[h2][center][color=f26522]Hitori Nagasaki[/color][/center][/h2]

The wind was dead and the sun was just beginning to set. The bright green field made the dummy easy to see from their distance. Hitori pulled the string back with confidence. He closed his left eye and took a deep breath. This shot was going to hit it's mark, it was one of the most important shots of his life. Years of training has put him to this, no one could beat him. [i]No one[/i]. He released his breath and released his finger's grasp on the string. The arrow flew with great speed, arching down slightly from where he aimed, just like he wanted. With a loud tick the arrow sat in it's target, right on the Bulls-eye. With a smile and a little jump, Hitori turned around and pointed at his brother in short lived superiority. "[color=f26522]Take that! There is no way you could beat that sh[/color]-". Before he could finish his boast, a arrow flew right above his head, causing him to drop down to his knees.

His Brother's arrow cut right through his placed arrow, sending it into splinters. Then another split that one and then another. "[color=0076a3]You were saying Hit?[/color]" his Brother said with a smug smile. Hitori just sat there in shock, his jaw dropped and eyes widened after seeing his Brother's performance. After a few seconds of feeling like a newborn, Hitori got up on his feet and shook his head in self disgrace. "[color=f26522]Why do I even try...[/color]". They both stood in an awkward silence for a a moment before it was replaced by Brotherly laughter.

Hitori messed with his little brother's hair and began to push him in his wheelchair. He honestly expected nothing less, It was just sad he could barely walk. "[color=f26522]Alright you won the bet, again... So Ramen? or Dumplings?[/color]". "[color=0076a3]Ramen!!![/color]" His brother joyfully replied with his hand up in the air. Hit has lost at least thirty meals to his terrible betting, but seeing his Brother's smile was worth the loss. To him it was really a gain.

It didn't take long until they reached the Ramen shop, maybe a few of his Shinobi brethren were around.