Kouketsu Uchiha

Name: Kouketsu Uchiha

Age: 12

Village: Konohagakure

Rank: Genin

Appearance: Kouketsu has a very calm and cool look to him. He normally wears a a white jacket outlined with black fur from a wolf. It was custom made and tailored just for him. When arriving at special events he wears a black tuxedo almost, with a golden lining. The shirt underneath has a white floral design to it, along with gloves that reach up to the elbows. He has a warm chocolate colored eyes and unkempt black silky hair. He wields two katana on his left hip both identical as well. A black handle with white diamonds and a golden hand guard. His skin has a pale complexion to it and on the back of his clothing he bears the obvious sign as to which clan he belongs to, the Uchiha.

Personality: Kouketsu can be impulsive at times when it comes to his friends, or clan if you would. When they're in trouble, he's the first to jump up and decide to fight for them. Kouketsu is also short-tempered and can get agitated easily if you knew how to do so. He also likes to get up and close in the heat of things so as to give him and his companions an upper hand due to their clan specialties and his primary focus as a ninja, taijutsu even though he's quite skilled in Ninjutsu as well. Kouketsu likes to be precise and quick about things, he doesn't beat around the Bush and will tell you exactly what he thinks regardless of the outcome.

History: My shuffling feet had reached where I set my goal. The Valley of the End. I didn't exactly know of these people but I knew what they did. One was of the same clan I was. I didn't exactly know if the other was as well but I could ask. The sight of these two gave me a headache though. It wasn't an annoying one it was a particularly hurtful one. It kept coming in quick but painful bursts. I clutched my head as another one came, I pulled out my katana and thrust it into the ground trying to keep myself balanced as the headache hit me. I clutched the hilt and wouldn't let go. Then something else followed right after the headache. A wooden katana swung at me slicing downwards aiming to hit my chest.

I swung my katana up to slice right threw the wooden one. I successfully blocked the katana but instead of my katana slicing threw it merely stopped the attack. My katana was now wooden as well. The scenery changed and I was in a forest, a boy I distinctly remember as my brother swung once more at me. He was my twin to be exact, I caught his wooden katana again and again. We were both exhausted and looked as though we couldn't go on anymore. We sheathed our wooden toothpicks, and walked towards our home. Again the scenery switched back, the two statues standing tall and proud. I re-adjusted myself standing similar to that of the statue to the left's stature. Confident, strong, collective. Just what I strived to be, maybe even more. Again another wave of pain gathered in my head, soon another memory followed in pursuit.

Me and my brother walked home in the dark, we were close but not yet there. Me and my brother talked of continuing each other's skills in Kenjutsu, the well know sword art. Soon our father would teach us ninjutsu, something we heard in discussions with our father's friends. They mumbled about a Katon and Raiton release every once in a while. At the time I didn't know that they had been talking about me and my brother's possible releases. Turns out we both had an affinity for it. However my brother wouldn't be able to show his skills in the releases. A twig snapped to our left, revealing three men cladded in grey armor and katanas. They asked us from which clan were we and why we were out alone. They had huge grins on their faces when they heard us explain we were young uchiha. They were from a clan a ways away and wouldn't give us their names.

One man kept inching towards me and my brother all the while talking as if nothing was going on. He saw my brother eye is katana and drew it, steel glinting in the moonlight. It was now dark and our parents would be worried. The man showed us how he used his katana and asked my brother if he would like to be the first to help him test it out. Knowing my brother, he loved swords in general, he replied yes and the man swung at him. Red droplets splashed onto the ground with my brother grabbing his chest as he fell to his knees. I was stunned and helpless as I watched my brother become lifeless. Tears welled up in my eyes and the scenery switched back to the present. The tears were from both the past and the present. They dropped to the ground as I tried to stand up from my aching headache. I looked up and wondered why it had to be my brother. Why not me? Rage filled my chest and the sadness didn't help as well. I would scream my lungs out for a while and them sink back to my knees staring at the sky. No longer the night from so long ago. The night when I birthed the clan' s most prided possession. The sharingan.

Weapons: Two well designed katana left behind by Kouketsu' s father. They had floral designs on the average just like his undershirt. It was all black besides the golden hand guard and the sheathed itself.

Styles: Kenjutsu in the offensive form and the Katon release. Uchiha clan: Sharingan One Tomoe, copy wheel technique, able to copy normal taijutsu moves and any move in the katon category, also able to copy movements like raising your hand or drawing.