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HSV: Troubles as a girl.A low growl escape from the forest training area; this week had been pretty bad so far for the blonde boy.
“Stupid, idiots! I swear when I get my hands who did this, someone is gonna get my jaw breaking left hook!” he growled.
He wasn’t sure why or how, but somehow his body got change from male to female; a change which angered the boy to no end.
“ARIGH!” He yelled as he threw a punch at the dummy. The dummies’ head fell off but it didn’t go flying.
“Really!? My muscle tone had dropped! This means my strength isn’t what it was before,” he grumbled loudly as he threw his hands up in frustration.
“Looks like brute strength isn’t gonna solve this one,” he growled as he placed the dummy’s head back on.
“Time to go on a hunt, the only thriller this situation will ever have,” he stated as he headed off into town, leaving the camouflage of the woods.
Looking around, he took
HSV: On Loan (Dec '13)That old saying, “Everything happens for a reason” never made much sense to the boy; mainly because it was situations like these that never made any sense to him.
Winters had always been tough on the boy ever since he was a child. For as long as he could remember, he would always manage to get sick at least once every winter.
And this winter was no different; it started as a cold and managed to get worse. Under his mother’s orders, he headed to the hospital to see if there was something they could do to help him recover faster.
Oddly enough, the hospital was packed with shivering people.
“What’s going on? It’s not that cold outside is it?” he thought to himself as he walked the nurses run about from patient to patient. Where was Kan sama and the rest of the medic ninjas?
There seemed to be a lack of medical personal to help with all the people here. Among the few nurses running about, one of them managed to recognize him; she seemed almost exci
HSV: Festival Help/Rented out (Aug '13)Carrying some lumber on his shoulders, the blonde grumbled to himself; while he was okay with hard labor, it was how it got assigned the job that rubbed him the wrong way.
The summer festival was coming up, so everyone was busy getting ready. Ninjas were to report to their path leader for their tasks, in his case it was Gosai sensei. However, he had been on leave for bit since getting married; so orders came from the next man in charge; Raiden.
Niro’s feelings had always been mixed about Raiden; the older boy was a great ninja, but the two didn’t see each other eye to eye on other matters.
This created a wall between the boys, but at least they weren’t getting into fist fights anymore. What ever the reason was, Niro didn’t like; Raiden had rented the multi-weapon users out to who ever needed them.
He got stuck with building the booths; one of the better jobs for him. Yet, it still bothered him that Raiden had rented them out; what where they, equipment?
HSV: Weapon Prep (July '13)“I told ya’ll once and I’ll tell ya again, I ain’t part takin’ in none of this gang stuff” the blonde farmer stated.
“Aw, come on Niro. Don’t be so uptight, all I’m asking is for you to gather up some weapons and keep them safe,” the older boy stated as he adjusted his tie.
“Do I look like a weapons trader to ya Raiden? Where on earth am I gonna get weapons?” Niro asked, still annoyed.
“You’re a resourceful kid, you’ll figure something out,” Raiden stated with a smile.
“Yeah, thanks. That’s really helpful,” Niro muttered sarcastically.
“Look, just gather up some weapons and in return I’ll make sure your farm stays out of danger,” Raiden explained, “And that way you won’t have to get involved in directly, just like you wanted,” he added.
“But I’m still going to be involved indirectly,” Niro stated.
HSV: Antidote Making (Apr '13) “I think I got everythin ’” the blonde muttered as he looked over the collection of herbs and plants.
“Now you just have to follow the instructions dear,” a brunette said as she was busy petting the large Burmese mountain dog.
“Right,” the blonde stated as he looked over to the book he had gotten from the library, “I’ll need to boil some water first,” he noted as he opened the cast iron stove and started to place firewood in.
Hearing noises from the kitchen when she walked in the door, the blonde women grew rather concerned.
Heading that way with a small beagle at her heels, she found her son and his girlfriend in the kitchen, “What are you up to Niro?” she asked.
The boy whipped around, “Mom! I’ma working on making an antidote,” Niro explained.
The women shifted her weight as she crossed her arms, “In MY kitchen?” she asked.
“I was gonna do it outside. . . but I didn’t kno
HSV: Chakra Strings (Path Mar '13) “Imagine the chakra as a string, one that you can flex and bend” he muttered to himself as he sat on the ground.
He had been at this for a good couple of hours, hiding in the middle of the woods by his house.
“What if I focus my chakra at my palms and try connected them,” he mumbled as he closed his eyes.
Focusing his charka, his palms glowed slightly; it seemed similar to that of a flame, flickering back and forth. Taking a deep breath, he imagined a string tied between his hands.
The chakra on his hands flickered towards each other, but never managed to touch.
Sighing he recalled his chakra and leaned back, “Why can’t I get it?” he muttered as he looked at the trees.
“And how am I supposed to use chakra strings with a spear anyways?” he noted to himself as he laid back on the ground and closed his eyes.
Normally, chakra strings were used with kunai and shurikens along with daggers and other small weapons. But something like a spea
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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