[center][b][color=2F4F4F][h2]Daisuke Yama[/h2][/color][/b]
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Daisuke’s mouth curved upwards slightly as he felt Chokashi bat him on the back. He was sure that to many the pat would have lead to a bit of pain but being around the same size as the Akimichi it did little to faze him. He could certainly feel the power in the hit though and rather than make him wary of the upcoming spar it managed to excite him. It was rare that he fought someone with a similar style and he was looking forward to the event. 

He was brought out of his thoughts by Aoi speaking and returning their papers to them. As the excitement calmed down and he focused his attention back on the clown his lips fell into the neutral line they usually kept. [color=2F4F4F]”I think that would be an acceptable time for the spar. It gives me enough time to get used to being home again and perhaps even train a bit more.[/color] With his acceptance for the time he folded his documents and placed them in his pocket, deciding that he will sign and deliver them later on given that the only pen he could see was currently in the possession of the clown and she had not looked pleased the last time he had taken something from her without asking. 

Daisuke was just about to turn and address Chokashi when Aoi mentioned an individual who might be looking for bodyguards. He reached into his pocket to retrieve his cellphone when she brought up giving him the man’s number but he was stopped short when she jumped up and slapped his forehead. Momentarily stunned his eyes took on a hard, a mixture of hurt and borderline anger, edge before he noticed the edge of the paper. His gaze returning to normal he removed the paper and glanced at it briefly. Seeing that it was what he presumed to be the number he soon slipped it into the same pocket as his documents, making sure to fold it to ensure that it didn’t become attached to the other papers. 

Her next words caught him a bit off guard, he had been calling her kohai out of reflex despite the fact that she was in fact his senior in rank now. Realizing his mistake, and even knowing that she likely wasn’t that offended, he quickly bowed his head. [color=2F4F4F]”I apologize Aoi, I will try to remember not to call you Kohai from this point on regardless of the outcome of the spar. It is a disrespectful act and I hope you will pardon my error.”[/color]

As Daisuke lifted his head Chokashi began speaking to him. Instead of responding immediately he held his tongue until the heir had finished speaking with Aoi as well. Returning Aoi’s bow, this time with a full one rather than just his head, which he understood to be her dismissal he faced Chokashi fully. 

[color=2F4F4F]”Of course I have no issues with helping set up for the event, it is the least I can do to partially repay you and your kin. As for joining you at the hibachi I could use something to eat. I believe I know the way, I am fairly certain that I based it on the way here.”[/color] Figuring that Chokashi would follow him, and given the Akimichi clan’s love of food likely pass him by, Daisuke made his way out of the Jounin Lounge and the mansion in general.