If there isn't I'm sure we could invent one. Shodaime had an affinity for leafy jutsu IIRC.
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Shikanenai tried to pretend that he hadn't seen the rather obvious fake rock that was creeping up on the team. It was an ugly ruse, but it was better than seeing the travesty that was inside. For the fifth time that week he weighed the merits of battering the box until it actually looked like a natural rock against the flaws of ANBU dragging him in front of the Hokage to explain the hospitalisation of Sarutobi Konohamaru.
Not worth it. Damn.
"Burning Power of -!" The rest of the sentence was 'Youth Explosion Jutsu' but 'Nenai had bullied his cou- er, twin brother into devising a variant of the family's technique that would force the target's facial expression to mimic that of the user. And since his lips were sealed, so were those of the Konohamaru Corps as they were frozen in mid-attack upon their leader's 'Great Rival'.
Katsu and Neshan looked on with sympathy masked by rough humour. "It's good that the children have someone to look up to," Katsu observed wisely.
"Lee's really very good with children," Neshan agreed as Shikanenai raked the eight-year-olds with a depressed look.
After a minute, the Nara released his prey.
"Very perceptive!" Konohamaru shouted. He was truly as loud as his inspiration. "Just as I expect of my Great Rival!" He puffed up his chest and thrust out an upraised thumb.
Shikanenai gave him an unamused look. The boy had managed with obvious effort to tame his hair into what was recognisably a bowlcut, and was wearing a rather baggy green jumpsuit. The genin could only be glad that the rest of 'Team Konohamaru' hadn't followed suit. Instead, Udon was wearing leather wrap around his head and a baggy jacket, while Moegi had adopted a chinese shirt and had cut her hair into two small bobbles.
"Konohamaru," 'Nenai said, with obvious effort to keep his temper under control. "I want your firm promise to forever abstain from spandex."
"But that would mean I couldn't be like Lee-sensei! and Maito-ji-sama," the boy protested only to recoil as Shikanenai's clawing fingers barely missed his throat. Neshan and Katsu exchanged glances and seized their red-faced teammate by opposite arms.
"Do you remember the first rule?" Neshan asked the kids brightly.
"When in danger or in doubt, run for your life?" Moegi asked sunnily.
Katsu gave them an evil grin and nodded. Shikanenai managed to pull forward by about a step, dragging the other two behind him. Team Konohamaru got the point almost immediately.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
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Shikanenai tried to pretend that he hadn't seen the rather obvious fake rock that was creeping up on the team. It was an ugly ruse, but it was better than seeing the travesty that was inside. For the fifth time that week he weighed the merits of battering the box until it actually looked like a natural rock against the flaws of ANBU dragging him in front of the Hokage to explain the hospitalisation of Sarutobi Konohamaru.
Not worth it. Damn.
"Burning Power of -!" The rest of the sentence was 'Youth Explosion Jutsu' but 'Nenai had bullied his cou- er, twin brother into devising a variant of the family's technique that would force the target's facial expression to mimic that of the user. And since his lips were sealed, so were those of the Konohamaru Corps as they were frozen in mid-attack upon their leader's 'Great Rival'.
Katsu and Neshan looked on with sympathy masked by rough humour. "It's good that the children have someone to look up to," Katsu observed wisely.
"Lee's really very good with children," Neshan agreed as Shikanenai raked the eight-year-olds with a depressed look.
After a minute, the Nara released his prey.
"Very perceptive!" Konohamaru shouted. He was truly as loud as his inspiration. "Just as I expect of my Great Rival!" He puffed up his chest and thrust out an upraised thumb.
Shikanenai gave him an unamused look. The boy had managed with obvious effort to tame his hair into what was recognisably a bowlcut, and was wearing a rather baggy green jumpsuit. The genin could only be glad that the rest of 'Team Konohamaru' hadn't followed suit. Instead, Udon was wearing leather wrap around his head and a baggy jacket, while Moegi had adopted a chinese shirt and had cut her hair into two small bobbles.
"Konohamaru," 'Nenai said, with obvious effort to keep his temper under control. "I want your firm promise to forever abstain from spandex."
"But that would mean I couldn't be like Lee-sensei! and Maito-ji-sama," the boy protested only to recoil as Shikanenai's clawing fingers barely missed his throat. Neshan and Katsu exchanged glances and seized their red-faced teammate by opposite arms.
"Do you remember the first rule?" Neshan asked the kids brightly.
"When in danger or in doubt, run for your life?" Moegi asked sunnily.
Katsu gave them an evil grin and nodded. Shikanenai managed to pull forward by about a step, dragging the other two behind him. Team Konohamaru got the point almost immediately.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.