Alone in a New Land (flashback)

Akki arrived to the village of Kirigakure. After his whole clan had been destroyed and he was the only survivor he had nowhere else to go. Looking around Akki looked for a place to stay. He had enough ryo that wasnt the problem, it was actually finding a home he could by that suited his needs. That was gonna be hard for around here. The mist gave a lot of cover, yes, but the city was so closely clumped together. The scroll on his back carried most of his items, besides small items he had in his pockets. Akki continued to walk down the street, hoping someone would help him.

Tzura noticed a not too familiar face within the village and examined him from his perch on a bench. Mizugakure was a very tightly knit village and everyone seemed to know everyone else, so strangers weren't hard to pick out. The genin took note of his forehead protector (or lack there of) as proof of his being an outsider- like him. It had been a long time since he had held a real conversation with someone other than his adoptive grandmother and he doubted that his people skills were enough to keep from coming off as rude.

He drew in a sharp breath and stood, stepping in front of the seemingly troubled nin, "You're not from here..." he said quietly, he meant it as "You're not from here, are you?".

Akki looked at this ninja who stepped in front of him, who was obviously of a low rank due to his stature and appearing physical immaturity. Akki tried his best at a smile but it turned into a smirk, and his larger canines gleamed in the dim light. "no i am not, but i am looking for a place to stay...you see my clan was destroyed and i am the only survivor." Akki looked down his headband still covering his eyes. He was exhausted. the trip alone he tool would make many submit.

Tzura's face remained stoic save the small frown that formed upon hearing his clan had been eradicated. He had to suffer his families death, and he couldn't begin to know what it was like to lose a whole bloodline because someone decided that it shouldn't be there. He thought about his quest for a home and came up with an idea. It was a very long stretch for him, but it could prove mutually beneficial in the long run, "Live with me." he said, "Other homes are full; I'm sure my grandmother would approve..." he paused, "Took me in when I needed it the most."

Akki looked at the man. hmmm...well boy i would rather live with an enemy then out in the cold. Might as well, we can kill them later if need be... Akki shunned the voice away in his head. He didnt want to trust this person right away, but he really had no choice. Akki looked at the shinobi through his head band. He tightened the strap holding the giant scroll on his back, shifting it to a more comfortable position. He extended his hand out in the form of a hand shake. "my name is Akki, Akki Tenma." Akki did his best to look pleased.

Tzura noticed the air of distrust and slight animosity between the two of them, keeping his hands at his side once the handshake was offered, "If you don't want to, just say so." he said, "And I'll be on my way." There's something about him that I find odd... Although I can't quite tell what.

" nononono...you see after this...event its hard for me to trust even the friendliest of people. Its not anything against you." Akki tried to smile again and this time it was better but not perfect. He looked at tzura and nodded. He gestured with his hand for him to lead the way.

Tzura nodded curtly as his response and began leading the way to his hut right on the outer rim of the village. He checked over his shoulder periodically to ensure that Akki was still there, "Almost there..." he muttered and after several minutes of walking, they reached a hut that was large enough to fit three people comfortably, "Obaa-chan!" he called, "I brought someone here to meet you." His adoptive grandmother staggered to the front and greeted her grandson with a warm embrace before turning her attention to Akki, "Who might you be, young man?" she asked.

"a lone member of a destroyed clan...loooking for a home" Akki looked down as a single tear fell from his eye. He looked back at the kind old woman. She was agged in years and obviously wisdom. He wondered what her decision would be.

[ooc]sorry for short post...

The old woman stepped over to Akki and pulled him into her arms once she noticed the tear fall, "If you are looking for a home, I have no problem accepting you into our family as my grandson." Then Tzura turned to the both of them and placed his hand on Akki's shoulder, "I could also use a brother." he said with a slight smile.

His grandmother held him tightly and added, "Of course your choosing to accept becoming a part of our family is completely up to you; but it will not affect my decision about letting you stay in out home."

Akki looked at the two and thought of a new family. He remembered his grandmother and looked down. "i...ill have to think about the family part...i am sorry i have a lot on my mind at the moment." Akki pulled the items hee was carrying back up as the weight keeps pulling them down. He looked at Tzura and at his grandmother. Well it wouldnt hurt he guessed. Looking over his shoulder, back the way he came, the memories of his travels quickly flashed before his eyes. "may i come in?"

His grandmother nodded and Tzura gestured to the door, "Go ahead..." he said, still smiling, "Room's next to mine." The grandmother then conked him on the head and said, "What he means is that your room is between ours; the second door on the right." After speaking she turned to chastise Tzura for his lack of description. She could be easily quoted 'I don't care how introverted you are, you need to speak in complete sentences when talking to other people!'

Akki nodded and walked into the house. He went to the room deemed his and dropped off his stuff, which was sealed in a scroll. He looked around the room. it will do... Akki sighed and walked out of the room, closing the door. He came back outside and stood in the room that held the door to outside. He waited, just looking at the two, wondering what w as going to be happening next.

When Akki returned, the woman was still arguing at Tzura for the same things as always and she stopped once she noticed that he was watching them. She quickly regained herself and tapped Tzura on the leg with her cane, "You're both ninja..." she said, "I think it's high time that you spar with each other. Tzura does not have much in the ways of ninjutsu just yet, but I see him practicing with his sword every day (check avvy) it would do him some good if he were to fight something other than those trees. I don't know what jutsu you have right now, but it would be fair for the both of you to have a Taijutsu/ Kenjutsu only battle. It would be a very interesting fight!"

Tzura glanced apprehensively at his grandmother and then back to Akki, his hand reaching for the hilt of his sword, "I agree... Fight me."

[color=indigo]"Right here right now?"[/color=indigo]he looked at the shinobi. "Well iguess so..." Akki drew his Katana, cursing at the fact he wasnt allowed to use his ninjutsu. He was going to have to rely on his assassination skills...he got ready for the fight.

Tzura's grandmother stepped out of the way and took her seat on the porch, a smile on her face, "Well, Tzura... Fight!"

The shinobi nodded and drew his blade, the steel gleamed in the light, "Three..." he shifted into his fighting position with most of the weight being on his back foot, "Two..." He ground his feet in the dirt and held the blade up, "One!" Tzura charged at Akki and once within striking distance (three feet) he sliced upward with his right arm while the left reached down into the pouch, his fingers finding a poison tipped senbon as a second defense just in case he was to be countered.

Akki expected a charge as such. It was a straight forward charge, but the position Tzura got in ahead of time gave him away. The sword was much larger than Akki`s, so Akki decided to even the odds a bit. Sides stepping to dodge to the outside of the attack, Akki let the blade nik his skin, drawing blood. He let his blood fall on his sword, thinking demon synthesis. the blade grew and akki spun with the blade behind him, while one hand grabbed a kunai, ready to parry an attack.

Tzura clicked his tongue once he realized that there was only a small scratch on his side and used the upward momentum to deliver a swift roundhouse kick with the shin aimed for the solar plexus. He kept the free hand in his pocket, but instead held three senbon between his fingers, ready to throw them in a triangular formation should he avoid the kick. His reasoning for throwing senbon instead of kunai is because in the mist, it is extremely hard to see small steel needles that reflect the surrounding mist. As for the triangular formation, even if you had two weapons to block two of the needles it would be nearly impossible to block the third if the target were to see them coming.

Akki continued to roll with the dodge, keeping the enlargened sword between him and Tzura. He pulled the kunia out of his pocket and held it in his teeth. When tzura's kick connnected with the flat of Akki's blade, Akki thrusted forward to try and counter balance him and knock him off guard. He then threw the kunai,to catch him off guard if he was and to make come off guard if he wasnt.

Tzura followed through with the blocked kick and spun mid-air, the kunai cut his right cheek and once back on his fee he threw the senbon three in Akki's direction. He then clasped his hands together and began to weave handseals until he remembered that it was a Taijutsu only fight. Tzura placed his hand back on the handle of his sword and took a step back, wiping the blood that trickled from the cut, "Good hit..."

Akki smiled when Tzura started making seals, but then stops when he realized the conditions to the fight. During this process Akki brought out his fuma shuriken. Spinning it at a fast rate the senbon hit the shuriken, being deflected. Akki quickly ties wire to the base. He threw the shuriken and pulled on the wire, making the weapon that much deadlier. Akki had the sword placed so if anything was thrown at him the sword would block it or deflect it.

Tzura leaped over the shuriken and sliced the wire that it was attached to so it lodges into the wall behind him. His grandmother quickly shouted something about them having to fix that later but he ignored her for the time being and rushed Akki once again. Instead of one slash, Tzura continued the offensive by attacking multiple times. All of his strikes were aimed for vital areas that aren't very easy to defend. I.e. The juggular (blocking at an awkward angle) Tendons in the wrist and thigh muscles. If Akki managed to block all of his strikes, his wrist would no doubt be injured from the constant use.

OOC: Basically that means no matter how you attempt to block it with the sword, the way you would do it puts an extremely high amount of strain on the wrist and forearm.

Akki saw what Tzura was trying to do, attacking at places that would put strain on his wrist. Akki wasnt trained as an assassin for nothing. Back in his old village they were trained to make and dodge such attacks, to survive in such dangerous conditions. As Tzura aimed for the jugular Akki turned to the side, knocked the hilt of his sword into the pressure point on Tzura`s wrist, spun inward, and raised a senbon to Tzura`s neck, all in one swift motion. Akki kept the sword ready to povolt him back if Tzura tried anything sneaky. "well?"

ooc: basically i rolled into your high stab, something that isnt dodgeable. you didnt have your free hand ready, or else i wouldnt have done it. you left yourself open inside. This is only a spar though so no killing.

Tzura cursed himself for not preparing his free hand and shifted his eyes to the senbon. It was a stretch and if he were able to use Ninjutsu, the weapon pointed at his neck wouldn't matter, "Kill." He then shifted his eyes to the inactive explosive tag stuck to the forearm of his attacking hand, "Double kill." What he had done was just as Akki took his attention from Tzura for only a split second, he managed to rig himself with an inactive explosive tad strapped to his thigh, "If it were a real fight to the death, it wouldn't have mattered if he exploded or not as long as he did fatal damage to the opponent." his grandmother said, "It was extremely careless of him not to prepare an effective counter measure for your senbon so in terms of practicality you won. As for thinking on the feet, Tzura won."

He stood straight and gently nudged the senbon away with his forehead protector and held out his hand for a handshake, "No matter what she says, I think that I lost that round."

Akki smiled a bit. "i would have been blown up and damaged, but not killed. you may have survived, but with the loss of limbs. it was good practice because i never use just tai and kin." Akki smiled and his katana reverted to normal, then he sheathed it and shook Tzura`s hand. He stood there, thinking. a family...its as close as ill ever get, but its better than nothing...