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Maria 127 said
Is it okay if i just get mia to go into the stadium and watch the chunin exams?


Sure thing. :)
Takeru Destrushia,
The Fifth Raikage,
The masked Storm Blade.

He was content. Though he was a bit wary that the exams were held in the Fire Union, the faction that had managed to pull a demand which would lower the profit of the trade with them. At least for the side of the Cloud, but Takeru was still content. He had heard that the match of Reyna had been in her favor. He wasn't sure what to expect of the Jinchuriki of the Sanbi, but he was still glad to hear that she had managed to win. Briefly he was wondering what somebody of his retinue would think of it. His retinue didn't only exist out of elite ANBU that were stations near and around the place where Takeru was. No, he had also a kunoichi that was just officially a chuunin as part of his retinue. The masked Raikage made no illusion to think that he could just order the kunoichi, Midori Sato, around. But he would still keep her close by. For now with just requesting it, but if needed the Raikage wouldn't shun away from using force.

''Lord Raikage-sama.'' One of the chuunins that was part of the group that had traveled with the Kumogakure delicate, wanted to bring out another report. Sitting in his chair, Takeru had made it himself quite comfortable. ''Please, speak.'' Takeru said. The chuunin dropped to one knee as he lowered his head. ''Most matches have been decided, but one hasn't been in the favor of Kumogakure.'' Not really surprised as Takeru wasn't foolish enough to think that the Kumogakure genin were superior or such, he made a gesture that the man could continue.

Wavering, the chuunin brought out the report of Deidara's fight. This caused Takeru to stare at the man. For a second Takeru thought about who this Deidara was. ''Thank you for the report. You're dismissed.'' Takeru said on a calm tone. Deidara Yuhiko. The boy who had been punished for his crimes by both the Fire Union as the Cloud. The Fire Union had decided to sentence several of the close relatives of Deidara to death. It became worse that Takeru had ordered that the boy was ordered to go through a rather harsh process. His memory would be read on what he had done. Information that provided some on a certain Moujin and some of Konohagakure. Though it didn't compensate for the loss of the demand that the Fire Union would cause, Takeru decided to not stop there. The boy would have those parts of his mind erased. Effectively removing that he knew that he had broken into the Raikage Office and his deeds as the certain Mist persona. It would prevent that the boy could try later to revolt or dare to say something about it once he would be older and maybe resent what had happened. Only Takeru had ordered that the boy would remember that his family was sentenced to death because of him, because he had committed treason and caused harm with his actions.

Only hearing now that the boy wasn't doing so well, to put it lightly, Takeru felt no remorse. In his opinion, the boy was a traitor and a criminal. It was rather pure irony that a genin of Konoha had dealt with him. ’’I think we will soon head to see how he is doing.’’ Takeru said with a clear stern voice. It wasn’t only directed to the ANBU around him, but to somebody else as well. A friend of Deidara’s.
Koike Hon,
Konohagakure Genin | Team 8

A rainfall can change the land,
But sometimes,

It changes people.

Walking out of the arena, Koike didn't pay attention to his opponent. With a calm look thought back on his opponent had reacted to the first question. On how good his eyes were. Shaking his head rooms forTeam 8. It wasn’t his blame that the Hyuuga had fallen for the tactic. Scoffing even, Koike walked away from the field. If his opponent had been paying attention and tried to think instead of reckless attacking, he wouldn’t be suffering so much pain.

Shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket, Koike didn't go in a straight way towards the hotel. He decided to walk a bit around. Not genuinely interested in Amegakure, he just wanted a walk. The rain gently danced around him, causing Koike to look up. It didn’t really rain that much in Konohagakure and Koike didn't mind. Somewhere it had something calming. Something serene. Closing his eyes, Koike sighed as he would continue.

He had managed to defeat his opponent at the first round. He hadn't hold back like the previous two times. He had shown no emotion nor any doubt like those times. Nothing bad had happened around him. It had went fine and that made Koike feel somewhat good. But as he walked through the streets, one of the few that had no hood or umbrella, he noticed something. Coming to a halt, Koike’s calm eyes stared at a person.

’’May I have some?’’ A small boy asked. He looked barely ten and was skinnier than the clothes would likely reveal. Sitting in an alley, the boy was barely protected from the rain, but he still sat there, begging for money. ’’Please? My twin is ill. Maye I have some money? Bread?’’ The boy plead, looking rather desperate.

The sound of money made the boy look surprised. It landed right in his mug that he had held up. Koike looked down with his calm look, to the boy. ’’What is your name?’’ He asked, sounding worried. ’’Thank yo-you good sir. M-My..name is.. Koike.’’

There was a silence between the two, as if they already understood each other. Sighing, Koike placed a hand against his neck as he lowered his head. ’’Get up, Koike.’’ The words of the Hon made the young boy look even more surprised. And then kind of worried. ’’Pl-Please sir. I… I just want to take care o-o-of my brother. He-‘’ The words of the boy were interrupted as the Hon spoke up. ’’That makes two of us.’’ Another silence followed. ’’T-T-Thank you, sir.’’

Walking together down the street, they didn't talk. One Koike that was properly dressed and one other that was nothing more than a street urchin. ’’What is your surname, Koike?’’ The urchin looked up to the Hon and wavered. ’’Mishito, sir. Koike Mishito.’’ Wondering why Koike Hon had instructed him to get up and walk with him, the other kept looking with a calm look.

Stopping in front of a clothing shop, Koike Hon pulled out his wallet. He had his money from the last mission, the one he had done with Katsu, with him and some of his savings. He hadn't made up what he would buy with it. With Hayate giving the current bracers and tanto’s for free, Koike decided that this was the best way to spend the money. ’’Here. Buy some money and use what you have to take care of your twin.’’ Holding a large portion of money, present in the wallet, for the younger Koike, the latter’s eyes widened. If it was possible, they would pop out of his eyes socket if they kept widening like that.

’’T-T-Thank… you.. sir. But.. why?’’ The words were barely audible and made the older Koike sigh. ’’Don’t worry about it. You need it a lot more than I do. Please.’’ The young street urchin finally accepted the money. It was more than he could earn in a whole month. Just like that. Still amazed, the young Koike looked up. ’’Sir… May I..’’

Pulling out the jacket, Koike bended a bit through his legs. He placed it around the shoulders of the younger Koike. ’’My name? Let’s say that it isn’t any important name. Just a nameless person that can relate with you.’’ The words confused the younger Koike who made some bows in front of the older Koike.

’’Thank you good sir! Thank you… I- Where is he?’’ Surprised, the young Koike looked around. The so benevolent and generous person had vanished. People passed and paid no attention to the street urchin, who briefly used his left hand to rub his eyes. He looked around, wondering if it had been some dream. But the black jacket, on his shoulders, as money in his right hand were still present. Smiling, the boy would first ran to the hospital. He would however made a vow. That nameless person would never be forgotten!

Walking out of the store, Koike glanced at the current black jacket. It was very similar to his old jacket, though some subtle changes. Barely noticeable to the eye, but Koike was pleased with it. Looking at the content of his wallet, there was barely any money left. Sighing, he decided to do one more thing before he would head to the hotel. There was one thing he wanted to do. Heading to another store, Koike wouldn't take too long to buy what he needed and then head more to a more quiet place.

Once he had found a place, Koike looked around. Most people were present at the Chuunin exam or just at work. Finding shelter from the rain in an hall where nobody was, Koike sank slowly on one knee. Placing the plastic bag on the ground, he would pull out a plastic plate, a candle and a very small box with lighters.

If there was even somebody around, the serious look on Koike’s face would make it look like it was some sort of ritual as he proceeded to place the candle on the plastic plate. Once he had done that, he would then light the candle. All the while there was some rhymtic sound of the rain pouring on the roof of the hall. ’’Guess I made some progress today.’’ Koike whispered, but there was nobody around. Just him and a candle lightened. Sitting next to the candle, Koike stared at the rain falling from the heavens. There seemed no end to it as it kept trying to drown the land. Serene and yet very sad. Closing his eyes, Koike would perform the Tiger handsignal.

For more than almost an hour, Koike simply sat there. In silent and holding the Tiger handsignal. His affinity was wind, he knew that. But he made the Tiger for a purpose. It was all part of the unofficial ritual, but it was some sort of preparation as well. Sighing out loud, Koike opened his eyes. He noticed that the candle was almost out and decided it was time. Time to go and leave the candle alone. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket, Koike almost stepped back into the rain. Only, he hesitated. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the faint light of the candle. When Koike walked away, he thought of something.

He thought of trying to keep a certain fire alive.
Zakito Hon,
Jounin commander of Konohagakure,
Hon Clan leader.

A good day.


Raising his arm to shield his eyes from the sun, Zakito looked with a rather happy expression to the rising wall. With a large group, that was divided in all kinds of group, the progress was going faster than expected. Half covered in dirt and sweat, he had worked together with the shinobi. Not as a tactic to improve the moral and motivate them, but because he felt like it what he should do. A leader that wasn't ready to work himself, shouldn't request others to do so. Chuckling, Zakito thought of the lesson of Daisuke and right this moment he couldn't agree more.

While it had been a bit of a trouble to make it clear to the population nearby and most of the merchants that this was done to improve the security of the village, Zakito hadn't really encountered a problem. The base of the wall was already up and manned by sentinels. Sensory and such types of shinobi. But there was also the work of setting up the watch posts at the two gates of the inner wall. Thinking about it, they had to come up with a name for it. The wall was as high and though not as thick as the outer walls, it should have a name. ''Lord Zakito-sama. Section A has been finished with the seals and barriers. The men are now going to work on section B.'' Hearing it through his earphone communicator, Zakito did nodded. Only realizing that the messenger wouldn't be able to see it, he chuckled again. ''Good. Let them know that they can take a short break of ten minutes.'' Zakito told them back on a friendly tone. Yes, he had to ensure that the discipline would be high, he wasn't going to exhaust the working shinobi.

Several hours later, the wall was taking a more finished shape. Weaving the required handsignals, Zakito placed both hands at the ground. Together with other Earth Release users, they were extending the wall down into the earth. This was done to prevent that one would try to tunnel their way under the wall without the use of ninjutsu. The seals and barriers would work as an extra reinforcement to ensure that ninjutsu wouldn't work against the wall. Something that was also done to the outer walls. Rising up from his crouched stance, Zakito sighed. Using the sleeve of his right to whip away the sweat on his forehead, he noticed that most shinobi grinned and laughed. They seemed to be proud of their work, though some at the start had wondered if it would work. But with the progress being so far, they couldn't doubt it. ''We should celebrate and thank the Yondaime Hokage for this plan. He truly cares for the village.'' One of the shinobi said. Hearing what was being said, Zakito didn't turn around. ''Yes! I agree. Yondaime Hokage-sama shows that he cares for both civilians as shinobi. He is truly a figure worthy of following.'' More started to talk like the two and it seemed that the group said that they would try to organize a grand welcome for Hisoka. That made Zakito smile behind his mask. Glancing at the Hokage mountain, the Hon wondered about what Hisoka would think. Of course Zakito knew better, but maybe such a gesture of the people would bring a genuine smile to Hisoka's face. Even if Zakito knew who had made the plan, who really was the Hokage. ''Alright. Enough slacking people. Lets finish section F and then call it a day.''
Hiron Hon

Konohagakure Jounin-sensei | Team 9


The whole match Hiron had been watching in silence. Leaning against a pillar, he had a worried look on his face. Though he didn't had eyes like a hawk, he kept a close watch of what his student did. Several times he wanted to whistle hard and try to remember Shikaroku to pay attention and act without hesitation. The boy had a bright and clever mind and Hiron hoped he was using it to gain the upper hand. But when Hiron glanced at his opponent, he wondered if the other genin was even properly ready. And then the tribune slowly grow silent. When Shikaroku threw the kunai, it was like everybody was holding their breath in, not sure what to say or maybe even think. Hiron pused himself off the pillar and walked to the railing of the tribune.

The match was over. The silence was still present and then the medics ran up to the opponent of Shikaroku. The latter seemed to be in pain, falling on his knees and that was enough for Hiron. With a quick leap, he would land on the sand. Though the referee frowned and gestured Hiron to remove himself off the field, Hiron ignored the man. Shikaroku had hesitated and Hiron would likely scold him for that, but he had won. Even if it came with the cost that he had caused a grave injury or worse to his opponent.

''Calm down kid.'' Hiron mumbled. Not on the most gentle manner, he would pick Shikaroku up. Then the public on the tribunes came to life. Some started to chant murderer and other bad names to Shikaroku. With an ice cold look towards them, Hiron kept talking to his student. ''Calm down. You did what you had to do, kid.'' Hiron mumbled, walking out of the field. Though he was relieved that Shikaroku wasn't all bruised up and defeated, he felt guilty. The kid hadn't been ready to kill or gravely injure a peer. He hadn't been trained yet into dealing with such situations.

It wasn't his fault that he was in pain. It was Hiron that was the murderer.
Success brings new chances,
Chances for more success.

A collab between Lillydove and Gerontis.

Summary :
A flashback before Takeru left for the Chuunin exams. He request Katsumi's presence in his office as he wishes to speak with her about something.

The new Team 3,
A new start.

A collab between Lillydove and Gerontis.

Summary :
The newest formation of Team 3, though for now it is just Satoshi Jun and Hanako Asushika. A meeting between the two as the team is formed.

The match between Koike Hon and Ezuri Hyuuga,
On the second field.

A collab between Alternathan and Gerontis,
With Fieryfly as referee.

Summary :
Koike and Ezuri fighting their match.


The Six Tails,
Striking at the heart of Kirigakure!


They had him sealed away. He hadn't done anything that justified that kind of punishment. He hadn't been the one who had started to attack them, no. They had came to him. Fueled with rage, a massive wave of killing intent would wash over Kirigakure. Like a dark cloud spreading over a field, blocking out the sun and driving away the warm sun light. Then the attack began, causing civilians to scream and attempt to flee. But most were shocked and frozen by the amount of killing intent.

The tails of the beast swept around. Maybe they weren't having the mass of some of the other Tailed Beasts, but the Six Tails had a nasty surprise in store. People that were near the impact of the tails, which crushed or heavily damaged some of the buildings, were screaming in agony and pain. The beast was unleashing a corrosive acid from its skin. The eyes of the beast squinted as it would not make any attempt to flee. His rage wouldn't let him leave this settlement until he would have his vengeance. Small or big, young or old. These humans had attacked and sealed him! They were the true monsters!

The head of the beast became a bit larger as he would then suddenly spit the acid it had been storing in his mouth. Firing the deadly salvo of corrosive material, those would get hit would scream and attempt to get help. Others would simply die a silent, but painful death as the acid would burn them away. The stench of skin, hair and blood would mix with that of the acid. Already the beast was forming up another salvo of deadly acid in his mouth. They were going to pay for their crimes, was all what he thought.
Hiron Hon,
Konohagakure Jounin | Team 9


At Masami.


The shadow clone that was left with Masami said nothing. He had thrown a glance at her, but seeing how calm and focused she was, he was sure of it. She would do her best and give it her all. Which what he would want her to do. While she was heading to the arena, Hiron walked to the tribune. The shadow clone would take a seat and simply watch how his student would enter the field. He could remember the few times that she had been panicked that she had been too late. But now she looked calm and focused. Not scared or nervous as he had been a bit afraid for.

Bringing his right hand to his mouth, he would let out a hard whistle. Some people looked up, but Hiron's eyes were locked on Masami. He wasn't sure if she was hearing him, but he would give her a small nod as well smiling. Though he wasn't sure if she would be capable of winning as each genin had always a chance of winning if they tried their best, he was convinced that she wouldn't do it badly.
Hiron at Shikaroku's match.


With Shikaroku walking away, looking ready and more confident, Hiron was worried. The boy lacked heavily in some fields in Hiron's opinion. But he knew how to use his brain and if he would be able to hold and fight for some time, Hiron would be more than content. Walking to the tribune, where he would take a seat, he eyed the boy. Wondering what he was feeling or experiencing, Hiron realized that Shikaroku didn't had the experience as Masami had. He had never been to a battlefield or an advanced mission. Of course, he had trained and worked hard. Knowing fully as well that this was more a chance to gain experience, but Hiron hoped that Shikaroku would try to make use of this chance.

Trying to become a chuunin or showing everybody that he wasn't somebody that was a dead weight. But a proud member of Team 9. ''Shikaroku.'' Hiron called out as he stood up. Unlike by Masami, the worries of Hiron were bigger with the boy. ''Remember!'' Not needing to shout out another word, Hiron remained standing as he kept his eyes focused on Shikaroku. Hopefully he wouldn't get hurt too badly. Else it would be not his own, but that of his sensei's fault. Hiron's own mistake.
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