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Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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It seemed his breather was a mistake, their sensei being quick to launch a jutsu towards his remaining teammate before the white haired teen could reach him. "Fire release: Phoenix Sage Jutsu!" Hideo-sensei shouted as the man’s good arm, palm flat, shot a volley of fireballs in the archer’s direction. Rima could only shout a warning, ”Watch out!” his voice ragged due to his pace in attempts to close in on their teacher. Inwardly, the giant was panicking. He had noticed Kiyoko’s hesitation as the flaming projectiles advanced, taking her own previously shot arrows and kunai with it.

’That means I have to face him...alone.’ That thought alone chilled him, solely on the fact that despite Kiyoko’s distraction Hideo’s attention never fully left his form since he shocked the man, literally. Hastily he shook his head as his kaiken swung outward towards the man, ’No no, don’t think like that! I just need to bide more time than I expected but Kiyoko is fine, she’ll back me up soon enough.’ He could only hope that she came out unscathed, for the most part; maybe even a little singed. He didn’t want to imagine her possibly having gained second or even third degree burns as not only were those not pretty and immensely painful, but Rima didn’t have enough knowledge in medical jutsu to take care of such wounds beyond basic first aid.

Rima suddenly blinked, having lost direct sight of his sensei in his distraction. ’Shit! Wh--’ He only had time to catch Hideo’s crouched form before the teen felt his legs be swept out from under him, expression morphing to surprise as he fell as mouth opened to express a near silent “Oh.” His back hit the ground, the force slightly winded the young giant in the process before catching sight of his sensei’s fist aiming for his chest. Before the man could force the rest of the air from his lungs, Rima desperately swiped for the man’s arm in attempts to fasten the man in place and use the momentum to kick Hideo over him.

However, his sensei’s approaching fist unexpectedly retreated. He supposed Hideo was reluctant to see if he still had a current and instead rolled to his elbows and knees to try and get back on his feet, trying to ignore how the dirt had decided to stick itself his exposed skin and hair as his sweat acted as a cohesive. Rima felt he was lucky that their sensei stepped away instead of continuing the assault--Or not. Getting a proper look at the man had him inwardly flinch at the frown that was now on Hideo’s face as the man removed his jacket, ’Oh Kami, he’s pissed! I’m dead! Soooo dead!’

Rima could only watch with tired eyes and a wry smile as the man’s hand blurred to form another jutsu, preparing himself to dodge if needed with quick breaths to try and even his labored breathing. "Fire Release: Intensive Heatwaves!" The boy nearly stumbled at the announcement having been unprepared to suddenly feel as if he had been dumped in the Suna deserts at the peak of noon. Sure, the Land of Fire itself was notorious for humid weather in itself but this sort of intensity was near ridiculous for the teen on top of the hot summer typical to his home village--especially with his dark skin.

The teenage giant nearly swayed as the wave of heat hit him and could only wonder how his sensei was faring at it’s epicenter. Hastily, Rima followed his sensei’s example, entirely regretting that his wardrobe choice was primarily black as he proceeded by removing his gloves first and tossing them aside before divesting himself of his jacket, revealing a similar but already sweat soaked tank clinging to a broader pair of shoulders and chest. The added heat only making the dust that had clung to Rima’s face and arms cake into a mud-like substance within seconds and he had half a mind to remove his pants as well if he didn’t think Kiyoko would take offense and attack him with the excuse of being some kind of pervert.

’I’m just going to have to endure and hope Kiyoko has a plan as I’m fresh out of them.’ Exhausted at this point, the genin invested all of his energy to focus on his sensei, inwardly resigning to his fate as sensei’s soon to be current punching bag. As much as he would have liked to see that Kiyoko was alright, he couldn’t risk taking his eyes off his sensei anymore as the man rushed towards him before suddenly darting to the side. Side-stepping in attempts to keep Hideo in his sights, he clenched the fabric of his jacket in one hand having realized he had dropped the kaiken in his fall, he would try and use this to trap one of the man’s limbs as he swung at the teen, then use the distraction it hopefully provided to grab a kunai from his waist pouch and go back on the offensive.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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As Rima swing the kaiken towards sensei’s ribs, the man stepped back allowing the blade to pass by harmlessly. Undeterred the teen was quick to make a follow up, keeping his left arm as a guard for his torso as he adjusted his handle on the weapon and thrusted it forward--also dodged. ‘Damn it, he’s not taking the bait!’ He was getting anxious, his mind fearfully reflecting on Kiyoko and their collapsed teammate ‘Did they make it to cover? Was Jiro truly okay?’

He didn’t want to risk looking back in case Hideo took the opportunity to blind side or even leave him to go after the other two and the thought of being no use to his team frustrated him.Changing his position slightly, the white haired giant dropped his attempts to aim for vitals in exchange for more speed. His swings wide to keep his teacher’s attention on him and Rima mentally cheered as he saw the blonde finally reach out and grab onto his right hand--probably aiming to remove the kaiken in his grip.

Goosebumps spread across his skin as the live current he worked to maintain during his charge surged through his right arm into the connecting flesh of his opponent. Fascinated, Rima watch the hand spasm for a moment before Hideo leapt back to put a distance between the arm flopping at his side and momentarily useless. From what he read of the technique, he could imagine the painful shock that followed the touch along with the pins and needles feeling to numbness side effect as the muscles twitch to regain natural feeling.

Plum colored eyes took the short opportunity to glance back, noting the empty field with relief. ‘Good. Kiyoko did take Jiro with her.’ He had his doubts that she would at first as the youngest boy was out of the game having taken such a rough hit in the first place as to whether he regained consciousness was another matter. He wondered if he should reassess his assumption, Jiro wasn’t like one of his siblings--all whom were the rough and tumble types in their younger years and he was pretty small. ‘Hopefully it wasn’t too bad.’

Redirecting his attention back towards his teacher, Rima took a step forward, intent on charging again but was distracted by Kiyoko’s shout “HEY FUCKFACE! CATCH!” Eyebrows rose to his hairline being that this was the most unreserved thing he had ever heard the girl say and but it also had exposed herself to the teacher. ‘Why did she shout? She just gained his attention!’ Another glance revealed her releasing the arrow from her bow in a high arc, something his dismissed assuming it was aimed for the teacher but the next thing she did drew his attention.

Watching her pull two kunai from a pouch make him want to face fault in realization that although she specialized with her bow she was also trained to proficiently typical weapons as was everyone else in the academy. ‘I totally forgot! Why did I think she could only use the bow!?’ Again he was grateful they were on the same team because that in itself was a mistake that probably would have cost him if they had to fight each other.

He took a quick breather, he was starting to get tired--scratch that, he was wearing down. Usually his stamina would be better than this but he used much more chakra than he was expecting--most of it wasted on their previous efforts; especially for how long he's kept two currents running. ‘When we actually had a possible chance?’ before rushing in again, this time taking mind to the projectiles thrown by Kiyoko. Whether Hideo dodged or countered, he would attempt to rush the man from the side--sadly without a running current.

The teenage giant could only hope the man would be wary to touch him again and not counter immediately. As soon as they made contact the game would be up but he hoped his strength would at least give him another edge even if his taijutsu wasn’t much at this time. Rima took another swing with this kaiken but this time following with attempted punches and kicks if their sensei made the attempt to dodge or counter.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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As the blade sunk in Rima froze in confusion, his mind not wanting to process what his two eyes were telling him as he watched their sensei. ‘W-what!?’ Hideo’s face was arched away from him, having taken the rock full force and body instinctively arched from the electric surge before gravity took its course. Wide eyes watched as their sensei fell back with a heavy thud and as the teen opened his mouth to question, he was further baffled as their sensei dispelled in a puff of smoke.

Automatically the boy stepped back at the potential threat, his mind still having yet to catch up on what exactly happened before the spoke dispersed and he was left looking at a very beaten up log. ‘A body replacement? Then where---’ The sharp whistle had Rima springing around like a startled cat, pivoting his body to face the noise arms defensively crossing his torso as he readjusted his kaiken into a better grip. Only to be met with the smug grin of their obviously unscathed sensei. "Wow! That was a close one!" Playfully said but the white haired teen couldn’t help but remain tense. ‘There was no way that was close, he played us!’ However he forced his body to relax, ‘Was the test over? He’s out of the circle now.’ Plum colored eyes gazed at Hideo in suspicion as the man spoke, “You all did a pretty good job, I must say. Quite better than I had expected."

As their sensei motioned for his other two squad mates to join them, he couldn’t help but feel happy at the approval but it didn’t prevent him from edging away from the blonde anyway--he didn’t want to be within arms reach just yet, let someone else be closer. Because although he had no reason to suspect, his gut instinct told him his first impression of the man wasn’t wrong and Hideo had more than enough reason to get back at them all for anything he may feel slighted against. "Welp, you all managed to get me out of the circle so I guess I owe one of you 21 ryō, right?" Rima relaxed a little, in honestly having forgot about the money as 21 ryō wasn’t enough to warrant his interest but he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow as the man frantically patted his pockets. "Ya' know what! Forget the money."

‘Did he not have any money to begin with!?’ He couldn’t help but facepalm with his free hand at the man’s nonchalance. In the marketing world you would be in the world of hurt if you couldn’t pay what you promised when it came to money, that was enough to be a deal breaker and destroy lesser businesses. ”That’s cheap, sensei.” Rima became rigid again, he did not mean to say that out loud even if it was a mutter, ‘There was no way he didn’t hear me!’

"No amount of money could express how proud I am of each of you. You all combined your skills and proved to me that you all are very capable ninja." The man gave no visual indicator that he heard the towering teen, maybe he was safe and absently watched Hideo put his hand on Jiro’s shoulder. "Essentially this test was to see how you all would react to an enemy in realistic combat." Only to cringe as the smaller boy was kneed roughly in the stomach then thrown away with force.

Rima nearly took a step in the direction the boy landed wanting to make sure he was alright, although he was not subjected to anything severe he wouldn’t be surprised if the younger teen would be sporting nasty bruises later but the next sentence of his stilled him.”And like realistic combat. Your enemy will not always follow simple rules they or you may put in place. I guess what I'm trying to say is: The test still continues. Except this time...no boundaries." He looked back to the man in disbelief, were all their efforts so far in vain? ”What? We’re not done?”

This...was not going to be good, he had already wasted at least half of his chakra on this exercise and already he could feel cold sweat beading itself on his forehead and neck. ’We’re screwed, totally screwed!’ The dark skinned male flashed a glance at his only remaining teammate before he lunged at their sensei, desperately trying to charge another current across his skin as he raised his arms offensively. He didn’t have much faith in truly being able to counter their sensei but he could buy time for the other two.

Rima had nothing left to offer when it came to ranged techniques but Kiyoko might and hopefully she would drag Jiro with her as she attempted to gain some distance to line a shot while he would have to try and tough it with Hideo-sensei until then. Feeling more of his chakra drain, he realized he only had enough to pull off only one more offensive technique after this. 'I just have to keep attacking, don't focus on my ass getting kicked--just gotta do something.' Rima continue mentally coaching himself as he again kept one arm up to defend himself in his rush forward, this time though holding the kaiken in a reverse grip positioned in front of his guarding arm before swinging it in an outward arc towards their sensei’s ribs.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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Just as he took cover, Rima distantly heard the woosh of fire from behind him and summed it up to their assault being ineffective. Unsurprising, since they were three kids fresh from the academy facing a jounin experienced in the field for who knows how many years. ’Kinda disappointing though, he hardly seemed fazed.’ Enforcing his thoughts, the cocky grin on Hideo’s face made him wonder if they had any effect on him thus far.

Roughly he reached the position where Jiro was last estimated to be, obviously the boy having vacated it with his prior attack. ’We’re not going to make much of a difference at this rate.’ Figuring he wouldn’t catch the younger boy any time soon he took the time to peek back into the clearing, just in time to see their sensei drop a smoke bomb and cautiously waited for it to disperse--only to now see three sensei standing in the circle once it cleared.

Carefully sidling out once he realized it wasn’t a screen for a retaliation, he made yet another split decision for himself. As much as Rima didn’t want to displease his teammates, he couldn’t exactly ask their opinions when he couldn’t even get their attention in the first place without alerting their “enemy” and he already revealed his only ace when it came to a ranged technique.

Taking a quick glance around he noticed Kiyoko preparing to draw her bow again, Jiro probably not far behind to prepare another near simultaneous assault. The older teen rushed chakra through his fingers and forcefully pushed them into the ground and violently pulled another slab from the ground, this one rough and misshapen around the edges due to his haste, dropping all attempts at camouflage in that moment ’I want him to be distracted. If it helps my squad mates, then all the better.’

Quickly pivoting on his feet, again he threw the larger piece with as much force he could after Kiyoko loosed her first arrow, not quite having the speed to sync his attack with hers. The teen let the slab of earth fly a moment before pulling his kaiken into his right hand and rushing in behind it, using it as a cover between himself and their sensei and hoping to Kami he wasn’t spotted immediately for his practical insanity--and nearly staggered at the sudden loud crack, immediately diverting half of his attention to where it came from. ’What the hell was that!?'

Three shuriken were launched, their arcs wide which he assumed were to attack Hideo and his two clones along with something that shot through much faster than the weapons currently flying, ’Did Kiyoko miss?’ He wasn’t sure, nor was he certain on what Jiro just did just yet a little too preoccupied with his own mission and could only hope it wouldn’t literally blow up in his own face like the shuriken before.

Rima continued running, shadowing just behind the thrown piece of earth and carefully charged himself with another technique. Unlike Land Reflection, this one took more chakra due to it invoking an element instead of practicing control and he had to maintain it on his body until contact and the afterthought crossed his mind that if this were any other technique he knew, it would have required hand seals and he has dumbly occupied one of his hands before rushing in.

The teen would have face palmed if he didn’t have a sharp object in one hand and building electricity in the other, ’Hindsight is always twenty-twenty but now is not the time to think about it!’The hairs on his arm and neck stood on end as static buzzed across his skin in a low hum, if anyone were to touch him at the moment they would be in for a literal shock. It was a nasty surprise when unexpected though nowhere near debilitating, maybe enough for one to flinch or to cause a muscle spasm nothing more. ’I just hope this is unexpected enough for our objective, and if not...I’m probably going to be in a world of pain.’

Having reached his target, a little too distracted with his thoughts to really register what Hideo did to counter their continued assaults beyond vague acknowledgement he would swing the dagger from the side aiming towards their sensei’s kidneys, keeping his other arm up defensively in case. Rima wasn’t putting much faith in his attack following through, against his better judgement he was hoping that his sensei would make a grab at him (rather than straight up punching or kicking his ass out), get a shock and hopefully give him a second’s worth of advantage and push him out with force. They were nearly the same height, he was maybe an inch or two shorter than the man but he was wider than Hideo. Maybe he would have a chance?

’Nah...I probably should have prepared the med kit.’

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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"Okay, okay! I'm sure you girl's are done gossiping." That voice was a lot sharper than their first warning and it had Rima turning in an instant, relieved to having drop the chatter for something potentially less mundane but he swallowed those expectations down, seeing their sensei do hand seals in quick succession. "Fire release: Phoenix Sage Jutsu!" Eyes widened and Rima flinched back as both of his squadmates scattered ’Holy...balls of fire!? Our sensei is a living flamethrower!’

The towering teen probably shouldn’t have been as surprised as he was, being that their country was known as the Land of Fire but ending up face first with balls of flame was another story entirely! Only then did the boy realize he was legitimately alone as he quickly backpedaled into the forest--the further he was away the wider the arms of flame deviated from his path and decided to not use his weapons just yet as with Hideo’s first attack, he had full visual of his location.

‘Now would have been a great time to have a plan!’ As far as Rima knew, their plan was majorly undecided. Having only gotten to know the skills his current comrades were willing to share before they were forced to break apart. He could only hope no denials being thrown from either of the two’s back could be taken as acceptance for his previous suggestion to go with Jiro’s plan and pray for the best, he was mostly worried on how he could support the two in the meantime. Other than the standard set of kunai and shuriken and he had only one ranged attack, ’I’ll have to remedy this later, if I remember it because I don’t think either of them would appreciate me rushing in now....’

He notices Kiyoko is the first to shoot, arrow whizzing straight and true, Rima decided to make a feint in her direction not paying the arrow any forethought before throwing a handful of shuriken of his own from his cover before carefully running back the other way. ‘They split in separate directions, meaning Jiro is somewhere the opposite way and as much as I would like to help either of my teammates Kiyoko has the air of someone who can handle herself pretty well...plus I still have the impression that she’d shoot me for offering.’

As much as he would have liked to stay in the practical center between his teammates, it would be foolish even for him to stick around where their “enemy” in this case last saw him and thus positioned himself closer Jiro in case he could use support--if anything went wrong on Kiyoko’s end he could only hope that he or the younger genin could react in a timely manner and if not immediately, the white haired teen had some medical jutsu to help with any minor injuries received.

Pausing where he assumed the halfway point would be between him and the smallest of their squad, he barely noticed the bow if Kiyoko’s weapon of choice as she made to notch yet another arrow and came to a split decision. This may bite him in the ass later but if they were to ‘ambush’ their sensei in any way they would need more than base weapons and he didn’t have any techniques nearly as fancy or unique as his partners seemed to have. ‘Although interesting, I don’t want to feel unhelpful. I will just have to try my best! Closing his eyes to help his focus he attempted to direct his chakra to his hands.

No seals were needed with this technique which he uncreatively called ‘Land Reflection’, thankfully, as this was more of a bastardized control technique he used as a stepping stone towards Chakra Strength Enhancement, something he wanted to eventually master but first… ‘Baby steps.’ A dull blue glow engulfed his fingers and Rima pressed them into the ground in a scooping position, then carefully spread his chakra through the dirt to a generous size--his natural strength totally came in handy for this--as he forcefully lifted the slab of earth that came with it hardened by chakra into a crude circular plate of rock with thankfully only a muted tearing of grass to indicate what he might be doing.

Carefully picking the piece up he angled himself to a wider placement in the trees. He only had time to register Kiyoko shooting upwards ‘At the sky!?’ and the volley of shuriken where he assumed Jiro skulking about just before he threw his own attack in the mix. Adjusting his hold on the object, he pivoted on his foot to rotate his body in a swift circular motion before tossing it with as much force as he could towards their sensei.Rima then retreated back to the cover of the trees, depending on how their sensei would act in this current barrage he would try and adjust accordingly while trying to locate one of his teammates for a follow up.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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Grateful at Kiyoko’s confirming nod, the two boys were quick to get introductions out of the way but a pause followed before the female of their team shared her skills. “Mizushima...Kiyoko. I’m afraid that my genjutsu ability is also quite terrible, and I don’t have much in the way of ninjutsu aside from a water based technique but…” She paused as if considering, “I do specialize in Kyūjutsu. If you wish, I should be able to make a shot from here but somehow, I don’t think that Hideo-sensei will just stand still for one of my arrows like he did with the rock, so if either of you have any plans you might want to try, I would be willing to give it a try.”

Rima already suspected her skill in archery due to her quick draws and quiver, water jutsu could be an advantage but their field looked pretty dry to offer a water source at their current location and was remotely surprised that she was terrible at genjutsu as well. Still, skills aside the towering teen was impressed that she’s so cooperative but unwilling to look a gift horse in the mouth. There was probably an ulterior reason for that but it didn’t matter to him, at least for the moment.

Despite Jiro being the youngest, he was the first to speak amongst their ‘huddle’. Rima wasn’t averse to offer his own plans but what he learned of their personalities currently, he knew the other two would be able to create a better strategy or long term plan than he, himself, would. Agrees with his teammate’s suspicions to keep an eye on their sensei and the impression that he wouldn’t stand around while they discussed for long.

"I recommend we attack as one, independently coordinating as best we can. I do not feel qualified to recommend a specific course of action for either of you, having only just met you both. However, genin are very unlikely to be able to fight a successful battle of attrition against a jonin on the offensive: a quick, strong burst of attack would play to our numbers as well as our chakra reserves.” The darker skinned male didn’t have to worry about running out of chakra as long as he remained careful. Practicing chakra control had gave him the advantage of wasting little with his techniques but as to whether he would last however long this test would end up taking was another story.

“In addition, we have much less experience than our teacher, and as such less tricks to discover. He will get a feel for our capabilities much faster than we would his, and he is likely better at exploiting them than we are. I do not know how much research Hideo has done on us, but he will not know everything we are capable of. We should attack to maximize the utility of this ignorance if we want the best chance of passing the ‘prerequisite’.”

Jiro had a point but it was possible the group was getting close to overthinking things and should take this one step at a time. “Even if that is the case it doesn’t really matter, does it? Yes, our sensei has more experienced and can assess us better but let’s just focus on testing the circle for now.” Already, he could feel his focus slipping at the detailed assessment and the rigid tone it was given in. ‘Do either of these guys know how to lighten up?’

As if on cue, their sensei piped up at them. "Can we finish this test sometime today? I get that you all are idiots but come on!" Rima barely acknowledged the mocking of their current teacher, being one of five children had made him somewhat immune to most teasing provocation. However this showed they didn’t have much time left to dally before the blonde would probably retaliate in some way and honestly Rima was grateful for it as he was starting to get antsy. The teen needed to waste some energy and the seriousness of both his comrades was starting to get at him.

“Let’s go with your plan and improvise as needed. Beyond plain weapons, I only have one ranged technique...which um, is just a much bigger version of what you did earlier.” The imagery of the rock hitting their sensei’s face replayed in his mind and Rima twitched, face contorting slightly in a moment’s resistance before a smile broke across his face. “And if necessary, I could risk getting into the circle--I’m not sure how serious Hideo-sensei is on his promise but with the lightning technique I do know, I can run a current across my body that would at least give him a literal shock if he were to grab at me.”

He wasn’t sure what else he could suggest, he had no real hope of actually doing any sort of damage towards the man but if they were to get at least one of his feet out of the circle, that would be some form of a success right? And well, if sensei did grab him he hopefully did only minimal damage. ‘Was it a risk worth taking? He wouldn’t legitimately and severely hurt us, would he?’ They were newly graduated genin after all--this was supposed to be an assessment and while he could repair surface wounds or stop the bleeding for anything moderate, he couldn’t heal broken bones or vital organs just yet.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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Training Ground 11

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Rima’s eyebrows rose to his hairline, not having time to react towards the swiftness that Kiyoko had drawn her bow before his suggestion left his mouth. ’She’s incredibly quick but I’m grateful she didn’t shoot at sensei right then and there.’ Sure, he was better at improvising than coming up with a well thought out strategy but he hardly knew anything about his teammates and didn’t want to chance any mishaps that could have been avoided, especially if they were to work together.

“Alright. But not here.” It seemed Kiyoko was the first to respond and to his surprise, she seemed to agree with his suggestion. With how quick the sterner teen was to notch her arrow, he wasn’t entirely certain if she was open to be cooperative beyond the minimum. Despite the pleasant revelation, he was quick to agree all the happier to see that Jiro was also more inclined to talk things out first despite his halted expression due to Kiyoko being quicker to the punch.

He relaxed a little, reassured by their first affirmations of cooperation as a team, though trying to keep awareness of their sensei whom most likely was observing their reactions thus far. The dark skinned teen made to follow, pausing shortly in realization Jiro wasn’t immediately behind them. Gaze questioning he turned around in time only to watch a rock fly through the air, face turning incredulous at the boldness of Jiro’s actions and mouth falling open as it hit its target.

’Oh my kami, he hit sensei. He hit sensei with a rock! In the face! IN. THE. FACE!’ The white haired teen couldn’t help but choke, freezing the laugh that tried bubbling up from his throat. A hand flew up to cover his mouth, eyes wide in an equal expression of amusement and horror as he turned back to Kiyoko as if to affirm that he did not just imagine this moment! ’What could this mean!?’

At this moment he wasn’t sure, could the man be trying to prove a point? Could this have just completely assured their doom at the hands of a jounin? The thought gave a fluttering in the pit of the teen’s stomach and made Rima pick up the pace to further his distance from the man hoping it would lessen the chances of him being part of any possible collateral damage. ’What if he was mad? Would we be safe? The whole point of this exercise was to knock him out of the circle but did that restrict him from leaving it?’

Upon reaching a reasonable distance with his partners, far enough away to make them feel comfortable the man couldn’t directly eavesdrop but still have a full visual in case their sensei did feel the need to counter the shorter male’s initial attack, he turned part of his attention towards Jiro as he let out a burst of chakra’Did he think we were under a genjutsu? I never even thought of it as a possibility...’ before he proceeded to speak. Hello, Ms. Mizushima, Mr. Miyazaki. I look forward to being a part of your team.”

Immediately Rima protested against the necessity of addressing him formal titles, ”Please, just call me Rima.”

“I am Jiro Nakahara. I am 13 years old, but I will do my best to not fall behind the two of you. I enjoy reading and bird-watching. My areas of focus are long range attacks with Magnet Release ninjutsu, and sensory techniques. My weaknesses are in physical strength and melee combat. I hope we can work together and succeed here. I also have some knowledge of fuuinjutsu, though I am still a novice.” A pause followed, as Rima observed Jiro fiddling with a scroll on the his back. “I would be very satisfied if we could show our new teacher that we are all capable students.”

The towering teen would take a suspicious glance back at their sensei, unsure if the blonde would allow them the time to properly make any plans let alone any thorough introductions but it would be nice to know their specialties or points of focus. He state his own in a slight rush, if Kiyoko didn’t say anything first.

“I’m pretty strong for my age, I guess but I need to work on my katas better.” The next part as he didn’t share with many people, due to many disbelieving someone with his size would have any interest beyond anything physical, “Beyond that my focuses are medical jutsu and Lightning techniques, I’ve worked on my chakra control to help with that. My weaknesses...definitely tactics and genjutsu.”

Not to say he was absolutely hopeless when it came to any sort of strategy but anything long term tended to be a challenge for him to keep focused on. Quick plans with room to improvise were better for him to act out. He would wait for an absolute confirmation of everyone’s skills before he’d make a suggestion, either focusing on hopefully ambushing their sensei or if the subject of the rock throwing was brought up he’d sheepishly admit to a technique of his that was similar but in much larger volume.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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The Academy

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“I think that would be for the best...Miyazaki.”

After witnessing the narrowed eyes, Rima knew he messed up. He would be one of the first to admit that his words sometimes had the tendency to get ahead of him but he was grateful that she didn’t seem to put it against him as she accepted his offer to walk together and took the hinted correction for what it was. ’It seems this may be more challenging than I originally thought but at least she isn’t completely hostile with me.’

Patiently he waited by her desk as she put her book away and did a routine check of her inventory before standing up. Plum colored eyes glanced at both the book and unusual choice of weapon curiously (the bow and what he assumed was a quiver of sorts), but he figured he already pushed his luck and decided to not ask any further questions.

“After you.”

His mood brightened at her courteousness, a smile returned to his face, nodding once before heading towards the exit post haste. Upon opening the door he would hold it open enough to allow her to pass as well instead of having to catch it, she didn’t seem the time to accept overly polite gestures and he didn’t want to antagonize her further, rather favoring to walk next to her in silence to their destination.

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Training Ground 11

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Upon reaching Training Ground 11 with Kiyoko, Rima could honestly say he was a little bemused. He assumed the grounds would have been a moderately manicured area specifically designated for training, instead he found himself looking at a patchy, overgrown field that he wasn’t even sure had any form of regulated guests for a looong while. The towering teen however couldn’t help but whistle impressively at the cover surrounding them, both the surrounding trees and the hill in the distance. If anything, this place was isolated well and it made him wonder what surprises they had in store.

Turning his attentions back to the center as he too, took notice of the man in the center of what seemed like a rough circle carved into the dirt. Smoke trailed from his lips, hooded eyes raked over them, equally assessing and Rima figured if he stood next to the man they’d nearly be the same height. ’Seeing as he’s the only adult here, he must be Hideo-sensei. He seems...rough.’

His eyes flickered temporarily as Kiyoko to the initiative to approach, straight backed and professional. The taller teen pegged that this either could go swell, or there could potentially be sparks due to their similar nature. The difference being where Kiyoko leaned towards cold and collected, Hideo-sensei seemed like more of the snarky type and as quick as a snake that would bite you at first offense.

Subtly his body shifted in response with his assessment, torso leaning away as his shoulder faced more forward in a less open posture. "Alright, losers. My name is Hideo. Your Sensei. Starting now, you all listen to me and only me! My word goes, got it? And don't even think I'll be afraid to give you all a good lesson in pain tolerance if one of you steps out of line."

Before he could vocalize his affirmation, another much smaller figure entered the clearing and vaguely recognized them as a fellow genin in training although younger than the rest of his class by a year or so. The poor kid seemed a bit harried today and Rima couldn’t recall seeing him earlier in the day while they were at the Academy. Distracted, he didn’t respond to their current teacher's question as Hideo apparently gained an answer from the contents of the scroll handed to him.

"Anyways...apparently this is your third squad member. Jiro Nakahara."

’Is he, really?’ He wasn’t one to judge but he wondered if Jiro was a little young yet, was he a prodigy of some sort? Rima knew less about him than his other teammate Kiyoko but at least it seemed that they had a complete team now. Nodding in response to Jiro’s bow though not as formal to reciprocate the gesture, he smiled in what he hoped was in assuring manner. “Hello, Nakahara!” He refrained himself from calling the boy by his first name like he had the mistake of doing with Kiyoko, at least until it was clear it was allowable. The towering teen didn’t want to make the same mistake twice and ruffle the feathers of both of his teammates on the same day.

The white haired teen was taken aback a moment later, however, as questions were shot from the youngest in quick succession. "What will you be doing while this exercise? What is this exercise a prerequisite for? Is there a failure state for us? What would the consequences be if we failed?" The look in his eye had Rima under the impression that he was possibly someone that has an absolute need for information and although their new Sensei didn’t seem like one who would tolerate too many questions thrown his way, a cautionary glance towards the man in question had him relaxing a little as he seemed not to take offense.

"If you wanna get technical though, this is really just so I can see you all's ability and how well you work as a team against a tougher opponent. So far the only likely way you could fail is if you went and left right now, which I would if I were you."

’So the goal is to work together and trying to remain outside of the circle while attempting to knock Sensei out of it? It doesn’t sound hard but he is a jounin...' Admittedly planning wasn’t his strong suit either but even he knew this would require some kind of discussion as a team, he could only hope they were favorable of the idea as well. ”So, uh...group huddle, anyone?” Rima would suggest, arms splayed out in a half shrug and looking at both of them questioningly. If they agreed he would hope they would gather further away from their Sensei well and although it probably wouldn’t help, he would rather the man not overhear any suggestions or plans the group would make or potentially agree on for this test.

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

This'll be great, and if anything I can always edit my post to include the three if needed. :D

Naruto: Shinobi reborn

Rima Miyazaki

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The Academy

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“Alright everyone. Settle down.”

Immediately Rima quieted, although unable to refrain from sharing an occasional excited whisper with his neighbors throughout their speech. All followed the lines of who they hoped were teammates, who their potential sensei’s would be. Personally, he had no real preference to whom he was teamed up with but held some hope of possibly being with Keita, someone he had come to view in a brotherly-like fondness over the years.

”Momo! Put that kunai away! You'll poke an eye out."

The sharp voice from their teacher, however, interrupted his thoughts and had the taller teen automatically straightening in his seat suddenly quiet as his head tilted curiously towards whom she scolded. Although he tried to remain indiscreet, his added height gave him leverage to gaze over the heads of shorter students and made hiding his interest a little more difficult.

Momo Sakurai. Although he didn’t know her beyond being a fellow classmate the teen was surprised their teacher even said anything about her twirling a kunai. In their practical test, she was probably the best in their year when it came to handling weapons and he smiled empathetically as she exasperatedly put the kunai away. ‘I would think the teachers would at least trust us not to lose them or accidentally hurt someone by now...right?’

”I will now assign you your three-man squads and the training grounds to where you will meet your Sensei.”

The teacher having seemed to have regained her composure continued, calling names and their squads. Here the giant paid rapt attention, giving condolences and encouragements as some of his friend’s names started being called and felt twinge of disappointment as Keita was called into a team with Momo and Isami, another girl he didn’t know well. Unfortunately that was his own fault, he tended to gravitate to those with a more open and extroverted nature like himself. She seemed nice though and maybe he could get to know them better if Keita’s team worked out. Speaking of Keita, his attention turned towards the long-haired male as he got up to leave with his team and the white-haired teen gave an excited grin and wave of farewell, ”Good luck, Keita! You guys as well, have fun~”

As the three left the room, Rima turned his attention back towards their Academy teacher. There were only a handful of students left, none that he knew overly well but it didn’t bother him much as he was open to making friends with anyone he’d be assigned with and it didn’t seem he had to wait long as the teen heard his name called.

"Team Hideo! Rima Miyazaki and Kiyoko Mizushima. Meet at training ground 11.” There was a confused pause from both teacher and students.”I guess you all's squad is a duo. Strange."

'I’ve never heard of that happening before, maybe we’ll get a third person later?’ A bright grin stretched across his cheeks despite the abnormality because he finally made it, he was finally a Genin! His excitement was hard to contain as he hopped up from his chair, but he held himself together as he made to approach his new teammate.

Kiyoko was a bit different. Rima didn’t know her as well either but he found her focus in class admirable and wished he had the same attention span when it came to subjects outside of his interest, maybe his grades would have been better beyond his affinity for chakra control and prenatural strength. She had a prickly air that made him keep a respectful distance so far, but now that they were to be teammates it would be a good time to extend an olive branch of sorts to test the waters before meeting with their sensei.

“Hi, Kiyoko!” Oops, maybe he should have gone with her last name in respect since he didn’t know her well but it was too late now. ”Would you like to walk to the training ground together?” Another inward wince because obviously they would be heading to the same destination seeing as they were now teammates but he just wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be stabbed for trying to walk next to her on the way, she seemed the type.