Name: Sato Takahiro “Hiro”
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Relatives: Sato Ichiro (Father Imprisoned) Uncle Gin (Ramen Bar Owning Uncle/legal guardian)
Personality: Takahiro is a good-natured kid, if a little hot-headed and conflicting at times, being the son of a Yakuza boss granted him a huge amount of responsibility, carrying the fate of his family upon his shoulders. Losing control of his Bijuu and failing his family completely destroyed Hiro a year ago, but since arriving in Iwa and working at his Uncle’s (upon his mother’s side) Ramen Bar over the summer after graduating the academy with relative ease really helped him leave it all behind and adapt to a lower pace, he no longer desires to bring honour to his Clan through crime, but through becoming a ninja to be reckoned with instead. He’s easily amused and disabled by spherical objects down to the nature of his Bijuu and consequently has become completely terrified of water.
Appearance: Extra: About average height for his age, Hiro has never been overly muscular. He also has a loose two pronged seal upon his chest, running across his stomach and through his belly button, his traits from the Monster Cat are his teeth, which are sharper at the canines and his eyes which are slightly more catlike in nature. His Iwa forehead protector is loosely around his neck in a knot that will slip off in case somebody attempts to strangle him with it.
History: Hiro was born son of infamous Yakuza boss, Sato Ichiro, who’d set up his own underground empire in the land of fire, he’d given up upon teaching his son of the world of business and had almost lost all hope when he’d been called into the local business academy, Hiro grades had been awful, most of the time spent in school had been upon fighting, all the time, defending his pride and in most cases, winning against elder students. Instantly, Hiro was withdrawn from school and sent away to train with the top enforcers of the local area, learning Taijutsu and Basic Ninjutsu, he rapidly became a fairly skilled ninja and by the age of ten knew all that an academy student needed to know.
His father knew of this and was busy with the search for a new heir, when suddenly the oppourtunity of a lifetime appeared, a Bijuu had arrived upon the market. Well, an unseparated one, take it out, seal it into a loyal ninja and you had a henchman for life, but seal it into a son and your family would gain.
The unsuspecting Jinchuuriki took very little time to dispatch when all of the local ninja wanted in with the Sato clan’s incredibly profitable business, Sato rapidly gained friends and allies and as a result, one Nibi. After training upon the morning of his twelfth birthday, Hiro was led down to the basement, wherein he was shown not an unusual sight, a half dead foe of his fathers, having lost an arm or a leg as punishment wasn’t uncommon and it often got worse as failure continued. But this one’s aura was truly terrifying, everybody involved seemed to have been attacked by an army of some sort a primal sense of fear echoed from the dying man, and soon enough, Hiro was knocked unconscious.
The next day Hiro woke in a burning mess, a seal upon his stomach and his collegues slaughtered as if by a monster. He looked and looked, but the only way he could find his father was featured upon the evening news as he fled from the authorities as the shady underground base burnt down. Hiro quickly pieced together the answers as he discovered a new figure in his head, the Nibi, the Monster Cat, almost a second if a little more annoying conscience. His relationship with the fugitive would make good leverage if his father wasn’t caught. Somehow he even doubted that anymore, he’d more likely be used as a weapon with his newly found powers.
Hiro fled the country to the neighbouring ninja villiage Iwa and was granted asylum in the form of Uncle Gin, as his own mother had been from the land. He had no trouble fitting in, as the kage, once informed of his Jinchuuriki status and overwhelming desire to become a successful ninja simply decided to bury his past and offer him a life in Iwa as an academy student, he quickly passed with flying colours due to his enforcer training, becoming a Genin after just one year.
Other: Nibi Jinchuuriki.
Ninja DataRank: Genin
Position: Jinchuuriki.
Village: Iwa
Chakra Nature: Katon - Fire
EquipmentNormal equipment
JutsuNinjutsu
Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu : CA technique where chakra kneaded inside the body is converted into fire, and expelled from the mouth in a massive orb of roaring flame. The scope of the attack is altered by controlling the volume of chakra that is mustered. The released flames will engulf their target, and leave a crater on the ground's surface. The fireball is normally blown through a ring made by the thumb and index finger of the user
(Most Genin should not be able to use this technique, but with the joint power of the Nibi flame enhancements and time spent training with yakuza ninja enforcers Hiro can manage it, although it is imperfect and dangerously rough due to the relationship with the Nibi being a little rocky)
Katon: Hōsenka no Jutsu: CThis technique creates small fireballs, which are spat out of the user's mouth, flying wildly in every direction and assaulting the enemy. In addition, the flames are controlled one by one with chakra, so avoiding them all is extremely, difficult. Shuriken can be hid within the flames, creating an unexpected secondary surprise attack. Like the flames they can be controlled with chakra. For the most part, however, this technique is used as a distraction
Rp Sample“You’ve been here three months Hiro... and you still can’t cook for shit.” Uncle Gin sighed, taking another refund from an unhappy customer, who was busy picking crispy Ramen from his teeth. Uncle Gin covering for his apprentice with the usual; “Forgive him, he’s my foreign nephew, he’s still new around these parts.” He scratched the back of his head with one of his hands whilst opening the till with the other and handing back the refund in exact change. “Sorry, the next one’s on the house.” He smirked lightly, pulling another bowl from his own stock and handing it to the now happy customer who’d managed to gain a free meal. He turned to his lookalike smiling and patting him upon the head. “Maybe you should go take a walk or something; you’ve got your Genin sessions beginning tomorrow, maybe go practice some of that Ninjutsu you’re actually good at rather than screwing up here eh?”
“You don’t have to tell me twice old man.” Hiro smirked, throwing his apron over his shoulder, grabbing his jacket and stepping out into another fairly beautiful Iwa sunset. He’d left withing three seconds, his new forehead protector glistening in the sun as he walked, it was a symbol of how far he’d managed to come in such a short amount of time of losing everything and he was proud to have become a ninja of his mother’s birth country. It had quickly become his source of pride, but unfortunately so far not his source of pay check... He worked in Golden Ramen for the time being to save up for new scrolls into sealing and other topics related to jinchuuruki, so far he’d managed to keep his own abilities secret, save from the Tsuchikage and the inner circle of leaders in order to live in the country with his Uncle, but he’d heard that there were others like him in the village and he was literally dying to meet them and find out more about his unusual predicament.
“Genin sessions?” Came a mocking voice in his head, the voice of the Nibi, the Monster Cat made from blue flame he was host to, it wasn’t exactly thrilled being stuck within the body of a thirteen year old and was more than happy to take a back seat, mocking and scorning. “My old master was a Chuunin... Now he was a ninja!”
“Sh-shut the hell up cat!” He shouted ruthlessly very much aware of it's laughter inside his head, whilst unaware that he was startling passersby.
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