Crimson Stained
Chapter 12
Her Team
Nikushimi had slept rather well, despite that she thought she was going to have more nightmares. She had woken up and gotten up easily, after of course grumpily turning the alarm off.
"If it had feelings," she muttered as she walked into her bathroom, "Then I want to know how it would feel being woken up!"
As usual she took a shower and redid her bandages before pulling on her shorts, tank top, and ninja tool pouches. Then, instead of her usual bangs, she pulled her bangs to the side so her eyes and scar were out for all to see. As she passed her dresser she paused. She looked at the headband on it, and hesitated taking it.
'Should I wear it?' she wondered, picking it up and looking at it. Doubt started to fill her, but then she took a deep breath.
"Obito said I'd be fine, so I'm going to trust in his word since he's always right!" Nikushimi decided as she tied the forehead protector around her waist. She stopped by the mirror to examine herself and decided she looked good. Then she left her apartment after locking it.
She arrived at the academy and noticed the students were waiting around. She took a seat in the corner and played with her fingers nervously. She heard a few students whispeingr together about her. All the students were from the class above hers, so they didn't know her.
"Look at her eyes…" she heard a girl whisper, making Nikushimi bow her head.
'They think my eyes are scary…' Nikushimi thought, feeling a grip on her heart. Nikushimi blinked.
'This feeling… I'm scared.' she realized.
"Are her ears… pointed? She looks like a freakin' cat!" she heard the girl say rather loudly. Nikushimi slouched in her chair now, and she tried to block out her hearing.
'I feel like I'm an animal in a zoo, I feel like everyone is staring at me!' Nikushimi thought. She dared to look up to find a good amount of the room trying to discreetly eye her; however none of them were very discreet.
Suddenly the door opened and a few Jounin entered. They all looked impressive, however three stood out.
One woman had bright orange hair. However her eyes were what caught Nikushimi's attention; her eyes were a strange minty green. They were cloudy, and Nikushimi knew that woman was blind. Watching the woman, Nikushimi could tell that she was somehow able to 'see' though. She bet it had something to do with her bare feet and the gold colored gauntlets around her ankles and wrists.
The second man had blond-orange hair that seemed to change between the two colors depending on the light. He was also a large man, a great contrast to the small woman next to him, even though she had obvious muscle. His eyes were also minty green, however his eyes were slightly darker, and they weren't cloudy. It was most likely that he and the woman were related.
Next to that man was the last man who took her attention. His eyes looked like his iris's had flames in them; his iris was various tones of amber, yellow, and red which danced around in flame like patterns. The man's hair was similar like this, looking like flames. But also on his back was a strange weapon. It was like a staff, only very large. Due to its size he had to turn slightly to get into the room without hitting the doorway. The staff also had a tie at the end and top and it looked like a large fan that was being held together. At the top a red orb sat, gleaming in the light.
'I wonder who my sensei is.' Nikushimi thought curiously.
"Squad fifteen!" called the large minty eyed man.
"Squad fourteen!" called the woman that Nikushimi had found interesting. Three girls who to Nikushimi looked like they cared more for their looks than their training followed her out as she made her way out. The man followed with a squad of two girls and a shy looking boy.
"Squad thirteen!" called the fiery man. Nikushimi stood and felt like everyone was staring at her once more as she made her way to stand before her sensei.
"She looks like a freak, she's so weird, and she's so short too!" Nikushimi heard someone whisper, after hearing the whispers Nikushimi was able to make out that it was the same person each time. Nikushimi decided at this point that she had enough. She turned around and scowled.
"You know, I can hear you! Why don't you stop talking shit about me when I'm right here! Do not make me come over there and knock you into next week!" The girl who Nikushimi snapped at looked surprised.
'Ouch, popular girl… my luck sucks.' The girl was gorgeous and obviously popular as her seat was surrounded by everyone. Long black hair fell down in strands, and dark obsidian eyes stared at her with anger. Her face was pale, yet not too pale, a healthy pale. And Nikushimi's gaze could detect that she was wearing makeup.
'It looks like she's actually really weak though… she seems to focus more on her looks and popularity than her training.' Nikushimi noted.
"Excuse me? Do I hear someone trying to talk to me? The great Uchiha Tsurai?" the girl sputtered bitterly. Nikushimi scowled.
'I think I'll make her look bad, teach her to try and insult me.' Nikushimi decided.
"It's a pity," Nikushimi turned around to face her sensei, "That someone so pretty, and an Uchiha, is so conceited and focused on looks rather than training. You're pretty sucky, for a great Uchiha. You sure you're not adopted, oh great Tsurai." Nikushimi taunted, then she heard Tsurai start making noises that reminded Nikushimi of a child about to throw a tantrum.
"How would you know?" spat Tsurai. Nikushimi smirked and threw her a look over her shoulder.
"Your arms are boney, no muscle, you have no scars, you're pale, and you're wearing makeup. If we compared me and you, I have a scar on my face, my skin is naturally paper white, I could sit outside for days and nothing would happen, I have some muscle under my bandages, and I have no makeup whatsoever." Nikushimi's sensei put a hand on her shoulder and pulled her out into the hall. Nikushimi didn't protest.
"Well," he started to slightly pull her down the hall, "That wasn't as bad as it could have been."
"How bad could it have been?" a boy's voice asked. Nikushimi looked to the voice to find a boy, taller than her by around a fourth of a foot. He was pushing his glasses up onto his nose too; they had slipped down when their new sensei had pulled them down the hall.
"Well, they could have leapt at each other, claws out." Their new sensei made a hissing noise and made a clawing motion.
"That's ridiculous and stupid." Her other teammate muttered. Her other teammate was also a boy, only he was half a foot taller than her.
'Why does everyone have to be taller than me?' Nikushimi wondered as their sensei led them to a training ground where there were four logs set up.
"Well? Sit down, we need to get to know each other after all!" he said cheerfully as he took the larger log. Nikushimi sat down on the side as her two teammates took the two closest to their sensei.
"Ok, so introductions. Say your name, something about you, like something you like or dislike or both. You can give us a style of fighting if you want, but we can get that later, and I also want to know your dreams, goals, ambitions and the like. I can go first if you'd like." their sensei announced.
"Could you goo first sensei?" The shorter boy questioned before he started to cough slightly. He stopped after a moment though, unfazed by his sudden coughing fit.
"Alright, well I'm Kasai Moyasu. I like spicy food, and the thing I hate the most is water. I mainly fight with my weapon here," Moyasu gestured to the strange staff on his back, "and my goals, ambitions, dreams and all that is not something I share." Moyasu's eyes twinkled slightly, and Nikushimi decided he was probably remembering something. They sat in silence for a moment, so Nikushimi looked at her two teammates.
The shorter boy, the one with the glasses was much less intimidating than her other teammate. He was rather pale and looked rather fragile, however she could definitely see muscle on him. He had light blue-silver hair that was in short neat strands and he wore his forehead protector like most ninja, on his forehead like a headband. Nikushimi though looked intently at his eyes, his iris was a very pale blue-white and his pupil was very hard to find, it being also a light color. His eyes reminded her of the Hyuuga eyes, only his eyes had a pupil and obvious iris, they were just hard to make out.
Her other teammate had slicked back dark hair that went down his neck and dark obsidian eyes like Tsurai and Obito. He was leaning back, looking like he didn't want to be there and his mouth was set in a firm frown. Nikushimi's eyes lingered though on his left ear which had seven hoops going up the cartilage.
"I'm Garasu Shogai," the boy with the glasses spoke up as he fiddled with his gray vest that was over his light blue long sleeved shirt, "I like springtime because it isn't too hot or cold, and I don't really like spicy foods… my dream is to be a proud member of my clan." Shogai paused after saying spicy foods to cough though.
'Is he sick?' wondered Nikushimi looking at him as he started to fiddle with a wristband on his left arm. It was dark gray with a whit curvy diamond shape on it.
"I'm Uchiha Tatakau," Nikushimi's attention was drawn to the Uchiha, "I don't like a lot of things, and I dislike a lot of things. My dream is to master the Sharingan and become an ANBU." When he finished, all eyes were on Nikushimi.
"Show them who you really are, not a fake you, because they need to like you for you, and not who you pretend to be!"
Obito's words flashed through Nikushimi's head and she took a deep breath before looking up proudly.
"My name is Ketsueki Nikushimi, and don't you forget it! I like training with my best friend, Uchiha Obito, and I don't like it when people are mean. My dream…" Nikushimi trailed before shaking her head. She closed her eyes and opened them again, and Moyasu swore that he could see a burning fire behind them.
"My dream… no my goal is protect those who I care for, no matter the cost! Even if it means I have to die… then so be it."
A grin started to spread across Moyasu's face making Shogai and Tatakau stare at him curiously.
'The old geezer was right; she does have the Will of Fire burning within her… as for the other two… I think I can make something of these three.'
"Well," Moyasu announced suddenly, clapping his hands and making Shogai flinch from the sudden loud noise, "You're all different and I think you guys are pretty interesting. We're going to have a quick little spar now so I can get a feel for your fighting abilities… It will be you three against me." Nikushimi, Tatakau, and Shogai all blinked.
"Ne, sensei… is that really a good idea?' Nikushimi questioned.
"You'll die if we go all out. Don't underestimate me!" growled Tatakau.
"Sensei, please you might end up getting injured!" Shogai protested. Moyasu waved them off.
"I'll be fine, and I do not doubt your abilities but… I'm an honest guy. You're all Genin, barely, you're the lowest ranking ninja and you're fresh out of the academy. Meanwhile, I'm a Jounin who has been on many high level missions and survived more than one life or death experience against people who want to kill me." Moyasu snorted. Nikushimi blinked.
"Ne, sensei, you were informed that because of a special condition my graduation test was an actual escort mission right?" Nikushimi questioned, receiving stares. She sighed. "I'm taking that as a no."
"You were on a mission?" demanded Tatakau. Nikushimi nodded.
"Yeah, it was my graduation exam; it didn't go very well mission wise, but I passed." explained Nikushimi.
'I do remember the old geezer saying something about this, now that I think about it…'Moyasu thought, 'I forget what he said about it though… it's probably nothing.'
"I call bull, there's no way." Tatakau snorted. Nikushimi scowled.
"Well it happened! You can ask the Hokage too!" she yelled.
"Ha, and pigs fly." mocked Tatakau. Nikushimi glowered at him.
"You're just jealous that you haven't been on a mission and I have been! Ha!" Nikushimi stuck her tongue out at Tatakau childishly.
"I am not jealous of you, shorty!" huffed Tatakau. Nikushimi's face turned an angry shade of red.
"I will end you!" she screeched, launching herself at Tatakau. Luckily, Moyasu grabbed the back of her shirt and held her there while she struggled and tried to get to Tatakau.
"No Nikushimi, you can't kill your new teammate." Moyasu scolded lightly as he watched Tatakau smirk at Nikushimi and taunt her.
"Tatakau, don't make me let go of her. She might maul you…" Moyasu trailed. Tatakau stopped taunting Nikushimi and frowned.
"I'd like to see her try!" he snorted. Moyasu let go of Nikushimi who immediately flew at Tatakau.
"Yahhh!" They both flew over and Nikushimi sat on Tatakau's chest as she punched him in the face. By the time she had punched him a second time he realized what had happened and managed to throw her off with only slight pain in his face from her punches.
"The hell is wrong with you?!" demanded Tatakau.
"The hell is wrong with you!?" Nikushimi retorted.
"Ok you two, stop fighting!" Moyasu shouted, pulling them apart and standing between them.
"She started it." Tatakau huffed.
"Did not!" growled Nikushimi, crossing her arms and turning away from him.
"You did! You punched me!" Tatakau argued. Nikushimi glared at him.
"Because you called me short! I am not short!" Nikushimi screeched, stomping one of her feet to prove her point.
"Both of you, stop arguing! Nikushimi, don't punch your teammate, and you aren't exactly tall, Tatakau, stop antagonizing Nikushimi! She's proved that she will try and kill you if you do." Moyasu yelled, keeping them away from each other.
"Fine, stay away from me, shorty!" Tatakau growled at Nikushimi. Nikushimi growled back in return.
"If I get my hands on you, you're as good as dead!" Nikushimi threatened, grabbing for Tatakau who stood just out of her range as Moyasu held her back. Moyasu just shook his head and sighed as Shogai tried to get Nikushimi to calm down.
'From before, I take that back, this team might not work out as well as I originally thought….'
AN
And that, is her wonderful team!
Here's their little bios that you know right now.
Uchiha Tatakau(Tah, tah, kay, ooooh)- He's thirteen with the usual Uchiha traits, black hair, pale-ish skin, obsidian eyes, stubborn and rude and proud. He's actually friends with Shogai. He has seven hoops going up the cartilage in his right ear. He wears an Uchiha clan shirt and shorts. And he has his hair slicked back like Hidan's hair.
Garasu (Gah, rah, sue) Shogai (Sho, guy)- He's also thirteen with pale bluish silver hair and pale skin. His eyes are pale blue-white and his pupil is also a light color, looking like a Hyuuga's eye only he has a pupil you can see, it's just pale. he wears glasses and has a blue long sleeved shirt, a vest, a wristband with a curvy diamond on it, and ninja pants. He coughs a lot.
Kasai (Kah, sai) Moyasu (Moe, yah, sue)- He's a Jounin and his hair is colored and styled like flames. His eyes are normal, except his iris is colored like and reminds Nikushimi of flames. He has the usual Jounin attire, however on his back is a large staff that has two ties at the end, tying together a fan. Then at the top there is a red orb.
And that's the general description you know right now. And yes, i know, my little prounounciation things suck. Deal with it.
Anyway, I'm in a bad mood because today my art teacher complimented this girls crap drawing and I asked her why she never likes my manga drawings. Then, she flat out said, "I don't think its art." and she just laughed at me and walked away. Then, earlier on this month, she just ignored my Obito drawing and got mad at me for drawing manga. I want to be an animator bitch, please, common sense!
Bye.
