Every town has its own fool. Some fools last for only a couple years before they are finally thrown out by the natives. Some fools last forever. See that short kid, the one in the center of all the desks, exactly in the middle, where everyone can see him? You know, the one with patched clothing, absolutely no signs of footwear, and a goofy smile. He looks like a clown, just look at him. What was he doing there, at the graduation? Wasn't he the kid who always go in trouble, often disrupting classes for jokes that weren't even funny at all? The kid who always made a fool out of himself, what was he doing there? Shouldn't he still be an Academy Ninja, what kind of idiot would allow this freak to become a shinobi? Who would even dare giving the fool such honor? He was a freak, a clown, a fool, and above all an idiot.
Toshi was a fool no doubt about that, but he wasn't an idiot. Sure he would often do foolish stuff in front of the entire class just for attention, sure he would often defy authority and openly mock his classmates. In fact the kid was the worst student in the academy. Always failing tests, always goofing up during training courses. He couldn't even perform a successful transformation jutsu, none-the-less a cloning jutsu. Most people wondered what he was doing in Konoha in the first place. Rumor has it the youngster came from a family of circus performers, famous for their trapeze artforms and illusionary tricks. It was said that he was the grandson of the great Genjutsu ninja himself who graduated from the Ninja Academy with top scores. Most folks would suspect Toshi to carry on this family tradition of being the best of the best. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case. If you asked people what Toshi reminded you of they would all say the same thing, his father. The child was nothing more than a troublemaker in the heart of the people of Kohona. The teachers had to deal with the brat every second of the day. His grandfather would be the one to suffer complaints from angered citizens. In the end, it was Toshi that was scolded. Now it was all going to change. He was a ninja now, a shinobi. He'll show those punks who's boss and that a Kurosaki is not something to mess with. Especially a Kurosaki who knows how to publicly humiliate his enemies.
The fool of Konoha yawned as the proctor read out the teams. This was soooo lame, why did they have to be in squads? He could do things very well by himself. Besides, his teamates will probably steal his spotlight, his spotlight. Well that won't happen, not while he's alive. He will show those punks that nobody steals the Kurosaki spotlight and gets away with it. The shorty tugged at one of the thick ropes that held together his three bronze bowls, all the same size, as if they were some sort of back pack. He was getting impatient, he didn't even know half the people in here, even though he probably should. The brat was always so focused on being the center of attention he didn't even bother socializing. Okay maybe trying to get people to talk to him counts as socializing...but that's not the point. Every person here already knew he was a joke anyways. But everything seemed so boring at the moment, the place needed some excitement. And excitement shall soon come. For now, the short clown would have to get aquainted with his teamates. He approached the staging area on his bamboo walking sticks, using the stepping plane 6 feet from the ground. He was soaring over all the other shinobi, something he loves doing. He was practically the tallest one here with the aide of his bamboo walking sticks. Just think, everyone was probably looking at him, he was the center of attention! But that wasn't enough for this clown.
Okay, so we all know the guy's short right? In fact he's the shortest shinobi to ever graduate from the academy. He's also the dirtiest kid...well, he looks dirty. His physical appearance is nothing but shades of brown. Tanned complexion, mousy brown hair that's in desperate need of some combing, and those twinkling brown eyes. Those eyes look innocent enough, who couldn't trust those sweet, twinkling eyes? They were the eyes of a child, definately no trouble hiding behind those eyes. If it wasn't for his flashy appearance he probably would blend in with everyone pretty nicely, but that's not what he wants to do. The "Vest of Many Colors", a vest made entirely out of patches with too many pockets to count, and it compliments those patched brown trousers pretty nicely. If he wanted to blend in, he'll just wear his silky black cloth as a cloak, which was exactly what he was doing at the moment. He also had bandages running up and down both his arms and legs, most likely resulting from all those stupid stunts he performs. He really is a daredevil, never thinking before acting. Nothing like your common idiot ninja. As he neared his new teacher, he looked around at everyone else. How lame, all the un-talented people were here. Seriously, the place was filled with a bunch of boring kids. His teamates better not be this lame, but that's not he was afraid of. It was the idea of having a bossy lady as a teacher that scared him. You know what that means, less pranks more work. How lame.
Then, an idea popped in his head.
Everyone here seemed so serious, so gloom...he needed to lighten them up. In a flash, the fool pressed a button near the seventh of the eight slots in his bamboo walking sticks, and twin bars popped out, joinging together to create a single trapeze. He swung himself using the trapeze, so that he was standing on top of it. Grinning down, at the growing crowds below of new genin, he sang;
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?
I bet you heard of a wonderful guy, who's name is known far and wide
Well, ladies and gentlemen, I'll have you know that man is me
The one and only son of a talented one named Jungo!
Who can catch a sunny ray?
Turn a sad night into a happy day?
Who can do this?
Well I say...
Who can make a flower bright and true?
Turn the grey skies into blue?
What sort of wonders can one man do?
He can walk on the rainbow, on a colorful banner
He knows how to create spring from the coldest winter
He knows the location of the pot of gold
Oh how many can one man know?
I tell you a secret, it's not that hard
To be as great as a playful bard
If only, if only, if only you knew
If Jungo can do it
SO CAN YOU!
Why don't you believe me?
What I say is true
If Jungo can do it, there's really nothing to it
If Jungo can do it...
Through the course of the entire song the son of Jungo performed a series of complicated acrobatic stunts, all on that single trapeze. He did it all with a sort of flair, a sort of "look at me, I'm so cool" thing to it. He would often take risks, and miss the trapeze a few times just so he could catch it by his feet. Indeed he was either really bold, or entirely stupid, maybe both. And thing is, the kid didn't seem to be breaking a sweat, and was strangely very flexible for his size. Who knew how the kid did have of the stuff he did. Near the ending of the song, he launched himself in the air, did a series of extravagant flips, before landing on the ground with his hands. He then balanced himself so that he was balancing on one hand, grinning wildly at his new sensei. "Toshi Kurosaki, reporting for duty!"
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