[Kyokujitsu Kagero]

Kagero was absolutely fuming, and not because of his clan. Training today had gone absolutely disastrous, it had been a uncoordinated mess so bad that sensei had kept them over to the point they'd missed lunch. The boys stomach growled as he vented his woes to his surprisingly receptive audience. And you know who's fault it is? That red headed, stubborn BRAT Kaida! I try telling her a good way to do something but does she listen? Noooooo! Instead she does it her own way, and we end up getting yelled at and missing lunch even though I didn't do anything wrong! The blonde boy got a bark in response, surely a bark of enthusiasm and understanding. As you young teen was venting to a dog that had approached him as he had sat pouting on the bench. Exactly! See at least you understand...Ok noooow sit! His understanding companion tilted it's head, still standing on all four paws, though it did offer one to the boy. NO! Not shake, I said sit!! Come on, we had an understanding! Now sit! The boys increased tone however seemed to have an opposite effect, as the dog tilted it's head again then ran away. He was having trouble making friends across all species it seemed. Hey!! No don't run away come on!! Hrmmm...FINE THEN TRAITOR! He yelled the last part as the dog disappeared down the road, before sitting down again. ....Well now what... His stomach rumbled again, and he sighed before he looked up and saw a candy store down the road where the dog had ran down towards, and he made a decision.

He looked both ways down the street, before making his approach. He had to be quick here. He was certain if anyone from his team saw him in a candy store they'd definitely make fun of him. But it wasn't his fault, he was hungry! And candy did taste good, especially since Kusa had so many good ingredients. His stomach rumbled in hunger as he thought of it. And it wasn't too childish to eat candy, at least not on your time off. I just gotta be quick...Thats all... And he went for it, entering the store.

[Kisei Takatō]

Training today had been… … difficult, to say the least. Taka had his reservations when Ichi told him he was going to be taking over a genin team: he had little experience with leadership, though after some time to think he surmised that was much the point. He was fine taking over and directing a mission in a pinch, especially if he was the most senior shinobi available, but leading a team was a different matter entirely, and team three had been experiencing… growing pains. All three genin were capable, but Kagero and Kaida seemed to be butting heads more often than not—mostly, in Taka’s observation, because Kagero was very certain that his thinking was the only correct way of thinking, and Kaida had little patience for entertaining him. He had just been trying to take them through performing a basic group combat strategy that he had found useful as a genin, but it had quickly devolved into nonsense, and at one point Taka had caught himself speaking so sternly that he actually raised his voice. Guilt dogged at his heels; he kept playing the morning’s training session over and over in his mind, trying in vain to pinpoint what exactly had gone wrong, and where and how and why. That they’d missed lunch was something that never even crossed his mind; Taka skipped meals all the time, to the point that he rarely felt hungry unless he’d gone a day or more without eating. Scheduled lunch time was a foreign concept to him, and it simply didn’t occur to him that the genin might have been hungry. At the very least, he needed to apologize—to make it up to them somehow. There was no excuse for yelling at teenagers just doing their best. A sincere apology, maybe with a small gift of candy… perhaps that could be a decent start towards rebuilding some kind of trust. Taka took his time looking at the selection the candy store had to offer, deep in thought considering what he knew about the three genin and their different tastes in sweets. Would Rikuto even like sweets? Kaida had an unapologetic sweet tooth while Kagero seemed to be in denial that he liked candy at all… He caught a glimpse of golden hair out of the corner of his eye, and froze in place when he realized that Kagero had, in fact, just entered the exact same candy shop. Taka tried in vain to hide his small basket behind his back, and tried to gauge whether or not Kagero would want him to approach or not—if he was still frustrated about this morning’s training and would attempt to avoid him, or would be fine with a brief, informal run-in.

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