[Hono Kin]

Kin had went to the academy, the dazzling place where she came to learn about what it meant to be a ninja, but also skills for the day to day. She learned how to read at a higher level, arithmetic, and other basic things to contribute to her growth. As well as socialize with other kids. However, ever since her first day, where she seemed to be a teacher's pet, it tended to get her into trouble. Especially when the other kids got punished for their teasing and their bullying. Mainly because in a way, it was a form of jealousy. Kin seemed to get attention, and her adorable meekness made her seem easy to target. She was that perfect seeming snowflake. As if she were special. Though Kin never believed such, and always tried to be loving and friendly to everyone. It made sense to despise someone who seemed "perfect".

Walking home from school with her little backpack, she found herself wearing some actually good clothes. Bought for her by Kumori Futago, a lovely little haori which clung neatly to her form, a contrasting blue to her blonde hair and amber eyes. It was one of her favorite colors. Along the paths of the village, at times, it could be quiet, some days more than others, and this was one of those days. Where she suddenly finds herself confronted by an older looking boy. More gruff, and tumble, alongside a younger lad behind him. "This her? The little runt that got you into trouble Tetsuo?" To which the shaggy haired boy responds, "Yeah! Nii-Chan! She got me and all my friends into detention! She acts all high and mighty, like she's perfect!"

[Hono Kin]

"N-Nani?" She asks, looking awfully uncertain as the older boy comes forward. Looking double her age and significantly taller than she was. "You've got an awful lot of nerve. Kid. So I'm going to teach you a lesson. About keeping your mouth shut." Kin found her lower lip quivering, as she steps back a few steps. "Get her Nii-Chan!" In those next moments? Kin looks up and waves her hands as she backs into an alley. "No! I-umm. You've got it all wrong! I didn't mean to get anyone in trouble. I didn't mean to tattle! I just-h-hch!" She says, looking at the nasty look in their eyes. She tries to keep calm, and with it, she couldn't help but feel scared. "That's okay. You won't be saying nothing."

In those next moments, Kin finds herself watching as in a swift speed, a punch comes raining towards her head, and with it, she swerves back just narrowly out of the way, before ducking, a sideways swipe knocking off her watermelon helmet, sending it clacking against the brick wall with a slight crack. Then finally? The kick came. When it did, she tried to brace for it with her elbow, like she'd thought to do when she was learning Wing Chun, but the difference in height and weight was massive. As she got sent practically flying back and knocking against the end of the alley for a moment, her breath knocked out of her, as she lands onto the floor, both hands, as she found herself dizzy and disoriented. She'd never felt like this before, and it became clear that a real fight was dangerous. Her first real fight.

"Ngch!" She calls out, as a sandaled foot rests atop the back of her head, digging her forehead into the floor. The foot digging a little bit into her bowlcut. "You know. If you're sorry, you should start begging on your hands and knees! Are you sorry? Little fish?" The mockery and the feeling of power was somewhat exhilarating. As Kin whimpers, her arms raising over her head. "Stoooop! I'm sawrry! P-Pleaaahease!"

[Honō Kojirou]

”AND MAKE SURE SHE EATS ALL THE CARROTS!”
"Understood.”
"AND TELL HER TO TELL HER MUM THANKS FOR BRINGING YOU FOOD, BUT SHE’S NOT OUTMOM-ING ME!”
"… Understood? Is she?”
"AND TELL HER TO TELL HER MUM THAT HER RICE BALLS NEED BETTER TOPPINGS! SOYA DOES NOT CUT IT! WASABI IS BETTER!”
"… O-Okay…”
"AND TELL HER TO TELL HER MUM THAT-"

Kojirou’s mum was a rather… competitive individual. But more than that… she was a grateful one. So Kojirou was tasked with bringing Kin her very own lunchbox, a replica of the meal that the little fire angel had brought to him many times before, but with Kojirou’s mum putting her extravaganza into the details of the foods. A new sauce, another type of meat here and there, and yellow rice to contrast the dark-red sausages.

…

Y’know, very few things angered Kojirou quite like watching his adorable cousin get into a situation like this. The two kids weren’t even trying to hide their actions – the alleyway was located in a rather empty street, but Hanatarō had his nose on her the moment something felt off in the atmosphere. And the scenery… defied any moral compass. Kojirou refused to hear Kin’s pained screams for even a nanosecond longer.

He walked up to them, flicked the guard on his katana up with a thumb, and used that momentum to knock the pommel into the back of the Genin’s head to knock him off of her. With his katana half-unsheathed, Kojirou swung the pommel to the side in order to slam it into the younger boy’s face before he had time to react. All to end with him sheathing back his sword.

They weren’t knocked out cold yet, but Kojirou was preoccupied with one thing only – making sure that Kin was alright. He picked up her small frame, watched the bruises on her face, the cracked watermelon helm near the wall, and then asked: "I brought you lunch from Mum. How’s Academy going?”

The two bullies looked a bit disoriented, but things weren’t over just yet.

[Hono Kin]

As she had a foot on her head, forced to the floor, she was openly crying now. There was a slight moment where Koji walks in, and a thumb flick upwards of his sword? He implemented some seeming draw and sheath. Where he hits one in the back of the head, knocking him forward and off of Kin with a stumble as he stumbles and nearly faceplants against the wall. Where the opposite boy, an academy student found himself hit next with Koji's wrath. Stunning both of them with the recoil of their blows as a new combatant joins the battle.

"Koji-hiii-hiii!" She cries out, bawling her eyes out as she finds herself picked up, and held, wrapping her arms around her savior. "Wa-haaaaah!" She blubbers, burying her face into his shoulder. It was there, that the older of the two boys turns. Turns to look at the short man before them. "Bastard!" He declares, looking at him, and feeling the aching feeling in the back of his head. Looking heated with a gross look of resentment towards him. Though stops when seeing his katana. The sword. Then assesses his own location. Sizing him up to see what he can do.

Assessment. Kid in one hand. Sword in the other? A narrow space where a longsword wouldn't be so viable with narrow draw space. His kid brother was just attacked. There wasn't any backing down now. He didn't really do much thinking in that moment. Damn the consequences. For in those next moments? There was the sound of two holsters opening. Kin's eyes widened as she turns. Three Shuriken are sent flying towards the two of them now. Her eyes could see them coming, and she finds herself powerless to move, but at least aware of their flight path. Koji! She felt a sense of fear. Though...Regardless of what came next?

There came the Kunai drawn next.

[Honō Kojirou]

With a sobbing, crying Kin in his arms, Kojirou was ready to slaughter whoever hurt her like this. He’d pat her back in an attempt to comfort her in her pained state, but based on the two kids getting back up on their feet – and the looks on their faces – they weren’t backing out now, even if Kojirou gave them the chance to. Kumori would’ve bruised them worse than this, certainly… and Kojirou couldn’t afford to be soft when his precious cousin was assaulted like this.

The boys wanted trouble, for not too long passed before three shuriken were flying towards them. Capitalizing on the opportunity when he was too busy carrying Kin? If Kin herself could spot the shuriken flying towards them, then Kojirou saw them coming from a mile away. The shurikens hit the wall without drawing a drop of blood, while Kojirou kept carrying Kin as he now stood a meter to the side. A kunai was drawn next, so Kojirou would have to disarm the dumbass with his feet… or something.

…

Kojirou cooked up a plan, which led to him running up the wall with Kin in his arms, attempting to lure the Genin up the wall in pursuit. Once atop the roof, he’d put Kin down, kneel down and state: "You stay here and let Koji-nii fight the big bully, okay? Then I’ll show you how to deal with the small bully next.”

And then, he turned back and awaited the Genin’s arrival.

[Hono Kin]

The ninja world was full of animosity, contention, and a cycle of hatred some might say. People could never truly understand one another or their feelings, and it was only through the concepts of pain and suffering that people were able to truly understand. As Koji ran up along the side of the wall, there was a growl, and with it, his opponent ran up too. Leaving his kid brother behind as the two combatants race up and come along the tiled rooftop. Though at this point, had seen that there was a shift in scenery. Two young men, fighting atop the rooftop for seemingly similar reasons. Koji fought to defend his baby cousin. The other fought to avenge a slight against his little brother.

"You're pretty good..." He declares, but with it? A few weaved handseals ensue. "But what are you going to do about this?" Ending with the snake seal, some of the tile lifts upwards from the rooftop, and begins spinning rapidly towards Koji wildly so it seems. A few more coming at him afterwards. Earth Release. Tile Shuriken. For an accomplished ninja like Koji, blocking or dodging the projectiles that came his way should have been absolutely easy. The roof tiles spinning over or ahead. A few more accurate coming his way with their heavier mass. However, Koji might have noticed the sinister smile on his face. When he saw it.

Those Shuriken. They were never fully aimed at him to begin with. Instead, the bulk of them were aimed for... Kin found herself widening her eyes, and dependent on how fast Koji was, he might see it. Kin getting hit along the chest and head as she swerved to dodge a few stars. Sending her knocking across the rooftop, and flat along her back with a small cry, a victim of getting caught in the crossfire? Or was it intentional? Koji in that moment might have been mortified? If not for the sound of poofing smoke as a cracked vase took her spot, broken glass as Kin finds herself standing along a balcony veranda, wiping sweat from her brow.

That was close.

"I'm okay Koji-Nii!" She calls out, waving nearby him. 

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NAME: Doton: Iwa Shuriken [Earth Release: Stone Shuriken]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Doton
HANDSEALS: 1
DESCRIPTION:
A very simple technique, the user will create several sharp shuriken made of stone from the earth, before throwing them towards a target. The shuriken in question are in fact shaped rather oddly, reminiscent of Hira shuriken, possessing three prongs and thus possessing more brute power. However, its range is rather reduced, not only as a result of the extra weight of the rock, but also the shape and therefore reduced vertical air resistance of the shuriken's design. This technique is used mainly to supplement surprise attacks or distract opponents.

[Honō Kojirou]

Kojirou braced himself immediately at the sight of the stupid Genin weaving handseals again – seriously, he’d never be able to understand bullies like these. What had Kin done to them?! Huh?!

It was a strange Jutsu that the Genin performed, however, and Kojirou would soon feet his foothold slide off as tiles were now brought under the other’s control. The swordsman responded in kind by unsheathing his katana and making quick work of the incoming discs of tiles, cutting them apart and evading a few ones until he suddenly remembered that Kin was up here too! "K-KIN!”

He only managed to turn around to realize that some of the tiles were aimed at her, veins on his face bulging through the skin. He tried to weave the handseals for a Rubber Ball to encapsule her in, but it was too damn late – one of the tiles smashed into her, the mere sight of Kin getting hurt to this extent forcing a shriek from the swordsman: "KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!!”

His heart had jumped up to his throat, tears were breaking the dam, his face reddened with fear and fury, and his teeth gritting themselves into sawdust. But before Kojirou accidently killed someone, Kin exclaimed that she was alright… huh?

"… H-Huh? Kin?! KIN! KIN, ARE YOU OKAY?!” She replied positively, so apparently, the tile hadn’t hit her at all. That was when a crucial piece befell his mind – she must’ve used the Substitution Technique! "KIN! YOU MASTERED THE SUBSTITUTUTU- THAT JUTSU! GOOD GIRL! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!”

Now, back to the Genin. What was he going to do now?!

[Hono Kin]

Koji had never looked more terrifying in his entire life, and as several tiles lay slashed by his feet, and he looked absolutely livid, like he was about to murder somebody? He was luckily broken from his stupor as she called out and waved towards him. The enemy before him gritting his teeth when looking at how the brat had made it. A kid that young pulling off a substitution jutsu?! Unlikely. Yet, it happened. When looking upon Kojirou, the Genin before him considered his options. Before looking down towards his own kid brother. Taking the liberty to gaze upwards at him, and the now advantage he held with the sword? They were here now. 

He takes out a second kunai. Rather certain he wasn't going to be able to get handseals off in time for another jutsu. Before looking him over. "Your little sister or whatever picked a fight with my kid brother. Got him into trouble...I was just trying to teach her a lesson. But you just had to get involved. Didn't you?" He grumbles, and with it, he seemed wary about approaching Koji. He was confident before, but now? He was less so. Awaiting Koji's next move.

"Koji! Please be okay!" She asks, her voice pleading, and with it, she finds herself shocked as a thrown rock hits along the wall next to her, as the boy she held issue with began throwing stones up at her. "A-Ah!" She says, tucking herself inwards as she crouches, the stones hitting the walls behind her and overhead as she takes cover. Thinking about throwing some back, before deciding against it. Instead, trying to duck low and avoid any of the projectiles thrown towards her.

[Honō Kojirou]

Her? Picking a fight? ”Kin doesn’t like to fight her classmates. She likes beating up training dummies, however!” he clarified, often watching Kin practice her first few shuriken throws on dummies… quite all day long. "Also… they do spar at the Academy, right? That hasn’t changed, as far as I remember.”

Maybe he was misunderstanding a thing or two, but two kids wanting to duke it out at the playground was nothing new to him. After all, Kojirou himself often got into trouble with the other Academy students back in the day, and if not for Saya’s and Kumori’s support, he would’ve straight up skipped the entire year that time and stayed at the clan’s grounds for training.

"This doesn’t make any sense! Kin never comes home with any injuries, so how come you tell me that she picks fights?! And is your own brother hurt, even?! Why would they even pick a fight to begin with?! That’s not what kids their age should do – can’t he just be nice to her, give her flowers and watermelons, and then one day, they can hold hands while on a school trip, thus sparking the beginning of a beautiful romance?!”

Uhm, Kojirou… what were you on about?

"Also, STOP THROWING ROCKS AT HER, YOU LITTLE LIAR!” he roared at the younger boy bothering Kin yet, his voice loud and sharp enough to reach the boy’s ears, "AND YOU!” Turning his attention back to the Genin, Kojirou’s free hand performed a peculiar pair of handsigns, almost as if drawing half of a handseal before flicking it at the foe’s direction. From his palm, a bubbling mess of molten, bright mass was unleashed, taking the form of a long and stretchy rubber rope that grabbed and pulled the two Kunai off the Genin’s hands with their adhesive nature.

"If Kin ever bullied anyone, I’d reprimand her! So would her parents, her clan, and her siblings! They make sure she knows what’s right and wrong, so stop taking matters into your own hands! All you’ve done is bully a small girl, cowardly out of sight of other people, just to impress your lying little brother who doesn’t even think you’re that sharp in the head!”

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NAME: Yōton: Gomu Nawa [Lava Release: Rubber Rope]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Yōton
HANDSEALS: 2
DESCRIPTION:
The user creates a rope with lava converted into a rubber-like material that emerges from their forearm and hand. It can be used to quickly withdraw an ally of the attack line or snare an opponent within 10 meters, being more efficient when combined with a distraction.

[Hono Kin]

Kin was a gentle soul, with little love or understanding of violence. She loved animals, and generally loved all people she came across too. So, really, she didn't do much fighting on playgrounds. Or if she did, it tended to be playful bouts all things considered. When Kojirou began to enter into his little rant, ending with watermelons and romance, there was...a sweatdrop from literally everyone. Kin included, as she slowly looked up. 'Oh Koji-Nii...' She thought to herself, and with it, the Genin before him was so utterly flabbergasted, he didn't know how to respond.

"What in the hell are you on abou-" There it was again. That weird fucking jutsu! As the rubber rope came out upon him, he instinctively swung, and with it, got his blades caught. Hot. It was abnormally hot, he realized, as he swiftly lets the blades go and steps backwards, now effectively disarmed. "She got be detention! Stupid bowl cut girl!" The younger boy responds, throwing another stone, clacking against the side of the balcony she stood on. Another rock thrown, as Kin slowly peeks her head up, noticing they seemed to be lacking ammunition. Though she does swerve a few times to dodge and move out of the way of some thrown stones. 

"I'm sowrry. I didn't mean to!" She says with teary eyes, but with it, there was a level of frustration in Koji's opponent. Realizing that this wasn't the best of situations. Stepping further and further back, he'd slowly leap down and grimace. "I'm getting out of here." He declares, before taking his brother from the alley and looking up at the strange man before them. "Lucky bastard." He declares, before swiftly throwing his younger sibling over his back and using the Shunshin to vanish off in a small cloud of dust. At least for now? It seemed as if the conflict was over.