Wandering with the sweet smell of grass

[Leler]

Tsuki looked at a long, wide field of grass. It blew slowly in the breeze. Tsuki faced it, and felt a feeling a of complete happiness, bliss, almost, came over her. The grass tickled her legs, and she laughed slightly.
"What a place. The rock is alot more tight AND rocky!" Tsuki said to the wind. It blew back, as if to respond. Her short hair snapped around. Tsuki's partial cloak blew up and around, right near her rock headband.

[issun]

Issun was sitting alone in the feild of grass. He painted a picture of it. Issun put his heart and soul into his painting, especially if they were about grass. the grass gave him comfort. He noticed a girl walk up. At first he was glad to see another person to share his happyness, then he saw the head band. he grabbed his stuff protectively.
"WHO ARE YOU? STATE YOU BUISNESS AND BE OFF," Issun shouted at the stranger.

[Leler]

"hm?" Tsuki said, looking over. She was curious to why this stranger was so unhappy at her appearance. She looked at him curiously, tilting her head. The wing snapped her in her weak spot, and she fell over.
Man, what a retard! And infront of some other guy!
Tsuki slowly got up, spitting out dirt.
so not tasty!

[issun]

she weak, come on brother, lets kill her for what shes done to us!
no brother shes done nothing to us, shes just another oe of their puppets.
Excatly, thats why we should kill her now, give me your body!
No im stayng in controll!
"whats your name," said Issun still being protective. He looked her up and down, wondering if he should let his brother kill her....

[Leler]

"Tsuki Taro. You?" Tsuki asked, dusting herself off. She spit out a last mouthful of dirt.
"Where do you train around here? I need a really hard sufrace." She asked, tilting her head. The wind blew temtinglly, and she smiled. It was peaceful, and she would probably get totally stressed over something as stupid as training. Her katanas clincked together multiple times in a sort of rhythm.

[issun]

Issun calmed down.
"train? i dont really train," said Issun. "its more like practicing. you train to get stronger, you practace to get better. and if you must know its right here." Issun sat down and went back to painting.
"so why do you severve them?" Issun said in an almost jelous tone.

[Leler]

"Who is them?" Tsuki asked, drawing her katanas. She poured her chakra into the blades, then pulled it out.
Better not totally destroy a practice field in a differnt village.
Instead, she struck the ground. Tsuki hopped that a chaotic catostaphre(sp?) wasn't about to happen. Only a minimal hole appeared at the point of contact. She backed over to another spot, held out her katanas, and started spinning. The katanas cut the grass, until Tsuki could no longer spin. At that point she was on her knees. She exhaled softly, letting out the held breath. She had found that breathing during practice was useless.

[issun]

Issun eyes grew huge, and full of tears. He clutched the cut grass in his hands.
"my family..." he said in a small voice. "WHY DID YOU KILL MY FAMILY?"
brother, kill this wench
with pleasure....
the grass in issun hands shot out like blades at the girl.

[Leler]

"WHOA!" Tsuki yelled, jumping into the air.
Wait, I left my katanas on the ground!
Tsuki spun in the air, only to have one of the grass blades peirce her leg. She screamed, and landed.
"I didn't kill your family! Unless your part of the Tsuchi Clan, I've no part in killing your family!" Tsuki yelled, clutching her leg. She landed on the ground, bent over, and sobbed silently into the cut grass and dirt. Her heart hurt worse than her leg at the accusion. (sp?)

[issun]

"this grass is my family," sobbed Issun quietly. "It took me in and gave me shelter when noone would want me."
Issun starred at the girl and sat next to her.
"the tsuchi clan, ive never heard of them? what was your beef with them?"

[Leler]

"I didn't really have much, but my student did. They were his old family, and they pushed him out so he could become the worlds greatest swordsman. Upon his return, they yelled and acted violently. So, we went on a killing spree. I'm sorry about the grass, but I think I know how to help it grow again." Tsuki said slowly. At the end, she took out a paste and spread some on the cut off stalks. They shuddered a little, and new peices of the shoot slowly started to grow up before them.

[issun]

"your student? by the looks of you, he must be strong, do you know where he is? id like to fight him," said Issun gleefuly

[Leler]

"No, I haven't a clue. Sorry. I have a new one, but who knows if he'll even show up around here when I'm on vacation." Tsuki said, shrugging. She shifted so she could bandage her leg. Carefully, she took out the blade, and pressed some gauze onto it. After that developed a dot of blood all the way through, Tsuki replaced it with another one and wrapped it up.
"Man, that hurt. How did you do that without any verbal commands or handsigns?" Tsuki asked, shifting her attention to the boy she'd never gotten the name of.
"Oh, I never got you name. What is it?" Tsuki asked, tilting her head.

[issun]

"the names Issun," Issun smiled. "my jutsus dont require hand signs, just chakra and the right meterials." He showed her his brush.
"the old man gave it to me. he was like a father to me," Issun let out a deep sigh and stared off into space.

[Leler]

"Oh, I see." Tsuki said, gazing at the brush. Tsuki had tried some drawing and calligraphy, but didn't have the hand for it. She slowly rotated it in Issun's hand, looking at it's nice bristled and beautiful shape. The brush seemed to give off it's own chakra.
"I don't do many jutsu's but I can do a kinda kekki genkei (sp?) without verbal or handsign use." Tsuki said, thinking of a better way to put it. Her eyes danced with excitment for a minute.
"Wanna see?" She asked, smiling.