New Recruits... [Open to all Konoha Genin & Acads]

'I have to fight a Hyuuga in close combat....what kind of crap is that?'Sasuto thought to himself, but his view of the area made the thought seem like a murmur in his head. With a glance towards Midori, he he hesitated to move at all, but even so, he turned to face her. With an exhale, and a gazing down towards the asphalt beneath him, he allowed his irises to discern Midori with meticulous bewilderment.

"No jutsu...no weapons....That leaves me in a checkmate..."Sasuto murmured to himself, allowing his hands to slowly move from his pockets, his speed might've given him an upper hand, if he was lucky enough, that is. "Why do I have to fight her?"Sasuto spoke, at a generic level of sound. He was quite irritated, this was wasting lots of his time to train. He wasn't usually the one to be against things, but he was clearly outmatched, and he hoped that Kenzo knew that.

Then again, What if Kenzo did know? What if he was purposely doing this? The thought irritated Sasuto, but he let his irritation fade away from his facial features.

Midori's suspicions were confirmed. The girl turned to face her opponent and slid into a fighting stance signature to blossoming members of her clan. Truth be told, Midori was no expert in her clan taijutsu, the Gentle Fist, and still had a ways to go before she would be one. Yet, because of her nature, she would try her best regardless. Midori had a heart of gold, eager to prove herself, even to strangers she has never met before a day in her life. Here she was, summoned to demonstrate her skill in front of a dwarf of a man who did not even have the courtesy to show his face, yet still smiling at the opportunity. For her, this sparring match between she and the Uchiha student would be a thrill.

On the other hand, Midori's opponent did not seem to be too excited for the match up. Whether it was lack of confidence in his own skill or the undermining of Midori's was unclear to her. When the boy questioned why he had to be paired with Midori, she gave a sharp reply,

"What's wrong...scared? Try using some of that backbone before I break it!"

When she was done with her statement, Midori would lunge forward at her opponent and cover the 1 meter distance between them with ease, and thrust her opened left palm into Sasuto's chest in one fluid motion.

Oh, but he wasn't just any dwarf. Little did they know that he was indeed Kenzo, the fire dwarf. He watched, reading every muscle tense and twitch. He looked towards Sasuto, silently examining the boy's stature. The kid was quite small, not only in size, but in build. Sasuto would probably grow to become a mid-to-long range fighter who had little to no skill in hand-to-hand combat, Kenzo thought. But Kenzo would never allow one of his own to fail in any aspect in life, nor would  he allow them to give up. If Sasuto was going to be a part of this team, then he was going to have to man up or he was wasn't going to live very long at all. 

From what Kenzo could see, the girl, Midori was more than ready. Her comment towards that boy only made Kenzo more certain that she was. Well, wasn't she full of life. It almost angered him that a female had the biggest balls in the academy, but he figured it was acceptable since she was much older and taller than the rest of the guys around. Whoa! She was already going in for an attack before she was told to begin! The special jonin would have to stop this so they both had a fair chance. He stepped forward, only to be hit in the gut by Kenzo's extended left arm. THe Jonin straightened his back, and toke a deep breath, trying to hide the uncomfortable sensation of this mornings breakfast being forced back up his burning throat. 

"Do not interfere. Relax, one of his blood should be able to handle themselves... I'll be the one to say when this is over."


The Jonin nodded, stopping backwards as he swallowed his breakfast once more. He would not interfere, and neither would Kenzo.

"Let's see who hits the ground first..."


[ Kenzo Out. New Posting order is only Sasuto, Midori until further notice.]

Sasuto had noticed she was coming in to attack him, his curiousity and bewilderment had turned into sudden stalwart composure, he might've been faking this scared act the entire time. With a rush of speed, he dashed out of the range of the attack, and despite his strength being less than half of hers, Sasuto whipped his right leg outwards with a slight obscure to it's movement. His leg was aimed for striking the back of Midori's knee cap.

At that point in time, there was a high chance that he'd connect with the said roundhouse kick, and no sooner after connecting Sasuto would pull his leg back to where it belonged and cartwheel twice, followed by a backflip. Skidding across the ground, he discerned Midori with noticeable indignation. 'Even if I win this that won't mean that I'm stronger than Nakai or ma....'Sasuto reminded himself of the despair of being the weakest in the family.

With the combat session initiated without interruption, Midori has seen that her palm attack has failed. Her opponent has skillfully dodged to her left, or his right, and with a speed to rival her own. Before she could express that she was impressed by the young student's skill, Midori found that she would have to evade the Uchiha's counter attack. A right leg sweep meant for Midori's left knee would mean throwing the kunoichi off balance, almost to the point where she could fall. 

Midori, however, did not let that happen. With a swift pivot motion, Midori swung herself into a defensive stance where her arms were outstretched, one before her and the other behind her, arced to form a crescent. The stance greatly resembled one signature to her clan. Her feet swept the floor, never once leaving it when she repositioned herself. Her right hand was poised at knee level and caught the leg sweep. Midori gripped tightly on the leg in attempt to throw Sasuto off balance.

Midori would then swing Sasuto, taking him completely off his feet. Though she may not have looked it, Midori had the strength to lift a man twice her size, and the Uchiha boy who was nearly half her size would be no feat at all. Midori would swing her opponent in a complete circle before hurling him high into the air. The centripetal force from this action would make it hard for anyone in Sasuto's position to do anything, let alone counter. Midori would hurl Sasuto 8 meters into the air while she exclaimed the title she had just thought of to name this move,

"Skyscraper Throw!"

Sasuto had been caught by the throw, and sent flying high into the air, but he managed to regain his senses from the dizzy spell which fell upon him, his eyes flickering to glare down towards her, when he was just about to weave handseals, he remembered,

'No weapons, no jutsus.'Damn, how the hell was he supposed to fight a Hyuuga in hand to hand combat? His speed was beyond hers, but even so, one wrong move and he'd end up down for the count unless he dodged her somehow, the only thing he had against her was speed, and not very much else.

Regaining her footing after throwing her opponent into the air, Midori tossed aside her long pigtails from blocking her view of Sasuto. The boy had just reached his maximum point in midair, and was beginning to descend. Midori would condense her open palm so that her fingers were curled inward and bring it to her side dramatically, as if preparing for a blow that would decide the match. 

Physically speaking, Midori had thrown Sasuto in a way that he would land no more than 1 meter away from where Midori was currently standing. It was true that Sasuto was a fast little boy, faster even than Midori. However, what good would that speed do in midair? In Midori's enhanced ocular state, there was little that Sasuto could do to dodge, as all it would take is the redirection of her impending attack. As Sasuto descended, the second he was 1 foot away from touching the ground, Midori would thrust her palm strike into her opponent's gut propelling him backwards to stumble directly into a nearby tree. Should Sasuto instead try to attack Midori upon his descent, Midori's attack would instead intercept the blow, and because of their difference in strength, Sasuto would be sent flying into the nearby tree in a similar fashion.

"Checkmate! Crouching Tigress Palm!!"

Sure, some may say that Midori was taking this exhibition match a bit too seriously. However, Midori felt the obligation to show her underclassmen, and all those who dare look down on her for her gender, that her bravery and gutsy attitude was not something to take lightly.

Midori watched her prey as he descended from the sky, waiting for the right time to strike. Sasuto squirmed in mid air, but his endeavors would be fruitless as Midori would only strike the moment Sasuto was a foot away from the ground. When she did, she would strike with accuracy, whether it be in Sasuto's gut or on his foot. The resulting collision would send Sasuto crashing into the trunk of a tree just 5 meters away, tumbling into the ground thereafter. Midori would regain her composure, having interrupted Sasuto's banter about hatred, then clap her hands off one another several times to remove the dust from them.

[confirming hit]

"D-Damn..."Sasuto murmured, certainly upset about the current situation at hand. He never wanted to fight in the first place at all, but he was forced into such a position. With frustration within his eyes he wondered when the hell the fight would end. He'd lost all hopes in coping with whatever jealous depression which translated into hatred that brought him down.