Shuu ShonboriOther Participants
: Drake - Using KouLevel/Rank:
Level 39/GeninRewards Desired:
Kagayakasu (Bright Light), Embodied Shadow, Dainamikku Entorii (Dynamic Entry), and any LP I can scratch up.
“One and two and three! Come on girls, work it, work it! Yeah!” The high pitched flamboyant voice echoed in Kyosuke’s head. A bottle of half-empty sake was within his grasp but his other ordeal was reaching for the remote that was even further. He had originally planned on watching this new work-out program for the ever attractive women in their skintight…er…tights. But alas, the man running the program was far more annoying than anyone he had ever had the displeasure of listening to. So here he was, his toes wiggling to grab the remote while his body contorted over his chair to reach the sake bottle sitting on a stool.
“Maaan…I wish Shuu-kun was here…” Kyosuke whined, untwisting his body to sit in his chair normally. That is, if one slouching halfway down the furniture would consider it normal sitting. Now Konoha’s Red Stripe was debating whether to actually get up or not. He was exhausted from another scouting mission, the assignments pouring in more frequently.
“Are you feeling weak and tired?” The irritating voice beckoned at the shinobi, the almond-haired man slowly looking up to see the perturbed image of the little man in short shorts.
“Yes…?” Kyosuke said to no one, his eyes glued to the television.
“Recovering from an injury or simply want to be stronger?” The workout trainer placed his fists on his hips, a chipper smile painted on his face which so happened to be far too close to the screen.
“Kinda…not really…” His excitement quickly died off after that last line. Although, it did remind Kyosuke of someone.
“Then come on down to my gym, where we’ll get you pumped up in less than two days!” The man then jumped into the air, confetti streaming off the sides as two half-naked body builder types started posing at either side. The image was startling, Kyosuke’s left eye twitching profusely, especially when the short shorts crept up a bit too much. But as soon as the energetic man mentioned it was free, an idea was brewing in his mind…
Quickly writing down the address, a pen and pad miraculously appearing in his hand, Kyosuke grinned. He knew just the right person…
Was the Shonbori happy? Of course not…but it was something to do, what with the lack of missions. Kyosuke had signed Shuu up to go attend this gym. To build character, he said. To build up his strength, he said. To take pictures of all the women up close, he said. And while Shuu had thrown the camera at Kyosuke’s head, the shinobi had managed to slip it in his bag anyways. So there he was, his kimono draped over one shoulder while he had a sack of clothes and other items over his other.
The air was thick, the atmosphere of Fire Country’s weather assaulting his senses. Being pelted from the sun above warmed his skin while the smell of baking trees and their leaves flittered into his nose. It was all fine and dandy but according to Kyosuke’s instructions, Shuu would have to travel quite a ways away. It would take him most of the day and if he was quick – as quick as one hobbling with nothing but a cane to support his weakened legs – he could probably reach the gym before the sun went down. It was east of the village and he had to take several twisting trails. It was basically out in the middle of nowhere.
“Why am I even doing this? I could be with my Shina-chan right now…” Shuu grumbled, placing the cane down roughly as he continued to walk along. He had seen flyers for the gym out in the village but did he really have to do this when he was getting plenty of physical therapy back home? Even after all these years, Kyosuke could still talk the genin into doing anything – no matter how ridiculous it might seem.