A forest clearing below the canopy.

Asako walked through the forest calmly. Nothing interesting happened since a while in the village, so, she spend her time in nature, to inspire herself to write haiku's and poems.
The forest was relaxing, still full of animals and not too much used for loud training sessions. She often came there enjoy her free time and relax a little from the loud voices of her companions.

After having walked for several hours, she heard suddenly her ex-sensei's voice and that of a female. She jumped in a nearby tree and simply sat on a treebranch and began to watch the scene. Maybe it could be some good material for some poem later on...

Ojii-san, her sensei, was training some other person. A female, as usually. And of course, he had to like her or at least dream of lifting her skirt. Ah, if only she could land one hit on her sensei without looking jealous, she'd do it gladly.

Shrugging, she leaned back onto the tree and opened a small scroll she had taken with her and a pencil she had grabbed from her desk at home. Opening it, she wrote down a few words; a haiku.
She grinned when she realized what she had written, reminded it of Ojike to her because of the first line:

Inu sakaru machi-e muketari me-no mokei
(Translation: Mating dogs, reduced model of an eye, exposed in the street, written originally by Hiryoshi Tagawa)

'Seriously. He is like a dog in heat when he runs after girls...' she thought, while looking up from her scroll again.
He was giving her instructions again for training apparently. The girl had a bad stamine like her. Or was it his training program that was slightly too much for a girl? Who knew...

Sensei, student, a
strong relationship between
them. Freedom it is.

Yup...that was pretty much how she saw her relationship between Ojike and herself. She supposed that all his students had felt that way with him...

Ojike can hear a slight rustle of leaves. This is unusual - for it is a windless day. Without so much as looking to see what it was Ojike quickly forms a sequence of hand signs and places his hand upon the ground. Biting his lip a singular drop of blood drips upon the back of his hand, sealing the contract. Almost instantanously a cloud of smoke bursts outward from where he had placed his hands.

In no comparison to the large cloud of smoke, rest a small swallow dyed the color of deep red flames. Ojike quickly wraps a small message to the birds ankle and quietly whispers into its ear. So silent that it was almost an inaudible command. One of which only Ojike's familiar would be able to understand.

Suddenly, without warning, the bird takes flight and soars up into the air above. Within moments it has locked onto its target location and darts toward it with incredible speed. Shooting through the trees it lands upon the branch before Asako; nudging her in an attempt to have her remove the message.

As she would open the message, it would read the following:

Teachers and students,
synonymous in their rolls,
each learning something.

It's a message clearly meant for her to read. Upon removing this message the bird disappears into the cloud of smoke once more. Not to be seen for some time.

ooc: >.> Sorry, I will post tomorrow. School work has had me busy, such as writing a essay for english class.

Asako opened the small scroll and read the haiku calmly. She blinked and turned the paper and tapped the pencil against her chin a few times, while watching the girl train.
She was determinded. Her body was more adapted then hers for heavy training, she could tell. As an actor, her adoptive family always made her take a lot of care of her body and not to over work it. She had to keep her skin white, her hair short so that she kept ressembling to a boy (Kabuki and other theater arts in the Japanese culture are originally only excecuted by men. Girls were forbidden to go on stage) and keep wearing nice looking clothes. They taught her about literature, art, painting, tea ceremony, made her learn how to write, read, count, about astronomy, about manners, speech and a lot of other things you need to know as a proper actor.

It was a hard life though. But it helped her later on in her ninja training, because she had learned disciplin and order since a young age.

Student, learning for
a future, sensei to avoid
remaking the past?

She torn the piece of paper off the scroll, bound it around a little stick, and threw it at the head of Ojike, grinning slightly.

Ojike laughs as the stick hurtles through the air toward him and Misaki. Not to his surprise, due to the sticks not-so-uniform shape, it changes direction and lands several feet short of hitting either him or Misaki. "Only one person I know would reply to that... Not to mention disregard the shape of the twig sent as an ancor." He trails off as he turns around and bends over to pick up the newer message.

Reading it silently to himself he smiles once more and then exclaims this time.

"Students - do not fear,
Teachers make you as their own,
Past, present, future."

He pauses for a moment and points to the tree with sagging branches, which would be the obvious point for a person to be hiding. "Asako... What have I told you about hiding...? "

Without so much as a warning mud seems to surround her tree. Ojike's face begins to form on these body-like globs of earth. "Come on out and say hello to your old sensei, silly kitten!" He snickers at this new nickname he came up with on the spot.

Asako simply stood up, jumped through the mud and landed gracefully in front of her sensei. She raised her head up to him and stared in his eyes, with her dead looking ones.
"Don't ever stay at the same place if you threw something. Also, the ninja that hides will stay immobile till the night falls, so that the enemy lets it's guard down. Then, the ninja strikes." was her calm repetition of Ojike's words he had told her in her genin days.

The young girl sighed and simply stared at him for a moment. Then, she began to imitate a purr with her throat. But her eyes were almost glaring at the young man, and her pale cheeks had taken a soft pink tint.
"...Ojii-san. Stop being a pedo-perv. I'd appreciate. That way I'd have at least SOME honor related to the name of my sensei. And stop stalking people that resembles you. That's more like pedo-incest-pervert. If you get my drift of thoughts, sensei."

And on those words she tapped him on the cheek with her slender hand and smiled slightly.
"Train her well, sensei."

Ojike then approaches her slowly and begins circling around her as he places his hand against her cheek as well. "Perhaps it is not the young ones I should go after then...?" He speaks softly as he teasingly flicks her nose and stops behind her.

"Perhaps what I have here would suffice?" He gently raises one of Asako's locks of hair and brings it up to his face as he allows for its gentle scent to waft into his nose. With a deep sigh he breathes on her neck with a slightly seductive manner about him.

He whispers into her ear once more, "Do you wish that I pay more attention to you, A-sa-ko?" He takes time to pronounce each sylable of her name slowly as he winks to her.

Asako turned and shoved his hand away with a dismissive move and a cold glare and red cheeks.
"You got a student to take of, Zetsubou-san. Take care of her. But in the right way. Or I'll go see the monks and tell them of your favorite pass-time. Good day."

And she walked calmly away, and climbed back in her tree. Before she disappeared again in the leaves, she stopped for a second and looked back, still sort of glaring at Ojike.
"I said take care of her. I mean it. O-j-ii-san."
And on those words, she disappeared from his sight.


Once on her branch, she began to call Ojike of all names from hell and heaven and let her cheeks turn the brightest red as they could get. She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest and she had hard times to breath. Anger raised somewhat in her spirit and losing all composure, she yelled at Ojike while throwing one of her wooden kabuki sandals at his head: "Baka! I hate you!".
Then, feeling better, she leaned against the tree trunk and tried to write again, without any success.

OOC: Lmao! XD Nice~ It was either you do something like that or I have Ojike burst out laughing and poke you with a stick a few times to point out your flaws. xD Gotta love that shoe throwing though~

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Ojike snickers to himself as he turns back to Misaki. Without so much as batting an eye his hand darts between the two wooden shoes and knocks them to either side so that they won't harm him nor his student, Misaki.

He kneels down to Misaki and smiles as he tilts his head slightly "Now don't you go believing what she's telling you, Misaki. Now back to training." He glances back at the shoes on the ground and grins. "I guess I'll have to take those back to Asako later...hahe.."

OOC: e-e Hmhm. That's why I did this~ xD D: and you pedo-incest-perv~ Lying to your own sis!

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Asako was angry. Oh, that she was angry. Not only she had felt jealous (something she hated to feel); but also, thanks to that annoying brat of an Ojike, she was totally out of character and she couldn't calm down the slightest bit.
"Baka...Idiot...Annoying, stupid, perverted, handsome, nice, cute, bastard!" she yelled out, not caring if anyone heard her.

She breathed hard, shook her hair from her shoulder, plopped back down correctly on her tree branch and closed her eyes, calming down. She had her brows frowned and crossed her legs under her.
'Stupid, stupid, annoying, idiot, Ojike-kun.'
She sighed and relaxed some more.

The sun shined through the leaves and warmed her face and neck up. She loved the touch of the warm sun rays. It calmed her and inspired her. Quickly, she opened the scroll again and began to write a few lines down:

Ari-domo no shiri mina hikaru haru-hi kana
(translated from japanese: The behind of each ant, shines, the spring sun. Originally written by: Moppo TOMITA)

She smiled on those words, having found her calm completely back.

Ojike snickered as he heard her rant and rave in the trees nearby. "Handsome, eh?" He looks down at his outfit and pulls out his collar in an attempt to look cool (which fails entirely).

"Asako's pretty cute when she's out of character..." He trails off into a dull whisper as a smile runs across his face once more.

Asako twitched when she heard a soft sound coming from under the tree and looked down.
Ojike stood there trying (and trying was the master word) to look cool. She stard at him, her cheeks again pink and sighed.

"Baka. What are you waiting to climb up here? You'd have a nice view over your student's clevage." she called him with a cold voice, but with a nice gesture. "And tell me about the lastest news from the monastery. It has been a while since I came there."
She rolled up her scroll again and put it in her hip pouch, so that she could help the "old man" to climb up if help was needed.

Misaki would glance over the two, well another girl that arrived that look like she knew her master pretty well. She would just shrug her shoulders for a second before going into push-ups until she reaches half-way before she copase onto the ground breathing even harder than before. But she couldn't disappoint her master as she stands up trying to remember what she was told to do next with a strange question confused look on her face as she glances back and listens to these people talk. She would chuckle suddenly as she remembers what she was told to do and walked over to the quarter plitz while she glances back at her sensei and the other girl that seem to have jumped up in the trees.

"Hm, sensei later on will you tell me more about what you mean by that somehow you think that I was rumor to die? I don't exactly understand what it means, but anyways on towards my training." She say with her quiet tone voice that only hopefully be heard towards oji thou she didn't care whether the girl heard it or not. Misaki would begin to kick at the quarter plitz whincing from the pain it was given her but determined to see it thorough she would begin to count 1...2....3...4....5... a little while later 36....37...38...39... About 2 hours later she finally was huffing as her feet looks to be some what swollen as she reaches 83 kicks before finally giving up and stood there not really being able to move that fast as she did before.

Okay... last thing to do, according to him is punch 200 times.... which I won't be able to do knowingly due to me never grasping the strength and endurance that I need to be able to strengthen myself. Misaki would sigh then as she cletches her fists up together and begins to punch the tree as she ignores everything else going on around her.

"Hmm..." Ojike covers his chin with his hand curiously. "But for that, Asako and I would have to go out and discuss it elsewhere..." He looks at Asako and smiles as he exclaims, "How about you and I go out to dinner sometime? We can discuss that... then..." He winks and blows her a kiss as he turns to observe Misaki's progress.

She's gotten through several kicks so far, but cannot finish. Her pace seems to slow dramatically after only the first sixty or so. While observing, Ojike sits upon the quartz crystal and begins to spin around effortlessly as his hair hangs outward - almost as if he's off in his own little world now. "Asako in a beautiful dress... " A slightly perverse smile rushes across his face as he continues spinning - more quickly than before.

"..."
Asako dropped her head and smacked her forehead. she rubbed her temples, irritated by his answer and yet somewhat flattered. She seriously hated the guy to be able to get her so easily out of her character she tried to interprete.

She tried to grab her kabuki sandal, to throw it at his head, but he still had them in his hands, luckily for him. She took one of her fans from her sash and stared again at the guy. She just adored the guy, even with all his flaws. He was just a pain to deal with when he wasn't being serious.

She watched him spinning for a moment, almost forgetting that he just asked her out for dinner and that he was keeping her sandals in his possesion, when she glimpsed a perverted smile on his face. The kabuki actor glared and threw the fan at his head, not missing her aim this time.
She stood on her branch with a hand on her hip and pointed at him.
"You perv! There is no way that I'll ever go on a dinner with you! Now, give me my sandals and fan back, or...Or I'll ignore your completely and will this time reveal to the monks your disgusting activities!"

"If you want them, Asako... Come and get them?" He continues spinning around on the quartz pillar. So much, in fact, that his flared up collar is forced back into it's original position. Without so much as a warning he places one of the sandle straps in between his teeth as he continues spinning, much faster than before. He spins so quickly that his body becomes a blur.

Suddenly, Ojike jumps stright upward into the air as he continues making several hand signs and places his hands together. He finishes this contract by cutting his thumb and setting a blood signature. With several clouds of smoke he becomes shrouded in them. Shortly afterwards several bird like creatures dart out from the large cloud of dust and fly off in each direction. Each bird holding a sandle almost entirely identical to hers.

As the smoke dispurses, Ojike can no longer be found Without so much as a trace he has disapeared from view and may very well be watching and observing her in their surroundings.

Asako stared at the birds with huge eyes and her mouth open.
"Wait, wha?"
She was stunned of the audacity of the guy. Completely falling in his trap, she growled and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
She leaned with one arm against the tree and stared at the cloud of birds and sandals in which Ojike had disappeared.
'What in heavens name did I do to merit this?' she thought.

"Ojike! Come on, don't be so dirty player with me. I can't even go down the tree, because I've nothing at my feet except for socks." she called him out, annoyed and embarassed to be so easily defeated.

Asako can hear a rustling in the bushes nearby. What she cannot hear, however, is just below the tree. Mud is now climbing up the tree trunk and heading directly toward her with a nice bit of speed.

Suddenly a voice calls out, but within the canopy, one can hear it from all sides, echoing. "Is that right? A shinobi does not simply give up the fight when a sandal goes missing. Such a pity this is, Asako. I expected more from you..." The voice echos and trails off into nothingness as the mud continues its climb up the tree.. Now it begins to form hands as it prepares to lunge at Asako.

Without so much as a warning the mud-like hands begin rushing toward her.

Asako frowned and turned to from where the sound came. At the same time, the mud hands appeared. In fright, Asako kicked them away from her, splashing mud all over her and the tree.
That was enough to make her enrage more.
"You...I'll find you, even if I've to make the air stick of heat and burn everything to the ground!"
She jumped down the tree trunk and ran over the bushes, while preparing a jutsu. She raised her arms to the sky in a graceful manner.
Two huge feathers appeared in her hands and burned for a few seconds. After that, they poofed into hundreds of smaller feathers which speared over the place with the wind.

With that, she created four ash clones, which she send all over the place, searching for Ojike, while she went after the bush, with her metallic fan open.
"Ojike!" she yelled. "Show yourself, you coward! And give me my sandals and fan back...please."

As the mud is kicked away it cakes itself onto her and the tree. Within moments, the mud on the tree dries up and flakes off of it, while the mud on her remains moist. As Asako jumps down toward the bushes she releases more techniques. However, Ojike counters and without warning more arms reach for her ankles from beneath. In her confusion another earthen clone jets out of the ground nearby and rests beneath the original tree.

The arms come at her from all sides, all originating from the ground below. Without her noticing, the clone by the tree takes the form of Ojike of whom is holding the fan in his mouth now. As if nonchalantly waiting, it begins to hum a sweet tune of a child's song. Its feet are crossed as it rests upon the tree. "Over here!" The clone projects as it smiles and waves the fan teasingly.

Roy had ran into the forest after hearing some noise and saw some one fight a bunch of mud clones "The hell is going on here?" he asked putting on his gloves in case the clones went for him next."Stop or i will light you on fire." he told the clones taking aim at them with his black eyes looking at them.

{Roy.... this is a training session x-x...}

Misaki would have fallen to the ground by now after not completing the kicks and have pass out as she rests from the hard work she has already try. She would lay on the ground not knowing what was going on as she dreams of a world where she became superior overlord of the thunder country. Soon after a couple of hours has went by she would sit up from resting a lot and appear to be full of energy again. "Sensei?? Where did you go?" She would hollar for him as she stands up and looks about herself. (Razz Some people can dream)

Asako groaned when she saw someone else appear and that the genin stopped being on her guards.

"Ojike! Just appear already!"
She made a few hand signs and a wind surf appeared under her feet and she ran with a top speed towards the tree, jumped on the branch and grabbed him by the face, trying to make him fall from the tree branch.
"Give me my fan and sandals back. Now...Please." she growled, slightly out of breath. "People are here and I don't like it to look like a fool in front of them...Just stop playing around and grow up already. I'm bored of this useless and dirty game."

Her eyes had turned dead cold and her whole face had an menacing expression on it. She had gotten enough humiliation already and was feeling ridiculous in front of the person she liked.

OOC:

XD He's aware of that. I invited him. O_O

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Without warning the clone lunges at her with the fan still in its mouth. "Catch me and it's yours." The clone hurtles through the air toward her with much speed as it lifts up from the ground. Behind her, another Ojike begins to shift up from the ground. This Ojike has the pair of sandals in hand.

"You've got to get me as well." The figure teases her nonchalantly as it whistles.

Asako kept clinging at the clone and wrapped her two legs around it's waist, while the clone that had followed tried to tackle the other Ojike down, while throwing a few fire balls at him.

Asako held firm the clone by the neck and threatened him in his back with a kunai."You're a pain to beat, Ojike..." she mumbled. "Now give me back what's mine...Please."