Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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SUNSET of the Devil EVENT Field Hospital

Toraono Kuro

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Kuro would blush as if his dark skin could get any darker and yet it did. "Please forgive my exuberance, it is very rare that a woman like you comes along, and I find myself in the fortunate position to be of your interest. We can rest all you like, I will simply summon a meal here at your leisure. While we recover allow me to open the skyline of the tent so you may see the stars above and still be safe from the insects and elements." With a motion of his weary right hand the top of the tent folded open against its net mesh revealing to open night sky. The net mesh allowed cool air to come in causing a residual steam to float like mists from atop their worn bodies. It was cold outside but they lay upon the finest greenery that seemed to be permanent in its growth now, the tent had also taken up a series of vines and small trees were sprouting from the crimson sands. What fascinating chakra Amaya possessed, she could actually will life into existence... a shudder would pass through all of Kuro's forms as he realized he had known one other woman capable of bringing life to the desert. Her smile briefly crossed their multi consciousness, and as he looked at Amaya again there was indeed a powerful resemblance. Could she be her reincarnation? Only time spent together would tell but her presence was soothing and her nature true. Perhaps a second marriage was in order.
 

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"hmm? Frequent compliments, a bed side commissary with host service, and a dazzling view of the stars.. a girl could get use to this. Are you sure you wish to be so hospitable? I can be quite high maintenance. You might find yourself bringing me cool drinks at regular intervals..."

Obvious sarcasm though Amaya's facial expression, or lack of, gave no hint to the jest behind her words. No, facial ques could not be relied on however Amaya's humorous tone would make obvious that she had a sense of humor. Even though meant as a witty slap of sarcasm, a bit of truth was being warned here. Amaya was high maintenance and it was in her nature to be a bit dominant. She, however did whole heartedly appreciate the gesture of hospitality. Kuro was proving to be quite the charmer and charmers were dangerous. Amaya knew this. It was her prerogative to maintain the walls she had fortified around her heart and to ensure no man could mess with her head. She was not one for compromised judgement that the heart inspired but for cold collective logic which till this day had not failed her. Amaya's hand would trace Kuro's chest passively. She looked to be in thought gazing only ahead with no hint as to what was going through her mind. She didn't answer Kuro properly either. It was as if she simply went into a day dream but of what exactly? The fact that her face was impossible to read would help no one as that is were most of the context clues were stored on normal people. She might as well have been wearing a mask. Amaya was indeed a mysterious one. The chill of the night sky didn't seem to phase the battle harden kunochi. Instead, the passing winds would Dance about her dark locks causing them to rise and fall almost in slow motion. As if the kunochi wasn't already a dreamy stunner but to add Visual effects like some ridiculous episode of Bay watch was to personify beauty.

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[Ooc: sry for the wait]
 

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Kuro relaxed as Amaya seemed to be full of banter, nothing to worry about there. High maintenance... heh, she had yet to meet his mother or his sisters. Her maintenance would be nothing compared to theirs. Even having multiple forms he was still collectively warn out. Yet and all he could easily dedicate one of his avatars to her every need. Kuro did have a spark of worry as he might have passed on his blood curse of immortality, it was best he tell her about it now as he explained. “I must explain myself and some circumstances that my exuberance at being wanted for anything outside of combat or decapitation for being a demon blooded. First off all the women of my family are of noble blood so their maintenance needs have been tended by my father, my brothers, and myself since we were strong and sentient enough to follow their commands. So your thoughts of High maintenance would be a bit of a trifle in my take upon life. My mother is a mystic sword-smith from Iron country and when she says she wants or is thinking of something what she has normally meant is right now or in the immediate future I expect whatever my whim is to be laid before my feet or blood will be spilled. As you can imagine having a mother that is both a battle queen and a master armorer leaves no room for lost details. Then there are my 5 sisters, I will not get started on them but needless to say one of my sisters massacred every suitor that dare try to woe her except for my soon to be wolf demon brother in law whom seems more than capable of surviving her rampages and she is just my eldest half-sister. All in all what I am trying to say is I devoutly enjoy pleasing women… especially if the woman in question might be of the urge to reciprocate in whatever manner strikes her fancy. I also want to mention that I have a daughter and she is very attached to my main form so if you happen to see me or one of me running about with what appears to be fairies and other little flying glowing objects it is my daughter Reikiko that I am tending to. Now for the bad news and I am not trying to scare you off. My blood comes with a battle curse and laying with me can pass that curse on. No, it is not a sexually transmitted disease, it is more like a genetic relay. My blood im-particular thanks to my father grants immortality to time. What that means is if the curse finds you through me you cannot die of age or normal disease. Your cells would simply reset to the viable age in which you received the curse. However even with the battle curse upon your body and soul one can still pass away from the wounds of battle. If that wasn’t the worst of it, the curse will pull the most mystical portions of your lineage to the forefront. In essence my blood curse tries to bring back the lost myths of the world hidden within anyone’s bloodline and usually with dire consequences. The one I must note is the one whom brought about my discovery of this curse. Long ago when I was young and stupid I allowed a demon hunter to become a close friend. This lady by the name of Kono Kurumu stole a vial of my blood thinking it would grant her great power. Upon ingesting it she transformed into a succubus and as a result ending up killing her husband in a manner that was said to be as he wrote upon his deathbed ‘a legendary respite of love and ferocity’ she has since become a faithful retainer after I found her and traced both her lineage, the results of my blood upon her, and subsequently found her an older gentleman of equal capacity that could handle her newfound needs. It was through studying her and my father’s affect upon my mother that I discovered our capacity. No other men in my family carry this particular genetic trait. I do fear my daughter has inherited both my curse and her own take on my abilities so I must apologize if you start to find yourself capable of feats you never imagined and that your body simply no longer ages. I am uncertain if my alternate bodies can pass on the curse but we all bare the same blood with very distinct genetic and spiritual markers. Now before I ask of you what you might truly want of me… what are your immediate questions?”<i></i>

He did indeed want to just rest beneath a beautiful woman for all time but Kuro also knew he was a Sennin and as such had a duty to all of Sunagakure and in part Wind Country. Still what use was being a sage of one did not find time for love as well.

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The sound of Kuro's voice as it rumbled out, his chest vibrated slightly making an already comfortable resting area upon even more relaxing. As he talked he would notice Amaya's eyes get lower and lower before those beautiful emeralds were no longer visible, tucked away behind smooth skin and a faint smile. She was however was still conscious or so it seemed as she would communicate with her eyebrows more or else by simply raising one in interest whenever he would say something of highlight or hmm slightly to the rhythm of his voice. She was by no means uninterested in his lineage as he had one of the better tales of family but fatigue had definitely settled in. Amaya would be more interested in knowing more about both his mother and sister later as they both seem like lovely people much like herself. He also had a duaghter and little did Kuro know, children where her weakness. For now however, Amaya would simply focus on how comfortable life was at the moment... that was until Kuro continued on of course. He had sprung some major information onto Amaya,,, vital information that for ethics sake should have been mentioned earlier... at the very least four hours earlier. Amaya would hear him out completely before reacting in anyway. Mostly because she was a calculating individual who rarely made irrational decisions due to overwhelming emotions. A curse it would seem may have befallen Amaya due to her curiosity and compulsion to take her a demon worthy of her. Less of a curse as it was a blessing some would wish for. However, immortality was not something the seasoned Kunochi wanted for herself. Though Kuro stated that death was possible by mortal injury, the fact that Amaya would never age was indeed a problem for her. With age comes new challenges, more so physical challenges. Amaya was currently at her prime and the if she were to be stuck at this present state, could she ever really find a challenge? Amaya's emerald eyes would slowly open to greet Kuro's but only this time they did not seem so inviting.

"Sounds like something you ought to have mentioned earlier wouldn't you say? About four or five hours earlier. Don't answer that... it was rhetorical."

Amaya did not look happy about this at all. Even if her facial expression hadn't changed from it's postured position, her eyes told a different displeasing story. Amaya would sit up from Kuro, her back facing him and her long dark curls hanging below her shoulders. She'd start playing with a dagger, twirling it and such as she looked to be in thought of something displeasing. What she was thinking was a mystery but even more baffling was where did she get that dagger from she was playing with.

"I honestly do not know how to process this Kuro. I think I already have enough curses as it stands. Cursed with my insanely good looks, charming personality, and my ability to fall for men who have no qualms with punching a ten ton sand larva in the face... just, come over here, hold me and tell me that everything is going to be alright."

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Healer Kuro levitated her so that she could feel a bit more of the breeze before settling her body next to him where he held her close. "Nothing like this has ever happened before and I am uncertain if anything at all will even come to pass. You are simply too extraordinary to leave any secrets from you so I will tell you with all honesty as long as you allow me to love you I am certain everything will be alright."<i></i> Kuro pulled her close and kissed her forehead. He had lost so much over the years and though he had few regrets the regrets he did have ran deep. Inside he prayed to whatever gods might listen that Amaya would allow him to be there for her and that they might be allowed true happiness.

Kuro's Akuma form and Summoner form slept with smiles upon their faces in side their healing chambers as their blood was cleansed of all traces of the 'Red Death' as their curative dialysis process was nearly complete Healer Kuro used his telekinesis to place robes upon himself and soft linen robes upon Amaya. It was time to bathe and eat...With a light gesture he levitated her up into his arms before walking off into the late night toward the dojo and the hot water springs that ran beneath its austere chambers.

Healer Kuro held Amaya close to his heart, her weight like nothing in his arms, he hummed a song he had not sung or thought of in a long time. Perhaps she might know it.

He did not sing the words but the melody came through easily enough.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lp-EO5I60KA

Topic left with Amaya to reconvene at a later date (Unless Stopped)
 

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