D Rank Mission: The Sentei Family

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Takahashi allowed his eyes open in thin slits, slowly allowing the sunlight diffuse into the dark black pupils of the eyes. He reached for his katana, his pale hand grabbing at the slim weapon. Firmly grasping it, he used its sheath to help him up, the cheaply-made carpet crumpling underneath his weight. His room was a mess; Takahashi didn’t feel the need to clean it. He allowed it to stay in its ramshackle condition so long as he could function properly in it, which he could. Why put in unnecessary effort in something that wasn’t going to do any good? People who focused on aesthetics usually were overbearing and insatiable. He felt exhausted even though he had just awoken. A cold shower might do him some good. He slipped out of his cloths and slid into the shower allowing cool water to run down his body. Standing in the water for five minutes, his initially warm body began to feel cold under the near-freezing water. Yelping in surprise, he jumped out of the shower in order to avoid a nosebleed from the volatile change in temperature of his body. Quickly wiping himself down with a towel, Takahashi felt relaxed. Sliding into a clean robe and pants, the boy strapped his katana to his back and rummaged through his training equipment and weapons for something suitable for today’s adventures. Suddenly, the boy’s ears perked up as a clunk was heard on the far windowsill, hollow but resounding.


SFX: Clunk… Cawwww


It was a bird, for sure, but not just any bird. He could recognize the caw from miles away. It was the call of a Sunagakure Messenger Bird, sent from the Aviary. What could be so urgent as for them to send a bird? Takahashi opened his window and with a flurry of feathers, the bird came in. Attached to its leg was a scroll in which Takahashi eagerly opened. It was the distinct scroll of a mission. The boy quickly read through its contents. At first glance, he gathered one thing: that it was a longer mission description than any other that he had experienced yet. It was definitely going to be complicated, or at least, his wishful mind believed it would be. It was a C-Ranked Mission, good… better than a D-Ranked for sure. Soon, he let himself dream into the world of The Sentei Family. Little did he know, the dream would become a nightmare full of suspicion and intrigue.


The Sentei Family – C-Ranked Mission
Mission Description: The Sentei Family of The Wind Country has requested professional service from a genin. The Sentei Family is an extremely rich non-shinobi family that holds much influence and power over the Wind Country’s Daiyamo. They reside just outside of Sunagakure in the village of Kantou. It, however, has no power in the village hidden in Sand. They have several different strict customs and etiquettes that are unique to the family. We do not know why they have a need for a genin or their motives, considering they have been relatively hostile towards the village and have never been in need of a genin before. The family have told us through a messenger that the genin will clean, cook, and take care of the members of their family. They will not have anyone of any higher rank. Therefore, we not only need a handy genin who can serve them well, but we need eyes in their family. There may be nothing wrong with the Sentei Family, but if there is, they will most definitely hide it from you. Therefore, your mission is to keep yourself from being suspected, but at the same time pry into the inner workings of their family.

Pay: $165


Takahashi had read through the scroll twice, the second time for more detail and to see if there were any instructions that he had skipped over in his eagerness. On the surface, the mission sounded typical. Go to a rich family; help them with whatever they needed. However, if it was just a typical mission, why would the pay be so high? In fact, the pay was higher than he would have ever imagined, or hoped for. It was so high, that it almost reached the cap for C-Ranked Missions at $200. So why was this anything but the ordinary? Well, for one, this family had done something unprecedented: they had requested help from a genin of Sunagakure. Not only that, but they insisted on it being a genin. Why had they so ferociously insisted on it being a genin; surely, a chuunin could do an equally good job, if not better. Thoughts ran through Takahashi’s mind, some so far-fetched that he knew it was just a product of wishful thinking… maybe they thought that a genin would be easier for them to hold a genin hostage for large sums of money. The boy didn’t know nor did he want to know. He wanted to find out for himself. There were several other reasons why this was out of the ordinary. This family had been hostile towards Sunagakure for years: they were loyal only to the Daiyamo of the Wind Country. So why did they want to hire a Sunagakure Genin? Surely, they wanted to bring Sunagakure down so they could attain much power within the Wind Country. Then again, there could be nothing wrong with them.

Immediately, Takahashi began packing different supplies. He put away the training weights and took out some important materials like kunai, shuriken, wire, and pills. Each one were items essential on any mission. Sure, he most likely wouldn’t come into combat, but these materials always would come in handy. Takahashi could just imagine himself using the pills to boost up his chakra in order to stab through the wooden prison that he was being held captive in with a kunai. He smiled at the thought… but alas, if there was something too dangerous, Sunagakure would definitely decline sending him. He grinned to himself and when he was fully dressed, the boy jumped out of the steel window and sped through the streets towards the southern gate of the village. The cobblestone underneath him felt solid and strong compared to his fluffy bed; he felt secure and ready to accomplish something important. As he walked there was some doubt in his mind, hanging over his thoughts like ominous clouds.

Takahashi: (I hope this mission lives up to all the hype I’m giving it.)

Soon, he arrived at the gate in which two shinobi stood, sturdy and proud. It was the Northern Gate. The gate was a tall arc; it was the only thing that separated the urban town from the vast and barren desert. Peeking past the burly gatekeepers, Takahashi saw the distant town of Kantou. That was where his mission would take place… it would be the place where he would carry out his duty as a Sunagakure Shinobi. Almost mesmerized, it took one of the guards to shake him fiercely, effectively awaking him from his reverie. Takahashi gave the two men a quick grin, flashing his headband at them, and sped into the desert, the humidity burning his nerves.

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He had arrived at the town of Kantou, the setting of his mission. Without a second thought or worry, he entered the city. At first glance, it looked barren and desolate; however, upon sharper observation, signs of inhabitance were distinct under the masking isolation of the town. One evident sign of life could be found in the more dilapidated parts of the town, a sign that caught his eye quickly. Takahashi looked at the old tin building; it seems to have been there since the beginning of time. Its strong posts and nonchalant slouch made him wonder if it will be rooted in the same place forever. Not only that, but it seemed to give off a rural feeling, that of a hillside cottage. It was easy to notice, standing out from the slums that inhabited the rest of the city, or at least the rest of the city that Takahashi had seen. As the genin walked in, the strong, rustic smell of hickory wood assailed him, attacking with sharp and puncturing scents. The smell wasn’t disgusting, but invigorating… almost addictive. It took Takahashi back to the times when his family had celebrated Naruto, The Hokage’s Birthday, when the hickory chips smoking the ribs gave off their thick aroma. He waited for his eyes to adjust in the dark, humid place, not taking a step until they did because of some ageless spider that could have made its home in the genin’s path. He could sense its presence, just waiting to crawl all over him, eager that it had some company. Takahashi’s tongue already asked for a drink of water as he breathed the musty air littered with sawdust.

Why was he even exploring this antiquated house? He had no answer for his own question, but decided to continue working his way through the house, in search of answers. Answers to what? Why, his own questions, of course. Takahashi walked past several sculptures and a rickety staircase, tiptoeing in case that spider was listening, but at the same time making sure he had proper footing on the uneven floor. Takahashi brushed against a wall of the old building that he realized was more like a shed, and a mat of spiderwebs clung to his shirt, refusing to come off. The roar of silence pierced his ears; Takahashi longed for sound in the silent and gloomy house.

As if god himself had granted him his wish, a crash broke the silence. This time, it was a roar of shattering glass that pierced his ears, forcing him to double over in surprise: now, he longed for silence – would he never get what he wanted? The source of the sound was definitely from a window… a broken window. Takahashi finally came to the end of the tin house where a large glass window was shattered, shards and shrapnel laying askew across the floor. The genin instinctively gripped his katana and looked around for any signs of the culprit. Then, a wave of guilt flashed through his body. He was the culprit: he was a trespasser. What business did he have here other than satisfying his damned curiosity? Suddenly, he found something on the floor… it was a headband of a shinobi from Sunagakure. He felt his own wrapped securely on his head… where could this have come from? Was it the object that had shattered the window and the silence?

He looked out passed the headband that he was now clutching in the hand, passed the shattered window and run down house, passed the dilapidated part of the town and past the wind country, through the boundaries of the world and into the sky where he saw, like a painting, the sun. It was the ultimate light that paved his path everyday with the glorious rays. Slipping the headband into his pouch in a secretive way, he tiptoed out of the house in the same manner that he had came in, unable to bring himself to climb out of the window. About to leave he whirled around, almost expecting to see that spider jump out him again. Seeing nothing, he turned around again and walked out of the door into the outside world.

Takahashi: (Ahhh… the light! Damn, why did my eyes have to adjust again…)

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Moving swiftly through the open streets, he began to travel into the more inhabited parts of the town... parts where he could actually see human beings. Takahashi had never been here, but he had a feeling like someone was watching him. Constantly jerking his head around to see if he could catch a pairs of eyes gleaming at him mischievously, he realized he was being too paranoid. It was all because of that damned headband, the one that he had found as a result of strange and random occurrences and luck, be it good or bad, he had no clue. It seemed like with every step, a new part of the town was revealed. Starting out in the "ghetto" of Kantou City, he was now starting to enter some relatively richer parts of towns where paint didn't peel off of the houses and tarps weren't set up to shield the people from rain. In fact, after several more minutes of traveling, he began to see some very big houses, rivaling that of an average Konoha House. Then, to his astonishment, he found several mansions. Soon, he arrived at a massive mansion, the size of it completely dwarfing any that he had ever seen before, except for Kazekage's Office and The Ketsueki Mansion. Surely, the owner of this house had to be also the owner of a lucrative business. Whenever he had aspired to live in a mansion, voicing his wishes to his parents, they had always shot them down saying things like, "It may look good, but who is going to mow your lawn and clean the house?" Takahashi always dismissed these comments as menial comebacks, but seeing this house made him almost appreciate how much work had to be put in in order to keep the mansion in top shape. Suddenly, the genin came up to a gate, an ominous breeze of wind blowing through the town, ruffling his hair. Upon the gates were engraved, in gold, the name:


The Sentei Family


Those words rang through his mind like cowbells, shaking him awake. He knew what he had "stumbled" on, and he definitely didn't stumble on something trivial. This was where his mission was going to be held, carried out, and executed. Once he entered through these gates, according to his mission scroll, he would be the property of The Sentei Family; Sunagakure definitely didn't describe it as the friendliest families. In fact, there was a soft but distinct undertone during the entire Mission Description that made each and every one of his hairs prickle up in anticipation, like something bad was going to happen. Maybe this was a premonition, foreshadowing something that was really going to happen. Who knew? Takahashi would just have to take whatever was thrown at him, and take it like a shinobi that he was. Rapping his knuckles quickly in a little beat, he tried to get the attention of whoever might be in the house. As his hard knuckles met the freezing steel, he flinched. Suddenly, the gates swung open and a gateman appeared from behind a brick wall to greet him, though nothing on his face gave away anything but the fact that he wasn't exactly welcome. Shaking off his annoyance, he tried to smile. The annoyance came from the fact that he was here to help The Sentei Family, not to be treated like crap. He was doing them a favor and he had better be treated with some dignity; Dignity he was given. The Gateman sensed some animosity and indignity in Takahashi's attitude and immediately raised an eyebrow. Takahashi ignored, quite bluntly.

Gatesman: You know, you're not the good guy around here. Don't try to act like you're doing us all a favor by coming here... please. We pay you for this, so none of this bull. Yeah, surprised? That's what I thought... I can't read your mind but I can come pretty close to it so get rid of that smug attitude before I rub it off of you with these very hands.

Showing his ruddy hands, Takahashi flinched and relaxed his facial muscles as to not accidentally provoke this man.

Takahashi: (Here we go...)

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The man's bulging features weren't exactly the ideal welcoming sign for Takahashi. A little uncomfortable in this gateman's wake, he took a cautious step backwards and tried to look for signs of anyone else. Alas, there was none, and he was forced to focus his attention, once again, on the gateman. His eyebrows were furrowed, eyes piercing. There was no escaping his glare. The genin took up a comfortable standing position, tapping his feet on the ground several times patiently and expectantly. Looking up at the sky, he saw several black dots; no doubt some aviary animal soaring the skies. It was a game of silence. Who could last longer?


Takahashi: (Screw it)


Quickly, the boy jumped up and sped past the burly gateman, making his way towards the mansion door. Behind him, the man's face was contorted in fury, but something stopped him from rushing towards Takahashi in an attempt to stop him. That something was fleeting, but evident in the man's eyes. It was fear. That was when the door opened, when the mission begun... revealing a lanky man with much facial hair. He towered over the genin eyeing him with a raised, bushy eyebrow. Humbled by this calm man, lacking emotion in his pale face, Takahashi's initially mischievous features turned solemn. He felt the need to say something to break this unbearable silence.


Takahashi: Uh, sorry. My name is Takahashi... and, well, I'm here to... uh... for the mission. From Sunagakure.... yeah.


The man didn't respond to the stuttering genin and turned around, walking into the massive house... footsteps echoing through the empty passageways. Takahashi didn't know what else to do, so he followed. The house was like a museum. There were many different sculptures and paintings, all by prominent artists. There were parchments on the walls, carrying nontrivial words. The boy looked around as if he were in a library.

Suddenly, he remembered what his job was here, besides helping The Sentei Family. His job was to serve as the eyes of Sunagakure. He was to note any suspicious actions and to see if this family was doing anything wrong or harmful to the Village Hidden in Sand. Suddenly, he looked around again. The sculptures seemed to be writhing in agony, the paintings obscured by strange light, and the parchments dangling precariously from the walls, the words strange and foreign. Was there really something wrong? Suddenly, the lanky man's steps grew lengthier and Takahashi had to break out in a run in order to keep up. Soon, they arrived at a library in which the man motioned for him to wait.

The very books on the shelves were old in age, resembling the age of the house. The door slammed shut as the pale man left. Heaving a long sigh, the boy scanned the books on the wall. The titles ranged from "A Night with Jane" to "The Strategical Systems of The New Deal". There were some intriguing names like "The First Daiyamo" and "Weaponry". Soon, Takahashi was drawn into the world of books, failing to notice his surroundings. He skipped from title to title, not daring to pick them up. Imagination soaring and mind racing, he coveted the books, wishing he had such a large and diverse collection in his home.


Ahem.


Takahashi whirled around in surprise to see a woman... quite a plump one at that. She had on a silk dress and her hair was still wet from a recently taken shower. Upon her face was poorly put on makeup and eyeliner, the elegance of her features indistinguishable. The frown that covered her face made it only worse.


Woman: So... you've come to the Sentei Family. I am Mrs. Sentei and I'll be giving you your chores. The first thing will be straightening up the bookshelves. Some of these books are thrown all over the place. Straighten them up and then I'll give you your next job.


Takahashi shrugged. In the distance, he thought he heard moaning... Suddenly, a face appeared in the window of the room. It was a child's face... eleven or twelve years in this world. Upon seeing Takahashi, the boy ducked his head down and ran away. Mrs. Sentei seemed to notice the boy too, but said nothing. Something was wrong.

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He had been working for two hours now, the work not physically challenging, but mentally. The once fresh experience of scanning the books on the shelves became tedious. He realized every time he paused, it was time wasted. Soon, his longing to finish the job grew so large, that he tried to shove some of the books behind the shelves instead of fitting them nicely on the bookshelf. However, soon, his conscience won against his desires and he placed them neatly in their home. Before long, and to his deep satisfaction, the books were done and he waited for the plump lady to emerge again, as she said she would. The door creaked open and the genin, expecting to see Mrs. Sentei, yelped in seeing the boy who had peeked through the window. The boy's lips were sweating and looked like a nervous wreck.


Boy: Hi. I just want to say... make sure you do your best! Please...


Takahashi was confused... he had to voice his questions, though he felt a little uncomfortable talking to a child.


Takahashi: Wait, what do you mean...

Boy: Please... I beg of you.


Soon, the child slipped through the opening in the door, Takahashi listening to his steps resound throughout the building. Almost mesmerized, the genin jumped when Mrs. Sentei bustled in. The woman, without so much as nodding at Takahashi, began scanning the bookshelves. As she looked behind the shelves, Takahashi was glad he had made the right decision. Satisfied, she looked at the genin, almost mad that he had completed the work without any troubles.


Mrs. Sentei: Alright, you passed this time. Your next job is to climb from the ground to the roof and retrieve a football that was thrown up there. You have to start from the ground.


Without any further ado, she left the room leaving Takahashi utterly confused. The sudden occurrences left him dumbfounded.


Takahashi: (Why would she emphasize the fact that I would have to start from the ground? That's just absurd.)


No matter how absurd it was, he had to comply. He moved down the stairs and onto the ground level, where he left the mansion. There was no sign of the gatesman, thankfully. Looking up, he realized that it would be a long climb. He wished he brought his chakra pills. Bending down a little, he began to ascend, step by step. Each step was backed with chakra and each step made him more tired. Looking down from where he was, half way through the mansion, he saw the boy with the pale face gazing up at him. Climbing a little bit more, the boy had once again disappeared.


Takahashi: (What's with that boy?)


It was then when he thought he heard the moaning again...

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Once Takahashi was closer to the top of the mansion, he began feeling more comfortable, breathing more freely and swinging his arms from side to side. Each step was an exhilarating adventure, bringing him closer to his destination. It was a football that he was looking for... Though quite wasn't a very common sport in shinobi customs, it was quite customary under ordinary standards. The genin looked at football players with a certain disgust... did it come from the fact that they rolled around in the dirt or tackled each other? As comical images of shinobi playing football flashed through his mind, Takahashi retrieved the football.

Confused at what he should do next, he looked around aimlessly. Unable to find an object towards which he could throw the football to, Takahashi decided to carry it back down. Slowly, the genin took a step onto the wall... the descent was much more difficult than the ascent. Soon, he was halfway down and again, he began to grow more and more comfortable. The ground had become closer and closer away and he felt more secure.


???: Hey, hey... PASS IT!


Could it be? If Takahashi wasn't mistaken, that was none other than the lanky man with a large beard from earlier... the one who didn't say a word to him and led him into the library. At first impression, Takahashi had thought the man seemed a little reclusive... but it was definitely an impossibility with the volume of his shouts. They were so that Takahashi couldn't ignore. While he prepared to position himself to throw it, he had to do something to quell the cries coming from across the Sentei's front yard.


Takahashi: Yes, sir... right away.


But alas, the man didn't stop. Annoyed, Takahashi spun around and wailed the football across the field towards the man. His throw was trained, and consequentially, it spun in an ugly spiral towards the man. He jumped up and caught it in between two hands and grinned wildly. With the grin, the genin couldn't help but think that he was taunting him. Soon, the man was doing a type of dance with the football, running to and fro holding the ball like it was a trophy. By the time the boy reached the ground, the man had started running!


Takahashi: What in the name of... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!


The man laughed child-like and whooped quite loudly. He tossed up the football and caught it, gloating. What was this man doing? What did he want with the football?


Man: HAHA... Mrs. Sentei will be FURIOUS!


Takahashi then knew what he was doing... Luckily, though this man's paces were long, they weren't fast and Takahashi could easily outrun him. Increasing his pace, he had practically caught up with the man. However, this guy didn't seem surprised at all and turned around, stopping. Suddenly, a boy around Takahashi's age by the look of it came running from the inside the mansion. He was wearing a jersey of some sort and a baseball cap. The lanky man threw the ball with enviable spin towards the boy who caught it with ease...


Man: There you go, James!

James: Tehe... you may be able to catch my dad, but not me... go practice for a couple years and then you might have a chance.

Takahashi: You wanna bet?


When they started running, he realized there were some truth in the boy's words. He was at least five times faster than his father. James was a sports player for sure... had to run track or something because the faster Takahashi got, the faster he did. After several minutes of racing around the massive front yard, Takahashi realized that this was pointless... he would never catch the boy. He had to mix it up one way or another. As the boy ran on, Takahashi stopped in his tracks.


Takahashi: (How am I going to catch that kid?)


The answer was all too obvious for someone like him. Immediately, he plucked out a small bottle from his pouch and took a sip of it. Quickly, the genin took a sip of it. The all too welcome feeling of bulging in his legs took affect and Takahashi felt power that he hadn't felt since the last time he used the jutsu. The boy, James, was looking backwards now, wondering what was going on. The man who was watching from afar raised an eyebrow curiously. With a devilish grin, Takahashi sped forward and in several leaps, he was ahead of the boy and he quickly kicked the football, with astounding power and accuracy, from the boy's hand. The ball flew high into the air and came down into Takahashi's hands. Without a second glance, the boy walked into the house to find Mrs. Sentei...

Victory was his.

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Well, Takahashi entered the house, made his way back to the library, and realized that he had come face to face with a group of people. One was Mrs. Sentei, the quite large and bossy woman. The next was the lanky man, who was quite evidentially, Mr. Sentei.... he had more than one side to his personality. Finally, under Mrs. Sentei's half-embrace, was James, their son... the kid who was devilish fast. In Mrs. Sentei's free hand (for one was hugging James tightly) was the football.


Takahashi: (I came here as a spy for Sungakure... I gotta live it up. They are acting really suspicious... I wonder....)


SFX: Snap, Snap


Two snaps came from the fingers of Mrs. Sentei's hand after she had dropped the football. Then with smug grins, they three left the library, being replaced by three burly men. There was one exit to the room, the door in which the Senteis had just left. Two guards stood in front of it with large black bats while one stood by the window. They looked cruel and formidable... Takahashi would hate to have to confront them. What was happening? Why was he being treated like a prisoner... ???


Takahashi: (I KNEW IT... So they are going to take me hostage now, are they? Then they're going to force Konoha to give them more money in order for them to return me... those sneaky bastards.)


He looked for any other possible escape routes but found none. The black-haired genin was most definitely screwed. But he couldn't let them do this to him... he was stuck in a room with three men willing to do what it took to stop him from escaping. Meanwhile, the Senteis could do what they wanted! This wasn't right... he could just imagine James laughing in glee... this was terrible. He was too preoccupied in screwing around and doing the pointless chores to pay much attention to the Senteis! There had to be some way...


Takahashi: (Hmmmmmmmm... How do I escape? Well, there are a few ways. I could do the stupid thing and try to use force to escape... or I could toy around with them a little and just go with teh flow.)


Obviously, he chose the latter. Luckily, he was a shinobi, and shinobi were always prepared. Bending down, he reached into his pouch and pulled out two smoke bombs. Throwing one at the door and one at the window, he jumped up and hung, upside-down, bat-like, on the ceiling. He waited for hell to break loose underneath... but nothing happened. When the smoke cleared, the same three men were standing in the same three places! They hadn't even moved a step or flinched...


Damn.


Sometimes, frustration and anger gets the better of common sense. And sometimes, common sense isn't really the most sensible thing. Well, that was most definitely the case here. Attaching two explosive tags to two kunai, he threw them where the dead smoke-bombs were. Explosion followed and three black shapes threw themselves to the side. Yells and roars followed as Takahashi tiptoed away. He made his way through the front yard and made a dash towards the front gate. Suddenly, the gates closed....


THE GATEMAN!


It was that gateman from earlier... the one who had practically read his mind. This wasn't a good time for him to show up because Takahashi didn't feel like playing. Also, his first encounter with this guy hadn't been that great. The genin had to make up for some of that rudeness that he had to put up with. Grinning at the opportunity, the boy landing a powerful kick on the man's face, jumped up and vaulted over the gate, sticking out his butt towards the dazed man and running. Behind him, he could here multiple words that would be inappropriate for public use used in long strings and combinations.


???: AHEM...


He had come face to face with all three Senteis... and the moaning boy from earlier! Now, that boy had an ear to ear grin across his face. Takahashi raised an eyebrow.


Mrs. Sentei: Well, we've decided to send our youngest son to the Shinobi Academy, thanks to your help.

Mr. Sentei: Even if you took out our three guards, mauled our Gatesman...

James: Beat me in a race, kicked the ball outa my hands...

Mrs. Sentei: I have to admit, you did do a pretty good job on my bookshelf. You see, we were hostile towards shinobi like you mainly because we were afraid of them. We got so angry when our youngest son, Tommy, ran away to go join the academy. We immediately took him back. But, we had to learn more of the shinobi so we sent for a shinobi to come here. WE set up the tasks for him to see if our son, was worthy to become one of you. You proved that, with your skills and abilities, that the shinobi are worthy of having our son.

Tommy: Now, the only problem is that... someone... threw my shinobi headband away!!!

James: Haha, my bad...


Takahashi took out the headband, giving it to Tommy with grace. He grinned, everything had happened too quickly. Tommy looked up with wonder and awe and accepted the headband. He didn't ask questions and took Takahashi's hand...


Takahashi: Haha, lets go back to Sunagakure.


Then, with a quick kick, the genin blasted the football right out of James' hand, picked up Tommy, and ran as fast as he could with the rest of the Sentei's yelling protest..



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I'm gonna rank this down to a D rank Oip so I can give you a good score and not feel bad. It was well written and a good concept. Not as good as your last one, but a lot of work went into this. I don't have much bad to say about this rather than it dragged a little bit, and I wasn't so interested in the story as much as I could have been. It is not C rank material because it is a little short, if I had kept this a C rank I would have had to give you a lower score.

Approved as a D rank.