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C-Rank introduction

Also, just in case I haven't made it clear, romance is most certainly not the main focus of this story. Hell, I don't think there will be any pairings in the foreseeable future.

'C'-Rank Mission: Kill

Chapter 5

I dodged a punch and Body-flickered away from the man's range.

Sharingan whirled with two tomoe, spinning to assess the threat in front of me. The man once again appeared directly in front of me, one hand aimed for my neck. A seal-less kawarimi and the tree bark were now empty of my presence.

A solid jab from my side was blocked by my hand. Fuck I cursed, that hits hard.

Dodge. Parry. Block. Jump. Duck. Body-flicker. Substitute.

The cycle continued for what felt like hours in my perception despite being only minutes.

The shinobi was relentless with his attacks, not giving me a break to take a breather. White hair glistened in the sunlight, menacingly. "Maa... not bad Sasuke-kun..." Kakashi-sensei purred, lone eye dancing with a mocking glint. "You're doing well... for a brat."

I didn't have the energy nor the concentration to reply to his statement simply because I couldn't do it while fighting. Kakashi was fast, amazingly so. He moved with such grace, such practice, with a hand tied behind his back, that he seemed almost invincible to me. Despite possessing the Sharingan, my speed was no match for him. This was to be expected of course, but it didn't stop the pride I had in my shinobi abilities to go from the size of the moon to almost nonexistent.

Suffice to say, my ego popped like a balloon once Kakashi started sparring against me.

The reason for him to spar with me instead of my teammates? Well...

"So, now training begins!" Kakashi said with some degree of cheerfulness.

Hmm, so he's starting training now, only a day after accepting us as his team? According to the anime, or at least what the viewers could see, the Copy-nin only started training his team by the time the wave mission came knocking on his door. Interesting...

"Training! What are we going to learn Kakashi-sensei?!" Izumi yelled, excitement coloring her tone and body language.

Torune sat on the ground beside her, body posture straight.

"Calm down," the former ANBU Captain advised the hyperactive kunoichi. The girl backed down, but her eyes gleamed with interest. "Today, we're gonna learn tree-climbing. Now, I'm sure you all know what chakra control is?" When Kakashi received three nods in return, he continued with his lecture. "This exercise is simple in theory, but harder in practice. Watch."

Chakra gathered on the soles of his sandals. I knew how this exercise worked since I had already gotten down both water-walking and tree-walking to the point where I could do it effortlessly, without much concentration either. Considering that these two were fundamental abilities for a ninja, mastering them had been one of the first things I had done after becoming mentally stable enough.

Kakashi proceeded to walk up the tree until the branch, where he then remained upside-down standing. His eyes remained bored and posture slouched. "Enough staring, get going and start. Now!" He flipped off the branch and took out his Icha-Icha - man I have to read that someday to find out, why our sensei likes it so much - before starting to read it.

"Alright!" Izumi yelled from beside me. "I'll get this done first! Watch me Sasuke, I'll beat you there first!" The brown-haired girl challenged me with vigor. I scoffed at her mockingly. Her eyes immediately turned towards me and morphed into a glare. "What... you think I can't do it?! Just watch me, I'll-"

"I'm not saying you can't do it, idiot," I stopped her mid-rant. Her glare magnified ten-fold at my 'idiot' comment- maybe I should curb my arrogance a bit? Nah. "Just watch. Actions speak louder than words."

With that statement flying out of my mouth, I stuffed my hands into my pockets and walked towards the tree. With almost practiced ease like that of an experienced veteran, I casually moon-walked on the tree until I reached the branch. A backward flip- fuck, showing off chakra magic is so much fun- and I was on top of the branch. I turned to take in my teammate's expressions, hoping that the grandiose showing of my above-average skills would be surprising enough.

Izumi looked shell-shocked if the wide-eyed and loose jaws were an indication of her emotions. I couldn't tell what Torune's face looked like at that moment considering half of his face was hidden, but I'd like to imagine that he was similarly surprised. Kakashi was...

Well, Kakashi was looking at me with amusement, his book no longer present in his hands.

I wonder what that was about?

Ignoring the foreboding feeling that I felt at the moment, I spoke in a very cocky tone. "That's how you do it." I jumped off the branch and landed on the ground as gracefully as I could muster. "Try not to fall behind. Oh... I've also mastered water-walking too, so..." I leaned in and whispered, "you are still far behind me."

Izumi fumed silently, but instead of attacking or screaming at me as I had expected, she spoke calmly, eyes shining with determination. "Just you wait... I'll catch up to you no matter what."

With that statement, she grabbed a kunai and marched towards the tree, Torune hot on her heels.

A hand landed on me and I jumped ready to attack the offender.

It was Kakashi who was staring at me with a dangerous glint in his onyx orb. "Well, since you seem to be far ahead of your peers... why not do a little sparring with me? Might help with a 'prodigious' genin like you now, wouldn't it?"

A shiver went up to my spine at the tone he used, but I shook the feeling away from my bones. The man was willing to teach me and push me ahead of my teammates, what's the worst that could happen?

I nodded.

Kakashi eye-smiled.

This leads to my situation now. One bruised battered child soldier and one unnaturally cheerful sensei. Bastard.

I dodged another fist. The world seemed to blur for a second, my surroundings turning unusually wavy. My Sharingan immediately dispelled the genjutsu that threatened to ensnare me.

It took a split-second for the events to occur, but that time limit was all that was needed to break my concentration. Kakashi appeared before me and landed a solid kick on my stomach. All the air previously owned by me, vacated my lungs as I was flung down the tree, landing harshly on my back.

I groaned in pain, my back aching like never before. This was the first time I had ever been pushed so far and so hard since Itachi's murder frenzy.

"Already out cold? I would have thought you had more bite in you. Where's that arrogance you had just five minutes ago?" The damn cyclops was mocking me, you could hear it in his tone itself, words notwithstanding.

"Fuck... you..." I gasped out between breaths.

"Language," he chided me, condescension filling his voice. "Itachi wouldn't be proud of you."

Ouch. That was a low blow, but unlike canon Sasuke, my anger and hatred towards the kin-slayer weren't as uncontrolled and magnified. Don't get me wrong, Itachi would die by my hand someday- I utterly loathed his existence - but my hatred would be kept on a tight leash.

At least Kakashi didn't say something about my parents, but then again considering his history, I don't think he has much room to talk trash about it considering how his father ended up.

I didn't respond to his comment about my psychopathic elder brother being disappointed in me. Even if I did snidely comment about his previous mental wounds, he'd interrogate me about how I knew such classified information which I did not have any way of obtaining.

Whether it was my lack of reaction to his remark about my loving elder brother or genuine boredom, the man left in a Body-flicker to check on my teammate's progress, giving me a moment of breathing time.

Sweet relief...

Xxx-WiT-xxX

Two months of nothing but sparring with my sensei, and I have to say, despite the torturous treatment I received from Kakashi, I learned a lot.

I now had near complete mastery over the Body-flicker and Substitution techniques. I intended to be fast enough to reach the level of the late Shisui Uchiha, the man who had mastered the technique to the point where he could create after-images. Combine that with the Substitution technique, and I'd be hard to hit on the battlefield.

My reaction speed had improved tremendously, far more than I could have done by myself. Kakashi pushed me to my absolute limits, just nearing the point of chakra exhaustion. This helped maximize my reserves. I already knew I had far larger chakra reserves than anyone my age barring Naruto. The previous owner of my body had practiced the Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu from the afternoon till evening without a single break, at the mere age of six and a half.

Safe to say, my chakra reservoir was far more expansive than before.

The only thing that suffered during those training exercises was my pride. It had been ruthlessly crushed, churned, and burnt to almost nothing. All that ego built up from the academy days of beating up small children had been finished off, reduced to atoms. Eh, that was perfectly fine by me.

Arrogance had no place on the battlefield and forcing me to lose it was a good move by the white-haired genius.

With two months of nonstop training done along with one day breaks every week, Kakashi had deemed the three of us ready for a C-rank.

The mission was simple. Escort a client to a small town near the Land of Birds, about a two day trip from Konoha to the minuscule village, at least at a civilian's pace.

Before that, however, I had to be prepared with enough supplies. "Fifteen sets of kunai, fifteen sets of shuriken, two first aid kits..." I muttered absently, counting the storage scrolls I had. I didn't know how to make seals yet, hence all of them being store-bought. They were surprisingly expensive according to market rates within Konoha's walls, but I had plenty of money to spare. Itachi killing off the Uchiha clan had ensured that I had plenty of money to scavenge from dead people. What a morbid thought I shook my head dismissing those words away. Such words being forced into the forefront of my mind would only be detrimental to my mental health.

A Body-flicker and I had been displaced from my previous position to directly on top of my house.

"Well, time to get prepared," I mumbled.

I'll admit I was nervous, but at the same time, I was excited at the prospect of finally getting out of Konoha and seeing a part of the elemental nations outside of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, however minuscule that portion may be.

Xxx-WiT-xxX

Izumi gaped at her sensei, she was sure her teammates shared her shock too. Because the man was not only on time, he was early. 'Early' and 'Kakashi-sensei' were two words she never expected to associate with her tardy teacher.

The shortest time the man had made them wait for was an hour, which was a massive improvement from the usual three hours. Their schedule mostly consisted of D-ranks, taijutsu practice, chakra control practice, and then they'd be sent off home with Sasuke being the only one told to remain.

"Alright, first things first, what's in your packs?" Kakashi-sensei questioned with a no-nonsense tone, eyes drilling into the three of them.

Wow, he's very serious today. Izumi thought to herself.

A change, but a welcome one nonetheless.

Izumi spoke before her teammates could, "I have ten sets of kunai and shuriken. Three first aid kits, a few ration bars, some food, and water..." she thrusted the storage scrolls Yugao-nee had provided her with in front of her sensei. Her elder sister in all but blood had advised her on how such tools would be useful in an actual mission.

Kakashi-sensei nodded at her before turning to her teammates, head cocked to the side, clearly asking them to continue with the description of their packs.

When the boys gave similar descriptions of their luggage, her Jonin sensei nodded satisfactorily. "Good, you have all prepared well. Meet me at the gate in 10 minutes. Your client going by the name 'Misaki Yui' will also be present. She has black hair and black eyes with a distinctive mole just in front of her ears, you'll recognize her quite easily."

Kakashi-sensei proceeded to disappear in a puff of smoke without any further elaboration.

Izumi sighed. That habit of his hadn't changed a bit.

She felt one of her teammates clap her shoulder. Turning her gaze to Sasuke she raised an eyebrow in question, asking what he needed.

Instead of responding to her implied question, Sasuke turned to his face to Torune and clapped his shoulder too.

Then at that moment, the scenery around her twisted.

She felt herself get forcefully displaced from her initial position, the world around her turning upside down without her permission. Izumi wanted to scream, to yell, to shout just what the actual fuck was happening, consequences be damned.

But she couldn't because she had no control of her body during the stomach flipping bullshit happening during that moment.

Then all of a sudden, it stopped. The background around her returned to its original state- stationary, albeit with different buildings than the initial scenery.

Once she had gained control of her bearings, she opened her mouth to-

She felt a clap on her shoulder... shit.

The same process happened, except this time she did try and escape from her teammate's grasp- to no avail of course. Sasuke's grip was firm, tight and she couldn't budge or move away from it at all.

The insanity stopped once more, and just before her black-haired friend could pull off the same nonsense again, she grabbed the offending hand. "You are not doing that again." Her voice was firm, unyielding, like the commander of an army. She recognized the jutsu Shorty had used. Yugao-nee did it one time to her and she had not liked that experience one bit.

Sasuke smirked at her, that infuriating little shit. "No promises," he sort of promised to her.

She let go of his hand before a question rose to the front of her mind. "Did Kakashi-sensei teach you the Body-flicker technique?" She questioned Shorty. Was she that far behind him?

"Hmm... not really," Sasuke replied to her question, one hand waving dismissively. Then... did that mean he had learned it himself or was there someone else who was teaching him separately? If so, she'd ask her mom to step up her training. She didn't want to fall behind him. Before she could further interrogate her teammate, he pointed to her right. "The gate's right there. I also note that our client is waiting for us."

Izumi nodded slightly and turned towards her client who stood next to Kakashi-sensei, talking something about business in her town.

The client's face looked exactly as her one-eyed sensei described. Black hair, onyx eyes, and a distinctive mole near the ear. A perfect match.

The woman was about five foot four in height according to Izumi's predictions. She wore a red kimono with various floral patterns dotted across the sleeves and the lower region below the waist. Her hair was tied into a bun with a flower pin in it. All in all, the client had an elegant figure with a beautiful face to go along with it.

She seemed to notice their arrival too as her attitude took a twist from cheerful to disgruntled. "These are the brats that are supposed to escort me?" Misaki questioned. Too bad her pretty face was attached to a trashy mouth.

Before Izumi could make a snide comment at the client, potentially forcing team 6 to lose this mission, Sasuke smoothly intervened. "I assure you Yui-san, us brats are more than enough to protect someone of your 'status'." He said with a slightly mocking tone. Her teammate was essentially telling the client that she was worth only a team of green genin, nothing more than that. "Besides if we do fail to protect you, we have our sensei who is a Jonin. He is more than capable for this mission."

The client didn't seem appeased but relented when she finally got the meaning of Sasuke's comment. There was no way she was getting anything better than this. "Fine, you four will have to do, but I expect the best from you three. Understood?" The woman asked team 6 in a demanding tone. The three of them nodded at her with far less enthusiasm than they started with. "Good."

With that she marched through the gates, chin held high, posture stiff and back straight. She's more arrogant than Sasuke Izumi thought with slight annoyance.

She only hoped the mission would go well.

Xxx-WiT-xxX

The journey by foot to the Land of Birds was a calm one with barely any disturbance from either party.

Surprisingly, Torune had gotten along well with our client, engaging her with talk about the climate and wildlife of the region the woman resided in. According to the information given by her, she was fairly interested in learning more about the flora and fauna of the elemental nations.

Once Misaki had warmed up to him, she had dropped the stand-off-ish behavior she had given us during our first encounter. The old saying 'don't judge a book by its cover' held once more.

"Near my house, there's a large forest that mainly consists of pine and cedar trees. A lot of them have grown quite large over the years... they're populated with many different bugs of various sizes ranging from ants, beetles, spiders, bees. A few bird species like woodpeckers, sparrows, ravens, and the occasional hawk be found there too," she spoke excitedly with joy coloring her tone. Torune's eyes gleamed with interest, I couldn't blame him. I was very interested in visiting this place too. Natural wildlife always intrigued me as a kid considering I had never seen animals in their natural habitat, the one time desert safari not being included.

"So, what got you so passionate on this topic Misaki-san?" Torune asked her in a flat tone but you could detect the happiness in his expression. He liked the client a lot.

When he asked that question, the woman's mood dropped from cheerful to sad in a blink of an eye. "Well... my brother enjoyed taking photos of the animals in our area a lot. A couple of years later he died because of a disease that plagued the country for a little while. Since his death, I've taken over his projects and decided to complete it for him."

Well, shit. Way to kill the mood. I thought to myself.

Torune noticed his mistake and immediately decided to apologize. Before he could open his mouth, Misaki-san seemed to know what he was going to say, so she raised a hand to silence him. "It isn't your fault. You're just a child, ninja or not, and you were curious about my reasons. That's perfectly fine by me... if anything the fault lies within me. I didn't need to burden you all with that fact."

Miss, we're probably going to have to kill someone today. I didn't say that out loud, but she had the wrong idea if she thought that a small sob story was going to defile our innocence.

"Regardless, I'm sorry ma'am for bringing up bad memories of your family." Torune apologized courteously, his tone tinged with regret. I feel you buddy.

Sometimes the wrong string of words comes out of your mouth and looking back at it, you could do nothing but cringe at your sentences. I'm sure everyone could relate.

The walk continued in absolute silence for the next half of the trip, definitely on the uncomfortable end of the spectrum.

--

"My bugs detect a disturbance in the air." The voice of Torune Aburame broke the silence that had lasted for what felt like an eternity. "There are most likely a few people ahead of us." He clarified his previously vague statement, stressing the fact that more than one shinobi or bandits would be encountered today by our team.

"Maa... good job Torune, you are indeed correct," Kakashi praised the insect clan member. His visage morphed from a laidback mood to a serious kick-ass commander. "Several bandits are located ahead of us. Your job is to capture them, kill if you must. I will not be interfering unless absolutely necessary." He silenced the inevitable protest from the only kunoichi of the team with his next slew of words. "I'm sure you'll easily handle them." He said with a reassuring eye-smile.

"I-is that a good idea Kakashi-san?" Misaki's voice reached us with a slight tremble. "Are you sure it is wise to let them handle it?"

Excuse me? Can't you have a little faith in your escorts I rolled my eyes. In hindsight, I wouldn't blame her considering how young, inexperienced and short we looked. Ninjas or not, the three of us were essentially children, me being only 136 cm in height did not help matters.

"I assure you Yui-san, my genin are more than qualified for such a job," Kakashi told the client in the sincerest tone he could muster.

She didn't seem convinced but reluctantly backed down. Good.

A tense silence overtook the traveling party, waiting for the enemy to make their move before we made ours.

After what felt like hours, finally, some signs of life could be observed through the foliage when the bushes rustled and leave scattered.

"HALT!" A man that jumped through the bushes yelled, his voice echoing in the dense forest.

The man was large, burly, with muscles that bulged through the shirt he had obviously outgrown. He wore dark grey shorts that reached his knees and large red slippers- all his accessories were in pristine condition for people who frolicked in the woods. A rather interesting figure, most likely their leader... I figured.

The men behind them weren't as extravagant as him. All of his lackeys wore a simple black shirt with scrapped armor, black pants, and grey shoes. Looks like they weren't getting paid enough.

One of the leader's subordinates' eyes swiveled to take note of our group before widening in panic and fear. "S-sir, I th-think we should leave?"

The leader's eyes turned angry and he swiftly turned his neck towards the man that spoke to him, his neck nearly breaking from how fast he turned. "Wha waz tha Fuji? Are ya sayin' that we have ta surrender?"

What a weird accent...

The man known as 'Fuji' squeaked slightly but regained his bravado when his eyes reached my sensei. "B-boss, that's Hatake Kakashi of Sharingan, the man who copied nearly a thousand jutsu's."

Man, Kakashi got some clout I thought to myself with amusement. The dude had a fearsome reputation, I'd give him that.

The leader's eyes widened when he heard that name and his previous display of courage popped like a balloon. "Y-you're t-the..." he stuttered scared to form words. This man had gone from guts the size of the moon to nothing but a stuttering mess in a matter of seconds. It seemed they were relatively new to the criminal life of a rogue bandit. "Shit!" He yelled and prepared to bolt away from the four of us. That was the moment I chose to strike.

A seal-less Body-flicker had placed me directly behind the leader.

One swift chop to the neck and the man was down.

The men next to me jumped away, intent on escaping the incoming onslaught. They were far slower than Kakashi however and catching up to them would be easier.

I jumped towards the men on my right- my teammates could handle the left -using the leader's body as a jump pad to catch up to them faster.

Pulling two shuriken from my pouch, I aimed them in such a way that it would use the metallic wire that connected the shuriken to bind the two fleeing men.

It went exactly as I had planned.

Both men went down in a matter of seconds, legs bound, and flat on their stomachs. They opened their mouth to yell and alert their subordinates but there simply wasn't a point.

A seal-less Substitution with a nearby rock and my new position was now directly above them, one arm poised to strike both their necks at the same time.

They both were knocked out like their leader.

That was way too easy I sighed. Despite the massive size difference, defeating enemies that resorted to swords and shields as their main source of weaponry wasn't a difficult task to accomplish.

Welp, I rubbed my hands together, Sharingan enhanced eyes scanning the surroundings to check for enemies or escapees nearby. Time to bind them.

I took out the spare ninja wire I had brought with me for the mission and began the standard process on how to deal with prisoners like it had been taught in the academy

--

"Alright!" Izumi yelled at the three of us. She turned her head towards Kakashi, eyes filled with happiness. "Mission complete Kakashi-sensei!"

"Izumi," I called her in irritation. Couldn't she keep her voice down? "Can you stop screaming? Do you want to alert the entirety of the Fire Nation?" I asked dryly.

"Sorry... Shorty." She said with a smirk on her face, not apologetic one bit. I didn't have a rebuttal to that statement since I was the shortest of my team. I was still a bit miffed about my height.

I rolled my eyes at her childish response not bothering to deign her with a reply. Mistaking my silence for a victory, she swiveled her head towards our sensei who was arrived behind us.

"Where's the client Sensei?" I questioned him.

Kakashi tilted his head slightly and his gaze landed on me. He pointed at the foliage behind him. "She's behind those trees currently." He clapped his hands signaling us to pay full attention to him. "I interrogated one of the prisoners. Those were the only bandits present within this vicinity as far as I can tell, based on one of the prisoner's intel." When had he taken a prisoner?

"Now there is one thing all of you have left to do..." his voice grew colder and colder with each word he uttered. "I have one last order for you three..."

Was it?

"... kill your prisoners."

His tone was soft yet cold, flat and emotionless. The fact that he stressed the word 'order' made me realize that we had no choice.

"S-sensei, do w-we really...?" Izumi's trembling voice echoed in the forest. I couldn't blame her, despite being a kunoichi that was trained to kill, first time experiences were always the scariest.

Kakashi sighed. "When you chose to become a shinobi, you need to realize that death lurks everywhere in such a path. The moment you place that headband on your head," he gestured towards the Konoha emblem on our foreheads, "you became a ninja in the eyes of Konoha, in the eyes of the rest of the villages, and in the eyes of civilians. That headband signifies that you are ready to face such challenges in this world. It is why most individuals are taught to kill their emotions, to be the ultimate tool for the village. Ninjas are nothing but mercenaries, tools to further the interest of the village, be it Konoha, Kiri, Kumo, or even smaller villages like Taki- shinobi that follow the rules of the village are all the same." His tone became bitter in the end. Perhaps he hated the truth too.

His eyes hardened once more, face set into a blank emotionless mask. "So, go ahead... and kill them."

My head turned towards the leader's body, his neck vulnerable- so easy yet, so hard to destroy that organ.

I pulled the kunai out of my pouch and walked towards the downed soon-to-be corpse.

I placed the kunai at the man's jugular vein and hesitated.

Do I really have to...?

Images of Itachi slaughtering the clan, my father, my mother, everyone close to me- blood. Blood. Nothing but red- if I couldn't do this alone, how could I possibly hope to kill him?

Orochimaru, Danzo, Kabuto, Obito- all of them were dangerous enemies that I had to one day defeat in battle. I had to kill them someday. What was a bandit compared to those monsters?

I grabbed the kunai and slashed his neck. A clean-cut that flew through his skin like a hot knife cutting butter.

That was it.

I had killed a man with my bare hands... and I didn't regret it.

I was now a ninja.

A shinobi. A mercenary that killed on orders without question. Kakashi had given the verdict and I had done it, no questions asked, no regrets, no remorse-

I grimaced. Does that make me a monster?

Sniffling sounds broke me from my musings. I turned my head towards the source and found out that Izumi was crying. Tears pooled out of teal-colored eyes, her hands wrapped around Kakashi's waist. The man was telling her something, patting her back all the time. So the man was comforting her?

A nice gesture after the order he had given out, as plastic as it seemed.

Once the girl stopped crying, Kakashi gave us the signal to move on and meet the client. It was time to reach our destination.

One question plagued me throughout the journey.

Should I be proud or disgusted with myself?

The question would remain unanswered for the years to come.

Xxx-WiT-xxX

The man's eyes glinted in the sunlight.

"So the shortest one is the person we have to kill?" One of his subordinates asked him. "He seems easy to take down."

"Are you questioning my decision fool?" He hissed at his subordinate who dared to raise his voice in his presence.

The genin trembled in fear. "N-No my lord. I apologize for my insubordination." The low-life replied to him, sentence coming out with a slight stammer.

"Good, I will take care of Hatake, do not worry about him. You," he tilted his head towards the masked individual. "You will isolate the two other genin. Kill them if you must."

"Very well my lord, as you command," the required individual replied with an even tone, voice flat yet determined.

Yellow slitted eyes gleamed once more, his grin widening to the point where it nearly reached both ends of his eyes. The mad scientist's face was the very picture of insanity and malicious intent. His body language screamed inhuman, with a tongue larger than his body.

It was time to test his new vessel.

The people who he had chosen to 'kill' the Uchiha were weak- strong enough to be genin, but not enough to be chunin. He didn't want to finish off his most important test subject after all the work he had done.

"Go." He ordered his subordinates.

AN: Well, hope ya'll liked the latest chapter.

Also, curb your arrogance Sasuke-kun...I'm just trying to give my SI some flaws that could lead him to fuck up in the future a few times.

Some say sources say Sasuke mastered Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu at 6, some say 7. I'll go six and half.

The next update will be late, got exams in a few days so... yea...

Red's Melancholy: I'll take your viewpoint into account.

Iskandar Hero: Good ideas. I'll think about it. Thanks for leaving a kind review!