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[h2][color=9e0039]Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”[/color][/h2][/center]
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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7kd2MfgZ7i0]Into the battlefield[/url]

The rustle of leaves uncovered that atleast [i]someone[/i] was coming, but it wasn't the company he'd hoped for. Yamato looked besides him to see Takeshi, that idiot, with a case of cola. [color=9e0039]“I don't care. Shut up.”[/color] he said as Takeshi pointed out that he had, indeed, brought a case of cola. Another rustle of leaves uncovered someones position, but nobody appeared around Yamato. He looked towards the forest in the hopes of uncovering who it had been, but there was nobody to be seen there either. [color=9e0039]“If that's you, Daiki... come out of the leaves and stop being such a coward..”[/color] he mumbled to himself, fully well knowing that even if it was Daiki, he wouldn't be able to hear. 

After a few more minutes Aoi and Paneru appeared as well. He'd expected Aoi, but not Paneru, especially not after Yamato's verbal offensive against the girl. He wanted to say that they had no need of a healer, and that Paneru should've just stayed away, but he didn't bother. It would only cause more problems, and right now Yamato just wanted to kill the people inside. Besides, Paneru was still his comrade, even if Yamato didn't want Paneru to be. [color=9e0039]“Okay, I'm sure others will arrive later, but I can't risk these idiots getting away from the location before we can do anything. So just follow me and [i]stay the fuck out of my way.[/i]”[/color] he said, looking at each of them individually and somewhat longer at Paneru. His assault on the little girl had an averse effect - Yamato had silently hoped to spurt Paneru into self consciousness, to realize that he was a shit shinobi. And through that realization he had hoped Paneru would work harder to be a better shinobi. Instead, he had noticed, the girl started crying like a little bitch. He had refrained from remarking about it since nobody else seemed to have noticed, and Aoi was quick to react, but Yamato had definetely noticed. Another set of facts that proved that Paneru just wasn't fit to be a shinobi.

[i]“If you get lost, just follow the trail of bodies I'm gonna be leaving.”[/i] he mumbled afterwards, not particularily loud, but loud enough for those close to him to hear. He formed some rapid seals, way quicker than your average shinobi could, or would, and flicked his wrists back. His fists were set ablaze, much hotter than they normally were in average combat situations. Yamato's anger and other emotions seemed to be fueling his jutsu somewhat. The air around the group would slowly warm up as Yamato's technique made the air that much hotter that some of them might even feel uncomfortable with the heat. Without any warning, Yamato jumped forward and cocked his fist back, before ramming it against the large and heavy double metal doors. The door busted open and came off the hinges, flying into the warehouse causing multiple crates set up there to be hit, fall over or simply shatter. [i]Talk about a cinematic entry.[/i] Amidst the settling dust and splintes of wood that came from the boxes, Yamato walked in and looked around the warehouse. Just like expected, it was empty. 

[color=9e0039]“Don't be discouraged. I know the way around this warehouse, there's a secret manhole that leads down to a laboratory.”[/color] he said as he looked over his shoulder to the others in his little group, but his face said that he himself was somewhat weirded out by the fact that there was nobody here. He'd hoped that the enemy group hadn't found the manhole, because there was a lot of bad stuff down there - Senju DNA samples, attempts at learning how to clone human beings, and also attempts at learning how to dismantle a kekkei genkai and reproduce it. If any of the people in the group were smart enough to realize that Yamato couldn't know all this, stuff like where the enemy was hiding, or the layout of the warehouse.. or maybe they'd be able to discern that the sign atop the warehouse was supposed to read [b][i]'Minamoru and Sons. corp.[/i][/b] [i]storage and delivery services.'[/i] That'd be seriously implicating for him and his family. And that's what ticked him off about Daiki. Maybe he was wrong about the murders, and his father ordering this.. but Daiki had figured out, or atleast heard about his family being Yakuza. How..? Yamato had just hoped that his classmates wouldn't believe Daiki if he managed to prove him wrong about the murders. Maybe that way he could discredit Daiki's information enough for them to doubt all of it.

In the center of the warehouse, next to a box, was the manhole. It was hidden in clear sight - it was supposed to look like a drainage pit, but it was clear to any shinobi that the handles on the side of the pit were used to lift the grates so you could descend down into the lab. Yamato approached it but was stopped in the middle of his walk there, by a feminine voice coming from a corner. In that corner was a small building inside the warehouse, a sort of 'checking' house where the manager would've worked if the building was operationable. Atop the small building stood a woman with dark purple hair in a bobcut. She wore her kimono, but only halfway, having dragged it from her shoulders and letting it hang like a sash. Underneath her kimono she wore shinobi green shorts, fishnet stockings and a black tanktop. Aoi and Daiki would easily discern her as 'Rumiko' or the lady who had been at Yamato's house during the attack. 

[color=a187be]“Yaaamaatoo.. son of Reijo himself.. thank you for making our job easier. We failed the first time. We won't fail again.. your sister is a sweetheart you know? She didn't even struggle...”[/color] She smiled at Yamato, who could only grit his teeth in anger in return. What did she mean.. did they take Rei? He hadn't seen this woman before, but felt somehow as if she was related to the men that were at his house the night of the murder. For Yamato, all sense of tactics went out the window the moment he saw her. He looked at the group of chunin behind him, eyes shaky with anger, before he looked back at Rumiko. Before they knew it the warehouse had been filled with armed men and women - carrying swords and other weaponry. Yamato grinned at Rumiko while he augmented wind chakra in his arms, kickstarting the Fists of the Firetiger technique. The flames on his fist welled up and it almost looked like the room was filled with heat. The contrast between the warehouses' lighting and Yamato's fists was so big that the entire room would also appear darker to the human eye, as if his fire was eating the lighting to fuel itself. 

The enemies in the room appeared to be mostly goons, not looking that impressive and also being easy targets, even for someone like Paneru. When Yamato looked to see where Rumiko had gone she had vanished. No doubt these goons were just the guards of whatever was down in that manhole. Yamato didn't even bother to check his group of chunin classmates, instead hurling himself straight into the fight. [color=9e0039]“RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”[/color] He dashed forwards into a group of swordsmen, punching, kicking left and right, using nintaijutsu as if he came out of the womb performing these jutsu. In the flash of an instant, merely 2 seconds, there were already 5 dead and 6 heavily wounded swordsmen. From the mist of blood and shattered boxes Yamato came back out again, having dealt with an entire group in an instant, walking towards his classmates. Yamato, with his careless and reckless nature, had slashes and cuts all over his body, his shirt being cut open in atleast 4 places, his face covered in atleast 6 superficial cuts and even having a small stab wound in his abdomen area. He hadn't bothered with dodging the attacks, taking them in order to get more chances at taking them down. It seemed to have paid off.

But that's not the only men that were there, there must've been over 40 swordsmen in the building. They weren't shinobi so they were no match, but even a lucky swordstrike could kill a shinobi. The other chunins would have to flee or defend themselves.. and if they fled, they knew that Yamato would finish up at the warehouse and then come after them for betraying him. Yamato expected them to follow his example and start killing these thugs.