Looking for... friends? (NK)

Yasumi had been in the hospital again to have her stump looked after and get a new receipt for balsam that could be bought at the pharmacy. So now she had the slip in her one hand that would enable her to by that special calming lotion. Sadly the money was once again short this month. It was about time for her to make this stupid Genin exam. But well there was this one thing keeping her form it. She looked at her arm and signed. It was much harder to learn how to do those Jutsu only with one hand. So she had to train a little harder than her fellow students. Maybe she was a little robbed of the experience so far. So now she entered the pharmacy. The friendly man who worked her knew her already and smiled as he saw her: "Hello Yasu-chan, that balsam again?", he asked as she came in and the bell rang as the door hit it. She smiled and with her soft sweet voice she would agree: "Yes but it will soon be better I am sure", she said handing him a slip and a few ryo. He smiled and nodded at her as he took the money and put it in the cash register.
Then he turned to the wall with many drawers behind him and looked at the many little name tags on them while he casually asked: "How is Academy training coming along? Are your fellow students nice to you?" He pulled open a drawer and handed her a tube of balsam and she nodded. "They are quite nice, so try to tease me but well I don't let them get the better of me. I am used to having many small children around me that try to nag me", she smiled taking the tube, "But I could need a tutor or at least someone about my age to talk to. It is kind of boring being new here", she laughed a little and he did too. "Don't worry about hit honey, you will find friends soon I am sure of it", he smiled at her and tried to show encouragement to her and she straightened her back and nodded.

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"A tutor in what" Komon would say as he made his way to the front of the pharmacy with a bottle of sleeping pills in his hands. Ever since the war he'd had trouble sleeping at night, images of men being torn to pieces by earthen pillars from the battle for tornado country haunted his thoughts, particularly the lifeless body of his former friend.

"This will be all" He'd say placing it on the counter and giving a handful of ryo to the man before turning to look at the girl. She seemed to be missing an arm, a physical trait which reminded him of his friend max, the blonde puppeteer of kumogakure. Should I comment on it? He'd think to himself before shaking the idea out of his head.

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A little shiver would shake her as suddenly someone was talking behind her back and she turned her head to see the man beside her. Slowly she looked up and down bowing her head lightly towards him. "Oh I am trying to pass the Genin test of the villages Shinobi Academy", she smiled at him putting that long hair of hers behind her ear. "But I am kind of met with a little handicap so I do need a lot of extra learning. It only happened recently that I lost it so I am also not yet accustomed to do things, still it gave me the opportunity to come here in the first place so it is not that bad", while she had talked hope and excitement shined from her blue eyes and the smile on her lips changed to a kind of dreamy one when she thought of the possibility of her making it. Alone the thought of it lifted her spirits a little more.
Then she returned into reality and saw the man again before her. With an elegant bow she would step aside a bit: "I am sorry I did not want to intrude on you by spacing out", her cheeks turning into faint rouge as she was a tiny bit embarrassed on her own behaviour.

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The girl gave him a bow upon seeing him, probably due to the jounin jacket. He scratched his head confusedly in response, the perks that came with jounin where new to him, and he was hardly used to being in a position of authority. What she said however caught his interest, she seemed to be preparing to take the genin exams.

"I'd be happy to help you with that if you'd have me of course" He'd say as he pocketed the bottle of pills and left the change for the man at the counter. "I took the same exams about 2 years ago And I learned how to do handseals with one hand not to long ago, If you have the time we can head to a training ground right now, I've got some time off before my next mission is scheduled."

He'd say to the girl, curious as to what her response would be. Would she rise to the occassion and face her disability head on, or would she make an excuse for herself to get out of it. Only time would tell, and time always told.

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She looked at him with surprise. Did he just offer to help her right of the bat? A little flabbergasted she would look at him with big blue eyes just as if she needed to comprehend what he had just told her but then she was shining again. With a twitch of her nose her feeling came back to her and she kind of saluted: "I would be more than glad to have you Sensei! I will try my best to inhale what you will offer me in wisdom and experience", she was kind of shaking with excitement as she looked at him and she could barely hide it from him especially if he had just a little bit of knowledge of judging people. But then she hit her forehead with the palm of her head.
"Please excuse me for being so rude not to introduce myself properly", she said and he could see this gesture as she would try to pick up the sides of her dress for a playful curtsey but then paused as she remembered she did not have two hands anymore so she changed from a western gesture to a more eastern approach as she slowly put her arms in front of her body, lightly crossing them and then bowing to him in a quite graceful dip of her upper body: "My name is Sora Yasumi, but well Yasumi or even Yasu would be sufficient for me", she said smiling at him, "What can I call you?", she asked her head dipping a little to the right and her eyes still gazing at him. All the while the old men collected the money and watched this scene unfolding before him.


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Sensei was still a strange thing for Komon to hear, his own students from his former gennin team had never called him it, and he hadn’t taken any students since becoming a jounin. He’d kind of awkwardly smile at the thought of the position, never having seen himself as a teacher. The girl looked excited however and began to introduce herself. After listening to her introduction Komon would begin to introduce himself as well. “You can call me Komon” He’d say before pausing.

“Komon Hyuuga” He’d give a slight bow back in response to her own.

“Are you coming?” He’d say as he pocketed the medication and began to walk outside into the cold winter winds and snow of Kumogakure. After all it was winter, and they were in the middle of a mountain range. Not that the kumo ninja minded it all that much, they’d been raised here, and the sting of the snow on their face was a familiar friend.

Komon himself would trudge through the snow heading towards the nearest training ground, assuming that the girl would follow him.

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(Sorry it took so long to respond, I'll try to be faster next time)

She nodded as he told her to call him Komon. It was a nice and easy to remember Name so she smiled happy as he offered her to call him by his name and not the surname how it would be most common around strangers. But he also offered to take her with him right away. Her thoughts trailed a little over his last name. Hyuuga was that a name out of her neighbourhood? No, she could not remember ever having heard about t before but it sounded pretty. As she was lost in thought she could hear him calling her again to follow her: "Oh yes I am sorry I went daydreaming for a moment", she said while blushing which was only seen lightly under her brown skin but never the less. She bowed quickly to the pharmacist and hurried out after him catching up to him as they were outside.
She could feel the cold winter breeze but it did not worry her too much. Usual winter in the mountains was hard and so she was used to it from home. When they started to produce thread and wool out of what they had gathered from the sheep over the year. Now she was skipping steps beside Komon to keep up and smiled at him with curiosity striking her face. "Are you Kumo born? How long have you been a Shinobi for? What was your Genin exam like?", she would pour out questions galore while walking beside him but then slapping her hand across her mouth and then cough a little, "I am sorry I did not want to be too nosy." She would get out her balsam and her arm out and casually start rubbing some of it on the stump that would ease up the feeling inside her arm that would still imply to her that there was a hand on it hurting badly.

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(no worries ^^)

As the two trudged through the snow the girl would ask on onslaught of questions that others might have found invasive. But Komon had been Hitori's teacher and had guided Renji hyuuga, no amount of questions could catch him off guard anymore. "Yes, my parents defected from Konohagakure and moved here. About 3 years. The gennin exam was kind of easy to be honest, ninjutsu just came as a second nature to me at that time. The hardest part for me personally was getting past the stage fright" Komon would say recalling his early days as a shinobi. They where good times, times before the war, before even the chuunin exam.

"Don't worry about it" Komon would respond to her apology.

As he finished his sentence the two would find themselves missing in the center of training ground five, The training ground where he had met Senshi, Max, and Reizo. The star trio of kumogakure. He'd smile at the memory of it before speaking to Yasumi.

"So Yasumi, walk me through what you already know, and we will build on that. How far along are you in your academy classes, what have they taught you?"

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She would smile as he would answer her questions even if they seemed a little too intimate of nature for some people that had just met. Indeed stage fright was something she had not even thought of. Should she better be nervous about this exams or not? Well for the most part she was not able to even try it so there was no need to fret over it now. She would still be happy to him admitting that even someone who seemed to be prepared far better than any other would feel the fright of upcoming judgement of others. So she smiled at him while he said she should not worry and nodded. Following him leaving traces in the snow behind them she would enter the training grounds. She knew those quite well. On different occasions she had been training here amongst her fellow Academy Students and learned a great deal about Kunai and Shuriken, but she had never been so well with them because her inability to make normal use of her left was making her a bit ineffective. Still she had not given up on learning it and with constant practice she would be able to make her left just as good as her right hand had been.

As they then stood opposing one another she would think shortly and then nod to him: "Well I know very much of the various theories concerning chakra circulation and meditating techniques to enhance once control of it greatly. We also had many lessons concerning basic self defence here and I do seem good at running away from others", she chuckled a little as she said so, "I do have good aim throwing Kunai and shuriken, but unfortunately my left arm is still weak from the time I was sick and could not work or train but I am working at it every day since he has to replace my right in everyday life", she smiled at him while she looked around for a brief moment.
Then she would breathe out into the cold air and it created a small cloud in front of her face and she chuckled a little looking at how it dissolved into the sky above them. "And the nature of my chakra does fit wind the best. I guess it is because where I come from in the mountains the wind is apparent all the time, the day where no wind caresses the wide meadows you can count easily with two hands and I like the feeling when it rushes through my hair, like a hand gently passing over my head", she blinked shortly ending her little talk with that.

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