The unexpected [P]

It was the next day, or so indicated the light sneaking into Naoki's room through the windows. Sort of unhappy to be woken, Naoki would grunt, as a frown shook his eyelids touched by the young sunlight. He would probably have stayed, but a sense of duty was driving him. In a moment the Uchiha would rise and the blanket would slide off him revealing a young female beside him. Gently with a finger he would cross her soft features remembering the last night. This was Caithe, another Jounin of his village wielding a very interesting style both in combat and in life itself. She was a very fine woman and a great companion. Sadly Naoki could not stick around for this flower's waking today. He knew that would not upset her, for they had agreed that shinobi matters would not come between them and if they happened to drift apart, it would not impact their duties.

Covering her up with the blanket, Naoki would stand and reach for his clothes. Today he was running a training mission with a few Chuunins, one of which was his friend Sanada. He and Caithe here were basically the main organizers of this action, she was running her mission tomorrow, a few other Jounins also participated. Some led and protected the Chuunins, while others helped in other ways. Jin, who recently was promoted to Jounin was setting up obstacles and taking care of the scenario. The goal of this little project was to help Chuunins train, give them some combat experience, teach them how to make choices in a heat of battle.

After gearing up Naoki made some tea, as he knew the girl liked it. Before leaving he would drink a cup and leave the rest in the kitchen. He first visited the other Chuunin, waking them and telling to gather at the docks in half an hour. The last one he would go to was Sanada. Throwing a rock at the guy's window he'd call his name, while smiling. Yeah, it was kind of early, but the Chuunin was forewarned of this yesterday, after their Shogi match. "Sanada! Get your stuff and come down here!"

Morning already? Sanada had drank and smoked himself into a stupor the previous night after Naoki had left. He was all about living the day as lazily as possible and he ensured he did just that. His eyes opened slowly as he looked at his surroundings noting that he had fallen asleep halfway in his bed and halfway on the floor. He was still in his dress pants, his shirt was gone but the tie was still wrapped around his neck. He held a bottle of wine in his right hand which just happened to be the hand that was still on the bed. The bottle was empty and the bed smelled of alcohol, what a waste of a good bottle.

Mummoring to himself groggily as he walked over to his window that was being pelted with rocks he used his right hand to pull back the curtains and his left to push back his messed hair that lay over his eyes blocking his sight. Why was Naoki outside his window, was this a dream, grown men don't throw rocks at windows. Had Sanada forgotten something, ah yes they were supposed to meet up.

"Tch, so early, I have a hang over."

Sanada motioned to Naoki with his right hand giving him the thumbs up signal as he dragged his feet across the floor dispersing back into his room. As he got ready he lit a smoke, brushing his teeth and taking puffs at different times. It took him moments to get dressed in his casual ninja attire, finishing up he went back to the mirror in his bath room to splash water on his face to give him that fresh awake look instead of the death, and shame of drinking the night away that lingered. Bending down to turn the water on he let out a few violent coughs covering his mouth in between them. They lasted for only 30 seconds but when he opened his mouth blood lined the sink as well as his hand, something was not right but he would worry about that later.

Rushing down his stairs he opened the door leading outside and greet Naoki with a hand shake.

"Sup boss?"

In a few seconds Sanada's sleepy face appeared at the window, made a positive gesture and he disappeared again. Standing by the building, Naoki could track the man's faint chakra inside. The time would continue to pass and Sanada was still not out. He took his sweet time, really. In some ten minutes the guy would come out, greeting the Uchiha with a handshake. "I'm fine. How are you? Up for the mission?" he would return the greeting and then gesture their direction, starting to move towards the port. They still had like ten minutes before they were supposed to meet the others.

There was supposed to be a mission today, he had completely forgotten about it. Something about meeting other chuunin or the sorts. Sanada wasn't one to actually listen to important details, it wasn't part of his care free attitude. Thinking back on it now he more than likely missed out all the important info about where they would be going. Like everything else however he would play it cool and handle the situation as it arose.

"So this mission, it's not dangerous right? I mean I like doing ninja stuff as much as the next person, but i'm just a pretty face at the end of the day."

Sanada was trying to play the victim in all of this grand plot, but in all honesty he was hoping that it wouldn't be seen that he was trying to take it slow as to not strain his breathing and heart rate. He was noticing it was becoming harder and harder for him to breath every day and not to mention the blood being coughed up.

At this point they would have been talking and moving making their way to the villages outskirts where the mission was supposed to take place. Maybe they were early, other chuunin were supposed to be in the area. The more logical answer was Sanada hadn't heard a thing and just walked to a random location away from the rest of the pack, well this was not a great start.

"Not really. And missions and stuff are meant to fix that. With experience comes power." Naoki was quite convinced he and the other Jounins could help these guys. After all, at some point they were all like that as well. And he was hoping that Sanada would pull himself together, the guy obviously had potential, but for some reason did not exercise it. Maybe the Uchiha will crack that nut with some stressful combat situation they had prepared today. Hopefully.

He would notice that Sanada was going the wrong way and stop him "Hey! This way to the docks." gesturing in the direction of the meeting spot.

It seemed the new village leader wasn't getting the gist of what Sanada was saying in reference to just being a pretty face. That was all he wanted to be, and possibly maybe do just enough work to skirt by as a regular ninja, not too good and not too bad. Naoki apparently had other designs in mind.

Stopping in his tracks as his senior called out to him for going the wrong way he made a depressed and embarrassed look at the same time. He knew he should have payed more attention in the meeting.

"Ah...yeah, I was just testing ya to see if you knew where we were going."

Turning around Sanada began slightly jogging to the docks, this way Naoki wouldn't be able to scold him. There were about 8 other chuunin that Sanada could see in the distance. He could tell already that this was going to be a stressful day.

"Riight..." Naoki would say to Sanada's response. Although it could have been true. The Uchiha was a bit worried honestly, as lately his Chuunin friend was not looking too good. Maybe he was sick? Or maybe just exhausted from doing nothing? Either way, a good exercise was likely to fix it. Naoki would glance at the time, they were cutting it close. Taking on the right way, they would soon arrive at the meeting spot in the docks. Seven other Chuunin waited for them. Apparently they were the last.

Naoki would walk in front of the group. "Well guys, today we have a mission outside the village. We are to assist a small town not far from the port on the mainland against bandits. So, let's get rolling. I expect all of you to be able to move on water." With that he would jump to the water, using chakra at his feet to stand on it and start making his way outside the docks and towards the storm in the distance.

All Sanada could do at this point was just go with the flow, he was pretty much fully commited at this point, and if any of the other ninja saw him slacking he would be a laughing stock of the village, sigh. What a drag. Following in suit of everyone else Youka stepped onto the water pushing his chakra to his feet to ensure he didn't plummet down into the deep below.

Something weird was happening though throwing off his ability to mold it correctly and for a few seconds he became a little wobbly on top of the water, his chakra fluxing briefly from off to on, causing one of his feet to drop below the surface and become soaked.

"That was weird."

Whispering to himself he finally got his composure and started following the rest of the group to their destination. Something was happening, and he didn't know what, but it was seriously fucking him over. Looking at their defense system becoming bigger as they neared it Sanada wondered when the exercise would actually begin.

Not really noticing the small hiccup Sanada had back there, Naoki would lead the group towards the storm barrier. As they approached it, he would make a series of handseals, creating a portal, a tunnel for them to pass through to get to the other side. Letting the Chuunin through first he would get to Sanada, running beside him.

Finally catching up to the group and closing distance to ensure he wasn't seen as the last place runner he saw the high tech village defense unit they had set in place open just enough to allow all of them free passage through it without being torn limb from limb in a vortex of pain. His breath was becoming more labored actually as he ran, which was weird because as ninja they were trained to be able to output a lot of effort before breathing became a problem.

By this time Naoki had slowed his pace to be running along Sanada as he tried his best to feign perfect health. Flashing a side smile to his leader and friend before running through the portal as well. As his pace continued his chest felt as if it was constantly being caved in, his lungs were actually aching causing him to go through a string of different pains he hadn't ever felt, well he had in the past but they were never this bad. His left hand rose to clutch his vest as if his hands could go through clothing and skin to caress his lungs and make the pain go away. Of course to ensure Naoki didn't ask any questions he played it off as if he was adjusting his tie before finally coming to the end of the passageway.