Akemi... Gets drunk? [Yori]

Akemi timidly strode through the streets of Hoshigakure, his tiny right hand tightly clasping a wrinkled brown paper bag. The contents of the bag were totally legal, don't worry, for it was simply filled with a legally prescribed medicine for his sore throat. You see, for the past couple of weeks, Akemi had simply been unable to talk due to how sore his throat was. Thankfully though, Akemi had been taking the medicine daily and he had noticed a vast improvement with his ability to speak. In fact, the doctors had told him that his throat was pretty much already been cured, and the last dose was just to make sure.

Akemi stopped right next to a bench, as he had noticed that his shoe laces were starting to loosen. So, Akemi set the paper bag down on the bench and leaned over to tie his shoe laces, the action managing to completely obscure all view of the bench and his medicine due to the way he had accidentally positioned his body. Akemi thought nothing of this though, he had no reason to after all.

Unbeknown to Akemi, a man was happily walking along with the exquisite alcoholic beverage he had just bought which, coincidentally, happened to look exactly the same as Akemi's medicine. The bottle and bag, even the labels were magically the same colour! Truly, a work of the gods who somehow thought tormenting Akemi was a good idea. What's more, was the fact that the man's feet were tired so he decided to sit on the exact same bench that the Hiyu had momentarily placed his medicine, and, get this, the man even placed his bag right next to Akemi's, the two managing to be completely the same. The man squinted at the sight of a kid leaning over to tie his laces, and therefore, managing to block the man's view of the magical streets.

"Kid, why're yo' blocking mah view?" He grunted, his eyes tightening with anger. Akemi let out a squeak of surprise, yes, you read that right, a squeak, and he quickly turned around to face the man who had just sat down. "I... I'm s-sorry sir." Akemi whispered, looking down in shame. Then, without looking up again, Akemi quickly grabbed, what he assumed was, his medicine bag and he walked away quickly. However, the series of unfortunate events would not end there for our protagonist, as he had managed to accidentally take the bag with the alcohol in it. U-huh, you read that right, our 4'8 hero was going to drink some alcohol, what could possibly go wrong?

Akemi looked at the sun-dial he had just happened to walk past, and he noted that it was 15 minutes until he had to drink the medicine. And by drink, he meant he had to down a whole load of it extremely quickly. It was quite a strange medicine, don't judge Akemi (or me), please judge the doctors in this current world. 'Don't shoot the messenger'. Akemi came to the conclusion that he didn't want to go allll the way back home, drink the medicine, then go to the training grounds. So he had the absolutely brilliant idea of just heading straight to the training grounds. The whole trip taking a lovely round number of 10 minutes. 

Akemi arrived in the training grounds and immediately walked to one of the empty one fields. Once there, he set the medicine down on the ground and started doing some basic stretches. I'll have to drink my medicine soon, he thought while stretching his right arm horizontally across his chest and holding it there with his left arm. 

TWC: 609

(Assume that Akemi's appearance is just like my profile picture)

At the aforementioned training grounds, a figure that definitely didn’t seem to fit in was training. It wasn’t that he was a bit old for a genin, for there were plenty of people such as that in Hoshigakure, what with the ninja academy having been opened only fairly recently, and all manner of people having attempted to become Shinobi themselves. No, that wasn’t why he didn’t fit in. It wasn’t the way his orange hair stuck out against his green eyes, for there were all manner of strange eye and hair color combinations among shinobi, who seemed to harbor the strangest set of genetics.

It wasn’t even the fact that he was wearing a suit to the training grounds, his coat hung up on a nearby tree and his white dress shirt unbuttoned three places, his sleeves rolled up. Shinobi wore all manner of strange dress. No, the strangest thing about Yori Shimura was that his skin seemed coated in some strange, grey substance, hardening and bolstering his skin.

He struck at a set of training dummies, causing notable imprints upon them with each strike, smashing them with bizarre effectiveness for how comparatively small Yori was. He went at it as if he were in a trance, beating the living crap out of the dummies before him, not really fighting with any sort of strategy, and making something of a spectacle of himself.

As Akemi did his stretches, he noticed a flash of orange and grey in his peripheral vision, the odd colour drawing his gaze. Akemi found that the entire view of the 'Orange Flash' did little to help answer his questions. It seemed there was a boy, whose skin was turning grey and he seemed to be stronger than he looked. The sight excited Akemi for one simple reason: The grey skin looked similar to the way Hiyu's transformed themselves, was this person a Hiyu? He'd only met one in Hoshi so far, the chances of meeting another one HAD to be high... Right?

So, excitement bubbling in his stomach, Akemi picked up the brown paper bag in his right hand and he made his way to the excitable ninja, coming to a halt about 4 meters behind the boy. He then, rather awkwardly, cleared his throat to garner the boy's attention. If this didn't work, then Akemi would quietly walk up behind the boy and tap the boy's shoulder with enough force to make him pay attention, but not enough to cause any 'Damage'.

Either way, the moment he had the boy's attention, Akemi had a burning question which he needed to ask the boy, and, despite his shyness, Akemi had the determination to find it out. "Are... Are y-you from a c-clan called 'Hiyu'?" Akemi asked, tripping over his words like the fool that he was.

TWC: 847

His eyes glowed a dull yellow as Yori continued to smash the dummies to bits, his greyed arms suddenly transforming into new and strange shapes. Contorted blades seemed to spread from his form as Yori attempted to create makeshift weapons from his very being, smashing his hands into the dummies with even greater force. He gripped one by what would be its skull and struck it hard in the center of mass, ripping clean through and sending it flying back with sheer force.

He turned to the next, a blade forming from his forearm, which he used to cut the dummy’s head clean off, his massive arm coming back to strike in an uppercut motion, sending the head high into the sky. His hand morphed once more into a sort of clublike shape, which he used as the dummy’s hand came falling back down to earth, striking it and sending it flying off into the distance.

The last dummy was cleaved in two with a simple axelike weapon formed from his hand, first horizontally, then twice diagonally, and finally vertically, falling to pieces as Yori stepped back, his hands returning to normal, panting as his rage subsided. He noticed something now. Someone was tapping on his shoulder.

”Err, no.” Panted Yori, his arms forming back to normal as he hid them behind his back, rather ashamed of his powers. He had thought himself alone here, hence his willingness to use his Kekkei Genkai, but the way it transformed him into more of a beast than a man brought a lot of shame to Yori, who cared much for saving face. ”Why do you ask?” He continued, not knowing what the hell a “Hiyu” was.

Yori suddenly realized he had an appointment with his father and quickly hurried off

(Exit)

)Akemi realized that he too had to go somewhere as he watched the ginger hurry off, namely his chuunin exams. T'was such a shame that his writer had completely forgotten about this thread, but bygones will be bygones after all. So, after making sure had collected everything, Akemi took a swig of his 'medicine' and hurried back to his apartment to prepare for the exams.

Little did the Hiyu know, but he was going to be in for quite a shocker later. And it probably wasn't a surprise to the majority, especially since many people already knew the extent of his luck. Which was basically non-existent. Now, you're probably confused as to why Akemi was going to be in for a shock. Well, if you'd read the entire thread, then you'd know that Akemi had accidentally picked up some alcohol instead of medicine later. And since Akemi was fairly small... Yeah, it didn't really take that much alcohol to make him 'tipsy'. Making gathering his thoughts for the exam incredibly difficult and whatnot.

TWC:1020

-Exit-

Claims: 
10 AP
All words towards mastering Drunken Fist (The rest is claimed Here and Here)

Approved.