you flicked your head to the side
a kunai with a paper tied to it
Yama again
sort of annoying but whatever
he was getting better at English at least
could still use work
you glanced at the steel blade embedded in the tree, oblivious to the guest behind you
or so you hoped he figured
he was going for a dreaded Izuna drop
that was your best guess
some sort of attempt at an attack
if you didn't turn to look at him and he immediately faltered
he flinched and you bopped him on the arm
the “princess” of the Hattori ninja clan
and here he was a timid little tanuki the second you glanced at him
being the neighbor boy you'd ended up with your family being the welcoming committee to his
as well as the eventual secret keeper as to why he was here in the states
still didn't stop him from thinking you were a sparring partner
despite his ass standing a good head smaller than you and well
he was bottom heavy
many a time the term “girl ass” had him chasing you with a knife
sometimes you had doubts he was some ninja
maybe he just watched too many movies or something
you wasn't particularly impressive combat wise
he tried and failed to pull the kunai from the tree, leaving the task to you
how he could throw it that hard but still not be able to recover it you didn't know
you had your doubts about this whole ninja clan business