Merely a late christmas [Private;Hibi]

Would it be classified and gullible, she had more thought of it as a choice of her own yet that morning the mother she held so dear pointed out that in a few ways she had been lead to the decision instead of it being inspiration from within. The thought turned over in her mind, would it be okay to be gullible? Perhaps society were too quick to pour hatred on the thought. As it currently stood she had only been coerced into taking someone on a picnic, by no means would that put her in the path of harm, in regards to that she would even mention that going on a picnic in the future would be a positive moment in her life. With the hope that the future unplanned event would run smoothly the forest around her opened up into a series of small clearings, each one seemed perfect at first yet a moment longer she looked and found imperfections. A picnic site was important to her, for that reason the sandal wearing girl had taken it upon herself to explore the forests outside the village, thankfully she had chosen to wander away from the forest of death. Somewhere with a name as foreboding as that wouldn't look good on an invitation to a date.

A few leaves tumbled to the ground having been plucked out from where they resided in her braided hair, unbeknownst to the young female they must have situated themselves there earlier in the day as by now the sun had nearly reached its highest point in the partially cloudy sky. Drawn over by the muffled sounds of enjoyment Miko had started to wander closer to a group of people she had caught in her gaze through the trees. Caught against her loose pants she had kicked a little at one of the bushes whilst moving forward, not caring if the coal hued fabric got stained since the darkened shade would hide whatever was thrown on it. Younger children, at least 4 years younger than herself the group of 5 consisted of a variety, although even the eldest who seemed 12 obviously had no more maturity than the one whom had only been in the word for nine years. A face of displeasure spread across her, the purple eyes narrowing onto the object which the horde of coat wearing brats had circled around what looked to be a box and had taken in turns to throw their weight at it with a forceful kick. "Hey kids, surely kicking an empty box isn't fun" Moving closer a chilled wind snapped at her bare arms when she came to a halt. The words seemed to only partially express her distaste for the actions she thought were happening. The tallest one, an ugly looking thing had glowered at her, daring to size up her chest waist and hips before speaking, "Nothing important to a pretty thing like you" a sneer came through his voice, to be taunted by someone two years younger and with less than 25% of her beauty. "It is important to me, so you will tell me why you are kicking an empty box"  Stress emphasizes the word is and will, her emotions reinforcing the word into a command like sentence.

Disgusting, to think that such children would one day be standing on a similar ground to her, with less than a decade separating them the future would surely hold all of them in it as a community. When scum such as this had to grow up her mind couldn’t fathom such imbeciles maturing to a stage where they could be reintroduced to adult society. However slight, there was a chance that some would walk the path of the ninja. The venomous thoughts in her mind couldn’t help imagining each one of these lesser humans wearing a lumpy old uniform sweeping the streets before dawn. ”Be glad, there will still be need for toilet cleaners in the future.” Their arrogance and lack of compassion had whittled down her patience. It was a pity that she couldn’t dissect the lumps of flesh with a spoon, lobotomies had gotten a step by step guide recently as well, she had been dying to give that some practice.

Sickly sweet, a honey like smile lit up her face gladdened to see the surprise by the trash whom had now all turned to view the entertaining exchange between their leader and herself. Gaze unfocused after the spell she had raised a brow, partially waiting as the younger male stood stunned in front of her, not meeting expectations none of the pack made a move, she had at least hoped one younger one would have a thought at circling behind her. The thought had been banished, not a single one of the herd moved, yet it was another that changed direction in the background. One became two Miko made no movement nor a sign to give the other away, a ninja from what she had seen, as momentarily there had been twins. Recovered from a verbal roasting their leaders face had slipped into a savage expression, in probably what he thought was a threatening way the scruffy male had stalked towards her. A slight chuckle would have bubbled up, yet she dragged it down not wanting to ruin the sickening grin she wore. Did the young thing think he looked ferocious? Stalking his prey like some scary beast. Oh the poor thing was clueless. "Don't you dare disregard me in such a way, I am powerful, I will grow into a man who is at the pinnacle of life!" Spit flew from their mouth as such words got verbally vomited out, did the boy dislike the idea of hard honest work that much? Nodding slightly with a sigh her lips were still plastered back in a smile, soon she would have to stitch it to her face, otherwise this encounter would cause her lips to curl. A second, just a heartbeat of a moment as the wind curled around her neck she allowed her eye to flicker over and catch half of the identical pair melt into the forests surroundings. Indeed there were two trained here now, two and a half. "Of course honey, of course you will reach the pinnacle of life."

Pinnacle of life, as if, each person had to figure out their own reason for existing, there was no defined reason nor no 'pinnacle of life' this was merely a fantasy brought about by the butchered heart of a child.Spoken by another, taunting words held quite an edge to them when directed at insecure lesser beings. Two at the back, and the leader before her turned to view the second elder who had entered the scene. A sense flickered her nerves to light, a half working machine finally allowed access to the power source. With such a disgusting creature before her whom had turned slightly to face the distraction she dropped down to her side. A hand and foot on the ground her sandals sole rammed into the sides of their leaders knees whilst her hand securing his shoulder he was brought to the ground. Confusion afflicting his face, the worst injuries would be the mental trauma of getting brought down by such a pretty thing who held herself back from causing injury.

"Come on now answer the nice guy. He said you weren't being respectful."  Saturated, her voice a syrup containing her distaste for the group. it was quite a pity that they all came from the same village indeed, she didn't wish to waste 1,000 ryo tutoring such insecure brats manners, she doubted their potato faces would would ever speak in a pleasant way.

Stunned almost, the scum had been taken aback and taken down. He looked worse up close, greasy horrible hair defiling the forest. Surely trash like this would be better off bald, at least they wouldn't waste money on shampoo or conditioner. Ryo wasted on the children would be better off given to communities that would use it properly instead of buying pre-ripped jeans that cost twice the price of a proper pair of pants. Yet this blight upon the earth didn't answer, sarcasm at first the look of disappointment one gives an old working dog passed across her face. Almost, she had been about to apply pressure to here he had pinned him down by the collarbone, yet the other spoke, "Won't be necessary? Well okay then." Shrugged off she partially ignored the comment about forcing an equine to drink. As theoretically it was possible, she wouldn't want to force a beast to drink yet if you were drowning you died by drinking water and it going into your lungs. Such thoughts were not herself, she needed to focus herself. Equilibrium started to settle with her, shoulders clicked as they rolled back and the youth stood tall hands stretched above her head. Breath, it all was synchronized together. Balance, the way the forest moved in a perfect unison.
Trance broken by a snap of the fingers as the clone maneuvered towards the idiotic child whom held the box. Peering out of a single eye the stretch brought her great peace, whilst one eye scrunched up in hopes of banishing a headache she could feeling coming on with the other Miko merely spectated, as this unknown figure took control of the situation everything playing out in the palm of his hand. Smooth movements and everything went smoothly, the end of it all came so fast and it closed with a boy holding a box. Impressed just a little her stretch relaxed back into a casual stance. "Very nice indeed, although I must ask." A moment, she paused considering if it would sound okay. "Is that box okay?"

A moment's breath, her face a summer puddle calm and still yet slowly evaporating away. The mob of boys now scattered and bruised stood confused, whilst one just fled, quite the sorry sight indeed her brows raised in disappointment. The remainder assisted their friends to hobble off, stumbling here and there the unruly bunch eventually managed to scuttle away without a word. "Not an apology, yet at least they made no snarky comment before leaving. I was expecting something like "You'll pay for this!" or "I'll tell my father" from that one guy." Amusement and ridicule riddled her words, her distaste at the actions of the younger village members showing through.

The big kids needed to talk alone for a moment, curiosity at what the other meant brought her eyes to meet his. The young man whom now held a box seemed quite relaxed, appearance wise similar to her age although by the muscle mas she judged that he was a far better ninja. Not that it would be hard. A few steps closer and she waved her hand towards the wight which rested, cradled in his arms. "It might be best to put that down, may I know your name? I'm Fumiko Jugo." Add odd face, surely with well defined features like that she would have remembered him. So an older ninja perhaps, having been a year behind most her age if he were a few years older they wouldn't have come across one another.

A little battered scuffs marked the sides with dirt, a corer had been crumpled in o itself and overall the object appeared to be in a rather abysmal condition. Indeed the younger group had gone at it with great force, a relaxed air passed over her as slight sounds returned to the forested area surrounding them. Moved to the side her braid swung as her head lifted, a few small bird now perched on branches close by, they had all plonked their feathered behinds down without complaint after the disturbing brats had departed, at least they could be sure the youth had truly removed themselves from the situation. having not noticed the odd colouration of the box Miko remained calmed, at peace with the idea of what they had done. Hibiya Aya, a name which seemed feminine almost. Not that it was a negative thing to own a feminine sounding name! From her perspective she quite liked it, "Hibiya Aya." The name spoke quietly rolled around her mouth quiet nicely, engrossed by the pronunciation of the males name she had been absorbed in her actions and the expression painting Hibiya's face passed unnoticed temporarily.

A mere moment passed before the female understood how odd it was that she had been muttering his name, spoken quietly under ones breath it seemed almost alluring. Yet the daze ended as her amethyst gaze moved to encompass the youthful man and whatever oddities the container held. A sound no louder than the dull slice a knife made when it separated chunks of carrot. The pleas of creatures tormented, lump formed in throat her breath trapped momentarily. The distance and angle prevented her from recognizing whatever shapes lay huddled within yet from the others reaction those animals were laying in what would have been a grotesque condition. His neck snapped up to meet her eyes, frozen by his gaze the girls mind slid back into a soldier like state. From how her teachers had needed to handle her in classes the words holding such weight passed straight through her brain without needing a second moment of thought.

The other creature so small and sweet, with a smooth motion the oversized ribbon uncurled from where it had been tied into a bow, neck feeling a little bare the excess fabric settled into the crook of one arm incase any bleeding needed halting. The tormented bundle of fur had been scooped up and nestled into her stomach as she sank to a seated position. Slight stains of red had painted the mammals fur where white once poked through a curtain of black, hand rested across its ears and neck, traumatized its eyes and nose had hidden away from the daylight her shirt obscuring all vision which brung with it memories of recent events. ”For one I cannot fathom why they would do such a thing to harmless animals, unable to protect themselves these creatures would soon have died”  Disgust inked into her voice as what appeared to be a Ezo Momonga now uncurled slightly, a flying squirrel, the dwarf species at that. Confusion bled into her mind, unlike the literature she enjoyed reading not everything had a future written out. ”They would have been removed from their parents, mothers don’t take back young after being returned. Nobody would get too mad if I kept the little guy, we can’t just leave them!” Expressing her uncertainty Miko’s eyes had stretched wide. Mother working so often or sleeping it would surely be acceptable to take the mammal home.

An odd feeling, the other emanated some form of emotion similar to how her father had often cared for her. A parental type whom had a deepest affection for their offspring despite any differences in character they may share. Soft fur bounced back as the sweet little thing burrowed into her, its nose poking inter her side as the warmth from her body calmed what had been a racing heart. Small mammals often were susceptible to dying of stress, commonly seen in rabbits an excess of stress on the system caused veins to burst and would kill the poor creature. Fear did that too, she had wondered about why those other children, young souls from the same village as they were had caused this. Yet why had they committed such an act, for neither she not the boy by her side would do such a thing, could such opposite ways of thinking really be born into konoha? She had been watching the other from the side of her vision, he had seemed to calm himself. from hibiya's expression the other had managed to regain control of his emotions and she predicted that the young man would start to make more rational decisions and thought patterns.

With a smooth movement one of her river blue locks had been tucked behind her ear from where it had escaped the prison like braid. That morning whilst it hadn't been particularly negative for some reason the woman must have plaited her hair in more of a loose fashion than normal, unless it wouldn't have broken free for no reason. her mind got distracted, despite being on the path of a fighter in many ways she remained the child who had first joined the academy. It seemed that Hibiya lacked knowledge as well, the two of them clueless. With a bob of her head indicating agreement she smoothed out the fur of the flying squirrel slowly feeding the wondrous life form minuscule amounts of her chakra, not wishing to overflow it with the volatile chakra which her body contained. With neither of them being knowledgeable in animal care, a lack of a shelter.

Mind wavering, a lost boat at sea being thrown by a compilation of storms which worked in chaotic unison to confuse and distract. Her voice a little hushed, as if a raised tone would harm the two traumatized animals. ”We can’t leave them, nor can we give them to anyone else.” Information was needed, although her mind wasn’t the best at retaining details there had to be a place somewhere that held information regarding these two injured children of nature. The vet was reserved for pets such as dogs and cats, ”Hibiya, follow me there is a place. Do you know that old guy on the south side of the village? He lives in the weirdly shaped house but has a massive library inside.” Lips hardened as her gaze moved to stare him down, her point had to get across. If they went there he was sure to have something! Yet the elderly man had always seemed odd, his crazy ways got him named a mad fool. A thick lump swelled up in her throat, although unintentional Miko had started to form an emotional attachment to the chibi flying fox cradled within her arms.

A worried look which had painted her face relaxed a little, it seemed to be that the other agreed, the information that odd elder could provide was vital to the survival of their newfound companions. He seemed to hint at enjoying reading, perhaps hibiya enjoyed curling up with a good book? Whilst she wasn't that inclined to read all the time the young woman had no problem admitting that the words captured on pages held a certain power to them that could change a person. Words never stood still for her on the page, the sentences seems to blend together and form streams of dancing characters. Since there was a reason this time, she needed to dive into a book about this innocent soul which she would care for. Shaking away the thought she had peered down to the bundle of joy in her arms, gladdened by how it had started to slow in breathing and slip into a calmer state of mind. Previously its light speckled fur had almost vibrated with the speed of the heart beat. Whilst the other panda appeared to be making sound, she figured that it was good, since if they could speak of sorts then their breathing was okay. The other showed such a caring sweet side of himself, crossing over the injured panda and helping the animal calm its mind. How had it come to this, she had merely been wondering the forest with her mind to herself and now they sat huddled, caring for creatures who had been harmed in horrible ways. This little flogging fox which snuggled into the palm of her hand seemed so frail, she would have to care for the tiny boned creature, feed it and care for it, would her mother allow a pet of sorts? perhaps it was time she departed ways with the woman which birthed her. Gaze steeled her mind left the thoughts behind, they needed only to focus on the forest animals now.  "Lets go." " With one hand secure around the mammal which depended upon her Miko had no doubt that the other would be able to keep up, if not run faster, sandals dug deep as her braid streamed behind her from a rush of wind. For sure there was a possibility of moving faster if she moved upwards, there would be a risk of dropping the flying fox baby had she moved to the branches.

Smooth running she avoided bouncing off every root and boulder they passed, normally the chance to fly high would be snatched up yet every moment a nice looking rock swung into her vision. ”We should be in the village momentarily” The south side was all she could remember, south side amongst the winding streets with always confused her with the back allies which caught you by surprise. That house, it remained in her mind from where she had delivered dumplings a few times. Square walls had created a house which seemed so similar to one a child would draw. It wouldn't be too hard to find surely.

He was keeping up, careful footing her mind split between their travel and the species of what she now held. Something this small , a mammal was bound to avoid humans and she had never seen something similar to it in the wild. At first it had seemed to be a hamster, with its little face and the structural shape of it, then a fox due to the colouration and its body shape yet the oddity lay in the tail which curled up its back. Squirrel like indeed this was a confusing mix of animals which baffled her.

She had a vague sense that others were around her, yet being close to a large village it merely made sense that others would be in the area, not to mention she still hadn't gotten used to Hibiya's presence which kept her unsettled at every moment. She had to stop, an arm brought the animal in her care closer to her chest, circling it in a more protective manner as the genin slid to a halt beside a tree just a couple of ft from where the kunai had been aimed. His warning, her first name spoken with such urgency had caused her to stop intime noticing the weapon which spiked out of the ground from where it was firmly secure. With a quick glance over she checked that his panda was okay, they could relax if the two creatures were safe. Throat hardened her gaze flickered slightly to the young man then across to the general direction of where the kunai could have come from. It seemed to be that Hibiya had quite a way with words, even knowing that she was allied with him the sentence spoken in that way still caused her spine to jitter.

Masks, something she had not seen in a while despite having her own. One that father had made for her incase she chose an odd path in life the red demon like mask was something which she declined at first, now it merely sat in a box gathering dust under her own roof. the duo of masked persons seemed to just appear from a tree, quite nice as they timed it in perfect synchronicity. They would have to put the animals down, with a slow movement she had started to back towards a tree close to her placement. It had hardly been seen by her, a kunai aimed perhaps foolishly straight for her face. Quiet a rude thing to do indeed. Hair whipped as she let the ground rush to met her in an emergency drop, crouching in one of her stretching positions whilst the weapon struck the tree above her.

Leaping back she had nestled the fox hamster squirrel thing in a crevice in the roots, the ribbon from her bow padding out the small nest that had formed. She had to trust in the creature that it would remain there, hand closed over and yanked the kunai from the trunk, tech soft familiar weight settling in her palm as she grasped it in a non threatening way. A smile graced her face, circling slightly she focused in one the one which had muttered the name of their village, hips swaying slightly and a slow movement Miko let her gaze run over the ninja, light weapons, minimal defensive gear merely a padded jacket. "yes you've made it to the village of Konoha~" voice laced with a little something else the ninja had started to reach for another kuni when she held it out in her hand, offering it back to the man. "I don't know where you come from, but surely you wouldn't want to waste supplies! Nice to meet you by the way are you here for the joint training?" A smile broke across her face as genuine interest lit up the young woman's face. "Sorry if you had problems getting into the village most of the other people are arriving later in the evening since we start the multi-village training session tomorrow" A bluff, it seemed to work. The ninja who she had focused on seeming to pause as if her considered going along with it, after all for an enemy the offer would lead them straight into the base.

He had started to reply, reaching for the kunai offered up as her other hand grabbed him by the elbows tightening her grip fingers digging into the sensitive gaps, he lurched forward and with the kunai more securely in her grasp miko thought a little about the training she had done with her close friend. Since this was similar enough it should work. Using his momentum and the steady kunai Miko moved to gouge a gaping gash in his neck. perhaps the plan was a little foolish, not knowing if the enemy she was engaged with would die, and his partner surely wouldn't stand and watch.