5 Omakes (1 and 2 canon) by Enetious
- Location
- United States
@Vesvius I wrote a bit more than I meant too...
Sometime before the Academy Exams…
Daisuke wiped a bead of seat off his forehead after he dodged another of Ino's sword slashes barely by an inch. He and Ino were sparring with each other today, and it was his turn to pick the activity they'd be training in. His usual choices are Taijutsu, Genjutsu, and Kenjutsu, while Ino's was Ninjutsu and ninja tag which involved a lot of acrobatics, dexterity, and low-key tracking. Using this system, they shore up their weaknesses a bit by training in things they normally wouldn't.
Daisuke parried another blow and struck at the defenseless Ino, who nimbly dodged his strike and counter-attacked. The blade scrapping across his armored left hand, he backed off to analyze the situation.
Ino was huffing from the exertion with a grin on her face, settling back into a more passive Kenjutsu stance and looking right back at him. "Come on Dai, I know you've got more than that to attack me with!"
Daisuke gave an honest smile, lowering his sword a bit. "Nah, its just that you've improved a lot since we last sparred like this."
Ino cheeks reddened a bit from the praise, but raised her sword in preparation of her next slash at Daisuke. She swiftly ran forward and stabbed at the stationary target before her, before slashing through a mundane log and a cloud of chakra residue. Hearing a pop behind her she swirled around to hear Daisuke muttering something.
Daisuke held his fan in just the right spot along his blade and uttered his jutsu. "Yin Release: Tone of Discord." A pause. Ino's smile expanded a bit and let out a little giggle. Then she started laughing uncontrollably as she held her sides.
"T-t-tickling me with your g-genjutsu D-Dai?! R-really?" she laughed trying to get her hands to dispel this jutsu with Kai. Daisuke chucked at the intended outcome.
"Its getting late, so perhaps we should stop for today," said Daisuke, looking towards the blue-turning-orange sky and walking towards Ino.
Ino dispelled the Genjutsu and stood back up, sheathing her blade. With a malicious grin, she Kawarimi'd behind Daisuke and immediately went for his sides.
Daisuke laughed uncontrollably as he was ambushed by Ino. It was moments like these that showed how close they are as friends.
And so the two continued tickling one another through a variety of ways for the next few minutes and the day ended with no clear victor in this grand battle.
Daisuke wiped a bead of seat off his forehead after he dodged another of Ino's sword slashes barely by an inch. He and Ino were sparring with each other today, and it was his turn to pick the activity they'd be training in. His usual choices are Taijutsu, Genjutsu, and Kenjutsu, while Ino's was Ninjutsu and ninja tag which involved a lot of acrobatics, dexterity, and low-key tracking. Using this system, they shore up their weaknesses a bit by training in things they normally wouldn't.
Daisuke parried another blow and struck at the defenseless Ino, who nimbly dodged his strike and counter-attacked. The blade scrapping across his armored left hand, he backed off to analyze the situation.
Ino was huffing from the exertion with a grin on her face, settling back into a more passive Kenjutsu stance and looking right back at him. "Come on Dai, I know you've got more than that to attack me with!"
Daisuke gave an honest smile, lowering his sword a bit. "Nah, its just that you've improved a lot since we last sparred like this."
Ino cheeks reddened a bit from the praise, but raised her sword in preparation of her next slash at Daisuke. She swiftly ran forward and stabbed at the stationary target before her, before slashing through a mundane log and a cloud of chakra residue. Hearing a pop behind her she swirled around to hear Daisuke muttering something.
Daisuke held his fan in just the right spot along his blade and uttered his jutsu. "Yin Release: Tone of Discord." A pause. Ino's smile expanded a bit and let out a little giggle. Then she started laughing uncontrollably as she held her sides.
"T-t-tickling me with your g-genjutsu D-Dai?! R-really?" she laughed trying to get her hands to dispel this jutsu with Kai. Daisuke chucked at the intended outcome.
"Its getting late, so perhaps we should stop for today," said Daisuke, looking towards the blue-turning-orange sky and walking towards Ino.
Ino dispelled the Genjutsu and stood back up, sheathing her blade. With a malicious grin, she Kawarimi'd behind Daisuke and immediately went for his sides.
Daisuke laughed uncontrollably as he was ambushed by Ino. It was moments like these that showed how close they are as friends.
And so the two continued tickling one another through a variety of ways for the next few minutes and the day ended with no clear victor in this grand battle.
Where Daisuke's recent competency with animals comes from…
"... So how do I do this again?" Daisuke was in the Inuzuka kennels working off the debt he owed Hana. Surprisingly, Kiba showed up to watch.
"No, you gotta let the little guys know your not dangerous, and since you not part of the clan you gotta let them get used to your scent." Kiba was instructing Daisuke on the proper etiquette when it came to caring for the more younger ninken in the compound, and making sure he wasn't going to mess up and hurt one of them. What was his sister thinking letting Daisuke loose in the kennels by himself? He showed a bit of irritation on his face, but continued guiding his classmate on the proper care for the pups.
Letting the puppies get used to his presence and scent, Daisuke began to feed them some special Inuzuka dog food, brushing and bathing the ninken, and giving the occasional pat on the head or belly rub to the more openly excited ones.
Daisuke let out a smile as he cared for the adorable puppies. He could see why Kiba dotes on Akamaru so much in class when he thinks no one is looking now. One of the pups ran up to his leg and began brushing against it with a happy expression.
Kiba looked a bit surprised at this. "… Huh, looks like Tomomaru took a liking to you." At Daisuke's confused stare he elaborated. "Usually the pups don't really try to attach themselves with non-clan members, but since you come here so often I guess these guys are beginning to take a liking to you."
Daisuke's face took on that of a look of realization before he crouched down and began pampering Tomomaru. A couple of other ninken rushed up to him barking to receive similar treatment.
Though Daisuke didn't have much experience with animals in general, he was getting competent enough, Kiba thought. He was pretty surprised though, as he never took Daisuke as the animal-liking type, what with his infamous war against squirrels he occasionally hears about from other students in the Academy. With a bored expression he continued to watch over Daisuke working with the ninken until he finally left.
"... So how do I do this again?" Daisuke was in the Inuzuka kennels working off the debt he owed Hana. Surprisingly, Kiba showed up to watch.
"No, you gotta let the little guys know your not dangerous, and since you not part of the clan you gotta let them get used to your scent." Kiba was instructing Daisuke on the proper etiquette when it came to caring for the more younger ninken in the compound, and making sure he wasn't going to mess up and hurt one of them. What was his sister thinking letting Daisuke loose in the kennels by himself? He showed a bit of irritation on his face, but continued guiding his classmate on the proper care for the pups.
Letting the puppies get used to his presence and scent, Daisuke began to feed them some special Inuzuka dog food, brushing and bathing the ninken, and giving the occasional pat on the head or belly rub to the more openly excited ones.
Daisuke let out a smile as he cared for the adorable puppies. He could see why Kiba dotes on Akamaru so much in class when he thinks no one is looking now. One of the pups ran up to his leg and began brushing against it with a happy expression.
Kiba looked a bit surprised at this. "… Huh, looks like Tomomaru took a liking to you." At Daisuke's confused stare he elaborated. "Usually the pups don't really try to attach themselves with non-clan members, but since you come here so often I guess these guys are beginning to take a liking to you."
Daisuke's face took on that of a look of realization before he crouched down and began pampering Tomomaru. A couple of other ninken rushed up to him barking to receive similar treatment.
Though Daisuke didn't have much experience with animals in general, he was getting competent enough, Kiba thought. He was pretty surprised though, as he never took Daisuke as the animal-liking type, what with his infamous war against squirrels he occasionally hears about from other students in the Academy. With a bored expression he continued to watch over Daisuke working with the ninken until he finally left.
A sound of a crackle echoes out from the fire pit before him. Inwardly, a melody many people knew of played in Daisuke's head. The moonlight shone on the backyard and the stars were visible before him.
As Daisuke stared at the burning strawman, he saluted the burning dummy and let out a sniffle. He was at the funeral of one of his oldest friends, Mr. Straw. He would've wanted to go out in a burst of fire, he thought.
Manami looked on the porch behind Daisuke worried. She knew her son was attached to the dummies she'd gotten him as a child, but she severely underestimated the amount of time he apparently spent with them whenever she was away. Anko, who was next to her, just let out an amused chuckle at the kid's antics.
Daisuke moved back and spoke aloud. "A moment a silence, please everyone." He wipes a non-existent tear from his cheek.
Ino, Sakura, Jabari, and Yui stood on the porch as well a bit away from the two women, watching the spectacle with equal parts curiosity and worry. They were invited by a somber Daisuke the day before. Though Sakura was keeping her distance from her friends, with Jabari following along, she was persuaded by Daisuke's out-of-character act, and went along with the other to see what was going on.
They all dead-panned at Daisuke's impromptu funeral. "… So this is kind of weird," muttered Ino, a bit worried for Dai in light of his reaction to "killing" his dummy.
"Yeah…" Sakura just stared at Daisuke, eye twitching at the obvious waste of time this is.
Jabari and Yui stood in the background, content to watch this whole situation go through, Jabari a bit confused and Yui with an all-knowing grin on her face.
Daisuke stopped staring at the pyre. "Rest in peace Mr. Straw, and may you reach the great straw fields in the sky." Anko cackled loudly in the background at this, taking a swig of sake. He turned to see his family and friends staring at him with mixed expressions, most of them being worry and confusion. He'd deal with this later, for now, he must mourn.
As Daisuke stared at the burning strawman, he saluted the burning dummy and let out a sniffle. He was at the funeral of one of his oldest friends, Mr. Straw. He would've wanted to go out in a burst of fire, he thought.
Manami looked on the porch behind Daisuke worried. She knew her son was attached to the dummies she'd gotten him as a child, but she severely underestimated the amount of time he apparently spent with them whenever she was away. Anko, who was next to her, just let out an amused chuckle at the kid's antics.
Daisuke moved back and spoke aloud. "A moment a silence, please everyone." He wipes a non-existent tear from his cheek.
Ino, Sakura, Jabari, and Yui stood on the porch as well a bit away from the two women, watching the spectacle with equal parts curiosity and worry. They were invited by a somber Daisuke the day before. Though Sakura was keeping her distance from her friends, with Jabari following along, she was persuaded by Daisuke's out-of-character act, and went along with the other to see what was going on.
They all dead-panned at Daisuke's impromptu funeral. "… So this is kind of weird," muttered Ino, a bit worried for Dai in light of his reaction to "killing" his dummy.
"Yeah…" Sakura just stared at Daisuke, eye twitching at the obvious waste of time this is.
Jabari and Yui stood in the background, content to watch this whole situation go through, Jabari a bit confused and Yui with an all-knowing grin on her face.
Daisuke stopped staring at the pyre. "Rest in peace Mr. Straw, and may you reach the great straw fields in the sky." Anko cackled loudly in the background at this, taking a swig of sake. He turned to see his family and friends staring at him with mixed expressions, most of them being worry and confusion. He'd deal with this later, for now, he must mourn.
A Divine-level Disguise omake, brought to you by Katsuragi-brand fiat…
It was all about concealing yourself and passing yourself as someone else that's an absolute game-changer. Or rather, that's what Daisuke thought. Turns out, he had such a capability in disguising himself now, he could pass as anyone. Even the Sandaime Hokage, shockingly enough. He'd know, he'd done it already.
Through some fiat unknown to Daisuke, no matter who saw him, be it Danzo or Kakashi with their sharingan, a Hyuuga member, or any of the sensor-nin in Konoha, nobody could distinguish between his disguises and the real deal. And that's what lead him to this situation, a situation that had two identical copies of the Sandaime Hokage present in his office, the original thinking him a Kage Bushin gone rogue.
Puffing out smoke from his pipe, Hiruzen took in his counterpart with his senses. He knew for a fact that this being was himself, so logically it was a rogue Kage Bushin that had gotten out of the original's control like all the horror stories he'd heard from many-a-Jonin. "… Hm, maybe we can make this work…" he mutters to the obvious Kage Bushin in front of him.
Daisuke was incredibly tense as the Hokage stared at him. He overreached in his experimentation, and now it was time to pay his dues to the God of Shinobi.
"I know that we don't want to do this type of work, but we both can lessen our workload by working half-time on our paperwork," Hiruzen gestures to the large stack of papers upon his desk with a wily grin on his elderly face. Then it morphs into a threatening look that let killing intent flood the air around them, causing the nearby ANBU to tense.
"Of course, if you don't obey these ground rules, we're well aware that I can take care of even a Kage Bushin of myself."
And so, by fiat, Daisuke disguised his movements to be that of a Sandaime Hokage doing paperwork and worked the day away filling out dreadfully boring paperwork while smoking his pipe to fade away some of the creaking of his bones and looking through his crystal ball every once in a while. Wait a moment…
Maybe he should tone down the disguise a bit before he loses all sense of self, he decided.
It was all about concealing yourself and passing yourself as someone else that's an absolute game-changer. Or rather, that's what Daisuke thought. Turns out, he had such a capability in disguising himself now, he could pass as anyone. Even the Sandaime Hokage, shockingly enough. He'd know, he'd done it already.
Through some fiat unknown to Daisuke, no matter who saw him, be it Danzo or Kakashi with their sharingan, a Hyuuga member, or any of the sensor-nin in Konoha, nobody could distinguish between his disguises and the real deal. And that's what lead him to this situation, a situation that had two identical copies of the Sandaime Hokage present in his office, the original thinking him a Kage Bushin gone rogue.
Puffing out smoke from his pipe, Hiruzen took in his counterpart with his senses. He knew for a fact that this being was himself, so logically it was a rogue Kage Bushin that had gotten out of the original's control like all the horror stories he'd heard from many-a-Jonin. "… Hm, maybe we can make this work…" he mutters to the obvious Kage Bushin in front of him.
Daisuke was incredibly tense as the Hokage stared at him. He overreached in his experimentation, and now it was time to pay his dues to the God of Shinobi.
"I know that we don't want to do this type of work, but we both can lessen our workload by working half-time on our paperwork," Hiruzen gestures to the large stack of papers upon his desk with a wily grin on his elderly face. Then it morphs into a threatening look that let killing intent flood the air around them, causing the nearby ANBU to tense.
"Of course, if you don't obey these ground rules, we're well aware that I can take care of even a Kage Bushin of myself."
And so, by fiat, Daisuke disguised his movements to be that of a Sandaime Hokage doing paperwork and worked the day away filling out dreadfully boring paperwork while smoking his pipe to fade away some of the creaking of his bones and looking through his crystal ball every once in a while. Wait a moment…
Maybe he should tone down the disguise a bit before he loses all sense of self, he decided.
Raccoons were a wily bunch of creatures. Ninja raccoons however? You don't mess with the ninja raccoons. And yet by some string of bad luck Daisuke did just that by knocking over a lone garbage bin by accident.
Running away from the mob of chakra-using raccoons behind him, he maneuvered his way past many of the natural obstacles one would find in Konoha's alleyways. He dodged a spurt of a small water jutsu and hopped over a small earthen wall that was erected by a Earth Release-using raccoon. A flame licked at his backside, encouraging Daisuke to make his muscles burn even further as he pushed his body past its limits.
Pushing through a crowd, and he made his way into another series of alleys on the other side of the road. These raccoons knew tree-walking, so they jettisoned themselves across the busy street and into the new alleyway. Fear coursed through him as he fled from the angry mob behind him, which was closing on him. He needed to do something to escape these fiends…
Unsheathing his sword, he abruptly turned on the invading forces before him and expertly tapped out a specific combination of tones with his fan. "Yin Release: Song of Discord," he muttered. Chaos arose withing their ranks, and they began to run the way they came shouting obscenities at each other in their own particular language.
Giving a sigh of temporary relief, he sheathed his sword and tree-climbed the buildings surrounding him to make a quick get-away.
***
The next morning, while exiting his home to go to the Academy, he found something that chilled him from head to toe. Impaled to his back door by a small kunai was a note, declaring him an enemy of the Raccoon faction in Konoha, and that they'd be back for revenge when he'd least expect it.
… He knew he was forgetting something that time. He forgot to wash away his scent! Face pale and eyes searching too and fro on his way to the Academy, he'd be extra careful from now on whenever he's out and about inside the more urban areas of Konoha, where the Raccoons have their center of influence in.
Running away from the mob of chakra-using raccoons behind him, he maneuvered his way past many of the natural obstacles one would find in Konoha's alleyways. He dodged a spurt of a small water jutsu and hopped over a small earthen wall that was erected by a Earth Release-using raccoon. A flame licked at his backside, encouraging Daisuke to make his muscles burn even further as he pushed his body past its limits.
Pushing through a crowd, and he made his way into another series of alleys on the other side of the road. These raccoons knew tree-walking, so they jettisoned themselves across the busy street and into the new alleyway. Fear coursed through him as he fled from the angry mob behind him, which was closing on him. He needed to do something to escape these fiends…
Unsheathing his sword, he abruptly turned on the invading forces before him and expertly tapped out a specific combination of tones with his fan. "Yin Release: Song of Discord," he muttered. Chaos arose withing their ranks, and they began to run the way they came shouting obscenities at each other in their own particular language.
Giving a sigh of temporary relief, he sheathed his sword and tree-climbed the buildings surrounding him to make a quick get-away.
***
The next morning, while exiting his home to go to the Academy, he found something that chilled him from head to toe. Impaled to his back door by a small kunai was a note, declaring him an enemy of the Raccoon faction in Konoha, and that they'd be back for revenge when he'd least expect it.
… He knew he was forgetting something that time. He forgot to wash away his scent! Face pale and eyes searching too and fro on his way to the Academy, he'd be extra careful from now on whenever he's out and about inside the more urban areas of Konoha, where the Raccoons have their center of influence in.
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