Through the streets of Suna. [Private][No Killing]

Kankiro was walking through the streets of Sunagakure. The sun was setting over the sandy terrain on the horizon. There was a cool breeze and the sun was still quite warm in it's dying hours. Kankiro liked the evening weather. Which was something. Kankiro didn't much like anything anymore, except for Koroko. Kankiro had his hands in his pockets and a expressionless look on his face. The only annoying thing about the evening was when it had been hot all day and Kankiro had been sweating, his goad began to mix into his sweat and ruin his patterns, making him look messy.

But Kankiro wasn't too bothered this evening. A particularly heavier breeze of wind swooshed by, kicking up some sand in it's path. Sand flung up into Kankiro's eyes. His eyes began to water, in an attempt to clear themselves. Kankiro wiped his eyes with his fingers, and carried on walking down the street. Most other people were going back to their homes now. There were a few people still out and about, doing there business. Kankiro didn't really take much noticed.

The only person Kankiro was really bothered about was himself. His whole world revolved only around him. So long as he had himself, he would keep on living. Kankiro knew he could live without Koroko, but preffered not to think about it. Besides, he didn't have to at the moment. Kankiro scanned the rooftops of the buildings. There was nothing interesting. The sky was also quite clear, no a cloud to be seen. Nor any birds.

Kankiro didn't like this quiet. It was boring. He wished something interesting would happen soon. He had plenty of anger he had stored up, ready to unleash on someone. Kankiro carried on walking aimlessly around Sunagakure, hoping for some sort of change...

Misuto got up from the top of a roof top. And began to search himself to see if he had all his equipment on his oouch. Lately these days, there has been a few thiefs in which had tried to steal from Misuto. Badly enough for them, Misuto gave them what they deserved. After a few minutes getting his things organized and back in place. Misuto jumped off the roof top, and onto the ground. As he gently steppedon the ground. And kept on leaping from roof to roof. As he came into a sudden big empty space, that stopped him in his tracks. There was a big space between the buildings and there was no way that Misuto could jump it.

Unlike him he jumped down into the solid ground. Slowly stepping on the soft sand of the village. He hated to be on sight, and didn't like other people watching every move he had made around the village. He wasn't shy, but he was most person's out there. He was known as a noble person around the village, as he made nothing bad in the village. Everyone knew him, or atleast he thought they knew. These past weeks, he have been a great help for elders in the village.

After he managed to get into a clearing, he put on his hood. Letting not a single skin part be exposed to the sun. Instead, he made himself more strange. He was fully covered by a white long sleeve hood. In which covered his face and only would be visible if he took it off. His long black pants were as dusty as they can get, but everystep he made, the dust would come off.Just about 5 meters away from him. Misuto noticed a slightly small figures standing in an area. There was too, although one of them was being carried by another suspect. "Ah, a Puppet user. Let's check him out." Misuto said as he managed to clean his pants as he pated his pants.

[[OOC: There is no way you could tell I am a Puppet User at just one look. My puppet, Koroko is stored in the scroll on my back. However, for ease, I'm willing to overlook that mistake this time.]]

It was as if someone were in his mind listening to his thoughts. No sooner had he thought about meeting someone, he found himself approaching a man in the distance. Kankiro showed no emotion. Sometimes he wondered if he had forgotten how to. He was longing to say something, but something made him keep quiet.

The male seemed to be patting dust off of his pants. "A rather peculiar thing to be doing." Kankiro though to himself. He decided to let his urges take over his concious. What's right was right. As he got much closer to the male, Kankiro joked; "What's wrong? You piss yourself once you realised you're a ninja in this village?" Kankiro knew this male was a ninja due to the ninja-band he donned.

Kankiro was laughing at his own witty remark in his own mind. It wasn't as affective he laughed out loud. He'd ruin his own joke. Which would make his last sentence pointless. Which might anger him. Kankiro always angered so easily these days...

Paks huffed. Well, not really. She wasn't about to show such a blatant sign of irritation unless it served her current purpose, and since she wasn't trying to achieve any sort of effect she suppressed her urge to exhale with any more force than normal, instead indulging in a mental fit of torque. Still, if she had another sales clerk ask her if she was looking for her parents, Paks was going to stab someone. And she didn't care about the damn civilian rules, it was their own fault for being so unobservant and idiotic and ungodly stupid.

Just because she was shorter than most people, or academy students, or even most children, didn't mean that she was a little kid. And really, age had nothing to do with maturity. If she looked like a seven year old, they could shut up and deal with it. It wasn't like they didn't see odd people every day, they worked at a shinobi weapons store after all!

Paks ignored their muttering, eying a rack of new kunai. She was only visiting this establishment because her supply of kunai had been running low, and while she disliked dealing with fools she could swallow such things if only to ensure that she was well equipped if a mission came up.

One of the store clerks who obviously hadn't been subjected to her glare of utmost hatred and disgust sidled over to the short Genin. Lowering his voice, and talking slowly as if he was speaking to a baby, the man gave her a patronizing look as he spoke, "Honey, don't you think your daddy will be mad that you borrowed his forehead protector?"

Paks paused in her perusal of the weapons and slowly turned to face the full grown man. She was going to stab him. Thrust a kunai through his stomach and then twist, there were plenty of them right near her hand after all, it would be an easy enough maneuver. Perhaps he finally noticed her facial expression because the man seemed to pale all of the sudden. Clenching her teeth, Paks restrained her violent tendencies, even while casting one last wistful look at the sharp kunai that sat there glinting with an urge to be shoved into someone's intestines. With vigor. And perhaps an extra bit of spite, simply because the kunai obviously wanted to be used in such a manner. Obviously. All she allowed herself though, was a quiet snarl that seemed to convey her urge well enough because the man began to back away.

Exhaling slowly, she mentally counted to ten before pivoting on her heels and walking, not too quickly although it may have looked like a run to anyone else, out of the store. Once outside she clenched her fists, eyes narrowing into a deep scowl. She could buy kunai somewhere else, right now she was pretty sure if she had tried to stay in there another second more there would be blood spilled.

Trying to contain her rage, (she was a fully accredited Genin!) Paks stalked down the street. They were busy as always, but she slipped through the crowd with an ease of long practice. She was forced to stop however, when two other shinobi appeared to be blocking the road. Well that was fine, she fumed to herself. And there weren't any alternative routes to where she wanted to go, well not if she wanted to get there within the next hour or so.

Fine, fine. She didn't care. Paks was fine. Anger was simply an emotion, one which was not allowed to color your vision or effect your decisions. She was perfectly fine, she could deal with irritation. There was no way a little emotion like that could get the best of her.

Paks strode through the crowd, mind somewhat eerily blank until she reached the two older shinobi. Without much thought to her actions, she shoved them both in an attempt to move between then and then further down the road. Somehow, even though her intent was simply to get past them, Paks found herself snarling again and squaring off on the two shinobi.

"Are you both too stupid to notice that you are standing in the middle of a road or were you just trying to be mindless idiots?" her voice came out low, but filled to the brim with more emotion than she normally let out. The scathing words falling from her lips as she glared hotly at the two of them. Yeah, she was fine. Really.

[ooc:sorry about thst, I though you just had it in your back, carrying it.]

Misuto just slightly turned his head frontwards to the other ninja. Which in had slightly made Misuto start laughing himself. It was supposed to be something somewhat insulting the words that he had spoken. Misuto rarely even made an emotion of it, and he wanted to say something smart, but he pretended not to hear nothing bad from him. And, instead he made a slight grin on his face as he rubbed his long hair, as a sign of confusement. "Well, I haven't been here for too long, so I'm still trying to get used to. And who may you be?" Misuto said as he once again turned his serious face at them.

Not noticing they are on the road, they kept on walking, a slow paste you could say. This was rare of Misuto as he had never talked to soemone for a long time. As they kept strolling around the village. A man, slightly bumped onto Misuto. Instead of doing what any normally shinobi would do,kill. Misuto stood firm and helped the old man get straight from his fall. If it was another man, a rather more young person, it would certainly knock Misuto off to the ground.

Sometimes, you just have to swallow it and do nothing about." Misuto said as he smiled, Taking a deep breathe and still waiting for a response from the other shinobi. He somewhat felt weird,his prescense just made him feel soemwhat creeped out, not scared, but made Misuto feel like the boy was mysterious. And was something Misuto often likes. People like this, is more difficult to understand and sometimes interesting. As Misuto let his feet run below the ground and lifting dust up in the air. Something quite approached him. And just slightly stopped in the middle of both genins.

Misuto stayed quite as the young girl stood in the midddle of them two. She was a small stature, not too, small though. But she didn't looked like the average shinobi szed. Although her speed was quite good. She spoke. A lthough Misuto didn't even listen and kept on walking. Just answering to whatever she said with a simple sentence. I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming."

[[OOC: Not to worry. Just check my application next time. Do you two feel the need for a posting order or not?]]

Kankiro hadn't stopped walking since he made a witty remark at the other Genin. His hands in his pockets, subconciously acting cool, Kankiro directed his eyesight in front of him. His feet were crunching slightly in the sand with every step he took. Then, he heard foosteps from behind him, slightly.

The Genin he had joked at had caught up with him. Althought to be honest he hadn't walked that far ahead. "So he's a good boy." Kankiro though to himself. "Well, I haven't been here for too long, so I'm still trying to get used to. And who may you be?" Kankiro was asked, by the Genin. "That, is none of your business." he retorted slowly to the Genin, mocking him in a way.

Kankiro kept on walking, the Genin by his side. He was avoiding eye contact, for his own reasons. They were walking quite slowly up the street. Suddenly, Kankiro saw an old man bump in to the Genin beside him. Ordinarilly, Kankiro would've hit the old man or at least shouted at him. But he felt no debt to this newcomer, so there was no need. It wasn't as if the old man had bumped in to him. Kankiro observed what his fellow Genin's reaction would be. The man faltered, and the ninja helped him back to his feet.

Moving his eyesight back to where he was going, he thought to himself: "Predictable. He's a goody-two-shoes." Kankiro had a somewhat unexpected flashback of when Sunagakure's village elders told him he needed to be more polite to the civilians of the village, as he was represnting them as a ninja.

Flashback:

Spoiler:

Kankiro shook the thought from his head. He totally missed what the Genin had just said whilst picking the frail old man up. He didn't really care, to be honest. He knew his fellow ninja was waiting for him to respond, but he wasn't going to. It's not like this kid was his friend or anything. He didn't need a friend. He had Koroko. As he thought about Koroko, he subconciously rubbed the scroll on his back where Koroko was sealed.

Kankiro then felt a shove. A hand placed on his body, around his stomach. It pushed. It wasn't much of a force. Kankiro looked down, at the girl who had done it. She was a foot shorter than him, but she had shoved him, now she would pay. Before Kankiro could do anything, the girl snarled: "Are you both too stupid to notice that you are standing in the middle of a road or were you just trying to be mindless idiots?" Kankiro was now angry. Again, before he had a chance to respond, the Genin following him said: "I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming."

Kankiro wondered if the boy was being sadistic. "If so, kudos to him." Kankiro found himself saying, a little smile flickering across his face, before he realised it was a form of emotion and punished himself mentally. One emotion down, his anger returned, as he looked down at the little girl. She was evidently confident in her abilities. And she had a Suna headband. She had to be better than she seemed. Nevertheless-

"You're gonna pay for that, little girl." Kankiro said, in a deadly manner. He put his hand behind his back, and pulled a kunai out of his ninja pouch. He could easily slash her body in two right now, but the village elders wouldn't like that. He wasn't going to kill her, just teach her a lesson. Plus, hurting girls wasn't really his thing.

OOC - Aren't post orders mandatory?

Paks mentally hissed when her shove amounted to nothing. They were bigger than her yes, but she had hoped to at least shift their bodies enough so that she could slip past them. Not that she intended to just walk by now though. But still, it was the principle of the matter. It wasn't that she was necessarily weak, Paks was rather strong for her age and gender, but she also had to take into consideration that she hadn't been using much force, and that at least one of the shinobi looked pretty dense along with the large scroll attached to his back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming."

As was common with many Suna shinobi, the one who spoke wore copious amounts of clothing, going so far as to obscure his facial features with a hood. "Ch," Paks quickly shrugged off his insinuation with a simple glare, his companion was much more interesting at the moment anyway.

"You're gonna pay for that, little girl."

Paks arched an eyebrow, watching as the second shinobi indignantly went for a kunai. Little girl? Did he think she was going to cower away from a weapon? Did he think she was about to apologize for his stupid act of standing in the middle of the road? Her eyes narrowed in anger, her pupils contracting until they resembled garnet slits as she flashed her fangs in a deep snarl.

"Come again little boy? You sure you know how to handle that knife?" Paks fought to keep her tone level, but she was unable to suppress the contemptuous pitch.

If he wanted to be an idiot, good for him. Today was a bad day for it though. Any other day, she could have restrained herself, but there had been too many issues today, too many stupid people who thought they could push her. And someone needed to pay for it all, and she was going to collect that debt one way or another. This kid was just providing an ample opportunity. It would be rude of her to not take advantage of it. And woe betide that Paks was rude.

A few moments after Kankiro spoke, the girl arched a eyebrow. She was giving him a cheeky attitude. He didn't like it. Her personality resembled his own in many ways. She seemed quite angry, like he was most of the time. Kankiro could relate to her, but preffered not to. She stood there, gnarling at him. Her eyes narrowed. She had a look of pure malevolence. It didn't phase Kankiro though.

Then, she spoke. Saying: "Come again little boy? You sure you know how to handle that knife?" Kankiro laughed. He didn't even need a moment to think of a verbal comeback. He sighed. She didn't even seem worth the effort. However- "First of all, it's not a knife, it's a kunai. And secondly, it's hardly little, when put into contrast with you and an average sized Genin. Finally, I'm not little. I hate to break it to you dollface, but you're about a foot shorter than me." Although she looked around 7 or 8, Kankiro could easily tell she was a few years older. It was due to her personality.

In a weird way, Kankiro admired her, for her gutsy attitude. But then in another way, he didn't like people contending him. So, it balanced out. Then add his anger and hormones... Yeah, he disliked her. Like most things on this god-forsaken planet. He spun the kunai around in his hand. He held it through the hole with his right index finger, balancing it's weight on his right middle finger, releasing a minute amount of chakra, so the kunai wouldn't fall. "Man, that would be embaressing." Kankiro thought to himself.

He pondered for a moment what the other Genin's take on this would be. Heh, he'd just make him back off as well. He wasn't scared of either of these morons. In a way, he was more wary about the midget than the goody-two-shoes. She had a fighting spirit. "Maybe I should break that." Kankiro thought nastily in his head, still concentrating on the young girl before him.

Misuto was getting abit annoyed by the whole situation. At thuis point he was more likely to being more underestimated than the little girl. Just for the fact that he was being gentle and triyng not to make a fuss out of this. Misuto quickly pulled his hood down, letting his hair flow, and tied down with a metal band. Showing hius face he was ready for anything or to speak out of what he thinks. Both of them went on and on,making back and forth comments. And he was still yet ignored by the cockyness of these two insulents. He was more getting anyyed by the sand in the village, but he was more annoyed by the two childrens standing before him.

Misuto kept on walking, about 5 feets away from both of the genins. Although he couldn't actually tell if the little one was a genin. But her way was of that of a skilled ninja. Perhaps she was not to be underestiated. Misuto didn't even heard any words that came out of both of their mouths. But instead he began to speak himself. "Huuumph......."Misuto sighed as he reached his back pocket. He had seen the mysterious guy grabb a kunai and much likely showing off. He was surely underestimating the girl. Which Misuto didn't reccomended. The girl was small, but she had fighting spirit, although she still needed to know more about the shinobi life.

As he grabbed the kunai from his back pouch. Misuto swftly threw it at the guy who was beside him. Although he didn't threw it at the guy, but most likely at the kunai. If the kunai could actually hit his kunai it would send it off his finger. This would of might been idea, but his patience was ending. After he threw it, he turned back to the kid. IN a sudden movement he spoke. Not even caring of what the other guy would actually do. He just anted to settle this. "You...why have you come here to look for trouble?" Misuto said in a loud tone. He was getting serious, and when he got serious, there was no stop.

[[OOC: So if the posting order is mandatory, the posting order will be, Me, Brian, Paks. And so on. So it's Pak's turn to post next, then me. Then Brian. And so on. ]]

"First of all, it's not a knife, it's a kunai. And secondly, it's hardly little, when put into contrast with you and an average sized Genin. Finally, I'm not little. I hate to break it to you dollface, but you're about a foot shorter than me."

Paks smiled nastily at the shinobi's words. Either her allusion had escaped his notice, or he just wasn't reacting to it. That was fine with her, as it was more likely he hadn't understood the underlying thrust of her comments. Not that speech really meant much, especially when a mortal wound in a verbal spar wouldn't give her the satisfaction she was looking for. There was only one way to get that.

So she decided not to dance around the issue anymore, Paks had never liked exchanging words when she already had a purpose in mind. She was subtle most of the time, but there were situations wherein bluntness was an asset. Narrowed eyes flicked towards the spinning kunai, derision causing her sight to redden. Was he that arrogant that he wouldn't keep a firm grip on his weapon in a potentially threatening situation or was he just trying to intimidate her? Obviously she wasn't about to be intimidated, and either way she could only respond in one manner.

Paks was at the point where while her logical mind called out something about that perhaps being the shinobi's intention, she could easily ignore such a warning as her anger fogged her rational thinking. Even if it was his intention, she would just beat him at whatever he was planning. Simple enough.

Movement from the corner of her eyes was all the signal she needed, and as a kunai flew towards the shinobi so too did Paks. Tensing the muscles in her legs before springing forward towards his stomach, her right hand outstretched in an open palm strike. Screw tactics, she wanted to see how this arrogant dolt dealt with frontal assaults. Too caught up in her attack, she failed to hear the second shinobi's words, her vision narrowing to the irritant twirling a kunai.

Even angry, Paks was smart enough to keep her head on her, at least somewhat. She lunged forward, but only at the pace of an average Genin, and the strength behind her strike was average as well. She knew well the uses of appearing weaker than one was, and she had spent quite some time training her body until she could move in such a manner that she truly appeared less skilled. Angling herself so that no matter what the clashing kunai would never reach her in her current path, she also swept her leg out intending to snake her foot around his closest leg, whacking into the side of his kneecap and perhaps unbalance him a little.

The kunai was still twirling around his right index finger, making a slight whistling noise as it slashed through the wind mercilessly. Each of the three shinobi facing off were all in a fighting state and all angry for their own reason. The little girl was angry because the other two shinobi were in her way. The peaceful Genin was angry because where he was, wasn't exactly peaceful. And Kankiro, was just an angry teenager.

Kunai still twirling in his hands, Kankiro knew that combat was only a short measurement of time ahead. He was readying himself mentally. He assumed that the other two Genin would strike up an alliance against him, as they both seemed to dislike him for their own reasons. They hadn't, however, shown much emotion towards each other. Just as Kankiro pondered the thought, the Genin spoke, saying: "You...why have you come here to look for trouble?"

Kankiro turned his head to look at the boy as he spoke. As he did, he saw a kunai flying through the air towards him. His instant reaction was to bring the kunai he had, still spinning on his finger, up towards where the kunai was flying, to protect himself. Luckily for Kankiro, the kunai's collided with a loud clang, and the Genin's kunai went flying off into the direction of the little girl.

Kankiro quickly turned his head again, to see if it had hit her. But her height was on her side, this time. The kunai went flying above her head, just a hair off of her scalp. That was when Kankiro noticed the girl was charging at him. "Sh*t." Kankiro thought, doing a backflip off of the ground. As he was upside down in the air, he threw the kunai off of hiss fingertip at the little girl.

It was highly doubtful it would hit her, it was just to save him time. As he was finishing his descent, he pulled the scroll out of it's sack and opened the seal. It opened, flowing magestically in the wind as Kankiro finalised his decsent, landing on the ground with a soft klunk, disrupting the sand, taking the form of his feet.

In amongst all the excitement, Kankiro found himself thinking: "Sand really needs to grow a backbone." Although he did know the scientifical reasons as to why this was impossible. Kankiro placed the scroll on the ground. He was several metres away from the other shinobi now. From her charge, the girl didn't look as if she were too skilled in taijutsu, but she had the mental ability to cover up her true abilites, Kankiro suspected.

He couldn't risk it. It seemed both were against him. But then, the peaceful Genin had identified the girl as the cause of the fued, not Kankiro himself. Maybe he would be lucky. With the scroll on the ground, Kankiro formed a simple handsign, and a smirk flickered on to his face. "Koroko." He said darkly.

His puppet appeared in a small puff of smoke. Whilst the smoke was lingering, Kankiro attached 5 chakra strings to the puppet, each protruding from a finger on his left hand. It was most probably that neither of the enemy ninja saw this, due to smoke for cover and the swiftness of his action. Since Kankiro had been a puppeteer since the age of 8, he had had plenty of time to hone his skills. Now he could fully use his puppet to it's full capacity using just one hand, and when he was really in the zone, only 3 fingers.

Kankiro was glad to finally have a reason to summon Koroko. When he had his friend in battle with him, he felt a lot safer. Koroko would always be Kankiro's friend, no matter what. "Guess it's time we teach these kids a lesson, eh Koroko?" Kankiro said softly to his puppet. Since the girl was in the less problematic position for Koroko to attack, that's what Kankiro did. He flipped his left hand around and pushed it forwards, causing the puppet to fly towards the girl at an incredible pace.

Then, as apposed to having his left index finger and his left ring finger crooked, he straightened them out, which caused Koroko's blades to protrude from his hands. Kankiro finished off the attack by stretching his hand out as far as it would go, width-wise, causing Koroko arm's to stretch out, then Kankiro brought his hand back into the normal position. Timed correctly, this would make Koroko attack the girl in a swiping motion of both hands, slicing her at the hips. She would have to find a way to block from both sides, or dodge. Both would prove rather difficult.

Misuto noticed, his words were ignored. Nevertheless Misuto saw that the smaller ninja rushed into battle and tried to attack the other ninjas which was beside Miauto just a few feets away from him. Misuto ran, not at full speed but in a good paste. He knew this meant bussiness and something here could go wrong even if they didn't wanted to do so. Misuto then as he saw the girl tried to land a few hits on the other guy. Although the other seemed to react fast to at the moment. Backflipping backwards away from the girl.

Misuto saw the girls fighting style, she likes to fight hand to hand. Although in Misuto's eye, she didn't quite fought at her otential. A taijutsu user always has great speed, and knows when to hide it. Misuto himself sometimes do that, although this was not the case.

Misuto then tried to activate the byakugan. Although a sudden head ache came upon his head. He felt as if he was just hit with a wooden bat over his head. It made him stop. As he hold on to his eyes. Perhaps Misuto was yet to have the full abilities of his KKG. After a second, he angrily slapped his head. Trying to make the pain go away. And so it did. As he did so, he activated the Byakugan. Although the byakugan was stronger. As he was able to see much better than before. Although the time that he had spent making that pain away, was fully covered with dirt at the moment. He could still see.

The other small girl stood still unfocused and possibly off balance after she tried to hit the other guy. In the other side, Misuto looked at, looking at the the other one. Although this time he could see two persons. Although one was being controlled by the guy. This made him notice he was a puppet user. As he was actually channeling chakra to the puppet to controll it. Sooner than expected he began to try to attack the girl. Making this harder than what it already is for Misuto. Misuto could see with his byakugan as the the guy would try to hit the girl. The girl still having a little bit of time to move, certainly she would be slashed. Unless she would finally release that speed and let it burst out.

Like the unexpected, Misuto quickly charged by the middle of both of them. Hoping to stop the puppet from attack her. This could be painfull, although Misuto didn't cared. He just wanted peace and that was something he would not have if he didn't resolve this quickly. 'Damn.'Misuto tought to himself as he saw that the puppet getting closer to the girl. With small amount of chakra pumped into his feets.

He leaped off into the area where the puppet had gone. At this moment he could see that the puppet had revealed blades upon his arms. And streched out to attack it. It was a second before when he reached the point in which he quickly had to jump into the middle of both the puppet and the girl. As a bubble aura began to form around the Hyuuga. Defleting and more likely to break the puppet as it hits the blue chakra sphere that protected Misuto and any attacks coming up to him.

Jutsu used~ Palm RotationI can't actually put the jutsu here, as I'm having trouble with my copying and pasting.

OOC - Fair warning, I apologize if this post is bad, shorter than normal, etc. etc. I'm feeling really bad, and thus my writing skills are not all here. ^^ 'Sides, I'm not quite sure how to handle the puppet vs. Kaiten, since I don't know if Aaron-san will make the puppet dodge or whatnot. Ignore the discrepancies in my post if something happens like that, I dunno. You all can deal. XP

Paks hissed as her quarry dexterously flipped backwards and out of her immediate striking range. Her irritation rose further when he suddenly decided to pull another annoying trick and summon some sort of puppet. Her face contorted into a nasty frown at the sight of the thing, but before she could react it was flying towards her with lethal intent.

Paks tensed her legs, mind flicking from option to option as she tried to think of a way out of that things path of destruction. Luckily, before she had to act or show any of her skills best kept hidden, the other shinobi seemed to want to play hero or something as he leaped in between her and the puppet and released a sudden burst of chakra while rotating with enough force to probably block that beast thing. At the very least he was now in its path instead of Paks.

She couldn't say she was thankful, it was his own idiotic choice to make, but Paks could certainly take advantage of the shinobi's noble act. Nimbly darting to the side, she resisted the urge to attack again impulsively and instead edged to the side of the street, doing her best to stay out of the range of the two others spat. Hopefully the puppeteer would be paying most of his attention on the other one, and he wouldn't decided to attack her again just yet. For the moment, she needed to get close enough to be within striking range before she tried anything else.

Just as Koroko was getting within range of the little girl, the spare shinobi jumped in the way. His eyes had changed. The veins around them had protruded. It was clear he possessed the Kekkai Genkkai of the Hyuuga Clan from Konohagakure no Sato- the Byakugan. "But why?" Kankiro thought to himself in his head. "Isn't that Dojutsu from Konoha, why is he, a shinobi of Suna, in possession of it?"

Thoughts began flying through Kankiro's head, before he realised the Hyuuga wouldn't have just jumped in the way to be slashed at by his puppet. He was going to counter. Kankiro pulled down with his left hand, then spun his whole body around and pushed his left hand forward. The Hyuuga in the sky began to rotate, chakra in the shape of a sphere all around him.

But now Koroko was out of the way of the jutsu, Kankiro took no notice. He was looking for the little girl. It would still be easier to attack her, than have to go up against a kekkai genkkai jutsu of the Hyuuga clan, which was especially equipped for fighting his weaponry. So, Kankiro scanned the area for the younger girl.

Then, he spotted her. She was stood at the side of the street, partially hidden by a local shop. Kankiro considered smashing Koroko through the building to attack her, but he was already in enough trouble with the village elders to want to do anything like that. Plus, in his own eerie way, he did like Sunagakure no Sato.

Tossing aside his last thought, he made Koroko slide to left towards the young girl, by a slight flick of his hand to the left. Koroko slid eerily towards her, but still with great speed. Seeing as his blades were still active, he decided to use them, instead of using any other weapons. "B-but, maybe that would be obvious?" Kankiro thought to himself.

He was finding it a little harder to concentrate since learning one of the opposing ninja was a Hyuuga, a member of one of the most famous clans to come out of Konohagakure. But he would not let that cloud his judgement, he had to think. His puppet still flying at her, he decided it would be less expected to use a different weapon besides his blades.

Koroko flipped around slghtly so he was facing the girl, the his stomach opened, and three kunai sprung out, flying at the girl with great pace. She was in a rather confined area, but Kankiro had a feeling she would find a way to escape. Kankiro found himself rather clouded, as he tried to clarify himself.

Misuto in mid air, still rotating, as he laned it could be seen a small crater in the floor. Eventhough Misuto wasn't actually in the floor, the chakra that surround him made all the work. As he fell with a gently step in the floor he stood in his clan's stance. One hand in front and the other right behinds. Both with the palms open pointing at the puppet boy. By this time, he would probably know he was a Hyuuga. And probably was already finding a way to find a weakness on Misuto. Although Misuto didn't cared.

He could see that the sphere of chakra didn't do nothing at all. And after he protected and shielded the girl. The girl managed to run away from the actual place where she was standing before. Perhaps she was trying to run away, or perhaps she was trying to find an opening.

Although her act was soon spoiled as Misuto saw the puppet guy had already prepared another assault on her. And tried to attack her once more. This time Misuto stood and saw as the puppet actually flew in inmense speed and threw about three kunais. Misuto thought he would actually do the same thing again and use the blades. But it was an easy attack so he didn't tried to make the same mistake.

But instead focused on the pupper guy. The puppet guy seemed defenseless, as he saw that the puppet was too far to come and protect him. At this point the kunais would be in mid way as he didn't throwed them with enough force. With a sudden movement Misuto quickly rushed into battle and get up close. Knowing he's a puppet user, he wouldnt be able to react as fast when heis puppet is far away,and doing its job. Rushing at high speeds, he quickly body flickered in front of the puppet guy. About 2 feets from him. He didn't intended to do nothing too harsh, but he preffered to more likely inmobolize him abit. As the Hyuuga quickly began to slam his left palm at the target. Sending an invisible wave of chakra to actually knock the opponent back. Although it doesnt really hit the target it still hits the tenketsu points. Clearly this will probably hit him. As he did the taijutsu technique he thought to himself. "This should stop him"

Jutsu Used:
~Shunshin No Jutsu
~Eight Divination Sign Air Palm

OOC - I'm at work. So this is short. ^^ And rather disjointed, I keep having to pause when someone comes in.

Paks' eyes narrowed as she tsked in irritation. The puppet user obviously didn't care for his other opponent. Shrugging her slim shoulders in such a way that she limbered them through the motion, Paks eyed the speeding puppet with disdain. What she wouldn't give for a good Katon jutsu right now. The puppet raced forward, before what was its stomach seemed to open up and several kunai flew forth.

...He was attacking her with kunai when he had those swords already revealed? Really? Her irritation bubbled higher, and Paks quickly stepped to the side, judging the distance and trajectories of the kunai with her eyes before shifting to the side just enough that they would whiz by her, a hairsbreadth away from cutting her skin. Blood pumping through her veins, Paks turned angry eyes to the puppet.

She really did not like that thing. Drawing a kunai, Paks deliberately slashed the blade across her palm, pushing the metal in so that it bit deeply. As her blood began to flow heavily, she darted forward towards the puppet, her movements sure and controlled. Another palm strike later with her uncut hand, really a feint as she stopped the motion before it was fully completed but far enough in that her opponent might react in a defensive manner. And then her cut hand was thrust forward, slick with blood she managed to put enough force behind the motion that the blood went airborne and flew towards the puppet.

[[OOC: Wow, such dedications Paks. I thought you said you worked in a store, why would their be a computer in a store?]]

As predicted, Kankiro's kunai missed the girl. "She's good." he smirked to himself. Kankiro didn't really have a clear vision of her, but he was watching closely, his puppet in the standard position to attack or defend. He saw a gush of blood. But the kunai hadn't hit her. "What was that?"

Then he saw a flash in front of Koroko. He only managed to pull his index finger up in time, so Koroko could defend himself from her slashing attacked. A drop of pure-purple poison slid off of the egde of Koroko's right blade. His two blades were in an 'X' defensive position. Kankiro's own fingers were crossed, to control this movement.

Kankiro was watching carefully. The girl had slashed her palm. Thinking back in his head, that explained the gash of blood from earlier. But she was striking with her unharmed hand. Making an open wound was a big mistake when Koroko used poison. Kankiro was just about to manouever Koroko to slash her blood with his poison, Kankiro felt a disturbance in the wind.

He turned his head swiftly to see what it was, and saw the Hyuuga in his taijutsu stance. "Sh*t!" Kankiro thought. He had to retreat, again. He flipped backwards up onto the roof behind him. Of course, his strings were still attached the Koroko, so Koroko came with him, following like an obidient dog.

Kankiro was stood on top of the rooftop now. This fight was probably going to attract more attention that wise. But Kankiro's head was spinning. "Why is this Hyuuga attacking me?" he thought to himself angrily. "I did nothing wrong to him, I could've attacked him much before-hand. It is the girl who is causing all the problems." As the thought came into his mind, Kankiro's gaze moved from the Hyuuga's to the girl, who was half hidden in shadow, as the sun was setting at a glorious rate.

It will be night-time soon. Kankiro was getting kind of tired. "Bah, it was fun whilst it lasted." Kankiro said. He performed a simple sealing jutsu technique, and Koroko returned to his scroll. "Until next time, my friend." Kankiro thought. Kankiro turned on his heel, and jumped down from the building. Then, he turned back to the Hyuuga.

"I will find out why you're here." Kankiro said simply to him. Then, deciding to do something rather rash for him, Kankiro walked past the Hyuuga and back to the younger girl. "You have great abilities, for such a young girl. Nurture your gift, and you could become one of the strongest shinobi Sunagakure has produced in a while." Kankiro formed a handsign and flickered down the road.

It wasn't like him to give compliments or advice, but that girl deserved it. As for the Hyuuga, he hated him. The idiot trying to keep peace. What did he know, not even being native to Sunagakure? He would deal with him another time, just not now. At least he had got a taster of both their tactics for when they met again.

[[ooc: I don't know how you reacted so fast to the attack,but whatever. Ex: You was busy trying to hit Paks, and I had used Shuninshin in which was too fast for you to even react. And by the time you tried to pull your puppet back or jump off, I would of already hit you. Even if I didnt touch you.]]

Misuto stayed hoped he would of had hit the opponent. Sadly the puppet too 'fast' against Misuto's attack. Misuto quickly jumped back as he saw that the puppet guy had retreated and evaded his attack. He cared not, but all he wanted to do was to shut them both up. He didn't cared of anything else.

He wasn't on nobody's side, he was just trying to keep order in Suna. He had revealed his ability now, and they was probably wandering why a Hyuuga was wandering off in Suna.After a short while the puppet guy sealed his puppet on a scroll. And then walked up to the girl. He seemed to have looked at Hyuuga with hate. In which was soemthing Misuto more likely didn't cared. Whether he thought Misuto was against him or not, he cared nothing.

The puppet guy made a few comments although Misuto didn't even payed attention as he then began to walk away. Sliding his white hood above his head as he walked. Although he knew they would all meet again, he didnt cared and tried not to even think about that. Instead he walked slowly to his house to get soem rest.

OOC - I carried it in. XP And they don't care so long as I get off when someone comes in. ^^

Paks frowned, eying the swords dripping with poison with some appreciation. Then again, he didn't have to be so blatant about it, that sort of detracted from things really. As she moved forward to attack the puppet again, Paks was suddenly deprived of her target as the puppeteer flipped onto a nearby rooftop, his puppet following.

Paks' frown deepened. That was... unfair. He couldn't reveal something like that and then just run away! He was supposed to fight her until her anger dissipated, this was just serving to make it worse! Paks growled at the Suna Genin as he walked past her, his words meaning nothing in the face of her wrath.

Before he could disappear, she pivoted on her heel and hissed at him, "You jerk, you can't just pull out a poison and not use it! Come back here!"

Of course, he used a jutsu to amplify his speed and disappeared down the road, probably too quickly to have heard her adamant demand. Well geeze... Paks glanced down at her cut hand, ignoring the tingling feeling in her palm as the blood began to irritate her skin. The next time she saw that idiot, he better try to poison her, or Paks was going to take that puppet apart. She might just do that anyway, as retribution.

Ch, stalking off Paks ignored the other shinobi, she still had to go find some kunai too. Well splendid, today was turning out just fine.