[X] Big Brother keeps wandering off to the river again. Follow him.
[X]Train attribute
-[X] Stamina
[X] Train Skill
-[X] Visual Genjutsu
--[X] Taijutsu
You are tired. So very, very tired. Sore as well. The bruises will fade in time and you are told that your nose isn't broken, but when you close your eyes, you can still see that closed fist rocketing towards your face. You wince at the memory as you rise from your sleeping mat. Next time you are placing him in the illusion of getting beaten up by his teme of a brother and claim it's to "help" him. That will teach him, dattebane. What!? No, stupid subconscious thoughts. Last time you paid them any attention you had to deal with the consequences of locking a very angry, much stronger elder sibling in the cesspit. Father made sure you gained the same experience for breaking the peace of the camp by running through it claiming a mud clone gone wrong was trying to kill you.
Good times.
Better than spending your waking hours in a stress test on how quickly you can place your opponent under a genjutsu before you get beaten into unconsciousness. Though most of your taijutsu improvements are more focused on remaining mobile at all times and being able to remain standing, or in this case running away, for longer and more intense training sessions, pain is a powerful motivator.
Which is why the lack of your brothers looming face, signalling another day to regret asking for his help is odd.
Asking around the camp, it appears that he's already left for your usual spot, down by the riverbed. It's pretty confusing. After all, the air is warming up, meaning soon the wars between the various shinobi clans will resume. This time you'll be joining in the combat as a man of your clan, to gain glory and honour to your name, just like Aniki has done. Who can forget the woes he has brought to the Senju. It's rumoured he's more than a match for warriors twice his age.
You jump from branch to branch, through the forest canopy. Your brother has been acting more and more withdrawn these past few weeks, ever since father announced your addition to the clan's warriors. He needs some time to unwind and prepare. He's probably working on some ultra-cool jutsu as you think.
Throwing rocks, that's what he came here to do? Weeks of exhausting training, blown off to cause splashes in the river. You wouldn't be so mad if he invited you, but you know how he is about people watching him concentrate. He can't even get them to skip once. You would smack him on the back of the head for this if you didn't want to let him know you were in the trees. You decide to settle for quiet angry breathing and plotting to hide his shuriken set again.
A dark haired stranger, roughly your brother's age, appears from the undergrowth below you. How the hell did he get there? He smoothly emerges from the bushes, in a green jacket with exceedingly baggy pants. Honestly, if he hadn't appeared in the middle of nowhere, you'd assume his parents hated him to dress him like that. Then again, forest in the middle of nowhere hardly screams parental attention.
Halting for a moment to observe your brothers throws; he stoops down to select a rock from the ground and returns to his approach. Madara however seems unaware of his presence, showing the same lack of notice to his approach as to your hiding place. You knew it. No-one could look that dumb and not be an assassin in disguise.
Looping your index finger through the hoop at the end of the blades hilt, you slowly begin to draw your kunai from its sheath. Sending a trickle of chakra into your eyes, you ignore the brief sting of pain as everything comes into focus and you begin to calculate the trajectory of your throw. You are not going to let some second rate shinobi brain your brother. That's your job after all.
The rock flickers from his hands and bounces across the river's surface, impacting with the other side. Aniki responds predictably, through shouting at the sudden appearance of the newcomer. The newcomer behaves…oddly, switching between sudden bouts of depression and wit, sending your brother into a fury. If he were an Uchiha, you'd consider him a gift from the heavens. However he's a stranger, who has yet to even give his name.
Who is this guy?
He is obviously a shinobi. The question is which clan and what is he attempting to achieve. Your training screams at you to return to camp immediately and report this to father. He is the head of the clan after all and a foreign ninja interacting with the clan heir is cause for alarm, regardless of his intentions. But you trust your brother and he appears to be remaining calm, even friendly towards this stranger.
What do you do?
[ ] Write in action.
