Remember the fifth of Novemeber

Aneya walked into town with her paycheck.  Sure she had stolen it but stealing is hard work and she had earned a night of relaxation.  Taking her money she went and got a room at the local in for the night and then went out to get dinner.  a local restaurant boasted having the best quality meat in the village so that was Aneya's first stop.  Luckily she had just turned 19 and she was able to satisfy her thirst that she had to do illegally before.  Ordering 2 bottles of sake and an order of pork slices she was shown to her table.  the table was a popular grill table with a large cooking surface in the middle.  Aneya sat and tucked her feet underneath enjoying the warmth.  These autumn nights gave you a chill on her toes.  The heat of the grill was comfortable.  Soon her sake was brought to her followed by the uncooked meat slices.  Angel poured herself a cup of sake and lay some slices of meat on the grill and sipped her drink while she cooked.  The smell was familiar.  It had been forever since she had hot food that wasn’t part overcooked part under cooked from a camp fire.  It had been even longer since she had cooked pork.  Had to be around a year ago, this time of year when she had met the person that had taught her about the ninja way. 
 
1 year in the past:

She had been a pathetic street urchin who had made her life as a pick pocket and a thief.  Normally she would simply find a public area and watch people.  When she saw someone she might be able to get money off of she would try to pick pocket them and if she got caught she would turn into a wounded puppy just looking for a scrap of food.  It worked but only because it was the truth.  Aneya actually had nothing and she stole what she needed to eat for the day or week depending on the haul.  Today she needed to get something.  She hadn’t eaten in a day or two so she was running on empty.  She sat at the edge of a park on a bench looking out over the few people who were enjoying their day taking in one by one her possible targets.  The sun was just starting to go down so Aneya guessed it was around 3 o’clock in the afternoon.  There were scattered clouds in the sky but when the sun came out it warmed her slightly.  Aneya saw a dumpling street vendor across from her on the other side of the park.  The tune that the man was playing on his banjo reminded her how hungry she was.  Aneya’s mouth watered a little.  “OK!”  she said quietly.  Game face time to make some money.

1 Year Before current time

Kuro sighed. How he had gotten lost, he would never know. Apparently on the way to the Rain village, he had gotten lost, and somehow ended up in a bar... on the other side of the god damned world. All because he wanted to train his elements... Oh well, he supposed. That was life for you. Sometimes you win, sometimes you wander through a wormhole straight through the fucking planet without noticing it. Either way, at least he had enough money to get some food. He really needed to figure out his new mangekyou sharingan technique, otherwise he might really start getting into trouble with his random vanishing and appearances. The worst part? You would expect having been teleported a long distance, Kuro would have some fun. Nope. Not a single god damned challenge. Whatever city or country he was in was far more cowardly than people in Kumo were... At least he got a single challenge a day there. Wherever he was, there had been no challenges. Apparently his new look at just that damn intimidating.

It was to be expected, naturally, seeing as his new form was made just to be intimidating. From his odd looking facial hair to his new clothes, he looked mysterious, while before he was simply known so well it didnt matter what he wore. Right now, he looked like some kind of pirate captain if anything. Pirates were a joke, but generally left alone so long as they didnt cause trouble. It helped him get some peace and quiet, which helped him think about things THAT SHOULD NOT BE SPOKEN OF IN A KID FRIENDLY ENVIRONMENT. Ignoring the feeling of wanting to murder everyone in sight, Kuro slept on the counter, because that is what badasses do when they have money for food, but not a bed. Or when they are just too lazy to murder the innkeep to get a bed, either would work. He was kind of an asshole, yes. Naturally, a sleeping man at a bar would be a perfect target for a thief. Unfortunately for whatever thief would dare to steal from Kuro, he was Kurokon motherfucking Shikyo.

Ayena crept up to the first couple and tripped falling in front of them intentionally ripping her knee all to hell.  That was the trick.  If you caused yourself pain there was no way to fake it and the blood dripping down her torn pants definitely said “Damn I just ripped my god damn knee to hell.  Aneya grabbed her knee gasping for breath.  The tears were actually real, because damn it hurt.  She had done this on multiple occasions.  It was the best way to pick someone who wasn’t oblivious.  As the Man and what looked like his date were dressed quite nicely Aneya knew that they wouldn’t miss their wallet for long as well as they most certainly wouldn’t be so easy to pick.  But Aneya liked a challenge.  Her life was a challenge.  Literally she fought tooth and nail to give herself a shot at fighting the next day.  With her leg in pain she required assistance standing.  She easily slid the man’s pocket book out of his pocket and into hers without anyone noticing.  She got help over to a bench where she sat for quite awhile mending her wounds.  The best way to be inconspicuous is to not run away from the pick at top speed,  then they give chase.  But as Aneya waited the couple stood said their apologies to Aneya and left.  They had no clue.  After a moment Aneya fished the cash out of the wallet and tossed the wallet back onto the bench that the couple had been sitting on, and limped away.  Taking the cash to a nearby bar Aneya was planning on buying some alcohol to wash her wounds.  As she walked in the bar was obviously deserted at this time of day.  Save some drunkard at the bar the place was empty.  Vinnie behind the bar winked at her.  Vinnie was in on her scam.  He had once caught her making her living on the Friday night crew.  But instead of turning her in, he just asked for a cut.  So now Vinnie added her scams and Aneya paid him a small finder’s fee.  It worked out for the both of them.  Vinnie turned his back to the customer and Aneyas swift hands went to work.  Aneya had been doing this since she was 7 and it was how she lived so you better believe she was good at it.  As she passed the man the man’s money wound up in her pocket and she took a seat next to the man.  “Vinnie I need something to wash this off” Aneya said bringing her knee to her chin.  She had no childhood and had never learned manners.  “Some Asshole in front of your store knocked me down.” 

“Watch your mouth or we’ll have to wash it as well.” He replied with a serious tone handing her a towel and some low grade alcohol that he poured in a glass. 


“Yes please…Ass” Aneya knew how to push Vinnie.  Aneya opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.  Vinnie promptly sprayed her in the face with the water spigot.  Wiping her face off she began to clean the cut on her knee with the alcohol.  Ordering something to eat she would wait around to see if the guy next to her would wake up.

If Kuro had been a civilian, he would have slept right through the action the girl committed. If he were a chuunin or less, he would have woken up groggily, confused. If he were a jounin, he would have immediately broke the girl's neck, as was procedure when dealing with people touching him. Hell, if he were as he was now, simply less bored, he would have murderaped the girl for harboring the idea of stealing from him. As it was, he simply waited, awake now, but with his eyes closed. The eye implanted in his chest was covered, so it seemed like normal skin rather than the byakugan eye it was. Kuro had to wonder why the girl was doing this. Was she drunk? Poor? An ass? He almost laughed. He probably would have, if it wouldnt have blown his cover. He figured letting this girl do as she wanted would be insanely amusing. If just because he was going to scare the absolute hell out of her. That oughta amuse him long enough for him to get drunk. (A process which took hours to accomplish, with his monstrous metabolism. Having his ridiculously dense chakra didnt help.)

Kuro shot forward, getting right in the girl's face, rinnegan eyes staring the girl dead in the eyes. In the same exact second, he had his aura of power activated, showing her just how low she was before his might. And his height, seeing as she was a short shit. She may or may not have been his age, it was hard to tell with teenagers honestly. Either way, she was shorter than him by about a foot, and his sword was a foot taller than him, clinging to his back as his trench coat bellowed from wind that simply wasnt there. His full might was now display before her, in the form of the Juubi standing behind him, due to his rinnegan. It was interesting how his rinnegan had altered his once black mass that was his aura, into the juubi of all things. He stared expressionlessly into her eyes, before saying a word that had made so many shit themselves before, a word so terrifying it could have divided nations and caused untold amounts of chaos and destruction.

"Hi."

Sitting at the bar she suddenly was overshadowed by the tall man that seemed very intimidating a moment later he seemed incredibly intimidating.  Aneya could feel the her heart racing threatening to blow out her eardrums.  Sweat tricked down her nape to cool the burning she felt.  There was no doubt the man had caught her red handed.  Aneya had no idea that the man was so terrifying.  He was so tall and she hadn’t even noticed the enormous sword, neither had Vinnie, she knew if Vinnie had noticed he would have been like been making throat cutting signs being all like “Hey don’t do it the guy will cut you in half.”  But no he gave the “Oh it’s cool the guy is plastered and just passed out so he won’t even feel it if you hit him with a hammer right now” wink.  This reminded Aneya of her childhood.  Nothing in particular just all of her childhood ages 0 – 18 pooped into her head like a flash.  It was pathetic.  But then she heard it the deadly word that cast the curse of stone on any who here it.  “Hi”

“looki’mreallysorryididn’tmeantohurtyouyouseei’manorphanandidon’thaveajobiwasgiventothechurchwheniwasbornandwheniwassixtheykickedmeoutand-toldmeitwastimetogetajobandsupportmyselfbeingtheyhadwaytoomanypeopletobeabletotakecareofmebutihadnowheretogosoiranawayandstartedbeggin-andilearnedhowtopickpeoplespocketsandiwantedtogetenoughmoneytopayformyownfoodbutonetimeiwasverysickandanoldmantoldmethatineededtofind-someonetotakecareofrmeoriwoulddiesoididthatandthemanwhofoundmetookmeinbutayearlaterhewaskilledbyrobbersandiwasforcedintoslaverytilliwas-fourteenatwhichpointamanpurchasedmeforsexualactsbutikilledhimandranawayandsincethenihavebeenstealingtofeedmyselfihavetodoterriblethingssothat-icanstealfrompeoplelikeearlierstodayifellanditoreupmykneeandevenafterthatistolefromthepeoplewhohelpedmeandthatwasjustsoicouldbuymyselfalcohol-tocleanthewoundsthatigottryingtostealmoneytoeatandthenicameinhereandVinniewhoismyfriendandhelpsmeoutwasgoingtohelpmestealmoneyfrompeople-todaybutyouwereheresoistoleyourmoneyandi’mverysorrymaybeicanconvinceVinnietogiveyouadrinkonthehousefornotkillingthebothofusandhereisyourmoney-backpleasedon’tkillme.”


Aneya fell back off her barstool hacking and wheezing trying to catch her breath as she had just said that entire thing in one breath.  It’s amazing what your body can do when hyped up on adrenaline thinking that the next few seconds were going to be your last.

Kuro stared into her eyes for a good fives seconds, before he stood up, as he had been leaning to get eye to eye to the girl. He had asked for interesting, and she certainly gave him that. He resisted the urge to start laughing, mostly because she was an orphan. He felt a bit of something for the poor girl. Was it sympathy? It would be an extraordinary event when Kuro actually felt sympathetic, but it wouldnt be impossible. Even so, calling a feeling that he had never experienced before sympathy wouldnt make it true. If anything, Kuro felt more interested than before. An acute sense told him not to be too mean to the poor little girl. She was starving after all. Hm...

"Oh? You, a starving orphan, and a lazy bartender would offer me, Kurokon "Psychosis" Shikyo, S ranked Ninja affiliated with, yet somehow not part of, Kumo, a drink on the house, to keep me from killing you?" Kuro put as much killing intent into his words as possible, wanting to at least make either the bartender or girl piss themselves. That would be very amusing. It was honestly just for fun, but Kuro loved intimidating people. It was so fun and the looks of fear they had... orgasmic. "Tchahahaha alright!" His display of power receded, along with the killing intent, replaced by a calm aura, as he took a seat. "I'd rather have a meal though, how about that?" His eyes turned back into his passive state, which looked more like a hawk's than that of a human. He wondered if they would notice he hadnt even asked for his money back...

The man would probably Kill her at any second.  Surprisingly Aneya faced her death much more calmly than most people would.  The fear that she felt on a daily bases of being caught and her life ending in prison was not much different than this…well it was much different but the adrenaline rush was all too familiar.  Though she had less than anyone else, it was in these moments that she lived more than anyone else.  The rush was euphoric.  She realized that adrenaline was her drug.  In this exact moment she would not trade anything for the feeling she was having.  The man who now introduced himself as Kurukon and a ninja, might even see her slightly smile as he reached the peak of his performance so did she.  She hadn’t pissed herself but she found out something new about herself as she hid the dark spot growing between her legs.  Then the many began to laugh.  Aneya hung her head in embarrassment and slight regret as the killing intent dissipated from the room.  Kuro said he wanted a full meal instead of the offer for a drink which obviously neither Aneya or the unconscious Vinnie could refuse.  Aneya realized that the man hadn’t taken the money back for a reason.  She lowered her hand and placed the money back in her pocket.  Seemed she had struck the fancy of the guy.  Running around the bar, Aneya woke Vinnie up with a deluge from the water spigot.  Pushing him into the kitchen to prepare a meal Aneya got to pouring Kurokon a glass of Vinnie’s best whiskey.  This man had so much power and yet he used it to torment people a sliver from taking their own life…That was the power Aneya wanted the power she needed.  “You have to train me.”  Aneya blurted out before she could stop herself.  Her hands reached for her mouth.  It might just be that she was stupid and still a little hot but she completely threw caution to the wind and maybe he would see something in her that was worthwhile.

[sucessfully stole 1200 ryo.  in addition to the 5400 I stole from Maku is for my rank to B rank.  doing this so I can train elements and specs in this topic]

Approved of the new potential rapist.

There are many different types of eyes. First, there are the average eyes, rarely moving without the face, barely maintaining eye contact, not too shifty. Then there are suspicion eyes, constantly shifting, never making eye contact, and its pretty obvious they are up to something. Of course, you have the spiritual eyes, which seem to be hazed over, as if the eyes have a mist over them, staring right around you, as if you were somewhere else. Not quite staring through you, nor at you. Now we have the reader eyes, those eyes that stare through you, reading your very soul. Creepy as shit too. Kuro's eyes, as Aneya would find out, were a combination of several things. He could stare both around and through you, reading everything about you at a glance. Even then, when he spoke he ALWAYS made eye contact. Further, his eyes were constantly moving, taking in EVERYTHING around him.

Unfortunately for her, his eyes took in her wet pants... that didnt smell like piss. Oho, this was amusing. Kuro grinned widely. "Train you? What can you even do, other than steal from civilians?" Kuro had to admit he was interested. "Oh, and cum from being frightened apparently." His grinned widened. Oh no, he wouldnt fuck her. Thatd be bad. She was his age, sure, but she was just so young and innocent. Plus, he was a virgin. Itd be horrible to do such a thing to a poor little orphan girl... maybe. He wasnt sure, seeing as his moral status was "pending". Ah well, he supposed. Maybe this girl would prove entertaining. There were only a few girls he may eventually fuck, and only Misaki and Alice were on that list currently. Couldnt blame him, what with his servitude to Misaki's sister, and loyalty to her, not to mention Alice's loyalty and kinkiness... both were also amazingly beautiful. Huh. Maybe later.

Finally, the bartender brought out some meal that Kuro couldnt even name. Which was probably a common dish, but Kuro was as useful in the kitchen as a cadaver. Then again, Kuro would enjoy a cadaver, cooked right, at least. Speaking of... He would need to find someone to accident later. He should REALLY train some fire elemental jutsu to cook the meat, but he wanted lightning first, then wind, and finally fire. He glanced at the meal, before pushing it infront of Aneya. "Eat up then. You'll need it." He waited until after she responded to his questions before he said that, knowing it would have more impact then. Also it was cooler.

Aneya didn’t know how to respond the man was so direct and at the same time didn’t seem to care about anything at all.  He wanted to know what she was capable of to see whether or not she would make a good student.  It made sense.  But then he made his comment about her pants.  She couldn’t help what had happened and surprisingly she wasn’t all that embarrassed.  He was the one who had intimidated her.  She didn’t know why it had the effect it did on her but regardless she wasn’t the one who instigated it.  Not that she was even going to comment on it.  “Um I don’t know.  I have very nimble fingers that allow me to steal from people well.  And for your information I am a very talented pickpocket.  But I think I have an affinity for ninja things.  I’ve actually hung around ninja before when I try to get a good payday.  You’re the first person to catch me.” Aneya wanted to be upset with him about his casual manner of which he talked about her livelihood, but she knew it was a bad idea.  She couldn’t really blame him.  “But I do have a little trick that I show people.”  Aneya grabbed a spoon and placed it on the metal part of the counter.  Then she laid her hand on the counter as well.  “Just wait a second” Aneya stared intently at the spoon slightly sticking her tongue out the corner of her mouth.  Soon the spoon wobbled a bit and then began to levitate a centimeter off the table.  “SEEE SEEEE.  Oh my gosh sometimes it doesn’t work.  Whew yeah so there’s that.  Oh and I can shock people.”  Aneya would reach over to touch his hand and assuming he didn’t do anything at all to stop her, a small static shock would hop from her to him.  After that point Vinnie, who had been hard at work making literally everything in the kitchen, brought out the food on two carts and then disappeared back into the kitchen from which he would not return while they were still here.  When offered to eat from the man Aneya laughed.  “Yeah I don’t think Vinnie was thinking when he made all this.” Taking a fork Aneya started on a bowl of delicious pasta with Vinnie’s house recipe dressing.  She had eaten here many times and she had found that Vinnie was a talented cook.  Seemed he had gotten into more trouble than he could handle today.  Aneya realized that she was in the same boat.  Hopefully the man would be able to trust her so Aneya could trust that he wouldn’t kill her in her sleep.  Aneya really didn’t want to die in her sleep.