Unspoken Pasts Chapter 27

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"You'd be surprised how much it costs to look this cheap." -Dolly Parton

Sometimes I just love people.  Not usually though.  Most of the time they're a very miserable bunch.

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At the end of the five days, we're brought into a huge room.

It's explained that we're going to be battling to cut down the numbers.

Hey, I want you to help me with this.

You want me to help you?

I haven't gotten completely used to this body yet.

You can help pick up the slack, so we don't loose.

There's no way I'll let us loose.

Never!

We will get to the final exams, we will be made chuunin, and all of the five countries will fear us!

Excellent.

I'm sure we'll work together well.

Just feel for where you're needed.

We have no time to practice.

No greater way to pressure someone to greatness.

I close my eyes, connecting my psyche to our body.

Not strongly, just enough to feel and guide.

I make the steps smoother as we walk up to the veiwing platform.

Several matches occur during this time.

Evantually, I am able to connect to the optic nerve, I can see right again.

Before, I looked at a screen to see what was going on.

Now, I just need to open my eyes.

We push away from the pillar, walking down to our opponent.

One half of the boy's face is burned horribly, he's glaring at me.

As the match starts, we don't move.

He leaps back immediately, getting more space between us.

My head tilts to the side, watching him with a soft smile on my face.

"You must be pretty cocky, not getting prepared for my attacks at all!"

I just stand there, watching silently.

There's nothing to prepare for.

He leaps at me, trying to stab my with kunai.

I dodge cleanly, not letting him touch me.

"That can't be all you're going to do, is it? It's pitiful."

He glares, doing some handsigns.

A tornado whips up, coming straight towards me.

I dig my hair into the ground, unseen.

When the tornado clears, I haven't moved.

My grin widens at his confused look, teeth showing.

"Pitiful. I'm not going to use any jutsu, nor weapons of any kind. Just me."

And with that I run at him, giggling.

He dodges my punches, I sweep his feet out from under him.

When he hits the floor, I've pinned him in a second.

"Is that it? I really don't see how you got here."

And with that, I grab his throat in my teeth, squeezing slightly.

He looks at me panickedly, I smirk wickedly, adding pressure.

With a spasm of his limbs, he manages to knock me loose, sensind me sliding across the floor.

He uses the time to get a few kicks in before I stand up again.

I tilt my head to the side, contemplating him.

Then my smile's back, I rush him.

He tries to move out of the way, I trip him.

The boy lands on his knees, I sit cross legged on his back, one of my hands on either of his cheeks.

In one swift move, I pull his arms out from under him.

As he falls, I lean next to his ear.

"How does it feel to be completely at my mercy?"

I uncross my legs, pressing one knee on each bicep right behind the elbows.

My hands wrap around his wrists, I sit up, putting all weight on my knees.

Slowly, I pull his arms upward, stretching, stretching, until I hear him whimper.

Then, in one swift move, I yank his arms up, popping both elbows out.

He screams, the match is called, I stand up, walking up the stairs happily.

My team congradulates me excitedly, I notice Neji staring at me, Byakugan activated.

I push it to the back of my mind as I soak up the praise from my teammates.

Another boy is watching me, curious more than upset.

The red haired one, from Suna.

I nod to him once, a small smile on my face, before going to watch the rest of the preliminaries.

Hah, I knew they were planning something.

And these matches are boring.

I don't care about two girls who have some emotional past.

Come on, it's like someone was trying their hardest to force some depth into them.

Oh, she had no friends, then she was her friend, then they both liked a guy, then they're not friends.

It's like a badly written movie, their lives.

I'm sure they'll both go far, but right now it's just sad.

Sigh.

And boredom sets in...

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