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[Fumiko Momochi]

"I'm not doing this again Aoki." Fumiko sighed, pressing her cup of sake to her pink lips. She tilted her head upwards to drink the cool, bitter substance. When she was done, she slammed the cup on the tabled and hiccuped. "Getting drunk in the morning--- is that realistic?" Her partner said, breaking a pair of chopsticks in half to enjoy his Miso ramen. "Well- really, not realistic huh?" She said, Fumiko was nutritious for being incapable of holding more than five cups. She'd just had six. She bit her lip, pushing her chair back and picking up the sword next to her.

"Pay for me, since you making me train this kid for you." She huffed, grabbing the handle of her katana and strapping it to her back again. "Your going to fight him half sober?" Her friend asked half bewildered half amused. "che... I don't see you coming up with any good ideas for me to go easy on a 12 year old." She said, stepping out of the Ramen stall and waving. "You better tell the Mizukage I took this task from you." Aoki sighed, slurping on ramen. "She said she was doing a favor for me... she asks for so much in return."

Fumiko sighed, rubbing her nose lacking proper female etiquette at the moment. 'Heh, a 12 year old... What middle aged man challenges a 12 year old? Kami... help me if this kid is some sort of prodigy you've created.' She stumbled to the training grounds. 'Kami... I'm going to kill my honor today.' She thought pathetically, 'Just smite me... for what wrong I've done.' She straightened herself. Regaining what strength she had to persevere. This week hadn't been kind to her at all. Sugi had been training her to her limit, she was sore, tired. She tried to sleep it off, but she had nightmares.

She started walking faster when street turned into dusty road. 'Training... number.. six.' She licked her lower lip, tasting the faint bitter sake she'd just drank. 'Ugh... nasty... why did I drink it anyway?' She sighed, jogging now on grass as she reached the training field. She hesitated before leaning on the post. 'I though the kid would be here before me...'

( Crappy starter, basically Aoki was told by the mizukage to train Toshiro, but backed out because he's a whimp. Who is Aoki? I dunno, some random character from mah brain :3 )

[Nekura]

It was about mid day. he sun was still out. The birds were chirping loudly and it was not breezy out. The sky was blue with no clouds. The town was busy as usual. One particular place that way busy in town was the sushi bar. It was packed. You had drunk people over there, kids over there, and people kissing on one side. Toshiro sat in front of the clerk's table. The clerk took out a plate of sushi and placed it in front of Toshiro. "4 orders of sushi, traditional style ready." Toshiro grinned and began to eat.

He ate quickly. He finished each sushi one at of time. It looked like he did not chew, it looked like he just swallowed them. He drunk some tea with it also. "Ah this is good." He finished his food and left the table. He pushed his chair out and got up. Then he put the chair in. He put took his backpack and left. He pushed through the big lines of hungry people. "Today was packed eh?" Toshiro finally got through the people and made it to the exit. He walked out silently. He was very bored, the day was still young. "What should I do?" Toshiro thought and thought. He remembered something important. "Oi oi the battle, at the training grounds." Toshiro began to run towards the training ground.

It seemed that he was tired running. He leaped upon tall buildings and sprinted quickly. He tripped over a wire, but managed to get up quickly. The training grounds were across town. He began to sprint quicker and quicker. It almost looked like a bird quickly soaring through the air. Toshiro was tired. He stopped for a brief moment. "Damn, I am..tired." He began to breathe hard and he caught his breath. He jumped down to the ground and continued running.

He ran into a cabbage cart. "HAI! What the hell are you doing? Your ruin me crops!" Toshiro began to laugh but he continued to run. He was almost there to his destination. He reached the pathway that leads to the training grounds. The pathway was very grassy. He saw the gate that led to the training grounds. He slowed down a bit to take a rest. "Phew, I am almost there, a bit further." He began walking to the training grounds.

He tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. He hit hard. He got up and began to rub his head. He walked and he finally made it to the training grounds. He went in and did not see anybody. "Great, now where the hell is he?" Toshiro fell back and waited for someone to come. "I am so tired, all that running surely made me tired."

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[Fumiko Momochi]

Fumiko mumbled something like 'waiting is a waste of time', before turning to look back down the road. Nothing, maybe she was early. Aoki told her she should eat breakfast because you couldn't rely on genin to be early for anything. Why did she have to take the sake. Of all liquid substances. She turned her attention to the field in front of her. The only good thing about coming early was you could pick out possible places to hide. Sources of water that are usable for your... upcoming attacks. There were always the small puddles of rain water from the storm last night. Despite it being wet, the air wasn't humid. It was a cool day, if one ignored the cold wind that rustled the trees every now and then.

Fumiko turned back to the road. She wanted to see who she was fighting first. Her left eyebrow lifted a centimeter as she watched the genin run, rather towards her. 'Why doesn't he just focus chakra to his feet?' She cocked her head to the side. 'If this is who I have to fight... Kami save him because I'm tipsy and Aoki lied.' She stepped forward, her eye's widening with amusement when he tripped over a stone. She crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for him to draw nearer. A faint blush spreading across her cheeks, but it wasn't out of humor.

He didn't notice her, even within 5 feet he just sighed. "Great, now where the hell is he?" Fumiko pushed off the post and walked behind Toshiro. "I am so tired, all that running surely made me tired." When he fell back he almost landed on her feet. She looked down on him, not literaly of course. His spiky white hair was... way to bright. "che, get up kid I'm not going easy on you." A display of shock on his face? Fumiko turned around. "Aoki-- your opponent decided to put the task of training you into my hands." Fumiko said slowly walking to the center of the field. "No slacking, if you think your tired go home now."

She stopped walking, turning around to look at him properly. "My name is Momochi Fumiko, special Jounin. Your Toshiro... right?"

[Nekura]

Toshiro layed down on the floor. He was thinking when is this person going to come. He was also thinking about the food he just ate. Mmm that sushi taste is still in my mouth. He began to put his hand over his head. He began to close his eyes. He kind of felt a presence near him, but he quickly ignored it. "che, get up kid I'm not going easy on you." Toshiro opened up his eyes quickly. He saw a hot girl, looking down on him. He was shocked he got up quickly and began to blush.

Who the hell is she, anyway she is hot, does she like younger men? Toshiro began to smile. He was wondering who was this women. He put his hands behind his head and listened to what she had said. "Aoki-- your opponent decided to put the task of training you into my hands." Toshiro eyes began to widen. His face turned into complete shock and dis belief. She is training me, how great life is. Toshiro began to put his hand in his pockets. He stood in front of her staring at her.

"No slacking, if you think your tired go home now." He felt determined to impress her. A gathering of confidence covered his mind. He wanted to show what he can do. "My name is Momochi Fumiko, special Jounin. Your Toshiro... right?" He froze and began to blush again. He nodded, and began to speak. "Yes I am Toshiro Shirasu, from Kirigakure. It is a pleasure to meet your acquittance I am not a quitter. I will do anything you please." Toshiro smirked and began to fantasize about him and Fumiko. He thought about her in a bikini. That is heaven.

He began to think about him and her getting married and kissing deeply. Oh yeah. He began to blush even more. He snaped back to reality. He meant to say something in his head but he said it out loud on accident. "You are so hot." Toshiro stopped talking, his face turned bright red. Come on man, you are messing yourself up. "Sorry about that, Fumiko, my apologies."

[Fumiko Momochi]

"Yes I am Toshiro Shirasu, from Kirigakure. It is a pleasure to meet your acquittance I am not a quitter. I will do anything you please." Fumiko then placed her hands on her hips. 'Well, thats a far cry from how I expected a genin to react.' Fumiko was in a state of approval. Though, the blush on her lips made her begin to think other wise. 'Is he drunk? Whats with the spacious look?' She blinked taking back her first assumption and snapping her fingers. He looked at her, was he day dreaming? About what? Fumiko huffed, standing up straight and crossing her arms over her chest. "You are ---" Fumiko blinked, her light red eye's, what did he say?

"Sorry about that, Fumiko, my apologies." Fumiko sighed lightly, stepping back and uncrossing her arms again. She thought there would be a bit more formality from his first statement. A suffix of san or sama wouldn't hurt. After all she did tell him she was a special jounin. 'Kids these days, respect one moment, dishonor the next.' She mused, "Ok, Toshiro, I've been told I have to train you throughout this whole week." Shes aid, "I think I should start training you in speed... because your lacking." Fumiko thought aloud, she looked down on the body, her right hand running through her hair. "So after today, you should consider getting sand weights for your ankles."

Fumiko pouted slightly, "I want to spar with you first. I want you to unleash your full potential. The fight won't start until I say it does." Fumiko uncliped her Katana from her back. "I won't use you kuri..." She mumbled to her weapon, leaning it on a stump. She would have far too much of an unfair upper hand against the genin. "Your allowed to use what weapons you see fit." She said, stepping over a puddle of water to the get closer to the center of the field.

[Nekura]

Toshiro was still embarrassed that he said that out loud. He hated himself for a brief moment. Fumiko looked kind of shocked when he said that. After she sighed he knew he lost one point.Come on Toshiro, keep it intact. Toshiro waited until Fumiko was through talking. His face turned from embrassed to blank. He was still thinking about her in rude ways. Damn it Toshiro keep it together.He snapped back into listening state again. It was still silent, all you can here was the bushes rustling.

"Ok, Toshiro, I've been told I have to train you throughout this whole week."Toshiro heart almost jumped out of him for a second. His emotion inside was way different then what he felt outside. Out side he looked normal, nodding to every word Fumiko had said. Inside of him was a whole other story. The whole week. This is really heaven I tell you Toshiro nodded and continued to listen. "I think I should start training you in speed... because your lacking." Speed, are you serious, I am too fast for my rank and she wants to enhance my speed. And I am lacking? I am having serious doubts about her. Toshiro sighed and continued to listen up.

"I want to spar with you first. I want you to unleash your full potential. The fight won't start until I say it does." Toshiro froze, he did not expect that answer. He felt mixed emotions within his mind. "I won't use you kuri..." He was confused as to what the hell Kuri was. He kind of found out when she took off her sword and placed it down. "Your allowed to use what weapons you see fit." Toshiro nodded and began to speak. "Yes Fumiko-chan, I will make you proud, I will go all out." Toshiro took off his book bag and threw it off to the side. He reached for his Katana on his back. He pulled out its holster, quietly. He smirked and walked up to to the center of the field as well.

[Fumiko Momochi]

"Yes Fumiko-chan, I will make you proud, I will go all out." Fumiko inwardly smiled, confidence within an opponent was what she loved. Being told she would be taken seriously, and that her opponent was willing to honor the battle gave her a strong sense of pride. Despite these emotions, Fumiko was already observing her opponent. 'Katana huh... I guess he'll think I'm teasing him if I pull out a chopstick.' Fumiko reached into her pouch, pulling out a kunai. She stared at the for a second. 'oh... well, no chopsticks...' Fumiko thought,twirling it in between her index and pointer finger.

When Toshiro stood almost 10 feet away from her, she bowed lightly. Smiling softly when she straightened herself, feeling chakra coursing through the weapon twirling in her fingers. "Alright, ready?" Fumiko asked, pausing to wait for an answer. He may have responded, he may not have. Fumiko pushed backwards, not even moving with what was her strongest speed. She gripped the end of the kunai, she felt before she knew it. Her natural instincts kicked in. Within seconds of her jumping backwards Toshiro had kicked off as well and jumped forward to her. 'he's fast...' Fumiko thought, her eye's narrowing as his light body gripped his the handle of his sword and raised it above his head.

Fumiko reacted, rather quickly, her feet touched the ground. Instantly she pushed up, the kunai and katana clashed together with a bright spark of blue chakra and a sharp. Fumiko's eye's widened slightly, she thrust forward sending Toshiro back. 'He's stronger... than I anticipated. Using a chopstick would have been a challenge...' Fumiko's eye brow rose as she watched the silver haired boy land lightly, then push off the ground again. 'I'm not giving him the upper hand.' Fumiko pushed off the ground as well. Her kunai was held in a strong grip, upon contact with the metal of the sword again, both weapons rebound. Fumiko took this simple opening to jump into the air, her body twirled, her left leg outstretched and her pushing her off. Aiming to kick him in the head.

[Nekura]

As the leg from Fumiko began to rain down on Toshiro. I am done, she is too fast. He looked up at her leg. Her legs look so smooth and soft. His face began to turn red. Toshiro tried to avoid the incoming attack but he could not. He froze and closed his eyes and hoped the attack would not hurt. Toshiro got hit in the head and fell to the ground. He got right back up to act like it did not hurt and impress Fumiko, but it did not work. He had a lump on his head. He began rubbing it and he was in pain.

[Fumiko Momochi]

Fumiko didn't get to carry on the battle as long as she had wanted, the second she moved back Toshiro was wincing and rubbing the back of his head. A faint red blush trailed over his cheeks, but the older kirigakure shinobi was obilivious to it. She sighed lightly, pocketing her kunai and stepping up to him. "The was, interesting. Is this what your fully capable of?" She asked, as though she had been expecting a rare blood limit... his speed was, rare for a child his age. His ability to weild a sword even more so amazing. Yet a simple knock on the head brought him down. She frowned

[Nekura]

Toshiro continued to rub his head. He was still blushing but he stopped. He then watched as Fumiko sighed and walk towards him. "The was, interesting. Is this what your fully capable of?" Toshiro was in shock as he heard this. His face showed a blank emotion. Is she crazy, I havent showed her my kekkei genkai yet. Toshiro took a deep breath. His face looked normal again. "Oi, Fumiko-sensei, this is not my full potential I have other things up my sleeves." Toshiro inserted his katana back in his holster.He looked at Fumiko with a stern look.

[Fumiko Momochi]

Now she pouted, he looked like her doubted her. She realized she was completely sober, she hadn't stumbled, though she should have been out already. "Oi, Fumiko-sensei, this is not my full potential I have other things up my sleeves." She sighed, and there she assumed he was going all out. "So, are we going to start again so you can show me you kekkai genki?" She asked, his last name didn't ring any bells. 'perhaps he's apart of a small barely acknowledged clan?' She couldn't possibly know if it then, she should look into it before she challenges him. Knowing what to expect would save her from hurting him or herself.

[Nekura]

After Toshiro spoke he thought that Fumiko would give him a rude comment. ""So, are we going to start again so you can show me you kekkai genki?" Toshiro was excited to show Fumiko his full potential. Time to bust out aisu Toshiro nodded and backed up away from Fumiko.

Toshiro closed his eyes. An icy breeze came flowing around the atmosphere. Toshiro's skin began to smoke out fog. An blue a icy type mist began to cover his body. He reopened his eyes. His eyes were different it had. His iris was icy blue, and his pupil transformed into a 4 sided shuriken type thing. Toshiro looked at Fumiko.

He raised up his hand and ice spikes began to come up the ground. It began to float in the air. Toshiro then pushed his hands forward towards Fumiko. The ice spikes rushed at her at great speed. Toshiro took out his katana. He slammed his hand on the ground and an a ice type ledge appeared. Toshiro leaped upon it and he attempted to slash Fumiko with his sword.

"Ahh!"

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[Fumiko Momochi]

She watch him step back, slightly irrittated as he worked to unleash his blood limit. As the temperature dropped she was reminded that he'd said he would use his full potential against her. He lied, but then again he was only a rather strange genin. She blinked, to make sure she was actually seeing the mist that covered his body and shrouded him. She took a step back, her feet pressing into the earth, she felt that this next attack would be utterly offense. She was right, she caught a glimpse of his eye's before she jumped forward, dropping low to the ground when she saw the daggers of ice flying at her.

One was low enough to leave a small cut on her skin, yet she ignored the cold sensation the hit had brought unto her left shoulder. Gripping her kunai tighter, her right leg stretching forward on the earth, before her. Her left leg behind her and pressed back upon. She put all her weight upon it as Toshiro jumped off his ice ledge, his katana forcing upon her kunai, his face only inches away from hers. The impact making her left foot dig back into the earth. Even though he was a genin he was remarkably strong. Nevertheless she was strong then him. she pushed off her left leg, sending him away from her. Jumping backwards and pulling three more kunai from her pouch and throwing at them the direction where she'd pushed him from her.

[Nekura]

Toshiro quickly flew back. He hit the ground but quickly got up. He then began to breathed hard. It was like a different side of Toshiro took over. A more agreesive, and determined one. It seems like as if he did not care about his feelings towards Fumiko. He watched as Fumiko threw the incoming kunai at him. He quickly raised his hand up, then an ice wall appeared blocking the kunai. Toshiro then dug into his pouch taking out three shuriken molding it into ice shuriken. He then threw them at Fumiko with a great force. I need to keep this up Toshiro began to rush towards Fumiko. He moved his hand up and ice spikes began to come out the ground. He then pushed his hannds again towards Fumiko, while the spikes attacked.

He then stopped attacking and waited to see how, Fumiko was to retaliate. Toshiro executed an hand sign and he prepared to do a jutsu. He smirked and continued to watch the shuriken and the spikes rush towards Fumiko.

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[Fumiko Momochi]

Before she watched the transparent wall of ice rise from the ground, she saw Toshiros facial expression. He looked livid and determinded. He shouldn't have held back a few minutes ago. She pulled out another kunai as the one's she'd thrown before ricocheted of its surface of the block of ice and fell to the floor they're carefully sharpened tips chipped off. At least he was prepared in battle, but making this block of ice rise from the earth didn't seem so smart. 'Waste of chakra.' He could have dodged those kunai easily. Unless he was thinking of a battle plan, Fumiko's was pretty simple. She would just wear him out, there was no way he could last as long as she.

Fumiko jumped forward as Toshiro jumped over his block of ice, her wrist and grip of the kunai in her left hand twisted right, to block one shuriken from hitting her face. Though one got through, directed at her thigh, it left a small cut. The last hit the ground behind her. Fumiko didn't pay attention to the cut, she landed, ducking to the ground again, ignoring the soil that smuged her uniform as the ice spikes flew over her head. She jumped to her right to avoid more of his spikes. Focusing chakra to her feet she kicked of the earth, coming at him from his left. She threw the kunai she held, her feet dug into the ground, she focus chakra into her left hand formed a fist. Jumping forward aiming to punch Toshiro in the face as she pushed forward.

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