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Chap 4.
The next morning Hoshika awoke on her kitchen floor. Her back ached and she felt like she had been poisoned. Her entire head was summing like a bee cube. On her right hand the Tattooart rose was vividly singed into the pale skin. Slowly and with care, Hoshika holstered herself up with the help of the kitchen table. Her eyes fell on the cold full boll of ramen and when a high grumbling arose from her stomach she realized that she had forgotten to eat her ramen the day before. Before she knew what she had done, Hoshika had downed the entire bowl of cold ramen. It did diffidently not taste as god cold as hot and she had more than doubled her earlier record of speed ramen consuming. But she was hungry, more than hungry, she was starved. Shaking with hunger she trudged to her cupboard, grabbed the entire box of crunchy kunai and the biggest bowl she could find before she turned to her refrigerator and grabbed a carton of milk that was a day from going sour. She then proceeded to gobble it up as fast she could. Her hunger finally stilled Hoshika turned her attention back to her creation. The rose and rose whip from the day before was still lying on the chair and the rose on her arm and on the table was still there.
A couple of experimentations showed that the tattoos both worked and tock close to no chakra at all. They could be hidden by a henge but didn't disappear at will like a seal would do. Hoshika concluded that she somehow had created a combination of seals and tattoos with alchemy qualities. That figured out, she would have to hide it. The easiest way would be a henge in combination with hiding clothes and if she could just figure it out genjutsu. A pair of tight black bracers over the henge and the TA rose was invisible. The next on her list would then be genjutsu. It was safer that she would have the skill to hide her extra ability extremely well before she created more Tattoarts.
Creating a genjutsu proved to be more difficult than Hoshika had expected. To hold it was difficult and when she finally managed to hold it Hoshika found out that she couldn't see it at all not when she looked at her arm and could see the rose even as she felt her grip on the genjutsu fail. She couldn't see it in the mirror or on any reflecting surface. The only way she had left was checking it out on other people. Hoshika decided to first create a disguise henge under genjutsu before going out. She chose to become an ordinary looking boy. It felt very strange to look into the mirror and see an boys face instead for a girls face, but ninjas was supposed to use any opportunity to get to their goal. Hoshika dobbed that even her die hard hate fans would recognize her as a boy.
So it is pretty understandable that she was more than surprised to see the reaction she got when she activated her genjutsu in front of the hokage tower.
One minute she had activated her genjutsu, the next she was drenched in blood. The entire street was covered with blood. It dripped from windows, ran down walls and poled in the street. Still body's lay everywhere, some was imbedded in walls, some hanging from windows and most of all on the street. With shaking fingers Hoshika canceled her technique in hopes that she had accidently cast it on herself. She hadn't. She hated most of the people in this village, but she hadn't wanted to kill them all.
Shaking Hoshika bent down to the closest still body and felt for a pulse. She had to pull aside his blood drenched turtleneck and her fingers were slippery with blood. She had to check two times before she found the right place.
He was alive, his pulse beat strongly under her fingers. Hoshika sank down on her knees beside him, ignoring the pool of blood she had landed in. She was shaking too much to move while her pants became soaked. She hadn't murdered him, he was only unconscious. She lifted her head and looked at the other people lying in the street. Now when she looked closer she could see that everyone's chest rouse in an even rhythm. They were all unconscious, but what had caused the blood bath?
The only thing she could think of was her genjutsu, but it was only supposed to disguise her Tattoart rose, not all this. Besides she had read that to use genjutsu to cause real physical pain was difficult, a big loss chakra and demanded even more training. It was very unlikely that was what happened and besides were exactly had the blood come from? Hoshika couldn't see any stab wounds. Okay, facts. Everybody was fainted. Shinobi from jounin, chunin and genin. She could even see a fainted anbu on the opposite roof. Civilians too lay fainted on the ground. Everybody was unconscious and there where blood everywhere, but not all had blood on their clothes like the jonin she sat besides.
Hoshika heard a grown from the slowly waking jounin she sat besides and was hit by the tough that as the only conscious person she would be very suspicious and she doubted that a henge would be a good enough disguise when she was singled out by ninjas. All most before she finished the thought she discovered that she was running.
Hoshika sunk down on the shower floor and watched as the blood from her soaked pants disappeared down the drain. She kept her head down as the cold water flushed the blood from her black and blond hair. Hoshika stared down on the cold pink tinged water that flowed from her hair and down the drain. She ignored her shivering until there wasn't anymore pink and the she stumbled out from her shower clumsily striping of her dripping clothes as she went. With her mind busy with the reaction to her genjutsu she dried herself of and crept into bed. Huddled under her quilt she started to resolve what her genjutsu had done.
When she had first cast it in her apartment she hadn't se any difference in herself. Not in the mirror or when she looked down. On the other hand when she had activated it in the street it had worked to well. The little she knew about genjutsu said that you needed a strong imagination or at least a concept when you crated a genjutsu. Hoshika new that she had plenty of imagination, but if she wanted to use the genjutsu often to hide her tattoart and also when she was under henge she needed a concept. If she had used her imagination she would have to recreate it different every time she was in a new henge. But if she created a concept she wouldn't have to change it every time.
The concept she had decided to use was not only for hiding tattoart but to make people not se to close on her. It was: He/she is as you wish he/she to be.
Hoshika figured out that that concept should make sure that nobody saw her makeshift tattoo. In henge so long as she didn't transform into a punk people wouldn't imagine a tattoo. As herself they wouldn't wish to se tattoos and therefore in their eyes she wouldn't have any tattoos.
She had figured it fool safe, but the blood hadn't been in her ideas. What could have caused it? Hoshika couldn't imagine it, so she would have to find out what different people saw thru gossip.
Resolute Hoshika stood up from her bed and dressed. She then henged into the same henge as before. Carefully looking around she sneaked out of the house and into the street. The mystery with the bloody genjutsu was going to be solved. Detective Hoshika on the case.
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