Zando Ketsuki

His appearance is handsome to behold. His hair is untamed but long, specifically shoulder length. His face is pale despite the sunny background of the Sand village. His build is muscular yet slim, he stands 5' 7'', weighs 112 ilbs, and finally, has blue irises. By clothing, he prefers to wear that akin to a desert nomad. It is due to the breeziness he'd feel, he has a distaste of the Jounin clothing because it'll bake him like a hot potato, having the same opinions of it just like his brother. He often wears a white rag wrap on his head, a flaunty and spacy blouse, somewhat baggy pants, a wooden armour underneath his blouse, sandals, and finally a backpack he carries with him all the time to carry things around. Giving him the appearance of not a ninja, but a desert prowler, which often acts to confuse his opponents and also give him a mysterious yet mesmerizing appearance. All to the ladies' delight.

A bad omen they'd say. The birth of Zando coincided with that of blood being spilt, that blood belonging to his father. It was no bad injury, simply a prick he's been penetrated by from a sharp needle, he has been fiddling with a senbon. Although nobody could ignore this sign, superstitious or not, the infant Zando was greeted by the loving arms of his mother. Having given birth to him at August 13th, quite a time too, as he was raised up as the main son for these years. It wasn't until another fortunate tiding arrived that truly has Zando's destiny been shaped, his younger brother was born a year later within December 23rd! "A boy has arrived!" was to be shouted from the father and mother, much to their delight. Both were destined to be the greatest Medical nin's there was in the village as predicted by many. Unfortunately, in the later years, there has been quarreling between Zando and Kensei, but in the end, they always get along. Never seen separate, or apart from each other. They've always taken things together, which this pattern will shape their future selves.

Academy Arc: The first to register within the academy was Zando as he displayed traits of chakra manipulation, that manipulation landed him a spot to be a ninja. At that time, he was separate from his brother, saddening him as a result, but he went on studying ahead. A year later, his brother joined him. As the older brother was told, Kensei has thrown quite a tantrum just to be in the same class as he, which just shows how devoted he is to him, thus increasing Zando's devotion back to him. Both becoming more attached to one another. Although a stark difference between Zando and Kensei was that he was the more devoted student, doing his homeworks and completing the tests with high marks, but Kensei was just as good. Although much to Zando's chagrin, he doesn't put enough time into doing his homeworks. Zando often remarking that if he should apply himself in his studies, he can be a greater ninja than he! But it didn't work so far. At least until graduation, that the two brothers were placed in a different 3 man squads, much to Zando's chagrin.

Genin arc: A different squad meant different duty. For Zando, he had the job of being the Medical nin of the team due to his natural skills with precise chakra control. It was where Zando truly shined. He has undertaken many training from his Sensei, as she was eager to have the young boy live up to his potential. His first mission involved him learning to walk on trees, which he mastered easily, next up was water; mastered as well. All mastered within a short matter of time that truly made his teammate jealous, and the girl within his squad infatuated with him. Although he didn't really care much about the training as he knew he had the Kekkei Genkai to fall back on. Going through several small time missions, D ranked missions. He has grown rather bored and dull. Under his advice, his sensei decided to go under something drastic; take a C ranked mission involving an attack on a bandit group. Glory. That's what has shown through and through again. Zando taking it all for himself as he hogged it all, killing bandits with ease with all of the ninjutsu's he has learned, along with the Taijutsu's, and even medical arts.

Rp Sample:
[spoiler][From the Bleach site I used to RP in. ¬___¬]
The vanity mirror reflected Franz's almost empty expression as he sat before it, running a brush through his short blonde hair. He was well-rested and he healthy, but there wasn’t much he could do about it at the moment. Now he felt the need to do something. Satisfied that his hair was properly brushed, Franz set the brush down and started to fix his hair. It was his nightly routine.

"I like it left down. You should know that." It was his mistress's voice in his ear, and Franz nodded, sliding his fingers through his hair again to fix it. The same hands that had stopped his routine led him to the window. The hands were oddly gentle as they caressed Franz's pale cheeks while his Mistress's mouth descended to his ear. "I have a job for you." His mistress purred before lowering to nip along his neck. Her hands were soft tonight as they moved over his now arm, playing his body like a finely tuned instrument. One he tuned himself. "There is a storm brewing up in Karakura. Aid them, and I will reward you handsomely."

The mistress was being oddly gentle tonight. Franz didn’t know if she was reluctant to let him go, worried about the mission, or if it was completely unrelated. Regardless of where his Mistress's sudden tenderness had come from, Franz wasn’t complaining. He just nodded, ever compliant to his Mistress, and let his mind wander as Helen used him as she pleased.

Karakura town. That was half way around the world. Franz hadn't been out of the country without his Mistress or a friend of his as an escort, and now he was being sent around the world alone. Did that mean she trusted him? Trust probably wasn't the right word. She probably just knew that Franz was bound to her. Where else would he go? What else could he do? She was all Franz knew, and it was true. Still, Franz was glad to go for more reasons that just to please his Mistress. It was different than this. Maybe better, maybe worse, but different was a good start. Maybe it would be a fresh start. All alone. Free. Maybe.