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A light tap was what awoke me, my eyes snapping open, locking with a set of honey brown orbs.

"It's Masa kun's match, get up!" Yuji whisper yelled.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, sighing at the satisfying pop my knees made.

"Jeez calm down Ayume, your hair will turn silver soon" Masahiro chuckled.

Narrowing my eyes at the older, I followed Yuji to the rail as Masahiro gave a quick wave and teleported to the arena.

One thing I knew for sure was that Masahiro would win.

Not only was he a talented swordsman and ninja, but the boy also excelled in medical ninjutsu, meaning he knew the human body like the back of his hand.

And so as I raked my eyes over the smug form of an Iwa shinobi with pale green locks, I couldn't help but feel readily satisfied.

I had ultimate faith in Masahiro and from what I could sense, the nin had a pretty low level of chakra.

The proctor gave a quick shout as to signal the start and Masahiro shot forward, kunai in hand and barely visible senbon in the palm of his hands.

The greenette had barely even registered the start of the fight as his right arm quickly became paralyzed.

"How?..." He mumbled, jumping back, narrowing his faded white eyes on my teammate.

Masahiro produced his signature cocky smirk.

"Well I couldn't help but notice you were a little out of it and so I thought to myself, hey this kid would easily be distraced"

His voice carried out across the silent arena, each genin watching the fight with such an intensity.

"Ha! I could never fall for something like that! You even got the- MY ARM!"

His left arm fell to the floor with a thud, Masahiro stood, a bloody sai in hand and an apologetic grin on his face.

"I underestimated my power a bit there..." He chuckled.

Still crying out in pain, the ninja ran, putting space between him and Masahiro.

"How did you get behind me so fast huh?! Why my left arm!?" The male yelled, demanding answers.

Seemingly sensing no threat from the bleeding shinobi, Masahiro crossed his arms, his eyebrows raised and his mouth downturned.

"Well it's pretty obvious you're left handed concidering the placement of your weapons pouch... also after your right arm was out you didn't panic too much. And as for the speed... ever heard of-"

Suddenly he was behind the pale eyed ninja, senbon to his throat and kunai against his back.

"-The teleportation jutsu?"

The boy's eyes widened and Masahiro thrust the needle into a point just below his ear, knocking him out and declaring him the winner.

Yuji grinned from beside me and began shoutinh cheers for the blue haired male, who in return waved back his smirk slapped onto his features once again.