Yuko Kawasaki

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Laid back

Throughout Yuko's life, she was never seen as much of a talkative or animated person, however at the same she still had an air about her which makes everyone think of her as genuinely friendly person. Most of the time Yuko seems relaxed, however this also results to her being a terribly lazy person who only does what she wants to do. She usually appears to be calm, even if she may be skeptical of certain people. Yuko isn't a bad person though, and not much affects her way of thinking, so she's generally able to tolerate whatever comes her way. She's always calm in even the most treacherous situations and she'll probably always be the last person to lost their head.

Intelligent

A trait from her father; Yuko is always calculating secret plans and thinking out complex ideas every second of the day. She always knows what to say making her a very manipulative person even if she does this ever so subtley. This is a very important trait for her battles and she uses this well by planning out each step before she takes with and adaptive and maticulous plan. Even so, Yuko generally acts as if she has the IQ of a two year old but this just adds in to her master plan. To add to this even more, Yuko has developed an extremely good eye sight to which she can see extremely small details to which an average human could not. She wasn't blessed with a bloodline or clan developing this though, so it doesn't automatically give her unnatural seeing ability but it does come close.

Coldhearted

Ever since the mere age of 4, Yuko was raised in with a strict father always giving her manipulative advice such as "Always fend for yourself," and "you are the only person in your life, so stop worrying about the need of others," so to this day, Yuko has developed a keen instinct at which she'll only work for herself, and no one else. Now Yuko turns the other cheek whenever a stranger passing by needs even the slightest help, although this may also be due to her laziness. This goes so far, that she'd rather give someone grief than give them a helping hand instead turning her into a very worthy foe who'd never show mercy whatsoever in her life, no matter what the cost.

Greedy

During Yuko's childhood, she suffered from terrible debt resulting in her life being chucked out the window and flung across to the other side. Ever since then, Yuko's greatest love has been the fond smell of green paper wafting up her nose. She'd do anything for money; whether it'd be a small steal or as large as murder, she wouldn't care. Secretly, she yearns to restore the wealth and pride back into her family so her soul could become whole again and rest in peace. This makes Yuko a major moocher with charming abilities able to get almost anyone to vouch for her. Infact, the only thing that could compare to her lust for money is her love for her wolf, Shi who she treasures with all her life. That being said, Yuko isn't a heartless, greedy schmoozer who will do anything to get what she wants, (well, she is all the same) she can actually be a very kind and caring person to the right people.

Artistic

Aside from being a complete and utter genius, Yuko is very experienced in the arts thanks to her family's love of paintings. When she's not daydreaming, Yuko can be found in her room swarmed with a mass wave of paintings all drawn by her. This is one of the few joys she finds in life, and she dedicates most of her time to it. When she was taught in the academy at the orphanage she was enrolled in, most of her time spent there was just drawing strange and abtract pictures. This passion began to to become a drawback as most of her time revolved around it, causing her grades to fall dramatically but thanks to her intelligence she easily picked them back with no stress at all. This actually helped as the more sketches she did, the range of her ideas exploded giving her endless possibilities for every move.

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History

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Throughout Yuko's life of growing up, she'd always been taught in the strictest of manors trying desperately to perfect everything at he father's words. At the time, he parents very exceedingly rich living the life in a great stone mansion excluded from the outside world. Yuko couldn't even take a step out of their garden (although the garden did stretch for a good few yards) so she would gaze out into the horizon and try to spot what was in between the dense trees and spot the hidden wonders. She never left the estate and in fact, only her poor old mother would. Her father was too busy secluded in the basement to fetch some petty such as groceries and what not. Yuko would always whine and tear up whenever she left for insignificant jobs such as this, because her father always spread words of lies that rattled around in her brain so she always thought of outside as a cruel hell-like place.

Her Relationship with her father was somewhat distorted or rather, a deluded fantasy since she viewed him as a great man far superior to anyone, even to someone with such a mind and ability as Ein Stein's. It is said that she inherited a vast amount of his abilities but suffering the toll of taking some flawed and sinful traits as well, but this may also be referenced to the way she was raised. As she only came in contact with her parents, she had a very close relationship welded together with an unbreakable. Her weak and sickly mother held no threat and spent as much time as possible with Yuko but eventually when she took up a job, Yuko lived in a small solitude. Her father sold rare and expensive herbs to mercenaries passing by, or sometimes he'd willingly go to the heart of Kusa and beckon the medic ninjas at the hospital or even the kage himself to buy his wonderful produce. This was her father's only passion, his life and his meaning to exist so naturally Yuko felt like she in no comparison to this passion of his, and Yuko truly loved him and respected him as her idol because of the way his thinking process acted, since Yuko was almost as intelligent as him.

As time passed, Yuko began to the dread her long and heartless days of solitude even longer. She would spend most of her time locked up in the empty shell of a room she had, just reading a few books, working out massive amounts of sums and sketching pieces of art from time to time. Eventually her room was shrouded in paper flung in random directions and drowning the floor. Her father seemed even more anti-social than ever, and since Yuko had to live in the lonesome mansion without ever leaving boredom was inevitable. The days grew longer while her tolerance grew shorter, longing those few hours that she could see of her mum when she got home. Sadly, her mother always appeared ever so stressed and weary and Yuko begged her to quit, but her mother always forced a smile to her face and replied "Don't worry Yuko, it's alright," but even Yuko could see the imaginary tears lightning up in the cracks of her mask.

Then, on one soul less night a torrent of sound scratched against the frail windows of her lifeless home. Her father crept along the corridor into Yuko's room, calming her with his soft voice while informing her of his plan to check what was outside. At this, Yuko cried her eyes out until she shrivelled up from the loss of tears. She whined and moaned for those eternal minutes begging him not to go but to no avail, he proceeded to venture out into the place of condemned virtue. Yuko's body tensed while a thousand goose bumps shredded her skin. The long and dreaded arrival finally ceased, while the noises whispering in her ears faded away in a slower rate than she would have liked.

Her father remained intact at least, bringing with him a beast with the purest of fur. Yuko gazed in awe at him trying to hold back the temptation of stroking his wondrous fur. Her father noticed the glance she and the dog shared instantly and in a flash, he came up with the right solution. He tugged at the beast’s collar, gesturing to him and the mysterious creature followed. Yuko just kept on staring at this marvellous curiosity casting her into a daydream however the curse was soon broken at the stern tone of her father, even though his voice should've been soft as usual. "This is your present, Yuko. Take good care of him," Of course, her father's words would've been a lot more poetic than of that draft, but it would've also taken him eons to finish so it's easier to sum it up in a few sentences.

After that, Yuko spend every second of the day with the beast who had now earned the name of Shinkō, or Shi for short. Their bonds grew a tremendous amount in such a short period of time, but these bonds were unbreakable none the less. Her father didn't retreat into his den now; instead he enjoyed studying how Yuko and the wolf acted together and how in sync they were with each other. He even decided to teach Yuko a small amount of herbalism; however this had a huge impact on her life even if she did miss a few hours with Shi. It was amazing at the amount she excelled in the few days she'd been taught about it. Although, she only knew a few basics at the time and she was nowhere near mastering the vast knowledge herbalism had to offer.

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As the days grew by Yuko's life played on yet another broken record with a different tune. She'd grown so close to Shi now, that is was almost as if they could understand each other by just the look that they shared. Even so, this didn't give them the ability to understand every tiny detail of what the other was saying but they could communicate with their body language well enough to have a basic knowledge. Yuko saw even less of her mother now and that brought her stress to whole other level. When she took her first good look at her mother in a while, the first thing she noticed was the strands of grey leaking from her skull. Yuko's keen skills in detail picked up on all the shady wrinkles morphed on her face. Yuko knew her mother was old, but she didn't know that age could have an affect such as this.

After a couple more years, her mother faded out of the picture that was Yuko's life and with it, came the mass amounts of bills. Her grave wasn't just depressing enough to make thy gay die, but the cost exceed her family's limits. If Yuko didn't have a large mindset, she would have still wondered how a mere funeral could've cost them so much, but she knew it wasn't just thy funeral that was the cause, it was also her father's mutilated experiments as well. Not too far off from her death, tax funds increased as well raining a cruel crimson death of debt. It soon got to the point where her father struggled to keep his house on end, but his greed was too great to give up a house like theirs. In fact her father was so greedy that he actually gave up Yuko and her mutt first.

They were kicked out and sent to the nearest orphanage on Yuko's 13th birthday; obviously not her favourite memory to share. The place was mangy and the exact opposite of her heavenly mansion, but it was still enjoyable and Yuko enjoyed every minute of the outside. Surprisingly, Yuko got along well with everyone (this may be due to her father's teachings) even though she had been secluded for so long. Her wolf, Shi still stayed by her side even at time such as this and she could finally attend a proper academy even though at her age most people had already passed. It only took her a couple of years to pass though thanks to her father and mother's endless lectures, treating her as a princess who to them, she was most certainly was. Time carried on floating by at the speed of lightning but it was not match for the energy of her thinking patterns. She passed with ease just as expected and even made a few friends along the way. Now, her story had come to a close. But her life, had just begun.[/size]

Glamour Perception

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Charm Perception

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Perception 5

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Releases

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Earth Release

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Earth Release

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Release 4

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Release 6

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