The Munchies (Sharingan training [3rd Tome])

Kuma sat at his least favorite stand about to eat his favorite meal... Ok that was a lie it was more like his 8th favorite meal but something he liked none the less. It was ramen, he sat at the stall and ordered his food. He sat and waited for it to cook. Looking on both sides he saw that he was all alone in the stand. He sighed. He must have come during the quiet hours.

Kumagawa's mind would think back to when he couldn't even get his order in considering how crowded it was. Though in minutes he would receive his order. Grabbing his spoon, he would begin to taste the broth of the soup before grabbing his chopsticks and begin digging in.

It wasn't long until he was accompanied by someone else. Though this person wasn't quite friendly to the young Uchiha. The figure would draw his blade as he prepared to strike down the preoccupied shinobi. Kumagawa being distracted barely heard the sword being drawn from its sheath and be brought down. Lifting the bowl, he threw it in the direction of his assailant. The bowl would nearly come in contact with the attacker but he quickly sliced the bowl in half. Kumagawa however didn't waist any time. With a single kick he would jump away from the man, now with one hand in his tool bag he was crotched around 5 meters from the man.

The man's face was covered. He wore no headband and had no markings indication he was from the leaf. Kuma guessed that it was a ronin that had targeted him for some reason or other. Pulling out 4 shuriken he threw them at his attacker. Being such an obvious attack the attacker sidestepped the shuriken with ease and then began to rush at Kumagawa. Kumagawa however was no fool. A single pull on the translucent string and the shuriken returned. Planting themselves firmly in the back of the assailant.

The assailant wasn't finished by this however he simply winced in pain. This caused a moment of hesitation that Kuma wasn't going to not let be taken advantage of. Pulling a kunai from his pouch he buried it deeply into the assailant's stomach. Blood slowly trickled down from the man's wound as he fell to the ground. Kumagawa withdrew his Kunai and looked at the man who was now lying near dead on the street. Kuma knew the man was about to bleed out, so Kuma only had a moment to figure out what was going on.

Kneeling by the man Kuma began speaking.

"Why are you after me?"

"Uchiha..... must.... die!"

"Who sent you?"

The man didn't respond but he did point to something in his pocket. Kuma went into it and fished out a note, telling the man to head to the forest once his mission was finished. Kumagawa smiled as he buried his Kunai in the man's neck. Kuma took his tools out of the man's body and began to walk towards the forest. He was going to figure out who was trying to kill him.

It wouldn't be long until Kumagawa would arrive at the destination determined by the instructions. He sat in a tree, hiding his presence as he awaited for whoever wanted him dead to arrive. He would sit there for hours, wondering who exactly wanted to kill him. Kuma didn't have any enemies, hell he didn't even have friends, or lovers... ok now Kuma was beginning to depress himself. He pulled out a kunai and began to scratch his kunai into the tree for every 10 minutes that he was waiting. After he placing the 12th mark he began to hear rustling in the bushes.

Kuma held his breath would he now be able to see the man or woman that wanted him dead. Fate decided the answer to that question was a firm no. A Raccoon scurried from the bush and made its way away from Kuma. Kuma sighed feeling disappointed that he got all worked up for nothing. Then his vision went dark. Once Kuma regained consciousness all he could see was pitch black. From his guess, he had been knocked out. It also helped he had a throbbing headache in order to confirm his suspicions. He also felt that he was moving, from a guess he believed he was in a cart. Well, Kuma thought I'm dead. He began to panic, his sharingan activated from the fear that began to creep inside of him.

It took a bit of hyperventilating and nearly suffocating in the sack for him to calm down. If he wasn't dead now that means they needed him for something. Though he couldn't imagine what they would want him for. He was the failure of his clan, so something like this was definitely not needed. Once the cart stopped he felt himself being pulled in a direction. At this point he could tell his hands were tied. They didn't want him pulling off any jutsu. When they took the sack off his head he was greeted with a familiar symbol. The crest of the Senju clan.

Kuma looked at it dumbfounded. "Really of all people that could send someone after my life... They choose you bastards."

Kuma's statement rewarded him with a solid punch in the jaw. A young woman would appear before him with a sly smile.

"You Uchiha, always so...impulsive, I thought you would have at least let the messenger live so he could do his job..." she said

"Messenger he was trying to kill me." Kuma retorted.

"That was only so you would pay attention." The woman chuckled. "No matter, You're gonna die today anyway, and I shall have your eyes."

"What makes you think you can take them."

"Oh, that simple you aren't the first Uchiha i had the pleasure of capturing.. though they all seem to get away, mostly due to their eyes being more mature than yours.. but you however, are still just a babe compared to them. All I need to do is trigger your third tome and kill you right after... Then the Rinnegan shall belong to the Senju clan."

"That... was a pretty big exposition dump.."

"Quiet you! Ludwig, throw this child into the pit."

With that the man by the name of Ludwig would unbound Kuma's feet and kick the shinobi into a pit. From there ronin would jump down and pull out their weapons. The woman smirked.

"Haaaavvveee fun... it will be your last."

Kuma fell into the pit and was surrounded by ronin. His hands were bound and only had both his feet and the ninja tools in his pouch at his side. Kuma smirked. He might die, but he was going to have fun doing it. Concentrating chakra to his eyes he began to dance around the room. He was avoiding attacks left and right. He knew that he couldn't fight with his hands bound. So currently he was looking for an opening. Though like finding a virgin during spring break on the beach, it wasn't as easy as he had been expecting.

Though the men here were ronin, masterless samurai they still were battle hardened men. Their swords knicked at Kuma's skin and their strikes found their way to Kuma's tender area. Before long they would have the shinobi exhausted and cornered. Kuma could tell that if his hands weren't freed he was going to die here. He could feel hopelessness creep in, but Kuma wasn't going to give up he couldn't give up. When one of the ronin attempted to bring the sword down to end Kuma's life, Kuma rushed at him. Kuma wasn't giving up, he may be the failed Uchiha but he wasn't going to die here. A third tome sprouted from the second. Using the binding as a shield he watched as the sword would slowly cut through. Once he was freed his hands began to form the appropriate handsigns.

Snake → Ram → Monkey → Boar → Horse → Tiger

Placing his fingers on his mouth, Kuma spat out an inferno at the ronin. The screams of the samurai could be heard as some roasted alive. Kuma wasn't done though, pulling a kunai from his pocket he rushed at those who were not burning. Kuma's conviction and his arm stayed true as he began to slit the throats of every person in the pit excluding himself. Kuma didn't have time to torture them or play. He wanted them dead. Slowly he climbed out of the pit. He knew the Senju gal was close by. Prepping his weapons he would walk out of the area to see a familiar face greet him.

Kuma saw as the Senju female and 20 more ronin stood behind her prepared for battle. She smiled looking at Kuma's face.

"Ahhh so you unlocked your third tome after all. Ohhh i can't wait to implant those eyes into myself."

Kuma eyes were cold but his still gave his signature smirk.

"We'll see about that."

With that he drew his weapons and the ronin began to rush.

Kumagawa rushed at the ronin. He may have been tired at first but with the adrenaline flowing through his veins, he wasn't going to let up yet. He drew his kunai and began stabbing it at whatever open vitals that he saw. His eyes made them more apparent and he could feel himself moving faster and more accurate. Was this the power she wanted? he wondered. It didn't matter though, if she wanted his eyes she was going to have to pry it from his cold corpse. Which was something that he was gonna prove she couldn't arrange.

Pulling out a hand full of shuriken. Kumagawa began to throw them. His aim seemed to be even better than before as they struck their targets, the elbow or wrist of the ronin's sword arm. With the few that landed the ronin would drop their swords or lower them, leaving them open for Kumagawa to jump by and slit their throats. Kumagawa wasn't going to let up either. When they got to close Kuma would attack their lower bodies, weakening their stance before running away. This type of style would force them to drop their guard when they came to rush him. From there Kuma would simply stab them in the vital and leave them to die.

After awhile all the ronin had fallen and it would be left between Kuma and the Senju woman. She had remained quiet the entire fight but Kuma knew she would be a tough opponent. She began forming handsigns as she moulded her chakra. Kuma seeing she was preparing a wood-style technique preformed handsigns of his own.

Ram → Tiger

From his mouth he would spew starch syrup. The entire ground was covered in it, and thanks to the woman being preoccupied with moulding so was her feet. When she completed wood would shoot out from the ground threatening to pierce Kuma's torso from where he stood. Fortunately thanks to his sharingan he forsaw this. With a single handsign he would flicker out of existance. For a moment it would seem like he disappeared. Reappearing behind the woman he once again performed the hand seals needed for the fireball jutsu. Using the last remaining bit of his chakra he fired a large fireball at the woman. With her being stuck in the trap she was unable to get away in time.

Her screams permeated through the area as she burned to death. Kuma would look over her in silence. He couldn't believe he was alive. His red eyes would fade back to their brown color. Taking a deep breath he would make his way towards the village. Unfortunately he didn't make it as he collapsed next to a tree. His entire body ached. He slowly closed his eyes for a nap, hours later he would wake up to find himself at home in his bed. Feeling groggy he looked in the mirror and activated his sharingan. One.. two... three... Kuma smiled. It looks like he finally received his third tome.

[wc: 2045]
[third tome sharingan acquired?]

Approved darling.
Third tome sharingan acquired.
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