AN.

THOUGHT THAT I WOULDN'T POST IN NEWYEAR'S EVE?

SURPRISE BITCHES

I EXCEED ALL EXPECTATIONS.

LIKE HOW LOW MY GRADES ARE PROBABLY GOING TO BE!

I'm just kidding! (but not really)

WARNING: well...this has a lot of fights. Not that much dialogue. Honestly, I think you can skip this chapter without missing anything but I still would appreciate if you read this. OH AND SHIPPUDEN SPOILERS. Nothing major though.

The nurse healed my wounds with quiet a professional air around him. The infirmary in the middle of The Forest Of Death didn't quite instill the whole value of making your patients relax with its metal walls and floor, not to mention the sorry excuse of beds they had. Sure, it was in the middle of a forest but this forest was used for the goddamn chunin exams were bleeding is almost a hundred percent certainty.

"You should be good to go," He didn't offer me a smile, instead moving to another chunin-aspirant in the bed, groaning and moaning.

"Thank you," I muttered under my breath, quiet enough for him to not hear against the cries of disappointment in the air.

When the rush of adrenaline was over, you couldn't help but think tha—if you take a look around—the higher ups are treating us like animals. Well, the whole "fight for your life for a maybe pay raise with certain harder jobs and responsibility" thing wasn't fair in the first place. I sighed as a sauntered to the seats next to nobody in particular. It was a very private preliminary match with a lot of chunin.

But I'm sure that my win was a ticket for me to be a shoe-in in the finals.

Or so I thought.

It wasn't the "one fight, one ticket" thing the anime showed us. It was a "winner-winner, loser-die" kind of system.

And I had to fight against another winner.

These kinds of situations are why I killed myself in the first place.

Oops, no more jokes about suicide.

Even if I am licensed to used them without anybody getting offended,

"Hyūga Tokina vs Abe Eiji," The proctor announced after a gruesome match involving too many cuts, poisons and a whole lot of tears. I raised an eyebrow at the familiar blonde whose hair was tied in a really small ponytail. His whole face which I thought was really good looking quickly contorted with an arrogant sneer. "Hmph, that sorry excuse of a genin lost to you?" I won't make the same mistake, girl. You're not so tough." His narcissistic voice decided quickly, making the same mistake the other guy made.

Thank God,

He didn't know I stole the scroll? It was a shame that in the Naruto world, the more evil you are, the more handsome or pretty you could be. Just look at Sasuke, the bitch was a major dick and he has hoes and THOTs just bending over for him. "Shame," I thought disappointedly before readying senbons for my assessment of skills hidden in my sleeves. More people should really invest in sleeves with pockets. It's saving me a lot of time. The dude prepared a handseal and we waited for the proctor for the signal.

It was safe to assume that the Ninjutsu specialist. And if I remembered correctly, he had an affinity for Fire Release. If only I had Water Release, right? Stupid reincarnation chakra, crippling me so I couldn't do the rest of the cool shit these ninja-magicians do. I could try breaking his psyche with genjutsu but he is a ninjutsu specialist and that kind of specialty needs a lot of chakra and chakra control which are two essential things you need to break through a genjutsu.

Unless you have hax Sharingan, of course.

I thought of all possible plans rapidly in my brain while I spun the senbon around in between my fingers. Approach with taijutsu maybe? Need for assessment. All depends on his speed. Magicia…I'm sorry, ninjutsu specialists usually underestimate taijutsu as a branch of jutsu as a whole, the more confident ones don't even exercise to build muscle mass, anyway and it seems he's way over the line in the confidence bar. Wether he was slow or fast, I need him to stop moving so I could land my hits without too much trouble,

"Begin!"

Byakugan!

He rapidly finished hand seals and blew a Fireball Jutsu before I could throw my senbons. I rolled to the side quickly, throwing the needles straight to his heart. He whipped out a kunai from his holster and deflected it with a self-satisfied smirk that made me want to punch his face in. He twirled it around his finger playfully before throwing it at me. I dodged it and threw more of the needles at him, making him dodge like it was some minor inconvenience.

Well, ninja tools are just that in the late-game. Just look at Ten-Ten, got the ninja tools of all ninja tools and didn't contribute much to the War Arc.

But this isn't the late game.

I threw another of the metal needles up in the air as a distraction, his eyes trailing it. I readied another senbon and channeled chakra in my butterfly seal, making my movements quicker and lighter. I ran up to him with insane speed, forcefully trying to prevent my left hand from flinching as I dug the senbon into his right knee. If there was anything that Orochimaru taught me, it was that you should never ever look away from your opponent.

…Unless he has the hax Sharingan because that spells death.

I tried continuing it with a valley of Jyūken jabs but he drew a kunai and made grunts while he tried to cut my head off. I distanced myself with back-flips that really didn't take that much energy off of me because chakra and assessed the situation.

He has a fast upper body but he really seems like a newbie, even compared to me. I couldn't help but thank Orochimaru for this.

Guess you shouldn't judge a person for their future actions.

Even if they are a soon-to-be-pedophile,

He glared at me and went on one knee; he clenched the metal on his right knee and pulled it out, throwing it on the floor. I blinked at the display while he looked at me with all the venom he could muster. Damn, that was hardcore. Wasting no time, I engaged, aiming for his heart with my empowered Jyūken jabs. He got the dirty senbon with his blood from the floor and dodged my strike as he rolled to the side. He grabbed my arm quickly and just stabbed the needle into me without a clear aim. I bit my lip to repress a scream and kicked him away.

That. Hurt.

He smirked before trying to blindly stab me with it, making a disgusting war cry all the way with another kunai. His attack landed, only for me to seemingly turn into butterflies. I distanced myself from him and, with a trembling hand because and a not-so steady mind that kept on repeating I have a metal needle that had his blood in my arm, I have a metal needle that had his blood in my arm, I made like a band-aid and did it quick and painless.

"Oh sweet mother of mercy," I grumbled, dropping the senbon.

What was surprising is that he didn't even use this time to engage.

"What's the matter? Lost your cool?" He tilted his head with a hideous smile. I gave him a blank stare, not bothering to look ferocious because honestly, how can a six year old that isn't dead be scary, especially if she was wearing an oversized kimono shirt even if she had bulging white eyes. I'd probably pet her head and tell her how cute she looked. I didn't engage in banter because, let's be honest, how do you even banter? Are you supposed to say something cool? Address your opponent's skill?

Honey, we are trying to kill each other. Why are you asking me to sit down with you, talk about your problems and—Oh yes, I would like sugar with my tea. I must say, your blonde hair really brings out the color of your eyes!

Yeah…not in this economy. Sorry, hun, the best I could give you is my longest finger and I need to keep up appearances for my brother.

I instead repressed my urge to summon a knot of snakes for him to shut his trap by giving him a polite smile and a silent Jyūken stance. He scoffed, muttering what I suspected a "Try-hard," before doing hand seals. His chakra burned into a furious blaze and collected in his stomach. It was a Fireball jutsu again. I dashed, my palms emanating chakra from the fingertips. He blew out the fire he was building up. I closed my eyes to protect it from the heat, the Byakugan allowing me to see through my eyelids anyway, and rushed to the shocked blonde. I threw his arms open, his torso revealed for the tenketsu point plucking. I channeled my chakra and tried to seal his heart again, only to be grabbed by the taller guy's left hand. I tutted in irritation,

"It won't be that easy!" He declared before kneeing my stomach with chakra-induced force. I winced in pain.

Apparently so, fire dude.

Using my already low position, I did a sweep kick; he dodged even with his kneecaps bleeding slowly from the stab I gave him. I have to admit, that was still pretty badass. I jumped away as he prepared three kunai and threw it at me. Using my Byakugan, I knew his hand was already on his kunai holster as I drew a senbon to deflect the incoming volley before he could even throw it. I returned the gift of metal and steel with a senbon aiming for his right eye, he rolled to the left and threw another kunai.

My feet touched the ground and I Vacuum Palm'ed the kunai, and him, away. The wind was instantly pushed at the sheer speed of the hit; my opponent collided with the wall. Despite all my effort not to, my body just wasn't having it right now. Muscle memory made him throw a Hidden Shadow Snake Hands at my opposite arm, my eyes narrowed at the mistake. My fingers flinched against their body while I contemplated whether to retract it or not.

Welp. Fuck me.

Having my snakes out was probably like whipping out your dick in public and expecting nobody to just not notice it. Both are a mistake anyway, and the latter was just gross and against the law.

The boas I summoned hissed as they streaked through the air, wrapping themselves around the blonde. I heaved and pulled forward, Eiji's eyes went wide with shock as the thick serpents delivered him to me .

An empowered jab to the heart with serpents keeping him still and he was done for the count.

I took a deep breath. "I did it..." I grumbled with a huff, exhaustion taking over me making my knees buck forward as the snakes calmly uncoiled themselves from the older kid's body and back into my arm while all I thought was "that must have looked at least slightly badass."

The crowd (who was still not used to six year olds steam rolling the competition, a Hyūga and a prodigy Hatake) stared at me wide eyed as Hiashi gave me a proud smirk, my mom not allowed to watch. The boas nipped me affectionately being all like "We did all the work fuck you." before slithering back into my sleeves. I wiped the sweat of my forehead.

"Hyūga Tokina wins."

We were given a month, like in the anime, to prepare for the second batch of fighting; this time, in the public arena since the chunin exams weeded out the not-so-badass fighters from the badassess…and me. Since I showed my snakes in the last round when I was doing so damn well, I decided that I should work with those because they already knew my proficiency in taijutsu and genjutsu thanks to those meat bags. What I really should be doing was training in all the jutsu I knew, which was two butterfly genjutsu, a Vacuum Palm and the 16 Palms, a Mystic Palm and Hidden Shadow Snake Hands. That was literally my jutsu repotoire and I should really work on learning more since I had all these memories with people using other jutsu and explaining the theory in the same fight they were used.

Fucking exposition in fights, how the hell does that work?

What doesn't take a lot of effort compared to writing jutsu?

Teaching your baby brother how to speak properly.

"Tookeeraa!"

"Tokina. To-ki-na."

Tokuma blinked at me adorably, his head tilting to the side slightly (it was a hereditary trait!) he stumbled on the tatami mat of the Yuki compound despite being in all fours. I snorted as he raised his hands as he lied on his back. I was supposed to work with my medical-ninjutsu that I have been ignoring (fuck chakra conversion) with my mom and Rin but I took a short break. "Tookeera! Ewpwaine! Ewpwaine!" The small cinnamon roll demanded of the monster.

"Tickle?" I grinned at him devilishly, readying my claws. He shrieked and flailed under my fingers like it could potentially be the touch of death. Don't worry, Tokuma! It's only the touch of death if I put chakra in it.

"No twcikle!" He glared at me and shook his head and crossed his arms, much like how Rin would do if she saw something Obito was doing that uttered her mother side."Ewpwaine!" He nods, with the serious expression that I really cannot take seriously. Oh my lord, he is so cute it hurts. Why wasn't I cute as a baby? That wasn't fair at all. He had all the traits of a panty dropper, soft mocha hair, fair skin and a sneeze that would literally give you life. It wasn't fair.

Unless he grows up to be a sexist Hyūga. Oooh, I can't have that.

"Don't ever objectify women, Kuma-kun. You might be cute but arrogance isn't attractive." I scolded the kid despite him not understanding a word of what I said. He tilted his head before raising his hands again. "Ewpwaine! Ewpwaine!" He demanded. Whoops, I think I spoiled him too much. I'm a bad older sister. His cheers spoke otherwise and it broke through the pleasant afternoon. I raised him up in the air despite my aching everything since medical-ninjutsu after taijutsu training really left a person winded. I winced but continued making him fly through the air like a magnificent creature of sky.

"Whee!"

"Whee!"

"Tokina-chan, your break is up." Rin called from the clan leader's room with a pleasant tone that didn't fit a normal six year old. It sounded more professional than what I hear from most adults.

"Aw!" was Tokuma's reaction when I set him down.

"Aw..." was the sound I made when he gave me a pouty look that melted my heart. I wanted to say to the brunette that I was busy but I guess that I shouldn't get rusty with medical-ninjutsu. Tokuma in all fours watched me go with wide and sad and adorably heart wrenching light lilac eyes. His lips trembled as did my heartstrings. The effect he had on me was absolutely unfair. I pouted at him before running up to him and picked him up, the two month baby flailing happily all the way. "Whee!" He chuckled.

"Tokina-chan..." Rin's inhumane and cold voice that continued giving me the worst shivers down my spine warned me. She gets so scary when she feels impatient. Whoops, I'm pushing it. I set my brother down carefully not looking at his eyes that I could have sworn could do a genjutsu stronger than the sharingan and ran back to my impatient friend. I rushed to my mother who was sitting in front of a fish that was on top of a scroll.

She sighed exasperatedly as I hastily sat down in front of her. "Sorry! I was busy." I apologized without meaning. You get used to it the fifth time you utter a white lie to your parents. Rin shook her head in displeasure soundlessly while my mom took a deep and calming sigh before becoming professional again. She gave me books about medical theorem and procedures she got out of thin air. Me and Rin soundlessly read through them, me trying to absorb the information.

This isn't that bad.

I activated my Byakugan at reflex when I saw more papers coming in "We have a lot to cover before your chunin exams, dear." She smiled at my obvious displeasure and laughed when she took notice of my Byakugan. I sighed and from my near 360 degree vision, I saw how Tokuma toddled near the door. Well, if it was for him then...

Okay. Medical-ninjutsu! Let's go!

"YOU CAN DO IT VEGETABLE-CHAN!" My ears focused on a very distinct boyish voice in the arena of cheering people of the village. The chunin exams. The way of flaunting how good your village is compared to the others but right now, since everyone is tense with war, it was a trick to boost everyone's morale and hopes for the future soldiers of the leaf. And I and some other dude with brown, shaggy hair and a confident, lopsided smirk holding a real katana at his back like it held no weight was at the center in it. My thoughts? I'm going to die and embarrass myself in front of the whole village.

"I'm going to die." I whispered to no one in particular.

"That'll be a sight to see." Tadashi who was giving me pointers before I voiced out my distress snickered before poofing out of existence.

Shit the fuck up shoe-lace, nobody asked for your input.

Akinosuke fluttered encouragingly next to me. "Show them that your efforts bore into fruition."

I knew that month wasn't wasted. It was just a month but I'm sure that it wasn't all that useless. My genjutsu is more stable than ever, and my chakra control was still sharper than most blades, I think. I couldn't do the 16 palms just yet but I got better in my arm coordination so that had to amount to something. Training with my mom shaved a full two seconds out of my reincarnation-to-medical chakra so that was a plus. The snakes were still compliant and my wits are ready for almost anything.

So what did that amount to?

I'm going to die and embarrass myself in front of the whole village.

I tightened my bun with two strands of hair that kept escaping with my hair with a senbon just in case I needed an impromptu weapon. Since I was nervous and fidgety, I dusted off my kimono-shirt and hakama and loosened the obi my mom made me wear. It was a tradition for the Hyūga Branch females to fight in oriental clothes because it exercises balance. At least, that was the reason my mom gave me. It was comfortable, I'll give them that but you will not see me wearing a French maid outfit into battle.

I kid you not, that was one of the other choices.

Perverted old geezers.

I gave a nod to the black haired teen with a cheerful desposition and a katana on his back. He was a kenjutsu specialist, then? My hopes instantly died when my eyes rested on his sword. Shit! I didn't know how to fight against a person with a legitimate weapon! You can't just expect your chakra encased fingers to block sharp steel! I gave him a smile which he probably took for friendliness since his own widened. I smile when I'm happy, sad, and angry. If I frown too much, and I know that I will frown, I'll get wrinkles and I do not want wrinkles.

No! Don't think about your vanity or the fact that he was a blade that can cut your fingers with ease!

…You goddamn idiot.

"The match between Fuji Chiko and Hyūga Tokina…"

I jumped at the sudden loud voice which broke the dam that couldn't hold my nervousness and stage fright for too long. I pursed my lips while I quickly sort through my thoughts.

Wait where the fuck did he come from?! Fuck I'm panicking why am I panicking! Okay, Tokina. Calm. Calm. Calm!

"…Begins now!" The proctor who appeared out of nowhere now disappeared and the relaxed kenjutsu specialist engaged, his sword still sheathed for his laijutsu, his smirk still in place. I began channeling my chakra for my butterfly speed and weight and activated my Byakugan. I need to finish this before I run out of my own chakra because of Hatake Fucking Kakashi is next up if I plan to win this. I dodged his wicked fast slash and side stepped the next. I drew a senbon and using every tenketsu point to boost my force, rivaled his katana in terms of power. Thank you, Seto! The two metals grinded as the users stopped in a halt.

"Wow you're strong." He complimented casually, as if asking about the weather to a person in a marketplace. The utter audacity of the kid! His brown eyes gleamed as he added chakra to the sword. I narrowed my eyes, because what response were you suppose to give when a supposed nine year old introduce himself in the fucking arena as he tried to slice your head open?!

"I like your eyes. Is it natural? I heard all the Hyūga have those eyes, is that true?" The chatty kid gazed into mine. I gave him a forced smile and backed off quickly, avoiding the slash that was meant for my head. He scratched his head like a teenager thinking what he did wrong to anger his friend as he returned his sword to its sheath again like we aren't trying to kill each other.

This Shounen anime bullshit,

Since I wasn't a Haku and couldn't do the Thousand Needles of Death (My mom is the leader of the Yuki Clan and wasn't Yuki?! Oh how I wish that I had the Ice-Release Kekkai Genkai sometimes), I favored a quick substitution with butterflies when he jumped to me with his sword gleaming to disengage, the sword meeting soil as my senbon I was holding dropped uselessly to the ground, butterflies fluttering the air. I heard him gasp in shock but immediately rebounded. He sheathed his sword and was on the defensive, me invisible in camouflage.

I began the twelve hand seals for the Mangyekō Illusions: World of Butterflies, as well as maintaining the camouflage jutsu and cutting the speed boost to focus on the multi-tasking. I focused on him and moved about the field as I began my weaving. He shifted and slightly showed his blade, his ear twitched.

Possible sensor type? I narrowed my eyes and began to move around the arena. Mind you, I was as fast as my two handed seals since I practice my one the seals out of sheer habit and boredom, like what I did with a certain French girl's ten hit combo in Tekken 6. I was pretty confident in my speed of weaving seals, and the Mangyekō Illusions: World of Butterflies only took me about three seconds to weave which was a big improvement compared to last year's seven seconds.

So imagine my surprise when I was forced to block with another senbon when a katana suddenly thrust at my direction. Like, so fast that I saw it with my Byakugan but I couldn't exactly react to it because I didn't have the fucking Sharingan. The feeling of seeing a glass hurdle from the desk to the floor and shattering a million pieces and all you could think of is "oh", the realization of a glass fucking breaking not dawning to you after two seconds. It was kind of like that. His confident smirk grew and directed his katana to throw my senbon away.

Shit!

With my torso wide open, he prepared to thrust his blade into me, me being perfectly visible thanks to the sudden shock that broke my concentration in the camouflage jutsu. Without thinking, I ducked away and relied on muscle memory. I tried doing a sweep kick but Chiko high jumped away, sheathing his sword in the process. With my tactic of delivering a one hit KO with genjutsu out of the picture, and close combat with a weapon not an option (I'm not strong enough to coat my arms in chakra to deflect metal, not something you could learn in a month) I focused on the little mid ranged jutsu I knew.

Which was Vacuum Palm (which was really wide) and Hidden Shadow Snake Hands (which could miss and leave me out in the open since my arms aren't free.)

...

Spamming Vacuum Palm it is then.

Using chakra to make my hits fast enough to make a vacuum shell, I jabbed the air with my palm in his direction, aiming to disarm him. His eyes widened and blocked the sudden strong and concentrated gust of air and force. I stepped forward and mimicked standard Hyūga Jyūken but only with Vacuum Palms, a technique that was mandatory for Seto's curriculum. It was a little bit sloppy but I made do.

"You don't play around, don'tcha?" He playfully taunted behind his sword that was shielding him from the worst of the blasts.

Not falling for that, cheeky brat.

I continued my relentless assault to disarm him. His stance was firm against the concentrated force of the hits, his chakra concentrated on his hands and feet to keep him steady, so aiming for his legs was a no go.

Also, my arms and hands were understandably getting tired.

Fuck me.

He used the sudden one second gap that I allowed to rest my stressed arms and rolled away from the second one as he body flickered in front in of me with his own self satisfied grin. He raised his sword and slashed. I managed to dodge, the blade meeting the stray cloth that it hit, ripping my sleeve open.

That was expensive!

I bit my cheek and assessed the situation, drawing senbon and throwing the needles to keep him occupied. Mid range was not an option. He has a sharp object, making close range unviable and absolutely dangerous. He had good ears and was probably a sensor to detect me weaving seals while maintaining invisibility.

Where was he in the anime?!

He was possibly faster than me and could take hits. He's only using chakra to strengthen himself but ninjutsu wasn't out of the question. I dodged his flurry of slashes with a senbon at hand just in case. I sidestepped and rolled all the way, wincing at the inevitable graze of his blade and cuts that managed to hit me all the while keeping his obnoxious grin. I needed some kind of opening that he wouldn't expect. Not a jump-scare genjutsu that he could shrug off but actual, sudden pain.

Like a really fast projectile.

I wracked my thoughts for anything that could work while I ran around the center of the field, keeping distance from the kenjutsu specialist while blocking his banter and taunts.

He was so obnoxious.

I didn't have any elemental transformations but was a Vaccum Palm which was kind of like a Wind Release, but taijutsu.

…could that work?

Let's find out!

I quickly drew a senbon and threw it in the air, the kenjutsu specialist not sparing it any thought. I gathered air into my palm and, with accuracy only available to the wielders of the Byakugan, I palmed, the senbon going to the black haired teen in blinding speed that neither of us could see nor react to.

I winced unconsciously as the senbon sped up in a vacuum shell pierced right through the muscle, ligaments and what I suspected from the sound of it, even the bone of his right shoulder. Both of our eyes widened in shock, his more in pain and mine in disbelief of it actually working. "What the fuck..." He muttered as he carelessly let go the sword with a clang out of the seer shock that there was a small hole in the middle of his shoulder that you could see through and I used that opportunity to spam the jutsu that won me then last match I Vacuum Palmed his sword away when we realized that "woah, the kenutsu user disarmed himself". I got into a low and more refined position.

I didn't give him a chance to scramble for his weapon.

"Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!" I muttered out of shear nervousness, Seto being right about shouting the names of your jutsu to keep your nerves in place.

Snakes fired off from my sleeves. He rolled away, the snakes streaking through the air and following him. He got his katana much to my displeasure and slashed the snakes in quick succession.

Ah shit.

He body flickered near me and tried to knock me unconscious with the butt of his blade. I blocked it, a boa creeping from my sleeve with thick scales and muscle that could hold the steel.

"Ew, snake creeper." He muttered before jumping away from the slithering serpent.

Wow, what a dick.

He got three kunais and lunged it at me. I rolled away, throwing my own senbons which he deflected with ease. This was clearly a battle of stamina and he was winning.

So let me just try to end this then. I clapped my hands; the abuse of the summoning jutsu rendered the chakra manipulations for it all just muscle memory. Butterflies erupted from the palm of my hand.

"Mangeyko Illusion: Labyrinth."

The world only consisted of us and only us. The crowd turned into faceless black men playing the strings, wind and percussion. My victim looked around cautiously, keeping his smirk in place. All he needed to do was...

"Kai."

Heh, all part of the plan.

With the music now booming, wooden cartwheels manifested out of thin air. He tensed, the release not working. He slashed through the cartwheels with ease. Huh, that wasn't working well. He maneuvered through them, slashing and hacking through the wood. When he got a break, he tried again.

"Kai!"

Red and blue water erupted out of nowhere, the floor breaking through to reveal a hole filled with stuff. He flailed around the air, losing his breath despite all of this being an illusion, the suddenness making him not focused enough to release a genjutsu.

I couldn't kill someone with a genjutsu. I know the theory of killing someone with an illusion but only the Kurama with their Kekkai Genkai managed to do it. It probably required a lot of practice with genjutsu and chakra control to perfectly replicate the feelings you wanted to give to the person, intense enough to make them cause a seizure and a nosebleed. I knew I couldn't do it yet. I was fucking six for the love of all that is holy and good. My genjutsu could, however, cause someone to faint after believable water and drowning thanks to the lack of oxygen entering your body. Poor guy, I knew how bad the feeling of drowning was so it was easy to replicate.

First hand experiences were very easy to mimic for an illusion.

Not that I felt guilty. He'll survive.

The genjutsu butterflies fluttered away, revealing a quiet audience and an unconscious katana wielding asshat that was too noisy for his own good. I sighed heavily while the crowd began their cheering, me staring at the hole in his shoulder that was finally bleeding and probably could cause him a lot of pain if he wakes up. I winced at a loud and distinct "THAT'S MY VEGGIE-CHAN! SHOW THEM THE POWER OF VITAMIN C- ow, Rin that hurt!" from the crowd.

"Hyūga Tokina Wins!" The proctor's voice rang through in the midst of the loud cheers, subtle boos and everything in between as I felt an arm on my shoulder as I let myself get dragged to the arena's infirmary by a medic-nin, my bones, my flesh probably bleeding and my nails all bruised and calloused. I closed my eyes when I was allowed to lie down in the bed to prepare for my next fight. I didn't have the energy to groan at the realization that Hatake fucking Kakashi, was the next fight when I wake up.

I tried not to think about it and focused on basking on my hard-earned victory.

I deserved that win, dammit.

AN.

This was really fun to edit, honestly. It was a pain, but it was fun.

Like BDSM sex :D

Anyway, since it's newyears, wear helmets because you could never trust the sky these days. I am not kidding when you should wear a helmet when going out. Those inconsiderate bitches are blasting their guns into the sky. I don't want none of you going outside your house without a helmet to prevent stray bullets from landing at your precious head. Thank you for the kind reviews and I know this chapter might be boring to some since its just fighting and narrating but I hope y'all still have the time to review.

Since it's newyears, don't get too drunk, stay hydrated, be with your family (if anime is your family then go do that,) and ENJOY LIFE! :)

(also thanks for the anime reqs but like I already watched Boku no (pico) HERO academia a long time ago, honey. And the other one, I'm about to start, ty)

(p.s I'm pretty sure I forgot a line break but I don't know where)