"Is this what you call breakfast?" Oroshi poked at the hard rice in her bowl, "I thought you knew how to cook, Tema-chan."
"Don't call me that!" Temari stated sharply towards Oroshi before crunching her teeth against the hard rice, "They're just...well-done."
"Well-done means soft," Oroshi grumbled, then placed her chopsticks down, "I need to lose weight anyways..."
"You're as thin as a rail," Kankurou commented, "At least drink some milk or something."
Oroshi's stomach gaveaway her desire for food with a load growl, she patted her stomach as she looked through the fridge in the tiny kitchen. Leftovers from last night's dinner would do the trick. Once the food was properly heated, Oroshi sat back at the table to eat...only to realize the others were at the door to leave. Temari rolled her eyes, "You took too long!"
"I'm going to eat," Oroshi picked up her chopsticks, "I'll be there before the first exam starts."
"You better..." Temari growled, quickly leaving with Gaara.
Kankurou sighed as he realized he was the only one willing to stay and wait. He went back to the table, rubbing his index finger on the table as he heard Oroshi beginning to eat. Every moment or so, he would glance up at her when she wasn't looking. Today she wore make-up, well she always wore her geisha make-up. A small noticeable black line drawn by coal outlined her eyes, her lips painted with the color of pearl gloss. Her kimono matched her lip gloss, a simple shade of pearl on her simple kimono.
"Why don't you wear the complicated kimonos like on the festival days?" he asked in between her bites.
"I have a patron," Oroshi answered casually, "mikos and geisha that don't have patron wear more elaborate kimonos. Those who have patrons have the option, I choose simple because it's easier."
Kankurou watched as a few minutes passed, "We really should go soon-"
"Then c'mon already," Oroshi interupted as she stood by the open door.
When did she...? He waved it off. This was his time to figure her out piece by piece. Kankurou noticed that she was wearing the weird, tall sandals that he only saw mikos wear. Before he could ask, Oroshi opened her parasol and said, "If the exams start today, others will need to think i'm a handful when really..."
Oroshi easily twirled around before bending backwards close to a 90 degree angle, "I'm very agile on my feet."
When she straightened herself out, Kankurou was confused by what he had witnessed. She keeps a lot of secrets. He then asked, "Are you nervous at all? You don't have any shinobi training."
This made Oroshi's demeanor change slightly. She couldn't answer him. It was only a few mintues that they approached the building for the first exam, and her anticipation was rising. From the beginning, she had been nervous to join in the shinobi for the Chunin Exam. Now, as she walked through the halls with her pass as well as her placement number for her seat, she was more excited than any time before.
"See, see! I told you she was here!"
Oroshi walked into the crowded room, Kankurou trailing behind, with mix gestures towards her. Some didn't seem to notice, others awed, most of them just stared because others were gawking. The young geisha used her fan as a barrier as she walked to Temari and Gaara, causing the blonde kunoichi to face palm at what she was wearing and using it to get attention, "Okobo shoes...why couldn't you just wear something normal?"
"Oroshi!"
The geisha turned to see Ino and another pink-haired kunoichi, both jabbing each other with an elbow until the pink-haired kunoichi approached her, "I'm such a big fan of your modeling! How do you keep your complexion so clear in that heat? Do you have your kimonos tailored? There are so many things I want to ask you!"
"This is the reputation you give our village," Temari sighed as she turned away from the scene.
"All of you, shut up. You're annoying."
Hearing his voice for the first time gave Oroshi a chilling sense of fear through her blood. She had never heard Gaara speak before and now she understood why so many people had died before her to kill Gaara. One could hear the monster in his voice. Oroshi kept her fan up to hide the fact she wash holding her breath, slowly releasing the air before hearing Ibiki announce the beginning of the exam. There was a small commotion of a blonde shinobi known as Naruto, who seemed quite comical to say the least.
Hana sat in front of the Kazekage, no make-up, her hair in a messy bun, and her kimono was a far cry from orderly. Her eyes were puffy and red, her voice hoarse, and her skin was flush. She still managed to look up at the Kazekage, wanting the urge to cry but couldn't find the tears, "This can't be happening..."
"It's been fore-seen," he spoke as if he were speaking of the weather, "And he's here. I was mistaken to believe any of my efforts would work. The effort I did put in has given me nothing but grief. All that I ask is that you keep your end of the promise, make my final command a reality."
"Lord Kazekage," Hana sat up on her knees, reaching out to him, "Please, don't do this, let me help you!"
"Get her out," he turned to a shinobi at his side.
"Lord Kazekage!" Hana raised her voice as the began to drag her out, "Lord KAZEKAGE!"
"Begin!" Ibiki announced.
Everyone in the room fell silent. Oroshi sat far from the others as she gazed down at the paper in front of her. These questions looked like chicken scratch on paper, did a type writer do this? She didn't even bother to pick up a pencil to give any kind of answer, these were far beyond what she was ever given. Pouring tea at a ceremony nor poison tricks couldn't give her mathmatical ninja answers. She barely glanced carefully to her sides to see that others were trying to figure out the answers. Oroshi sat straight in her seat as she continued to gaze down at the test, wondering how she got in this place to begin with.
Then, a silver-haired male in glasses caught her attention. He was a few rows in front of her, but he was shining his glasses in the light. To those who weren't keen on this would believe this to be a happy accident. For Oroshi, she could recognize his reflection in the glasses and he was peering right at her. He didn't show her his answers, he didn't motion his glasses anymore when their gaze came together. They just sat there looking at each other. A sudden wave of nausea hit Oroshi before she looked away first. What the hell was that about? His piercing, dark eyes penetrating her own silver eyes, seeing every secret she ever kept... Oroshi decided at that point she'd avoid him, he made her sick to her stomach.
Twenty minutes had passed and no sign of getting this test anywhere near done. Oroshi's mind was growing tiresome of trying to figure out any of these answers. It was completely impossible! She knew every vital organ on the body, every artery location, how much poison to use to bring damage and not kill, and even to latch onto someone's trust and gain powerful secrets, but she didn't know when the shuriken would kill someone if one ninja was from a 32.3 degree angle on a tree and another was on a 22.5 degree angle South-south-east of the target.
Ten more minutes passed, Ibiki announced that the final question would be given in thirty twenty minutes. Oroshi was growing desperate. She knew Temari would try to kill her if she let this exam pull her out of the Chunin Exams. Sweat began to dot along her brow, threatening to ruin her make-up as she felt her heart racing in her chest. Oroshi tried to find some type of answer, or some thing that would make partial sense to put down for some type of credit.
In those last thirty minutes, Oroshi tapped her pencil against the paper as she contemplated her escape back to Suna and return her life as a normal geisha. Of course, she'd have to find a way to avoid Temari, Kankurou, and especially Gaara for ruining their chances this year to be a Chunin. More importantly, she'd have to keep a great distance from Temari. Then, Oroshi froze when Ibiki announced that it was time for the final question. She held her breath, her heart racing beneath her skin as she opened her fan to hide her anxiety. Ibiki then gave those who wished to leave a chance to leave..with their team as well. Oroshi glanced to Temari to see the blonde kunoichi glaring daggers right at her. Where she didn't fear Temari at this moment, she knew it was just easier to pretend that she knew that she would pass this first exam.
"You all pass," Ibiki spoke with a proud smile.
"I knew this was all just a test," Oroshi fanned herself, causing Temari to face palm from across the classroom.
"You wouldn't know a test was to begin with..." Temari grumbled before there was an explosion entering the room.
A woman wearing a beige trenchcoat and a mini-skirt leaped into the room, announcing the second exam. Temari then slammed her palms into the table as she stood, "Now wait just a second, we just finished the first exam! We can't even get a break?"
"It's better just to go straight into the next one," Oroshi stood as well, pointing her closed fan at the female Jonin, "Isn't that right, sensei?"
"I like this one already...there's too many of them, Ibiki," the female Jonin commented dryly to the first test prompter, "Alright you maggots, I'm Anko and your second test prompter. Follow me to your second exam!"
Oroshi held a small smile on her face as Temari turned to look over at her from over her shoulder. The geisha knew that getting on Temari's nerves were running thin and possibly not the best source of entertainment anymore. She walked out with Kankurou as Temari and Gaara went on ahead. Oroshi looked at Kankurou from behind her open fan, "Did you do the test?"
"Yup," Kankurou looked over at her, "Didn't you?"
"Not an answer," Oroshi took a breath, "Such trivial things you shinobi go through."
"By the looks of this next exam, I don't think you're going to be calling us 'trivial' anymore," Kankurou smirked slightly, giving Oroshi a nudge.
Oroshi hesitated that turned into her paling even more at the sight of the test area. The Forest of Death, a survival exam. She couldn't believe how real the Chunin Exams had gotten now that she realized who she was facing and what she was up against. Oroshi was swift on her feet to get to the others as she began to fan herself a little faster, "It certainly has gotten hot..."
"Look," Temari took hold of Oroshi's arm, pulling her away from the boys, "I know you don't exactly fight, but you can't screw this up for us. You got lucky on the first exam. This one is now a little more important, so don't slow us down."
"I can fight," Oroshi took her arm from Temari, "It's a different style...but I can fight."
Temari narrowed her eyes on Oroshi, "I really don't like you, and you don't give me a lot of reason to respect you. If you so much as mess a small part of this up for our team, I will end you in that forest and say that you were eaten. Give me some reason to keep you around."
Oroshi watched as Temari walked back to her brothers. She could see the look of doubt in Kankurou's eyes and Gaara just looked right passed her. Something inside the geisha made her want to prove to these shinobi that she was more than capable of fighting through the art of death. Oroshi strapped her fan inside her sash as she began to walk towards her team, she would show them exactly what she could do.