Konoha Village Fair(Open, No post Order, Nk)

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A cool and soothing breeze wafted through an open window of the Watarase household. Jun's slender necked craned over to the open window in the kitchen. He smiled warmly as he felt the breeze kiss his face. It was a nice contrast to the blazing oven that was burning just a few feet away from him. His small brow was dripping sweat and he felt absolutely disgusting. He'd been slaving over a hot oven all morning! He'd have to take a shower or something before he went to the fair. He looked out at his kitchen and just about every surface was covered with some sort of delicious  baked good or confection. Cupcakes, Real Cakes, Puddings, Tarts, Pies, Crepes, Eclairs, Traditional French Pastries, Cheese Pockets, Danish Pastries: Assorted Fruit, Chocolate,Cinnamon Nut Sticks, Chocolate Danish Strips, Cinnamon Twists,Napoleons,Cinnamon Buns: Regular, Apple Caramel, Apple Turnovers, Mini Black Bottom Cupcakes,Apple Bettie's. You didn't know that jun was such a prolific baker now did you? Well you shouldn't be surprised.

Jun himself was dressed in his usual slacks, and white dress shirt, canvas sneakers, and a loose tie. However because he was baking he didn't want his pure white shirt to get stained so he had to put something on right? Of course! So naturally being Jun he put on a Pink Apron with a big ol' red heart right in the middle of his chest. The apron had big frilly fringe all around it, and just looked absolutely girl, and for the life of him Jun just could't figure out why all the boys at the academy thoght that he was a girl. Probably the shapely butt, thin waist, smooth face, and plump lips. Plus he was pretty sure that he could use his eyelashes to cast a wind jutsu. He was currently putting on the finishing details on one of his cakes. He was squeezing the home made white icing onto the black chocolate surface of the cake. There's a ding at the oven, and Jun lifts his head to look over at the timer. His crowning acheivment, the Mango Carrot cake was ready!

He sat his icing dispensing thing, down on the counter and wiped his brow. His forearms left a long line of white flour on his sticky forehead. He grabbed a pair of oven mits, and slid them onto his hands. The looked like a girafte's head, and a Lion's head, and the thumbs and fingers made a mouth. Jun just thought they were so cute. He pulled that hot pan out of the oven and took a big whiff of his delicious cake. Cooked to perfection! Naturally. He set the cake down and let it set for a few minutes before he decorated. He picked back up his icing, and finsihed decorating the other cake. Red velvet, since I know o're just dying to know what type of cake it was.

When all the cakes, and treats were finished being decorated, he'd had to wrapped them all up in containers, and boxes. His kitchen had gone from looking like a bakery had explosed to looking like he was getting ready for a big move. Jun sighed as he looked out at everything. How was he going to get all of this to the fair in time? Then the light bulb flashed in his mind. Well there was a certain dragon who owed him a favor...

-An hour or so later-

Jun let out a proud sigh as he looked out over his vast baking booth he'd managed to set up. He'd crossed several other sweet booths on his way here, but they were just soccer moms helping out. They didn't stand a chance when up aginst the Watarase Family secrets. It's true that the watarase had a reputation as swordsmen, however they have a less well know but equally noble reputation of being bakers of some renown.

He'd taken a shower, changed cloths, and taken off that beautiful apron since we last saw him. His dark pink hair, was perfectly styled, and his full eyelashes somehow looked even more lush today. He could have run a pretty popular kissing booth, if this whole baking thing didn't work out, but of course that was ridiculous. Jun had rice crispy treats after all.

He was unboxing all of this yummies, as the fair was getting ready to open up. It was a large charity carnival that was being held to help raise money for the city. Jun was just happy to get the opportunity to help his home without having to kill or hurt something for once. He couldn't wait until he'd sold all his goods so he could got play around the fair, because everything looked really cool! There was a kissing booth, and there was that Cute Inuzuka girl manning it. A pie eating contest, a lot of people were entered into that, but Jun didn't know why. There was an Akimichi guy enrolled into it these year, the others didn't even stand a chance. There were clowns and performers everywhere, games, fun houses, haunted houses, houses on auction. Jutsu demonstration. Sparring practices, there was even a martial arts tournament being held! There was literally something for everyone here. Whoever had planned this out had really done a great job.

Off in the distance Jun could hear loud cheering as the front gates opened and the good people of the leaf village came pouring it the fair grounds. Jun's heart was beating pretty fast for some reason, and he felt a little silly for it. He didn't really have anything to be scared about, his cakes were perfection. Maybe he was just excited to be a part of something so important to the village. He wasn't entirely sure what they spent all their money on, but he was sure it was for something relevant to their safety and protection.

He took a final moment to set all his stuff in just the perfect position. They way they were presented was just as important as how they tasted. He was a watarase man after all! They were anything but slobs!

Let the good times roll!

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Off in the distance a male with bright white hair could be seen. On his face he was grinning from ear to ear walking forward. As he drew closer it was visible to see his own clothing, oddly enough his clothing matched the fair's genre but not the village clothing at all in fact he stood out amongst the other villagers. His clothing was that of a bright white kimono tied down by a black belt that held black baggy pants. He was dressed as if he was a samurai however his foot protection or shoes were that of standard leaf ninja shoes. He would grin as he waved his hand directed to the other villagers that passed by him. He would look around noticing all the festivities he was very interested, however the sad part was by order of the Hokage, shinobi of Chuunin rank and above were required to help out. Next to him a man who was identical to however much like him was oddly dressed. The left side of his body is completely covered up in wraps and his white hair was a bit longer from the back.

He would grin even more as he saw a female sitting behind a booth, he would look at her before looking at at his identical wrapped up copy and grin. The one who looked like him gave him a serious look before speaking. ""Gunji you are here to help not here to hit on girls, you are that of a dragon slayer and Jotei clan, be respectful and go meet the one you were appointed to meet so that he can give you a job." The one who was called Gunji would look at him before grinning even more. "Oh come now Lagia I have no clue what you mean, just looking at the sights I just happened to see the female. I know I am here to help, but does it have to be a chuunin to tell me what to do. . .Well I guess it can't be helped. Now lets see who has potential to be the one named. . .Jun" He would lift his hand up to his head as he searched, suddenly he saw a villager with pink hair.

He would look at the one called Lagia again before grinning. Lagia would just shrug and take a sigh of annoyance. Gunji would ignore it before walking up the villager before noticing it was a boy and not a girl. "Pardan me, but I had thought you were a girl, it appears I was wrong, pink hair. . .confused me you see. Anyway, my name is Gunji, say would you know where I might find the one named Jun?" He would smile as he lifted up his hand in a waving manor. Behind him stood the one in wrappings named lagia, he would stand there looking serious as Gunji would look opposite with a giant grin on his face.

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"Princess! Princess! PRINCEESSSSSSS!" Gawain honorable and eternal protector of the second Mizukage had somehow managed to loose his young charge within minutes of entering the fair grounds. Okay don't you dare judge him! In his defense she was a highly trained shinobi. Actually it should be more surprising that he didn't loose her more often.

Today he was wearing a long silk Kimono, white in color and beautiful to behold. He didn't really care much what he wore, but the princess insisted that they look their best at all times. It was pretty good attire for a day out. Of course he wasn't entirely sure if the princess understood that concept of formal wear, and casual outing wear. He feared the kimono might have been the latter, but her face just lit up when she saw him in it, so how could he deny her?

But logic would dictate that she wouldn't' be terribly hard to find when she was running around fair in a freaking Kimono! The pink hair alone should have been enough to make signal her location.

He knew he shouldn't have let her come here. She gets too excited and runs off sometimes. They weren't even really members of this village so they didn't even need to help out around here! Blast. He thought it would just be a fun day for the two of them to enjoy, some fun and games. Well that might still be the case, but the game they were playing was hide and go seek, it would seem.

"Princess!" By this point Gawain was just short of throwing people over his shoulder in search for his charge. "Princess where are you?" It was those darn Carnies! Traveling vagrants that hopped from town to town, enticing people with their rigged games and dangerous rides. They arrived in the middle of the night, stole children, and ran off with them, turning them into future generations of ambition less Carnie trash! Oh god. Just imagine Gwynevere as some carnival side show. He shuddered at the thought. Worse yet... a clown!

Gawain put the horrid thoughts aside, and kept on is search. No one would stop him from his quest! No one!

That is until he ran into a clown making balloon animals for a group of kids.

Gawain blanched at the site. Clowns...

Worse yet he was giving out his seditious rubber puppets to the youth of the village, to children! Gwyn was children! That bastard probably know where she was! He cracked his knuckles as he approached the pasty faced circus performer. He had some questions that needed answered, and he wasn't just clowning around.

"Hey there big guy! Care for an animal?" The Clown asked in a ridiculous voice.

Gawain froze when he felt the clown's gaze upon him. He noticed that his clenched fists were sweaty, and cold. "Uuuuuuh." Gawain muttered. Just look at that thing. It was horrible. That big nose, those feet, the gloves.... horrifying. "Uuuuuuh." He spoke once more.

"I'll take that as as yes!" The clown announced twisting a length of balloon into a balloon, hat before placing it on Gawain's head. "There you go bud!" He gufawed giving gawain a hearty slap on the back.

Gawain blushed, intensely embarrassed. "Thanks." He choked.

(2077/10000)

Kakashi strolled around the village during the time most events were already in their most "climatic" stages- their most intense points. The entrance he came from was near a fencing tournament that gently arose in competition; the population of it all exponentially increasing. It seemed this tournament was just for practice. The people who made their way into the fencing tournament most likely enjoyed the use of swords, and planned to become Kenjutsu users if or when they became true shinobi of this village. When noticed, Kakashi would be invited to become a judge for this particular event, which he gladly accepted. He had never used swords before, but was interested in learning how exactly people used them in battle. All he was asked to do was wait until one of the competitors was successfully struck in the chest by the upper point of the blade, covered by a safety stamp. The members of this competition obviously knew when to start, along with how many points each would have to get before a loser and winner could be determined, so this portion of the challenge was no problem. The most difficult part of Kakashi's role in this competition was placing these competitors in a table to determine who should be in what seed, and who should have better odds of winning the tournament, altogether. Kakashi sighed in response.

When the registry of this event closed, both the staff and members had 30 minutes to meditate and prepare themselves hopefully to achieve victory and success in this event. Kakashi used this time to observe his surroundings. As far as he could tell, many other volunteers were taking care of their own events, while some specific volunteers had chosen to be the star of the show. For example, if Kakashi could recall, there was a considerably skillful ninja hosting the kissing booth nearby. Kakashi laughed just watching the poor girl. There would probably be desperate men trying to get their first kiss over there, though Kakashi could not blame them; the girl looked quite attractive. Five minutes had already passed just from Kakashi looking around. He chose to use the rest of this time to meet other volunteers. He eavesdropped on one conversation, and decided to head towards one white-haired male that had been called out by the name "Gunji." The name was sort of familiar, considering Kakashi had heard quite a lot of names pertaining to Konoha-nin solely from past experience. Profiles were often dropped, and the more well-known shinobi were often called from afar for various tasks. Otherwise, Kakashi figured that maybe he could have passed by these people at fortunate times. Albeit, it was still good meeting new people. "Nice to meet you, sir." Kakashi greeted in a soft tone, "The name is Kakashi, and you are...?" This greeting could of course be considered awkward, though all Kakashi wished to do was introduce himself at the time; even if it meant breaking his code of being usually silent towards others. Well, he supposed Konoha-nin had an exception. They were his ticket into the village, anyway.

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Jun was drowning in money! Figuratively. That is to say that his booth of goodies and confections was a big hit! His table was rapidly gaining new free space as people bought and devoured his goods by the bakers' dozen. Better than that the strong box he was suppose to keep the money in was growing nice and fat. If this whole ninja thing was to fail for some reason Jun supposed that he could make a pretty decent wage as a baker. Not a bad idea. He was far less likely to loose an arm in that profession at least.

For the briefest of moments his booth had hit a lull in the action, just enough time for a new comer to approach the stand. un had never seen this person around the village before, but he'd been away a while so new people were bound to show up. "Pardan me, but I had thought you were a girl, it appears I was wrong, pink hair. . .confused me you see. Anyway, my name is Gunji, say would you know where I might find the one named Jun?" The man announced in a friendly anner.

Jun just gave him a annoyed sigh. It's not that he wasn't used to getting mistaken for a girl, it's just he wished it didn't happen with such frequency! One day he was going to grow a moustache, and then everyone would acknowledge Jun as a manly man! Until then his boyish good looks were going to have to get him by. Besides! Was pink hair really so uncommon for boys? Jun knew plenty of guys with pink hair... he couldn't really think of any at the moment but he was sure he knew at least two. His mother was the one with pink hair in his family, but he was sure that that didn't mean anything. Pretty sure at least.

Jun shook his head, and he tried to think of other guys with pink hair. He'd have to worry about that later. Not that he was overly offended By Gunji's statement in the first place. "I am He, what can I do for you?" Jun answered bring up a fresh tray of cinnamon rolls from beneath his stand. He uncovered and laid out the sticky treats, before putting a clear lid over them. He'd grab a damp cloth and wash away any stray icing from his hands. Then before Gunji could actually answer a complete new comer entered into the conversation interrupting the white haired male and his strange companion.

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"Princess! Princess!" Gawain shouted at the top of his lungs. He was at the very tip of the highest roller coaster in the entire fair. He was screaming his head off looking for his young charge. "Princess!" The sun was glistening behind him. His face was now painted in a similar manner as a clown. You know once you get to know those godless savages they were just like humans. They'd even accepted Gawain as one of their own, which was really sweet of him.

Back to the manner at hand. Royalty was somewhere out here in this fair, and Gawain had no idea where she was. He'd cleverly managed to meld into the carny society. After some thorough investigation and a little face painting he learned that these guys weren't into the kidnapping business.  This actually threw Gawain for quite the look. His mother had always told him that show folk would steal him away from home if he wandered away too far. It suddenly felt like his entire world was crashing down around him. What else had she told that was a lie? Was Santa Claus even real?

"Hey Asshole get out of the way!"

After that we notice that Gawain isn't the only person at the top of the rollercoaster. Infact there were several dozen other people here with him. Of course they were all in the car, and were actually riding the roller coaster. Gawain has his foot on the head of the very front car and was keeping it from finishing it's climb up the track. The gears on the machine were grinding and making really loud and unpleasant sounds. He was also keeping the car from falling backwards down the track, because he wasn't a complete jerk.

"Patience friend." Gawain announced cooly. "When I find the princess you can continue with your merriment."

His eagle like, human eyes scanned the fair ground. If he were a little girl, with the ability to melt an entire village, where would he be? Bumper Cars.

He was getting ready to go there. But THEN! He witnessed a small bob of pinking making it's way across the fairgrounds. That was her!

With a big push off, he launched from the tip, and flew at the pink. Behind him he heard much cheering, and a loud "Finally!" As the car finally mad it's way over the hill. Gawain smiled. He was glad to know that so many people were happy he'd found the princess.

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There was a long moment of silence, as no one in the group seemed to interesting at explaining themselves at the moment. Jun shifted awkwardly in place as he waited for someone to talk. Even as he did it seemed like neither of the people wanted to speak over the other so the long moment of silence prevailed. "Well, um... If you guys don't have anything to say, would you mind hitting the bricks? You've got a line forming and I've got some cakes to sell." He was hoping that at least by saying this he'd be moving them into action of some sort.

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Palace sighed to herself as she waited for the gates of the fair to open up. She ran over the instructions in her head one more time. Take the guests money, but the seal on their hand, wish them a good day. Easy enough. This was Gwyn's first time actually using Fuinjutsu. She figured it couldn't be too hard though. She was an Uchiha after all. All things came to them with ease, for they were the most glorious of all clans.

The gates opened up and the populace came through. She took each Guest's hand and placed the mark seal upon their hand. Just as she though! Simple as pi. Three point one four my friend, three point one four. With her blood, and natural abilities palace felt as if there was nothing that she couldn't master.

Two hours passed, and her shift at the gates was over, not too bad. She'd become awfully adept at using that mark seal thought. She was placing it on two people at a time one with each hand!

Business was over and it was time for play. She'd told Toshiro when her shift was over, and that she'd meet him over at Jun's baked good line. Jun was Palace's BFF so they had to meet up even for a little bit.

Finding Jun's stand was actually harder than Palace would have imagined. It was completely cloaked by a sea of people trying to get their hands on some of his sweets. She had to elbow her way though the crowd, and the entire time she had Hypalta's voice in her head telling her to just melt them all way, and clear the path. For an adorable little pixie of a dragon, Hypalta was a F-Ing Physcopath.

"Excuse me, pardon me, watch your head, oh watch out, move it! Uchiha coming through! Move it!"

She finally burst from the wall of people and flew out stumbling her way over to jun, two white haired dude and Kakashi her squad mate. "Oh hey guys!" She announced trying to regain her composure. Her crash had interrupted even the interruption! Haha! Try to figure that time line out!

She brushed her bangs out properly and took a breath. "So Jun Tell me have you seen a kind of short white haired fellow around here yet? He's my date, and I'm suppose to meet him here." She squinted and gave Jun a funny look. "That's right babe. I'm here because you're a landmark not because I like you."

She leaned over Jun's Table and rested her arms. "Hey Kakashi." She nodded her head, and looked over at the white haired fellows. She was getting a vibe of them. "Don't think I've seen you two around before. You Ninja?"

(5013/10,000) I care not for who responds so long as someone does!

The male dressed in the kimono would go to react as he heard Jun react saying that was indeed who he was.  About to respond he found himself rudely interrupted, he would look around shrug his shoulders and grin some more, he looked at Lagia afterwords.  Seemed like he really didn't mind the rude interruption, it was at that point a large awkward silence took over the area.  He would sigh before grinning again, well what's done is done.  He tried to talk, he would simply just tell the Hokage he couldn't find Jun, that it was next to impossible.  'Well, um... If you guys don't have anything to say, would you mind hitting the bricks? You've got a line forming and I've got some cakes to sell.' Damnit, now he had to tell him. . .He would grin still as he was about to speak "Lord Hokage has instructed me to take your. . ."

Suddenly he would hear the rustling of customers who of which that were lined up behind Gunji.  He would grin as he would look through all the commotion.  Then he heard it. 'Excuse me, pardon me, watch your head, oh watch out, move it! Uchiha coming through! Move it!' He would grin even more once again looked at his partner in wraps.  He would grin before noticing something off, Lagia too noticed something, Lagia would look tense before Gunji simply held up his hand in a waving fashion, this was his way of saying hold on without giving notice to it looking like anything else other than a wave to say hello.  Lagia would respect this motion and hold off on his attack.

What had Lagia so tight recently? Suddenly he saw her, a female who claimed to be an uchiha stumble through crashing through the crowds.  Gunji would just chuckle before reverting to his normal grin like facial expression. He would have his hand up still as if to say hello. 'So Jun Tell me have you seen a kind of short white haired fellow around here yet? He's my date, and I'm suppose to meet him here.' Gunji would grin, he looked at Lagia, Lagia suddenly sighed he knew what Gunji was gonna do.  He just turned away ignoring the whole scene he wanted nothing to do with what Gunji might do next. He would just grin letting her finish her talk about how she was using Jun for the spot of a meet up with some random white hair guy who was short.  Well Gunji wasn't short but he had White hair, maybe he could pull something out of his ass right?  Then she turned to him and spoke to him, he would just grin as he heard 'Don't think I've seen you two around before. You Ninja?'.  He would smile in a deep grin before speaking.

 "My my my, you don't remember me? Why I am your white haired date. . .or at least I would say that if I was actually short which alas I am not.  For shame" He would grin shrugging his shoulders before speaking again. "Where are my manners, My name is Gunji Osaka, I am the Head of the Osaka branch of the Jotei clan.  This over here. . .Well now seems he doesn't want to interact, but he is Lagia.  Don't mind him he is just a bit grumpy but he is a softie at heart trust me." He would grin before looking at his identical self who was in wraps.  Softie huh? He looked anything but it.  He would look back at the Uchiha girl before he finally sensed something. He would grin even bigger. "my my my, What do we have here. . .a dragon? Well that is uncommon here in the village hidden the leaves, wouldn't you say Lagia?"

Lagia would just stand there not moving, he was silent.  Odd, now he didn't want to interact.  He would just stand there and Gunji would just laugh and grin.  "Well anyways, it was a pleasure meeting you, Uchiha girl who stumbles and cuts through bakery lines.  I have not seen your date, but I do wish you well on it." He would smile i his grin like always. Lagia again just stood there.

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"Up up! Jump! Good Girl." She patted Hiyami on her brown furry head, and tossed her a treat. Imagine her luck! A circus performance looking for trained wolves at the fair she was required to help out in! Life was good, and so was she. These podunk people could hardly get their dogs to sit let alone perform the type of moves that her and her pups were capable of. They could spin and burrow through earth don't you know?

So there she was standing in the middle of a large group of civilians. She had a hoop, had a stand, a beach ball was around there somewhere. She was wearing goofy elf shoes with bells, as well a large orange baggy pants. She also wore a horizontally striped orange vest, with purple lines, and a jesters hat. Fun fact, this was not the uniform she was suppose to use. This was an outfit that she already had hanging around in her closet somewhere. You'd have never had expected something like that out of Gwyn now would you? She liked to pretend that she was serious, and when it came to matters of the forest she was, but when she was in the town. She didn't give a flying F what people thought.

Her dogs were jumping through hoops, balancing balls on their noses, and playing dead. Much to the amazement of the mundane crowd that surrounded her. She had a top hat down on the floor nearby that was swimming in coins and small change. As she gave her performance she couldn't tell if they were being generous or just cheap. There were a lot of joins in that hat, but Gwyn didn't see a single dollar bill, or any paper denotation of currency which is accepted as legal tender in this world.

"Alright folks! I hope you're all ready for my finishing act, because it's a kick in the pants. Now I just want to remind everyone that this is a charity event to help support the Leaf armed forces, and police departments so if you've got any loose change, put it in the hat!"

She kicked away the stand and got down on all five moves. "Now this following move is a technique only known the the Inuzuka clan of the leaf village." She craned her head over the the darkest furred of her Ninkin. "Dakota! Up up!" The dog jumped up on Gwyn's back and took it's position. She grunted a little bit as his claws dug into her back, which only had a small layer of cloth protecting it. She really should have clipped those stupid nails of his. Aw he'd never forgive him after that! How would he hunt?

"This one's called the man best clone, and I just want to assure everyone that what I'm about to do is considered safe. Now without any further adoo, I present to you: The Man beast clone!" Both she and Dakota were enveloped in a thick cloud of smoke as their jutsu went to work.

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Toshiro awoke from a nightmare, and took a shower, he got nice and smelling good, and he would put on a white button up shirt and a black coat over it, black slacks and black dress shoes, he even slicked his hair back, he had a date with a rather lovely lady to keep, then when he looked at the time he gasped, he was late for the date, how could he do that, he would rush out the door at a full tilt run, using building sides to dodge people He made it to the fair in record time, but he was still late, and he would begin to rush through the crowd, most likely pissing people off even as he shoved his way through the crowd, then suddenly he shoved a kid with white hair, another male it seemed, he mumbled a sorry to him and went to rush off, then he noticed her standing right there "Oh hey Palace" Toshiro gave her a soft smile, his eyes glinting softly, he walked over to her and slide his hands into his pockets "Sorry I kept you waiting, another nightmare happened" at this point he had told her of his reaccuring nightmare, his arm in its usual position, hole open between his arm and side for her arm to slide in between, he would then ask her which ride she wanted to go on

Poor skinny jun never even got the chance to talk. Poor kid, one day he'd grow a spine and then he'd be something. The white haired fellow began to talk to in an entirely too familiar way. His smile went on for days, and didn't seem to stop, which palace wasn't too sure she appreciated. It was a little creepy to be honest. However he did mention being the head of a branch of a clan, so no matter what the case she had to respect that. She'd never heard of the clan he was talking about, but a clan head was a clan head. And even the heads of the smallest clans were still almost at the level of a basic Uchiha.

Almost.

He was however far to close and familiar with his better for her liking.

'Melt Him!' Hypalta announced within Palace's head.

'No!' Palace screamed back mentally. 'I can't just melt a person!'

'Sure you can! I taught you how.' Even when she was talking about such things Hypalta's voice was sweeter than a sugar cookie.

'But that doesn't mean I'm going to!'

'Why not you don't like him right?'

'Listen you pint sized physco!'

As she announced that Hypalata flew into view of Gunji. "my my my, What do we have here. . .a dragon? Well that is uncommon here in the village hidden the leaves, wouldn't you say Lagia?" He said.

With the attention now on her Hypalta laid down on the table of treats and started rolling around cutely. As she did her sweet little voice said "Po, Po.... Po." It couldn't have been any cuter if she tried. Someone might be tempted to pig the little dragon up and give it a hug. Of course if they squeezed too hard they'd end up pushing a cloud of corrosive mist out of her mouth, and into the tightly packed crowd of people. Palace had never really considered the fact that she was carrying a bio-hazard around with her, up until now that is.

"Yeah her name's..." Palace didn't get to finish her sentence because as she was talking Toshiro came knocking into Gunji. "Oh Hey Toshiro!" She announced happily greeting him upon his arrival. She gave him a sympathetic look when he mentioned another nightmare. Poor buddy. She'd actually been researching a few Genjutsu that'd help him sleep better, but so far the only she found was way above her level.

She laced her arm through his, and began to walk off with him. She looked back at Gunji and shrugged her shoulders as if to say 'I dunno!'

"You guys can hang up with my dragon, just make sure she doesn't melt anything!" Just as she said that the tiny dragon hiccupped and a plastic container in front of her melted into a pile of goop.

As for the question of what palace wished to ride she pointed over at one of those swing rides. The ones that you sit in and it spends around and the force makes the swing rise into the air. That's what she wanted their first ride to be!

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This was actually Gwynevere's first time ever using the man beast clone outside of a practice arena, she hoped that she would manage to pull it off. Everything was going to be alright as long as she kept her cool. She did all of the hand signs correctly now I was just a matter of flowing the right amount of chakra from her body into the body of Dakota. She felt his sharp paws on her back, and took a breath of focus herself. Just flow the chakra from your back into his paws, easy as that.

All Dakota had to do was stand on her back and imagine himself as her, that wasn't going to be too difficult for him at least. Gwynevere was pretty plain looking so it's not like he had to work too hard at capturing her beauty.

She flowed the chakra into his body, and before she knew it she no longer felt his claws in her back, but rather felt her own hands and feet. When the smoke cleared the crowd would see a perfect replica of Gwynevere standing on top of herself. They all cheered, clapped, and threw tons of change in her direction. Some of it made it into the hat and some of it just ended up smacking her in the face. She didn't mind none. Money was money, whether it was smacking her in the face, or going into the hat it all spent the same.

What truly mattered is that she'd just managed to pull off a pretty impressive technique with one of her dogs. Even if the audience didn't fully appreciate what she'd just done, other than it being an impressive feat of magic. She knew that it was a move that was going to have infinite use in the future. At some point... probably. If not it never hurt to have another pair of hands helping out around the house.

With a jump and a flourish Dakota jumped form Gwyn's back and transformed back into his regular dog form. Gwyn threw her hands up into the air and gave a grand bow. "Thank you thank you, you're too kind! All donations are appreciated." She threw her hands in her dog's directions and have them their own applause. "Let's heat if for the true stars of the act."

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Toshiro would look to the ride she pointed at, the one with what looked like to be gliders and allowed two people to ride the same one at once, the one that went way high, He gulped for a moment, and then he would smile at palace and nodded, helping to lead the way through the crowd to the ride, and waited in line for their chance to ride it.

After almost an hour of a wait they were finally able to get on, and they got strapped into the ride, and their hands on a bar that was what helped to make the ride look like a hang glider, and he placed his left hand dead center of the bar, as he was on the left side, so it was the hand closest to her, he gulped and closed his eyes as he waited for the ride to take off flying.

After the ride started, or if Palace placed her hand on his first, he would open his eyes and after awhile untensed and actually enjoyed the ride, and when the ride was done he looked at her with a big grin on his face, the adrenaline pumping, and he asked her "So which one next?!" He asked excitedly

Gwynevere let out a final panting breath as her dogs finished up their final performance. She took her bow, and pointed over to her hat full of coins. well where her hat full of coins had been placed. It was now just a pile of coinage that was completely hidden by a huge pile of Ryo. Well the leaf village could never say that she never did anything for them. She'd gathered a pretty nice pile of cash today, and it was something to be proud of. Seeing all the multi colored shiny little nuggets of many brought a warmth to her heart. She was a pretty cool street performer. If her job as the unofficial, unpaid, unappreciated protectors of the wild didn't work out she could always become a street performer.

Her tanned skin was covered in a slick sheen of sweat, and just a bit of fur from her shedding pups. She'd been working all day from the start of the fair, and she was now thoroughly tired. Her lean muscles pulsed well used, and slightly warn. She couldn't wait to lay down somewhere. Her dark brown hair was plastered to the top of her head by sweat and grime from a good workout, and now she felt like she could use a good shower.

"Thank you all for coming out to the fair today. All the Shinobi here at the hidden leaf village appreciate your patronage, and we hope that we can bring you guy another safe year free from fear. My name is Gwynevere Inuzuka and I have been you entertainer today, everyone enjoy the rest of your night, and get home safe!" she took a final bow, and her beautiful little puppies took a little bow on their own. They were so cute and professional. She'd make sure to get the three of them something really good tonight for dinner. They'd already had corn dogs for lunch earlier today. She usually didn't like feeding her fearsome hunting dogs carbs, but she figured that just this once couldn't hurt. Plus corn dogs are goooood. And besides all of that, above the pluses, and bypassing all of however: She found it really funny that she was feeding her dogs corn dogs. You should have seen the look on thier faces when she watched them take bites out of their treasts, only to tell them what the name of it was. Priceless. If she had to live the whole day over again. She wouldn't have changed a thing.

Once enough people had left her stage to where she wouldn't look unprofessional she allowed herself to fall down onto her butt and started panting with her dogs. It'd been a fun day. Like really really fun, but man she was tired and just wanted to rest. The sun which laid low down on the horizon of the world painted the whole of the sky a bright and vibrant orange, that almost made Gwyn's eyes hurt. It was so utterly magnificent that she sat there on her booty for several minutes just admiring the sky. She listened as the fair began to close, and one by one attractions started to go offline. There was still the joy of children in the air. The whirling of rides, the screaming of roller coaster riders. the air smelled this with the scent of fat, sugar, and most of all diabetes. The vibrant colours, sounds and smells. It all brought a sense of community to the young lady who for most of her life had always considered herself to be a lone wolf type of character. Pardon the pun it was absolutely intended. Not that she liked working alone as you could easily see she enjoyed the company of her dogs, but it was usually people she tended to stay away from. However today was a little different. She got to see a side of the human world that was seldom open to her. A side that wasn't entirely consumed with amassing power, and driving people away. She saw a side that was about having fun and enjoying the company of those you love, and the strangers that you'd never really gotten to interact with.

She had no idea how much she'd gathered from all of her hard work in the village today, but she felt like even if she hadn't earned a lot she'd at least gained something in a spiritual sense. A communal sense. And that made her happy enough. That being said she really hoped she brought in a sizable amount of money. All these missions she was doing lately was really dragging her down from her normal slacker demeanor. All this hard work and missions it was so gross. If she didn't watch herself people were going to start to think that she was reliable or something like that. No no no, there was no way that was going to fly. As long as she had a forest to protect, and some puppies to hang around with she'd forever be the leaf villages number one slacker!

"Alaska." Gwynevere moaned over her screaming muscles. She'd have to practice on this whole thing a lot more if she wanted to be a street vender professionally. "Alaska can you go grab mama her money bag please?"

The ivory white dog made a short whining sound, like he was to tired to move to. Gwyn just sighed, she wasn't having any of that.

"Hey now mister!" She announced with a huff. Don't you go whining on me! you guys are the ones who got to jump on my back. Which means that all of these claw marks are yours! So don't you go acting like you're the tired one. I'm the one with a bleeding back. Now go get mama her money bag, or I'll be getting you a newspaper roll." There was the whining again but luckily for alaska he didn't try to push the point and grabbed the money bag that gwyn had been given at the start of her shift. It had a big black dollar bill sign on it and everything. Which was really weird because Gwyn didn't know what that symbol meant. She'd always used Ryo, so didn't really know why there would be a dollar sign on this particular money bag. Strange indeed.

Any way. Alaska eventually retruned with the bag and spit it out down on Gwyns chest. She couldn't be sure if he was just tired or what was going on, buuuut gwyn was pretty sure that she felt to dog spit on her face too. She'd let is slide because they were all pretty tired, but so help if that little fur ball did it on purpose. He'd be doing passing fangs until his legs gave out on him.

A massive sigh was let out, and with more effort than it should have taken Gwynevere hefted herself up to her feet. At the speed of a slow crawl she moved herself over to the pile of coinage that she had going on. She crouched down to the piles, and even as she did her legs told her not to. "Ouch." She whispered sitting herself down. "Let's see what we've got." She flapped her little tan bag open, and lowered it down on the ground. With her hands she slid handful after hand full of cold minted coin into the warm embrace of her berlap bag. She dug and dug away at the pile. She could feel the money piling up in the weight of the bag, and life felt good to her. The metal wasn't terribly cool because it'd been cooking in the sun all day but some of the new tips were flush aginat her skin. Eventually her excavation led to her uncovering her top hat! It'd taken her long enough. She'd finally gotten to the bottom of the pile. She pulled the hat out from the pile of coins, and the mountain collapsed and spread out across the pavement. Man, these people literally didn't tip her a dollar out of the entire day. She wasn't sure if that said more about her own performance or of the generosity of her fellow villagers. She picked the hat up by it's brings and tried to heft it upwards, but the hat was so weighed down by coinage that it began to tare. The sound of threads being ripped apart piece by piece filled Gwyn's ears. Her ear's pricked up, but she didn't react nearly fast enough to prevent the ocean of coins from flowing out of the hat. It was like some beautiful/ horrible cascading water fall of money flowing out of a top hat, like magical bunnies.

They called her Gwynevere, the user of double similes.

"Aww man." She groaned scooping up all of the money that fell into her burlap sack. The thing was becoming more and more of an obese monster by the second. That was her favorite top hot. She had a really cute magicians assistant outfit in her closet that wasn't going to be getting any play now that that hat was gone. Such is life, she was getting a whole butt load of money from this mission so that's all that really mattered, brother.

She spent the next several moments scooping the coins up into her sack. Wink. When she'd collected every last single scarap of copper and nickle off the ground she tied the back up and let it sit on the ground. "Okay guys let's pack it up." She looked over her should and saw her three pups laying on the ground. They tiny little chests were heaving in the comfortable way of a deep deep sleep. Gwynevere was kind of jealous but at the same time the cuteness of the situation could not be denied nor ignored. "Aww." she announced feeling a bump of joy in her heat. They'd had a big day, and earned their village a whole boat load of money. She could let them rest for a while before turning in the money. She kicked the massive bag of money in their direction and it skidded near the pups. Gwyn sat her butt down on the pile and her elbows on her knees, and but her head in her open hands. She felt like she was going to pass out any moment just like them. But if she did that the money, and more impotently her puppies would be left undefended. So with all the willpower that Gwynevere had in her skull she kept her peepers pried until her pups awoke.

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Oh Palace did indeed grab a hold of Toshiro's hand when she noticed him looking a little nervous. It was cute and honestly what she was hoping would happen when she led him to this ride. Haha Palace had a bit of a cruel streak in certain situations. The ride started moving and slowly the force from the machines momentum began to lift them into the sky. She felt the air run through her long raven locks and felt an extreme moment of contentment, and satisfaction. She imagined this is what the Buddha felt like just before he achieved Nirvana. Speaking of which she could hear 'smells like teen spirit' playing somewhere in the fair grounds. Man they'd done a really good job organizing all of this. She'd make sure that she had a bigger hand in getting something like this up and running next time the opportunity presented itself.

It was moments like this that she really liked having a wind nature. She wasn't doing anything to effect the wind at the moment, but she just felt like she was somewhere she belonged whenever there was a strong wind blowing across her body. It was kind of like she was flying. Plus Toshiro was right next to her.

That was always nice.

When the ride was over, it appeared as if Toshiro had caught the thrill bug, and together the two of them tore through every ride that this fair had to offer. They'd emptied Palace of every dollar in her pocket, buying more tickets to riding increasingly dizzying rides.

By the end of the day Palace didn't even know which way was up. She was stumbling all around the ground, and ended up stumbling to the ground, landing on her back, and laughing deliriously as she beckoned Toshiro to join her.

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There was no need to beckon him along, he was already hitting the ground, he had also been spending his money on rides, and he had just enough to treat Palace to a dinner, so after Some time of just laying on the ground he rolled over and propped himself up on a elbow and spoke to her "I had a really great time, care to head to get something to eat? Its my treat?" Toshiro gave her his cat grin as he looked down into her eyes and awaited he response, He was afraid to stand up right this second due to the rides having taken his legs out from underneath him, but if she agreed then he would stand up and Help her up onto her feet, and would attempt to be a brace for her if needed, if a rather poor one, and lead the pair of them to her favorite resteraunt, having already planned reservations a head of time, having planned this part out just the day prior, as a treat to suprize her with

Kenjiro sighed, sitting at the village gates. He knew of the fair going on in Konoha but he needed to wait, he was born in Kumo and most Kumo ninja by extension were flashy as hell, as such, the young man had decided to call in the religious members of his cult from Kumo to help give the fair a boost in revenue. He looked up at the sun, the fair would soon be over and as such the sun was setting giving the area a dark enough look.

Suddenly, down the road people could hear a cheery drum beat as fireworks lit the sky. Kumo civilians of all shape and sizes flooded the gates of Konoha to celebrate for their one and only God. Kenjiro lead the march to the area where he was holding, the civilians with grand aim shot off fireworks of many different colors including ones of magenta, burnt orange and lime green. The men and women of Kumo were rearing to get people excited and began setting up in Kenjiro's area of the fair, from the sheer man power they had food stalls of all kinds were set up, family games and a sign up for the cult of Kurokon. Kenjiro had while this was happening slipped behind a fence and walked out, wearing a well crafted suit, wielding a cane and wearing a top hat.

"OH GLORIOUS PEOPLE OF KONOHA, MIGHT I WELCOME YOU TO THE GRAND DISPLAY OF THE CULT OF KUROKON! PLEASE DO ENJOY YOURSELF WITH OUR FESTIVE FOOD AND OUR FAMILY FRIENDLY GAMES! IF YOU ENJOY OUR FESTIVITIES PLEASE DO FEEL FREE TO SIGN UP FOR THE CULT WE WELCOME EVERYONE AND ANYONE!" Kenjiro was doing what he does best, being a hype man. People who were tired and began to think about leaving were rejuvenated and flocked to the stalls. Men and women were eating, there was a dunk the Uchiha game and a "bijuu hunt" in which young children could dress up as Shinobi and bring down a man dressed as a bijuu with plastic ninja weapons. It was a good time for most, truly.

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Palace smiled up at Toshiro and used his hand to pull herself up. "It'd be my pleasure!"

(exit)

Jun Padded through the hallway of the Hokage's office carrying thick packet of paper work. They'd made a killing! After the wages for all the workers, and business expenses they'd made 100,000 ryo for the city. Not too bad. Jun wasn't too sure why they had him add up all accounts but he figured he started the darn thing so he might as well add it all up.

He dropped the paper work down on the Secretaries' desk, and walked off. He couldn't wait to see his bank account boom.

( I wasn't sure if we got WC towards jutsu. I know Gwyn actually wrote some training into her part. So just in case I added up everyone's word count.

Also Props to Gwyn for writing half of this thread.)
1560 Jun
2667 Gwyn
1197 Gunji
516 Kakashi
1301 Palace
356 Kenjiro
624 Toshiro
983 Gawain