'Snake, Ram, Monkey, Boar, Horse, Tiger, breathe in, and:' "Fire Style: Great Fireball Justu!"A large ball of nothing but fire launched towards a blonde boy, aged at about twelve. He had three whiskers on each cheek, adding up to a total of six. His perfectly violet eyes burned with intelligence and power, making it known to whoever looked into him that he was someone of purpose, but just looking at him would tell anyone just what that was. He wore a blue hitai-ate on his forehead, tied around his bright hair. Said hair was untidy, but not too long, coming down only to the tops of his eyes. The boy wore a black, short-sleeved t-shirt, that had a blue stripe lining the top of his shoulders. There was a red swirl in the middle of the back, indicating this boy was of Uzumaki heritage. His black, ANBU-style pants and and blue standard shinobi sandals came together to form a pretty well-thought outfit.
He looked onwards towards the fireball darting towards him, and flew through a set of hand seals that were too fast for any normal eye to keep up with, though his attacker could see them just fine.
'Tiger, Snake, Rat, Snake, Tiger. Damn that water style!' Thought the blonde boy's opponent.
Water shot out of the Uzumaki's mouth, neutralizing the fire instantly. Steam clouded the area, and before his opponent knew it, the blonde boy was behind him with a kunai to his neck. 'He's fast!' thought the now-hostage.
The steam cleared after a moment, revealing the loser of the battle to be a raven haired boy, of about the same age of the blonde. He had eyes of the same color usually, but at the moment they were a red windmill eye, with two tomoe in each eye. These Sharingan are some of the last of their kind, but are developing too slow for their master's taste. The boy deactivated his Kekkei Genkai, his eyes reverting to raven-black. He wore a scowl on his face, along with a blue shirt that had his Uchiha crest on the back. On his forearms were blue-lined off-white hand warmers, one for each arm. His shorts were also off-white, and his calves were bandages within the perimeter of two blue wristbands on each leg. The wrap covered his entire calf area, but stopped just under the bottom knee and just above his upper ankle. Under those were blue standard shinobi sandals. He also wore his blue hitai-ate on his forehead, helping to solidify both his outfit and duck butt hairstyle.
"Damn you Naruto, I thought we agreed to no Water Style." Said the darker haired boy.
Naruto replied with, "And here I was thinking we agreed to no justu at all, Sasuke."
After casually making the proud Uchiha swallow his own words, he put his kunai back in its pouch and began walking towards three tree stumps, where there was lunch and two people waiting for them. The shorter of the two waiting had uniquely pink hair, similar to that of a cherry blossom. It made sense as to why her name was Sakura. She wore a red dress with a symbol on the back, most likely for her own clan. She also wore green tights underneath, going to just above her knee. She, like her two teammates, also wore blue shinobi sandals. Her green eyes looked on towards the two boys that were returning from their spar, before adjusting her own blue hitai-ate that sat on top of her head like a tie, rather than forehead protector.
She grabbed one of the four waiting bento and ran towards the boys, leaving the taller person behind. He was a jonin of the leave, made clear by his dark green Konoha vest. He wore the standard Konoha outfit, save for baggier pants, and a mask that covered his entire face beneath his eyes. His left eye was covered by his dark blue hitai-ate, which in a way, complimented his puffy white hair. He wasn't by any means old, but it seemed to be a trait that he uniquely possessed, along with a select few others. Something else to note are the fingerless gloves he wore, which each had a metal plate for protection. He stood there like a scarecrow, reading his adult book. He hadn't even noticed Sakura run off until he finally looked up and saw her walking back with Naruto and Sasuke.
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