Mamoru, Takeshi [Kiri Anbu]

"The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his."



Name: Mamoru, Takeshi
Nickname: Mujihi (Merciless)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Village: Kirigakure no Sato
Village Rank: Anbu
Skill Rank: A




Height: 6'4"
Weight: 197 lbs
Hair color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Looks Description: At a quick glance you would see a young "pretty boy" looking shinobi that sports a lean yet muscular athletic frame. He has medium length, vibrant blonde, hair that is fashioned into seemingly perfect spikes. Under his hair lies what many consider "glowing" soft blue eyes. The eyes seem to draw you into a trance of sorts and look directly into your soul. His jaw line is that of a sculpted statue and has flawless eyebrows. His skin is surprisingly smooth too the touch and is moderately pale. Though under his gloves are coarse gritty hands that have seen the side of combat. His shoulders are quite broad and somewhat muscular. His arms and legs are somewhat lanky but still have a good bit of muscle and muscle definition to them.

His attire is completely custom made to his combat needs. It is completely black from head to toe. His shirt is high collared with a slight opening  that exposes his neck. His right sleeve is completely sleeveless while the left is almost as long as his arm and quite baggy fitting. On top of his left shoulder is a pauldron that is highlighted by a silver emblem. The emblem represents his summon and close friend Lucario. Instead of using a belt, he uses his headband and the emblem acts as the buckle. Under his makeshift belt are a pair of loose fitting pants that have some pockets. He also wears high ankle boots and gloves for better grip/footing.

His Anbu mask resembles that of his emblem that is on his pauldron. It is a dark silver color with the facial marks being black. He also uses a black cloak when wearing his mask. It draps over his whole body and stops right before the soles of his boots.



Personality Description: Takeshi has tuned into quite the ruthless and cold blooded shinobi. For that reason along he has acquired the nickname Mujihi, literally meaning ruthless. He believes strongly in social darwinism, the concept in where the weak exist solely for the benefit of the strong. He usually seems devoid of any mercy and compassion. Though he still holds strong emotional attachment for his loved ones. In battle situations he displays an extraordinarily high level of intellect and insight. Since joining the Anbu he has also become exceedingly crafty and uses it in everyday situations. At times he comes off as unusually morbid and arrogant. With even seeming to like killing people sometimes. Though none of those qualities affect his abilities to perform his missions flawlessly thus far. In the rare occasion he shows some humor, it is usually quite sadistic and un acquired. Most of the time he just would rather be alone to drink his sake and look back on the past or forward to the future. Since he views the majority of people ignorant on what the world is really like. He also highly detests laziness and people that would rather take shortcuts then achieve their full potential.

Likes: Sake, Meditation, Training, Outdoors and Women
Dislikes: Ignorance, Dishonesty, Laziness
Catch Phrases: "You really thought you could best me?", "Open your eyes and see the world for what it really is!"
Nindo: Survival of the fittest.



Element Affinity: Raiton
Sub Element Affinity: Katon



History: Takeshi was born into this "peaceful" era on December, 28th during a snow storm. His father was once a renown samurai but was now a simple blacksmith. On the other hand was his mother, whom was still a Special Jonin for the village. From the age of three he started training his swordsmanship with his father. By the time he was five his parents decided it was time to enter him into the academy. Right off the bat he began to shine in the academy and was enrolled into advanced classes halfway through the year. During his short time at the academy he befriended an older student. The two became rivals of sorta and seemed to push one another at every turn. Everyone was shocked when the head instructor decided to go ahead and graduate Takeshi with the older students with just one year of studying.

At the age of six he was already a Genin. He was placed into a squad with his friend he made during his time at the academy. Along with one female shinobi that many considered to be one of the prettiest young females in the village. Their leader was a well accomplished Jonin from the village and pushed them to their limits right off the bat. During the next two years they would do missions that went from rescuing kittens to actually escorting important figure heads. By the end of the two years they had already completed 14 D-rank, 11 C-rank and 7 B-rank missions. Their leader decided it was time for the young shinobi to prove themselves in the Chunin exams.

The Chunin exams would consist of three parts that would challenge the participants in every aspect. First they would each individually have to pass the written portion without missing a single question.  They all three passes but were surprised to see how many people became ineligible after just the first part. During the second part all the participants would be split into squads and made to find a location while battling against all the other squads. This tested their ability to work as a team and get results under real life circumstances. They passed but just by the skin of their teeth due to some internal bickering. The last part was a tournament style bracket that paired all the participants against one another until only one remained. Takeshi's team mates were both eliminated during the early rounds but he was able to battle on to the finals. It was here that he would face the Chunin exams favorite from the Hidden Leaf Village. The two were given a week to prepare for the final battle back at the central stadium in the Sand Village. He took this time to rest and practice up on some techniques he had been working on since he had become a Genin. A week passed and the two finally faced each other in a showdown that would test Takeshi more than he expected. The opposing shinobi started at Takeshi hard and pushed him back into a defense mode right off the bat. It looked as if the young ninja was out classed. Hearing the cheers from his squad members awoken something in him. He realized he wasn't just fighting for him but for his village. The tides quickly turned and he pushed back his would be attacker. He relentlessly attacked until he broke down his opponent. After his victory he was awarded the title of Chunin and immediately was watched closely by the Mizukage.

He had done something almost unheard of and was a Chunin at the age of 8. After the promotion he opted to stay with his old squad. Over the next two years nothing really notable happened since the world was at "peace" but that would soon change. They were assigned a mission to escort a village council member to and from a private meeting. The way there went effortlessly easy but on the way back they were attacked my unmarked shinobi. Their leader had them go into a defense formation while he went after each of the mysterious shinobi. It would be hear that the young squad would witness the death of their beloved leader. With only the three remaining Takeshi went on the offensive. He was outnumbered three to one as his teammates stayed back to defend the council member. Rage filled his body as he attacked the enemy and blacked out somewhat. Upon awaking from his black out he found that he had killed all the opposing ninja. With this accomplishment he would be promoted to Jonin and take over as Squad leader. It wasn't the way he wanted to join the exclusive ranks of the Jonin but he took the honor with great regard and knew it would please his fallen teacher.

He had already proved so much and face more adversity anyone his age should. Though he stayed strong for his squad and kept pushing himself in training. So that he wouldn't have to go through the hurt of loosing someone close ever again. As a Jonin and new leader he pushed his subordinates to the extreme day in and out. It had been nearly three years since his promotion and he had just turned thirteen. This would be come to know as a very dark day in his life. After going out for his birthday he came across his old friends arguing. Apparently Lee was going to leave the village and his girlfriend Sora didn't want him to put her or his family through that. Lee ended up hitting Sora and this put Takeshi into a rage. He had always cared alot for Sora even though his close friend was with her. Lee and Takeshi began fighting and things escalated quickly. Sora would watch on in horror as Lee would be the first the draw blood. Takeshi tried to plea with his friend but it was to no avail. It turned into an all out battle on the outskirts of town. He had no choice but to kill his friend if he wouldn't change his mind to leave the village. As he went to strike the final blow Sora ran in the way and sacrificed herself for Lee. This horrified Takeshi and would forever change him mentally. As soon as Sora's limp body dropped to the ground Lee went at Takeshi. Though he was no match for the young prodigy and was slaughtered. Takeshi was forced to sit in silence with both of his only friends he had know laying dead beside him. The Mizukage was the first to get word of the events that transpired and quickly had it covered up before the public got wind of it. He decided it would be best if Takeshi was watched closely by him.So following the events he was inducted into the Anbu.

Only thirteen years old and everything he knew was taken away. His once fun filled personality was replaced with a gloomy realistic life view. He was put under the command of the best assassin the Kiri Anbu had ever seen. It would be here that he would develop his hunting abilities among other things. Over the next four years he would turn into a cold-hearted killer that saw the world for what it really was. His days were spent hunting down enemies of the mist and nights filled with honing his own abilities. He took pride in what he did and seemed to enjoy it just a little too much. Towards the time of his seventeenth birthday he was already hailed as one of if not the best at what he did. He had also grown to have some what of a relationship with the Mizukage and Anbu captain. They too shared some of his views on life and he often went to them to talk/get advice. It was also during his time in the Anbu that he would befriend a creature known as Lucario. He was a human sized wolf that Takeshi came across during one of his many out of country hunting missions. Lucario became the only true and close friend Takeshi had since the death of his former team mates.

RP Sample: The wind blew softly as Takeshi sat on top of the mountain peak. It would of been completely dark if it hadn't been for the full moon. The pale moonlight shown down on the dark landscape illuminating it all. Takeshi heard howls in the distance and this brought a quant smile to his face. Taking a deep breathe and looking up into the moonlit sky, he took a chug from his sake jug.

"I miss you guys more then life itself! I wish things could have been different. I really didn't want any of that to happen that night."

He often thought back and talked to his fallen team mates in his moments of silence to himself. The howling slowly got closer and Takeshi knew who was about to appear from the shadows. He was currently out of country on a mission and decided to stop by the location of an old friend to catch up some.

"You're a little far from home! You know it would be better spent time if you drank with a pretty woman."

Takeshi chuckled as he heard the come from behind him. Lucario always seemed to want what was best for the young shinobi and knew he constantly tormented himself for what had happened. Takeshi turned after taking another drink and once again gazed upon the magnificent beast. His dark red fur glistened in the moonlight. Only in the faint moonlight could you see some of the battle hardened scars the creature sported.

" Well sometimes I just like to drink with an old friend and it helps that you can actually hold an intelligent conversation!"

The two chuckled and both gave a sigh of relief. Even though they gave each other a hard time they enjoyed spending time just relaxing and talking.

Ahh. Okie dokie, haha.