Hyūga, Rihatsu

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Name: Hyūga, Rihatsu
Nickname: Riha-kun
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Village: Kirigakure No Sato
Village Rank: Genin
Skill Rank: D



Height: 5'8" [ 68 inches ]
Weight: 125 lbs [ 65 kg ]
Hair color: Pure, Blond Hair
Eye Color: White [ Due to being a Hyūga / Byakugan ]

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Looks Description: Rihatsu is fairly tall for his young age, with light blond hair dyed with orange streaks that spike backwards in a windswept style. A noticeable trait of his appearance is the mask he wears, which obscures his eyes and upper face.

He uses a pair of special combat gloves. . an 'I' appears on the back of his black, silver gloves to indicate that it is indeed his. The gloves has Roman numerals to represent 'Rihatsu' in numerical data. Though these gloves, are what he prefers for hand-to-hand combat, if necessary, he would use his bare fists instead. These combat gloves, that had no other use than it was intended for, however it was indeed very precious to Rihatsu.

He wears long black pants and black shoes that are red on the bottom, and black gloves with more red emblems on their forehand. On a more physical and combat level, he uses these black gloves as a mere tool; as an accessory. It had provided him with better aims and faster punches.



Personality Description: One of Rihatsu's weaknesses as a ninja was that he was easily distracted and misguided; one-track minded. Even though, some would say it was a disadvantage, but for him it was far from that. This is solely due to his dedication of completing a task sufficiently; without errors and focusing all of his attention on one thing, than another. This also makes him quite perceptive in a sense.

Rihatsu has a few wounds and injuries from his childhood, but instead of hiding it he was proud of it. It was a constant reminder, of how rigorously he has improved. As soon as he could walk, he was trained in every way possible. He wasn't the weak, normal carefree child, oblivious to the ninjas world.. he was resourceful, intelligent and cunning. The most proud scar he had was formed just above his right cheek, near his eyelids. It was when, his father had initiated into the Hyūga clan and had to survive in Konoha's famous, renowned wilderness; the forests. He had to hunt, survive and sleep. The receptive cycle for almost a week without food.

Likes: [ Fighting, Ramen and Sparring ] If there was anything Rihatsu would go crazy for, it was martial arts or combat. He was rigidly trained to fight as soon as he could walk. Since he was raised by a stern yet kind father, he had had to set a mordern example. However, despite being forced into the matter, grew Rihatsu to love fighting as a sport; he was set upon doing things his own way and having fun; to prove that, simply, he wasn't doing it for anyone but himself.

Ramen was also one of his favourite snacks to eat and was a perfect distarctions from the ninja world, although he was quite picky on the flavours and ingredients.

Dislikes: [ Snobs, Scum and Feeling Inferior  ] Scum. He hated the very mention of the word. Although he didn't have his own unique definition; all Rihatsu needed to know that scum, were cowards who would abandon their comrades or do things to satisfy their needs. At least, that's what he has been taught ever since he was young. It even became, one of Rihatsu's moral ninja codes.

Another trait about people he disliked was; snobs. He didn't like how some people easily flaunted their abilities as if they owned the place. He liked those who were confident with their abilities; but not concieted people who would dare to pick on anyone else that wasn't exactly exquisite in their talents.

Catch Phrases: "It's funny... I wasn't even trying"

Nindo: "The only way one can truly achieve their dreams is by accomplishing it. Anything else, is just a misconception or rather, false hope."



Element Affinity: Katon [ 火遁 ]
Sub Element Affinity:



History: Rihatsu, wasn't conceived like the others, it was rare case where his mother was physically unfit and had a high-blood pressure, thus having no choice but to surgically take out the newborn baby. Rihatsu, thanks to the operation, was luckily alive and kicking. However, once the medical ninja team had arrived, his mother was already declared dead whilst, a tearful father grasped, his wifes' hand, for support. To him, his wife died, sacrificially in his arms and he would protect and cherish their son.

Thus, as soon as he could walk, he was determined to be physically "stable" to be trained. Of course, nothing too extreme..yet. His father, Ryunnouske only went over the basics of a ninja; the norm and the ordinary. He slowly went into the advanced training, when he believed him to be ready; that time, however would not be long.

He was vigorously trained at the age of ten, which was spilt into parts; how to withstand interrogation and to manipulate and lie when needed, to fight in various combat styles and to use basic ninja weaponry. Ryunnouske of course was lenient in the weaponry and made him train with weapons only he could utilize at his level.

Upon entering the academy, Rihatsu was often sought after by many fangirls and determined rivals. Both, he quickly evaded and managed to defeat. He often mingled with other students, but part of his training was to be wary and cautious. His whole life was drilled with a systematic cycle of do's and don't. It was pretty rational, really. If you tell a child something repeatedly; then wouldn't wouldn't it be normal, for it to drilled in their heads as they get older?

Anyhow, Rihatsu was always the top of his class; at his level anyway. But despite being preservative, he couldn't help but admit the academy did pay him off to be more hardback, than he usually was. He would often learn new things here and there, but nothing too unheard of or uncalled for. After only being a year in the academy, he was immediately asked to take the genin exam and passed with flying colors!

Rihatsu was finally assigned to team, where he was tested to his limits. His teammates were often wondering why such an adept student could be only at a genin level? They often grew innocently jealous, but they still worked as a team and he too, gradually, slowly started to trust them, letting his mouth speak before his mind, telling them things, he has never told anyone before. His sensei would often evaluate his progress and it was stone clear that Rihatsu stood no chance..yet against a Jonin, still there was obviously potential.

RP Sample: Rihatsu had drifted off into his own collaboration of endless, thoughts and at some point was tuned by Aki, his fellow teamate. He didn't pay much attention though. He focused solely on filling his stomach up.
"RIAHATSUU!" Aki shouted, a little louder than she intended, her flushed cheeks grew ever so pink and golden, brunette locks swayed, as she reached to touch her lips. "Oooops"

His stomach released a long and odd sounding growl that interrupted Aki.

Teichi, however had shot death glares, specifically towards him. "I promise, Masashi-san this will be the last I.O.U., please?" Rihatsu clenched his hands together and begged the man who rolled his eyes and served him one of his famous bowls of ramen. Rihatsu's mood switched immediately and he picked up a couple of chopsticks. "Itadakimasu!" he shouted gleefully.

Rihatsu, knew the old man couldn't resist! After all he was one of his top recurring customers and since the war is taking it's toll on resources, what yet better, than companing yo' old man.

He splitted the chopsticks, with his hands and dove right in to his bowl of ramen. The look on Techi's face showed a level of nostalgia that he held each time Rihatsu came in. He had watched him grow from the average boy to the fine, sufficently skilled ninja he was.

Techi, seemed like a grandfather he never had to Rihatsu. He quickly ignored Techi's casual staring and blinked a few times while slurping long strands of noodles. He eyed his big old man for a moment before deeming the exchange nonchalant and satisifiying.