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Akemi quickly rolled out of her bed, screaming wildly as she threw a punch into the wall in front of her. Her fist left a solid dent in the wooden wall while her hand remained mostly undamaged, minus the quick jolt of pain Akemi felt through her hardened bones. Such minor aches and pains were not near enough to stop Akemi from driving her other fist into the wall, resulting in a similar dent. Grinding her perfect teeth, Akemi sat back onto the bed, trying to restrain her anger. The confines of this small inn was simply not the ideal place to achieve any sort of tranquility, as was apparent by the dozen dents in the walls thus far. Akemi needed to escape. Grabbing her signature purple mesh collar top and tight black shorts, Akemi threw her outfit on over her bandaged body and dark red under

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  • Akemi quickly rolled out of her bed, screaming wildly as she threw a punch into the wall in front of her. Her fist left a solid dent in the wooden wall while her hand remained mostly undamaged, minus the quick jolt of pain Akemi felt through her hardened bones. Such minor aches and pains were not near enough to stop Akemi from driving her other fist into the wall, resulting in a similar dent. Grinding her perfect teeth, Akemi sat back onto the bed, trying to restrain her anger. The confines of this small inn was simply not the ideal place to achieve any sort of tranquility, as was apparent by the dozen dents in the walls thus far. Akemi needed to escape. Grabbing her signature purple mesh collar top and tight black shorts, Akemi threw her outfit on over her bandaged body and dark red under
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  • Akemi quickly rolled out of her bed, screaming wildly as she threw a punch into the wall in front of her. Her fist left a solid dent in the wooden wall while her hand remained mostly undamaged, minus the quick jolt of pain Akemi felt through her hardened bones. Such minor aches and pains were not near enough to stop Akemi from driving her other fist into the wall, resulting in a similar dent. Grinding her perfect teeth, Akemi sat back onto the bed, trying to restrain her anger. The confines of this small inn was simply not the ideal place to achieve any sort of tranquility, as was apparent by the dozen dents in the walls thus far. Akemi needed to escape. Grabbing her signature purple mesh collar top and tight black shorts, Akemi threw her outfit on over her bandaged body and dark red underwear before throwing open the room's only window. Not even bothering to close the window behind her, Akemi jumped to the adjacent rooftop, rapidly hopping form perch to perch as she moved across the upper levels of the Hidden Leaf Village. It had been three days since she had arrived back in the Hidden Lead after being beaten down at the hands of the mysterious woman. Though the woman's medical Ninjutsu and Akemi's enhanced metabolism had allowed Akemi to almost completely heal in that short amount of time, she still felt minor aches and pains with each movement of her body, every single one of them reminding her of the humiliating defeat and the ominous words the woman had cast. For whom do you fight?. The words had continued to echo through Akemi's skull ever since they were first spoken. The entire walk back the the village, in her seemingly endless nightmares over the past few day, even when Akemi was questioned by the villages ANBU forces regarding the nature of her encounter with Sigma. During the "questioning" Akemi had not mentioned a word about the woman to the ANBU. The thought of doing so hadn't even crossed her mind. Akemi had all but lied to her own village. You've convinced yourself it's for the sake of the village, but in reality... you did it for yourself. Akemi slapped herself hard, as if it was possible to knock the unpleasant thought out of her conscious mind. Why couldn't Akemi simply forget about the whole ordeal? Why did the woman's words seem to cut so deep into her mind? Why had the woman spared Akemi when she had her beaten? Why didn't Akemi say anything about the woman to the ANBU? Why was the event haunting Akemi so persistently? Why? Why was the only question Akemi could think of. Akemi stopped on top of a tall apartment complex, scanning the village for a destination. Akemi had no specific idea of what she was looking for, just something, anything to get her mind off the woman. Akemi hopped down to street level, nearly landing on a overweight woman in a black and white kimono. Startled, the woman dropped her bag of produce and cursed as Akemi. Ignoring the mad cow woman, Akemi hurried down the street, heading towards the training grounds. Akemi had not trained within the Leaf very often during her 15 year residency, as it was agreed upon to conceal her unique abilities form the rest of the village. The same precedent had been set for her predecessors, for fear that the possession of yet another unique power would only magnify the target already on the Hidden Leaf, as well as the young ninja who possessed such abilities also becoming targets. Though she held her tongue on the matter, Akemi had always been angered by this. All the sacrifices her and her masters had made for the sake of peace and the Hidden Leaf had gone unappreciated, even ignored in some cases. After his death, Hādo sensei had been denied his name on the hero's stone, simply because he wasn't officially recognized by the village, because he wasn't supposed to exist. It sickened Akemi and she would even go as far as to say... Her anger again getting the best of her, Akemi through a wild right fist, striking a concrete wall at her flank. The strike had cracked the concrete, leaving three small drops of blood and likely several small pieces of skin smeared on the material. Akemi looked at the back of her hand, noting the damage the act of rage had cost her over her first three knuckles. Though it had hurt more than the wooden wall, Akemi moved her hand and quickly confirmed nothing had been broken, or even seriously damaged. Akemi's display of anger had given her several spectators, but Akemi ignored them and continued walking towards the training field.
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