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[color=00a651][h1]Takeshi Ruzuzaki[/h1][/color]
With Daiki, Tsukiko-sensei and Miyaka. [/center]
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There was one thing about money that Takeshi didn't like.

Sure it was to pay bills, buy food anything that required currency. But when someone throws money at you like to poor bastard that is desperate. It really shows how much your payer thinks of you. Miyaka was definitely not the nice girl he had in his mind. This girl had a sadistic nature and the tendency to look down on others, even to buy people with money. Like a certain someone said:

[color=00a651]"Everyone has got a price..."[/color]

As Takeshi saw Phia throwing money at him. He had a quick sense to take his balisong knife and quickly stab in her in the jugulars, watching her gasp for air as his 'other' self watch in pure satisfaction. But just like how the girl haired girl had kept her emotions hidden. Takeshi was a Ninja and he to could do what she was doing. He refrained from doing so but instead looked at the notes floating slowly towards the ground before looking back at Phia.

"This is for being such a good worker, and this is to shut the fuck up. Green! While we wait for our friends, I'll give you 2000 ryo if you managed to break down my Penthouse's door with three or less tackles! Like a police raider! You must always be ready to take down strong doors." She asked him. Once again, he visioned him popping up behind her and snapping her neck. But he kept a smile on his face and his fantasized intention under the radar.

Daiki who had arrived just before they did gave a speech about their mission. They were Ninja and not her playthings. He looked at Takeshi and he responded to him. The red haired leaned back on the wall. Sighing the hooded ninja turned his full attention towards her penthouse door. [i][color=00a651]'Let's be reasonable here...why would she make me break her own door down? As far as i know her fake personalities hasn't attracted any hate to her, the occasion stalker here and there...but nothing to serious.'[/color][/i]

Giving a push on the door, he raised an eyebrow, feeling how stiff the door was the green haired ninja continued to feel the door for any weak points. It was sturdy as anything, but it wasn't unbreakable.[color=00a651] "Sure, Ojou-sama. I can Break the door for you. Keep the money please."[/color] He turn to her with a neutral expression before looking back and taking a step backwards. Exhaling he stood sideways and lifted his right leg up [color=00a651]"Three tries to open up? That should be enough."[/color] Before he was feeling the door and noticed how the top and bottom of the left side of the door was slightly tougher then any other parts of the door. He deducted that was where the hinges of the door was located.

Kicking the door where the hinges where. He gave a strong yet elegant kick to the top and bottom. He could feel from the kick that the door had become loose, he prided himself on the fact that while he was weaker than the others, his Taijutsu was top notch.[color=00a651] "Please correct yourself on one thing, Ojou-sama. I am not a member of the police force, if you wanted that, you've should have asked Sento or the Uchihas."[/color] Stepping back for the final attack. Takeshi raised his right arm and curled his fingers just above his palm. [color=00a651]"Just like in the arcade..."[/color] Channeling his force like a half empty bottle, he moved his flow back and forth before getting the timing right. [color=00a651]"HA!"[/color]

Slamming his palm into the door he forced his energy into the door, blasting it of it hinges while the lock for the door was completely snapped of. Sighing to himself he looked at the door that was still standing. A light tap on it and sure enough, it fell down with a thud, the place shook with the small tremor [color=00a651]"All done, if you want to pay anyone, please give it to Sensei."[/color] he bowed to phia as he spoke, another blunt thud fell to the floor, slowly turning his head around he saw placed on top of the heavy door.

It was a brick.

[color=00a651]"...Seriously?"[/color] he pointed at the brick [color=00a651]"That's your line of defense?"[/color]