"Here… let me show you a better way…" a dark haired man with tired eyes picks up the handful of shiruken from the ground as a short and naïve little boy looks up at him skeptically. Putting three shiruken between his fingers in a fan motion, he stands while not facing the target and turns suddenly, flicking his wrist and leasing the three bladed weapons; all of which striking, what would be, vital spots to a human body. Turning down to the boy who just stares at him looking amazed, he smirks and puts a hand on his hip. "If you want to be a ninja, you have to try hard. Your father's name.. is Tekumimaru, isn't it?"

"…Yeah… you're a ninja like him, right?" Daisuke asks sheepishly.

"That's right… I'm a jonin, an elite ninja. You can call me Seiryu."

"He trained me for two years, and showed me how to pack summon scrolls as well as… this…" reaching down, he pulls up his pant leg to show a bull face tattoo. "It's almost like a curse mark… and allows me to channel my chakra there. It's for the type of taijutsu he taught me…"

"You've done good, Daisuke. Now, it's your final test to become a true ninja. And it's customary for every ninja… to kill an opponent in battle before they earn this." Seiryu states as he shows the ten year old Daisuke a fire village forehead protector.

"K-kill…?" Daisuke blinks before biting his lip. "…Who…?"

"It's time for you to learn the reality, Daisuke. You are a good and loyal student, so I know you won't betray me; my mission requires me to kill the Daimyo of this country. Do this, and you and I will return to my village heros and be paid handsomely by the Mizukage."

"I felt betrayed myself.. And now he was asking me to betray my country, my friends, my family… but he also taught me that a ninja's mission was to deceive; so I did my part. I deceived him for betraying me and warned the Daimyo. They caught Seiryu… and as far as I know, he was executed. The jonin that helped me plead my case, ended up being my teacher with Haruka and Rinsu…"

Narrowing his eyes softly in thought, Sasuke closes his eyes. "There was a boy named Haku, that Naruto and I once fought who had a… similar enough story. It would seem this… manipulating naïve children into being tools of war is popular among Mist nin."

"Really?" Raising his brows, Daisuke nods slowly. "Well, oddly enough that actually makes me feel alittle better. I don't feel alone, where is Haku now?"

Frowning gently, Sasuke sighs. "Haku …was killed defending his teacher. But that's what separates the two of you. You're… such a samurai for being a ninja, Daisuke." Sasuke shrugs before shaking his head.

Raising his brows and blinking, Daisuke then smirks. "That's not the first time I've heard that…" Then turning serious he offers. "I've always thought that, just because I'm supposedly a tool of deception and stealth, doesn't mean I can't always strive to do what's right… Seiryu told me ninja's were tools of murder, and that's why… I've never murdered anyone."

Raising his brows, Sasuke then looks off, closing his eyes. "Hm. The older you get, the harder it'll be to keep an oath like that."

"I'll do what I can." Daisuke states with a shrug before sighing. "…as for now, I'm too tired to move."

"Hm." Standing, Sasuke moves toward his bedroom. "Then stay there, it makes no difference to me."

"Hey, Kiba." Daisuke nods as he answers the door a couple days later.

"Hey, Dai. How's Senka?" The dark eyed brunette asks while his peer just shrugs.

"Alright, I guess. Come on in…" Seeming thoughtful as he allows Kiba and Akamaru into the house, he then asks. "Hey, Kiba. Do you know the Yamapikaryaa family?"

Blinking a bit, and forming a considerate expression for a moment, he then raises his brows. "You mean Yama-baba? …She's one of those odd cat-lady grandmas…"

"Well, she's got a granddaughter our age." Daisuke shrugs alittle. "I was curious if you knew anything about her. Her cat's almost like you and Akamaru; y'know? Partners."

Shaking his head, Kiba just shrugs. "No, I don't know anyone like that." Turning to Akamaru, Kiba then asks. "You mind staying down here while I go talk to her for a minute?" The large dog just nods before his partner waves to Daisuke. "Talk to you later, Dai."

"Sure." Daisuke nods before turning thoughtful as Kiba walks up the stairs. Don't they all usually hang out together? "…Hey, Akamaru? Kiba's not… thinking of trying to start anything with Senka is he?"

Tilting his head, Akamaru whines curiously before he just grumbles in confusion.

Deducing vaguely, Daisuke furrows his brows for a moment and then guesses. "You don't know either, huh? …Well… it's not really my business."

"Who is it?" Senka asks as she shifts in her bed, moving to sit up from the knock at her door.

"Kiba." The Inuzuka responds easily.

"..O-Oh..! Come in.." She answers, trying to fluff her hair down to no avail. Her unbridled chest now seems a solid cup larger, and rather than being pressed against her body is tear-drop shaped and on the larger end of C-cup.

Blinking a bit at her when he enters and sees her in her black, satiny nightie top, he blushes alittle, having a vague memory of the two of them and clears his throat as he can't help but stare. "Uh… so… how're you doin'….?"

"A little tired these days… I sleep a lot more.." She offers, rubbing the back of her head with a sad smile.

"Is it…the kid, or…?" Kiba asks somewhat worriedly as he sits beside her on the bed, near the window.

"Or what?" She asks, raising a brow with a curious smirk.

"Oh… I dunno…" He mutters, rubbing the back of his head. "I… heard you and Shikamaru had a fight before he left so… and now he's gone while you're pregnant… I know it's not his fault or anything, but it's gotta be a pain."

"…we're…not really together anymore…right now… I'm pretty stressed, but I'll be okay…" She admits, rubbing the back of her neck with a sigh. "Hardest part is…falling asleep alone, I guess…"

"Whoa… musta been one hell of a fight…" Kiba comments with a frown before offering. "Well, uh… look, if… you're tired, and you wanna take a nap or something… I'll hang out at least until you fall asleep…" He stammers out somewhat nervously.

Blushing softly, she shakes her head a bit. "It…doesn't work that way; but it's okay… I'm awake now…"

"Senka!" Daisuke calls up to her. "I'm gonna go see my brothers and sisters! Make sure everything's going okay!"

"Hey Dai, why not take Akamaru with you?" Kiba offers. "They should get a kick outta him." To which the white dog barks back loudly and Kiba chuckles. "They won't pull your ears, Akamaru! You'll be fine." After a minute he looks back to Senka and falls silent, looking thoughtful. "So… uh… what're you guys gonna do?"

"…dunno yet. We just have to see how things go…" She offers, moving to lie back down and sigh as she stares out the window. "..I am worried about him, though… Whatever happens, I want him to be a part of this child's life…"

Nodding a few times, and scooting up the bed closer to her, he reaches up to put a hand on her shoulder. "Well, I'll help however I can…"

"..I don't really know what you can do… But I appreciate having my friends support me right now…" Senka sighs but smiles slightly, offering out a hand. "But if you can think of anything to make me feel better, I won't snub my nose at it."

Swallowing and blushing at the initial thought, Kiba looks off as he scratches the back of his head. "Uh…well I'm not really sure…"

"Hm? What is it?" She asks, raising her brow in curiosity. "Did you think of something, Kiba?"

"N-not … no." He stammers out, starting to blush a bit more. That'd be horrible… I can't disrespect her like that…

"Now I have to know." She urges, smiling as she pokes his shoulder playfully. "It can't be that bad."

"Heh… course not… uh…" Licking his lips Kiba grins shyly. "I.. just… wanted to treat you to some ribs or something…"

Smiling brighter now, the young woman nods before moving to stand, revealing her lower body clothed in a loose pair of matching black satiny shorts. "Kiba, you've got yourself a date."

Sakura said that Kiyoko was a lesbian, but… I can't see why. She seems to get along with Sai. Besides, if she ends up not having children it won't be helpful at all… Sasuke thinks to himself as he steps into the room where the medic-nin is caring for her infant brother. Settling down nearby, he asks. "Kiyoko, I'd like to talk to you about something."

Blinking alittle, the brunette looks up at him while Raito drinks from a bottle and asks carefully. "…What is it?"

"… This whole thing with you being a lesbian. Is it really… worth while?" He asks somewhat bluntly, but unsurely.

Blinking at him again, Kiyoko frowns gently and looks away again. What the hell? 'this thing'? Grumbling softly she states back. "Worth while or not it's how I choose to live, Sasuke."

What is she getting that kind of tone for? I'm just asking a question… "You don't need to get curt, Kiyoko. I'm only asking because, well, you're an Uchiha; the last female of our clan. It'll be good for you to have your own children someday."

Just staring at him and sighing in deep agitation, Kiyoko narrows her eyes and furrows her brows. "That's not for you to decide! Besides, I have way too much on my hands with these three, so you all can have your love lives to worry about my own!"

Frowning gently, Sasuke grits his teeth discreetly. This is starting to irritate me… "You were never asked to get involved, you chose to be. If you find it that difficult, Sakura and I can always help; we have been."

Watching Sasuke a moment, a cattish grin crosses the kunoichi's face before she states simply. "Fine, then you can take care of Raito and Kazuya and I'll focus on Nobuko."

Blinking at her a bit incredulously, Sasuke frowns. Why did she center on strictly the female? "You know, that's not really your decision to make; it's Daisuke's. I don't know why we're having this conversation in the first place." With that he stands and starts to walk away.

"What? You're the one who came in here pushing your views on me!" Kiyoko calls to his back before grunting in frustration and looking off again quickly. Letting her thoughts sink in a moment she sighs. Damnit… I hate this.

"…so, there you have it.. I left and came home, he followed, Ino talked with me for a bit, and that was it…" Senka explains, pulling the gristle off of the tip of a rib before sucking the ends idly.

"Hrm…" Skinning the membrane from a bone with his teeth, Kiba nods alittle. "You guys still seemed … well, normal when he was leaving, it was Lee that told me what happened." He offers while seeming thoughtful. "I didn't know he was so touchy about us hanging out."

"I don't deal well with jealous people. Telling me that before leaving while I'm pregnant is unacceptable." She grunts with a frown. "And I don't know what he was doing; telling me what to do like that..! …I still love him, but…I just don't know if it's going to work out between us anymore… …He wasn't even thinking about asking me…" She utters the last sadly, putting down the bone and lowering her head.

Frowning a bit, Kiba reaches across the table to pat her arm. "You'll be alright, Senka…" Watching her a moment he offers a bit boldly. "You… still have me…"

Lifting up a tear streaked face, the brunette female blinks before asking innocently. "..what..?"

Swallowing alittle, Kiba looks down and utters. "W-well, y'know I've… been into you for a while…" Hey, I might as well… right? We've kissed, we've had sex… hell, she was my first… And I know I wasn't hers, but…

Blinking the tears from her eyes, the fluffy haired jonin looks off, suddenly becoming a bit shy as she moves to run her fingers through her hair, effectively ending up tugging a nap from her hair. "..I'm a little surprised… But I guess I shouldn't be…"

Chuckling nervously, Kiba swallows and nods alittle. "Besides, we have fun together, don't we?"

"…yeah…we do.." She answers, still puling at her hair a bit. "…but you know…I'm having a kid…and it doesn't bother you at all…?"

Scratching his cheek, Kiba shrugs and carefully adds. "I… yeah… I'm okay with that…" I think… I just really can't ignore this chance to be with Senka…

Biting her bottom lip, she then just nods, poking at her ribs. "…a-alright…" …Shikamaru doesn't seem that serious anyway… and he did bring this on himself…right?

Grinning happily, Kiba nods and echoes. "Alright…"

As Senka and Kiba return, Akamaru stands quickly and barks in greeting to him.

"He~ey, Akamaru." Kiba waves with a grin. "How'd it go?" The dog barks a few times and then shakes his head vigorously while Kiba nods. "See? I told you it'd be alright."

"Hi, Senka, hey, Kiba…" Daisuke mutters tiredly.

"..you okay? ..Long afternoon with the kids, huh? I hear Sakura's doing a good job." The brunette female offers, raising a brow.

"Kiyoko… got into an argument with Sasuke… over what they were supposed to be doing with the kids and her… uh… preferences…" Daisuke mutters rubbing his eyes. "I told him to just try and ignore her if he can, and I'll handle her from now on…"

"Hmm… Whereas I'm all about women having a say in things; you and Sasuke did kinda decide a lot of stuff before. And she should be appreciative. It was mostly his idea to get them, and it'll be his money that'll raise them. …Not to mention Sakura gets such a kick out of them, she watches them most of the time…" The busty woman offers with a slight frown. "What's all this fuss lately over kids? Man…"

"We're teenagers trying to be adults and ninja?" Daisuke offers quickly while Kiba furrows his brows a minute and then asks.

"Y'know, I've been curious… I heard about what happened, you guys rescuing Dai's siblings from their abusive parents but… why're they staying with Sasuke exactly?"

"…Sasuke's got a lot of room." Daisuke utters blinking innocently.

"But it was his idea to go get them, too. I've known Sasuke a hell of a lot longer than you guys; he never exactly struck me as generous. In fact, he was always pretty closed off and he doesn't seem to have opened up too much." Kiba points out before Akamaru rolls his eyes and grumbles before barking at his partner a few times.

Snapping his eyes to Akamaru, Kiba's widen as he stares at the large white dog. "Akamaru… are you sure?" to which the dog nods and the brunette shinobi turns back to Daisuke with wide eyes, his nostrils flaring carefully a few times. "….Whoa…. That's unreal… Can you even… do the… y'know….?"

"Uh…" Looking back and forth between Kiba, Akamaru and Senka, and seeming alittle cornered, Daisuke ponders for a moment before he sighs, swallows and nods alittle.

"Can I see it?" Kiba asks starting to sound more intrigued and excited as an odd grin crosses his lips.

"What? …I… guess… oh boy… just remember, okay? This is a huge secret." Squinting a moment, Daisuke focuses and his eyes turn red, only opening the single tomoe in them while not taking his gaze away from Kiba.

"Whoa…" Kiba just stares, seeming amazed for a moment before he then grins darker. "Daisuke… We gotta fight some time!"

Blinking the sharingan away, the hazel eyed brunette blinks a few more times as he raises his brows. "Wha-really?"

"Okay, Kiba, calm down the inner wolf, alright?" Senka scolds with a smirk, waving a dismissive hand. "Daisuke's just starting. You want a challenge; get your ass kicked by Sasuke. Heh"

"Well I know Sasuke'd win, that's why I wanted to practice on Daisuke." Kiba states with a grin as he crosses his arms, seconds before getting whapped in the nose by Senka. Flinching and covering his nose with his hands, the Inuzuka complains gruffly. "Ow, damnit…"

Shaking his head alittle, Daisuke sighs as he puts his fists to his hips and then asks. "So what are you guys up to anyway?"

"..umm…we just…went out to eat… Kiba…took me out on a date.." She offers, crossing her arms and shifting her weight slightly. Dai won't really be happy… He's probably going to be worried it'll mess up his relationship with Ino…

"Oh." Daisuke says shortly, almost just as Senka had predicted as he then turns thoughtful. …That's gonna be kinda rough. I'm worried what Ino'll think… Rubbing the back of his neck he murmurs to break the silence. "Hmm…"

Furrowing his brows a bit, Kiba then asks quickly. "What?"

"Oh, nothing… I guess I'm alittle surprised. But I guess I shouldn't be…" He nearly echoes Senka's words. "You know… she's having a baby. Are you sure you're ready for that, Kiba?"

"Yeah…?" The Inuzuka chuckles alittle before asking in jest. "Why do I feel like I'm being grilled by the dad?"

"Because I'm the best plutonic male relationship Senka's got, so since her dad is a self-righteous ass, I guess I'm at least the next best thing." The thinner brunette states, one hand on his hip as his feet shift into a power stance. Then he turns to smile defensively at Senka. "As… long as it's okay with her, that is…"

"Better than nothing." She answers with a grin, poking his arm harshly.

Flinching and rubbing his arm, Daisuke just continues to grin. "I'll take that as a compliment and run with it…" But then he turns more serious eyes to Kiba who just sighs.

"We'll be alright. I… really like being with Senka, so that won't change no matter what." The Inuzuka states with an affirmed nod while Daisuke then just sighs and shrugs alittle, shaking his head.

"Alright… but… you better not try to hurt her, you Hot Dog."

"You hurt me at all and you'll be in the dog house." Senka teases sweetly, poking his arm just as harshly, though not receiving as much of a reaction.

While Akamaru grumbles, Kiba just chortles. "I know. What's with all the dog jokes?"

"Does it rub you the wrong way?" Daisuke starts. "Gonna have a bone to pick with us later?" He continues while Senka chuckles. "I better stop now before you run home with your tail between your legs."

Blinking and raising his brows, Kiba grins darkly but chuckles deeply. "Heheh… funny. You're on fire, Daisuke. I better keep my eye on you."

Narrowing his eyes, the thinner brunette peers. "Ooou… surprise attack from the underdog.. although weak."

Opening his mouth, Kiba starts to speak before falling silent. "Uh…"

"Heh! Alright, victory!" Daisuke grips a fist before Senka whaps them both harshly on the nose; though Daisuke obviously harder than Kiba.

"Knock it off! I mean it."

Backing up, Daisuke grunts. "Ow… damn, that hurt!"

"Alright, alright, I give!" Kiba grumbles, rubbing his face.