Working Title (Eventual and Guyverguy)

[Eventual Events]

I mustn't give up! I simply Cannot! If i am to avenge my sensei's death, and create a style of taijustu worthy of being used by future generations, I cannot stop simply because people tell me it's hopeless! These were the thoughts of young Chunin Shira Tendo, as she hammered away at the training dummy with palm strikes. Shira sighed lightly as she stopped her attacks, sitting down and unwrapping the food she had brought from home. She took a bite of her rice ball and sort of dazed off thinking of her promise to sensei to create a fighting style all her own; the style of hidden flowers. She wasn't doing bad by any means, She had already developed three basic techniques on her own, but she also was not doing nearly well enough to satisfy her ideals. Pulling out the pins she used to keep her scarlet hair tied up tight, she let it cascade down her shoulders. Shira took another bite of her rice ball, sighing as she stood up, wiping the dirt off of her simple training Gi. "Well time for another round of training, I still haven't quite gotten the hang of this punch yet." she mumbled.

 

[GuyverGuy]

He sprinted across the ground, kicking up wafts of dirt in his wake. Forest green suit matching the leaves of the trees he passed. Rock Lee was training the only way he knew how, with all his energy; to stoke his flames of youth like his Sensei had always told him. Using his hands as he made laps around the training grounds of the village. He was tired, but he still had distance to cover, and he wouldn't fail Guy-sensei! Then, as he passed through one of the lesser used training grounds, he heard the distinct sounds of striking... and that caught his attention. He stopped his run and walked his hands in the direction of the sound just as it stopped. He saw a girl, about his age he thought training and his eyes glowed, maybe someone as enthused with Taijutsu as him! He jumped into the clearing where she was training, a wide smile on his face.

"Yosh! Another with strong flames of youth! We should spar!"