Ramen And Noodle Things (Private,Kozan,NK)

Ashur pointed to an ice cream shop.
"Let's go get some ice cream!"
Brandon walked over to Ashur breathing heavily.
"Ashur, this is the wrong time period."
Ashur glared at Brandon.
"Well fuck logic, we are getting dip and dots."
Ashur nodded, and returned his familiar to his poke ball before he could argue back. He then scratched his neck, and ran with Kozan's arm in hand towards the dip and dots stand. He loved ice cream, but ice cream that is out of place and is illogical is much more tasty.

Ashur would arrive at the dip and dots stand, and feel the rich auroma of artificial ingredients just like konoha characters. He looked at the man running the stand, and began to pull out a fat wad of cash.
"What ever my friend wants, and your entire cart for me."
The shop keeper would look at Ashur with an eyebrow raised, and then would look to Kozan for an order. Ashur only got so much money from selling everything his parents owned that he didn't want. He could feel himself rolling in cash as he waited for Kozan to get happy with sugar like every other person. He could only hope this would work, because he wasn't exactly the best at doing anything but getting angry and training.

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Still being dragged along by Ashur, Kozan was presumably led to some kind of ice cream stand. The frog was mumbling something unintelligible about "period", which Kozan took to mean something about that girl running down the street looking grumpy. What a terribly vulgar frog. Why did Ashur keep him around anyways? Regardless, he did not find himself meditating on just how much of an anachronism this was... or was it? After all, this time period did take place not just years, but centuries after the volcanic eruption, and the end of the previous era. Technology and even dessert types had advanced quite a bit since then.
Kozan smelled the smells of ice cream ingredients. Sure, nice, whatever. What really got his mind snapping was when Ashur ordered not just stuff for him, but stuff for Kozan as well. But... for Ashur... the whole cart?
"I'll have a cookies and cream."
As he was receiving his order, he looked seriously over at Ashur.
"Hey, man... how are you going to finish all that? Before it melts, I mean." Sure, the cooling unit could only keep it up for so long... so what did Ashur plan to do? Was he going to have his frog friend help him out?
[TWC 2134]

"I was thinking we could just eat it all with my familiar. I am not the best with my ryo."
Ashur scratched his neck, and then read his book to see what Naruto would have done. He had really hated Naruto just because of how many people compared him to that weakling. Ashur could feel his blood almost boiling thinking about Naruto. The thought of getting rid of that stain over his name was the best thing he could think of, but then he decided to make it a stepping stone. Deidara had used an odd type of clone, and so did Naruto. Ashur felt that if he learned that cloning technique he would become a much greater person. He studied the same page over and over again, looking at the hand seals and technique on the page. Deidara's clones would be immensely difficult to master, but Naruto's shadow clone jutsu might be easier. He put the book away, and instantly wanted to wear gloves to look more important, except he had none, sadly. Ashur looked back up at Kozan, realizing he had been being too rude all too much.
"Kozan, I am sorry for being so pushy. What do you want to do?"
Ashur's chakra circulation became something he noted. He needed to channel it correctly through him, and figure out how to channel it through other things. Chakra infusion made this so much easier to learn then it would have been, because he knew how to play with his chakra into other things and boy was he good at chakra infusion. He felt there couldn't be a person more skilled then he was in the infusion process. Ashur then decided it would be best to have some clones to work with as a base for awhile.
"Excuse me for a moment, I need to practice my cloning skills."
He looked away feeling that he was being very annoying at this point to the ninja. He would have to make it up to him somehow. He did the ram, snake, then tiger hand signs and created a clone, he then did this again to make another one. Both were on either sides of him, and he began to try to infuse them with chakra to form them into the shadow clones he heard about. One first try, the clones didn't do anything, and on second Ashur fell to the ground panting. He had accidently gave them a massive amount of his chakra a piece. Ashur breathed heavily, and then stood up slowly trying to regan himself. The clones began to hold his chakra for a bit, then both burst into smoke. It was too much for them. Ashur sighed, and decided to stay away from that kind of stuff for awhile. He took a cup, and filled it with rainbow dip and dots and ate it feeling like he had just ran a marathon.
"Anyway, do you know of any place you would want to go in particular?"

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So... had Ashur just admitted that he was somewhat irresponsible with money? Well, thought Kozan, remind me never to give you funds. Wouldn't want to see you spending my money on things that aren't necessary... I need to save it for weapons too. Then again... was that how you treated a friend? This was a point of confusion for Kozan. As someone with whom he had been able to feel comfortable with, Ashur wasn't the kind of person he wanted to withhold his trust from. He had just sparred with Kozan not too long ago. Kozan felt that he owed him, then...
Obviously, he had a long way to go before he fully understood the meaning of friendship, but at least he was making progress on it. Sooner or later, he'd get it. For now, though, he'd have to trust that Ashur would do the right thing. Maybe... maybe his toad was just really hungry, and liked ice cream a lot. That would be one way to eat all the ice cream without wasting any, or without getting stuffed and sick of ice cream. That was probably the worse alternative, or at least it was to Kozan.
As he began to eat his ice cream, he looked at Ashur as he trained. He wasn't so much annoyed as he was surprised. If Ashur were to sneak a little training in while he was out and about, then there was no reason why Kozan shouldn't be able to as well. He quietly began to channel chakra into the spoon he was eating with, which allowed him to scoop the ice cream easier... or at least, he had hoped it would. He hadn't really gotten the hand of chakra infusion, though he knew that it would be an immensely good skill to have as a swordsman.
Out of the corner, he saw Ashur failing similarly with a kind of technique that duplicated himself using chakra, apparently. From the looks of it, it wasn't just the average clone technique. Hmm... with that kind of thing in hand, Ashur would be a tough opponent to beat. Well, he was also a friend, so Kozan wasn't as worried as he normally, but he still looked forward to winning their spars in the future. Naturally, he didn't even consider the possibility of losing. Well, maybe a little. The fact that Ashur could manipulate his chakra even to that extent... how fearsome.
Kozan had heard that his aunt and especially his late grandfather has massive control over chakra, capable of being called "godlike" by other ninja.
No!
He couldn't think about them now. Not while he was enjoying himself so much. This ice cream was really good, in a futuristic kind of way. Kozan was grateful to Ashur for having picked such a good spot. It was then that he heard Ashur's question.
"Actually, I was just thinking about how much I've been enjoying hanging out with you. Thanks, man." He finished a last scoop of his ice cream, churning over an idea in his head.
"Tell ya what... you can owe me a camping trip in the mountains; whenever you like. How's that sound? Better scenery than the village, probably."
[TWC 2668]

Ashur heard Kozan say he liked hanging out with him and smiled back at the boy.
"Thank you, you are really fun to hang out with as well for the sole reason you don't want to kill me. I mean if you did you would have in that fight we had awhile ago."
He then heard about a camping trip as a suggestion and his eyes lit up. He couldn't imagine something better then having a camping trip. He loved getting out of this rotten village, and since his uncle lives in the mountains, he is used to camping a lot. He looked at Kozan with a massive smile dawned onto his face. He began to find the words for how awesome that would be as Brandon began to shovel in the ice cream.
"That sounds great. Last time I was in the woods I killed three children!"
Ashur's face dropped as he realized how that came out. He would have sounded like a serial killer! He quickly fixes the issue before Kozan could respond.
"I mean, I had to escort this guy on a mission and as it turns out, a bunch of Genin hated him and hated me and wanted to kill me! There were three of them, and it was one versus three, right Brandon?"
He paused for his pet to nod, then go back to eating massive amounts of ice cream.
"Anyway so I used my wings to fly back, then exploded the entire lot of them to smithereens! I don't like to kill, but they were saying very offensive things that definitely swayed me. Don't worry, I am not going to become a missing ninja or anything, it was just I was in a situation where they were set on my life and insulting me, so they needed to be set straight."
Ashur felt as if he was coming off very bad, and his speech was nervous. He hoped Kozan would understand, and wondered how he could be such an idiot.
"I just didn't want to be embarrassed or put down by the others anymore. I am exhausted from the others day by day, and when they come out seeking to kill me, I feel it is almost necessary."
Ashur was very nervous throughout that sentence, and began to feel very wrong for doing what he did. Killing was such a sensitive matter, what if they were relatives of Kozan or something. He shouldn't have ever said anything about it. Ashur looks over at Brandon, who was finishing a tub of icecream, and tries to change the subject matter.

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It appeared clear to Kozan that at this point, Ashur was as grateful to him for his companionship as he was to Ashur. Well, that was good. At least Kozan wasn't the only one enjoying himself. Deep within himself, he had been hoping that Ashur wasn't resenting him for anything, but it actually seemed that initially, the boy had been afraid of Kozan. Why? He wasn't that strong. The only reason he had been able to take down Ashur before was because he had either gotten really lucky, or because Ashur had just been in some kind of daze... maybe he had let Kozan win!
He hadn't considered that before. Even if Ashur wasn't toying with him, it did rankle Kozan a little, though he didn't show it. He was weaker, and it bothered him. Well, with some hard training, he had no doubt that he'd catch up... eventually. Even human beings had their limits. He would get there in time. Patience, and perserverance.
Despite all of this, however, Ashur's bright and sunny smile made Kozan smile a little too. Things like that were contagious, so they said. Kozan found this to be more true than he had initially assumed.
He felt a little concerned when Ashur started telling his story about killing people, and his left hand began to twitch slightly, just in case he needed to use Nightblood for something. He could, in theory, just emit that chakra wave to weaken Ashur or potentially knock him out, but that was an extreme measure. Why not hear the boy out first?
As the story unfolded, Kozan realized that Ashur was really just trying to save face. Well, nothing wrong with that... he could have started things out more tactfully, though.
"I guess that's fine..." Kozan quipped, tilting his head to one side as he thought about the story.
"If they were trying to kill you, then you've got to make sure they can't hurt you. Although, I would have just taken their arms and legs and been done with it." Kozan wasn't joking. Now that he had Nightblood, this was an actual possibility for him. He hopefully wouldn't have to do that to his new friend...

[TWC 3055]

(Time to end this the best I can!)

 Ashur began to laugh at Kozan's comment, almost positive the ninja was joking. He then looked back into Kozan's eyes and began to get uncomfortable. This boy really had the power and ruthlessness Ashur had! The boy looked at Kozan and smirked.
"You know Kozan, It is good to know there is someone like me. I don't want to harm others, but when they stand in the way I will try to give them some second chances. I wish that some could realize their errors when death is close by, but sadly that isn't the case. I wouldn't do something like take off their arms and legs though, I mean I might as well hold them against a wall and break their jaw!"
Ashur smiled at this sick and twisted joke. He never had an experience like this one, and just remembered something important.
"Hey Kozan!"
He gave a sly smile as if he was going to show him the world.
"I feel I can do something close to a party trick. You saw me training earlier and might be interested in what for! Well from this book..."
He pulls out his book of Naruto's life and shows it to Kozan. His coat of enthusiasm would drown others in hatred, but Kozan never seemed to mind.
"and... it's Naruto's ultimate ninja art and the one I have been trying to get for awhile now."
He smiled at Kozan, and put the book. He hoped Kozan knew about what he was talking about, yet he wouldn't mind giving a little shock. Ashur concentrated hard, and envisioned every step of this jutsu going on. He had to do this! Ashur weaved the clone hand sign and closed his eyes in fear of screwing up. He then opened up them after a puff of smoke to see two clones of himself by either side of him. Ashur then looked horrified as the clones walked towards Brandon to pull him out of the icecream. He looked Kozan horrified.
"K-kozan I can't control them! I knew shadow clone jutsu was a bad idea! I don't even know what to do! Holy shit stay away from Brandon!"
The Ashur clones looked back the original and shook their head. Ashur looked relieved, and they became to carry Brandon from the icecream machine as he was in a massive food coma.
"We are sorry Kozan, but we should get back home to realize what the hell is going on."
The clone had finished his sentence, and the other Ashur's began to laugh. Brandon was luckily in a food coma, and as they carried the body together, Ashur left them to join Kozan.
"Bring Brandon back to the house. I got to finish up guys."
They nodded, and began to plot ways to screw with Brandon with markers and various other immature things. The real Ashur looked at Kozan with a horrified yet happy face.
"Well it seems they are copies of me as if I was living three lives at once. I need at least a week to clear my head with this cloning and figure this shit out. After that, lets go camping, Kozan."
He looked with a smile at Kozan.
"Oh also, during the camping trip, I can teach you a thing or two."
Ashur then got it!
"I will teach you chakra infusion. It is useful for all items and very useful for learning jutsu. It might take some effort, but hey we have some time to kill while camping. Sorry to leave so quickly, you can have the rest of the ice cream and the cart if you want."
Ashur then would put a hand on Kozan's shoulder.
"I am sorry for what happened within your family, and I hope that I can be a shoulder for you. I don't like seeing you down in the dumps for things you can't control. I mean after all, you didn't chose to be born with those people. Hell the only thing you share is blood, so I feel that is enough reason to dissociate yourself from them."
He gazed into Kozan's eyes with a reassuring smile, and then pick up his things and began to wave goodbye. Ashur then walked down the street to see his clones stuck almost half a mile ahead of them.
"Hmm so this jutsu has a limit in range, how odd."
Ashur would mutter this to himself, and then walk away towards his clones. He would then begin his training to show off for the camping trip, because he loved being flashy and looking strong! He was going to show Kozan a thing or two of why he is a ninja to be feared! He began to run down the street with excitement. He would look back for only a second to smirk at Kozan.

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19 Stat points for Ashur and Brandon Added!
Jutsu Learned:
Shadow Clone Jutsu
Mark Seal

[Leave thread, Training complete.]

Ashur's laugh unsettled Kozan for a second. Did the boy not think he was serious enough? That wasn't the reaction that Kozan was expecting, considering that he had been nothing but serious from the time that he had met Ashur. Indeed, he was rarely found in a mood of levity or jocularity. Why spend time in laughter when you had things to do? There was no need for it. Sure, he could always unintentionally catch on to a joke or such, but he would never be the kind of person to crack jokes or actively attempt to make other people happy. Though, for his close friends, he might make an exception. Ashur was quickly becoming one of those.
As Ashur smiled at his own comment, Kozan, too would smirk a little, his mouth twitching slightly into and almost-grin. They'd both chosen wisely when they met each other. Sure, Kozan might have a little more experience and Ashur might be a little stronger, but overall, they would probably get along just fine. All he had to do was meet up to the standard that had been set before him... for a moment, he blinked, as a hallucination of his aunt walking away from the training grounds appeared in his vision.
Aunt Misaki... she had left behind a legacy of... of what, exactly? Destruction? She hadn't been in the invasion fight, so that couldn't be it. Power. That was it. She had left behind a trail of power, and like a road upon which one walks, and either side is bordered by toxic bog or lava. Kozan just couldn't step off of it, no matter how much he tried. Since in this kind of thing, walking backwards was impossible, all he could do was face forwards and keep going. He supposed that as a shinobi, it was his fate. But inside, he longed to change it somehow.
"If you break their jaw, though, they can't give you the information you need... I see your point, though."
As he thought some more, his reverie was interrupted by Ashur sounding peppy. What was this... some kind of trick with chakra? Kozan pepped up, his white eyebrows raised in curiosity. What could this be? He'd heard of many things done with chakra, and seeing something new piqued his interest somewhat. Sure, he'd rather go to watch that armless guy practice his sword arts, but chakra interested Kozan too, as unpracticed as he was with it.
He watched as Ashur made that hand seal. It wasn't like any he had seen in the academy, so he concluded that it must be one for this particular jutsu. It didn't occur to him that plenty of these techniques had seals like this, but he had nevertheless stumbled upon a correct conclusion. He may not be cut out for academics, but at least he had a spot of common sense in his head. Perhaps in that aspect, he had a one up on his aunt. Anyways, Kozan watched as Ashur channeled his chakra.
Amazingly, two clones appeared. So, this was a more advanced version of the clone technique? Clearly, Ashur was a novice with it, as shown by his poor control over the clones. As the other boy panicked, Kozan's stance would shift, his right foot stepping forward and his knees bending slightly, as his right hand reached for the hilt on his katana. He'd have only one chance to do this before reloading his sword, as he called it, back into his sheathe. His right arm had just begun to move when to Kozan, it seemed that Ashur looked more relieved.
Well, that was good. At least he hadn't had to do anything about it. He wasn't sure if it hurt to destroy someone's shadow clones, but he didn't want to risk hurting Ashur. At the very least, he'd have summoned Nightblood and have it knock out the boy in order to disperse the shadow clones, as risky and unnethical as that sounded. He'd have to deal with Nightblood's curse as well; that crazy thing within the blade that cried out to kill evil. Then again, it seemed to designate almost everyone as evil which was very strange.
It seemed that eventually, Ashur would get the hang of it. And the boy knew chakra infusion too... this was too good of a chance to pass up. He nodded excitedly, his eyes sparkling with apprehension... the good kind, not the bad kind.
"See you in a week, then."
With that, he'd walk off in the other direction, his hand now NOT on his katana. Having your hand there, he had heard it said, was a sign of aggression. He wasn't that kind of guy, to walk around looking angry. His anger was buried deep within him, smoldering and ready to burst free.
[TWC 3858

3500/3500 towards Iai: Beheading
358 towards chakra infusion
19 stats
EXIT]