Seikon ANBU
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- Name: Riki Akihiro
- Village of Origin: Cloud
- Gender: Male
- Age: 11
- Height: 5'4"
- Weight: 125 lbs
- Body Frame: Average
- Natural Hair Colour: Black
- Natural Eye Colour: Hazel
- Alignment: Chaotic Good
- Rank: ANBU
- Branch: ANBU
- Bloodline: Seikon
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- 5’4ft Short black hair, long sleeve black jacket that buttons up at the front over long sleeve white shirt. Long black slacks with leather bound shoes, notably odd shaped mask that has a smiley face on it.
[legend=" • S T A T S • "]
- Agility: 525/525
- Stamina: 270/525
- Taijutsu: 525/525
- Ninjutsu: 210/525
- Genjutsu: 210/525
- Chakra Control: 210/525
- Power Level: 1950</LIST>[/legend]
[legend=" • P E R S O N A L I T Y • "]<LIST>- Very mature for his young age.
- Easily annoyed by anyone who can not/will not take situations seriously.
- A serious demeanor, usually protective over his older sister.
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- Dislike: N/A
- Acquaintance: N/A
- Friend(s): N/A
- Good Friend(s): N/A
- Best Friend(s): N/A
- Family; Crush: Kikei(F)
- Full Blown Love: N/A
[legend=" • H I S T O R Y • "]- Born into the Riki family as their first born son it was going to be up to him to continue the family legacy of being a major player in the Anbu ranks. From an early age he was given rigorous training to be the best at his current age group so much so that in less than one years’ time he was able to successfully graduate from the academy as a full fledge genin. Of course this was only possible due in part to the helicopter parenting technique his parent’s implemented in their raising of him.
It didn’t take long for his parent’s connections with Anbu branch to pull him in as an Anbu in training, which was not an easy task for the young nine year old who dreamed of an easier life, like the life of his elder sister, Riki Kikei. He grew to despise her carefree attitude and happy go lucky outlook on life; of course his constant demeaning of her would take its toll on the young woman. This of course pleased the young man greatly as it was a way for him to show his sister some of the pain in which he must endure on a daily basis. Eventually his constant wish to deny reality would manifest itself in the genetic bloodline passed alone his mother’s family line. Why it chooses to manifest itself in him and not his sister, who received their father’s bloodline, would remain a mystery.
Days would pass and the child would grow to understand his new found abilities through much diligence brought on by both self-exploration and explanation by an ecstatic mother. She would begin to coddle him in a way never before as she saw him as a way for her family’s blood to live on more now than ever before. With new found abilities and a, for the first time in his life, loving mother he endured his ever increasingly difficult task of becoming an Anbu.
He would be faced with hellish task that his young body could barely survive such as food depravation, and torture. Both of which were being employed not by the actually trainer he was assigned but by his family who knew just how to break a man’s spirit to make them talk. Of course he survived it all as he pushed forward, it made the missions his trainer pitted him on seem like child’s play. Then again they kind of were as his trainer did not in fact take him serious in the least bit and the boy knew this. After months of what most would consider a crash course taught by his family he had enough of what his trainer had to off and confronted him. Demanding to be treated like any other AiT the young boy declared that he deserved a chance to prove himself or dying trying.
One month later the young man finally received the chance he so desperately wanted, as his parents had continued to push him harder with each passing day demanding to see improvement. His trainer issued him a mission in which he was to take part in a simulated abduction of a high value target, and extraction of tactical information. A task any normal Anbu would be asked to complete on a normal basis, and the first real training he received from the man who looked down upon him. Within the first day of the task he had already traveled farther and faster than most other AiT before him almost setting a new record for the task. On the second day he had reached the simulated camp of his target a moderately guarded mock village. Using stealth techniques he had been taught by his parents the young boy infiltrated deep within the compound without much hiccups, a few close calls but nothing that would jeopardize the mission. He waited two days without food nor water for the perfect opportunity to abduct his target in the wee hours of the fourth day, with ease he extracted the target from the location and within hours had extracted the information he was tasked with retrieving. Of course this is where he had lost most of the time and thus failed to set a speed record but in doing his assignment in such a way he showed both resolve and fortitude that surpassed anything his trainer was expecting. It was then and there that the man swore to train the child as if he was more than just some child whose parent’s had pulled strings for.
As two years rolled along the young Anbu in training continued his path along with his parents constant nipping at his feet he achieved the promotion they so desperately wished for him. Still he would long for the days of his freedom from their aggressive shadow. All the while living out his days as an anbu in order to appease them until the day comes that they pass. Of course deep down a part of him relished in his accomplishments, as they completely overshadowed any attempt made by his old sister who had just recently achieved the rank of genin.
Now at the age of eleven, and one of the youngest Anbu in the force, he stands firm in resolve to perform his duties and continue to outshine his older sister in every attempt she makes at being a ninja. Of course it isn’t to say he doesn’t care for her at all no in fact he wishes to push her further by being a constant obstacle in her way something she had never had to deal with before entering the academy.