Nocturne of Shadow -Spar-Private Laitrapmi-

The air was cold this day...the sun shined overhead upon the forest. A warm naked eye watching the land. villagers from distance roads strode back and forth as most citizens where probably getting home to their families. To their loved ones...Violet eyes focused on the ground lifted up slightly. The wind blew unforgiving chilling the blood that was already cold. Darkness manifested through the Small South Forest as he stood in the middle of a dark shaded area, awaiting a couple of other Genin who where apparently suppose to be there.

A breath drew from Spardas lips as he thought back. Back when he was a child. How easy it was for him to get angry and lose control over himself. His mind was like clay back then. Easily formed by whoever wished to sculpt him. But over time that clay simply turned to glass. See through. Although he wanted to know what it was like to truly feel a happy emotion he felt as if he would never get the chance. Even around those he considered close seemed like objects to him. Like if they where to die he would not even flinch...and his former master...Sparda wanted to care but given the circumstances of his life he just couldn't find the will to care about anything anymore. Now a days everything he did was decided upon his whim...

Pulling a hand out of his pocket Sparda began to walk forward. He wore his casual outfit, He did not like to look like he belonged to a group or a squad...he was there for him. He wanted to be free of authority...yet at the same time he felt he needed it. He did not know how to feel anymore.

The shadows began to whisper to him...silently they said to him, 'Someone has arrived.' And with that, Sparda placed his hands into his pockets and chuckled lightly, turning his head over his shoulder and narrowing his eyes. "So someone has..." He whispered. Standing in the center of the training grounds...most likely someone coming to use them.

A New Day. The sun was up, and only yesterday it was bringing the strange, warm feeling that many of us humans have upon us. Sun light. The light was soothing and compassionate, it felt like healing and nurturing. It was the feeling that we kept gaining and gaining, soon we came to realize that we were burning. Only the phrase coming to mind, don't bite off more than you can chew, comes to play as we begin to feel this new emotion, burning. The warm feeling was taking a stronger play to ourselves, the feeling had ... changed. Now from a more lighter tone, it was a stinging, piercing feeling on our skin. The sun smiling down upon us as the fool danced in distortion, his oppressor pressing down on them with the will of a lion bearing it's claws against it's prey, spot on. Opening her eyes, she had taken a short nap, with a purple full-sleeved shirt and a white t-shirt underneath it she had suitable jeans and her hat on top of the window sill. Stephanie looked around her bedroom, it had the same posture which resembled dullness but in many civilian words it was creativity and uniqueness. Stephanie's opinion was not half-baked, in fact it was vicious and humble, but it was that when something happens all the time you forget the spark inside of it. Turning her head, slowly realizing where her journey was taking her. Outside, children playing ninja, civilians greeting tourists with new items in stock, and shinobi entering the administration building to receive missions of different varieties. This was the world of shinobi, born to live, die for no purpose. Stephanie rose herself out of bed, she had been sleeping for approximately thirty minutes, as of what she had thought. Looking back at the window sill, the hat still sitting on it she began to stretch and sigh. Walking only a few feet towards it, she picked it up and positioned it on her head. She put her hands on the window sill, poking her head outside. Thirty minutes ago she had made sure that her door was locked, if it hadn't, the butler would have made a statement "Young Stephanie, it is impolite to peep your way out of windows". She had planned this, as she began to leave through the building of her house. She made it across the roof, and slid down by the rain pipe. Skimming across the yard, and out the big fence. Waltzing across the street, she was able to address a few folks on the way, not losing track of time, it was a month ago she had passed the genin exam. So far, she was already acquiring more knowledge and understanding of jutsu. It was not just grasping it, but being able to use it. She would be able to beat foes to the punch, maybe not physically but mentally with illusions. If you get the joke. Stephanie carefully crept her way to the training grounds, cold fronts now surrounded her and she wished she had brought a jacket. The young thirteen year old with her headband around her shoulder, and her infamous hat on her head now looked over to an odd figure in the distance. She was inside the training grounds of Konohagakure, she had been here several times during her early ages practicing different activities. Looking ahead, the figure did not look too strange, those in this region had to be village shinobi, why would you train in another one? With her hands holding both sides of her arm, it was almost as if she was crossing her arms, stepping forward to the stranger. As she crept over, she was certain that he wasn't paying attention to her but she studied him from the five meter distance of his left, his lips began to move and she could hardly make out the words. Who was he talking too? Was he summoning something? The sun was beginning to fall beyond the horizon, their shadows stretched behind the man and to the right of Stephanie, she turned her head towards them making out something she didn't understand. She paid close attention to the man, aiming her eyes back at him, it appeared he was definitely a village shinobi. Her eyes locked upon his, and soon his to be locked upon hers if he had turned towards her. She spoke softly, "H-hello. I'm a Genin, from the same village as you" she said, not addressing her name which would be rude infact in some cultures.

Sparda had spotted the young genin before she had even entered the training grounds. Given he was skilled at sensory the moment she walked into the view of shadow Sparda had spotted her...he wondered what she was doing out on the training grounds without supervision. Genin normally had their master or squad members to accompany them, and to be honest she did not look like the type to spend hours of their night pounding on their craft to become better. She was an uchiha...he knew this information because he had seen her before. Believe it or not but Sparda knew almost everyone in the village since he liked to know everything. Watching her approach nervously and stare at him for a while Sparda chuckled lightly as she introduced herself. Turning around and facing the young lady he smiled calmly and nodded. "Yes, of course you are. Your the Uchiha i hear so much about...i am Sparda. Of the ANBU, pleasure to meet you." He replied calmly. Narrowing his eyes slightly as she locked eyes with him he cocked a brow and laughed lightly.

"You would happen to be trying to use that Sharingan on me would you?" He teased harmlessly. Keeping his hands within his pocket he looked into the distance behind her and made a face. "What are you doing out here anyway? Here to practice some techniques or something?" He asked curiously, giving her a quick look up and down. She looked like she was hiding something...meh. No matter. Sparda had little interest in the secrets of a young genin. However, he did see potential in her. Since she was an Uchiha, she would undoubtably amount to something truly great.

A New Day. The cold picked up underneath her feet, as she studied the man in front of her the sun was falling beyond the horizon. She shifted to the right letting down one of her arms lower to her knees, she continued to eye the man as he would spot her she shifted her head forward somewhat to show she was not afraid of anything. Softly, Stephanie had spoken through he lips, a lousy introduction of herself. For all he knew, she could have been a spy acting like a konohagakure genin. There was something off that Stephanie didn't know, the man had knew more then her. The man addressed himself as Sparda, as he did calmly turning around and smiling at her. The Uchiha ... he heard so much about? Was this even possible? Stephanie's eyebrows twitched as she reconginzed him for what he said he was, an Anbu.

A jounin hired for a job? This was the typical thought she had come up with, as she was suiting into more pressing matters. She rested now, eyes on him watching him as he had cocked his eyebrows in a fashion and began to laugh at her. The feeling that came into play wasn't just confusion ... but also misunderstanding. She did not understand him for more than a second, how did he know that she was apart of the Uchiha Clan? Most importantly, when? Sparda then mentioned her clan once more, yet an ability of it. How much did he know? Not only him, but others out there? How much did they know of her clan? Did they know where her parents may have been? She sighed calmly after he had only teased her, her clan was in popular fashion with the clan but she did not know she was or was she being fooled. Stephanie studied the man harder, he kept his hands in his pocket, his mask wasn't on but it was definitely tied around his neck behind his back. "Sha-" she almost made out attempting to fool the man, maybe he had gotten the wrong girl? It could have happened, but most unlikely. She noticed the man looking above her head and past her, even the way she had came from and made a face. He questioned what she was doing out here in the first place, and asked her if she needed practice with techniques or something? Stephanie narrowed her eyes towards a training log, she surely was here to train wasn't she? She looked back at the man, straight into his eyes once again with a stern, fierce look. "I just needed some fresh air, but since I'm here it would be a good idea to get something done" she said thinking. She looked down once more wondering what she could get done, and then opened up her eyes back at him. "Ninjutsu? Genjutsu? Anything would help?" she said looking back spot on at the man. She didn't mean to be rude, but one of her professions was getting down a few techniques from anyone. Anything could help, maybe even activating this bloodline would help.

This girl seemed to be very careful and somewhat defensive...every time he mentioned the word Uchiha he witnessed her expression twist with a number of emotions. He wondered if she was one of those over prideful types that hated it when anything about them was talked about...hell, he was kind of the same way. He hated it when others talked about his clan as if they knew its capabilities...and a lot of the time it got them killed because they knew so little and underestimated him. Watching as she kept on eying him he cocked a brow and took a hand out his pocket, flicking her in the forehead as he laughed. "Oh relax, don't be so defensive. I only know as much as i do because i do my homework...lots and lots of homework." He explained to her, turning around and walking a little deeper into the training grounds as she explained she was out for fresh air...maybe to learn a few things. Sparda smiled and turned his head over his shoulder to look at her once more.

"Is that so? Mmmmm, would you like to have a friendly little spar then? I would like to see what your capable of." He asked her, turning around once more to face the girl as he narrowed his eyes. He would not hurt her...but he would give her a challenge. He was interested in seeing what this girl could do and how she could adapt in combat. He would not mind giving her some pointers and tips on how to fight.

Stephanie closed doors wherever she went, they weren't locked and they weren't unlocked. They were closed, and faded away. She was protective, no matter what, if you were in her village or you were out, if you were the Hokage or you were a poor civilian. She had a mental infinite defense around her, when he flicked her head, she resisted immediately and held her hands on her head making sure her hat wouldn't be knocked off. She looked agitated when he was laughing, as she began to ignore his movements for awhile. Adjusting her hat and recalling the blurred memories of her younger life. Even more younger than she looked, she seriously looked like a ten year old. But this ten year was not fashioned by the culture of shinobi, she was fashioned by what she could do or would do or should do. Maybe it was the Uchiha abilities that had fashioned her so much, or was it something else? A power hidden deep inside of her? Something ready to come out strong as a bull? Strong as ever? Stephanie had asked the man slowly if he had anything up his sleeve to teach her, he insisted on sparring with her instead. Stephanie took a heavy sigh and let down her head, almost forgetting the man had flicked her hat. He asked if they could participate in a friendly spar, Stephanie remembers now that the only person she has been in a spar with was the butler. Stephanie continued to eye him, Sparda would turn around narrowing his eyes to her once again. She looked into his eyes, focusing now on the one technique she was going to use. Thinking back now, her last spar wasn't an easy one. Aside from being the whole reason why she is a basic in taijutsu, the butler was taunting her about physical self defense. They began a spar session in the dojo section of the mansion, enduring hard physical labor first she was put to a test as the butler processed in taijutsu. She heard names like "Leaf Gale" and "Leaf Whirlwind" a few times, after being tossed around like a rag doll, the butler gave her a break. She never learned the techniques, and is never planning on learning taijutsu techniques, but she learned a few things. If you are going to spar, make the first strike first. Her opponent was an Anbu Ranked Shinobi, he would be especially skilled in different shinobi arts. As they were eyeing each other, Stephanie could have activated her Eye Mind Reading technique but she depended on another jutsu. She squinted her eyes, then leaping backwards over and over again until she met up to fifteen meters between the two. She had been practicing this technique for a long while in the mansion but never managed to use it, due to the flames being able to burn down the entire plot of land. The butler would ditch if that happened, and she would be left alone until an orphanage picks up and adopts her into their "family". Weaving only six hand signs, in order to activate the jutsu, she shot multiple fire balls forward. As it approached Sparda, some of them would get off target and crash into logs catching them on fire. Stephanie would address after firing the small fireballs, "This is something I've picked up by myself". The widespread destruction would burn a few logs to only a crisp, it wouldn't spread a long, wide field of destruction but if it continued to spread it may have caused a wild fire. Stephanie wished to see how far she could carry this spar out for.

612/500 - Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique
✓ 1 C Rank Jutsu Learned

Sparda watched...closely...most likely she was a crafty one. Though her skills where low it did not mean she could not best him. Underestimating an Uchiha was often a fatal mistake on the battlefield. Watching her as she adjusted her hat after standing there a few moments he noticed her look up at him and give him a look of pure determination. Good...she had a spark behind that blank face of hers. Sparda put both his arms behind his back and tied them together neatly as he waited for her to attack...watching her do multiple backflips to a fifteen foot distance Sparda tilted his head...once she began to use her hand signs Sparda recognized the pattern and nodded. "Clever, but starting with such a predictable jutsu gives your opponent the ability to analyze and adapt. Fireball Jutsu is a skill that is best used when an opponent is immobilized, unfocused, or or not expecting the attack." He explained before she even finished her hand signs. By the time she began to blow out the wide diameter of fire Sparda lifted one hand, and snapped his fingers. Causing a concentrated bolt of lightning to shoot into the middle of the fire. Once it did, the bolt exploded, shattering a large area and canceling out her Fireball jutsu. Just as she shot the fire bolt, Sparda used his other hand to shoot another one all the way through the fire near her location. Not close another to burn her, but close another so the explosion would throw her back. This jutsu traveled at Taijutsu Mastery speeds, so the chances of her outrunning it where extremely low. Once Sparda was finished, he placed a hand behind his back and smiled.

"Lets make this interesting...ill give you one of two goals. The first...touch your opponent. if you do that much, ill take you out for ramen. The second..." Sparda took his mask and pointed to it. Setting it on the ground right in front of him. "Take my mask from me...do that...if you can pull it off. I'll teach you one of my custom lightning jutsu." Sparda made her an offer she would surely take...putting his hands behind his back again. He would see what she would do next.

Lighting Bomb Jutsu :