Ban and Fumetsu: Search and Rescue - 02/28/2016

==Participants==
Nara Ban
Kaguya Fumetsu
==Search for the Jonin==
Kare: - With the conclusion of the Chunin Exams and Ban’s performance being enough to impress the Amekage, Uzumaki Kagato, he was promoted to Chunin and was given access to a plethora of new and much more dangerous missions that granted him the permission to step outside of the village’s influence in order to successfully complete them. Ban has never really been outside of the village other than during the Chunin Exams, which were being held somewhere within the Land of Fire, so being able to wander out of the village during these new missions was a great opportunity for him to get to know the world around him while building up his influence within the village by completing these missions. A few days have passed since the Chunin Exams and Ban had been working closely with his mother in the hospital in order to train and refine his skill in medical- ninjutsu, something the majority of his family members were quite skilled at due to their naturally high intelligence and ability to manipulate and control their chakra. During those days of intense training, Ban managed to learn a basic version of the Mystical Palm Jutsu known as the Healing Jutsu. This jutsu allowed Ban to focus his chakra into his palms to form a small bright white orb of healing chakra which he can pass over injured areas and heal them over a short period of time. With the addition of this jutsu to Ban's arsenal, he's made himself a lot more valuable to his team and those around him while increasing their overall survivability rate when out on dangerous missions by a certain degree. But Ban’s medical- ninjutsu training would only be temporary, as he only seeks to learn the Mystical Palm Jutsu and refine his ability to control and manipulate his chakra to utilize it in a more offensive approach rather than what he’s been accustomed to doing in hopes of catching his opponent’s off guard. The day was only just beginning within the village of Amegakure, as the moon was returning back to its slumber and the sun was creeping up over the horizon, barely making a dent through the dark storm storm clouds that were layered over the village with its warm rays of sunshine. As much as it bothered Ban returning back to the never ending rain, spending time outside of the village made him appreciate the rain much more than he normally would. The rain made him feel safe and lifted the weight of his worries off of his shoulders, letting him go about his day with ease while within the rain’s influence. The business owners and their employees would awaken from their rejuvenating slumber around this time and rush to prepare themselves and leave their homes to gather at their restaurants and begin to prepare for the morning rush of villagers and shinobi, while shop owners organized their inventory and shifted their prices around to lure in more customers than they did the day before with eye catching sales and discounts for the frugal and new items and inventions for the materialistic and shinobi. Among those awakening this morning was Ban, who was finally waking up with the sun rather than being nested on the rooftop of this high- rise apartment complex to watch it rise up from the horizon. As he maneuvered himself to the edge of his bed, he stretched his arms out up as high as he could, attempting to touch the ceiling of his bedroom, secretly trying to measure how much he's been growing. Ban's father was tallest of all the men within his family, standing at a height of approximately 6’ 2”, so it was only normal for Ban to wonder when he’ll hit his growth spurt. He chuckled lightly to himself, as he noticed the gap between the tips of his fingers and the ceiling has been decreasing over the span of this last few months. He wandered off of his bed, dragging his dark forest green bed sheets with him as his butt slid off the edge of the bed and headed towards the bathroom within his room. As he approached the closed door, he extended his arm outwards, reaching for the shiny brass door knob, firmly gripped it and turned it while pushing against it. As he entered the bathroom, a cool breeze wandered escaped through the room and his eyes turned over to the small window that he accidentally left opened last night. - “I really have to stop forgetting to close all the windows before I call it a night or one day I'm going to freeze to death…” - He wandered over to the open window and swiftly closed it shut, hoping to avoid getting splattered by the rain that was making its way into the bathroom and drenching the tiles below, but he couldn't manage and a barrage of rain clashed against his bare toned chest. Although he wasn't physically strong, Ban was still pretty fit for someone his age. He hopped into the bathtub and took a hot and steamy shower, opening up the pores in his skin so he could apply a cream over his face that cleared out any filth buried within and leave his blemish free and as smooth as a baby’s bottom. He brushed his pearly whites and combed his hair, making sure to remove any knots and then parted the his dark brown hair around the back of his head and tied the top portion into a ponytail with an elastic band. Before exiting the bathroom, he snatched his lilac towel off the rack and wandered off into this rather large walk- in closet, which originally was another bedroom, but Ban was an only child, so his parent’s took advantage and renovated the space for him so he’d have more space to store and organize his clothes and equipment. As Ban made his way into the closet, he came up to the full body mirror and admired his physique. Ban’s daily workout regimen was actually starting to produce results and he’s been noticing an increase in overall muscle and a decrease in fat. He patted his stomach lightly and stretched his body out a bit before getting dressed. His deep brown eyes glanced at each of the mannequins that stood upright along the wall dressed in several of Ban’s outfits, which he considered to more like uniforms since he has yet to earn a jonin flak jacket or an anbu vest. Once his mind was made up, he walked over to the mannequin wearing his olive green raincoat and he begin to remove pieces of clothing off of its figure and start to place it on himself. He started with some gray briefs, then black full body skin tight thermal, and he’d tossed his black long sleeved sweatshirt over his head. He paused for a moment and made sure everything was fitted well as he looked at himself from various angles in the mirror and then proceeded to slip into his black sweatpants which were purposely tapered around the calves to allow his standard issue black open toe sandals with rubber soles to fit securely up to his calves. He didn’t have to worry about wearing any socks as the thermals covered his feet as well. Before putting on his raincoat, he slid his hands into black gloves and securely strapped on his chemically dyed black iron bracers around his forearms. Finally he stripped the mannequin of the rebreather around its mouth and hung it around his neck and also took the tinted goggles off its face and placed it over his eyes, securing the straps to give it a good fit. Ban gave himself another head to toe look in the mirror and walked out of his closet and into his room. Before leaving the room, he walked over to the end table beside his bed and firmly took hold of his polished forehead protector and tied it around his forehead proudly. His parents were still asleep, so he made sure to be quiet as he wandered into the kitchen to grab himself a banana off the kitchen counter and placed it in his mouth for a brief moment while he wove the hand seal for tiger and a surge of chakra traveled throughout every inch of his body and he took off in a flash, taking hold of his fully packed backpack that was hanging on the wall as he darted out of his apartment. Within a span of a few seconds to a minute, Ban had made his way to the Ninja Academy. He made his way through the first floor of the building, greeting those that passed by him with a smile in between bites of his banana. With every step he took, his backpack would bounce a bit off his back since the straps haven’t been pulled on to secure the backpack firmly against his back. He finally made it to the Mission Assignment Desk and bowed towards the jonin seated around the desk shuffling through documents before he walked through the doorway. A female signaled for Ban to come to her and he followed like a puppet obeying the commands of its puppeteer. - Female Jonin: “Well it’s nice to see you back here, Ban. Congratulations on the promotion!” Ban: “Oh thank you! I tried my best. So what do you have for me?” Female Jonin: “A few days ago we sent out a jonin to verify the details of some intel we gathered. He should have already reported in, but we haven’t heard from him. We would like to send a pair of shinobi out to investigate his last known whereabouts and hopefully find out what’s been taking him so long to report back. You up for the task?” Ban: “Of course I am! When do I head out?” Female Jonin: “As soon as we get another shinobi on board to accompany you, you’ll be ready to head out.” Ban: “That’s good to hear. I’ll be out front, so you can send them my way when you’re done briefing them.” - The female jonin nodded and Ban walked out of the room with a sheet of paper with the specifics of the mission jotted down and read it as he finished up his banana. Before exiting the building, he finished reading through the paper and folded it up into a square, no bigger than his palm, and placed it in his pocket. As he pushed through the doors, exiting the building, he threw his raincoat hood over his head, and headed to a restaurant across the road to grab a warm cup of jasmine tea. Once he had the cup in hand, he walked back to the front of the Ninja Academy and waited for his assigned partner to show up. - 
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: - Not long after the Chunin Exams, Fumetsu could bring himself to do another mission, one of these new ones that couldn't be done by mere genin. Still, his mentality was broken, his insanity took over and broke him even if he didn't have hallucinations anymore... at least during the time that has passed from the exams. Even so, the poor Kaguya was stuck emotionless like a wrench was simply thrown in between the complicated gears that made up his brain. He had no one close to understand him, his Sensei was gone, his teammates were not seen for months and he wasn't going to search for them, perhaps they gave up on being shinobi. With all that happening, the boy's body didn't yield, it kept fighting through this all, the auto- pilot state was still there when nothing too important took place. Speaking of his body, it grew up fast recently, evolved into a more mature version of his former one... that's a fancy way of saying that he was finally maturing up body wise, his grow spurt was here. His mind has matured long ago even if it was broken up until this point... He opened his eyes, tired, soulless eyes, and the first thing he could get his cold gaze upon was the simple ceiling of his lonely house, of his tomb that he called home... no, he called it shelter or base or even his place but he didn't call it home anymore. He could faintly remember the terrible moments after he lost his fight in the exams, he was tearing up in his lonely silence and waited for it to just end. That was for no more than around three missions before he manned up and watched the last fight happen, a pretty boring one but the one that beat him previously to that was saved just like him and Ban were. Ryuu, one of the team of three that he met at the docks, had won the exams. Mostly everyone became Chunin... their Kage even spending his probably scarce time to say a word or two about every single one of them... mentioning how Fumetsu was strong enough to partake in the exams despite having his Sensei taken away from him not so long ago. Shaking the thought away, he lifted his upper body up, pretty much sitting in his bed having a tight grip on the covers with one hand while the palm of the other was pressed against the soft mattress he had spent his long empty nights on. He glanced at the window, feeling a lot better now that the rain was around... it felt like a layer of safety to him... it took away the strange feeling that the village had without the rain over it... it washed away the blood... and it somehow numbed down the pain. He got up shortly after, his figure standing taller than ever before at five feet ten and despite training hard like always, his body never got bulky or anything but more and more toned while keeping the slender shape to it at all times. - "Morning..." - He thought to himself, saluting his own person with that one single word. His hair grew longer with these days passing by so luckily enough for his opponents, the new Chunin’s intimidating eyes weren't as visible... unless he wanted them to be seen. He walked over to his bathroom, doing normal stuff like cleaning his body up, his teeth and even brushing his hair a bit. It wasn't like he wanted to look good for the others but he was always a clean boy, never enjoying filth and such even if he spent time with that dirty hoodie. Now he got newer clothes since the previous ones could no longer fit him. He walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out a white loose collared armless hoodie, swiftly pulling it over his body. The second piece of clothing he pulled out were another pair of baggy ninja pants like the ones he used to wear. He usually didn't put armor on during missions... he didn't even take his ninja tools for some reason, maybe he wanted a challenge... maybe he was lazy... maybe he just wanted to risk it... or perhaps... he wanted to have his own blood drip from his flesh. It wasn't an important thing either way. He walked over to his nightstand and took his new gloves, pulling them nicely over his hands and forearms... the black leather lightly shining from the natural light coming from outside, the white skeletal design on it making his overall look slightly more intimidating. These were the gloves that he used in the exams with a hole in each palm. They were technically armor but Fumetsu wore them as a replacement for his old skeletal gloves that did not really protect him. From the same nightstand he took his mask, it was his old one but it was still fitting him perfectly, not that his face didn't get a bit more mature too but his mask, due to being worn everyday, got molded to fit him perfectly so it got more loose now so that it could wrap as good as before around his face. Last but not least was his armband that he wrapped around his right exposed and well toned bicep and of course he couldn't forget about his trustworthy weapons... His katanas, Body and Soul were waiting at their usual resting place, close to his bed but now they had a new friend, Mind, the new sai he bought recently. He took his katanas and like always he placed them on both sides of his waist, his sai finding it's way in on his lower back, just above his bottom in it's black sheath. After that he just took his black ninja sandals and made his usual exit out of the house... through the opened window that he preferred to keep that way at almost all times. Roof from roof, jump after jump, the rain drops covered his white skin, a feeling that Fumetsu enjoyed and with that he was already at the Mission Assignment Desk where a Jounin lady gave him the information about a mission that needed to be done pretty soon. She also stated that he had someone to do the mission with making Fumetsu glare slightly. After that, the woman asked him if he was up for it to which Fumetsu slightly nodded, taking the paper she gave him and leaving through the door, almost hearing a remark as he did so- "What a quiet one." - ... or that's at least what Fumetsu thought he heard. He walked outside, remembering that the woman said that his partner will be in the area waiting. Made him look around, he soon regretted that as his heart skipped a beat... he saw Nara Ban... 'He better not... he can't... no...' He walked over... shakingly and made himself noticed by words, in case the other didn't notice, a cold tone, colder than usual since he didn't speak with anyone in a while...- "Nara... you... you're not waiting for anyone... are you?.." - He spoke squeezing the paper in his hand, he hated that boy so much he could kill him right there and then... but that had consequences that Fumetsu was still aware about and he could not do a thing about any of it... He had to behave or else he would have a lot of problems, that's not a think Fumetsu wanted... he was already troubled enough.- 
Kare: - As he waited for his assigned partner to show up, he took small sips of his tea, savoring its taste while also prolonging the inevitable. Only a few minutes had passed since he returned to the Ninja Academy and he started pacing back and forth in front of the building, keeping an eye out for any shinobi that would exit out of the Ninja Academy and begin to look around the area. A couple of minutes would pass and he was beginning to think that no one was going to show up, but then the doors parted open and from within the building emerged a familiar figure, Kaguya Fumetsu. Ban couldn't help but chuckle lightly to himself as he halted his pacing and turned his attention to Fumetsu, who seemed to be quite nervous or filled with rage as the entirety of his body was noticeably shaking as he approached him. Ban paid close attention to Fumetsu’s words as he parted his lips behind his mask and spoke. While Fumetsu spoke, Ban took a few more sips, this time ingesting much more liquid to finish his drink rather than savoring its taste. His eyes wandered down to see Fumetsu crushing the sheet containing all the specifics of the mission within his fist and then began began to speak as his eyes focused on his rather untamed hair. - “I actually am waiting for someone to accompany me on a mission to locate a missing jonin.” - A slight smirk formed on Ban's lips as he already knew that Fumetsu was most likely asking him this question because he was Ban's assigned partner, but beneath that smirk was worry. Ban's relationship with Fumetsu wasn't on good standings and he could already tell that Fumetsu was containing the urge to bash Ban's face in. Luckily for Ban, the female jonin that had assigned him the mission had come walking through the door and was headed towards the two of them. - Female Jonin: “Hey, you two! We just received word from another search party. This new Intel states that there are traces of the jonin around a small village near the western border of the Land of Fire. Once you're near the village you'll be approached by the other search party. They'll ask you for a code, which is ‘RESCUE’.” Ban: “And what if we come across shinobi and they don't ask us for a code?” Female Jonin: “Well they're to be considered as hostiles until proven otherwise. “ - The female jonin stuck around for a minute or two, just incase Fumetsu had any questions or concerns and would then retreated back into the Ninja Academy to continue her work. - “Well we're free to head out as soon as we're ready and I'm ready, so let's get going and we might just be able to track down the whereabouts of this jonin before something terrible happens to him.” - As the final words slipped off of Ban's tongue, he wandered over back to the restaurant to return their tea cup, even though it wasn't really necessary for him to do so, but he didn't want to have to toss it away or carry it with him and he also put in an order for a dozen warm pre- made beef dumplings wrapped in a banana leaf and put inside of a container. As soon as the teacup was out of his possession and his order was paid for, he pulled out his small scroll from within his backpack and sealed the container of dumplings within it. He'd roll up the scroll and place it back into his backpack and then would he leaped up onto the rooftop of the restaurant while securing his backpack over his back and began to leap from building to building heading towards east without hesitation. On occasion, Ban would look back to see if Fumetsu was tailing him, but if Ban noticed Fumetsu take the lead, he'd make sure to try and keep up with him as he's aware that Fumetsu is capable of reaching a higher speeds than him. Eventually the two of them would be approaching the border of Amegakure which was easily distinguished by the easing of the rain fall the further and further they got from the heart of the village. Not only could they tell they're reaching the edge of Amegakure by the settling of the rain, but since they're heading towards the Land of Fire, the clouds were clearing up, so some sunshine would start to pierce through the weakened layer of storm clouds and also very large and mature oak trees would reveal themselves the closer the got to the western border of the Land of Fire. As Ban traveled to the location, leaping from one tree branch to another and on occasion leaping down to the ground and running when a proper support couldn't be found for his weight, he pulled out the folded piece of paper from his pocket and skimmed through it until he reached the part detailing the jonin’s mission, which was the reason he was out here in the first place. - ‘So he was out here investigating a series of suspicious activity that could possibly be evidence of a mob having set their headquarters in the nearby village of where the jonin was last seen.’- He thought to himself as he was closing in on the last known whereabouts of the mission jonin, but before actually entering the area, he’d signal to Fumetsu, regardless of whether he was leading or tailing, with a whistle to catch his attention. If Fumetsu would turn his attention towards Ban, he’d notice Ban signaling him to halt as he crouched down on a tree branch. - “We don’t know what lies ahead, we should scout the area for the search party to get a better understanding of what’s going on here.” - Ban remained still in his crouched position paying close attention to his surroundings with all of his senses. The area around them was populated with an abundance of oak trees that stood up quite high above from the ground, but they were still quite young. There wasn’t much wildlife activity in the immediate area from what Ban could tell, but he did see few deer roaming around and could hear the croaking of frogs and toads nearby, so there must be a source of water somewhere within the area. Off in the distance, one could hear the sounds villagers shouting out to one another and the sounds of hammers banging against wooden planks and all sorts of other noises, but it was quite hard to pinpoint the exact direction in which the sounds were coming from as they faintly echoed throughout the forest itself. The longer Ban remained crouched on the branch, the more cautious he became and eventually placed his rebreather over his mouth and secured the straps, making sure the rebreather fit well over his nose and mouth. - 
	
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: - With every second his rage grew stronger and stronger but his shaking came to an abrupt end when the Jounin woman from before came out and told them some more details about the whole situation. The white haired boy stared at the woman silently and heard Ban's "What if?" kind of question in case they found any stranger ninjas. After they ended their little talk Fume gave the woman a nod and heard Ban's words while controlling his urge to kill better now, proven by the stop of the shaking and such. He didn't say a word though and just followed the boy but then he noticed that he was heading towards a restaurant. 'Must be the cup... This guy...' he thought and instead of following Ban inside, he jumped up on the building. He waited impatiently with his arms folded as more thoughts came through his mind: 'He says he's ready but he needs to go back to a stupid restaurant to give back a cup or buy something?... Just before that he went on about stopping terrible things from happening, I see no real hurry in him right now... Disgus- ' his thoughts got cut off by the boy exiting the restaurant, in the end he didn't really take that much time. Once Ban did the same thing as Fume, getting on the roof. the taller boy immediately began to jump from roof to roof at high speeds towards the western border of the Land of Fire. Back in Academy Fumetsu had learned quite a lot about the world he was living in... in a geography kind of way. Even as a Genin the boy always found time to read books and some of those talked about the lands that made up the world. He may have been faster than Ban but he knew out there he could find pretty dangerous kind of persons. Ban wasn't the worst when it came to tactics and such despite losing his first match in the exams, he was actually quite good and Fumetsu thought about it as a good thing for the longest time before the shocking events that changed him completely happened in which, he didn't see any more good in it. So even if he was moving faster right now, he made sure to move on the taller buildings and make himself visible so that Ban knew his general position at all times. Once getting through the forests Fumetsu could notice some sunshine crack through the moody clouds and the rain dimming down, a thing that didn't quite feel comfortable to the boy. He still was in front of Ban, making sure the other was thinking about the same route. He was lost in thoughts... dark thoughts... he could kill the boy right now... no witnesses... no nothing... but he had learned about quite fearsome shinobi who could tell just by looking at a corpse who was the murderer which kept Fumetsu from doing anything and even so... he still saw it as an option. Once again, his thoughts were cut short as he heard a high pitched sound. He glanced back and figured it was Ban whistling once he noticed the boy make a signal for Fume to stop. 'He's a Nara after all... he knows what he's doing when it comes to plans... I'll just play along for the moment since what he's asking me to do is the most logical thing...' and with that, Fumetsu appeared to trip when his foot hit the edge of a branch but since last time Ban had seen him, Fumetsu was a bit more acrobatic now... or at least that's what he was currently showing as he used his foot as a hook to pretty much flip around the branch and then grab it with his right hand, hanging from it as he listened closely to any kind of sound... As far as that went, he heard the same amount of stuff Ban heard. After a bit of intense listening it would be obvious that something was lurking in the shadows... in the bushes because the sound of that was obvious to Fume's ears and most likely Ban's. It moved around and kept moving like it was surrounding them... perhaps there were more. Fumetsu decided to let go of the branch, dropping down towards the ground and as he was falling his eyes shifted from side to side as he looked for any movements. When he landed on the ground a small group of ninja came out of the bushes casually. They had the usual color pattern and the Amegakure symbol on their forehead protectors. They were three, each armed with a kunai. They spotted Fumetsu’s armband but still kept a cautious approach while Fumetsu moved his right hand towards his right hip, getting a hold of Body’s handle… The three were all Chunnin rank.- Chunnin 1: “What’s the password?” Fumetsu: “ “Rescue” “ - And with that the Chunnin asking the question let out a long sigh of relief, dropping the serious and deadly expression like the other two. Fumetsu on the other hand, kept the same cold expression but decided to let go of his katana.- Chunnin 2: Ok, so we got the intel about the Jounin you are looking for… He finished his mission but we could find nothing but a trail, you will have to find him, our job is over.” - Fumetsu would just nod and if they spotted Ban they wouldn’t act differently due to noticing the headband.- Chunnin 3: “The trail led us north from here, around one- two kilometers far. We couldn’t get too close to investigate due to enemy activity but you two seem pretty well armed. We wish you luck.” - Finishing that sentence, they left the scene. Fume would begin to run north, making sure Ban followed him.- 
Kare: - Ban’s attention was placed elsewhere as Fumetsu skillfully wrapped around the tree branch and hung from it. After a brief period of silence between the two of them, the sound of leaves rustling and whispers began to fill Ban's ears and he was now on high alert. Before anything could jump out and surprise them, he would inhale deeply, his chest expanding as his lungs filled up with oxygen and the chakra within his core would begin stir around and a stream of chakra would break off from his core and trail up and into his backpack, infusing itself with the the large coil of wire strings he kept stored in a small pocket on the side of his backpack. As he manipulated his chakra, he turned his attention to Fumetsu who had let go of the branch and was now falling down to the ground. - ‘He should’ve stayed up on the branch, now he’s vulnerable on the ground.’ - And just as he finished his thought, a group of three leaped out of a nearby bush armed with kunai and surrounded Fumetsu. Ban paid close attention the the trio, noting that they were shinobi of Amegakure due to their attire, but they still kept their guard up even though Fumetsu’s armband was exposed to them. One of the three took initiative and asked Fumetsu for the code. - ‘So this is the search party… Hopefully he remembered the code.’ - Ban turned his attention towards Fumetsu, reaching into one of the side pockets of his backpack to retrieve a pair of shuriken just incase Fumetsu had forgotten the code and they attacked. Fortunately for them, Fumetsu revealed the code and they all dropped their guards, but Ban still kept the shuriken in hand, layering them perfectly over each other. As they debriefed Fumetsu on the situation, he turned his attention towards the direction they stated and would reposition himself onto another branch so that he had a clear path towards the north. Ban made sure to make a mental of that there was a trail and also possible enemy activity further up north. One of the shinobi would glance up into the trees and catch sight of Ban crouched against the branch and give him a nod. Ban would simply nod back and return his focus to their surroundings, making sure that nothing unusual was occurring while Fumetsu was being debriefed. Shortly afterwards the trio would wish them luck and vanish from the area. As Fumetsu sprinted towards north on the ground, Ban kept to the trees above and tailed him, making sure to keep a close eye on Fumetsu. After a while of traveling up north, Ban would’ve stored the shuriken back into the pocket he had originally taken them from and then would weave the hand seal for tiger, letting the chakra flow throughout his entire body and repositioning himself a few yards ahead of Fumetsu. He’d swiftly turn to signal Fumetsu to come to a complete halt and then crouch down onto one knee to examine the ground. While Ban was leaping from tree to tree, he caught sight of a trail of blood on a couple of the branches, leading him to think the jonin had been ambushed while in the area, but managed to escape and head north while gravely injured or the blood was trickling from his lifeless body as it was being taken to be disposed of up north. While examining the soil, Ban managed to find several footprints. - “Keep watch, Fumetsu.” - Ban said as he started to wander around the area, further examining the footprints. - ‘There had to be at least four shinobi within this area… Perhaps our missing jonin wasn’t actually running, but luring his pursuers into a trap.’ - Lost within thought, Ban stumbled upon a few small craters. - ‘Explosives were definitely used… I’m surprised that they didn’t knock over any of the trees.’ - Ban kept wandering around and accidently stumbled upon the body of an unaffiliated person. - “We’ve got a body… Doesn’t seem to be one of us.” - He called out to Fumetsu and grabbed the body by its ankles and with all the strength in his little body, he pulled it out from between the trees and as he let go, he fell onto his butt. He rose back to his feet, dusted himself off and then began to check all of the pockets to hopefully stumble upon something of worth. After thoroughly searching through all visible pockets he managed to find a note detailing the location of a camp fitting the description given to them by the search party and a few crude weapons that were of much lesser quality, but he wasn’t going to dump it. Instead he gathered all the crude kunai into one of the removable pouches and then turned his body to face Fumetsu and tossed it over to Fumetsu. - “Just in case we get into a sticky situation and we’re outnumbered, do what you did during our match.” - He rose to his feet and further examined the body, utilizing his medical knowledge to deduce that the body had only been dead for just a little over an hour as there was still a bit of warmth left and the joints had stiffened up around the hands. - “There must’ve been some sort of tussle here just a while before we arrived, so there’s still hope that our jonin is alive… Let’s get moving.” -
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -As he ran, he looked down for any sign that could lead the two to the missing Jounin, not finding much. When he looked back up he noticed that Ban appeared in front of him and signaled him to stop. Fume did just that swiftly and looked at Ban who seemed to be examining the place before telling Fumetsu to keep watch. Fumetsu began to walk but he was looking for any form of clues that could lead to the missing Jounin while keeping an eye out for any signs of the enemy. He didn’t find much more than Ban but made sure to look closely at the clues the other had found in case the Nara missed something. After a small while he heard the other call out to him ‘A body?...’. The Kaguya walked over to see what Ban meant and noticed the unknown dead person that Ban was pulling on. While the person he hated the most struggled with that and eventually ended up on his bottom, Fumetsu couldn’t help but move his hand towards his face in a complete facepalm motion while a grin exposing his clean teeth formed behind the mask, almost letting out the sound of a chuckle but instead only his breath got funny while he shook his head. That moment was brief before he ended up getting closer moving two of his fingers over the person’s neck.- “Dead…” -Fumetsu didn’t have any special knowledge when it came to medical things but checking someone’s pulse was no magic. He pressed his back to a tree and folded his arms across his chest as he watched Ban search for stuff. ‘At least I don’t have to do all the work… this piece of garbage can do some things as well…’ a thought followed by other thoughts showing his hate and distrust for Ban. He watched as the other tossed him a pouch of kunais that he caught with no problem. He also heard the Nara mention the explosives Fumetsu made during the exams.- “It should’ve worked on you…” - Fume stated his failure on catching Ban in any of the two blasts from back then as he crouched down and managed to find a paper explosive. He put some chakra in it to make sure it would explode when needed. He put it in the pouch along with the other kunais and carried it with one hand as he rose back up. He looked down at Ban… because if he looked straight ahead he wouldn’t be able to spot the tiny one… and spoke with another threat,- “Hopefully this time you will get caught in the blast… and I will call it an “accident”…” -He looked around for a bit and soon found another stain of blood, leading north.- “I don’t think the blood you found was this person’s… but perhaps our Jounin’s…” -He let Ban be aware of that suggestion as he began to follow the clues once again. They will soon encounter a small camp, seemingly abandoned. Fumetsu was now cautious as he noticed dead people tied with rope to the trees around the area. When he looked closer he noticed their Jounin as well. However… he couldn’t get to do much before he heard sounds coming from near… there were most likely people around… and most surely they weren’t on the two chunnin’s side… a rouge ninja, around his age jumped out of the bushes, he was holding a kunai with both of his hands, the position of them being above his head as he prepared to stab Fume down from the side... As Fumetsu spotted him he lowered his whole body and pushed his elbow deep in his enemy's chest using the weight of the other to make the hit worse since the enemy literally landed on his elbow and before he could drop his kunai upon Fumetu's body, despite the pain, his whole body began to go numb as he felt a spike pierce his vital organs. From anyone's perspective it would only appear like Fumetsu pushed his elbow deep in the boy's body... with a hard hit...making the bone spike he let out not visible as it stabbed through. And retreated quickly as the enemy fell back and hit the ground... dead and with a bleeding stab hole in his chest. Another one showed up and Fumetsu bent over to pick the kunai slowly... suddenly charging the enemy at full speed. The new enemy barely escaped as his main target was Ban anyway and he landed on a near branch, throwing around four shurikens at Ban. Fumetsu didn't even get the time to stop as an older and taller person appeared, sending a powerful kick at Fumetsu's abdomen and sending him flying high into a tree. His back hit the tree, the impact knocking the air out of his lungs but knowing that he was going to be dizzy now and lose balance, most likely falling face first back down, he quickly swung the kunai and stabbed the tree with enough force to use it as a support as he regained the air in his lungs, watching to see how his real enemy was doing, the Nara.-
Kare: - Ban ignored Fumetsu’s remark about the Chunin Exams and continue to examine the body as Fumetsu wandered off to investigate the area. Shortly after Fumetsu discovered another trail of blood and let Ban know of it, he turned his attention to him and began to follow behind up. As they ran through the trees, Ban leapt up and back onto a branch as it was much easier for him to travel through the forest via branches than on the ground. After a while of peaceful traveling, they encountered a camp site. - ‘This must be the place the search party had mentioned. Fortunately for us, no one is around…’ - Ban found it quite strange that the area was unguarded, but off in the distance, he could make out a couple of bodies tied up around the trunks of a few trees. He would focus his vision on the body of what he assumed was a jonin of Amegakure and surely enough he wore the color scheme of the village, but he’d have to get a closer look to see if they were affiliated with the village. So as Ban leapt from branch to branch to close the gap between himself and the suspected jonin, someone leaped out of a nearby bush and lunged outwards towards Fumetsu with two kunai in hand and attempting to impale them into him, but Ban wasn’t fully aware of this until he managed to catch a glimpse of what was going on through the corner of his eye. He came to a halt and crouched down onto the branch, paying close attention to what was going on below. Fumetsu drove his elbow into the shinobi’s stomach and the life within the shinobi slowly leaked out of his body as he fell to the ground. Ban couldn’t explain how Fumetsu’s elbow managed to pierce through the shinobi’s stomach, but he didn’t have time to sit there and question every little detail, but he certainly took a mental note of that and stored it within his mind. As the remaining life of the shinobi poured out of his body, another shinobi emerged from the bushes and Fumetsu was quick to react, bending down to grab a kunai out of the still warm hands of the shinobi he had just killed and then took off in a sprint heading towards his target, but his attempt was a failure. Unfortunately for Ban, he wasn’t going to be able to just sit back and analyze the scene as the shinobi was able to outspeed Fumetsu and slip right through his grasp. The shinobi leaped up into the air and utilized his body weight to shift his trajectory and land upon a tree branch that was roughly at the same elevation to the branch that Ban was crouched upon. Ban allocated the majority of his attention towards the shinobi that was now reaching into his side pouches and flung two pairs of shuriken in his direction. As the shuriken soared through the air towards Ban, Ban would begin to weave a string of hand seals starting with tiger, followed by boar, then dog, and finally tiger. He extended his right arm out with his hand open and his palm aimed towards the center of the four shuriken and the side pocket of his backpack would forcefully open up and a wave of wire would zip out towards the shuriken entangling them and effectively stopping them before they could reach Ban, but as Ban had extended his arm out the shinobi was already making his next move. Meanwhile, what seemed to be the leader of this ambush waltzed out of the bushes just as Fumetsu missed his target while turning his body, balancing on his left leg and using his right leg to send a powerful roundhouse kick towards Fumetsu abdomen. Unable to react quick enough to change his course, come to a complete stop or bring his hands to block the kick, Fumetsu took the full force of the blow and was sent flying through the air and crashed right into a tree trunk. From the corner of his eye, Ban managed to get a glimpse of Fumetsu impaling the kunai he scavenged into the trunk of the tree to support his weight as he struggled to return to his feet. Just as Fumetsu was upright again the older shinobi came charging at him with his body lowered to the ground, it was quite strange to look at, but he was sure running at a high speed. While he ran towards Fumetsu he wove a hand seal and two clouds of smoke erupted from the ground and as through the smoke came darting two exact clones of the shinobi. Just before they came into range for hand to hand combat, the two clones came in front of the real shinobi and dropped down to the ground, using their forearms to support their weight and simultaneously tossed their legs up towards Fumetsu’s chin with enough force backing their kick to send him up into the air. While the clones were doing that, the real shinobi had leapt up into the air and was coming down with all of his weight being put into a heel kick aiming to crash directly against Fumetsu's head. While Fumetsu was occupied attempting to make his way out of that ordeal, Ban had his hands full with his opponent who had prepared a follow up attack to his shuriken. When Ban was weaving hand seals to utilize his wires to entangle the shuriken, the shinobi had woven two hand seals. The first hand seal was for tiger, which shortly after weaving had sent a surge of chakra throughout his entire body, causing a cloud of smoke to erupt from beneath his feet, cloaking him from Ban's vision. Now while within the smoke, he would've woven a hand seal, similar to the one the older shinobi had woven, and a clone of himself would emerge from within the smoke. The real shinobi would utilize that surge of chakra rushing throughout every inch of his body to reappear on a branch a few feet behind Ban. The shinobi began to weave the hand seals snake and then tiger. He held his arm out and six large dark green snakes with a beige underbelly shoot out from his sleeve and towards Ban. Fortunately for Ban, when the shinobi was initially engulfed within the cloud of smoke, he had woven the hand seal for rat and poured chakra down into his shadow and expanded it with a radius of 25 feet around him and utilized some of the shadows created from the sunlight and trees to effectively minimize the amount of chakra he needed to keep the jutsu up, so he was aware of that someone was behind him. As the six snakes rapidly closed in on Ban's back, Ban would be weaving the hand seals for rat and then bird. The shadows around his feet began to materialize and six tentacles made up of shadows shot out towards each of the snakes. The tentacles managed to successfully entangle the snakes and keep them locked in place, but that wasn't it for Ban, he proceeded to weave the hand seal for rat while turning around and the connected shadows between the shinobi and Ban darkened causing the shinobi to fall into a state of paralysis, but as Ban's attention is focused on now maintaining his hold on the shinobi, from the clearing smoke another wave for four shuriken are shot out towards Ban's back. Although Ban was aware of the incoming shuriken, he decided that keeping his target subdued was more important and as the shuriken flew by two of them managed to impale themselves into the back of Ban's right thigh, another grazed by the outside of his left calf leaving behind a small cut and the last shuriken completely missed. Ban dropped onto his right knee whilst wincing in pain, but tried to keep his mind focused on his hold. He looked over his shoulder, the shinobi doing the same, and Ban noticed a clone of the shinobi crouched on the tree branch. - ‘Either this is a clone or they're twins.’ - He thought to himself as he forced the shinobi to weave the Seal of Confrontation to dispel the clone. Just as Ban thought, it was a clone and it exploded into a cloud of smoke along with the snakes, which lead to the tentacles retreating back into the shadows. Ban would reach into the side pocket of his backpack and pull out a pair of shuriken and then tossed them towards the shinobi’s chest with great accuracy. As the shuriken were released from his hands, Ban crossed his arms over his chest where the shuriken were going to land and the linked shinobi did the same. The shuriken would pierce through the back of his palms and cut through some nerves, causing some interference with any movements he would attempt to do with his hands. Ban would drop to the ground and the shinobi would follow. Within a few minutes Ban would utilize the wires in his backpack to hogtie the shinobi and then turned kept a close watch on him while he turned his attention to Fumetsu. As he watched he pulled the shuriken out of his thigh and dropped down onto the ground beside the captured shinobi and reached into his bag, searching for his scroll. If he caught sight of Fumetsu, he'd prepare himself to rush to his aid. -
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: - After he managed to get back on the ground and on his feet being rather quick to notice the speeding enemy heading his way. A moment later he could notice another two exact copies. Obviously, Fumetsu could just be seeing triple, seeing his "condition" but in the ninja world it was pretty normal for copies like that to appear. 'Shadow clones?... Very well...'. The Kaguya paid close attention to the attacks coming right at him, crossing both of his forearms in front of the two kicks coming his way. The impact was so hard that it sent Fumetsu flying towards the sky, his forearms feeling the intense force but the armor he had kind of helped absorbed the said force. As he was flying towards the sky he quickly swung his hands away from his body, extending his whole arms but while he did that he let out five bone bullets from his exposed fingertips, going right through a clone and making it puff before they entered the ground like drills. The other clone had a meeting with the kunai Fumetsu took earlier and dispelled as well. He then looked for the other real shinobi and heard him just above. When Fumetsu looked up, he saw a powerful kick coming his way. He quickly moved his hand to swing a punch and as he did so, a long sharp bone came from his palm. The shinobi was shocked but it was too late for him to change the movement of his leg so Fumetsu pushed the whole bone through the leg, stopping it once it hit his palm. The rogue ninja screamed in pain and as he did so, Fumetsu retreated his bone back in his body and used the Tiger hand seal so he could use the Body Flicker technique. He made sure to appear just slightly above the man, grabbing onto the back of his clothes and holding on in a crouched position. Right now, the man was facing the ground and Fumetsu was crouched on his back keeping his grip. When the right moment arrived, Fume used the enemy's body as a platform and quickly jumped in a tree, holding on and watching the man crash hard and face first into the ground making a small crater. The impact was hard because once Fumetsu jumped off he also pushed the man down, making him go faster down to Hell. After the impact happened, Fumetsu was quick to jump at the scene, turning the beaten man over and getting on top, pinning him down as Fumetsu stared down at him with cold eyes... only one was visible but it was completely frightening since it was shadowed in that specific position. He parted his lips, the movement being seen because his mask also moved.- "You were the ones who killed him?..." - The other ninja could hardly speak being left without air from what happened, his leg bleeding a lot.- The Enemy: "W- What are you!?" Fumetsu: "You don't answer a question with another one..." - With the end of that sentence he raised his fist and punched the enemy hard right in the face, breaking his nose and making it bleed, leading to another scream of pain from the target.- Fumetsu: "Talk... and do it quickly..." The Enemy: "Son of a- Argh!" - He got punched in the side and then in the face again.- "I'm the son of my mother, don't talk about her... I'll make sure you won't get a second chance." The Enemy: "No! Wait! I didn't mean to kill them! Don't kill me!" Fumetsu: "Ah... so you killed him... Then It's a life for a life..." The Enemy: "No! Stop! Plea- " - He got punched again... and again... and again... his face was bleeding like his leg and Fumetsu just continued, not caring about Ban who was probably watching. If Ban would not interfere in any way, Fumetsu would just continue until.. eventually... the man's skull would completely give in and he would get beaten to death and even so, Fumetsu would not cease to continue... Even as the man's screams would get louder and then slowly but steadily quieter and lower…-
Kare: - While searching for Fumetsu, he managed to locate his scroll within his backpack and put it into his raincoat pocket and tossed his backpack over his back after zipping it shut. He had caught sight of Fumetsu through the trees, noticing what seemed to be a bone protruding from his palm. - ‘How is that even possible?’ - He thought to himself and took a mental note of that to remind himself to ask Fumetsu about it. He didn't bother rushing to aid Fumetsu as he seemed to have everything under control, instead he retrieved his scroll pocket and rolled it out on the ground in front of him. At the center of the scroll was a basic seal that only reacted to Ban's chakra and Ban would press his hands together in front of his chest as if he were praying and focused his chakra up into his hands causing a visible aura of blue chakra to form around his hands. As he pulled his hands apart from each other, the aura shifted to his right hand and he'd place it down onto the center of the seal. Instantly the seal reacted with his chakra and would glow a faint white. Ban would weave half a tiger seal with his left hand and a small cloud of white smoke would erupt from the seal. As the smoke faded, under Ban's right hand laid a small bag filled with the essentials of a first- aid kit. With the kit in hand, Ban would open it up and pull out only what he needed to patch up his thigh; a cleansing wipe, antibiotic ointment, 2 plastic bandages and a smaller plastic bandage. After getting what he needed, he set the first- aid kit aside and proceeded to tend his injury. He'd roll up his pants as high as he possibly could, exposing the wounds, and would then proceed to disinfect the area around his thigh with the cleaning wipe. He'd patch up the cut on his other leg as well, but it wasn't as serious as the injury his thigh had suffered. He'd squeeze the wipe to the side, letting the blood trickle out if the fibers and then press it against the area and apply a significant amount of pressure to try and stop the bleeding the best he could. He'd reach over with his free hand and opened up the antibiotic ointment packet with his mouth and would move the wipe from his wound and gently applied it over the wound. He bit down on his bottom lip to distract himself from the shocking pain that shot through his leg. Only the necessary amount of ointment was applied to the wounded area and then Ban would set it aside and then reached for the 2 plastic bandages to patch up the area. The smaller bandage was used to cover up the cut on his left calf. Ban made sure to seal the remainder of the ointment and then placed it within the first- aid kit for later use. During the entire time he was patching himself up, he could hear the shinobi left in Fumetsu's hands screaming out in agonizing pain, but within the screams was some vital information which caught Ban's attention. - ‘So the jonin was killed?’ - He thought to himself and looked over to the shinobi that he had hogtied earlier. Ban nodded and looked down to the ground with his eyes closed, mourning the lost of his comrade for a brief moment and then turned to look at the restrained shinobi again, but this time the look in his eyes was intense. Fueled by anger and the desire to avenge the death of his fallen comrades, he reached over to pull one of the shuriken out of the shinobi's hand without caring if it would inflict further pain on the shinobi. He slowly rose to his feet, struggling to keep his balance for a moment and then would lean over the shinobi, placing the shuriken over his throat. - Shinobi: “Wait! What are you doing?” - Ban replied with silence and drove the shuriken into his jugular vein and dragged it horizontally across his neck. Before leaving the scene, Ban would stand over him, watching the life seep out of his neck expressing no sign of remorse as the shinobi struggled to keep the blood from flowing out, but as the last bit of life trickled out of the opening, Ban began to search through the shinobi's pockets, but found nothing of value except for a receipt for purchased shuriken. Ban would begin to wander over to Fumetsu and as he approached him all could see was Fumetsu pounding his fists into the face of the lifeless body. - “That's enough… Let’s get our comrade out of here and return back to the village.” - Ban stood there with his hand applying pressure to his wounded thigh, hoping Fumetsu would snap out of his fit of bloodlust and would help Ban retrieve the body. -
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: - As he continued to hit the disfigured lifeless face, he heard Ban's voice... saying that it was enough. 'No, he killed our ally, you idiot...' he thought to himself as he continued for a few more moments before moving his hand behind his back. Blood was dripping down his gloves, his fingers being covered in a deep hue of red. He got a hold of the handle of his sai and shifted it in his hand so that he was gripping the metal shaft with the general center area, the hard end of the handle being exposed, going through his middle and ring finger. He had it in his right hand. He would rise it high above his head and hit the man's forehead with the handle, fully cracking it open as now there was a visible open wound in it. He cracked more of his head until there was literally a hole in there. He moved his hand through the broken skull and grabbed the dead brain inside... ripping out a part of it and throwing the part towards Ban.- "You might need some more of this..." - He pretty much joked although his tone and psycho nature said otherwise. He got up afterwards. The man standing at his feet... well... you could say he got "outsmarted", the joke being that the brain is the mind and Fumetsu used his sai, Mind, to break in. Fumetsu began to walk slowly, blood dripping from the blunt end of his sai and from his gloves, not to mention the blood pool coming from the enemy's head. He walked over to the ally tied to the tree and glanced at him ... Fumetsu stared without emotion at the man's lifeless expression before letting out a sigh. He hated mankind... he really did... but he also felt pity for it. This poor guy didn't look like a bad person... but he was still a shinobi... a monster... Maybe Fumetsu was from Amegakure... a ninja belonging to it... but he still saw everyone as his enemy... but for a moment his eyes narrowed and closed and he shook his head... feeling something for once after all this time... that wasn't related to rage. He opened his eyes and put his sai back in its sheath and pulled his Soul katana out, cutting the ropes but making sure to keep the Jounin from falling hard to the ground… putting him there gently instead and closing his eyes. 'He did his duty, monster or not... I don't need more cold gazes around...' and with the end of that thought, Fumetsu lifted the man back up and held him on his shoulder, making sure to keep him steady there. The person was light, so it didn't matter. Sure, Fumetsu could just leave him there for the Anbu to pick him up but there was no reason for that since the mission was over and he could do it himself. He looked around for Ban, glancing at him for a few seconds once he spot him before walking back towards the village.- "You can go ahead if you want... should tell the others what happened so they don't think I've murdered him..." - He walked back the way he came, the mission was over and he would soon reach the village, before, after or with Ban.- 
Kare: - Ban stood there waiting for some sort of response to leave Fumetsu’s mouth, but instead he continued to pound into the skull of the lifeless individual and at one point pulled out a sai and cracked open the skull with its handle. Ban looked down at Fumetsu, slightly disgusted at the scene his eyes were feasting on, but he held back the urge to vomit, but he was more disappointed in Fumetsu for not having more control over the emotions that seemed to have complete control over him like a puppeteer over a puppet. Ban intently watched as Fumetsu dug his hand deep into the smashed skull as if it were a cookie jar and pulled out a huge chunk of brain from within. He rose his eyebrow and gave Fumetsu a look a curiosity just before Fumetsu threw the brain over in his direction. Quickly, Ban jumped out of the way, but was unable to keep his balance as a sharp pain shot up his leg and so he stumbled down onto the ground. - “Baka...” - He looked over to Fumetsu wandering over to where the bodies were tied up and watched him as he cut the rope and tossed the body he had suspected to be the jonin over his shoulder. He placed his hands around his thigh, focusing his chakra around his hands to engulf them in a bright white aura of chakra that he would mold into a small orb. He’d move the orb over the wounded area, letting the healing nature of this chakra to activate the cells within the region and cause them to speed up the healing process. Fumetsu would toss the body over his shoulders and then toward to face Ban, letting him know that he was free to run off ahead and inform the jonin of the situation, but that wasn’t a smart thing to do. - “I’ll stick around… We’re in unknown territory, it’s best if we stick together.” - Soon after Ban dispelled the orb and rose back to his feet, stretching his legs out a bit and would follow behind Fumetsu who was already heading back in the direction of the village. After a few hours of travel, Fumetsu and Ban would arrive back to the village without having to really stop for anything, but a lunch break of dumplings. The two of them would return to the Mission Assignment Desk to let their assigner know everything that had occurred and all the information that they were able to gather, including the possible location of where the enemy has set their camp. Afterwards, Ban headed off to the hospital to have someone inspect his injuries to make that everything was healed properly and to also lend a hand. -
==Summary==
Ban and Fumetsu managed to locate the body of the missing jonin, unfortunately he was killed in action.
The two of them had held their own against a trio of shinobi, possibly from the village nearby, but their affiliation still remains unknown.
Fumetsu handed over the body to the female jonin who had assigned them the mission and a medic-nin was quick to take possession of the corpse to process it and inform the family of their loss.
During combat, Ban sustained an injury to his right thigh, but managed to patch himself up and heal the wound before heading back to the village, but once within the safety of the rain, he went to the hospital to have the area examined by someone of more skill with medical-ninjutsu.