Traveling the forests..

Aori traveled among the dirt woven and wet paths of the recently befalled Village of the Leaf - Having it recently rained, her feet were covered in mud, and her body was dirty and slightly scarred from past encounters. The trees shined a gentle mascerade over the skies if seen from below, which appeared like that of a cobweb woven by the largest of beautiful spiders. She looked around, jumping from tree-branch to tree-branch. An unexpected kunai attack sliced across her chest leaving a bloody trail as her foot padded onto the last branch. The wood broke in, and she began to fall. Through the air, droplets of her blood were seen falling as fast as she was. She landed, slamming against the ground and laying there, for there was nothing she could do - the pain was too much, seeing as how the kunai sliced a clean line across her torso, from her mid-left area, to the mid-right and had been jammed in the corner of the mid-right. "B.. Bwo.. Bwood.." she groaned, as she took her hand and slid it across the wound - uncovering it only to find that her hand had been soaked by her own red substance. The thought and sight of this made her nauscious - knocking her out cold.

Kitaro was running around in the forest doing his usual checks for all the wierd stuff that happened in the forests all day long. Ninja battles that killed random civilians and ninja and kunai attacks. Kitaro saw a girl get pegged across the chest with a kunai knife and blood trickle down her chest but before Kitaro could arrive the girl passed out.

Kitaro arrived and looked at her with a crooked head. He then turned his head the other way and finally decided that he should wake her up. Kitaro bent over and first licked some of her blood into his mouth then spit it out onto her face. This didn't wake her up this so Kitaro put his hand on the girl and forced his chakra into her and pulled the kunai out of her. Kitaro then did surgery on her with the same Kunai sealing up the wound with the skin left off

Now Kitaro sat next to her getting water every few minutes and splashing it on her face. Trying to wake her up. Kitaro had a new social expiriment to try and she needed to be awak for Kitaro to have a chance at testing his theory out with this sleepy and cut up girl.

Feeling a cool sensation whisk across her resting face, she awoke to see the face of a rather odd man. She looked up at him and jumped at the site, tripping over a log and standing back up. "W.. Whoo.. Awe wu??!!" She screamed, then remembering the wound that injured her before she quickly rubbed her hand back across her chest - Yet there was no blood to be found.

Confused, she looked back up at the strange man in a delusional tone. She stumbled, but kept her balance. She didnt know what was going on, who was this strange thing. What was he? Is he like her? Deciding that he was probably the one who fixed her wound she became affixed. She walked towards him slowly, but with caution.

[Kitaro is a tall man for the standards of the others around him. Kitaro is about 6'3 or so perhaps even 6'3 in a half it all depends on your perception and how tall you want him to be. Kitaro usually wears his white robes with crosses welded to the red cloth that drapes from his shoulders. Kitaro's robes are long on him and have red lines going down them at random parts. Kitaro's actual body however is covered from lower neck to toe in scars of old battles that have never fully healed. Kitaro has spike red hair and usually has poured white paint on his face to make his appearance even freakier. The bottom of Kitaro's red spike hair however is black and that is the natural color of his hair which sometimes is the appearance instead of the spike red hair.] This is my appearance in case you wanted to know.


Kitaro continued to just look at her. One eye opened and the other closed and he stared at her in the face and got within inches of her. Kitaro then reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders and almost pressed his nose against hers. "Don't you see man. We are alive today because the sun didn't blow up and because there is air to breathe and because we are still alive and therefore we are not dead my small female friend. We are Alive and therefore the same"

Kitaro then let go of the girl and stepped back a few feet and looked like he was drunk off his ass. He stared at her then smiled the biggest smile he could and said in a sweet and high pitched voice. "aw baby im just kidding. We are alive and I thought you should know but yeah. JUST KIDDING." Kitaro laughed and rolled on the grass. "Anyways I am Kitaro and the master of the mountains and who are you?"

Noting his obvious amount of blatancy to new life, she giggled at him. He was obviously funny seeing as how he placed his face directly upon hers, pushing them together as he tried to explain words that she had never even heard of in the past. "Yu fun-e.." She says, laughing and pointing at him. She stumbled a bit, noticing that he had almost fallen straight off of his heels after stepping back from her. She jumped in precaution, just in case he actually did fall and he needed help to be picked up.

As she heard him she could only point how a few select words from his sentences, not truly understanding the meaning of almost all of the words he spoke - Atleast she was able to pronounce and understand a few such as Alive.., Who.., and seeing as how a word she'd never knew before.. Kitaro... She presumed it was his name. Seeing as how he had properly introduced himself, she thought she would give it a try. "I.. Em.. Ay-or.. E.. Cent.. Ell.. Uh.." She said, looking up at him cluelessly. He certainly was tall.

Kitaro was looking down at the girl in a towering kind of way. She thought he was funny which was always good. Though she certainly was young. To young to be out in the woods by herself. That brought up the question who would fire a kunai at her. Probably someone like Kitaro who had once killed a 5 year old for not wearing a shirt [check waterfall topic for refference].

Kitaro smiled when she sai that she was funny just because of the way she said it. Kitaro then decided to try and pronounce the girls name. "Your name" Kitaro pointed at her while towering above her. "A, or, E, Cent ella." Kitaro said it kind of like the girl the first time then he put it toghet quickly in his mind then tried again. "Ayori Centella." Only making an A your E sound in stead of A or E sound. Kitaro was content though.

Kitaro then sat down closer to her height and looked at the girl. "Im 800 years old now. Do you know or remember how old you are? Do you know why you were in the forest alone or why those people threw that knife at you?" Kitaro asked in a concerned yet patient voice.

She looked up as he had a bestowed look of curiosity upon his face, seeming to question a multiple array of things and judging from his intense expressions, he was probably thinking of a reason why a randomly anonymous person would strike the innocent child, and even then, why not carry her body off after it had passed out?

As he tried to pronounce her name she giggled once more, her cute petite voice letting out a few high-pitched mixes within the periodic laughs of debotchery and nonsense. She looked up as he stated her full name and smiled, preparing to give him an answer. "Yus.. Ayori Centella." He didnt seem frustrated, this told her that 'Kitaro' was atleast of intelligence.

As he sat down beside her, she smiled at him wide. As he asked her questions she listened intently, trying to find key words she could make a sentence out of. Noticing he spoke of age, she took notice to the comment he made about being 800.. Years.. Old..., as well as asking her own age. She didnt know many numbers - But kept her attention span glued to his questions like a mouse-trap. "I.. Em.. Now.." She paused. ".. Ten." Sitting up a bit, and crossing her legs seeing as how she only had that of a shredded and small skirt-like cloth on, as well as a tore up and worn bra-like gestured cloth wrapped around her torso. "I du.. Not kno.. Know.. Wy.. Dey true kn.. Knyfe.." She said, pointing to her chest, directly where the wound was. ".. Huwt.." She looked up at him.

Kitaro felt bad that the little girl was hurt. She was cute after all even though she was incredibly torn up. Kitaro formed a couple handseals and wondered if she knew what those were. Kitaro's left hand then became a green glow and Kitaro reached out for Aori's hut chest. Kitaro then let the healing chakra flow and recreate the lost cells and blood. Painlessly the miracle of medical ninjutsu

Kitaro then finished the job by neatly reaching into the small 10 year olds chest and reparing all the damage that the Kunai had done to her. It obviously wasn't painless at this point but Kitaro tried to hit as few nerves as he could because like he said the girl was cute and was not threatening him or his mountain life. Plus Kitaro needed some medical practice every once in a while.

"I hope that will make you feel better. Ayori. You seem to be pretty bright for your age youll probably grow to be someone important..." Kitaro stopped talking and took a long sigh. "When I was 775 years younger I was the most important person alive. I ruled hundreds of people and whatever I thought they did. It was an internal link in my mind. But now I have the power to kill everyone but I can't because my powers require 1 start point. All I am is a shell of a 25 year old man that has rot up for 775 more years with infinate power that is unreachable. But you probably don't understand. So tell me about yourself 10 year old Ayori Centella."


Secreat injury healing
rank A
Ninjutsu
Focusing the users chakra to an area to be hit, he can begin the cell creation process the moment the area becomes injured.

Name:Chakra Scalpel
Rank: B
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)
Type: Attack
Chakra no Mesu is a special Ninjutsu technique used by medical ninjas. After forming the needed handseals, the ninja will focus chakra to their hands. When their charged hands reach the body of their target, they can extend the chakra internally into the targets body to cut and neatly slice their muscles and blood vessels without harming the surface skin. This technique can be used in battle, but because of its hectic nature, the fine precision required for an instant kill is not feasible. Damage can still be done to the vital organs, but the technique should be used carefully in battle.

As the wound healed, she smiled - But seeing as how he easily pushed her down, and began to do medical work, she got a bit tense - But figured since he had already healed her, he knew what he was doing so she layed still and allowed Kitaro to do his bloodwork, staying completely still although slightly gesturing in painful ways when his hands unexpectedly hit her nerves within her chest.

As he explained his semi-life story to her, she nodded and took note that he atleast thought she had some intelligence in her brain instead of a rabid dog who knew nothing but how to smell blood and hunt for the source. She sat listening intently, awaiting her turn to speak. Although she was young and grew up in the wild, after all; she did contain what could have seemed to be the knowledge of a genius.

She looked at him and began to speak, trying to pronounce the words as best she could although her young and feeble lisps and mispronounciations took their toll all to often, she hoped he could understand through her mistakes. "Inturwesting.. Dat wis awot of pee-pole mistuw Keetawo. Wecentwy.. Ay wud waised by a peck of wightning wowves.. Da weaduw's name wud Reidou.. My mommy. She twained me tu hunt.. Fyte.. and defwend.. mysewf. Wen I wud five yeaws owd.. Dey abondoned me and I have nod seen dem sins.." She smiled, trying to impishly hide her true feelings as even though she was not in a combatant situation, it felt as if her stomach dropped and her heart broken in two at the thought of watching Reidou walk away from her again.

Kitaro was happy that she understood that he was helping her instead of trying to hurt her. He thought about what she said about being raised by wolves and remembered a story from the OG dimmension about that kind of thing. he remember they usually turned out with Civilians hunting and fighting and killing the wolf child and ending up with nothing left of them.

Kitaro could tell that talking about this bothered her so he put his arm around her and pulled her close. He felt like he could just pluck her up off the ground and carry her off. Kitaro mischeviously considered a few ideas but then decided against them all. Kitaro just offered a comphorting arm while the girl told her story about the wolves and beign raised. He could tell that she paid attention to him to.

Kitaro spoke when she finished after paying attention to every word and figuring out there meanings. Some were harder than others though the whole scene Kitaro found rather cute. "your to young to be living along. I could always take you to the leaf village where I got my start and give you off to a friend of mine living there. Or if you really wanted to you could live with me and I could teach you what I know."

As Kitaro placed his arm around her she could tell he knew she was being internally bothered by her story and just his seemingly warm embrace began to strengthen her broken heart. This warmed her inner-thoughts about him and even him just simply saving her life made her just that much happier. Looking up, she smiled.

After finishing up her story, she rested her head against Kitaro's chest, hearing a steady and faint heartbeat, wondering why the sound was so low, even if her head was so close to such an organ. Obviously, and silently, noting the fact that there was a small and slight possibility that there was more to Kitaro then he had let Aori in on, or he was just simply calm and sirene, not allowing any flaws of nature affect his current mood.

As she laid upon his chest, the steady heartbeat was relayed with an overlapping sound which could hardly be heard let alone pronounced. After removing her head lightly she began to listen closely to his words. Understanding what he meant, she opened her eyes wide and smiled like an angel. Standing up and jumping in front of him she began to repeat the same things over and over. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I wund to twain and wiv wif yu Keetawo!!" Her joy seemed as if it was a simple over-reaction, but as always her cuteness took its natural toll.

Kitaro felt happy actually when he heard his name pronounced by this 10 year old. Though he could tell that she knew his heart and blood and lungs were not really what they seemed. The heartbeat was fake the the most part basically Kitaro breathing and filling the void of where his heart would be with air and the undefinable noise was just the air going through where the blood veins should be.

Kitaro picked the girl up and held her at his chest level. He began to walk back to his house with the girl in his arms. She was light and even by the way she understood what he was saying and how happy she got. Kitaro realized that she was insane and intelligent. Similar to himself actually. Kitaro smiled at the thought while he carried her up the mountain.

After a few minutes of walking Kitaro looked down at the girl in his arms. "Ayori would you like me to carry you or would you like a lightning dragon to carry you the rest of the way. I don't know what you would prefer nor do I care what you answer to that question but I thought I should offer it before we got all the way and you missed the chance if you wanted to."

Aori looked up at him as he asked her this. She smiled, knowing she had a lightning affinity as well as knowing she loved dragons, she accepted and she knew she would love it. "I wud wike to wide da wightning dwagon.." She says, smiling. She was excited beyond belief at this point. This was all too much. Finding a 'father', and getting to ride a Lightning Dragon all in one day?! This was the best day of her life, for sure!

Kitaro smiled at the response. He then placed his handseals together and some of the girls blood from her hand and wiped it on a small scroll. Soon a 12 ft 6 in Lightning dragon appeared under Kitaro and Kitaro pulled the girl up onto his lap. Kitaro smiled at her and flew to his hom up into the mountains where he would begin training the girl and raising her as her "father figure".

[short]

Lightning Dragon Summoning
rank -
1st level summoning. Kitaro summons a dragon made of pure lightning this dragon is about 12 ft and 6 in long. This dragon can travel at extreme speeds and explodes causing pulse waves when colliding directly with Water or fire. This dragon can be ridden only by the summoner.

2nd level summoning. When the 1st level summoning dies or is dismissed and the battle is continuing Kitaro may authorize the next dragon to come onto the field. This dragon is made of obsidian metal and filled with a citrus blood mixed with regular blood causing it to have an orangish coloring and be thicker than normal blood. This dragon is always exactly 1.5 x the the physical strength of the user. This dragon may explode when it chooses to its blood raining down burning things slightly upon touch. This dragon is about 17 ft. and 9 in.

3rd level summoning. If both 1st and 2nd level summonings die or are dismissed the 3rd level can be brought out. This summoning is made up of a mixture of flames and darkness. This dragon may fire out a pure darkness sphere that follows targets for up to 2 posts. THese spheres if hit by them can absorb you into a dome of darkness. The only escape once in these orbs is to stab yourself in either the arm leg or torso. if you are caught in more than 1 orb you must stab yourself in a different arm leg or torso. Otherwise you can fight blindly and with limited hearing. This dragon may also fire flaming streams out of its mouth that explode on impact on anything exept for other fire. This dragon is about 21 ft. and 3 in long.

4th level summoning. if all previous dragons are defeated and Kitaro has been stabbed and has an open wound leaking out blood this dragon may be called out. This dragon has the ability to shift between pure mud pure lightning pure fire and pure water. This dragon takes 1 full post to change but becomes invulnerable to physical attacks during this post. the dragon once transformed becomes almost impervious to its element and gains the ability to fire out orbs of this element. These orbs are 10 ft square orbs (all sides 10 ft diameter 10 ft.) The dragon can travel at almost teleportation speeds and has the ability to recover others wounds by sacrificing 1 element it fully heals 1 person. (cant become a certain element again in that battle). This dragon is 35 ft long and 11 in long.

As she was whisked upon his lap, her hair flurried around as its ghost-white color shined around with the dusk-light. She held his arms as they were wrapped around her, and looked down. For some odd reason, as she sat upon the dragon - strange and small electrical charges could be seen exerting through the eyes of Aori, which resembled that of miniature lightning bolts that evaporated about an inch after they appeared.