A day in the Sun

[Iwahashi Daisuke]

It was a normal warm day out in Sunagakure and once again The Breeze found himself staying away from the situation near his family compound. It seemed like a few of the chuunins of the family decided to give the genins a test to prove how worthy they were to be called Iwahashi. It was something that he barely remembered from his days a genin, but it was not something he liked to relive either. He shook the memory out of head. For now that would be a memory worth forgetting as it had nothing really to do with his own personal past with his parents or the people that had claimed who they were.

Daisuke had found himself staring overhead at the village. He was leaning on one of the sand building’s railings. He was use to living within the village and on his own. He preferred it that way than being stuck living within his family’s compound where he was given looks and questioned about his memory. It affected him and his clan knew it, but he never understood why they seemed to be worried about him. It was a blessing and a curse and he was cursed for having the bloodline within him.

He shook the thoughts out of his head and pushed himself up and stretched slightly. He needed something better to do than to dwell in matters that he could not change for himself. He felt like training or something, but all his usually training buddies had been assigned extended missions or something. He knew he could go pick a fight with his cousin if the timing was right, but for now he decided against it. There were better people that he could do that it. He would have to find them.

He ran a hand through his short black hair and dropped his hands down to his side. It was time to go messing with people just because he felt like it. There was a chance that he could find a simple chuunin to help train or genin. He glanced around for a moment before placing his hand on the railing and jumping over the wall of the building. He landed on the roof of the other building and then did the same until he was standing on the ground of the village.

Daisuke looked up at where he had been standing before and then started off towards the training grounds. There was usually some people there he could bug without an issue that could come up. He knew it was a big hang out for kids and even adult ninja in order to train there was nothing new about that one.

After a few minutes he strolled towards a training dummy that was tied up. It was a simple punching back for kids to work on their punches and not really made for someone his age to practice on. He reached up and scratched his head slightly. ”Where are all the adults or older kids when you need a good moving punching bag….kids these days…” He sighed some.

[Aimi]

It was time to wake up, Aimi decided as she rolled out of her bed and onto the floor with a heavy thud. It was one way to get the blood flowing in the morning, but she just wanted to close her eyes and go back to sleep. She dreaded actually getting up, but today was a day off for her, so she needed to get some much-needed training in. She had decided on that course the night before, but she lost track of time while reading and went to sleep much later than planned. Something didn't seem right, though. For some reason, her room seemed to be a bit brighter. She blinked open her stark blue eyes and wearily glanced about the room, then out the window to see the sun hovering brightly in the sky. She snapped awake.

"I'm late!" she cried, jumping to her feet before running to the bathroom. She quickly brushed her hair and teeth, then darted back to her room to get dressed into her favorite pink outfit with a white undershirt and matching boots. Since she would be training, she decided to pull her bright red hair into a ponytail to keep it from getting in her eyes, then she rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water, and began stretching. The exercises would be good for her body, especially since her muscles were just now becoming fully alive, and she didn't want to risk pulling one of them during training. Once she was ready, she left the house, locked the door, and began walking toward the training ground.

As much as Aimi wanted to go out and look for Tanaka, she knew in the back of her mind that she still wasn't strong enough to combat many of the shinobi that would possibly attack if she went out searching for him again. There were many times she had tried to find him and awoke in the hospital because someone came to her rescue. She had a strong amount of luck, apparently, but she knew that it wouldn't last forever. Aimi needed to train and discipline herself to the point of becoming at least jounin-level. That way, she would be able to defend herself to the point that she might be able to actually get a good lead on his whereabouts.

She gave a heavy sigh as she finally reached the training ground and was surprised to see a man standing near a dummy and scratching his head. At first, she was confused, but after further examination from her position, she realized that the person was Iwahashi Daisuke, also known as "The Breeze" to many. A smile quickly grew on her pale cheeks before she made a move towards him. "Hello, Breeze-san," she said when she reached him. "What are you doing out here by yourself?" Secretly, she wondered if he had lost his way, but she would keep that to herself right now. She didn't want to possibly insult him in any way.

WORDS! 502
STATUS! complete
TAGS! iwahashi daisuke
NOTES! sorry it took so long. D:
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade

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[Iwahashi Daisuke]

Daisuke was lost in his own thoughts as he watched the training dummy. He dropped his hand slightly to his side when he heard a voice behind him call him Breeze-san. He knew many of the older genin and chuunin called him that mainly because many that taught at the academy called him that and throughout the ranks of their community of shinobi. It did not bother him one bit, but it also reminded him of why he was called that. He watched the dummy a few seconds longer without a word to the girl as she asked why he was out here by himself.

He turned and looked at Aimi for a moment or so. It took his memory a moment or so to realize that she had been the girl a few times he had rescued from being killed by better trained criminals and shinobis. He had then found out her name and the reason why she was out there only. He had never confronted her about the incidents or to why she was looking for a missing ninja. He was no better with disappearing away from the village a few times every month. However, he always came back for some reason. He was not sure why he kept coming back to the village other than that he had swore to himself that he would not let this curse overcome him like it had others in his family.

He looked over his shoulder slightly at the dummy again and simply shrugged at her for a second. ”Good early afternoon, Aimi-san right?” He said finally and turned back to give her his full attention for now. ”Thought I would come and see who was in the training grounds…besides a couple of small shrimps of genin and some academy students there doesn’t really seem to be a challenge here today…the dummy would sorely loose a few limbs or its insides against an adult wont it?”

Dai mused over his own question about the dummy and reached up and ran a hand through his head and looked around at the academy students who seemed to be interested in watching the genin though kunai’s at each other. ”Genin playing target practice against each other is good for them, but not for….I suppose”

He twisted his head again and watched her closely for a moment and dropped his hand down to his side again and slipped it into his pocket. ”I could ask you the same question you have propose to me, but I think I would find that pointless in the long run. There are only a few reasons why someone would come out here…to look for someone or to annihilate the dummies….dummies will not help those with basic knowledge of fighting to improve their skills.”

In his mind he was already thinking about suggesting something along the lines of training with her. He could use it to judge her skills in combat and give her pointers if she would like. However, he was not going to voice the question just yet. He had hinted at it well enough as he spoke that he did not really think he needed to directly ask her if she wanted to fight him one on one at the moment. He knew he would not go all out on her since that was not his style in the first place. He usually had to be pushed before going all out on someone.