11-07-2006, 01:30 AM
So, I have no overall plot yet, but I do hope that Skyefire won't mind if I borrow the ANBU Section Nine idea... there are definite possibilities there. In the meantime, to get started:
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Team Eleven
It was getting late.
That was the current opinion of Tenjou Utena, genin of Konohagakure no Sato. It was very, very, very late. To be specific, her team's Jounin-sensei, Weinu Borusa, was very, very, very late. She wasn't quite sure why that was... even Team Seven's Hatake Kakashi had been and gone, collecting his trainees and taking them off for - well, for whatever it was teams did when they were first formed. Introductions and initial briefings, she supposed.
Like Team Seven, Team Eleven would probably be combat-specialized. Utena herself was quite skilled with a sword, and had undergone extensive training to increase her speed and agility. Tendo Akane was a more straightforward fighter, her family's techniques more oriented towards standing in one spot and shattering anything that came at them. Makimachi Misao was more of a generalist, fighting with just about anything from bare hands to traps to the kunai and shuriken techniques she favored. She was nearly a match for Utena in speed, and quite possibly, Utena mused, almost as hyperactive as Team Seven's prankster extraordinaire, Uzumaki Naruto.
"I wish those three were still here," grumbled Akane. "I need someone to beat on." She'd been getting grumpier and grumpier as the hours passed, and only a bit of sparring with their fellow left-behinds had relieved her temper. (Not that she hadn't punted Naruto into the ceiling with a shout of "Pervert!" when he pulled off a twisting takedown that landed him on her chest... she'd always been a bit sensitive about that sort of thing. Left her rather poor marks in the kunoichi-only classes. Not to mention her horrible scores in cooking....)
"Ah, they're probably off getting beaten up by that masked lunatic," Misao chirped. "At least he bothered to show up. Where the flipping heck is Weinu-sensei?"
"If I knew that," Utena remarked, "I'd say we go get him. Maybe he's stuck in a meeting, he has to run his family's business as well as his own ninja work, you know."
This touched off a round of speculation among the three genin, raising and discarding all sorts of probable and improbable possibilities as to the Jounin's location, doings, and reason for absence from his duties. And a grumble from Akane about part-timers. Along the way, they took in Weinu-san's rumored romance with Kairu Selena-san, the possibility that a business rival had hired a shinobi to assassainate him, and the chance that his business agents had sent in some vital information that just had to get to ANBU right away, and he was deep in an emergency planning session with them and couldn't be bothered with something as trivial as a commitment to a genin training team.
"Or maybe," mused Akane, "He's been watching us under a genjutsu the whole time, snickering up his sleeve at how silly we're all being."
Utena considered it for a moment. "That... isn't impossible, Tendo-san, but it's been hours, and none of us have noticed anything. Not even Haruno-san did, and she was always the best with genjutsu in classes."
"Well, heck," Misao said, and formed a series of hand-seals. "Let's find out. Kai!" The room around them seemed to vibrate for a moment... and there was Weinu-san, sitting in the teacher's desk chair. "Hah! He WAS here!"
"Took you long enough to figure it out," the jounin said as he stood up and looked over the three of them. "You'll need to keep a better lookout than that if you want to get by in enemy territory. I could've taken down every word you said and gotten away without you ever noticing I was here... or killed every one of you, including the precious Uchiha, before you could even move."
At this point something seemed to have gotten through to Akane. "You've ... been here... watching us... the WHOLE TIME? You stood by and watched Uzumaki GROPE me? YOU PERVERT!" Exactly where she got the giant mallet from, Utena had no clue, it was apparently a Tendo clan special ninjutsu... and it either took Weinu-sensei completely by surprise, or had an element that rooted him to the spot while she brought it down on his head.
(End chapter one, segment one)--
"I give you the beautiful... the talented... the tirelessly atomic-powered...
R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
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Team Eleven
It was getting late.
That was the current opinion of Tenjou Utena, genin of Konohagakure no Sato. It was very, very, very late. To be specific, her team's Jounin-sensei, Weinu Borusa, was very, very, very late. She wasn't quite sure why that was... even Team Seven's Hatake Kakashi had been and gone, collecting his trainees and taking them off for - well, for whatever it was teams did when they were first formed. Introductions and initial briefings, she supposed.
Like Team Seven, Team Eleven would probably be combat-specialized. Utena herself was quite skilled with a sword, and had undergone extensive training to increase her speed and agility. Tendo Akane was a more straightforward fighter, her family's techniques more oriented towards standing in one spot and shattering anything that came at them. Makimachi Misao was more of a generalist, fighting with just about anything from bare hands to traps to the kunai and shuriken techniques she favored. She was nearly a match for Utena in speed, and quite possibly, Utena mused, almost as hyperactive as Team Seven's prankster extraordinaire, Uzumaki Naruto.
"I wish those three were still here," grumbled Akane. "I need someone to beat on." She'd been getting grumpier and grumpier as the hours passed, and only a bit of sparring with their fellow left-behinds had relieved her temper. (Not that she hadn't punted Naruto into the ceiling with a shout of "Pervert!" when he pulled off a twisting takedown that landed him on her chest... she'd always been a bit sensitive about that sort of thing. Left her rather poor marks in the kunoichi-only classes. Not to mention her horrible scores in cooking....)
"Ah, they're probably off getting beaten up by that masked lunatic," Misao chirped. "At least he bothered to show up. Where the flipping heck is Weinu-sensei?"
"If I knew that," Utena remarked, "I'd say we go get him. Maybe he's stuck in a meeting, he has to run his family's business as well as his own ninja work, you know."
This touched off a round of speculation among the three genin, raising and discarding all sorts of probable and improbable possibilities as to the Jounin's location, doings, and reason for absence from his duties. And a grumble from Akane about part-timers. Along the way, they took in Weinu-san's rumored romance with Kairu Selena-san, the possibility that a business rival had hired a shinobi to assassainate him, and the chance that his business agents had sent in some vital information that just had to get to ANBU right away, and he was deep in an emergency planning session with them and couldn't be bothered with something as trivial as a commitment to a genin training team.
"Or maybe," mused Akane, "He's been watching us under a genjutsu the whole time, snickering up his sleeve at how silly we're all being."
Utena considered it for a moment. "That... isn't impossible, Tendo-san, but it's been hours, and none of us have noticed anything. Not even Haruno-san did, and she was always the best with genjutsu in classes."
"Well, heck," Misao said, and formed a series of hand-seals. "Let's find out. Kai!" The room around them seemed to vibrate for a moment... and there was Weinu-san, sitting in the teacher's desk chair. "Hah! He WAS here!"
"Took you long enough to figure it out," the jounin said as he stood up and looked over the three of them. "You'll need to keep a better lookout than that if you want to get by in enemy territory. I could've taken down every word you said and gotten away without you ever noticing I was here... or killed every one of you, including the precious Uchiha, before you could even move."
At this point something seemed to have gotten through to Akane. "You've ... been here... watching us... the WHOLE TIME? You stood by and watched Uzumaki GROPE me? YOU PERVERT!" Exactly where she got the giant mallet from, Utena had no clue, it was apparently a Tendo clan special ninjutsu... and it either took Weinu-sensei completely by surprise, or had an element that rooted him to the spot while she brought it down on his head.
(End chapter one, segment one)--
"I give you the beautiful... the talented... the tirelessly atomic-powered...
R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
--
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.