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Here's the song I listened to while writing this; I like it for fight scenes. Feel free to listen while you read. Might want to loop it if you're a slow reader.

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Four white robes leaped out of the village, bursting across the hilly terrain. They ran incredibly quick; around a hundred km/h to start off with. The Kage picked up speed as they went, eventually reaching Vreg’s landing spot in just over a minute. Their enemy was ready for them. Kuro took a wild swing only to be ducked by Vreg. Kuria and Reminance followed up with a punch each. The enemy grabbed their fists as they hit, tossing the two Kage behind him. Hayame struck last, opening the earth underneath Vreg. It created a ravine a few hundred meters long. The Hokorikage grunted and yelled as he clapped his hands together. The ground began to close back up.

“Senpō: Chikyū no Shinseina Fūin!” (Sage Art: Divine Seal of the Earth) Thousands of letters and symbols formed on either slab of earth, threatening to finish the seal if the two sides touched. Unfortunately, it would not be so.

“Tsuihō Ten Kara.” (Expulsion From Heaven) Vreg's invisible force jutsu struck again, with himself as the epicenter. It destroyed the seal completely, throwing rocks every which way. A crater larger than the Hidden Hill was the eventual result, and he stood in the center. The Kage stared him down for awhile, waiting for him to make the next move.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands together. Nothing happened. Both sides waited awhile, until Vreg held his hands up to the sky. The scarce clouds above scattered as countless metal rods rained from above. They pierced every Earth Style jutsu Hayame attempted to raise to protect himself, they were unaffected by Kuria’s Wind Style deterrents and they were ruthlessly quick and sharp. It became a game of dodge the rain, however, Vreg wasn’t going to stand idle while they played.

He leaped into the air and grabbed a rod. His target was Kuria -- the youngest Kage and most likely the least experienced. He would still pose a challenge, but would fall quicker than the others. The boy danced around Vreg’s Magnet Style: Kinetic Bombardment Jutsu near the edge of the forest. Vreg charged, rod in hand. The first attack caught Kuria off guard, but still narrowly missed him. Another barrage of attacks came. Dodge. Duck. Jump. Twirl. The kid was quick on his feet; Wind Style certainly helped refine his movements. Vreg prepared for another strike now that Kuria was acclimated to avoiding both him and his jutsu; yet he stopped shortly before his target. Instead, he released another Expulsion From Heaven, throwing Kuria back several meters, into a falling rod. It pierced his thigh and stuck several feet into the ground. He would be unable to move.

The Kinetic Bombardment stopped shortly after; that was all he needed it for. The other three Kage were quick in their re-entry to combat, giving chase to Vreg as he ran alongside the forest. An overhead slam from Hayame came, followed by a massive swing from Kuro’s sword. Both attacks missed, dodged by their adversary milliseconds before landing. Reminance, however, imbued with lightning chakra, was as fast, if not faster than Vreg. He swung a nasty left hook, yet still barely missed, sizzling the flowing fabric of Vreg’s cloak with supercharged lightning chakra.

They continued accelerating as they sped through the countryside. Vreg, the leader of the pack, was reaching speeds upwards of 400 km/h. He was followed closely by Reminance, who had thrown several attacks, all of which missed. Kuro tailed the Kaminarikage, having to activate his chakra cloak to maintain speed. Hayame followed in the same fashion as Kuro, however, he was beginning to slow down. He simply wasn’t as fast as those young whippersnappers and his Sage Mode was beginning to wear off as well.

The group neared the ocean; their running had taken them across the entire territory controlled by the Hidden Hill. It was now or never for Hayame. He leaped forward with what energy he could muster.
“Senpō: Kongō Fūsa!” (Sage Art: Adamantine Sealing Chains.) Dozens of chains tipped with spikes rocketed towards Vreg. Just one hit would be enough to seal this guy for years, let alone trapping him in the entire barrier.

“Sunaton: Ōku Kokumotsu Shīru!” (Sand Style: Seal of Many Grains.) Fine sand rose from the ground behind Vreg, grabbing hold of the Adamantine Chains. It began to draw the chakra from the jutsu, sealing a small bit in each particle of sand. Hayame cut his jutsu short as Vreg’s seal began to absorb the chains that went to replace the old ones.

The gathered sand scattered to the wind -- Hayame wouldn’t ever get that chakra back unless he collected it piece by piece from the sand.

The chase continued as Vreg hit the water, Reminance and Kuro hot in pursuit.
“I don’t feel great without earth underneath my feet -- you two will do fine without me!” Hayame yelled after his fellow Kage as they chased on water. The defeated Hokorikage turned back and began the long walk to see if Kuria was alright.

Kuro, however, was just getting into his zone; being surrounded by water felt rejuvenating. A Water Snake Barrage flew towards the two Kage, who were now reaching speeds of 500 km/h. Reminance flipped over the incoming attack, Kuro dropped underneath the surface, maintaing his speed by propelling himself through the water with a simple jutsu pushed to the extreme. He popped up within a few seconds, sensing the threat had passed.

Suddenly, Vreg stopped and turned. The Kage flew right into his hands. He got a chokehold on both of them, slamming Reminance underwater and throwing Kuro into the air.

Trying to distance me from the water, eh? It certainly worked.
“Well. This is annoying.” He said, crossing his arms as he reached the peak of his flight, nearly a kilometer into the air. Then he saw it; Vreg leaped into a nearby storm cloud, harnessing the raw power contained within. A few seconds later, an eagle, composed of pure lightning, peaked its head outside the cloud. Kuro needed to do something fast; the thing looked to be around the size of the Hidden Hill’s arena.

The Yukikage bit his thumb, letting blood fly loose all around him.
“Kuchiyose no Jutsu!” (Summoning Jutsu.) A summoning circle the size of a house appeared in front of Kuro’s hand. After a cloud of smoke and a few seconds, Kuro held tightly to 13 ton killer whale. A ear-deafening screech came from the eagle before it launched towards Kuro. By the time of impact, he had seven irregularly large killer whales in between him and the jutsu. If I live through this, I’ll contract some blue whales. Those fuckers would be a much better meat shield.

Kuro clung tightly the the last killer whale as lightning blew past all around him, parted by this hastily prepared shield.

Five of the seven whales had disintegrated completely, the next got a bit crispy. Kuro had, luckily, escaped without harm. The whales unsummoned, and he hit the water a few seconds later.
“You’re one cruel guy.” Reminance was half submerged, his arms holding his upper half up out of water.
“And I’ll live to see another day because of it.” Kuro added, however, he wasn’t so sure of that himself. This opponent was many leagues ahead of anything Kuro had fought before. However, he did have an idea.
“Keep pushing him that way.” Kuro turned and point a bit to the right. Reminance couldn’t see anything distinguishable -- they stood in the middle of the ocean. He simply nodded in agreement and pulled himself out of the water.

The Kaminarikage stretched for a little bit, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck and knuckles. Now the gloves come off. His chakra exploded into a vibrant cloak; intense enough to crack the mask he usually wore.

Kuro stumbled back. Now that’s a presence. He grinned and drew a sword.

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So this is gonna be longer than expected. Maybe about 10 episodes total.

-Two Days Until the Ceremony

“Boardwalk Burgers? More like... Bored-walk Burgers! Because they’re not having any fun!” Diamond Himitsu Lee waited for a reaction from his friends -- none came. Damn. I thought that one was good, too. He began to think of some more jokes before his attention was drawn to some suspicious characters entering the village. They wore dark cloaks and a metal mask over their face. He elbowed Yokiro lightly, who in turn nudged Satoru, who in turn socked Yokiro right in the face.

“What the fuck, man?” He said. That certainly caught the attention of everyone nearby. Diamond looked back towards the bridge. Apparently those two guys had noticed Lee’s group noticing them; both had disappeared. Takumi got up from their line on the ledge facing the front river and jumped down. Yukiro and Satoru were too busy scuffling to notice, but Diamond Lee was curious. What would prompt him to do such a thing without saying a word? He followed Takumi’s lead as quietly as he could.

The red-haired shinobi suddenly ducked into a sewer pipe. Diamond Lee waited at the entrance for a few seconds, then jumped in himself. The pipe remained the same size for a few meters, then opened up into a surprisingly large chamber, which had three or four feet of murky water on the bottom. Takumi was in a standoff with the two mysterious characters from before. Both sides had weapons drawn; two kunai for Takumi, a sword for the first adversary and a kunai for the second.

Diamond Lee jumped down onto Takumi’s side, which prompted the enemy to act. The guy with the sword flipped it to his buddy and jumped a few meters back. The second one, catching the sword, charged Takumi, catching him off guard.

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-The Previous Day

“I don’t know this elder, and to be blunt, I don’t trust him.” Fulvius understood Kuria’s concern. “He’s had the ANBU under his thumb for a decade or so. What if he’s the one doing this shit?” Kuria quieted down towards the end of the sentence, his childish instinct to not curse kicked in. Fulvius nodded in response and bit his thumbnail. Should I…? Would it be too imposing?

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Diamond Lee tossed a kunai towards the attacker locked in close combat with Takumi. Without interrupting his routine of furious strikes, he caught the kunai through the hole on the end with his sword, returning it twice as hard. Diamond dodged, then launched himself forwards. He landed a solid kick to the guy’s ribs -- or so he thought. His foot went completely through the guy’s torso, causing Diamond to fall to the ground on the other side. What the fuck? He got up and attacked again. No connection, no reaction from either fighter.

Diamond Lee stopped and looked closely. Both sides were repeating the same attack over and over again in a loop. He waved his hand in front of Takumi’s face. Still no reaction. He turned to the second enemy, who stood as still as a statue. His eyes were wide open, almost creepily. His hands were held in a hand sign. Genjutsu? Lee formed the release hand sign. Release.

Lee felt his vision fading as he awoke from the genjutsu; while incapacitated the chakra he used to keep himself above water had worn off. He broke the surface and gasped for air. The sound of metal clanging was almost satisfying to hear again. Diamond Lee looked around and saw the guy who had put him in the genjutsu, weaving more handsigns. Fucker almost drowned me. Luckily, he hadn’t been noticed yet. Lee took in a huge breath and submerged again.

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-The Previous Day

“Fulvius, I know what you’re thinking. At least I think I do.” Kuria looked towards his cousin. He was squinting, a usual sign of deep thought for him. Fulvius nodded and opened his mouth to speak.
“Yeah, I think it’s time we do. I’ll send a carrier pigeon right away.”
“Right. We shouldn’t need too many, either. Just a couple. Gotta stay beneath everyone and anyone’s radar.” Kuria added.

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Lee reached out, grabbed the genjutsu user’s ankle and pulled him under the surface. The guy’s mask came off and his cloak floated up, revealing snow white hair, killer red eyes and the clothing of a shinobi. Lee had never seen the guy before, that was for sure; yet he could see his clan emblem clearly. If he remembered, it was a clan from the Hidden Metal. What were they doing here, and why were they so hostile?

Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the water. It was the Hidden Metal elder. Lee glanced over towards Takumi, and the Hidden Hill Kage-elect had gotten in between Takumi and the other Metal shinobi, parrying all of their attacks with several kunai. He pushed them both back.

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-Earlier That Morning

“My ANBU should be arriving sometime in the afternoon. I only sent for two -- they’ll be in uniform, but nothing outwardly obvious will be worn.” Fulvius explained. Kuria nodded, shuffling through the paper notes with numbers. He could still make no sense of them.
“With all the odd shinobi here for the ceremony, they should blend in. Metal masks and cloaks.”
“I just hope that this doesn’t go south, but if it does, we may need to rely on them in combat.”
“I have faith they’ll serve well. They’ve been fighting as a unit for a while; brothers actually. Tsunagami, an obscure Metal clan.”

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Hooke dumped several dozen slips of paper from his pocket into a dumpster. They all had numbers ranging from 430 - 490. He turned to look at the soon-to-be Hill Kage walking down the street, checking the signs on each shop. He finally stopped at the ramen shop Hooke had spent most of last year’s entire savings on over the past few days. The kid scratched his head, looking at the sign on top of the shop that displayed its name.

Hooke finished tossing the papers and walked off, whistling. Kuria looked troubled, staring at the sign on top of the shop still. A large slip of paper fell off the name, changing the name of the shop by one letter.

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This is probably the most serious episode yet; I’m not sure how you guys like it balanced. More comedy, less seriousness? Let me know.

aye maintaining the comic relief and simultaneously developing the tension. Still can't perfectly picture the sinister cause yet!
And yep, Vuregu making an appearance is required, after all Mars is about to become the kage.
How long is this arc gonna last?

There isn't a set length, however it should only be a few more episodes.

After that I'll take a break from writing, and maybe start a second arc after the break.

Sometimes quick story ideas will randomly pop in my head, and I begin to write them down and get addicted -- so enjoy this random short story about a Kasuke. I got lazy and decided to use village names from SLO and powers/abilities from the show. This isn't spellchecked or even reviewed at all, so there may be some mistakes.

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Kosuke stood before an army of shinobi, all touting fierce weapons and expressions to match. Clothed in primarily dark blue -- the army of Asaka Seiken of the Hidden Thunder, aided by several squads of Hidden Hill shinobi. Rumor had it there could be several Uchiha in the crowd. Kosuke had a theory; he wasn’t quite sure of it’s accuracy -- it was just a theory -- but, if it worked, his power could achieve an entirely new level.

The Rinnegan was a natural evolution and predecessor of the Sharingan, but his had no tomoe like was recorded on historical texts. Kosuke planned to return the Uchiha eyes to his body in an attempt to add tomoe to his Rinnegan.

Kosuke dashed into the fray, catching his first victim off guard. The power behind the slash tore a wound straight through his flak jacket. He brought his sword back around, slicing through the shinobi to his left as he turned to face the new threat. They were beginning to move once what had happened processed. Kosuke blocked one overhead swing with his sword, dropping his left hand from the hilt to generate a black receiver, an icon of the Rinnegan.

Kosuke plunged the rod into the enemy and shouldered him to the ground, continuing forward. All of the nearby shinobi had now registered the beginning of combat, turning their attention towards Kosuke. Blocking became the name of the game; he clenched his sword tight in his right hand, twirling and hopping to avoid and block incoming strikes. As the enemy’s attacks became more coordinated and more shinobi were able to attack at once without colliding with their allies, Kosuke spawned another black receiver as a blocking tool for his left hand.

Soon enough, there was no opportunity to strike at all -- Kosuke’s movements were all defensive. Enough of this.
“Shinra Tensei!” A short burst knocked back the surrounding shinobi, however, the enemy was prepared. One particularly bulky man rocketed towards Kosuke head on, arriving after the Almighty Push was already used. He blocked, of course, but the weight of the attack delivered by a massive hammer launched him back a good thirty meters.

Suddenly, Kosuke picked up on a completely different kind of chakra. The kind an Uchiha would make. He frantically scanned the crowd, looking for anyone with Uchiha markings. There he was, eighty meters out, right eye closed. It began to bleed, prompting Kosuke to weave the signs for an earth wall.
“Doton: Doryūheki!” (Earth Style: Earth Wall) He slammed his hand on the ground, erecting a wall twice his height, in good time, too. Black flames erupted on the wall where he would’ve been had he not protected himself. Kosuke acted quickly, slicing the section of the wall initially coated in the black flame. A solid punch to it’s back shot the half-meter wide tile forward into the crowd.

Kosuke clapped his hands and focused.
“Banshō Ten'in!” The chunk of his earth wall consumed by Amaterasu began to attract nearby shinobi and loose rocks. They quickly caught flame, spreading it to the growing ball of ninja that were gathering around the origin of the jutsu.
“Doton: Sōdaina Chikyū no Dōmu!” (Earth Style: Magnificent Earth Dome) The hellish pile of screaming shinobi covered in black flames were now contained by a large dome of solid rock. Kosuke wasn’t going to give the Uchiha in their ranks the chance to retract his black flame from his allies. Speaking of the Uchiha, Kosuke gazed over the mob of shinobi through the hole in his earth wall; they remained distracted by the events occurring nearby.

Kosuke gladly took the time to recharge his Deva Path’s ability; a Banshō Ten'in of that magnitude casted on an object so far away from himself was costly. It would be a good forty five seconds before he could use it again. However, there would be no rest for the wicked. A swift punch to his gut sent Kosuke tumbling back in the dirt. He was able to land on his feet eventually, sliding backwards still. Green energy filled his vision as the attacker continued his frontal assault. The fucker has opened a few gates. Kosuke received a kick to the jaw, sending him airborne. He was capable enough to predict the next attack, generating a black receiver and swinging it wildly to the right. It penetrated the skin of his opponent, halting their attack.

Kosuke landed without harm, cracking his neck. The sound of metal rattling on the ground came from behind. He turned to see his attacker was a girl, and she had pulled the rod from her leg and tossed it on the ground. How embarrassing it’ll be if I lose to a girl. Especially one that uses physical attacks. Kosuke couldn’t open any of the gates himself, for it seemed whatever gods tried to balance the universe kept him from gaining that extraordinary power in addition to his Rinnegan.

The Deva Path abilities were still recharging, but the Rinnegan offered other paths as well. He didn’t necessarily like to use them, but now was no time to be nitpicky. A quick panda summon blocked the girl’s blitz with it’s hardening ability. Kosuke had no idea what exactly the jutsu it used was and he didn’t really care -- it was solid enough to stop a punch from someone who had opened at least three gates. By the time the girl had recovered her bearings and stepped around the panda, Kosuke was gone.

He sat atop a hill inside the mouth of the Rinnegan’s chameleon summon. It was incredibly disgusting, but it worked. Nothing lasts forever, though. Sensory type ninjas interrupted his brief peace, pointing his pursuer in his direction. The poor chameleon took a harsh chop, de-summoning instantly. Still no Deva Path, though. Kosuke was blitzed yet again, however, he managed to run through his opponent’s calf with a black receiver before taking a blow. This time, he had a plan.

Kosuke wasted no time, generating several black receivers as he landed and chucking them towards the girl. She attempted to get up, but was interrupted when Kosuke channelled an intense amount of chakra through the rod in her leg, briefly taking control of it. She flopped onto the ground, now prone to his incoming receivers. Two more landed out of the five thrown, one in the shoulder and one in the gut. That would have to do for now; Kosuke had more important business to attend to.

The mob of shinobi had reached the bottom of the hill he stood on. Kosuke scanned the crowd for an Uchiha. He sighted only the one from before, standing relatively far away from the front line. Kosuke wasn’t sure on how to approach this. He didn’t have unlimited chakra and was still missing his Deva Path abilities -- there was no time to wait for either. Besides, gates-girl wouldn’t stay down forever.

The Asura Path was certainly his least favorite to use. It was incredibly tacky in Kosuke’s eyes and growing extra arms out of his back was not his style -- but maybe it was time for the ‘warring demon’ to come out. Dire times call for dire measures. Arms blew out of his back, launching smoke bombs and missiles in all directions. Kosuke strengthened his legs and rocketed forward towards his prized target. The Uchiha dodged his initial attack while projectiles rained down onto the army.

Kosuke and the Uchiha began in a bout of taijutsu, in which the Uchiha clearly had the upper hand. Suddenly, he felt it. The Deva Path was back. He waited to get close to eliminate any possibility of Susano’o getting in between him and the auch ins. An unsuspected Banshō Ten'in drew his enemy through his black receiver. Kosuke jumped up in the air and used a rocket modification to blast him away, Uchiha impaled on the black rod in his hand. They landed almost an entire kilometer away, and Kosuke began the transition immediately. The guy screamed as his eyes were ripped out casually by Kosuke. He felt a glimpse of remorse, the man had only begun combat and didn't expect it to end so quickly. A waste of the sharingan.

“These better be eternal.” Kosuke said as he held the left eyeball up to his left eye. He had never exactly done this before, but it was now or never. As he funneled chakra into medical ninjutsu, the eye suddenly disappeared, and his left eye went blind. Kosuke recoiled from the pain, but let loose a wide grin. It felt like it worked; he couldn't open the eye yet, but he felt strength returning to it. Kosuke began with the other eye. It melded into his right eye as quickly, leaving him completely blind. The Uchiha was still groaning on the ground below him, to which Kosuke took a shot in the dark and chucked some chakra receivers.

The noise stopped and Kosuke plopped to the ground. Might as well take a seat while waiting. He continued funneling chakra into his eyes through a medical jutsu. Almost a minute passed before Kosuke felt prepared. He slowly opened his eyes.

It was majestic; Kosuke could see the fading chakra of the Uchiha incredibly clearly. Several bugs flew around the area, all of which Kosuke could track with ease.
“These eyes are nice.” Kosuke turned and ran back towards the battlefield. His Asura Path modifications disappeared; he no longer needed them with the added power of the sharingan.

Kosuke was interrupted by gates-girl. She had broken free by opening the fourth gate. This would've spelled trouble for him five minutes ago, but his new eyes, filled with twelve tomoe altogether, permitted him to see faster than she could move. Her punch was easily blocked. Kosuke grabbed her wrist and tossed her back the way she came. He followed up with intense speed. As he leaked the hill, he saw that his throw had gone further than he expected.

They met halfway, clashing in front of the shinobi army. A quick Taijutsu scuffle led to Kosuke getting a grasp on her head.
“Banshō Ten'in.” Kosuke said calmly. The girl’s skull collapsed from the universal pull. Her head imploded, spilling cranial matter on his right hand. Her body dropped to the ground as Kosuke turned to face the rest of the ninja. He felt good, great even. Maybe it was time to test out the abilities of the sharingan.

His eyes suddenly started bleeding profusely as the yellow aura of Susano’o flared up. Kosuke screamed in agony, yet was unwilling to abandon the attempt. Half of the rib cage was formed when his right eye gave out. It felt completely unresponsive.
“No…” His hand held his head in pain. “No, no, no… NOOO!” His left eye went blind as well. Kosuke fell to his knees, blood dripping from his now ruined eyes. The Sharingan had rejected his body and his Rinnegan.

The problem I have with it is that it's not really even kenjutsu. We are given the option to draw a sword and swing it in one fashion.

It is fun for the first fifteen minutes, but due to it being underpowered it isn't really used. There are also a number of bugs that accompany it as others have gone into more detail about.

I will say, the animation is nice and it feels like it flows well.

meh/10

does make some good memes tho


made by ken

Takumi sat on the bridge which linked the main village grounds to the arena; a normal day for him. Well, not so much. He was supposed to be watching the area of water in between the Kage building and the arena, but the Kage’s Inauguration Ceremony wasn’t for another five days and he couldn’t be bothered. He kicked the water, splashing it around obnoxiously. Hopefully these long days would come to an end under the new Kage. Takumi had been in the room when he discussed a plan for patrolling the ceremony.

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“Lord Kuria, would you prefer to set the patrols at your ceremony yourself?” The Elder asked. Kuria smiled with glee at the thought of controlling such a thing -- but his joy suddenly vanished.
“Why do I need to set patrols at all? I’ll just beat up anyone who tries to hurt the villagers. I am the Kage after all.” The Elder had a pained look on his face as he turned to Takumi’s group, which had recently entered the room. Takumi couldn’t help but feel a pinch of jealousy; a kid four years younger than himself was becoming Okakage.

The Elder tossed a scroll to Takumi’s team leader and turned back to Kuria.
“That’s what we have a military for, young Lord.”
“Yeah, but I want those guys to see how strong I am, so they’ll never doubt me.”
“I assure you, they have the utmost respect for you.” The Elder felt a sudden urge to retire. Maybe he would be able to visit the beaches of Hokorigakure or the slopes of Yukigakure in this pained life.

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Takumi was pulled from his flashback by the sounds of fighting. Metal clanging, specifically. He got up, disgusted at the noise his soggy ninja boots made as he stepped across the bridge. The two combatants stood off near the base of the hill near the arena. Water whipped away at an earth wall; followed immediately by wind to cut the now soggy dirt of the wall. Smart move.

Takumi could make out either an incredibly dirty jacket, or just one from the Hidden Dust. He was holding… A steak knife. It was hard to tell, peeking from behind the tree. The other guy wore a dark blue cloak over whatever ninja gear he had equipped. They both looked like mean dudes, but something was noticeably off about their behavior and movements.

“Drop the knife!” The man in blue commanded. He held his hands in the Ram sign, preparing to unleash a jutsu if his opponent didn’t cooperate.

“FAHK YOO!” The man in the Dust Flak Jacket was either mentally disabled, or incredibly intoxicated. Takumi guessed the latter, as he was supposed to be an elite ninja accompanying the Hokorikage on this important outing.

“Y-YOU WANNA G-G-G-GO BUD?” The intoxicated man continued, weaving what Takumi assumed to be all the wrong hand signs. He assumed so, because instead of anything helpful happening, a picnic table made of stone sprang from the ground in between the shinobi.
“ARM WRESSS….. ARM WRESTLE ME R-RIGHT NOW!” Takumi was taken aback by the fact that maybe the picnic table wasn’t accidental. This surely wouldn’t work out for him, there was no way the opposing shinobi would acce-

“ALRIGHT SON, LET’S FUCKIN GO!” Takumi’s jaw dropped to the ground. What the fuck was he even watching anymore?

They sat down on opposite sides of the table, although the drunk guy did have some trouble getting into the seat. Once they were both seated, the action began. Sure enough, the chakra came out. Both of their arms were quickly enveloped in chakra’s signature blue color. As they ramped up their strength, the table beneath them began to crack.

Everything seemed balanced until the man in blue suddenly crashed through the table. Takumi guessed he hit his head on the way down and passed out, because he didn’t get back up.
“FAHK OFF, YUKEEEEEEE… YUKIGAKAKAGUKAGURE CUNT!” The guy in brown stood up, and stumbled over to Takumi.

“The naaaaaaa-” he almost lost balance and fell over. “The name’s N-Nibui, kid.” Nibui stomped on the ground and a ball of sand jumped into his hand.
“This one‘ssssssssss for you.” He dropped the ball into Takumi’s hands, it immediately lost its shape and disintegrated.
“Spend i-it wiselyyyy.” Nibui stumbled on towards the bridge, making it to the entrance, passing out and falling into the river.

Takumi shrugged and walked the other way. He wasn’t going to talk about what he just saw and conveniently didn’t look towards the picnic table rubble as he walked into the arena. It was better to pretend that it wasn’t there.

“Oh, fuck.” He remembered that the drunk guy would probably drown if he didn’t help. The fact that he almost didn’t care made him question his morals, but, like a good samaritan, he turned around and went to fish the poor guy out of the water.

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Takumi, having dragged Nibui from the water, sat him up against a tree and strolled away. Wasn’t his problem. Or maybe it was -- this was the area he was supposed to patrol. He whipped out a scroll and some ink. Intoxicated man, “Nibui”, and- Takumi realized he didn’t know the other guy’s name. Luckily for him, blue-cloak began to grumble. He stood up and dusted himself off.

“Oi. What’s your name?” Takumi shouted unenthusiastically. The man stared at Takumi like a deer in headlights. He scratched his head nervously and replied.
“Uhhhh -- John Door. Of... Kaminarigakure.” Takumi didn’t buy it for a second. For starters, the guy was wearing a Yukigakure headband.

“Right.” Takumi pulled out another scroll and a coin, tossing both up into the air. He weaved four hand signs, flicked the coin into the water and opened up the second scroll. As soon as the coin hit the surface, ‘John Door of Kaminarigakure’ stood straight up, appearing almost hypnotized.

“Sign here, please.” Takumi offered the man his pen. ‘John Door of Kaminarigakure’ eagerly signed a name much longer than John Door and returned the pen to Takumi. He rolled up the scroll, put it away and snapped with his right hand. The man relaxed back to normal and looked at Takumi, puzzled.

“Uh. I’m gonna need you to evacuate this crime scene.” Takumi looked over his shoulder at Nibui, still slumped against the tree. “Take that man to a hospital.” He ordered. The man happily agreed, eager to be free of whatever ‘crime’ had taken place.

Once he was out of sight, Takumi reopened the scroll which had the man’s name.
“Hiruko Ennia Yuishi. Huh.” He closed the scroll and finished his initial report. Driven by curiosity, Takumi elected to sift through the rubble of the picnic table. For the first few minutes, nothing had been discovered. He eventually got bored, dropped the rock he held and began to walk away. The rock shattered, breaking into several smaller chunks and revealing a slip of paper that was previously inside.

“Four hundred and fourty one.” 441. Maybe it was his 441st picnic table. Takumi grinned at the thought. No -- something more serious was afoot. He put the paper in his pocket and ran to turn in his report.

This is a very cool idea, America.
Do you plan on making these like the fillers in Naruto Shippuuden or something more comedical like Naruto SD?

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Anyway, here's my character.
(I'd prefer it if Izumi is non-rogue in your episodes, meaning that he's still a shinobi from the hidden dust.)
As for the personality, he's calm and lawful good. (I feel like that sums it up pretty well)

tl;dr: Male Sakura without the violence.

I've never seen Naruto SD, so i don't know what that's like, but the first episode's inspiration is taken from the anime. It is about Mars' inauguration as Kage and people from various villages gathering to give him gifts and attend the ceremony.