sat next to him. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he reached out and hugged her weakly, gently, as if she were the most delicate thing in the world. "Oh mother I've missed you. It has been such a terrible day..." A loud hiccup interrupted him. He frowned, the creases between his eyebrows indicators to the fact that he had lost his place, and he couldn't remember what he was about to say. He blinked a few more times in an attempt to clear his vision further, and when he could finally see clearly he noticed that it was indeed not his mother that sat next to him and was wagging her finger in that way that she always used to whenever he did something he wasn't supposed to, but Hideyoshi; the big man himself. Izaya looked him in the eyes, rocking back and forth slowly, childishly, without even realizing that he was doing it. He seemed intent on listening to every word that the Hokage said, as if they were the world's greatest secrets being revealed to him in song.
Something about home and stress and beating some guy up over spilled drinks... It was all like rocket science being tight to the mind of the twenty two year old at the current moment. Despite it all however, Izaya was...smiling. A goofy grin creased the corners of his mouth as he looked with half-lidded eyes at Hideyoshi, scrutinizing his features with a severity that he had never before. "You're really kinda sexy when you're stressing. I never really noticed it before. We should..." A sudden pause followed by Izaya's seat suddenly being spun by one of the ANBU, just before he barfed. The putred liquid splattered all over the floor, opposite the direction that Hideyoshi was in. It appeared that the ANBU had been watching from close by, and seeing the unease written on his face they had known he was about to throw up. Without even seeming to realize that he had almost been about to hurl on Hideyoshi, he turned, a bit of the gunk still dripping from his lower lip to his outfit.
With a puzzling look, he eyed Hideyoshi once more, something suddenly clicking in his mind. His eyes brightened when he realized what was missing from the picture and he jumped from his seat and onto his feet so fast that his head started to swim, the room seeming to spin beneath a thick murk of pressure. Even this wave of nausea didn't seem to stop his monologue. "Your hat! Someone stole your hat! Tell me who it was and I'll have 'em begging for mercy within the hour." Izaya started walking; a cross between limping and crawling was more like it, over to a table right across from the counter where he had just been. He looked with misty eyes at what he thought was a man but was actually a small boy, looking frightened by the madman who was throwing about accusations. "It was you wasn't it. Give it back right now or I'll..." Izaya teetered on his feet and lost his balance, falling backwards onto the cold hard ground, passing out in an instant. The end result had been inevitable, all the alcohol having gone to his brain. He didn't even get to be the hero who recovered the Hokage's special hat. How sad. Now would have been the opportune moment for Hideyoshi to make good on that offer of taking him home, for when Izaya woke; other than the major hangover that he would feel, his shame would be a thousand times more painful. The shame would threaten to make him want to do better. Izaya, being an Uchiha, was one of the most prideful people in the entire village. To have behaved in such a manner publicly was a stain on his clan's very name, a stain on the Hokage's view of him, a stain in the eyes of those who had witnessed his insanity. It was a disgrace.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 8:30 am
xxxxxHideyoshi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬••• Ink User // Konohagakure // Hokage // Word Count: 0 Words
Hideyoshi grew disturbed at Izaya’s behaviour. It wasn’t just weird that Izaya was calling him “mother” because he was a guy or the fact that he was too young but because both Izaya and Hideyoshi knew that his poor mother was dead. He almost felt bad as the young Uchiha began to unload about his terrible day but Hideyoshi couldn’t humour the drunkard, his mother was dead and that was something he had to accept. He was just becoming an embarrassment to himself and his clan now if he started having delusions about his Mother rising from the grave. It seemed cold hearted of Hideyoshi to be so blunt about it but it couldn’t really be helped. Hideyoshi hadn’t grown up with parents; so he didn’t know what it was like to lose them. He didn’t know what it was like to have them. Instead, he had spent his younger years in an orphanage being happy in a miserable life. Looking at Izaya, he continued on and hoped that he would come around and it was lucky that he had. If not, Hideyoshi would have had to do something drastic in order to snap the Uchiha from his own stupor.
And it was getting annoying now…
Even the weird sexually confused comment about how Hideyoshi looked sexy when he was stressing seemed to grate on the Hokage’s last nerve; he was beginning to just attract attention to himself for the sake of it like some sort of brat and as Hokage, Hideyoshi couldn’t allow this sort of behaviour to be thought of as standard for all his Jounin. Better still, Izaya was turned about by an ANBU and sick again, making everyone leave their noodles and dinners where they were and leaving the restraint. It may have left the two them alone to talk but it also cost the restaurant’s owner a lot of business. The ANBU nodded towards the Hokage as he spun Izaya back around and Hideyoshi generously offered the masked individual his cheque book; he would be the one to reimburse the small business, for it was his Jounin that had caused its losses and Hideyoshi always paid his dues. Looking toward Izaya, his grin now fading into a half smile. Hideyoshi was about ready to blow his top.
It was as Izaya accosted a passing child that Hideyoshi grabbed the Jounin by the wrist, using the Uchiha’s intoxication to his advantage to take the Jounin by surprise, and quickly bent it back behind his back and swept his legs out from underneath him with one fine flick of his foot through the Uchiha’s steady legs. Izaya would come crashing down to the floor with the Hokage sat on top of him, Hideyoshi’s knee digging into his back and keeping him pinned to the floor. Hideyoshi’s eyes took a quick dark turn as Izaya would probably struggle and in the same calm and polite tone he always used, Hideyoshi became sinister once again. He leant into the Uchiha’s ear and with a wide smile told him the truth: “It’s time for you to go home buddy, I’m sorry but you either come willingly or get dragged to the cells to sober up on charges of drunk and disorderly behaviour. Now, please, make the right decision.”
Even the ANBU were shocked at the speed and finesse Hideyoshi had used to take the Uchiha down; in their eyes it had all seemed like one elongated movement: Fluid, fast and effective. There had been no wasted time, no wasted movement at all, it was just simple. One twist, one sweep and the Jounin was on the floor with little resistance. He could kick scream and fuss all he wanted, hell he could even substitute for all Hideyoshi cared but Hideyoshi would be prepared, he was Hokage not just for his character after all; in fairness, skill played more of a part in the council's decision than any sort of smile ever did…
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"I fight for my friends, for they fight with me. I fight when there is no hope, just in case there is any. I fight for freedom, so that no one may take it from me. I am human and that is my greatest strength."
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:45 am
Click 4 Pic!!!Izaya Uchiha || Sharingan ~Inactive~ || Jounin ╔════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Emanating from the warm body beneath, the Hokage would be able to hear light snoring, brought about partly by the intoxication and the assault which resulted in a hard collision with the ground. There wasn't even time to hear Hideyoshi's words, as Izaya was out like a light, oblivious to the world around him. It was somewhat of a sign that he was ready to go along willingly, as he was not conscious enough to make the decision himself, and so his relaxed state would make the decision for him. Sitting on his back was hardly necessary, as he was going nowhere fast.
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 2:13 pm
xxxxxHideyoshi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬••• Ink User // Konohagakure // Hokage // Word Count: 40 Words
Hearing Izaya snore from underneath him, hideyoshi took his knee out of the Uchiha's back and picked him up. He knew where he needed to take him, what he had to do but Hideyoshi just kept on smiling. He would take Izaya to the hospital and have him sleep off his intoxication there as well as have his wounds seen to. What a day, huh? What a day...
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"I fight for my friends, for they fight with me. I fight when there is no hope, just in case there is any. I fight for freedom, so that no one may take it from me. I am human and that is my greatest strength."
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I basically stopped him going after the kid, so he would have passed out before he started shoutign and scaring the child.
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 5:43 pm
Raito Nara Raito got the the shop, still running at the pace before, yet he was now breathing heavily. He bounded through the entrance... And tripped on a chair "Ooft" What a brilliant entrance to make in front of the Hokage. He rubbed the back of his head then looked up at the tall man and laughed nervously "Hehe hey~ there" he didn't mean to be impolite with his greeting, but politeness slipped his mind, besides he already looked like an idiot. He stood up and brushed himself off and looked at the Uchiha held by the Hokage "So he's the one who caused this..." he paused for a while as he looked around the messy, to say the least, shop; then his mind snapped back on track "Oh Hokage! I came here because I need a squad and to ask a question about my headband... But assumed there'd be paperwork so thought I'd ask to see you back at the office soon, or accompany you back" He looked him dead in the eyes and smiled before saying "And I'm aiming to be put in your squad so look out."He noticed sick puddles dotted around and immediately knew how they got there, he put his right hands finger to his lips and said "Hey... Want me to carry him for you, y'know if he throws up on you it won't look to good you walking round like it" yeah maybe he'd get thrown up on if he did carry the man, but it meant getting in the Kage's good books. OOC: wasn't sure if He'd left yet but wanted to get interaction in soon so assumed he was still in the shop
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 11:15 am
xxxxxHideyoshi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬••• Ink User // Konohagakure // Hokage // Word Count: 0 Words
Hideyoshi, with Izaya on his back had to turn and look round to the kid who was crashing and banging about the place. He’d fallen over a chair, which was kind of cute in itself but weird at the same time. What was this kid’s deal anyway? Why was he in such a rush to get into somewhere where ANBU were circled and ready to pounce if things worsened? However, this kid was all raring to get involved in such a volatile situation. But he did fall face first into it, which was kind of admiration worthy. It meant he was brace, willing to act, if not somewhat foolish and then h shattered the illusion by talking. If all of this was just a way to buttering up to the Hokage and not his true, honest self: Hideyoshi didn’t want to know. Honesty was a big thing to him and with a shake of his head, he walked past the Nara still carrying Izaya and turned back.
“Come back when you’re not trying to impress me. Because the thing that will impress me the most is if you try and be yourself.”
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"I fight for my friends, for they fight with me. I fight when there is no hope, just in case there is any. I fight for freedom, so that no one may take it from me. I am human and that is my greatest strength."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:10 pm
Raito Nara Raito just stood there and blinked a few times "Be... Myself?" he turned around and suddenly raised his voice "I WAS BEING MYSELF! STUPID FREAKING HOKAGE!" then kicked a chair over and stomped out. He walked out into the street and saw the anbu looking at him, so he squared up to one of them without thinking and started poking him in the chest "You see that damn hokage, tell him I'm angry and I'm gonna rip his dumb vocal chords out" He then growled to himself and ran up a nearby building and took to the roof tops he wanted to get to the Kage's office before he did, he was gonna make that twit see he was himself.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:43 pm
Uchiha Roxas
Remaining calm and collected as the boy shouted and demanded and all sorts of other ash things, the ANBU looked through his mask down at the boy and sighed. He was angry somewhat humilated but there was no need to be a brat about it. He just needed to chill out and actually listen to the Kage's words and realise what he actually meant; but then again, as good a guy as the Kage was, he was always a little cryptic. "Dude," the ANBU said "Chill out. Before I kill you."
Without the need for handsigns the ANBU, all of them, disappeared.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:30 pm
Raito Nara Raito was planning on running through the streets to the hokage's office and getting back at him, until the ANBU had threatened to kill him unless he chilled out, Raito simply gulped and nodded. "Ok calm down now" he sat down against the shops cool wall and thought for a while. What did he mean come back when your being yourself, what was Raito doing differently, maybe the way he spoke? That's all he did differently, he knows he was dumb running into that situation but he wanted to so he just did... "Awh screw it I'll go ask him what he meant myself" he was stumped he had no clue how he wasn't being himself, and he was too tired to figure it out. He put his headphones on and shoved his hands in his pockets and walked to the hokage's office. ((Exit to kage's office))
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