Remember the fifth of Novemeber

Every teacher is curious about their student's past, even if they deny it. Kuro was no different in that regard (for once). He was honestly wondering what this girl had done to train her skills to do such a potentially powerful thing. Magnetic manipulation, he assumed. That, or telekinesis mixed with electrical generation and direction via touch. It wasnt a bloodline either, or else this girl would have been adopted in an instant. At least, it couldnt be a well known or documented bloodline, seeing as she was still around, and hadnt been kidnapped. His own past was similar, except that he killed his own parents, because fuck it, thats why. Kuro had never been stable, and only lately was adopting a mellow persona, which was shaky at best, and even more dangerous than his insanity at worst.

Now, in most cases, teachers have access to the student's records, but this was far from a normal case... for most people. Actually, meeting his students by scaring the hell out of them was generally pretty normal for Kuro. He met quite a few people that way. The only one he hadnt actually scared in some manner was Minatsuki... Oh, that hurt a bit, to think of her. Maybe he was still suffering from losing her, and he just denied it. It was possible. He never had to confront death so closely, considering he didnt care about his parents. Minatsuki, on the other hand, he trusted with his life. She was the closest person to him before her death. He didnt care about anyone else before she died. Was it possible he had loved her...

TCHAHAHA No, it really wasnt. He didnt understand love. Oh, he believed in it, but he didnt pretend to actually understand it. Even so, when Minatsuki died, it was more like he was lost, while if he had loved her, according to various people who described it to him, he would have felt as if part of him had died. Granted, he was always a strange one, but hey, one has to be, otherwise how can they possibly be such a badass? Storming into Kiri with a small group, punching Sanbi in the face, killing the Mizukage right before that... He had done a lot. Maybe that was why he felt so old sometimes... Eh, did it mater? He was him, and he was alive to live another life today.

Maybe he should stop monologue-ing in his head... Anyway, he realized that he really didnt know shit about his new student. Interesting. He had to remedy that. In an instant, his eyes shifted into his EMS state. He then used Okoimane to preview parts of Aneya's memories, mostly the more emotional ones. Specifically, Kuro searched for the memories which involved her little trick that she showed him. Seeing that she literally had never been truly trained, Kuro was impressed a bit. She had potential with that technique... Maybe accidentally teleporting here wasnt so bad. Kuro idly wondered how Alice would react to him having another student... It might be funny. He deactivated Okoimane and EMS, turning his eyes back to normal. "Well, why dont you try using that little trick of yours with more power? Force it more, it should feel like a... like a permeation of power controlling the object, like a mist really." He was never too good at explaining things like this.

Aneya went back to eating.  The food was good but she was still uneasy about the crazy dude who could kill her at any second and do it with a smile on his face.  Aneya didn’t know if she could trust him but she also knew that he was the best bet she had at making some kind of living other than just stealing all the time.  She was hoping to get a job and maybe even become a ninja like the others she had met along the way.  And she said met as in stole from and kept going.  But they all had some sort of aura to them, something that made them strong.  And Aneya wanted what they had. 
 
Her life had pretty much been isolated from others.  Even though she was around people a lot she could only survive by separating herself from them and being invisible to them.  Companionship or any kind of relationship…it just made no sense to Aneya.  She never stayed in the same place for long.  If she did the authorities or even worse the people she stole from would get wise and try to stop her. She had always been ahead of the game and that meant she didn’t make attachments.  But if she was able to train and become stronger she wouldn’t need to steal, which would mean she wouldn’t always have to run.  But that didn’t mean she wanted any kind of friendship.  She didn’t even know what friends were.  There were Marks and there were assets.
 
Kuro suggested she try her “trick” again but forcing more power into it, whatever that meant. Aneya never thought of it as a trick, well she guessed it was a trick but it wasn’t really something she had ever thought about.  She did it as a distraction to snag some money or even as a road side show.  That didn’t bring in as much money though.  For some reason people only tend to give beggars the lowest possible amount they can without looking like an ass for tipping someone with 1 ryo.  But Aneya didn’t mind trying to show off for this guy.  Placing the spoon back on the counter this time she placed both hands on the counter one on either side of the spoon.  This time Aneya would try to pour whatever power it was he was trying to get her to use into the counter.  At first she was just pushing on the countertop with all of her strength.  She didn’t know how but she thought of this power she had coming from the center of her chest.  As she breathed she would imagine the power flowing through the spoon.  The spoon lifted again this time though rising a couple feet off the counter.  Then something new occurred.  The spoon began to spin.  It spun faster and faster and Aneya panicked.  She didn’t know what she was doing.  She let go of the bar and the spoon flew over and shattered the mirror behind the bar.  The spoon ended sticking into the wall behind the mirror.
 

“I didn’t mean that, I’m sorry it just kind of happened. I don’t know what I did.”  Aneya stammered out.  She was afraid she had just blown it with getting him to teach her.  An untrained pupil who can’t control herself was a risk.  Aneya didn’t bother cleaning up she was pretty sure after today she wouldn’t come back here anyway so she didn’t really care what Vinnie thought.

As Kuro though, it was likely an untrained technique, highly power by electromagnetic manipulation. She specifically chose a spoon for it, when there were pieces of wood nearby, and of course the plate, napkin, and such. If she had been trying to impress him, she would have tried doing it to the wooden stool. Naturally, she didnt have the power to manipulate electromagnetic fields, but she may develop it later on... interesting. He had to wonder if she knew just how powerful that technique could become. A picture of the girl, armored in metal, flying through the air like a human bullet, with thousands of swords fighting an army for her, flew through his mind. That would be fun... This girl certainly had potential. He had to wonder if the girl had any bloodlines though, seeing as her memories felt... odd. Almost like she was genetically resistant to it. Of course it didnt matter how resistant she was when she was such a low ranked little girl, and he was a legendary ninja using one of the most powerful techniques, with one of the most overpowered bloodlines as a conduit. It would be like a fish with wings trying to match a bird. It just didnt happen. Usually because either the fish simply shouldnt have wings, or should die without water. Either way, in the end that genetic resistance was a fairly decent one, as far as normal mind raping techniques would have gone. Kuro's Okoimane was fueled by his incredible chakra though, so it would be unlikely he should ever find someone who could break it.

Further, she displayed a willpower that he rather liked. For the most part, people were sheep, wolves, or shepherds. Kuro was something different, a shifter. He changed constantly, to suit what he wanted most. He was the one who made everything fall into place. Even so, his students and friends were different. Misaki was like a wolf tamer, the one who taught the wolves HOW to hunt, rather than try and stop them. Yaju was a wolf, but he was an alpha wolf. He knew to obey Misaki and Kuro, but everyone else could bite him, or rather, he would bite them. Alice was quite simple. A snake. She did not care about anything like money, status. She wanted power, and fun. Kuro had started out similarly. This girl, however, was more like a raccoon for the moment. Stealing to live, but with potential to become something fierce. Yes, she would prove interesting. How should he do this? Simple training and let her get creative with her own powers, or should he supply her with techniques? It wouldnt matter really, seeing as she would grow either way. The truth was, Kuro was curious about how she would develop. From her memories, he would hazard a guess at genjutsu, but from her past itself, he would suggest stealth. A combination of the two... Kuro grinned.

Kuro stared at the area the spoon hit. To him, it had moved in slow motion. It was surprising how she had turned a spoon into a weapon, let alone one based on sharpness... Good. That would be useful. Even more so, the fact that she had instinctively wanted the spoon to get away from her, likely from confusion and fear. It was impressive, he had to admit, that she had even mediocre control over such a power without any training. The possibility of it being a bloodline was there though. Even so, such a potentially powerful bloodline would be amazing. Even the overpowered uchiha couldnt counter 1000 metal objects flying at them randomly. Fucking overpowered bloodlines... Then again, he grinned, he had stolen their bloodline and gained an even higher form of it. Demetri was on his way to getting rinnegan as well, but Kuro was the first person to get it in over... well however long it had been since the fourth world war. He couldnt remember honestly. With all the volcanos, asteroids, and other random apocalypses that would have been no problem for ninja but somehow killed off the entire planet except a few, history was kinda lost. Even so, he was wise. His power was insane, but hers could become just as deadly, with the right push. He was once in her position, he mused. Powerless, fearing for his life, easily broken. Until he had killed his abusive parents who sold him into pseudo-slavery, of course. After that, his bloodline instantly made him strong. It was a big shock, he remembered, going from powerless to powerful in an instant. Maybe he could make sure that Aneya here didnt feel the same confusion he did. After all, he never had a teacher... He had to rectify that as well. He wanted to learn the other elements, so he needed to.

Kuro almost missed how a black hole opened up and swallowed the spoon, but his perception was keyed right where the black hole was... He grinned again. A new power? Very likely. Trying to replicate the action, Kuro stared at a nice bottle of wine in the back, which he could see clearly from his seat. The bottle vanished into the black hole, and his grin widened. He finally turned to Aneya, keeping his gleeful grin on his face. "I see. Your ability is interesting, I like it. I may even be able to find a teacher who can make you like a god with that skill." Kuro's grin did not lessen as he spoke, though for once it was far from creepy. "If your skills suit destruction or stealthy manipulation of the mind, I am the one to talk to." That much was true. He was BORN for destruction and manipulation. Every jutsu he used had multiple purposes, he made sure of it. Why waste learning a jutsu when it can only be used in certain ways, when you can learn a jutsu that can be useful in any situation? He never understood that himself.

Kuro was not ignorant to his faults. Lightning chakra was far different than water, earth, or wood. With earth and wood, you just poured power into the jutsu, while with water you swelled the mass of water, controlling it in a given direction. Electricity must be vastly different from liquids and solids then. He knew she had failed because his lackluster training, but that wasnt his fault. He'd have to make sure to learn lightning when he got back to Kumo. Maybe Yaju would be able to help with that. Alice had those heart things though, so she might be able to help. No, wait, she got her elements via hearts not training, so it was unlikely she had trained the element like he would have to. Even so, Alice should come with him. He needed time to train... Yes... that was what he needed, he decided. He needed to train for a bit of time, maybe a few months, maybe a year or so. He needed to master this strange new eye technique and his potential elements, which is to say all the basic elements. A year sounded wonderful... Better not tell Misaki though. She might yell at him for something, plus he figured she might be happy he was gone. She wasnt that attached to him, really, so why would she care? He was practically just Kumo's nuclear deterrent... He sighed sadly, secretly wishing to feel wanted in some manner. At least this girl and Alice wanted him as a teacher...

"Alright how about we go somewhere we can train?" Kuro didnt expect it, but his body turned intangible. Instead of falling through the chair, he instinctively stood up, pondering why he still felt a floor beneath his feet, even though it was... different. It was indescribably different, to the point of ridiculousness. The floor of the bar was molded, shifting when weight was placed on it. The floor Kuro felt was solid, as if someone had taken the entire earth and condense it into a single platform just for him to walk on. He really needed to get a notebook to write all these observations down so he didnt forget them. That brought another problem to mind, where would he go for his training? Probably out to sea. Anywhere he trained in the elemental nations would be instantly bombarded with some fame-seeking fool. "Know any place private? Bring anything metal you have with you."

The sensation was a rush.  How had she even been able to do that?  It made no sense.  Why did it spin like it did?  The speed of the rotation was faster than anything she had ever seen.  Nothing made any sense.  This power was new to her.  Being good at anything worthwhile made her confident in herself.  She looked down at her hands.  Now if only she could figure out how she did it so she could do it regularly.  And hopefully not screw up at the end.  But the process was very weird.  Aneyea wanted to learn how to control this ability.  Since she was a kid she had always been under someone or something’s boot.  Always pushing her hardest just to survive.  She was sick of it. Sick of the pain, sick of the loneliness, sick of the helpless ness.  If the man still was sensing her chakra he would see it spike as her determination reached it’s peak.  No longer would she just sit by and allow those above her to keep her down.  Even this man with enormous power would only be a stepping stone to her true potential.  Aneya would refuse to be at the bottom of this barrel of puke she called a life.  It was her turn.  Her Chakra would have a dark tint as all Aneya had ever known was evil.  She was trading fear and hopelessness with Anger and rage and selfishness. 
 
The man spoke to her saying that he liked what he saw and that he could find a good teacher.  Then he said that he would be able to teach her to be like a God.  Seemed he had some Mind reading powers.  But it meant nothing.  He had said some very specific thing to her about training very specific abilities.  Though she had no clue how any of this worked she didn’t care.  She would become strong.  Stonger than the old man that had taken her in.  stronger than the slavers who had abused her.  Stronger than the police and people who looked down on her.  She now had her Nindo.  From this day on that was her goal. 
 
Her aura was that of a fighting dreamer who knew the destination but not the path.  But it didn’t matter what steps she had to take, for the cause will justify the means.  Kuro suggested a change in scenery and that she should grab whatever metal she had.  She guessed the guy was going to teach her something.  Aneya grabbed the tub of silverware which seemed to be the only thing metal around.  The man seemed to ponder for a moment before asking if she knew anywhere private.  To tell the truth she normally kept tabs on the busiest places.  That’s how she earned her keep.  However knowing which alleys were vacant was also usefull information to a pick pocket.  Looking down at the cup/tub full of silverware she thought that maybe an alley way wouldn’t work.  She did spend a lot of time in the woods though.  And this town was not different from the other ones.  She always visited towns close to the woods.  For the last year she had called the woods her home.  And there is nothing more private than a random location in the middle of nowhere.  “I mean I imagine we could just use the woods outside of town” Aneya was eager to start training, almost impatient.  Today would change the rest of her life.
 

Aneya led them out of town and into the forest.  The forest was full of very tall and very dense groves.  Aneya was actually becoming a bit of a tracker in these woods.  She learned how to track and hunt game as well as find water and other necessities in the woods.  She was a forest elf of sorts living off the land.  But that only went so far.  Sleeping on the ground was annoying and pathetic after a while and the lack of a proper bath is what drove Aneya to stealing.  Not just that but you know what I mean.  Aneya would lead them through the woods to a clearing where they would be able to train.  The clearing was about 50 meters across and only had a few  pumpkin sized rocks that might get in the way.  “Does this work?”

Kuro wanted to burst into laughter at the girl before him. So easily changed. A rare meeting combined with a few words and he had changed a girl's entire life, maybe even his own. It was always so amusing, thinking about the malleability of humans. One word, one action, no matter how small, could shape that entire person's life. He had seen it in action, and had been a victim of it. His parents, having sold him into slavery, informed he he was not worth the trouble that keeping him would have brought. Since they were in debt so badly, they had little choice. They had likely figured it would be best to break Kuro before the slavers did. Even then, he was told he was worthless. Until Minatsuki, he had believed it. She had given him purpose and power, both to use as she saw fit. He didnt mind back then. He had been a tool, and he had accepted it. After she died, however, he became lost. It made him wonder how long he had subconsciously believed himself to be worthless. A childhood experience had shaped his life, as short as it was at the moment. A moment can shape a life, then.

Naturally, Kuro was happy to have another student, though he had to wonder if Alice would get jealous. While it would be ever so amusing to see Alice and Aneya fight, hopefully a cat-fight, with lots of tentacles, clothing rips... Kuro shook his head of those thoughts, but still hoped it happened. It would make all this getting lost he had been doing worth it. Maybe he should see a doctor, since he was having perverted thoughts more and more as of late. It could be a hormone imbalance, or some type of long term poison. Or maybe he was just under a powerful mind manipulating jutsu. What if this was all some kind of sick joke made by a Yamanaka? Was this reality? He didnt actually care. He felt as if it were real, so it was. That was it. Granted, his thoughts about it being an illusion never left his mind. What were his chances of actually finding three students with potential? He could understand his luck, which was ridiculously good and bad at the same time, such as when he assassinated the Mizukage, which was good, before finding out he was a jinchuuriki and having to fight the Sanbi, which was bad. He wouldnt mind fighting a bijuu again though. Before, he had been weak against the thing, but now... He was finally strong.

With that, he began to ponder on his own nindo. It had started as simply protecting Minatsuki. That protection then transferred to Kumo as a whole. Lately however... he just wanted to have fun. It seemed as if everything was going so god damned slowly! All this ridiculous power with no real purpose. Nothing to fight, nothing to win, just... waiting. He hated waiting. It wasnt pain, it wasnt fear, and it wasnt death. No, his greatest fear was boredom. Stagnation, the inability to act. Waiting was a large part of boredom. He sought fun, not patience. Fuck patience when he could change the world with a few words! Granted, it took time to change the world, but that was okay. He would continue to wait, distracting himself by fighting or playing with people. Either way, he would cause major change for the world. One step at a time... He had to remind himself that he was with people, as to not get too sucked into thought.

Standing up, Kuro followed her. Except... instead of walking out the door, Kuro walked through the wall. No, I dont mean he phased through it with Kamui, I mean he simply walked through it, leaving a Kuro-shaped hole in the wall, walking with Aneya, disregarding any obstacles, including various trees that he knocked down by walking through them. Oh he loved being such a badass! Not that others couldnt do it, but they couldnt really get away with it. That was the best part about being him. He did want everyone else got arrested or killed for, and got praised for it. It was so amusing to him, seeing others suffering for things he got away with on a daily basis. Finally, after what seemed like hours to the excessively bored man, they reached a clearing. "Alright, now, whatever metal you picked up, trying lifting one of them up without spinning it." It would be hard, what with how magnets works. It would also test whether she had the potential for being his student. Alice had earned her right by proving her personality, while Yaju was just chosen by Misaki. How would this girl prove herself? Control? Power? Or would it be that ungodly willpower he could feel from within her? He was excited to find out. She may prove to be an even better student than Alice, not that it was likely Alice just fit as his perfect apprentice. She was like him, but female... and made of that weird EGF thing, or whatever it was called.

Kuro sat on the ground to watch her. "When you use your power, try and feel what is causing it more, the more you can feel it, the more it will be controllable. For example." Kuro raised his right hand, whispered something, and the air buckled, ground caving in as if god himself had simply said 'no.' Shinra Tensei was useful for intimidation and demonstration. If you used it with too much or little power, you could kill yourself from back firing the jutsu. The same was true for most of his jutsu. "When you get done with that, we will move onto aiming." Kuro leaned back to watch the girl try to work her power, while practicing his own Kamui power with intagibility. Phasing his hand through a rock was the most common method he was using.

When Aneya was little she had been in an orphanage with many other mean kids.  They would call her names because she always smiled.  No matter what happened she would smile because that is what people had told her to do.  She had quickly broke that habit because smiling while crying all the time got old.  But she soon learned a new trick it was called a sneer.  It was a smile that was meant to hurt people.  She would do it all the time when she hurt the bullies that made fun of her.  Aneya had a had childhood but that only meant she was stronger because of it.  If it wasn’t for those stupid kids she would have never been able to last as a pickpocket and con artist.  It had formed a sort of wall or barrier between her and emotions, which allowed her to wear emotions like a set of clothing.  She would take off sadness and rage and put on innocence like a fresh pair of socks.  And the best part was she never had to put on guilt.  She could simply ignore the pain she caused others.  But after everything was said and done she did what she must to keep going, because giving up was not an option for her.  In her line of work giving up meant she would starve.  The same is true for other occupations but hers was the bottom.  You don’t go lower and find a job, you simply die.  And there was now greater dishonor than dieing.
 
This thought made her smile as she held the spoon.  She didn’t really know how to do this without a metal surface. That is what she did regularly, but there was no metal counter top here.  But that didn’t mean she was allowed to give up.  Setting the spoon on her hand she decided she would try to simply do the same thing she did as if it were on the metal surface.  Focusing on the spoon it immediately fly off her hand and into the woods.  Aneya just stared.  “UH…” She finally decided to just leave the spoon and use a new one.  What Aneya didn’t know was that when she did the trick using the metal counter top she had to electrically magnetize the entire counter, which took much more chakra than simply moving the spoon on its own.  This is why the spinning was at such a high velocity as well as the speed of the spoon flying into the mirror back at the bar.  But again Aneya didn’t know this.  She had no idea what was happening as the second spoon flew into the woods.  “RRRRRRRRrrrrrrrr!!”  Aneya ground her teeth together, the act creating friction and triggering the lightning chakra inside her body.  The entire tub flew in all directions away from her into the trees.  “Figures……FUCK”  Aneya stood and ran her hand through her hair and traced one of the strange cowlicks she had that stuck out on either side of her head looking like antennae.  A spark jumped from her hair to her finger as it left the hair.  “This is dumb I don’t know what I’m doing and the more worked up I get the weirder things happen.”  To make her point a thread of lightning leapt out of her finger tip that was just shocked by her hair into a tree at the edge of the clearing….20 feet away.  “That’s not natural.  That’s not natural right.  I’m doing what you tell me to, but nothing makes sense.”  Looking down Aneya noticed a strange spiral of scared earth under her.  “Great perfect, I’m a fuckin’ freak and now since I can’t control it I’ll probably walk around killing people,” she said taking note of the scorched tree.  “I’m just gonna sit here.”  Flopping down on the ground she crossed her arms and closed her eyes. 
 
Now at this point she also had no idea that she had just burned through 19 years of pent up static energy.  Her body was much like a capacitor.  It gained constant charging from her lightning aligned chakra but until today it had never been released fully.  The scorched tree was about all she would be able to do at this point until she was able to fully grasp the idea of chakra control.  But now it was obvious to her that she was able to harness the abilities of the lightning, though she simply didn’t know how.
 

“I’m thirsty lets go find a creek.”  Aneya knew of one nearby that had cool clean water, but what she didn’t know was that this is where she would have her second mishap.  Walking to the nearby stream she knelt down to take a sip of the water and we all know what happens when water is near electricity.  That’s right as she went to take a drink the water rose up and splashed her in the face.  “Blah WHY!!!”  Aneya threw her hands forward and a good chunk of the stream went with them.  She turned to Kuro and looked at him with tearful eyes.  “Why me?”  She said sadly as the winds picked up and whipped her body across the river and into a tree.  She crumpled to the ground unconscious the wind and water went back to normal.

So her powers were more than simply electromagnetic, they actually manipulated the currents of electromagnetic fields. Kuro was rather sure she also subconsciously manipulated her own as a repulsor for metal objects, or perhaps she actually made minute manipulations on the very Earth's electromagnetic field. He would have to test these later, once she woke up. Heh. The girl even made knocking herself out amusing. He was right about her creating interesting situations, at least. If he had just killed her when she had stolen from him, he wouldnt have been nearly motivated enough to even attempt to master Kamui, let alone actually do it successfully. Maybe he should drop her off at Alice's? Nah, god knows Alice might think he was dropping off a present for her to rape. It would NOT be the first time such a thing happened. Either way, this girl had potential, especially with how far away that lightning bolt had struck... He grinned, walking over towards her defenseless female body.

He picked her unconscious form up, and hefted her onto his shoulder, before quite simply vanishing and reappearing at the bar they had left a while ago. The bar owner was awake, but Kuro did not care, because Kuro was quite simply on another level. Like comparing a Japanese Hornet to a sweat bee. It just didnt matter what the sweat bee did, it would never win. That was why Kuro never bothered with Civilians, they were all just fools. No power, no knowledge of the real world. They were lil shits, that was all. And like all creatures when confronted by a being in an entirely different dimension from their own, they were instinctually wise enough to avoid aggravating Kuro. Even funnier, they parted like the Red Sea when he walked through them. Mostly because he literally walked through them, like he did with the wall. Civilians trying to block a ninja on Kuro's level with their bodies ended with their bodies trashed and beaten with the shinobi just wonderful.

Where should he put her? He could take her with him, now that he knew what he had to do, but that wouldnt be right. The money she had from him would be enough for a while, enough to keep her off the streets for almost a year if she played it right. Even so, he knew she may not be the most fiscally wise, since she had probably never had that much money. He sighed, before doing the right thing. Granted, most people considering walking through the back of a bank with an unconscious girl on your shoulder, stealing all the money in the bank before anyone even noticed you were there, and walking out again, a bad thing, but this is Kuro we are talking about. Bad to him would be unimaginably horrific. It would make the most war torn Veteran cry in fear and confusion. Half because Kuro is simply that fucked up, and half because Kuro would be by their side, staring into their eyes without blinking. He had done it before. Come to think of it, he had done a LOT before.

Kuro yawned. He was getting tired now. Apparently so are you, cause you just yawned. In any case, Kuro teleported back to the clearing they were in, gently put the girl on the ground, and Kamui'd the money he had stolen from the bank onto the field. This way no one would bother her. Actually... He put his hands in front of him, as if holding two orbs, before focusing his chakra into two separate forms. Yin, the giver of life. Yang, the giver of form. In an instant, the world reshaped itself, the wood from the trees coming towards the area a few yards in front of Kuro, to form a modest home. Though it had no furnishings, she would have the money when she woke up. Because Kuro was a gentleman(HAHAHAHA), he formed a note with words already on it via Creation of All Things, telling her exactly;

"Dear Girl-I-just-met
No, that was not a dream, this house is made of wood, it is yours, and so is the giant pile of money. I dont know how long it will last you, but we will meet again. If you ever need help, head towards Kumogakure and tell them you know Kurokon Shikyo. They wouldnt usually just help you out, but with my word to them, they should. I promise you, we will meet again. Maybe then I can let you meet my other student. Be warned though, she may or may not try to rape you. Im honestly not sure. We are all a bit crazy like that."

Kuro chuckled to himself at the ridiculousness of the situation. Leaving a note for a girl he just met, making her a house because why not. True, the house would burn down easily enough, but it was her responsibility to keep it up. Even worse, if the girl simply tried to walk into town with all that money, she would get robbed, or worse. Kuro was able to do it because no one was willing to mess with a missing ninja. This girl had the potential to be like Kuro one day, but she was a ways off. Maybe he would check up on her when his training was done. Without another thought, he vanished, teleporting via Kamui to Kumogakure. While he wasnt going to let Misaki know about his training trip, he would tell Yaju, Alice, and maybe that kid who helped him with his EMS. Maybe he could even get that kid, Hikaraishi, he thought it was, to get rinnegan. Was it possible that rinnegan was only for certain people, or did it have specific requirements? He didnt really care either way anymore, so long as it was fun~
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5395/5000 Kamui Mastered!
Exit directly to Kumogakure, do not post in country borders, do not collect 200 ryo

Approved.

She woke up that night.  Her head was sore and she couldn’t really see anything.  She seemed to be able to move just fine so she knew she wasn’t bound.  But the space she was in was pitch black.  She had no choice but to fall back asleep.  The only thought that went through her head was wondering what had happened. 
 
The sun woke her hours later.  It came in the tiny crack under the door.  Otherwise the room was well built and let in none of the outside elements.  Aneya could now make out the shape of shuttered windows and a mass of something next to her.  Opening the door to let in more light she found that she had been lying next to a pile of hard cash.  There was so much Aneya had to wonder where it had come from.  Grabbing a stack, Aneya went into town to buy some lunch.  Going to a restaurant, (not Vinnie’s restaurant being it was closed due to damages.)  Aneya purchased some pork slices.  Not too long later while eating Aneya was interrupted by some very official looking men.  Aneya hated cops.  She snagged another piece of meat. 
 
“You must come with us young lady you’re in a lot of trouble.”  The very strapping pressed and polished man said.
 
Aneya popped another piece of pork into her mouth.  “You’re not in trouble till you get caught.”  She said it very unladylike through a mouthful of food and slobber.  The police man took this opportunity to reach for Aneya.  Surprising even herself she moved swiftly sliding farther into the booth and ate another piece of meat. 
 
“Your under arrest for theft.”  The policeman said reaching over to grab her.  He grabbed her upper arm and she immediately responded.  Rolling toward him sideways she ended up sitting on his back as her lay in the booth.  Aneya’s power must have sky rocketed from the training she had done the day before.  She ate another piece of meat. 
 
“Common fellas you need an entire platoon to take in a simple pick pocket?” 
 
“A pick pocket?”  the lieutenant exclaimed as his commanding officer was currently trying to get out from under the girl sitting on his back.  “Your no pick pocket 3 days ago you and your friend robbed a bank and made off with nearly 3 million Ryo."
 
Aneya mouthed the word 3 million in surprise.  That must have been the money in the hut she woke up in.  “Wait three days ago?”  Yes Aneya has been unconscious for 3 days. 
 
“Yeah and the evidence is being collected as we speak.  You think you can set up shop a few minutes walk from the village and not have us find your hut?  This is our village and we will defend it.”  The lieutenant went to grab Aneya as well but She had heard all she needed to.  Leaping high over the lieutenants head Aneya landed on one of the grunts heads and then used it as a spring board to leap out the door.  She had gained impressive power but at the same time she now had an even bigger warrant of her head. She wouldn’t forget the man who had taught her what it meant to have power.  The ryo in her pocket that she had taken from the stack would last her a while.  But not nearly as long as three million would have.
 
Today:
Aneya had dozed off a bit.  Her pork slices were now inedible.  She wouldn’t buy anymore though.  Even though she had some more money.  The small packet of 1200 ryo still sat in her pocket.  She had kept it all this time.  She had kept it as a promise.  She would give it back to the man who had given her her life as a ninja.
 
[Exit]
TWC 5,329
26 stats
1000 learned water element
1000 learned Ninjutsu
1790 toward learning fuinjutsu
1539 toward wind element

Approved