Hello people. I regret to inform you that i'm going to be away for an entire week without a computer to load my story up with. Upon recollection, I decided to go ahead and do:
AN OMEGA, SUPER-SPECTACULAR, AWE INSPIRING TRIPLE UPDATE!
I really hope you like it. And even if you dont like it, review and tell me how to make it better. I'm strainin to get more than one review here. I got a taste of glory and I want more!
As always and forever more, I dont own Naruto in any shape or form...but I do hope to remedy that soon...soon...
Training. It ruled him. Junichi was a slave to strength. It controlled everything he did. It dictated his every action. It was who he was. He was training. He gave up having friends. He gave up eating properly except when he knew he had to. He gave up resting except when he would finish training and wouldn't wake up for a few days. In a month and a half, his taijutsu became stronger. He had even developed his own secret style.
Junichi walked his way to the meeting area. Today was a good day. He had a feeling that class A mission would come along today. He had Kanoe explain everything to the others, to allow them to prepare in the best ways they could. He was confident in their abilities.
The meeting area was bare as always. He was the first one there just like always. Unlike always, he didn't take the extra time to train. Today the tide would change. He would start his path of power today. He would face true enemies and hopefully come back alive…hopefully was the word that exited him the most.
Saotome was the second to appear. He strolled in casually as always, looking like a slob and plopped down and played his guitar just like he did every morning. Saotome was actually very good at his guitar. It was the only thing he ever showed interest in. His fingers flew across the neck while his other hand strummed or picked wildly producing sounds that would shock most people…but not Junichi.
"What do you use that thing for in battle?" Junichi asked him. This was one of the first times Junichi had said something to somebody in his team that wasn't sarcastic. It was strange.
"Well, I can read people's movements, emotions, and words and play them on this guitar see" Saotome explained "And put together a song. If I know the song, I can predict an opponents moves ahead of time. Some of the masters of this technique can predict wars, famine, prosperity…just about anything."
Junichi thought on the usefulness of the technique for a long time before speaking. "So, in theory, if you knew my song, you could beat me…"
"In theory…yes" Saotome replied with a smirk. He was reveling in the fact that he had a one up on the master training-freak shinobi. It felt oh so good. Almost to good to be straight…almost, he decided.
"Care to test the theory in an experiment?" Junichi asked coolly with a smirk. He knew that he had just crushed Saotome's good feeling in to tiny pieces.
Junichi had crushed his good feeling into tiny pieces. Saotome knew he would lose against Junichi but he couldn't back down. His reputation was at steak. He might as well lose to Ayane if he was going to back down.
"I'll take you down anyday you creepy training-freak!" Saotome yelled at him. Not a smart thing to do, he decided right after he had said it.
"Very well" Junichi started with a grin "I'll let you hide for ten second. And as a rule, I'm not allowed to use ninjutsu. You can use whatever…Now go"
Saotome stumbled backwards and disappeared in a puff of smoke. He ran into the woods, hoping to lose Junichi. Desperately he tried to form a plan in his mind.
Junichi was taking his sweet time. He wasn't worried in any way shape or form. If all else failed he still had his chakra expellation techniques. Those didn't require hand signals and thus, were not true ninjutsu. This would be fun. He walked calmly through the woods and pulled out his two fuuma shuriken. With a burst of power he threw them through the woods, sending the weapons spinning and tearing down anything in their path, leaving entire trees in their wake.
Saotome heard them just before they were coming. Instantaneously, he dropped to the ground. The shuriken buzzed over his head and made a wide arc, curving themselves back towards their master. Saotome knew his number was coming up. He did the only thing he knew how to do. He played his guitar.
Junichi was pissed off now. Saotome had dodged his attack and was now taunting him. He threw the weapons again this time a bit lower. The shuriken sliced through already cut stumps and came back to him. The guitar could still be heard. Junichi started to walk forward. As soon as he started to move the playing stopped.
Saotome ran up into a tree. It was the only shelter he thought he had. He tried to think about what he could do. He began to put together Junichi's movements on his guitar. He did it as quickly as possible because he knew that the sound would alert him.
Junichi knew which direction the sound came from and even knew the exact location of his opponent. He took a single shuriken and sliced the tree in half, causing it to fall to the ground. When it fell he looked for his teammate but found that he was nowhere. He was about to turn around when a barrage of kunai flew at his back. Thinking immediately he put up his shuriken and spun it around, deflecting all of the kunai. Then he heard the guitar playing from the opposite direction the kunai came from. Obviously there had been a trap and he had fallen for it. He walked toward the guitar sound slowly and deliberately, not trying to hide his sound.
Junichi was sure of himself when he peaked around the tree. There was nobody there. Junichi's confident feeling disappeared when he saw the explosive tag laid down cleverly before him. He immediately ducked but the blast blew him back twenty feet and slammed him into a tree. Junichi sat there for a second and moved to get up when two hands, each holding a kunai, reached around the tree and held the kunai to his throat. Saotome had won the match.
Immediately clapping could be heard. Both boys wheeled around and saw Kanoe and Ayane standing there applauding them.
"That was great!" Kanoe applauded "While I am disappointed that you would fall for that one Junichi, I am slightly astonished that you were beaten."
Junichi quickly shot her a look. Not a glare, but something else. It was so quick that nobody noticed. "Good fight" Junichi said as he got up and shook Saotome's hand "It appears the more talented man one this fight."
"Seriously!" Saotome yelled incredulously "Dude, I was just doin whatever I thought might work…man…I beat Junichi…THE Junichi…I need to go and eat myself a cake or something."
"Good job Saotome kun" Ayane chimed in "After training today lets go and celebrate! Could you teach me some of those techniques?"
"Well I suppose I could if you think you're up to it" Saotome said, trying to be macho and bask in the limelight as long as possible "C'mon. I'll teach you everything I know" he said as they both walked off together, Ayane looking very exited.
After they had left, Kanoe walked over to Junichi and stared him down for a while. He tried to ignore her at first but she just persisted until he couldn't stand it anymore.
"What?" he demanded as she looked at him.
"You lost that fight on purpose" Kanoe stated simply "You wouldn't lose to Saotome even if you did give yourself a handicap. And the fact that you were able to survive that blast shows that you knew it was there…Why did you do it?"
Junichi grinned. Not smiled, grinned. "Because now, Saotome truly believes that he can surmount any obstacle. He will go into battle trusting his abilities and knowing that he has the ability to succeed in anything he tries at. That in itself is one of mankind's greatest powers." He explained simply as he stared off into the distance "Well, after all the day's exitement, I think we should be given a Class A mission…don't you?"
Kanoe sighed deeply "You are way to smart to be normal you know that?" she said to him as she ran a hand through her hair. He had been right…creepy little bastard.