Staying after class! Seriously? (OPEN)

[Chikamatsu Shin]

Ko had spent the day teaching one of his Advanced Taijutsu classes of about ten students. This class was a lecture format, and they had a required dojo time later that day that he would have to look over. He had spent the time during his lecture speaking of the basic ways to defend oneself with out seeming weak or aggressive. Passive defense was one of the best ways to throw an enemy off guard. Each style of Shinobi would be able to create their own method, but Ko focused more on the Settle ways the Non-Elemental Chakra could be used as a benefit. The ideas of releasing chakra through the body could possible knock the attack off guard. Similar to the Gentle Fist of the Hyuuga's, bursts of chakra could also be used as a way to deflect an attack.

The white headed boy waited for all of his students to leave, before he gathered his stuff and headed out of the door. He locked the room behind him. As Ko left the room one of the other sensei's walked up to him with a stack full of papers. He already didn't like where this was going.

"Ko-Senpai, Here these are for you. We have a large number of students applying for the Genin Exam in a month. I need you to fill out these forms and turn them back into the registration office. We don't want our young students waiting on us do we?"<i></i>

With that, the giddy blonde Genjutsu Specialists dropped the stack of papers into Ko's arms. She smiled and walked away.

"Thanks Lin-Sama..."<i></i>

The younger boy let out a sigh and turned to face the hallway to his left. He began to walk down the corridors and turned to his right. His office was coming near, The boy let out a yawn as he walked into his small room. The room itself looked normal, for Ko anyway. The desk was perfectly tiddy and the walls were clean of decoration. The books were alphabetized on the shelves and he had a single chakra lamp on his desk. The room itself was colder than the rest of the school, due to Ko's Haku bloodline being a passive style of his, he tended to drop the temperature around him.

Ko sat down the stack of papers onto his desk. He sighed as he walked over to his filing cabinet to retrieve his Weasel fur tipped red sandalwood brush and his jet black ink. He smiled. In the light, his ink shimmered with a blueish tint, making his ink a little more unique. Turning around, the boy sat back down at his desk and opened up the first file. He frowned this could take a while. Ko was hoping someone would come by and distract him from his work, but until then, Ko started to fill out the forms.

"Here we go..."<i></i>

Dipping his brush in the ink, he began filling out the necessary information for exams, such as name of the student, possible proctors, dates, and locations. This was going to be a long day.

 

[Mienai]

Shira was wondering what exactly she should be doing with her time now that she had had a few sessions of her therapy and she seemed to be progressed nicely. Her taijutsu was getting back up to par and her mind was slowly retraining itself to remember smaller and smaller details of memory. Shira figured she could probably do some more taijustsu training if she wanted to, but then a thought crossed her mind. Ko wasn't home, that meaned he had been held over by his 'class'. Shira laughed internally. Yeah, like that make believe do gooder could ever be classified as a teacher. That was a joke. All he ever did was spout about his great lord 'Dekishi'. Shira rolled her eyes and as much as she disliked it, she knew she had to remain on his good side. After all, Ko had placed that damn collar around her neck and it was really a pain in the ass to deal with, especially since he added some kind of religious charm that would only work for him. She didn't like it. At the though, she attempted to pull the thing off, only the have it freeze the skin around her neck. "Ow, son of a--" She held her tongue. Complaining about it would get her nowhere.

Well, perhaps some kind of 'peace offering' could be given between the two 'siblings. Yes, Shira would pay her dear brother a little visit, pretending to be the 'loving caretaker/big sister' she was. She chuckled this time. Shira was currently in her home, the one she had acquired after hearing of her mother's death and showing she had the competancy to run it, going through some old possessions and working on some remodeling scemes. This place really was far too cold and dreary for her own taste. She stopped in her work and decided that whatever this peace offering was, it had to be good. She need inspiration. Shira made her way to Ko's ice cavern, looking around to make sure there weren't any clones in here this time. They tended to freak her out. Seeing none, she looked towards Ko's desks and noticed a faint glow emitting from a bag on his desk. As she drew closer, she noticed they were chrystals of pure ice, eminatting a strong chakra vibe. Shira picked the bags up, eyeing them carefully. "Really, Ko? I get that you're a Haku and everything, but isn't injecting yourself with pure ice chakra energy going a bit far? And that's coming from someone enjoys the flavor of blood and talks to herself. No wonder the damn house is always so cold." Shira wondered if she should take them. After a quick thought she smirked and took them out of the room. "This is my house, so these are rightfully my things. He can't get mad if I'm using my own property."

Shira then headed into the kitchen, wondering what to do with them. She took a tumbler and placed the ice chrystals into the container. She then focused some of her chakra into a her hands and smiled. Maybe the taijustu training could pay off in other ways. She shook the container quickly, acting out similar motions as if she were similtainiously punching several targets rapidly. Yes, by the time she was done shaking, the chrystals were nothing but finely ground edible bites. Shira then withdrew two cone like containers, placing them inside and hoping they wouldn't melt. They seemed fine for the moment, but then again the house was a walk in freezer. She wondered what she should do to step it up a notch. Ko could eat plaine ice and be exceptionally happy. She on the other hand could not. Shira stepped over to the fridge and opened it up to scan their stock. The top row contained several blood bags. Some of Ko's blood, some of Shira's blood, as back up emergency reserves, and then some for a little bit of variety in case Shira's hunger decided to spike. She was rather picky for a chigokai so they needed to have all kinds on hand. Shira began sorting through them, looking for a particular type. She was muttering to herself as she did so. "Hmm, there's Ko's blood, that's a no go. B+...no don't want that either." Shira paused on a certain darker colored bag and drew it closer to examine it. She instantly scrunched her face up though as she read the details. "Ugh! What the hell? C-? Are we keeping sandworm blood in the house again? Seriously?" Shira flung the bag over her shoulder and behind her with little regard to where it landed. A few other bags followed, some of a rather...interesting color, before Shira stopped on what she was looking for. "Aha! Delicious O-. And it's fresh at that. Yes, this will do nicely." If Ko saw the scattered array of blood bags thrown everywhere, it would be considered a normal act. Shira then started looking at the bottom row. It was actually meant to store real food and drink enhancers. Shira wasn't sure what Ko liked, but she figured the Cherry would do nicely, considering it seemed to be what was gone the most. She took the blood and cherry flavoring and poured them on top of what she was calling 'snowcones' and made sure they were both well coated. She then smirked and picked both up, hurrying towards Ko's position.

When she reached the building, she entered quickly and made her way towards Ko's 'office'. Shira rolled her eyes at the thought. Office, Ha! More like an overly exuberant term for what should be recognized as a broom cupboard with a filing system. Shira would have demanded something better than that shamble of a room. Still, as soon as she reached it, she sighed and entered, a smirk on her face. "Hello brother, I noticed the time and realized you must be working over. You're always so dedicated to your students. I figured that as the loving sister I am, I would bring you a treat....um, now which one was it." Shira's voiced was laced with far too much sweetness to ever be considered sincere, but she didn't really care. This was as far as she would get in terms of being remotely tolerant. She 'acted' confused as she looked between the two red snowcones, wondering which one to give him. Of course, the smell of the rich iron enhanced blood would always let her know which one was her glorious treasure. After a moment of 'hesitation', Shira would extend the snowcone that did indeed have the cherry flavoring toward the young priest. "Silly little mistake. I hope you'll forgive me. This one is yours." Shira would then take a bite of her own delicious treat, a genuine smile crossing her face as she sighed in pleasure from the explosion of flavor rippling across her palette. It always did make her feel as if she was imbued with happiness and power both at the same time.

 

[Bankai]

His eyes searched the building carefully making sure not to be noticed just yet that he was new here. First time he decided to carry on what his father asked him to become; to be a Sunagakure not sato shinobi. His grey silvery hair hung about his face; framing it to how it wanted the face to look. Another portion of the hair stuck straight out back and was short in length. He sometimes wished it were longer to help shield his neck from the sand. As he waled along the corridor of this massive and ancient building, he would listen for a few seconds to see if could discern any voices from behind the doors. A few of them had voices but they were involved in some sort of class and he did not want to intrude.

Finally, he came to a door that he heard a voice and it was a female which was what mainly made him enter.

Maybe she can tell me where I can find my first class

His hand groped the handle of the door, surprisingly it was cold as ice, too cold for it to be an air conditioning unit he reasoned to himself. All the more intrigued by this, he turned the door knob and entered. As he did this, he saw two people instead of one. A male sitting at a desk and a female standing.

Snow cones? Well makes sense in this weather but in here? Strange.

"Hi, good day. My name is Bankai, I wanted to know if any of you could help me maybe." he smiled at them as he spoke making visual recordings of everything.