Ame was about to shoot out another one of her 20 questions when a different boy walked up to him. He appeared to be out of the academy, if the forehead protector was anything to go by, but he looked young. So maybe a genin?
Out of nowhere, the boy, now known Ryuuichi, gave Ame and Tatsuo his introduction while complimenting on their training. He mentioned that he had been watching them, and Ame found this a bit odd.
Taking the last of her water into her mouth and swallowing, she responded. “You shouldn’t just watch people. Some might get the wrong idea.”
His bright smile did nothing to deter her from saying what was on her mind. He would be a good opponent to train with. But Ame stuck to her words. She knew nothing of this newcomer, hadn’t even seen him around the village before. Though that wasn’t too considering she hardly ever went out. Everywhere she went she saw new people.
Silently, she observed Ryuuchi’s face. Something about it just seemed so familiar to her. The eye shape, the nose, practically everything about him looked like she’d seen him some where before. But she knew she hadn’t. She didn’t know any genin. She barely knew any of her academy students.
Brushing it off for a later day, she looked down at the grass, observing the blades while waiting to see how Tatsuo would respond to the stranger.
Out of nowhere, the boy, now known Ryuuichi, gave Ame and Tatsuo his introduction while complimenting on their training. He mentioned that he had been watching them, and Ame found this a bit odd.
Taking the last of her water into her mouth and swallowing, she responded. “You shouldn’t just watch people. Some might get the wrong idea.”
His bright smile did nothing to deter her from saying what was on her mind. He would be a good opponent to train with. But Ame stuck to her words. She knew nothing of this newcomer, hadn’t even seen him around the village before. Though that wasn’t too considering she hardly ever went out. Everywhere she went she saw new people.
Silently, she observed Ryuuchi’s face. Something about it just seemed so familiar to her. The eye shape, the nose, practically everything about him looked like she’d seen him some where before. But she knew she hadn’t. She didn’t know any genin. She barely knew any of her academy students.
Brushing it off for a later day, she looked down at the grass, observing the blades while waiting to see how Tatsuo would respond to the stranger.