Since this is a mostly self-contained series of posts, I'll just create this page-by-page and update the page whenever a new page is written.
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I glared up at the blonde-haired dolt who was supposed to be my partner.
“I’m a chunin. A chunin,” he was rambling, “Why should I have to go on a stupid C rank mission with a stupid genin. You know what kind of mission I did before this? A B-rank with a 150,000 Ryo payout. Those types of missions are important, not some C-rank about some merchant – ”
“Daikin-san” I said, holding in the urge to add a different . “We should get going.”
“San? San?” He leered down at me. “As my name implies, I am golden, and as your face implies, you are stupid, and hence you shall call me a more fitting title. ‘Sama’ should do the trick, I think. Now, because you are a genin, and have not earned the right to have a say in the mission, you are to follow my instruction to the very last command. So, anything I say, goes. If I want you to hang back, you’ll hang back. If I think you are an idiot, you are an idiot. If I think you should be slapped, you will be slapped. Got it?”
I wanted to hit him, to spit out insults as rapid-fire as my fists as I felt his blood spilt beneath them. But just in front of the Hokage’s office is no place to start a battle. I’ll have to submit to him – for now.
“Fine,” I spat out, painfully bowing to him. “I’ll follow your commands.”
His eyes burned with anger, but then he decided my response was enough. His face grew into a smug smile. “Good – then we we’ll get along fine during this mission.”
“About as well as me and Kurama,” I muttered under my breath. This was going to be a looong mission.
