[.Where...the hell AM I?!.]

[Sasuke/Axel]

A deep, irritated sigh escaped the lips of a raven-haired male with equally dark eyes. He had no idea where he was, and he had just woken up, and found himself in a clearing in a huge jungle. Picking himself up, he glanced around, keeping his hand on the hilt of his long-bladed katana,just in case something decided to jump out at him. Sasuke Uchiha frowned, and brushed leaves off of the back of his black pants. His white shirt was a bit dirty, but that was the last thing Sasuke was worried about.

Sakura, Naruto..wherever the hell you are you'd better be safe He thought to himself, a frown appearing on his features. Sasuke was the last one of the famed Uchiha clan, and, truth be told, he didn't like it as much as he always said he did. He hated being lonely.

"..So...where the hell am I, and where the hell is this?" He muttered under his breath, his dark navy gaze dull from whatever had knocked him out. He shook his head, and sighed.

(Please keep all posts to at least 2 paragraphs)

[Kurogane]

Kurogane stomped through the lush plants of the jungle, swiping away hanging leaves and branches with his hands. "Stupid place, stupid..." Kurogane mumbled to himself. It was his third day on the blasted island, and so far Kurogane was able to get a good food supply from the forest. He continued walking through the forest, making sure that he wasn't going to bump into anything, like a coconut tree. As he continued on in the lush greens, he came upon the coconut tree he first set eyes on the first day he landed in this stupid place. Kurogane smiled slightly at the tree, since now, he found out another way to knock the coconuts of the blasted thing instead of using his head. With that in his train of thoughts, Kurogane took Sohi, and knocked the pommel of Sohi against the burly tree. While continuing to knock Sohi against the tree, Kurogane gave the trunk a hard kick, and several coconuts fell down. "Now that's much easier." Kurogane muttered to himself happily.

After picking a few coconuts, Kurogane went back to his small shelter, and dropped the coconuts there. Then, he walked back into the jungle to find some more food. As he re-entered the jungle, Kurogane heard a faint rustle, and he immediately was brought into silence. Stealthily, Kurogane walked silently on the grassy floor of the forest, and approached to the area in which the rustling was coming from. As he advanced, Kurogane saw a figure of a boy, and knew that the boy was the source of the noise. Stupid boy he is, making such a racket around himself. Kurogane thought to himself.

As an instinct, Kurogane leaned back into the shadows of the towering trees, and watched the boy. You could never know, he might be a good guy or a bad guy, but Kurogane was going to find out. Carefully, Kurogane examined the boy, and noticed he was the average size for his looks, he had black hair, and he had weird clothing. Kurogane didn't take any risks in approaching the boy, so he kept in the shadows, watching.

[Yuu Kanda]

The thing stood no chance. He'd activated Nigentou - it looked like this one mayn't have the regenerative abilities of the last one...but its blood was certainly being used as a weapon. "Tch," he spat as he used one of his energy blades to slice clean through the sticky liquid as the mutant creature made an attempt to grasp hold of him and immobilize him. That wasn't about to happen. Not now. Not ever. He was sick of these worthless pieces of crap. He was sick of this island. He was sick of everything. He was sick of the people he'd encountered. He was sick of the trees, the plants, the sand, the ocean...everything.

As soon as he had torn himself free, the dark-haired exorcist used Hakka Torou, directing it at the spot above the creature's heart. If the only ways to get rid of this thing were to set it alight and turn it to ash or tear out his heart, he would quite willingly use the latter method. Considering his last attempt at such a feat had been disrupted by that mage, he figured he'd redeem himself and at least a portion of his honor this time by doing what he should have done more quickly the previous time.

Once the flower-shaped cut had been made, Kanda thrust his hand into the opening in the form of a fist. Within a few moments, he withdrew it. He creature grew still. He spat at it and pushed it over backwards, watching as it turned into dust. He cast the dust in his hand to the winds. Unfortunately, however, now his right arm was soaked. That, however, was something he could deal with later. He didn't particularly like having an arm that resembled that of the moyashi's. That was all the more reason to find some sort of stream... Or trudge his way back to the ocean. He frowned and sheathed Mugen.

The 18 year old didn't have a chance to observe his appearance, nor did he really care about it at this point in time. However, he looked very much like a deranged wild man. His long black hair was tangled and stuck up in places...well, as well as waist-length hair could. Leaves, twigs, sand, and dirt were all strewn in various places, helping this feat of sticking up-ness. He was covered in cuts and bruises - he had a nice series of cuts on his left cheek from a missed dodge from the creature he'd just finished defeating. The knuckles of his right hand were split open, and he was keeping his fist clenched to avoid allowing the sticky substance of the other creature from dripping into it. His eyes had the look of one about to snap in them.

All in all, however he trudged forward once more. Where was he headed? Heck if he knew. He didn't particularly care, so long as he didn't encounter those whom he had previously.

Yuu carried on in this manner for a good few minutes, until, once again, his hair got entangled in every which branch. He lost it. He roard and drew Mugen. In a few seconds, had left a good portion of his ink-colored hair on those branches. It was growing to be more trouble than it was worth, but what else could he do? His hair tie had been practically destroyed, and he'd yet to find a place he could actually sit down and try to fix it. He frowned as he looked at the mess he'd made of the branches, not caring about the mess he'd made of his locks, before "tch-ing" it and continuing on. So what if his presence was known? It was already known to begin with.

Now, with any luck, the idiot rabbit wouldn't show up and start making fun of him for this. Said rabbit likely wouldn't last very long.

[Fai D. Flourite]

[Kurogane]

((Sure thing))
Kurogane continued to watch the boy until he heard faint noises. Wondering what could make a racket then what the boy had made, Kurogane listened a little harder, and immediately knew it was the sound of steel against another surface. Kurogane left the boy, knowing that the noise was undeniably more important than staring at a young boy.

Leaving his post behind the tree, Kurogane silently maneuvered through the plants of the forest, and advanced swiftly toward the source of the sound. As the sound got louder in Kurogane's ears, he saw the glint of steel against a sun ray. Kurogane smiled menacingly, since now, he knew that the steel belonged to a sword. "This is just my day." Kurogane muttered to himself with a hint of cheerfulness in his voice. Kurogane had no worries about killing others, since the day before, he had killed a number of mutated beasts, but his power never diminished. Probably the best thing on the island. Kurogane thought to himself as he remembered the thought.

Finally, Kurogane was able to see the holder of the sword, and he smiled. The boy, who looked younger than Kurogane himself, was also fighting one of those blasted creatures. As Kurogane saw his technique, he knew that the boy was quite advanced in the practice of swordsmanship. He's actually pretty good. Kurogane noted to himself as he continued to watch the boy. Kurogane only smirked when he saw that boy's annoyed face, and assumed that the boy was also tired of the aggravating island. At least there's someone who knows how I'm feeling. Kurogane thought to himself, relieved that at least there were people like him.

When the boy killed all of the creatures, Kurogane nodded his head subconsciously in praise. The boy was really good, and he was also efficient. Kurogane already knew that he wanted to duel with this boy, and feel his strength, but at the moment Kurogane continued to examine the boy. Kurogane decided to get a closer look of the boy, since he was quite a distance away, so he silently moved around the green, and found a nice spot where he could see the boy clearly.

Kurogane almost laughed when he saw the boy. The boy looked like he was attacked by a dozen of cats, and that he purposely put his hair in a tree. Then, when the boy got his hair tangled up in a branch, Kurogane thought to himself This kid really has to cut his hair. And as if Kurogane foretold the future, the boy, who was extremely pissed off, drew his sword and cut his own hair.

Kurogane smiled and decided to introduce himself. Anyways, they would have to bump into each other sometime, since Kurogane presumed that everyone on the island was stuck on the island. "Hey kid." Kurogane said, stepping out from the green plants, "You're a swordsman?" Kurogane asked, his eyes on the scabbard of the boy's sword.

[|.:*Sakura*:.|]

OOC: I'm with Fai, I prefer to post a little later if you don't mind =) And I guess the postic order will be Sasuke, Kurogane, Kanda, Fai and me? Just so I don't mess things up >.<

[Sakura Kinomoto]

((May I join? If I can, I'll just stick on to the back of Sakura...))

[Sasuke/Axel]

(Posting Order will be as such: Me, Kurogane, Kanda, Fai, Sakura H, then Sakura K, Let's get this Rp moving. Sorry I've been away for so long ^^')

Sasuke froze, feeling eyes upon him. His gaze narrowed and he noiselessly jumped into a tree, he was a ninja, hence, he had to be quiet. Frowning to himself, he leaped from branch to branch, following Kurogane and stopping, watching him and Kanda, his dark blue gaze narrowed further, and he stood there, just out of site of everyone. He couldn't afford to be seen, not when he hadn't even figured out where he was exactly. Snapping himself out of his thoughts, he went a bit higher, to see if he could get atop the trees and look around at his surroundings, but the trees seemed impossibly high. Grumbling lowly to himself, he descended again, and sat on a branch, hiding his figure.

I don't like this.. not knowing where I am or where anything is..it's discomforting.. Sasuke thought to himself, and stifled a sigh.

[Yuu Kanda]

((^^;; I'm just gonna go ahead and post after you this once, Sasuke, considering Kuro's already posted a second time. Next time 'round, hopefully the order will be settled.))

Not long after he had left a mess of the branches and his hair, Kanda's senses went on full alert. He was being watched. He could tell. Momentarily, the exorcist paused and listened. Breathing, not his own... And footsteps. Mugen was already brandished - he hadn't sheathed it. He was growing paranoid, he could tell. Of course, what else was new? He had to be paranoid back home, what with the Earl on a nigh constant akuma-production spree. That sick, twisted b*****d always preyed on the broken-hearted. Hmph. He didn't pity the poor souls. It was what they got for giving into one such as the Millennium Earl. They deserved it.

But at the same time, there was a constant nagging at the back of his heart, one that he often shut out. He couldn't grow soft - to do so would mean his life. He was there to destroy akuma and any moron bent on protecting the killing machines. It was his duty. It was his way of life. It was how he survived, and in a world where only the strong survived, well, it was no wonder that he had a tendency to be paranoid. After all, some human he met one day could be a soul-driven killing machine the next. Because he didn't have one of those stupid cursed eyes like the bean sprout did, well, it wasn't as if he could tell until the stupid thing had gone and evolved. For all he knew, those with whom he worked could be nests for akuma in half a moment, despite the Black Order's precautions.

Kanda broke away from his thoughts and continued moving forward. He made it look as if he weren't paying attention to what was going on - it was his specialty. He'd had plenty of practice with it, especially around his so-called "comrades". (Though of course with them, chances were he really was ignoring them.) In truth, he was using his sense of hearing. Eyesight was overrated, truly. It was of no surprise when a disembodied voice beside him sounded.

"Hey kid. You're a swordsman?"

The exorcist stopped in his tracks and watched out of the corner of his eye as a body accompanied the voice. "Tch. What's it to you if I am?" He kept his peripheral vision focused on the man. A sword. But that wasn't what worried him. The muscles in his back went rigid. Why was it that he felt like he was being watched by another party? Probably because he was. His basic instincts were usually never wrong. He'd fine-tuned them again and again, and constantly kept them in check, even when most people believed that he oughtn't to have needed to.

For now, however, he ignored the other one. "If you can't help me figure out where the hell I am, then stay out of my way." His voice accompanied and matched what might be seen of his appearance. His voice was feral. His hair was an extraordinarily uneven mess of twigs and leaves. His arms...well, luckily his tattoo was healing the scratches he gained within milliseconds after he gained them, but for all practical purposes, his sleeves were gone. He was coated in dirt. His coal eyes had a ferocity in them that said "look at me and die". If it weren't for his relatively good self-control and the fact that most of his uniform was still intact, it wouldn't be hard to assume that he was a native to this dreaded island. That assumption, however, would be wrong. He wanted off this place ASAP.

[Fai D. Flourite]

“Why it is Kuro-pon! I thought I sensed a familiar rain cloud aura and I was right – My, it is good to see a familiar face again!”

Before further conversation could take place between the two-of-a-kind warriors, a familiar voice sliced through the tensed atmosphere. The fabled blonde magician also ex-travelling companion of Kurogane’s seemed to have snuck up on the entire gathering in the humid jungle terrain, stumbling ever so gracefully out of a lush clump of ground shrub between the two swordsmen; somehow Fai had managed to evade detection by all, but this wasn’t a surprise to all in his presence because if you knew the man well enough you would know he was an expert in evasion of many manners – perhaps he had used magic or perhaps not? However he managed such a feat with such perceptive, well trained and highly skilled warriors within the vicinity would forever be a mystery to all.

“I do hope you not picking any fights Big Dog!” Fai flashed a cheeky bold smile at dark haired male he seemed well acquainted with, closing the gap he stood in the space between Kurogane and Kanda, “I see you’ve met Kanda-panda, Kuro-pipi! You two should be friends you have much in common!”
With each long elegant arms with unexpected skill to some the mage dressed in white and black wrapped an arm around each man’s neck pulling them both closer into a friendly hug, “Not only the fact we have all awoken on this mysterious isle but you share the same lovely personal traits.”

Looking straight up to the high branches of the tropical trees that hosted a younger boy with dark bangs; it wasn’t hard to pin his location for the magician of Celes since the boy’s strong aura screamed his position to Fai’s awareness. Amused half lidded sapphire eyes opened fully to lock with the stand offish ninja’s crimson gaze boldly; the two powerful sets of eyes created sparks on the astral plane, the two forces sourced in the eyes were enough to make anyone feel comfortable. But after a few silent seconds after gauging the child Fai increased his small modest one to a larger more encouraging one, “I must say I’m quite astounded at just how many of us are in the same position, this isn’t an ordinary occurrence to just randomly awake on a strange world with no certain memory of how you got there.”
Fai announced his observation purposely loud enough so the one hiding in the trees could hear.

When Fai’s sensitive hearing picked up a twig snatch beneath tentative light feet, the young adult male quickly identified the one struggling to reach this meeting by her aura so alike Princess Sakura’s, “Oh do you need any help Miss Kinomoto Sakura? Don’t be shy to announce you presence, it best if you do so we are aware and in case something unfortunate happens we are able to act appropriately to keep you from harm.”
Releasing the two ruffled swordsmen, Fai innocently not seeming to notice their distain or just choosing to ignore it, the mage walked out to meet the shy girl that he apparently had a soft spot for already, charmingly he aided through the thicker foliage and into the less dense area where Kurogane and Yuu were occupying.

[|.:*Sakura*:.|]

Just great, after an endless beach, Sakura was now in the middle of the biggest jungle she had ever seen. Why the hell did she go there, anyway?! That was just plain dumb from the rosette. The girl hated walking among such dense forest all by herself; she felt like she had thousands of eyes surrounding her, watching every single move she made. Not that she was that scared; she wasn't the little girl she used to be three years ago, always needing help and being protected all the time. She saw glimpses of what seemed like battles but when she was in danger, two figures always appeared to save her. And although she still didn't knew who they were, she assumed they must be her team mates or something. And even a girl had once protected her. But who were they? Maybe they were just part of the family...

The Haruno figured that she would have a better view of where she was from the top of a tree, so she climbed a tree, as silently as she could. The minimum noise could ruin her and even though she didn't had many memories, that was just plain common sense, she guessed. But once she got there, all she saw was more jungle and on the other side, the beach where she used to be. How she wished she never left it...
The girl sighed, sitting down on a brach a bit lower from where she used to be. Being on the top of the tree put her too exposed to dangers so she thought she could rest a little and think of something.

While Sakura was thinking, she sensed some kind of familiar chakra. While she looked around, she saw nothing and also, no noise was heared besides the birds chirping.
She looked down and saw two guys she had met in the beach, the long black haired guy and the blond one. But she noticed another boy was with them, although she didn't knew who he was.
Instead of jumping into action, Sakura decided to watch for a while. Maybe she could hear something that could help her. God knew how long it could take her to get home...
But that strangely familiar chakra kept her thinking; who was it? She didn't saw anyone and she knew those guys she met earlier didn't had that chakra. Could it be from the other unknown male?
But she remained quiet in her branch, watching carefully what was going on. When the time was proper, she would come out of her 'hiding' place.

[Sakura Kinomoto]

"Ah..."

Sakura yawned softly, but felt the scratch of a tree bark. "Huh?" Her eyelids flew open, suddenly. She sat up gingerly, feeling the trees rough bark scratch against where her body was leaning on it.

Her muscles were sore, her pajamas a mess, her hair, too. She yawned again, then squinted. She noticed that the sun was quite high. "Oh, dear, overslept again."

Sakura proceeded to lightly climb down the tree, scratching the bottom of bare feet. She had long lost her shoes in the water. Her feet no longer hurt, after days of traveling on all sorts of terrain on them. Another couple scratches wouldn't hurt. She examined her bleeding foot and decided that it wouldn't matter if they got infected. There were enough diseases on this island to go around, and Sakura had already succeeded in surviving for a couple days.

She land heavily on her feet, being a normal human with no powers in the present. She wished she could have her Clow Cards, but Sakura was determined in surviving without them.

She walked on, hopping every once a while after stepping on a stone. After a while, she noticed all the trees seemed to look the same. Sakura shook her head. "I must be hallucinating or something..." She blinked her eyes and rubbed them, but to no avail.

She sighed, frustrated. "Whatever."

"Huh?" Sakura spotted a tall man, recognized as Kurogane. She giggled, wanting to play the "I spot Kuro but not going to tell him" game that she always did. She hid behind a bush. She then spotted two other people. Of course, Sakura was only ten, meaning she was short. She couldn't see past much of the vegetation, and only Kurogane's head was visible. She hadn't seen the much shorter people.

"Hmm..." Sakura identified a tall blonde man as Fai. And of course, a younger boy. She thingyed her head. I think I saw this man before...

[Fai D. Flourite]

[<poke>]

[Sakura Kinomoto]

(Whoa! We totally skipped Kuro!! No wonder no one's replying!! As for now the order is
Kurogane, Sasuke, Yuu, Fai, Sakura H., Sakura K.
Is that alright?)

[Kurogane]

Kurogane heard the sound of movement, and he knew that someone else, other than the two swordsman, was watching them. Think they are hidden... Kurogane thought smugly to himself as he let out a small grin that was quickly replaced with a frown. Even though Kurogane's ears were concetrating on the hidden newcomer, his other sense were on the long haired boy. He had a good build, nice and strong, but it wasn't as lamky as Kurogane's, or that magician Fai's. Still, Kurogane noticed that in his eyes burned determination, which was good, and Kurogane just kept his eyes on the long-haired boy in acknowlegement.

When Kurogane asked whether the boy was a swordsman, he just asked if it mattered if he was. He also added that if Kurogane couldn't help him figure out where he was, Kurogane should better stay out of the boy's way. With that said, Kurogane just grunted at the boy's answer, and smiled slightly. This kid was a good one; rebellious and firm; they type Kurogane liked. "Okay kid, I'll tell you where you are. You are on a godforsaken piece of s**t with no way out." Kurogane said this smoothly, his voice having a menacing touch to it as he said his reply.

No sooner had Kurogane had said his reply, that b*****d magician came running through, calling KUrogane by one of his many nicknames. At the sound of Fai's voice, KUrogane just scowled, but that magician's mouth kept on going. Once again, another nickname of KUrogane's came out of his mouth, and Kurogane's hands were tightened into fists, but before he could hurt Fai, Fai had his lanky arms around Kurogane's neck and the boy's neck, calling the boy Kanda-panda. At least I'm not the only one now. KUrogane thought to himself as Fai continued his speech. Since Fai was slightly shorter than Kurogane, Kurogane had to bend down, even though he could stand up straight, but it would be both uncomfortable for Kurogane and Fai, so Kurogane just stood there, a scowl in his face.

Then, just when Kurogane noticed it, Fai noticed it too, the prescence of another. This time it was that little girl Sakura. Boy, why did she always follow him?! Nethertheless, Kurogane also felt another one, but since he didn't have any magic with him, he couldn't tell who were they. Then, tired of feeling the watching prescence of the two hiding people, Kurogane said out loud, "You better come out. Both of you, and yes, I mean the two people up somewhere in the trees."

((I'm sorry for the edited and sucky version. I lost the other one, so I typed up a new one, please PM me if I messed anything up. Thanks))